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February 4, 2000 |
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First things first. I was quite enchanted by Christy and our lunch date. Today is the following day and I
was still thinking about her. So I did a very Un-Frank thing, I
sent her some flowers… and a balloon. Just a little something to let
her know that she's on my mind. Actually, much of this stems from our
conversation during lunch. Maybe this is a mistake after having only one
date… and a lunch date at that. I suppose that I'm done with being
afraid of expressing my thoughts and emotions and second guessing myself.
I like her; I'm not ashamed of it. I won't intimidate myself into holding
back.
We had already made plans to meet again on Thursday. Oh, and the flowers
are supposed to arrive by 2pm today. I hope she likes them.
I have plans for lunch again today. Another lunch date? Relax. This one is with my good friend Trudy. This was actually a reschedule of last Friday's lunch. I originally tried to schedule lunch (or dinner) with her. She looked at me suspiciously… [Eh?] and said that I looked like I had big news? [Marriage? Quitting job? Lobotomy?] although she didn't give me specifics.
We went to Casa Vallarta, which is the default lunch restaurant that we, our group of friends, typically pick. We chatted a bit. I brought her up to date with all the things that had been going on in my life recently. The entire stripteasing incident. The number of new people that I had been seeing, which is incidentally very Un-Frank or maybe very Neo-Frank. We talked about some of our friends, what they were up to and how they were doing. Some of who had recently decided to leave the company.
It would appear that she, Aaron (who was visiting Trudy), and Rob had all seen me walk Christy back to her building yesterday. They all seemed to be incredibly amused and curious. They stood in the staircase speculating… [Sigh]
I was supposed to talk to Allison yesterday to make plans for tomorrow. We were playing phone-tag for a while. Last night I had fallen asleep early and I missed the last call because I had dozed off. I eventually did get in touch with her and make plans for tomorrow. We would be meeting at about 3pm.
I did get a call from Christy. Did she like the flowers? My heart was racing… She thanked me and seemed genuinely delighted.
Actually, today was a pretty busy day in term of phone calls. I got a phone call from my sister, Terry. More accurately, I got a voice-mail message from Terry. Not that I was being passive agressive at the time, I really wasn't in my office. It was a bit of a strange message. She was just thinking about me and called. [Eh?] I never know how to deal with Terry. She has this one habit that always puzzles me. We like any other siblings, get into our share of disagreements. Occasionally, one of us will become angry; that too is pretty natural. I suppose that my instinct is to try to talk these out immediately. It seems as though her instincts is to sit and stew for a while. That's okay too, we have different ways of dealing with things. Inevitably, we end up not talking to each other for a while. The one thing that really does bug me though, I that she eventually starts talking to me again. There's no mention of the argument, as though it had never happened. No wonder we never get anything resolved.
I also get calls from Nancy and Pam during the evening. Each of who just wanted to chat for a little while. I chatted on the phone while continuing my work.
I also made plans to ride around with Dugan tonight. No big deal. He's learning to drive and needs a licensed driver to accompany him. He drives to Crossroads to get dinner at the food court. I didn't get dinner with Dugan since I wasn't hungry yet, but enjoyed riding around with him. It was refreshing to see how much concentration it normally takes to drive. Sure eventually we become accustomed to it and have programmed responses to what we see, but the very beginning is pretty nerve-racking.
February 4, 2000