June 2002
June 11, 6:26 PM
Haven't written in some time and apologize. I have very limited access to internet these days. As it is I'm standing in Redcay Hall after class, typing away. I'm too lazy to walk over to the computer lab. I'm digging the new apartment lots. I still haven't settled into a good sleeping rhythm though. I don't think it has anything to do with the move so much as the place I am right now. Life is a little more hectic than usual. I'm working in the lock-up (making my own hours which is cool, but sometimes I get lazy and just don't want to go in so I don't). I'm taking this interesting class on sociology. I want more discussion, but the teacher tends to veer us away from it sometimes. It's only an intro course so we're not knee deep in the sociological effects of living in America.
Jim and I went to Chug-A-Mug last night and had so much fun. We meet up with Pino and Emily and much to my delighted surprise Lennaire and Larissa. The best part of the night was the sexy discussion of the power of ladies lingerie with Larissa. The boys opted out of that portion, guys underwear just aren't made sexy. In any case I'm having a good time and hoping I can continue this great trend of summer fun balanced with work and school. Not too bad so far.
As for the love life, no. It's non-existent. Every time I try to tell Rust how I feel things get complicated. Maybe I just don't want to tell him and that subconscious urge is driving me to meet him in situations where we can't talk about things openly. Maybe. I don't know; I don't care. I don't really have room for love. Sigh.
The muses have been with me. Perhaps it's because we don't have cable or even basic news channels at the house. I've been writing madly for at least a week now and I'm trying not to bleed myself dry while at the same time getting the most out of this creative flow. That's about up to date for now. I'll try to write again when something exciting happens, whenever that is. Grins and giggles,
C a Girl
June 20, 3:56 PM
*SIGH*
If this is love then you can keep it. I spent last night at Rust's house. Nothing happened, not that I wanted or expected it to. He was a perfect gentleman and an excellent host. However I am still having heart palpitations. I really like him and for some reason whenever I get the chance the words just won't come out. There was some random flirting, but no touching. He's not that kind of guy which makes him all the more dashing and charming. I think I'm hardcore hung-up on a boy named Rust.
I have also experienced my first somewhat random hook-up and I don't see what all the fuss is about. It was a few nights ago and the guy was a friend of a friend of a... you get the picture. He was friendly enough (VERY friendly) but a bit demanding for my taste. Shall we say, good girls don't kiss and tell, but I did maintain the 6 month rule. I have never broken it and I refuse to do so simply because some friend of a friend of a... you get the picture is horny. I have decided it was a once in a lifetime taste for the poor bloke and he will never get the opportunity to sneak up when my defenses are down again. I can be such a hormonal hussy sometimes and it drives me insane, but as for the hook up issue I'm done. Never again. At least I did exert some control and did maintain my official standards. It's the only rule I have with myself. It's golden and never fails. I'm not changing my mind about it now. I have to have known or been dating a person for six months before sexual intercourse can take place. This does not include fooling around, which I feel is slightly less personal and more about copulation than the emotional sharing of bodily fluids. Good to know I have standards at least.
I worked for the Burlington local 919 a couple of times. That's the technician's union over in Vermont. They overhire occasionaly and Kim recommended me. I love that guy. He's such a good person. I really liked working with them and I hope I get the opportunity again. It's a nice way to slowly work my foot into the door.
As for everything else, there is nothing to tell except that I have finished reading my third book since I moved into 64 Broad. The brilliant things we do when depraved of cable. Thank Buddah for that. It has reminded me of my finer hobbies from the early years. Take care and be well,
C a Girl