The Morning After Saturday, May 23, 1998 -- 8:40 AM Well, I had a heck of a time getting hold of Jevim yesterday. I took a quick bath when I got home and tried calling his office, but no one answered. I wanted to take a nap, so I didn't leave him any voice mail message. I slept a couple hours, and then the cat came in and started climbing around on things and I guess that's what woke me up. I think I tried calling Jev again, but still no answer. Feeling lonely and hoping to find someone to talk to, I hopped online. Of course, none of my friends were on, since they all have lives and jobs and all that fun stuff, but I lurked on IRC, hoping Jev might show up (he did a couple days ago, so I thought maybe he'd try there before calling). He did show up a bit before his workday was done, and we chatted a little... I told him what had happened, and we chatted about this and that for a few minutes, until he had to go find a ride to the minor league baseball game his department in the company got the box seat tickets for. He said he'd talk to me tomorrow (that's today, now), if not later that night, and he headed off. I spent much of the afternoon and evening online, lurking and hoping to find someone to talk to. I read messages on the journalers' mailing list, and made longish responses to a couple -- I'm usually pretty quiet on the list -- and then lurked in newsgroups some. Around ten, friends started showing up on IRC, so I hung around in my usual channel, hoping Jev would eventually hop online. He didn't, and I finally got tired enough that I figured I could fall asleep without hearing his voice. I left him a message asking him to call no matter how late it was, and went to bed, taking the cordless phone with me so it would wake me up when it rang. It didn't have to. As soon as I turned out the light, the phone rang. It was Jev, and he'd tried to call earlier, but the line was busy (of course). I told him I'd left him a message online to call, but he said he hadn't been online (which I already knew since AOL instant messanger would have told me he was on). Anyway, his phone was being extremely annoying, with this loud buzz we had to talk over and try to hear each other over. It was really frustrating, because I was needing to hear his voice -- without the damned buzzing -- and he was getting annoyed by the buzzing, and was sleepy, and didn't want to talk long. He eventually said he'd talk to me sometime this evening, and we said our goodbyes. Me, I was fighting back tears that would only have made him upset too. The phone acting up wasn't his fault and it was something beyond his control, and trying to hear him over the buzzing wasn't doing any good for my already strained nerves and I didn't feel like fighting it anymore. I turned off the phone after he hung up, grabbed my bear, and cried into his fur for a little bit. After that little rainshower was over, I got comfortable, and I must have fallen asleep pretty quickly. I woke up a couple times in the early morning hours, but that's typical for me. My bladder usually can't make it through the night without needing to be emptied at least once. When I got up around 8, Mom was gone. Before my trip to the hospital, she had planned on going up to Iowa to put flowers on her parents' and aunt's graves. I didn't know if she'd still planned on going, but apparently she had. I have the house all to myself this morning; all four cats were sleeping on her bed when I checked (looking to see if Mom had really gone). Usually, she comes in and says goodbye when she's leaving for Iowa, but I guess she figured I needed my rest. Anyway, here I am, sitting in my pink Pooh & Piglet jammies (I needed something comforting last night, and these are nice and soft and cuddly), and not really sure what to do with myself today. I don't really want to be alone, but I don't think I'll find Jev online until this evening. In one of my posts to the journal list yesterday, I mentioned that I was adopted, and asked if there was a ring for adoptees. I got a response saying no there wasn't, but it was an excellent idea, and asking if there were any volunteers. I already manage one good-sized ring (50 or so ring members) and it's something I think I can handle, but I've been trying to come up with a name for it. I can't think of anything 'catchy' so to speak, just The Adoptee Journals but I think I'll log on and check mail and see if anyone else has run with the idea yet. It would give me something to do today, at the very least. 8:53pm I finally decided that if I didn't start the process of changing over to my new format, I'd just keep putting it off. Since I'd brought up the question of whether or not there was a 'burb/ring for adoptee journalers and was told no, I went ahead and set one up (only to find out other people had volunteered -- ooops!) and since I did that page with the new layout, I decided to change over the index, and the new pages that it links to. I still have several pages I'll want to change: rings pages, journal index (which will really get a makeover, and whatever else I'm forgetting. Had another sort of close encounter with a bug today. This one was dead though... some golden beetle-looking thing that was, of all places, in the kitchen sink! Ugh! Then later, as I was making dinner, a smallish moth came at me at the edge of my peripheral vision, and I thought it was another of the beetles and squeaked. Great Hunter Spot took care of the moth for me. Serves it right for scaring me, don't you think? || Previous Entry | Next Entry || || Home | Journal Index || < back two < previous < [ list all | next five | random ] This Webring site owned by Lisana. > next > ahead two > [ about open pages | about webring ]