Worus

Things have been good on some levels of my life, lately, and not so good on others.

I’ve been big into trying to improve myself in various aspects of my life. I try not to complain when asked to help around the house. I’ve made a larger aspect to hang out with Mandy and White, though the rest of the group is sorely missed. Hanging out in the middle of the week does that. I’ve even been trying to do things that are good for my health, such as obligatory Dance Dance Revolution and eating right. Another positive is that I’ve tried to read more. I’ve been reading The Stories of Eva Luna on break at work a few days a week. It’s hard to get too attached too, since it’s all short stories. Still, and active mind is a healthy one. I’ve done some coding on a new project to implement the MetaWeblog API in a Gtk# application. I didn’t find time for that this week.

In relationship land, things are sketchy, to use a Mandy word. We’ve been spending more time together, and that’s really good, but I have some beef to pick that I really feel like if I do that there’s something more serious wrong. In other words, it is my feeling that if the problem isn’t solved, or at least addressed, without intervention, then the solutions will only be temporary. As a result, I sit and wait, acting my best, and hoping that things will get better. I guess I just have to believe.

Part of what’s come from all of this relationship-y stuff is that I’ve been celibate for a really long time now. It wouldn’t be a problem, but I’m in a relationship that has been sexually active for several years, so there’s no reason I shouldn’t be getting any. As a result, I’ve put on a counting anklet. Every week that I go by celibate, I tie another bead to the anklet. Definately not cool, and I’d definately rather be counting something else with the anklet. Whatever, though At the very least, I can be thankful that, for some strange reason, this anklet helps me keep my sanity over the whole issue.

I bought a new shirt today! It’s a Metroid shirt! I’m mad excited about it. I’ve needed new clothes for a long time, and I’ve either not had the money, been unable to find things that I like, or not had the time to look. I’m going to make an effort to slowly replace some of the more worn parts of my wardrobe now that I’m out of school and making money.

I got to talk to Beth today, too! She called me during her evening commute. We talked for about an hour, which was cool. It may sound tacky that she’d call during her commute, as if I’m not important enough to get any “better” time slot, but I don’t think of it like that at all. We had a wonderful conversation, and I was absolutely delighted to talk with her. Uh oh. I’m writing fabulously, again. In any case, it sounds like she’s doing really well out there, and I’m super happy for her.

HIV Coalition was today. It was okay. Some new guy, Tom, from Planned Parenthood showed up. It was him, Peggy, from the AIDS Project, the two County women, and me. The low attendence was because the County women didn’t send out a reminder. It was storming hard, too, so we kind of stalled for time chit-chatting. Okay times.

I thought that I was going to have tonight free. Linda was hit with the flu, so now I’m going to be going and facilitating Safe Space. I’m not so sure about this, but whatever.

I saw Beth off this morning as well, but I’ll write more on that later, I’m going to be late if I don’t hop in the shower.