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Feb. 14th, 2004
this is not my favourite day
Feb. 14th, 2004 07:18 pmSo, the cats got me up early again, and on my day off. I spent the morning genning up army lists for a WHFB game (as well as some for BloodBowl, in case my opponent didn't show.) Chris Stuart, the ex-commander from my reenacting unit, dropped off our ammo chest so I could take it to the event tomorrow (@Ft Ward Park in Alexandria), since he's going to be out in New Mexico by then, looking at houses (he and his wifee Hannelore are moving out there this spring). Then Christian called, all excited and happy, to tell me what a cool vacation she and Melissa are having in Arizona... and I ended up being late for my game.
Not only late, but I didn't recognize my opponent right away, and kept him waiting while I did another 15 minutes of shopping, which made me feel fairly stupid when he introduced himself. :-( We ended up battling for about four hours, at the end of which he had not only thrashed my army completely but occupied the objective which was the real focus of the battle. I'd had a pot of coffee and some toast around 10, and it was getting close to 6, so definitely time for dinner, which I bought and took home. I've eaten and watched an ep of Sports Night (I'm on to Season Three now, and it's being an antidote for the putrid ep of West Wing that we got this week, which I sat through grimly and then quickly deleted lest it leave ugly stains on my TiVo.)
So, now I'm spending the evening with my cats; I'd better make it an early night, too, since I need to get out to Ft Ward bright and early tomorrow.
And that won't be hard. I'm not really feeling like stretching out the evening much. I don't mind the odd evening by myself; in fact, I like them from time to time, especially if I don't have a lot to do; there's always good stuff on the TiVo waiting to be watched, music to listen to, or stuff to do on the computer. But the business of not having a special someone to spend my time with is getting kind of old.
I've one person I see from time to time, mostly in a friends kind of way. I don't really ever know when I'm going to see her (I emailed her about a week ago and got no reply), and we enjoy each other's company, but there's nothing romantic there. Megan and I broke up (well, basically, she stopped returning my calls or emails) about a year ago or more. The last time Chris and I were really effectively a couple was probably nearly that far back. So I've been without a love for about a year, and it's really getting me down. I'm not usually one for "Hallmark" holidays, but this is, what, the first time in 16 years I've been without someone special on Valentine's Day? And, being the essentially romantic person I am, that's got me pretty low.
Got a whole pile of new CDs yesterday, but I don't think I'll start listening to them right now. Songs about love and loss (my usual fare) are not what I want to hear tonight, and anything much more upbeat will be like nails on a blackboard, the way I'm feeling right now.
Well, seven o'clock. A movie, maybe, or some more Sports Night, and a glass of this nice single malt from Scapa Flow (but just one, since I'll be getting up early, and I hate having to get dressed out and stand around in the cold for hours when I've got a sore heid). And here's hoping that next February 14th finds me a somewhat happier badger.
Not only late, but I didn't recognize my opponent right away, and kept him waiting while I did another 15 minutes of shopping, which made me feel fairly stupid when he introduced himself. :-( We ended up battling for about four hours, at the end of which he had not only thrashed my army completely but occupied the objective which was the real focus of the battle. I'd had a pot of coffee and some toast around 10, and it was getting close to 6, so definitely time for dinner, which I bought and took home. I've eaten and watched an ep of Sports Night (I'm on to Season Three now, and it's being an antidote for the putrid ep of West Wing that we got this week, which I sat through grimly and then quickly deleted lest it leave ugly stains on my TiVo.)
So, now I'm spending the evening with my cats; I'd better make it an early night, too, since I need to get out to Ft Ward bright and early tomorrow.
And that won't be hard. I'm not really feeling like stretching out the evening much. I don't mind the odd evening by myself; in fact, I like them from time to time, especially if I don't have a lot to do; there's always good stuff on the TiVo waiting to be watched, music to listen to, or stuff to do on the computer. But the business of not having a special someone to spend my time with is getting kind of old.
I've one person I see from time to time, mostly in a friends kind of way. I don't really ever know when I'm going to see her (I emailed her about a week ago and got no reply), and we enjoy each other's company, but there's nothing romantic there. Megan and I broke up (well, basically, she stopped returning my calls or emails) about a year ago or more. The last time Chris and I were really effectively a couple was probably nearly that far back. So I've been without a love for about a year, and it's really getting me down. I'm not usually one for "Hallmark" holidays, but this is, what, the first time in 16 years I've been without someone special on Valentine's Day? And, being the essentially romantic person I am, that's got me pretty low.
Got a whole pile of new CDs yesterday, but I don't think I'll start listening to them right now. Songs about love and loss (my usual fare) are not what I want to hear tonight, and anything much more upbeat will be like nails on a blackboard, the way I'm feeling right now.
Well, seven o'clock. A movie, maybe, or some more Sports Night, and a glass of this nice single malt from Scapa Flow (but just one, since I'll be getting up early, and I hate having to get dressed out and stand around in the cold for hours when I've got a sore heid). And here's hoping that next February 14th finds me a somewhat happier badger.