Soft-Haired Goddess

So, I survived a weekend alone. Actually, I quite enjoyed it once I got used to it.

Dropped Jason off at the airport on Friday. It always astonishes me that I never see any other couples trying to get as much contact in as possible while waiting for the plane to arrive. If it weren't for those damn armrests, Jason and I would be curled up close together. I've actually attempted to sit in his lap before, but the armrests dig into my back then. It's not like we're making out in the airport, just hugging. Hugging a LOT. Trying to get all the touch in before he goes away again.

I didn't cry this time. I'm proud of that; it certainly wanted to come but I fought it off. I mastered the lonliness and kicked it away and left myself to deal only with the impatience, which is an annoyance rather than a pain, and I can deal with annoyance.

That night I rented A Fish Called Wanda, which I had never seen, and also The Pompatus of Love, simply because my eyes caught it in the comedy section and I remembered Rachel talking about it here. They were both good movies - Wanda for the pure comedic slapstick value, and Pompatus for the truthfulness in how they handled relationships. Next I'll have to pick up In the Company of Men, which was recommended to me long ago by Jason Graham. I also picked up Miss Congeniality on Saturday but I never ended up watching it this weekend, so I'll be seeing it one of these nights coming up.

All of Saturday - literally the whole day - and most of Sunday were spent with my nose in my copy of Atlas Shrugged. This is, oh, the fifth or sixth time I've read it. I love reading that book. I respect the heroes, and I see them as descriptions of people I can not only look up to, but also stand as equals of. It's so nice to be able to smile while reading a book, and know that things make sense.

Alas, work calls... My computer is still in the shop and, sadly, so is Jason's (or at least he warned me it was a possibility and he hasn't been online all weekend since getting home), so I'm still confined to getting online from work.

Oh, and I think I aced my linear exam this morning.

Soft-Haired Goddess

So, I survived a weekend alone. Actually, I quite enjoyed it once I got used to it.

Dropped Jason off at the airport on Friday. It always astonishes me that I never see any other couples trying to get as much contact in as possible while waiting for the plane to arrive. If it weren't for those damn armrests, Jason and I would be curled up close together. I've actually attempted to sit in his lap before, but the armrests dig into my back then. It's not like we're making out in the airport, just hugging. Hugging a LOT. Trying to get all the touch in before he goes away again.

I didn't cry this time. I'm proud of that; it certainly wanted to come but I fought it off. I mastered the lonliness and kicked it away and left myself to deal only with the impatience, which is an annoyance rather than a pain, and I can deal with annoyance.

That night I rented A Fish Called Wanda, which I had never seen, and also The Pompatus of Love, simply because my eyes caught it in the comedy section and I remembered Rachel talking about it here. They were both good movies - Wanda for the pure comedic slapstick value, and Pompatus for the truthfulness in how they handled relationships. Next I'll have to pick up In the Company of Men, which was recommended to me long ago by Jason Graham. I also picked up Miss Congeniality on Saturday but I never ended up watching it this weekend, so I'll be seeing it one of these nights coming up.

All of Saturday - literally the whole day - and most of Sunday were spent with my nose in my copy of Atlas Shrugged. This is, oh, the fifth or sixth time I've read it. I love reading that book. I respect the heroes, and I see them as descriptions of people I can not only look up to, but also stand as equals of. It's so nice to be able to smile while reading a book, and know that things make sense.

Alas, work calls... My computer is still in the shop and, sadly, so is Jason's (or at least he warned me it was a possibility and he hasn't been online all weekend since getting home), so I'm still confined to getting online from work.

Oh, and I think I aced my linear exam this morning.

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I broke 150, by the way. For the past 3 days it's been 149.x. Hooray! I celebrated by, um, well, I haven't celebrated. Whole lack-of-money thing. I have to go grocery shopping this week on ~$45... And if I have to buy gas, I have to go grocery shopping on ~$25. Bleh.

My clothes - well, pants - are starting to fit looser. My homemade bell-bottoms, who have a broken beltloop on the back from when I used to tug them up, now are a little baggy in the back/legs. This actually makes me feel more bad than good - all these wonderful clothes that I've gotten used to are soon going to be ebay/goodwill fodder. And I am going to need MONEY to buy new ones, even IF I only shop at TJ Maxx/Ross. No one around to donate size 10 clothing to me... heh. And since I don't want to buy new clothes until I have reached my goal (and I don't even know what my goal is, it's a general I'll-know-it-when-I-get-there type thing), I'm going to be wearing these too-large-for-me things for a while...

Boy, my problems are rough, aren't they. *snort at myself*

On a totally different topic, the idle thought came to me of officially changing my name from Julia to Juldea. It's... it's a nickname that means a lot to me, and stands for a part of me that I would like to express to the world. If you don't understand, that's fine. Anyway, it's just something I'm pondering. My parents would probably kill me. ;)

Back to my latest comic... and then to finish Atlas Shrugged!

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I broke 150, by the way. For the past 3 days it's been 149.x. Hooray! I celebrated by, um, well, I haven't celebrated. Whole lack-of-money thing. I have to go grocery shopping this week on ~$45... And if I have to buy gas, I have to go grocery shopping on ~$25. Bleh.

My clothes - well, pants - are starting to fit looser. My homemade bell-bottoms, who have a broken beltloop on the back from when I used to tug them up, now are a little baggy in the back/legs. This actually makes me feel more bad than good - all these wonderful clothes that I've gotten used to are soon going to be ebay/goodwill fodder. And I am going to need MONEY to buy new ones, even IF I only shop at TJ Maxx/Ross. No one around to donate size 10 clothing to me... heh. And since I don't want to buy new clothes until I have reached my goal (and I don't even know what my goal is, it's a general I'll-know-it-when-I-get-there type thing), I'm going to be wearing these too-large-for-me things for a while...

Boy, my problems are rough, aren't they. *snort at myself*

On a totally different topic, the idle thought came to me of officially changing my name from Julia to Juldea. It's... it's a nickname that means a lot to me, and stands for a part of me that I would like to express to the world. If you don't understand, that's fine. Anyway, it's just something I'm pondering. My parents would probably kill me. ;)

Back to my latest comic... and then to finish Atlas Shrugged!