Dear S-Person,
How’s everything? I’m sitting here at 10:00 watching Dr. Who
and fighting off the tremendous urge to call you. God, I am missing you terribly. I always have trouble resisting this, but
after our talk today, it’s even harder than ever. You really scared me with talk of going to
the garage and, well you know what I’m talking about. I hadn’t heard from you for at least 32
hours, and I was worried. That isn’t
like you. Maybe you are reading a little
too much Sylvia Plath these days. Just
kidding. Please know I am here for you
always. Despite your sullenness and
snotty nose and a not-the-most-opportune- of-circumstances moment, we finally
said it didn’t we? Oh well, it was only
a matter of time.
Where do we go from
here? Well…only time will tell us
that. And as far as that goes, you could
say the next time I’m in town will be the beginning of that time (Boy, I’m so
good at twisting logic!) I don’t know
how long I will have to wait to see you or even talk to you. I love you; you've definitely gotten under my skin.
I’m starting our list of potential activities for the night now, and I
don’t think we’ll be too bored. No, sex
isn’t one of the things on the list…perhaps on the long-term list, but not
quite yet. It’s kind of like our phone
call and I asked you to take off your bra.
You asked if you could take off anything else. Oh S-Person, our relationship is sure to
include lots of firsts. Let’s just not
use them up all in one night. If you’re
making a list too, we should be able to merge them into a pretty fun night the
next time we are able to get together.
I
found out today at work that I’m not going to be working on the OP system after
all. I can’t say why (hell, I don’t know
why actually), but they picked Peter, to do it instead. I was disappointed and upset about it when I
found out this morning. I guess I still
am even now, but I’ll have to get over it since there’s nothing I can do about
it.
They
haven’t told me what my new specialty will be.
I do know that I’ll be learning Telon, which is good. Telon is sort of a language in itself that’s
used to develop screens for the users. I’ll
explain it better sometime in person. T’s
used extensively in the OP system, and I knew that the OP person would use
it. This morning, my boss told me that
Peter and I and Zach (the guy who has only been there for six months) would all
be going to a class to learn it. That
made me a little happier. When I found
out where the classes were I got even happier:
they’re in Denver, Colorado the first week in August. I get to fly on a jet and everything! I’m probably about as excited about that as I
am about anything else. It’ll be three
days of expense account living, just like real businessmen do.
Tonight
Margaret and I hung up some new artwork in our living room. Can’t wait for you to come see me. You know our guest bedroom is always open for
you. I know that may seem a little
awkward, but I’m sure Margaret won’t mind.
You’re getting to be one of the family.
After some interior decorating, I made a trip out to the mall and bought
50 feet of speaker wire. Don’t
laugh. Stop it now. I can see you grimacing. While at the mall, I stopped into Radio Shack
and spent about 20 minutes talking to a clerk
about speakers. I’ve decided I’m
going to build a set of speakers rather than buying a good set. My dad was quite the cabinet maker in his day
and <ahem> I hope a little of that has rubbed off on me. That’s another topic I know you’ve been
wondering about. I haven’t told you a
lot about my father, so we’ll have to put that on the list. Anyway, I was doing some looking at woofers
and tweeters when the clerk asked me if I needed help. I said no, I was just checking prices and
wattages in preparation for building speakers.
Turns out that he does the same thing himself, so he gave me some little
pointers, and we had a nice conversation.
It kept my night from being too mundane at least.
And
speaking of boring, I’ve been so fulfilled writing to you that it’s almost
midnight now. I have to get up at 7:00
in the morning to play ball again with the guys. S-Person, you scared me the other day with
your talk of your garage. I hope
wherever we are headed from here, that you trust me and know I will always be
here for you. Believe that. I’ll see you tomorrow. Love and kisses. Goodnight!
Max
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