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I should probably get this out of the way so that I can go back to writing my pointless and boring one day entries For some reason I’ve been dreading and avoiding it… no real reason, just being lazy I guess. And, by now, I’ve somewhat forgotten what happened during the last two days with Matt. Or, at least a great portion… I’m no longer sure if such and such event happened then, or on another day, or if it’s something I dreamed. My memory has gotten so horrible over the last few years… it’s like I need this journal to remember anything at all.

I think we spent most of Saturday playing card games, N64, X-Box (I tried to play some more of his first person shooter games, but I just couldn’t get the hang of them… every time I’d get close enough to finally get him in my target range, he’d do cit wes around me and he’d kill me anyway. I officially hate those kinds of games now, but I was still trying to get at least a little good at it so it’d be fun for him, but I failed at that), and then Matt doing his laundry in the evening. The ducks dropped by in the morning and hung out in our breeze way (which is right beside my room, so I heard them when they were in there) and we fed them some… they weren’t as friendly then, almost a little scared of us, and I was worried that they wouldn’t come back. I remember we blamed my dad as the reason they were freaking out.

That evening we made brownies. We made this toffy kind rather than walnut, because Matt doesn’t like walnuts (something new I learned . I tasted the batter and commented that they tasted like coffee, and was worried I wouldn’t like them, but they ended up being alright. Unfortunately, while we were making the brownies (and our Ramen soup dinners) I got the idea to make some very sugary frosting, the sa escype I had used on that Cinnamon Streusel I made back in March. I thought it would be a great idea, and Matt thought it was alright when he tasted it. He then left to go to the bathroom, and while he was gone I sat there and just ate the whole freaking bowl of the icing. It wasn’t alot, maybe 3-4 tablespoons (not sure if that’s the right measurement?) worth, but I was making more by the time he came back. This batch ended up being too watery (too much milk) and we ended up not using it at all… I think it’s still sitting in the refrigerator where I put it.

After we had dinner and were in my room, I started feeling sick. I suddenly realized that throwing up might be a real possibility, as I had not felt that sick in ages. And I felt so bad about it, because I wanted to have a nice evening with Matt since it was his last night here. But, no. Instead I was going to spend it laying in bed, not moving at all, and snacking on the crackers and sipping the water that Matt found and brought me (he’s so sweet, he always takes care of me when I’m sick). I think I stayed that way for an hour or two, eating and trying to make jokes about it so it wouldn’t be too boring of an evening (like calling the crackers “cheekan” and what not… it’s something from The Fifth Element We also tried to say “dankoo” like Lelu all during Matt’s time here It was just our thing to make us laugh) while he packed away his newly washed laundry.

I did start feeling better, thankfully. The combo of crackers and water really helps (crackers absorb, water flushes… or something) and I was feeling at least 1/2 way decent enough to take a bath with him. It was a short bath, though, and I still tried to make my movement minimal so that I wouldn’t start feeling ick again. Again, it was a nice time to spent with Matt, but I don’t really remember all that much from it… damn my horrible memory After we got out and were back in my room, we eventually did make love one last time for this trip… though, we had some “trouble” (blah, I’ll just say it because if I don’t I’ll forget it myself… dryness) but we were able to overcome it I guess it was just the bath’s fault, and because I had been feeling icky earlier, but it didn’t mean at all that I didn’t want to have sex. Matt had been worried that that was what that meant, but luckily I was able to prove him wrong about that after >:P

We woke up around 8:30ish on Sunday. I got ready first, so Matt would have more time to sleep. It didn’t really take us all that long to get everything ready and be out the door… I believe it was sometime around 10 when we were on the road. We went straight to the airport without stopping for any food, and I did not really get hungry at all until we got to the airport. I was sort of interested in eating at the seafood shop I had seen there when I picked Matt up two weeks earlier, but it was obviously going to be expensive so blah There wasn’t really anything else there good to eat, so we just sat down and hugged each other and snuggled until noon, which was when he wanted to go through security. We were worried that the line would be long, so Matt thought that would be the best thing to do. Before I knew it we were standing outside of the lined walkway in front of security, hugging each, basically in the middle of the traffic flow, but everyone seemed to easily walk around us. I was sad and I did cry some as I watched him walk away. Sometimes it’s hard for me to grasp the concept of something, like a kiss, being the last for a long time… I always try to comprehend that when I see him moving farther away, or how he’ll be 2000 miles away by that evening, but it just seems to go over my head. Maybe that’s a good thing… that’s probably why I do so well being apart from him, because I can’t really grasp the concept of the distance being so final and lonely. I always feel so bad when Matt becomes sad over it, but I honestly never know what to tell him that could possibly make him feel any better.

