Last night was some fun stuff. I decided to take up the long board again because the extra shifts I wanted to pick up fell through, and it became clear to me that I had yet another free night before my work truly starts. Heading down a familiar path, I got in some good practice and calf exercise before having to dip and evade the police. I think I might buy some furniture from my girlfriend's grandparents. They're amazing people and I think throwing some money and interest their way for things to furnish my new home might be a show of good faith in the relationship (plus I just really like those people). The night was a long one but by the time I went horizontal, I'd seen yet another movie (Man Up) and eaten more food out of boredom.
That was not a cohesive paragraph at all.
Today was very nice, though not as eventful as I would have liked. I guess I'm even more of a busy body than I originally thought. With the initial onset of summer I thought no amount of free time would ever be enough relaxation, but now I'm back to constantly searching for goals to meet and things to do (funny because I'm working 40 hours between Tuesday and Friday). This is slightly complicated by my terrible sleep schedule, but eh. The lady friend called me this morning and it was unexpectedly satisfying. She mentioned how odd it was that it had been a week or so since she'd last heard my voice, and until then I hadn't realized that I really did miss that simple phenomenon as well. Her voice has lots of pep that sort of sprinkles over all her cynicism and I like it.
At noon my mom treated us to some Pho-- which proved a very interesting experience. Going in I would've figured that with her we would've been much chattier, because you know how mothers tend to be more agreeable than fathers, but that was not the case. We talked exponentially less so than when we dine with my dad present. We had the single, odd conversation about high school social functions and my dad's childhood popularity, but aside from that only the sound of food slipping out of my chopsticks broke the silence. The silence was quite uncomfortable. Or maybe... it was best described as stubborn. Hard to explain, ya just gotta know what I'm talking about.
Anyway, directly after I went and worked out with my younger brother I enjoyed a hearty dinner and have since been lying around looking for stimulation. But I feel very much "me" today, which was a bit of a delicacy during the school year. I fully expect the rest of my day to be spent reading and watching netflix, which is definitely a valid course of action, but satisfying? We shall see. Either way,
Today was a good day.
PS I'm having my girlfriend crash at my house for the weekend while my Dad and younger brother are out, and I have a weekend chocked full of activities planned. And my Brouse (spouse out of a bromance) is coming home from Utah this Wednesday.
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