A rather ambiguous change in events just occurred a little while ago when I called Shar¡. I had tried to call her all day yesterday but she had gone to the beach. There was also a problem with MCI's telephone network so that only one out of every ten calls were going through to Brandon. All I would hear was static but they said that it was ringing down there. I had the MCI operator helping me at one point and also called a couple of other numbers in Brandon just to make sure they hadn't call blocked me. I did talk to Buffy for about five minutes yesterday and she said that Christina denied everything I said and so on. She told me to hang in there. I then talked to her dad later on and he was telling me not to ever take anything he does to Shar¡ personally because I'm the last person in the world that he wants to run off right now. That was pretty cool. He also made it so that Christina isn't supposed to call their house at all anymore. That's good!!!
I did my best to keep Shar¡ out of my head all weekend and get back into the swing of things. I wanted to pull out of my mini depression that took over any time I had too much time to think about things. I hung out at the Florida Invitational volleyball tournament on Friday and Saturday nights. The Lady Gators played some awesome matches and I had a great time. I even flirted quite a bit. There was this one girl on the George Washington University whose parents had died on the big train wreck last week on their way to see their daughter play here. The audience was shocked and had a pretty emotional moment of silence. I really felt for the girl. There was also a girl on their team with the most beautiful ass and she really knew how to flaunt it. Her face looked a lot like Shar¡'s and I thought of her as being Shar¡ if she had stayed in school and kept playing volleyball. It was pretty interesting.
Jon, Ed, Roswitha, and I all went to the mall Saturday morning and did a little grocery shopping. That was pretty fun. I also have been playing a lot of pool the past couple days in my spare time.
I called her tonight and Buffy went and got her only after finding out my name. It didn't sound like she would have for anybody else. We started talking a little bit about what we've been doing.She did say that she thought I had fallen off the face of the earth because I haven't called and she hadn't gotten any letters. I asked her if it hadn't come and she admitted that she just got it today. She said that she'll write me back and mail it tomorrow.
She was telling me that her Aunt Carol is coming down next weekend and is taking care of Cord for just so she can see him. I thought that was a pretty amazing coincidence since the motive behind my call was to ask her if she wanted to come up over the weekend with Jon and Karen. I thought all along that she wouldn't want to and was putting off asking her until the end. I told her that reminded me of something I'm supposed to ask her, but she'll probably laugh at me. She wanted to know what and I told her. She said that she'd really like to and said that she'll try to get her mom to pick up Cord by Friday night and so forth. I was completely taken back by her "excitement" but did say that I won't get my hopes up too high in case she doesn't get to come, although I will. That completely raised my spirits again.
She was telling me that Christine met a guy at Mulligans on Friday night and they ended up going to the beach out by the Yukatan. I wondered to myself who she went with but don't really care. She said that just like Brian, she `fell in love' again with the guy after one night and is all depressed again. We both wondered at the same time how someone can fall in love after only a few hours with a person. I then said yeah, it took me nineteen years. She asked what, knowing exactly what I was talking about. I told her she did but she said that she wants me to say it. I then said that I waited nineteen years to fall in love. She asked if that was so hard. I told her that I have said it before so it shouldn't have been hard to figure out what I meant. She said that she knows, but she just wanted to hear me say it! We both had really cutesy voices through the entire conversation and it was rather interesting.
I guess I said something right in the letter.
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