Well, last night was interesting.
I had actually fallen asleep on the sofa at around 3, and woke up a few hours later.
I am in the constant “cleaning my room” phase right now. I want to reorganize stuff that has been building up in the past and make it more efficient and accessible.
Later, I went over to EyeAndWhy’s place, where we hung out, had a few drinks and schmoozed. Eventually, we headed out to a club downtown called the “Stanga” where there was a pretty decent cover band going at it on the stage. Nice tunes, ok performance.
At some point I realized that with all these flirty little chicklets around, and the entire superficiality of it all, that all I wanted was for Shabbat to be over so I could see Shannon again.
Am I getting too emotionally attached too fast? I don’t know, but I know that when we’re together, and when we talk on the phone, I don’t want it to end. We usually part ways with very logical arguments such as, “You’ve got to get up at the crack of dawn tomorrow, so let’s call it a night.” Does that sound weird?
I am NOT looking forward to Tuesday, when I will be heading down to Beer Sheva early to catch a nasty bus to a military command training facility for my annual reserve duty. I have placed a formal request for either a delay or cancellation of this one, but due to the timing involved, that wasn’t processed correctly. I am on fairly good terms with my liason officer, so if they need 10 people and they get 11 or more, I’m number 1 on the discharge list. So at he best, I’ll lose a day or two. At the worst, 21 days in fatigues. Ugh.