MY LIFE - JULY

Tuesday, July 2, 2002

For the first time since my breakup with Tab, I went on a date with another girl. It is a milestone event, not because it's been virtually impossible to get a date with anyone that really interests me, but rather, because after meeting this girl, going to dinner, and watching some tv (which I think helped nearly lull her into sleep), I felt like I really liked this girl.

That date was really the bright spot in a really long day that started with the dogs waking me up at 9 in the morning because they heard my mom talking on the phone. Then my mom and sister left and left me the little puppy, Cujo, for me to watch over. That didn't go too badly, other than Cujo's insistence on trying to get into everything outside. She is a garbage picker, something we're going to have to really work at improving.

Meanwhile, my feet got scorched because I forgot to wear my shoes out on the black top parking lot, which made getting the dog back in interesting. More than one person was staring at me as I ran my way back across the parking lot and right up the steps to our room.

In between all that and actually leaving for my date, I watched MTV and managed to now get that damn Shakira song into my head. This was 15 hours ago and it won't go away. Now, I have nothing against Shakira, but when that song is running through your head repeatedly, it does tend to get old. Oh, and aggravating as well.

I cut my hair, washed up, got myself ready, and left for my date around 5:15. I got out later then I wanted to because my mom didn't get home until then, but I was still in Alliance by about 7:30 to see Rena.

First impression? She looked pretty good. She was easy to talk to, even if she didn't always give a long response to whatever I was babbling about. We went for a walk in the park while I showed her some pictures of the house and the animals, then we went and ate at Bob Evans, then we got milkshakes from Dairy Queen, although hers wasn't very good and we both forgot about mine.

We then went back to her house and we watched tv (oh, do I have something to work with with that American Idol show) before she started getting tired. I think a combination of there being nothing on, me being too shy to really ask her any real questions, and the heat helped her get drowsy.

So, at 11pm, she walked me outside, we kissed, held each other for a little, and then basically decided to get together again, which I'm hoping means that she liked me.

All that aside, she seems like she's really nice. I can't seem to see why she's had such bad luck with guys, but then I don't know the guys she's been with and I don't really know exactly what she's looking for. For all I know, I could just be another stop in her quest to find love, but here's hoping that's not the case.

She's in school, she has a steady job, we tend to do a lot of things the same, and there was just something else that I liked about her, something I can't really put into words. I felt really comfortable around her, something that I can't say always happens. No, I wasn't how I normally can get, but that usually starts showing up after a couple more dates together. My sense of humor tends to show up more then.

All in all, I was happy with the date and hope to get with her again. Whether anything really serious develops out of this remains to be seen, but I certainly wouldn't complain if that was the case.

In the meantime, I got home at around 12:30 and the first words out of my mom's mouth involved the dogs. Apparently, she had gotten a pretty good migraine and hadn't gotten them yet. So there went my plan of coming home, going to bed, then waking up with some decent sleep for tomorrow. Instead I'm going to be tired, grumpy, and probably won't wake up fully until around 1 or 2pm.

I did go and get them though and I still don't know what Dan's (my sister's boyfriend) problem is with them. Yeah, Shade tried to get in the front seat once, but I threw him right back into the backseat and he didn't try it again. Anubis, he doesn't try anything other than to look out the windows. It was a pretty smooth ride, but I had a headache by now and was not exactly in a great mood. I'm still not, but I feel a little better now that I've written about that and my date.

No matter what, I still need to get into the shower and clean myself up, then try and get some sleep.

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Speaking of Dan, something's up with him and he's not telling us what's going on. Last night, he never came home and never called despite Teresa leaving four messages for him. This after my mom kind of got after him after he let his friend stay the night and play my videogames all night while sitting on my bed. I never really made an issue out of it, but upon discovering what other activities this friend was partaking in, I am now a bit pissed at Dan.

First off, he let his friend use my mom's computer without her permission. That's mistake one. Mistake two is thinking that I didn't see what he was looking at while online. I know what warez programs our and I don't think a site with the name "hacker" in it's address means anything good. Mistake three was for Dan to delete the program out of our computer as if it never existed.

Smart move by a computer expert, except he didn't clear out the cache files and I was able to look up the sites that this friend had gone to and pretty much bust both of them red-handed.

So it's no wonder why I haven't seen him two days now. He's not stupid either and he probably figures I'll be in his face, not for that, but for the way he's treated my sister lately. I'm not happy with him and I will not hesitate to say anything about it, even if it means getting my ass kicked. I do not accept people messing with my family or anyone else I care about like that.

If he does come back, he certainly will not be playing any of my video games without my permission and he will NOT be playing all night anymore. I'm already out of whach with sleeping from these dogs. I do not need his assistance.

All in all, Dan does have his good moments. Unfortunately, he reminds my mom and myself of our dad, only Dan's not on drugs or alcohol. That's what scares us and makes me wonder about him sometimes.

God bless the kid, he means well, but he's still got some things to learn. He's going to learn them the long way.

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I don't know what's going on, but this year, I seem to have 10 times as many dead bugs splattered on my windshield. Never before have I ever even noticed one, then this summer, they're all over the place. My windshield is prime real estate for bug roadkill right now and it's such a pain in the ass to get it off the car.

I mean, I know it's nothing that serious, but why now? Is there some sort of big-ass sign in the windshield that says hit me? I watched one completely disintegrate into my windshield tonight as I drove home from Rena's. This sucker just hit right in the middle and is now one of about 50 splats on the windshield.

Shade got nailed by a bug on the way back to the room tonight too. One minute, his head's out the window, the next, he's shaking his and a bug falls off his head somewhere into my backseat.

I just don't get it.