we carpeted our hallway, but we don't actually know how to lay carpet
Jacksonville's great, blah blah blah, but I'm so ready to come home for Christmas. I'll be home the 17th, kids! My roommate Rianna is driving me home because it is saving her $200 on a plane ticket to Iowa, and she can get a direct flight from ATL. Awesome. And she has a friend in Lawrenceville that she's staying with Sunday night since her flight is on Monday. Small world. And Brian's roommate Tom's family moved to the L a few years back so he'll be in town too. He's been invited to the "meet the boyfriend" Frontera dinner. Awesome.
I'm sick of painting. I'm actually kinda tired of this job because it doesn't change much, and there's not anything new to learn often. I guess I miss being a student of sorts and learning new stuff everyday. But the fact was that last year, I was sick of being a student because I just wanted to immediately start applying what I learned and shove it with all the hypothetical crap. All those fake ad campaigns and the CFD case studies . . . I mean, it's not real. So I like the real world because it's real, but I need that constant education to keep me going. I've learned a few things here . .. how to crochet (sorta.. and I totally suck at it), how to clean out a paintbrush, the stages of building a house (but I don't actually know how to frame or install tile or put on a roof or well, anything but punch-outs really), how to live with pretty much anyone (although I think I conquered that one back in college), and well, my roommate Myron bought me a bellydance dvd for Christmas, so I guess I'll be learning that soon (along with Carmen Electra's lap-dance dvd, which he bought for Rianna). Bellydancing and lap-dancing . . . all part of my continuing education I suppose.
I guess my prayer meeting has been helping, but as of now I don't think I'm gonna miss it much when I leave here. I like to go and socialize with the kids my age (there's a whole gamut of ages but I gravitate to the 20somethings), and the message is good, but I think sometimes I'm just too tired or distracted for it to really stick. Luckily, they kinda pound stuff about ongoing conversion into the ground for people like me.
And Brian's coming to meet the fam (and friends) next week. I'm not concerned; I'm sure they'll like him because he's a good guy. And he's Catholic and his family owns the Cow Christmas cassette tape, so he's got an in. I told him to bring my mom a poinsettia plant for good measure. Is that too much? Maybe that will soothe the shock of when we finally tell her that we met on the internet (I told her that we met through friends so she wouldn't pre-judge him, which I know she would). He came down this weekend, and it was awesome. He even told me how much he likes our relationship because we really can talk about anything. We talk about our past relationships and our opposite-sex friends all the time, and neither of us gets jealous at all. It's so great. And he's adorable.
One of my reasons for moving to Norfolk next year is to see where this relationship is going. I guess I could go back to the L and just sit there in this long-distance thing, waiting for the next 3 years for him to get out of the Navy or whatever. But then what? I'm young and unbound and I moved to Jax not knowing a single soul. I figure if we live in the same city, we'll figure out whether it's gonna work or not a lot quicker. And then I won't be wasting 3 years of my life on something that's not gonna work if it isn't meant to be. Anyway, I have a good feeling about this one.. no principles of least interest on either side, and no excitation transfers or any of that garbage. Oh, I'm also excited because his roomie Tom and girlfriend Julie are moving to Norfolk as well, so I'll at least have some acquaintances around. Aaand, that's why I'm already to be out of this dirty Navy town (and move to another of the same).
I'm sick of painting. I'm actually kinda tired of this job because it doesn't change much, and there's not anything new to learn often. I guess I miss being a student of sorts and learning new stuff everyday. But the fact was that last year, I was sick of being a student because I just wanted to immediately start applying what I learned and shove it with all the hypothetical crap. All those fake ad campaigns and the CFD case studies . . . I mean, it's not real. So I like the real world because it's real, but I need that constant education to keep me going. I've learned a few things here . .. how to crochet (sorta.. and I totally suck at it), how to clean out a paintbrush, the stages of building a house (but I don't actually know how to frame or install tile or put on a roof or well, anything but punch-outs really), how to live with pretty much anyone (although I think I conquered that one back in college), and well, my roommate Myron bought me a bellydance dvd for Christmas, so I guess I'll be learning that soon (along with Carmen Electra's lap-dance dvd, which he bought for Rianna). Bellydancing and lap-dancing . . . all part of my continuing education I suppose.
I guess my prayer meeting has been helping, but as of now I don't think I'm gonna miss it much when I leave here. I like to go and socialize with the kids my age (there's a whole gamut of ages but I gravitate to the 20somethings), and the message is good, but I think sometimes I'm just too tired or distracted for it to really stick. Luckily, they kinda pound stuff about ongoing conversion into the ground for people like me.
And Brian's coming to meet the fam (and friends) next week. I'm not concerned; I'm sure they'll like him because he's a good guy. And he's Catholic and his family owns the Cow Christmas cassette tape, so he's got an in. I told him to bring my mom a poinsettia plant for good measure. Is that too much? Maybe that will soothe the shock of when we finally tell her that we met on the internet (I told her that we met through friends so she wouldn't pre-judge him, which I know she would). He came down this weekend, and it was awesome. He even told me how much he likes our relationship because we really can talk about anything. We talk about our past relationships and our opposite-sex friends all the time, and neither of us gets jealous at all. It's so great. And he's adorable.
One of my reasons for moving to Norfolk next year is to see where this relationship is going. I guess I could go back to the L and just sit there in this long-distance thing, waiting for the next 3 years for him to get out of the Navy or whatever. But then what? I'm young and unbound and I moved to Jax not knowing a single soul. I figure if we live in the same city, we'll figure out whether it's gonna work or not a lot quicker. And then I won't be wasting 3 years of my life on something that's not gonna work if it isn't meant to be. Anyway, I have a good feeling about this one.. no principles of least interest on either side, and no excitation transfers or any of that garbage. Oh, I'm also excited because his roomie Tom and girlfriend Julie are moving to Norfolk as well, so I'll at least have some acquaintances around. Aaand, that's why I'm already to be out of this dirty Navy town (and move to another of the same).