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Hey, good morning! I'm feeling bright eyed and bushy-tailed, cause I got thirteen hours of sleep. Did I need it? Does the pope wear a funny hat? I got home last night and crashed on Siddy's couch. The next thing I new, I was stumbling up the stairs with my arm around Jesse (and a good thing, too... without her, I would probably have been plummeting down the stairs instead of stumbling up them) and they put me to bed. Thanks, girls.
So why was I so tired? Because web design is a fearfully exhausting way to make a living! Nah, just kidding. I spent the weekend in Atlanta visiting with Beth. Travel wears ya out.
I hooked up with Dan, who wanted to go and see his lady, Darlene, who also lives in Atlanta. We got together and hitched a ride with Tad, 'cause he had a video shoot up there. For the whole week before the trip, we juggled the details necessary to make it happen, and then everything just came together on Friday. So, come Friday afternoon, we packed our stuff in the van and took off.
It was a mellow weekend. Spent most of the time snuggled up with Beth, listening to the rain fall and talking.
Beth who?
Beth and I met over the Net the day I went into the hospital for my BMT. She found my site by accident (she was trying to get to her "My Yahoo" page, and hit Yahoo's pick of the week by accident... and thus saw my page) and emailed me. Within an hour, we were chatting on IM, and we've talked almost every day since. Before this weekend, I'd only seen her in person once, when she came to the hospital to visit me.
I gues this weekend was amazing because it was so mellow. Beth and I fit together easily. Conversation flowed. It was natural to stand together, easy to fall asleep snuggled up together, easy to wander around a store together or seperately. The excitement of being with a new person was there, but it flowed underneath a comfortable feeling of shared self-awareness. Does that make any sense? It didn't feel like either of us was working at the other.
Ya know, usually I don't have any problems at all articulating what I feel, but most of the stuff I feel towards her wants to stay inside. Odd. Maybe I'll write some more later. Meanwhile, back to an account of what we did:
Went out to eat Saturday night at the restaraunt where Christy and Doug are working. Nice Italian place, good food. Beth and I met Chris Sunday morning at a coffee shop in Little Five Points, about a block or so from Beth's house. Walked up the hill in the rain, sat and talked about the Internet ('cause we're Net geeks, dammit) and such, then headed over to Stefan's Vintage Clothing. That place is awesome! I can't wait until I've got the money for Christy to take me shopping there. She says she's gonna outfit me in high-waisted pants, suspenders, fedora and spats. Sounds good to me. I also found a pair of Buddy-Holly-lookin' glasses and a groovy hat. I had to buy the hat.
See? Anyway, we hung out with Chris for a while, and then I had to get up to Vinings to meet Darlene and Dan. Beth took me up there in her '64 Catalina (way cool ride) and dropped me off.
The ride back to Mobile was cool. Tad and DeWayne sat in the back and watched a movie, and Dan and I talked about the girls we were going to miss until the next time we could get to Atlanta.
Life's weird, but fun. I have no idea where this is all going, but it feels good.
In other news: they took the catheter out of my chest! I'm cordless, baby. Of course, they weren't really PLANNING to do so. But dammit, they didn't tell me I was supposed to start flushing the thing. So it got all clogged up. Out it came. Which means I now get stuck with needles every time I go to the Doc's, but who cares? I'll gladly trade that for having a plastic tube dangling out of my chest like a Borg.
I've gotta get to work. Y'all take it easy.
Peace.