Bad News

After a good night of OC, North Shore, and a strong glass of Crown and Coke I had another wonderful conversation with the beautiful JoAnne. She is delightful. Very much like myself. Not meaning that I am delightful, I mean that we have a lot in common. But, ya, for the record I am delightful as well. We are still "talking" even though there are 3 states inbetween us not including TX and FL. 1,000 miles apart. Thats a lot of miles. We had exchanged e-mails and we spoke of (in a joking manner) how it is probably a good thing that we are so far apart to keep us from ruining the experience by demanding too much of one another's time. Last night I said something along the lines of "it is allowing us to start a good foundation to build on". That is not what I said, but it is the general idea of it. I can't remember what I really said but she liked it. It put it plainly and the good thing is that we are both going into this with good attitudes. It is exciting in it's own right. So, I got here this morning and had an e-mail from her and I of course got excited until I started reading. I knew that she was going out with her sorrority sisters last night and was planning to drink. Ok, normal college life. The e-mail stated that there was something she wanted to talk about that was bothering her. It kinda gave me the assumption that she had met someone else or maybe re-kindled an old flame. My heart sunk deep into my stomach and I was preparing myself for the news to come. I was saddened by this, but I kept an open mind. I knew there was a possibility that it could all be my imagination because my past haunts me like that. I jump to conclusions in situations such as this. Kind of like the game in Office Space. Anyway, I waited a while to call her because that is what she asked me to do...let the booze run its path a little. She was still sleeping when I called, but she relieved me from my fears by giving me a brief synopsis of what she had to say. She knew some people who ended up knowing me from Marcus High School. They evidentally told her the story about my gym locker being terrorized by some people who I wish bad things would happen to. One of them already met his maker. Only about 4 more to go. I know, that's horrible isn't it. But, the incident was that bad of an experience for me. It was kind of embarassing, but to know that I didn't have to have the same kind of gut wrenching feeling that I had was greatness. I have to work this weekend and then on Monday I have to paint the Duty Office as my punishment for calling in late on Friday morning. I also ran into a guy that I knew from bootcamp, he wasn't in my division, but he was pretty cool. He was also in Mississippi for a minute while I was there. I got his number and we plan to hang out soon. He is here on TAD (Temporary Assigned Duty) so he won't be here for much longer, but it will be nice to go out with someone who is closer to my personality type. It will get me by for now. I can't explain how it made me feel when I saw him...hetero feelings just in case you were wondering. It was like...cool I could actually have a friend here now. Only to be crushed when he said hew wasn't going to be here long. But, I gotta take what life gives me and make the best of it. I am leaving work now. I gotsta go to the store and get some tooth paste and such. I need to buy me a TV too. Maybe I'll do that soon. I guess I will have to look on-line for a good deal. I also need to get my transcripts so I can go back to school while I am here. I have to do that. Late- Yoshwa