Entry for July 13, 1997

Sunday July 13, 1997 -- Random Fun and an Understanding

I'm a rich man. Rich in love and friends. The more I go through life, the more I realize how true, and important this is. I drove out to meet AceQuick and Violet yesterday, I also met KrmsnKrsh (I hope I got that right KK!), a friend of theirs, and we proceeded to teach Violet how to play AD&D. It was slow, at first, but by the end it was fun.
The only down side was the drive. It's about an hour drive to thier place, and we didn't break up the gaming until about 1:30 or so..maybe later. It was 3am when I pulled into my apartment complex. I about fell asleep on the way back.
Thankfully, I didn't fall asleep till I hit my bed, petting Maggie Cat.
I woke up late today..No surprise there. Azura called, and we talked for a bit. She's been working long hours lately, and I've missed her. Only a few days, though until I see her again (Thursday!)
Dad called a little while later, and we talked. He didn't mention that Mom had called and hung up, but I'm sure he knew. I'm sure that why he called. After all, recently it's been Mom that called with the laurel branch. Not that Dad was holding it out.
He did offer to come here, and help me deal with things. I just told him that he could come, and it would be appreciated, but that he could only help with the current spate of problems. That it wouldn't help with the cycle I go through. I told him I was going to get counselling; he seemed to think this was a good idea.
I'm not really sure where I got the idea that Dad didn't think much of psychiatrists. I always thought he had a really low opinion of it, and that opinion was one I held, until I went into therapy two years ago.
At the end of the conversation, he suggested calling Mom. I know what he was suggesting...that I be the one with the laurel branch. I will be, but not until I get the receipts she was so adamant about on Saturday.
On the whole though, he didn't seem really angry at me. One of Dad's surprising, understanding moments.
I spent a good part of the day finishing Small Gods by Pratchett. It's one of his Discworld novels, typically light fantasy. I've only read two or three of them. This one made me laugh as it made fun of all the philosopher's I've read, and religion too...I guess I'll have to hunt out some of the others.
I just keep repeating this over and over, like a mantra, only 4 more days, only 4 more days...
Generic Joe's A Typical Male

Sunday July 13, 1997 -- Random Fun and an Understanding
I'm a rich man. Rich in love and friends. The more I go through life, the more I realize how true, and important this is.		I drove out to meet AceQuick and Violet yesterday, I also met KrmsnKrsh (I hope I got that right KK!), a friend of theirs, and we proceeded to teach Violet how to play AD&D. It was slow, at first, but by the end it was fun. The only down side was the drive. It's about an hour drive to thier place, and we didn't break up the gaming until about 1:30 or so..maybe later. It was 3am when I pulled into my apartment complex. I about fell asleep on the way back. Thankfully, I didn't fall asleep till I hit my bed, petting Maggie Cat. I woke up late today..No surprise there. Azura called, and we talked for a bit. She's been working long hours lately, and I've missed her. Only a few days, though until I see her again (Thursday!) Dad called a little while later, and we talked. He didn't mention that Mom had called and hung up, but I'm sure he knew. I'm sure that why he called. After all, recently it's been Mom that called with the laurel branch. Not that Dad was holding it out. He did offer to come here, and help me deal with things. I just told him that he could come, and it would be appreciated, but that he could only help with the current spate of problems. That it wouldn't help with the cycle I go through. I told him I was going to get counselling; he seemed to think this was a good idea. I'm not really sure where I got the idea that Dad didn't think much of psychiatrists. I always thought he had a really low opinion of it, and that opinion was one I held, until I went into therapy two years ago. At the end of the conversation, he suggested calling Mom. I know what he was suggesting...that I be the one with the laurel branch. I will be, but not until I get the receipts she was so adamant about on Saturday. On the whole though, he didn't seem really angry at me. One of Dad's surprising, understanding moments. I spent a good part of the day finishing Small Gods by Pratchett. It's one of his Discworld novels, typically light fantasy. I've only read two or three of them. This one made me laugh as it made fun of all the philosopher's I've read, and religion too...I guess I'll have to hunt out some of the others. I just keep repeating this over and over, like a mantra, only 4 more days, only 4 more days... Generic Joe's A Typical Male

Sunday July 13, 1997 -- Random Fun and an Understanding