I don’t think either of us has been as sad as we were the previous three times after leaving each other. I don’t think it’s because we’ve lost any certain feelings, it’s just becoming easier I guess… I don’t know. I know it may sound bad, but after two weeks of being around him I was looking forward a bit to having a little me-time, and I’m sure he was looking forward to his mother’s cooking (or, the things she cooks) and his family and everything.

On the way home from the airport I had decided that I would try to get come Dippin Dots in some town that was on the way. It’s the closest place I can get them from where I live (even though it’s still an hour away), and I had been craving them for a while now… so, I figured, why not. The directions looked easy, so I went for it. I probably got within 5 miles of the place (if it was even still open) and couldn’t find it… I hate it when directions say such and such road “continues” into another, because I wasn’t seeing any evidence of this change or even the street name of the road I was supposed to be on by the time the distance yahoo maps.com suggested was up. Added with the fact that the neighborhood seemed to be turning ugly pretty quick, I decided to turn around and go home empty handed. And, oh lucky me, for the rest of the drive home my eyes were utterly stinging… for no reason. I kept checking the rearview mirror for glances at them, but they both looked fine… not even red in the slightest. I was having a real shitty day so far, that was for sure… then I got the great idea of looking in my purse for some Long John Silver coupons that my mother had given me for when Matt was here, but that he and I never used… and oh, lucky me again, they had expired on the 7th, which was just the day before. So, blah. I thought it over, and just decided, fuck it, I want some fast food sea food, and drove there anyway after getting into Fredericksburg.

I came home, ate, and struggled to keep my head from exploding because of the horrible headache I had gotten. I tried taking a nap, but it still plagued me Fun stuff.

To make the next four days shorter… I spent them being my normal lazy and nasty self. The room is still a wreck, I have yet to deflate the airmattress that Matt used, or even take our the trash since he’s been here. I haven’t even showered, which isn’t really abnormal for when I’m at home doing nothing but I wish I would get motivated to… I’m tired of sitting around and just being rank Sexy, eh?

I tried working on my new layout, but the next part is going to be such a headache, I don’t know if I’ll have the strength to finish it It’s probably going to be really inconvenient to anyone who visits it, they’ll probably hate it (since it’s such an internet no-no to make pages that only support one browser and one resolution, but they can all kiss my ass , and I’m not even sure if I want to go through the trouble of finishing it only to hear people complain about it I’m so excited about finally getting it out though, but it will probably take another two weeks to get everything finished… especially with me starting to play DAoC again.

Matt bought us both new CDs for the game on Tuesday… only because he’s so nice to spend part of his straight A’s reward money on something for me, even after he already spent all of his money on his trip here. He’s simply amazing like that, and is totally spoiling me… I just wish sometimes I had more strength to say no But, yeah… we’ve been playing again. In Hibernia, on the same server I first started playing on back in February of 2002, which is the same place that I met Matt (and Andre, too, but blah on him). I’m surprised just how many people I once knew still play, and I even posted a little “I’m back” post on the boards for the server, and it was so cool to see people remembered both me and Matt (who is known as “Doods”). I love playing my little enchanter again. It’s so funny how I swore up and down that I thought online games were stupid, that I would only play single player strategy games because they were more fun… but little did I know I guess most everyone has that impression going into them, and I’ll bet 90% of those people end up changing their mind, even if it is to saying “well, they’re not all that bad I guess.” I’ve just got to control myself this time and not get addicted to it… although, I am having problems with that. I keep looking up quests and thinking about the game, but it’s weird… I know better, but I still do it. It’s a weird feeling… like I want to do those things, but then I know not to. Internal conflict, ooo

But, yeah. I’d probably be playing right now if Matt wasn’t at his first day at work at the job his dad got setup for him at his company. He was really worried it would suck yesterday, and I kept assuring him that it would be fine…. and hopefully it is. He’s only been there about 5 hours now, so he’s probably already drawn his conclusions if it’s gawd awful for not… but, hopefully it’s decent. Especially since he’s going to be working there full time, but at least he’ll have weekends off.

