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Still staying off FB for the time being. It just makes me too damn angry and I don't need that much angry.
[edit] Well, I'm going to post a bit on FB now. I was just friended by a girl who I just re-met on Friday, and I don't want her to think I'm totally boring :) Not reading much, though. I just don't want to be that much involved with it.
Eating Amish cheese for breakfast. Lunch will be a dressed-up pizza, with homegrown tomatoes and ham and salami added. YUM! Early dinner tonight with two lady-friends. We shall dish and hopefully they, too, will tell me how awesome I am.
This past week has been nearly crushingly-busy... Monday I made it out for the only run I had time for; Tuesday we had date night at Betta's Italian Oven, and then we took a twilight walk around Ault Park. Pretty calm, very nice, nothing spectacular. Wednesday I had class, and then met up with Aaron and his friends at The Pub in Rookwood for a commemorative drink. Didn't get home too late, which was nice. Thursday we were supposed to have counseling, but BuildingFAIL! The a/c went out, and my counselor got a hold of me at 5:15 as I was heading out. So we took the night off to watch Kick-Ass and he actually COOKED! Gasp! for the first time in AGES. Homemade burritos FTW. Friday was the shelter, and then his band had a show at Northgate Tavern with Switchblade Syndicate. The girl in that band can SING, what a great voice! And only $5 for their EP :)
Saturday we'd made tentative plans to go hiking, but wound up going canoeing with Aaron's friend J and a small portion of his family. I've never been, and it was awfully nice to indulge my water baby tendencies. (I am a Pisces, after all.) We rented canoes and did an 8-mile trip, stopping here and there for breaks, noshing, and beer re-filling. Canoeing, in general, = cabrewing from what I understand. We kept our beer light, J made us sammiches, and we packed in gatorade. The weather turned out perfect, after some rain squalls in the morning, and we picked up some sun. And during the trip, I didn't really notice how much work I was doing by paddling, but I ACHE today. My entire upper body is tired, and I have bruises on my legs from hauling the canoe over a stretch of land when we took a wrong turn :P Then homeward bound for cheeken weengs and a final beer... and then we COLLAPSED. We'd put in Old School to watch, made it maybe a quarter of the way through, and then I woke up as the credits were rolling. We slept in hard this morning, let me tell you.
Today is a boatload of nothing, except for that dinner... and Aaron is currently in the kitchen makin' up a batch of chili, and it smells delicious in our house.
Last night I had a Stupid!Epiphany. (It deserves it's own name because it's one of those things that is absolutely obvious once you've realized it.) I am still so hurt and angry because I love him. That's actually been a great thing to realize. It makes me want to work. It makes me want to find a way to help heal ourselves. Stupid!Epiphany isn't a magic fix or anything, but I feel better for having realizing it. If I wasn't still hurt and angry - if the things that have transpired didn't stir up my feelings like that - then that would be a sign that there wasn't as much love as I thought. I can work for love, but I won't go through this for less than that.
[edit] Well, I'm going to post a bit on FB now. I was just friended by a girl who I just re-met on Friday, and I don't want her to think I'm totally boring :) Not reading much, though. I just don't want to be that much involved with it.
Eating Amish cheese for breakfast. Lunch will be a dressed-up pizza, with homegrown tomatoes and ham and salami added. YUM! Early dinner tonight with two lady-friends. We shall dish and hopefully they, too, will tell me how awesome I am.
This past week has been nearly crushingly-busy... Monday I made it out for the only run I had time for; Tuesday we had date night at Betta's Italian Oven, and then we took a twilight walk around Ault Park. Pretty calm, very nice, nothing spectacular. Wednesday I had class, and then met up with Aaron and his friends at The Pub in Rookwood for a commemorative drink. Didn't get home too late, which was nice. Thursday we were supposed to have counseling, but BuildingFAIL! The a/c went out, and my counselor got a hold of me at 5:15 as I was heading out. So we took the night off to watch Kick-Ass and he actually COOKED! Gasp! for the first time in AGES. Homemade burritos FTW. Friday was the shelter, and then his band had a show at Northgate Tavern with Switchblade Syndicate. The girl in that band can SING, what a great voice! And only $5 for their EP :)
Saturday we'd made tentative plans to go hiking, but wound up going canoeing with Aaron's friend J and a small portion of his family. I've never been, and it was awfully nice to indulge my water baby tendencies. (I am a Pisces, after all.) We rented canoes and did an 8-mile trip, stopping here and there for breaks, noshing, and beer re-filling. Canoeing, in general, = cabrewing from what I understand. We kept our beer light, J made us sammiches, and we packed in gatorade. The weather turned out perfect, after some rain squalls in the morning, and we picked up some sun. And during the trip, I didn't really notice how much work I was doing by paddling, but I ACHE today. My entire upper body is tired, and I have bruises on my legs from hauling the canoe over a stretch of land when we took a wrong turn :P Then homeward bound for cheeken weengs and a final beer... and then we COLLAPSED. We'd put in Old School to watch, made it maybe a quarter of the way through, and then I woke up as the credits were rolling. We slept in hard this morning, let me tell you.
Today is a boatload of nothing, except for that dinner... and Aaron is currently in the kitchen makin' up a batch of chili, and it smells delicious in our house.
Last night I had a Stupid!Epiphany. (It deserves it's own name because it's one of those things that is absolutely obvious once you've realized it.) I am still so hurt and angry because I love him. That's actually been a great thing to realize. It makes me want to work. It makes me want to find a way to help heal ourselves. Stupid!Epiphany isn't a magic fix or anything, but I feel better for having realizing it. If I wasn't still hurt and angry - if the things that have transpired didn't stir up my feelings like that - then that would be a sign that there wasn't as much love as I thought. I can work for love, but I won't go through this for less than that.