Today started as a bit of a lazy day. Pam and I
didn't leave for lunch until about 2pm. I looked forward to spending the
day with my girlfriend. She wanted to get Indian food. There were a
number of places we could go. My first suggestion was India Gate
Restaurant. We were driving her car today, not for any particular
reason, but we just were. It still has expired tags, but who's counting?
Damn!We finished lunch, and made one quick stop. We needed to get her a paper shredder. There are the vast array of shredders and Pam wanted me to help her pick one. I suggested she get a cross shredder since they were the most secure. We picked one out and went to the checkout. We then headed back to my office. After some investigation at work, I found that the bugs were going to take a considerable amount of time. I really had two choices, I could stay here for now and probably eat up most of the day while Pam sits bored in my office OR I could spend the afternoon and evening with her and come back late at night and do an all-nighter. It would mean that I would not be spending the night at Pam's. We went back to her place and hanged out for a while. We watched the final episode of Party of Five. It was a good episode, I'm glad they ended it in a good way. It wasn't simply another episode, it was turning a new leaf for everyone. It showed a promise of the future and detachment from the past. I really liked it. Pam and I watched it on the couch. It was a cozy moment and one I really enjoyed spending with her. We decided to get dinner at the Thai place a few blocks away. I hated not being able to spend the remainder of the weekend with her. Yes, I have only been spending half the weekeneds with her the past few weeks, but this was different. I had planned to spend the weekend with her and now I had to break those plans. I hated that. As we were getting ready for dinner, I got pretty upset and emotional, and then so did she. It was quite the mess. We had a bit of a quiet dinner. It was nice, but we didn't have much to say. It was a bit like a sad farewell dinner at least until the following week. I hated this, but duty calls. May 6, 2000 |