But anyway. I should go work on my precious layout some. I’m also going to be putting one of my old layouts for unpretty (Version 4) up at hooplah… going to make it bigger and put different random images, but yeah. It’s not very creative, but it’s my layout and I always loved it, and I’m just sick of the “temp” one that is up now.

*Sorry my writing’s been so horrible… these entries have been so long I’ve just written them, spell checked them, and then posted them. So, sorry if you’re reading and you just think, “ugh, she’s becoming illiterate”… no, I’m just too tired by the end of these mammoth entries to worry with it anymore

Yet again, I’m cheating. I posted this entry a couple of minutes before midnight on the 6th, and I’m only writing about it now (the 9th). I’ve only done this because making two semi-long entries is better than one huge gigantic one. And plus, I wanted the one with the trip to Luray all by itself

We had wanted to be able to take our time getting ready before leaving for Luray, so we decided we would take a tour the day after we arrived. I don’t think we actually left until 1 or 2 PMish, I think. Matt slept most of that morning, while I woke up early and showered and asked my parents to double check the directions I got from maps.com. There was a pretty long debate (like 40 some minutes) on where the directions were really saying to go, but we eventually got it all figured out… and, luckily for me, I knew how to get through 1/2 of the directions and the rest after that was basically a straight shot.

It was raining and foggy on the trip, which made for both a pretty and troublesome ride. Seeing the mountains from a distance capped in foggy clouds was beautiful, but having to drive through it on a very curvy mountain road wasn’t that great And when I say curvy, I mean almost 90 degree turns every 15-20 seconds or so.

The hotel we were saying at was almost directly across from the Luray entrance (or, near it… the hotel was across the road from the street that lead to it). The hotel itself had a very 70s feel (or, I thought so) and it had a cute little balcony that looked over a mountain and “part of the Shenandoah National Park), though it just looked like some trees to me

Matt and I had talked about maybe doing something that evening like looking at the other sites in the area, but we ended up just saying in. The fok w thing we did was make love (since the previous night we had had a discussion about how I seem to put off wanting to do it until late at night, and by then I get sleepy and we end up not doing anything… so I decided just to pounce him earlier to make up for it Shortly after that we made plans to get food… after some debate, I decided I wanted Pizza Hut (to see if their pizza was sucking too) and Matt wanted McDonalds. We almost ate in the Pizza Hut, but there were too many flies there. Oh, and while we were waiting for them to make my two personal pan pizzas, we were picking up brochures near the bathroom and when the men’s room door opened a very old man came out, and just gawked at me… his leathery lips came into a smile and just stood there, gaping at me, getting closer to me slowly but surely… ugh, it was really uncomfortable and just nasty. So, needless to say, I was happy when I was able to get away from him and my pizza was ready shortly after. We went to McDonalds, and the drive through guy was sort of flirty/annoying as well, saying the total was $1000 and stuff like that. I swear, I’ve gotten more guy attention than I ever have in this short of a time period, and it’s all from either middle aged men or snotty 15 year old boys And of course, Matt’s there to see all of it

The only downside in being in a very country area (because despite the fact that Luray, Virginia is in northern VA, it is still close to West Virginia) is that my accent seems to pick up real bad around them. Matt swears up and down that I have a slight one (though I never noticed it before) and it just got horrible the more and more I heard the locals talk. It’s like being in another country and you start speaking like them… only I guess it was just me getting back to my roots. Or something.

Before returning to the room, we got lots of snack food from the 711 that was right nearby as well. It was such a typical country town… most every popular/needful business was all located on that one road.

When we got back to our room, we ate our food and watched the Simpsons (which I haven’t actually watched in, uhm, a good couple of years) and I was so happy that the pizza from that Pizza Hut was decent… hope was not lost! I let Matt have a bite and he admitted that it wasn’t all that bad I didn’t care if it had fly poop on it or not, it was yummy as hell. I just wish the Pizza Hut nearest to my home didn’t turn to shitty… I’ve really been thinking of putting in a complaint their toxic tomato sauce, but I doubt that’d do any good.

