WordPerfect is a gift from God.
I finally got around to typing out my letters to send back home. I’ll have to send them out tomorrow, and they should arrive to people’s mailboxes by Monday. Unfortunately, I never got around to finishing them all, and I never got around to getting Kara’s address, so I’ll have to send her letter out a little later than everyone else.
In news that shocked even myself, Darryn actually called me back tonight. I’ve been calling him every night after seven and he usually tells me he’ll call me back. I give up after an hour [impatience] and call him. Tonight, I decided to wait it out. I waited for three hours before he finally called me. It’s nice to know someone takes the time out of their day to give you a ring on the phone.
Darryn’s been spending a lot of time applying for jobs and picking out an outfit for this weekend’s pride events in San Francisco. This weekend, I was supposed to be in Sacramento, but plans got cancelled. I’ll be spending the weekend by myself. I’ve already determined I won’t be calling Darryn this weekend because he’ll be with a friend doing pride stuff in the city. I’m not going to call Jacob, Chris or practically anyone this weekend because I’m sure they’ll be busy with stuff. I’ll need to find something to satiate my time.
I’ve given up calling Jacob altogether. Our calls never last more than ten minutes. It’s because Jacob is tired. I tell him he should go to sleep, so it’s almost like I’m killing any socializing we’d be doing. I know, it’s completely my fault. I shouldn’t be complaining.
Lauren and I had a conversation tonight that I almost wish we didn’t have. It was about Jacob. I don’t like talking about it because a lot of feelings are revived. Feelings I should be leaving behind in El Paso, but feelings I can’t seem to bring myself to leave behind.