11:57 p.m. - 2005-04-24
This was Sunday.
News item: I have a new schedule. It doesn't make me love my job any more than I did, but I get an extra day off.
Last night, Darren and I went to my cousin's wedding. It was beeeautiful! It was in a gorgeous church, with lots of family, and a great reception.
An old high school acquaintance has been friends with my cousin for like 10 years, and he was there. He recognized me, but I wouldn't have recognized him if he hadn't come up and said hi. I realized how much I've forgotten about high school. Yay, in a way. In other ways, I don't feel good about not recognizing people.
I have a boyfriend now, and he's been hanging around trying to convince me to either let him in or run away with him (my telepathy is rusty). He's let himself in a couple of times before, too, like when I'm carrying groceries into the house and don't have any extra hands or feet to keep him from darting in. If he's around, and I walk up to my parents' house, he'll walk with me. I'm telling you, he's infatuated with me. That's why I've been calling him my boyfriend. Also, he's goth. Note the black eyeliner and black lipstick. He's so emo.
The only other news I can think of right now...wait, two things: first, I deserve a round of applause, but I'm not saying why. Second, I'm emailing in circles, trying to switch my cellphone from Cincinnati Bell to T-Mobile. I wanna use T-Mobile, but I don't want to buy a new phone because I just got one within the last two months. Cincinnati Bell is all, "Unlock codes? We don' know notheeng about no steenking unlock codes." And T-Mobile, of course, can't just pop a SIM card into my phone and expect it to work. I tried to contact the manufacturer, but they referred me back to Cincinnati Bell. Gah! Once I release myself from the nefarious grip of The Bell, I can rule the world.
Oh yeah, one more thing: prayers for Darren's uncle. He's very sick because of cancer, and may not be strong enough to handle any more chemo. He's already a survivor, but he's been fighting for so long. Whatever the outcome, we just want him to be comfortable.
Weird, it's a full moon and I haven't had any weird dreams this week.
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