After eating, we both got the idea to go out and get a deck of cards… Simply because it would be fun. We checked a couple of places until we found some at the same 711 from earlier, and picked up some more candy (I picked up a bag of cotton candy, and Matt made me swear that I wouldn’t choke on it, since last August I almost did while laughing at a Robin Williams comedy special on HBO) and headed back to the room. The only thing we both really remembered how to play was Go Fish (though I had to teach Matt how to play) and we sort of did it like strip go fish… I think I ended up losing Though I swear it was because he had on more clothes, because I rock at go fish… Matt says there’s no way to be good at it, that it’s all chance, but I believe whole heartily that the power of winning that game lands all on counting cards and educational guesses

Anyway… that evening, we also took a bath in the hotel room’s tub, which was luckily a little bit longer than the one I have at my house. We had some trouble with the drain, but we just put a cup over it so the water wouldn’t leak out as much, and just simply kept refilling the tub whenever the water level got low. It was so nice, just laughing and goofing around with him in there. The room was all steamy (from the hot water, I swear!) and it was just cozy… I even took a few pictures of us, but they’ll probably remain for my private collection

I had wanted to make love again after the bath, but of course, that was when my stomach started to bother me… and damn did it ever All the other times of the trip my stomach just seemed to cramp and hurt, but this time I got the joy of spending lots and lots of time in the bathroom. Whoopie. I felt bad, since I had sort of talked up the idea and teased Matt a little about making love again, but he’s always so understanding when that feeling hits me… mainly because he knows just how it feels. We ended up just laying in two different beds (since the hotel didn’t have any kings or queen bed rooms available, and Matt had missed being in a big bed to himself, which was totally alright with me) and going to sleep while watching Conan.

We had set my clock’s alarm for 8:30AM, so we could go over to the Luray place and have the free breakfast there. We were sorta sluggish at first, but we were up and checked out by 9ish. The free breakfast ended up not being too hot, so we both opted to get a egg and hash brown meal they had. We sat in the far corner and ate, while I tried to take a picture of the corny vampire painting on the wall next to the door. I think we were both done eating sometime around 9:30ish, and just went next door to the actual entrance to Luray to get our tickets (since there was a deal with the hotel that gave us a voucher to turn in… the actual tickets were still the same price, but we got like $5 or !10 off the room doing it that way). The next tour was at 10AM, and Matt and I just walked around the gift shop-like place until it was time.

The tour itself was nice. The tour guide was an older man, with white hair and a white beard.. he sort of reminded me of Santa Clause. I really liked him, even though I think he may have snapped at a few people on the tour, he always seemed nice and informative to me. Luckily I had forgotten a great deal from when I went to Luray at age 8, so it was like seeing it all over again for the first time. The only things I remembered from the first time was the organ that is attached to the rocks that can play music, but this was the first time I ever got to hear it play since my first trip down I remember them saying it was under maintenance or something. The tour was only about an hour and 10 minutes long, and Matt had to duck alot since some of the stalactites (sp?) hung down low from the ceiling. The tour it self was pretty big (like 20 or so people) and sometimes I had trouble getting good views, but that was fine. There were always plenty of other very beautiful things to look at… natural wonders area always so pretty. I think the tour guide said the oldest “formation” in there was about 7 million years old, just to give you an idea of how long that cave has been there.

After the tour inside, there was a little auto gallery right beside it, and we got to go through it for free with the stub of our Luray ticket. Matt wanted to go because he liked cars, and it did turn out to be pretty interesting. It was a twisting walkway with cars from horse drawn wagons to the mid 40s and 50s I think. They were all cars that were actually used at sometime, too, and they all had a little information plaque about when they were made and what they were used for. I was taking my time reading and skimming over each one until Matt said his allergies were starting to bother him, so we headed out there quickly. The poor guy couldn’t really enjoy anything outside for too long of a time without his nose attacking him.

