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Tuesday, 19 April 2005 13:09:05
Ugh. These past few days have been horrible. Hopefully getting this off my chest will help me feel better. You don't have to read this; it's quite long and rather complain-y. First off, last week I had a fairly bad case of the flu. I've been working more than usual, with one day off a week, and have been getting very little sleep. Then on Sunday my best friend from high school comes to visit (admittedly good news). However, I find out that he's shipping off to Afghanistan in two weeks. So, of course, I want to spend as much time as possible with him before he leaves this weekend. So on Sunday night we were driving around looking for something to do when the girl I have a hardcore crush on gives me a call. She'd just gotten back from NC where the guy she went to see disappeared for 18 hours or so (she has terrible taste in men and even admits it herself). My friend gets on the phone and convinces her to come to the bowling alley with us. Now, I've been trying to get her to do something with me for months and she always has an excuse, and she has been trying to do stuff with me (supposedly) but it never pans out. I was happy, however, that we were gonna spend time together. When we arrived I got the obligatory hug and was then mostly ignored for the rest of the night. She also ignored my friend but in a way much like she does when she likes someone (I found out later from someone she used to date). After we left I talked to her on the phone untill I got home, then she hung up to go to bed. She didn't however, but instead called my friend. Then yesterday afternoon, she texted HIM asking what we were doing that night. My friend then told me about the phone call the previous night and we both agreed that she seemed to like him. He also told me that when they talked he asked her why we hadn't gotten together and she said I was "too nice". Considering how badly her boyfriends have treated her in the past, you'd think that'd be what she needs. Its funny, she's taking a psychology class asd knows about her tendency to date bad men. Later on yesterday she texted me, asking what we were doing that night. I answered back saying that after all the times I'd tried to get her do something with me it bothered me that with my friend here she was all of a sudden so interested. She texted back with bewilderment; I then told her that if she wanted to hang with my friend, she should try tonight, as I'll be at a concert. She gave me a very angry reply (called me an a-hole), and then called me. I tried to explain to her how this looked to me, after all the months I'd tried to get her to come out, but she was VERY angry with me and I soon found myself apologizing. I tried to tell her how it hurt my feelings but she wouldn't listen and just kept being angry with me. She said she had no idea what I was talking about with her seeming to like my friend. She hung up, saying she MIGHT one of us back later. My friend called her but did no better than I. Later that night, when we about to give up and go see a movie, she called and said she was at the bowling alley. she didn;t ask me to come, just said she was there. When I asked her if she was going to talk to me if we came, she said it depended on whether she picked up the spare or not. So I of course came, and she of course barely talked to me. Some of it might have been because I didn't bowl, but my arm was killing me from the night before and the previous tim she scarcely acknowledged my presence anyway. She texted me while I was on the phone with another friend, saying "its nice to talk to the people you're chilling with". I then asked her if she wanted to go to the movie with us. She said no, she had to get up early the next day. Funny how that never stops her from going dancing on the weekends. My friend and I left (she gave me a hug as I left, not that I know what that means) and went to the movie. She texted both of us in the movie, telling us to enjoy the film. She called me during the previews (I left the theater, don't wn
Tuesday, 19 April 2005 14:13:27
Why, after stating on this website the absurdity of staring at a tree stump and thinking it was a squirrel, did I stand out in my backyard not two days later and do the same thing? Why does the squadron across the road have a static display of two bombs aimed right for the door? Why do I subscribe to pay channels that I never, ever watch? Why do I struggle to lose four or five pounds over the course of five days, only to regain them on the weekends? Why do I, a man with rapidly graying hair, choose to wear that hair in a nondirectional spike? Why is it that you never seem to notice your parents age(I mean that as a verb) until you look at a photograph of them? Why is it, when I'm enjoying reading something, I flip forward to see how much of it is left? Why are grandparents so damn nice to their grandchildren, and so damn mean to their kids? Why did my wife tell me that she loved the way I dressed when we met, then proceeded to get rid of almost every article of clothing I owned? Why write a sequel to a strange flylog entitled: Why?
Tuesday, 19 April 2005 18:17:45
So, yeah, I watched this show, Firefly. Then it was canceled. Then I got the DVD, and watched it. A LOT. Then I had this daydream.. me, translated into a firefly character, aboard my own ship. There was only one name for it, Oberon. I'd thought of that before - my ship would be named Oberon. I don't know why. Then I tried Fan Fiction. I really don't LIKE fan fiction, as a general rule. But this character, and this ship, wouldn't go away. So I tried it. I got into the story, I still have this idea for another scene, which I know I will have to write. Then, I thought... what if I opened it up, to other people? What if they were my crew, instead of me writing it all by myself? So I tried a yahoo group. I said I needed at least one other person, a mechanic. Maybe a pilot. I'd see who showed up. And they showed - and showed. A First Mate. A Pilot. A Hired Gun. A Doctor. A Mechanic. Even a Cook! Passengers arrived. My ship was full to bursting me with people! I even had to turn a few away, because I just couldn't fit any more people on board! We wrote together, and it was amazing! Everyone was sooo wonderful! They wrote so well, so sweetly together. I got to know my First Mate, and he became a wonderful friend. No romance stories here, just a new best friend. Then he was in a terrible car accident. Eleven broken bones, and two months of near silence. I thought I'd lost him. The holidays were upon us, and everyone was busy. Posting was so slow, it seemed the ship might die. But I refused. I kept in touch with everyone, I kept posting. Then, miraculously, he didn't forget us as he got better. The First Mate returned, stronger than ever, and the Holidays were over, and everyone came back. Then, another miracle. The First Mate found a deal on webhosting - and bought us our own domain! Then, ANOTHER miracle. He took the basic website I'd designed for us - just a place to act as an archive, and a general knowledge bank - and he turned it into the CORTEX! It is SO beautiful! I would look at it, touch the screen in awe, and just sigh over it. I still can't believe that's OURS. He installed a PHP forum for us, and we managed to EXPAND! Things were going so well, I had to open up a second group, so that I no longer had to turn new people away, or make them wait. There were bumps along the way. The Mechanic had a new baby, and couldn't post, and had to drop out. The Docotr was busy with work, and had to drop out. Both positions were quickly replaced - and the new people were wonderful! Everyone worked together to create our story - we had an outline to follow - no blind random posting and cross-posting and stepping on each others toes... we had an outline to follow! Everyone knew what was expected - but not to the point of losing their creative ability over their own posts. The details were still up to the indivdual. And it worked! The new group decided they wanted to be unique, different. In the tradition of DS9 and Deadwood, they created a city. Ok, ARE creating a city. They only have a few people still, and the First Mate - though I loathe to see him leave my ship, will be going to live there. He's going to give them leadership and guidance, and I know it's the right thing to do. With growth, there is often pain. But it's for the greater good, and I don't mind so much anymore. It's not like he's leaving ME or leaving the group - he's just posting in a different location. We've become this big family, and it makes me so happy to see how they all work together. They have a special thread just to comment on particularly good posts or lines. Everyone has the opportunity to propose the next episode - I started the first one, where we all met and left Persephone. Then our second episode, the First Mate proposed the Great Grain Heist - ok, that story got a little sidetracked as he was gone for a good part of it, but I tried to stick to his original plan - and our next story was proposed by the Wanted Man (who has departed, alas, but we will
Tuesday, 19 April 2005 23:58:48
About noon, I finally finished my last exam. Fittingly, it is the very last day that exams can be held. It'll take me a day or two to decompress. Then I'll be able to actually participate here. Which is rather to my liking. *sigh* Finally over...