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_________________ Saturday 24 February 2001 11 04 pm pst [ rex ] I sometimes call Matthew Rex, or refer to him as being Rex. Rex stands for Grouchasaurus Rex and I call him that an awful lot too. I feel that torture or prodding is the only appropriate remedy for grouchiness. But tonight I'm Rex. Matthew and I had the most magnificent dinner date with Kathy and Mark (of ShrineToChevys.com fame). We both agreed as soon as we left them that we'd like to spend a whole lot more time with them. I am planning on proposing a game night when I am next in town. The two of them are so honest and genuine that you just can't resist them! But at dinner I ate too much and couldn't stand sitting any longer and then as soon as I got in the car I was hit with a bout of insecurity that K&M must have thought I was rushing things. When I am plagued with guilt it is truly ridiculous. Admitting to being Rex didn't help alleviate my anxieties, despite Matthew's efforts to comfort me. I feel spoiled and that only makes me more grouchy. I think I need to immerse myself in a book.
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