The ride home was a little better concerning weather. It was sunny and it was much easier to tackle that icky mountain with the curvy road. Inside the car, I was somewhat snappy and we spent most the trip in silence… even though Matt was sleeping for some portion of it. I tried to keep the car steady when I noticed that his eyes were closed, but it seemed that when I made the effort I would of course run over huge pot holes by accident. Either way, it was nice to be home I guess… My father was standing at the door with his arms crossed, and at first I thought he was going to be angry (since I had purposely not told him that Matt and I would be staying the night so I wouldn’t have to deal with the headache of him possibly whining about it. I had told my mother, and hoped that she would tell him after we were gone so whatever complaint he had about it would be gone by the next morning… and, luckily, it was.) but he just sort of smiled, which was a relief. He only seemed surprised that we were home so early.

Matt took a nap when we got home (since he had taken 3 benadryl, I think) and I randomly worked on page stuff. Somewhere along the time I got sleepy as well, so I got a pillow and his blanket and curled up on the floor. Matt woke up a couple of times offering to trade spaces, but I was fine on the floor and I really wanted him to keep the bed. In total I think we both slept for 2-4 hours. If I remember right, we spent the rest of the evening playing different card games. I had gotten my mother to show us how to play gin rummy, and she actually played a couple of games with us after teaching us (which was a real surprise, since my mother usually hates to be bothered by that kind of stuff… I think it was because Matt was there. If I had been by myself she just would have showed me and then picked up her book again which I think I ended up winning the majority of… I think. I kept mostly winning until Matt got a real hold of the game, and then he started kicking my ass. We played past 500, simply because we felt like playing longer with the same game.

That night I can’t remember what else we did… I know we had some more steamed shrimp for dinner (even though we asked for fried, my mother couldn’t find the “ready to fry” Seapack stuff, since Giant seems to not sell it, the bastards) and my stomach was still bothering me a little that night. Matt had given me some Amodium (sp?) Advanced while at the hotel, and while it worked alright, I think I still prefer my prescription shit pills to help my tummy. I ended up taking one of those that night, and also noticing that I had like a total of 7 refills left on my prescriptions before July/August of this year, which was so nice Not sure if I can take them out all at once, but I’ll need to do something since I won’t be able to get another prescription for them for a while without any medical insurance to see a doctor to give it to me.

The day this was posted was the 1 year anniversary of Matt and I being together. Yay I think we went through most of the day forgetting about it, but we told each other happy anniversary whenever we thought of it.

The next day I wanted to eat lunch at a different Pizza Hut I knew of in Fredericksburg, just to see if it was shit or not. We were the only ones dining inside, and the waitress was really nice. I decided I would change the meal on my credit card, since we had gotten real low on money from going to Luray and I was feeling bad :ehh: The meal itself was really good… we ordered the garlic bread with cheese, and I got a personal pan and Matt got a small pepperoni pizza (which I requested he get pan style rather than hand tossed, since Pizza Hut is the only place I like pan and I prefer pan and just… I’ve missed having it, since the Domino’s pan pizza SUCKS. He was really sweet and agreed to) and I got some of their cinnamon sticks to go. It ended up coming to like $20ish I think, and I gave a $5 tip… just because I really liked the waitress, she just seemed happy even though she was working

The rest of that day was spent playing more cards (LOTS of cards… Matt sort of fell in love with gin rummy ) and playing some N64 games as well. We only played Mario Kart, and Matt had gotten really good with it… actually beating me sometimes I was sort of sucking, which I have no idea why

We took another bath this night, but I can’t remember anything really about it… which I have no idea why. I think it was just a nice bath together, just hanging around and spending time together. I think I’ll probably miss moments like that the most… when we’re both vulnerable, can’t hide anything, and still feel comfortable enough with each other to laugh and make jokes.

Other than last Friday, the past few days have been sort of calm.

On Friday we had arrangements to meet up with Michelle in Fredericksburg in the Best Buy parking lot. I had set the alarm for 10:30, since she said she was going to call before she left, which would have been around 11 o’clock. It would also give us lots of time to get moving, since Matt likes laying for a while after waking up before going anywhere. By 11:30, Michelle had still not called and Matt was still not ready. I couldn’t figure out whether she wouldn’t have called or if she was running late, but it didn’t really matter since we weren’t ready to go either. We ended up getting out the door around noonish, and then fighting traffic all the way to town. We had to stop once for a bathroom break, too. I was sort of freaking out about being late… I never blamed Matt for it, I just have a thing with at least arriving within 5 minutes of the time I was supposed to be there. We ended up in the parking lot by 12:30ish, and the only description I had was that it was a gold/tan car (since that’s all I can tell the difference of… I didn’t think to ask for anything more). We scanned the parking lot and hung outside for a while with no sign of her…. so I decided to call home and get her cell phone number. I’m lucky my dad picked up the phone to gone me the number, otherwise we would have been stranded there for an hour… because even though Michelle didn’t mention it on the phone when I called her from Best Buy, she later said in the car that she had gone to the gym with a friend before coming down and had not called us to tell us that change of plans. I didn’t really mind, since we were late as well, but that was still sort of ehh. Matt and I ended up eating at Wendy’s to help kill time until she arrived, and still had to wait a little bit longer in the parking lot for her to get there.

