A Letter from Mom

January 4, 1998

I never got the compiler installed yesterday... this certainly doesn't surprise me, but maybe I'll get it done today. Jevim hopped online yesterday evening and we visited and played some backgammon, then he had to give the phone up to his sister for about an hour, so I goofed off on IRC, visiting in a couple channels, and I watched Star Trek: Voyager, and noticed the UPN (the Paramount network) logo has started showing up on the screen, so I guess the channel is now a UPN affiliate. Maybe we'll start seeing shows on time instead of a week late!

Anyhow, when Jevim returned, we chatted a bit and were both watching Star Trek (DS9 for him), and I finished sending him a huge file that he couldn't download directly (which means I can now get it off my HD and have some space!!!). When DS9 was over (his had started on the hour, mine the half hour before), we finished our backgammon match from earlier. He trounced me in a five-point match, but it didn't bother me. He wanted another match, but it was already half past midnight for me and I was tired, so he asked if I felt like talking on the phone. I did, and I climbed in bed with my cordless and waited for him to call.

On the phone, he told me he was going to see about getting a job again while he was at school, so he could save up for a plane ticket for Spring Break, since my mom had invited him. I told him she'd asked if he said anything about the letter, and that I had no idea what she'd said in it, except to invite him. He dug out the letter and read it to me, and as I'd suspected, Mom had done her usual "Thank you for being such a good friend to poor little Lisana" routine that drives me crazy. "I'm glad she's getting a chance to do some of the things the rest of us take for granted," she wrote, and on and on. I was getting upset, but I also started crying, too, quietly though, so Jevim didn't know. He slipped into telling me how glad he was to have me in his life, and how much he missed me, and my smiles, and my 'beautiful eyes', and by then I really was crying, but they were happy tears. It amazes me at times, when he says things to make me realize how he thinks of me and how he feels about me... I can't believe I was so incredibly lucky to find him, and I can't wait until we can finally be together for good.

I really don't remember what else we talked about... he was telling me a bit about how his parents reacted when he introduced them to Emma and all, and that he was glad I was several hundred miles away when they first found out about me, so they couldn't put me or my mom through the third degree. *chuckle* His dad was asking me questions about myself and my family while I was there, but nothing that bothered me, really. I asked Jevim the other night if his parents had said anything about what they thought about me, but he said that they hadn't really.

Well, it's 10:02 on a Sunday morning, and a light rain is falling outside my window. Mom said something about doing laundry in a bit, so I guess we're not going to church, again. I can't really say that I would have gone anyway, so I guess it doesn't matter. Jevim was up past two his time, so I don't expect to see him online for a while yet. I don't have anything planned for the day, but sleep sounds nice, at the moment.... or maybe a bath.... bye for now...

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