Rachel's Daily Diary

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  Thursday
  25 May 2000

12 24 pm pdt   [ pillows ]

 

"We need more pillows. If we live together, can we get more pillows?" We are laying in bed. He is sleeping sporatically. I am stationed with my laptop. I played around with /blink/playbin/ this morning and now I'm grouchy that I took Flash off my machine and I can't make a swank Shockwave animation today.

 

I have had three substantial mosquito bites on my legs for several days, but today i awoke with two fresh bites right on my face. My first thought is that I am going to make the Chevys crew recoil in horror when I meet them on Saturday. Matthew has tried to comfort me, but there really consolation. I am going to look scary, and will probably be A)camera shy or B) Photoshop goddess for the next few days...

 

I have come to the sad conclusion that being with Matthew makes me tired. I used to think my lack of energy was due to school, but now I have concluded it is him. I don't know if it is because I don't get as good of a night's sleep or because he just wears me out but I find the discovery to be rather disheartening. In an attempt to quell my energy drain, I intend to take a long walk today.

 

10 33 pm pdt   [ bonus walk ]

 

Matthew talked SGI into a signing bonus, which makes me a little sick since he got offered more than three times what I'm going to be making (yes, I am really close to admitting that I am going to take the fun low-paying job). We will probably be going to look at cars for him this weekend. He is drooling over the Integra type R.

 

I told him I really wanted to go for a walk, and though he threatened to take a cab home, I convinced him to walk all the way to Tower Video to return The Show (1995), then to stop by the swings I discovered on the way home.

 

Our walk was absolutely wonderful. We sat for a bit on campus and I told M how proud I am of him. He feels embarrassed for wanting nice things, but I let him know that this is the payoff for all his hard work. How many men do you know that cried at their graduation? My man is such a cutey patutey...

two years ago today: I didn't write because I had to reconfigure my mom's computer to get internet access and that took a week.

one year ago today: I was packing up my apartment and reading Cryptonomicron.

six months ago today: "I sang loudly. There is something very confortable about occupying a space with someone, and not needing to fill it with conversation."

one month ago today: "I don't normally write about sex. You might have noticed. The reasons are many-fold."

 

 

 

 

 

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