My nose ran away…

Well finally got my throat to where it doesn’t hurt like crazy (poppin cough drops like crazy) trying to get comfortable so that I can go to my old old Church in Edison to honor with the Church my Grandparents (who both passed away a few years back) - my grandfather was the man who started the church, I miss the ol guy, always went fishing with him, learn about patience, how to get out of the aquaduct, etc :) and my grandmother taught me to cook some, do simple sewing (I can re-attach a button!), and how to use Public Transportation (though I still have not mastered it) - they were good folk, I learned a lot in life from them.

I am feeling some better, currently can breathe so that’s a winning battle, but just keep having to cold compress my eyes as they are burning up along with my head and neck. When I do a flu I do it with ghusto, no half doing it :)

Other things going on, found out some friends/family are coming down to B-Town for the day of the turkey, which is cool, may get to see May for the first time since High School, and possibly my Cousin Sarah as well - should be interesting, hopefully a good time.

And last thing on my mind which I have to write about or I’ll never sleep is the need for the oppisite sex to have a “Like-o-meter” - be it accessable via the web, a emblem on their forehead, a monthly newsletter etc. I have never been good at reading when a female has feelings for me, apparently in High School I missed out that someone had a crush on me, never noticed - and a few times since high school, but in this case I kinda like someone, and I don’t know their feelings - sure sure, people have told me the signs “Calling you silly”, “Laughs at all your jokes”, “Calls you by a silly variation of your name” (who doesnt!) - So general of things, oi. Just the thing that kills me about it is I love this person’s friendship, how I feel, just to even hear her voice, I dunno, just feels right to me, yet that leaves me at “How do I move forward?” I took chances in High School, asked a friend out, and heck I am still waiting to hear back from a girl in 8th grade - I dunno - girls are the mystery of my life - I can call a cold call a customer, I can deal with someone yelling and screaming at a front desk, but sitting with someone and saying “Would you like to go out to dinner?” just can’t seem to get it to happen, but at the same time, we have gone to dinner. Who knows - maybe in time it’ll just feel right, things will move forward, but I don’t want to loose the chance.

Anywhoo that’s my rant/rave for the evening, maybe it’s just cough-drop overdose and I am over thinking it, I do tend to do that in general.. I am indeed weird ;)

Posted on 20 November '05 by Chuck Brown, under The Real Me, basic goodness, deep thoughts, random thoughts, you hurt my brain.

 
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