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March 1, 2000 |
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This is going to be a bit of a strange entry today. I had a doctor's
appointment in the afternoon. As I drive to her office, I notice this 1966
red Ford Mustang that sits in the same spot every time I come this way. My
sister, Aileen also owns a classic
Mustang and I did for a while. Even now, I have an 1969 Camaro, which is certainly a cool car,
but not very practical. None who owns such a car can realistically say
that it is practical. Even if it were in perfect condition, cars are
simply made differently today than they were thirty years ago. I drive by
this red Mustang and I wonder a little about the owner and the little
misadventures. I wonder about how often it has failed to start and how
many times it has been broken down on the side of the road. I know that
the owner probably loves this car and would hate to part with it. Still I
drive by it every time I visit my doctor, and I think about it.
I'm supposed to be getting together with some of my friends today. Actually, it would be our typical gaming session, except that a couple of us are quitting the company. I hate to see them leave. It's always tough to see friends go and move on with their lives. You hope the best for them, but anytime you see this happen you stop and evaluate your life. It's a bit funny how this is. How sometimes we grow to resent our friends for reminding us of how empty we see our life. Although my life is just fine… or at least that's what I'm telling myself.
But missing the game session wasn't so bad. I called Pam and asked her how she was doing and that I would miss her for the weekend since she would be out of town. After talking for a short while, we made plans to meet tonight. I teased her about… well, let's just say I teased her. Neither one of us had dinner so those were our immediate plans.
I stopped by a store on the way to her place to pick up an electronic gadget for her. It's just a little something I thought she might enjoy. It's a pager of sorts.
I got to her place shortly past 7pm. I presented her with the little gift that I had picked up and we were toying with it for a while. We had an absolutely wonderful evening together, and no, I won't elaborate. If you're my friend and are really curious, send me mail. Incidentally, we never managed to get dinner. Unfortunately, I eventually had to get back to work; I promised that I would diagnose something before the morning meeting. It was another late night for me. I got home after 5am. I remember still having her scent upon me when I finally went to sleep and again when I woke. I liked that a lot. Do I have to shower?
March 1, 2000