Family Time
I love my sister, but she can be a humungous bitch. Yesterday I I had to print out a paper for my tennis class (yes, I'm taking a tennis class, and yes, we did have to write a paper for it.) My computer doesn't have the proper port for my printer cable, rendering the printer useless, so I asked if I could use my sister's printer instead. Instead of just saying yes to what is a relatively simple and non-threatening question, she proceeds to grill me for 10 minutes about why I have to use HER printer, why I can't use my own, why I can't print it on campus, why I even have a paper for a tennis class in the first place. If I had known it was going to be such a big deal to her I would have saved us both some aggravation and just printed the paper campus, even though that would have meant an unnecessary 45 minute trip for me. And I have to drive with her down to SA tomorrow for Thanksgiving. Of course, I could just tell her that I won't take her, but that's not gonna happen, because I'm a big pussy.
The girl I'm seeing is now officially my girlfriend, pretty much by default. I was at her place last night, and she called a friend of hers to ask if it was alright that I join them in watching a movie, and she referred to me as her boyfriend. I guess that wraps it up. I still have mixed feelings. I like her, and I was getting burned out from jumping from bed to bed, but I miss the very thought of being single, I miss the idea that, even though I really don't care to, I could just go out to a bar and pick up a girl if I felt like it. I can't do that anymore, and it kind of freaks me out. Of course, it freaks me out less and less over time, but it's going to be a few weeks before I'm completely over it.
I love my sister, but she can be a humungous bitch. Yesterday I I had to print out a paper for my tennis class (yes, I'm taking a tennis class, and yes, we did have to write a paper for it.) My computer doesn't have the proper port for my printer cable, rendering the printer useless, so I asked if I could use my sister's printer instead. Instead of just saying yes to what is a relatively simple and non-threatening question, she proceeds to grill me for 10 minutes about why I have to use HER printer, why I can't use my own, why I can't print it on campus, why I even have a paper for a tennis class in the first place. If I had known it was going to be such a big deal to her I would have saved us both some aggravation and just printed the paper campus, even though that would have meant an unnecessary 45 minute trip for me. And I have to drive with her down to SA tomorrow for Thanksgiving. Of course, I could just tell her that I won't take her, but that's not gonna happen, because I'm a big pussy.
The girl I'm seeing is now officially my girlfriend, pretty much by default. I was at her place last night, and she called a friend of hers to ask if it was alright that I join them in watching a movie, and she referred to me as her boyfriend. I guess that wraps it up. I still have mixed feelings. I like her, and I was getting burned out from jumping from bed to bed, but I miss the very thought of being single, I miss the idea that, even though I really don't care to, I could just go out to a bar and pick up a girl if I felt like it. I can't do that anymore, and it kind of freaks me out. Of course, it freaks me out less and less over time, but it's going to be a few weeks before I'm completely over it.
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