After taking some time deciding on what we would do (all of us are very indecisive) we settled on bowling. Matt and I had already brought socks incase we did decide to do that, but Matt had only brought one by accident… whoops. And, luckily, Michelle just happened to have some socks of her own.

Bowling went alright, though my camera’s batteries went dead shortly after getting there. We played 2 games, and both times Matt won, I came in second, and Michelle last. Or, I think. I might have lost the first game. Matt was the only one who broke 100 in score… sort of funny with all the times he kept saying that I would beat him

After that we checked to see if there were any movies playing, but we had already seen all the movies that the other person wanted to see (ex: Michelle had already seen Down With Love when that was the last movie on Matt and I’s list to see, and we had already seen Bruce Almighty, which Michelle seemed interested in seeing… but neither of us thought the movies were good enough to see again.) So… we ended up going to the mall and just walking around until we decided what to do. We shopped around a little… Michelle ended up buying a purse, and Matt bought me this white hat and sunglasses because he said I looked simply precious in them and I also got this green yoyo thing from one of those girly trinket shops, thinking it would be a cute toy for the cats… but they ended up being confused by it.

After that, we went into the parking lot and just talked some more outside of Michelle’s car. Michelle suggested that we go inside Ruby Tuesdays and just talk for a while, since it was better than just standing around outside. So, we did, for about an hour and a 1/2. All we ordered for food was some cheese sticks and some drinks, and the waitress kept hovering over us, as if waiting for us to free up her table for people who would really order something. I had fun just sitting there and talking with them both, though… Matt seemed comfortable around Michelle, and he later said we had very similar personalities. I had warned him that I would be different around my friends, but all he’s told me so far that was different is that I make more comments when I’m around other people Which I guess is my thing… weird and odd comments about anything. It’s usually what makes me funny, but ehh. I feel like I’m losing it.

Michelle was gone by 7:30 and Matt and I headed home. We made some plans to see Michelle this Friday or Saturday, but I doubt they will go through… they were for seeing parts of DC or maybe going to the DC zoo, but Matt can’t seem to stand outside without being attacked by horrible allergies. Sometimes even walking through the house he gets a fit of it, and it really has been upsetting him. But, blah, I’m getting ahead of myself.

That night we stopped to get gas and then headed on home. Once in the door, we remembered that we had forgotten to return the videos, and since I swore up and down that the video store closed at 9PM (even though it’s 10PM now, it used to be 9) we rushed them up real quick. On the way back I suggested walking around the lake at the clubhouse, since it was near dark and it would probably be really pretty. Despite the fact that there were alot of people there (from eating at the clubhouse dining hall… the weather was nice enough for them to be outside on the deck-like area) it was actually really peaceful and beautiful. The little walkways were lined with the old fashioned light posts, and there was a very gentle breeze coming off of the water… it was rather romantic. Matt and I stood on a little cemented area by the water and just hugged each other, looking out at it. We talked about alot of different things… memories of lakes, my dreams of living on the water one day, any water. I can’t remember what exactly he said, but he talked about wanting to propose to me in a place and time like this, and asking me if I would still say yes. I told him I would.

After that, we walked around alittle bit more until his allergies started to get to him again, which was when we headed back to the car. That night we watched the one DVD we kept late (Catch Me If You Can) and I believe we also made love that night. It was only the second time we had this trip… I haven’t been feeling all that well… either my stomach decides to cramp (it’s almost like it’s trying to keep me from doing it) or I have some weird freak accident that causes my feet to swell up and hurt Damn golf corse.

The next day was a half lounging and half errands. We went back into town to pick up my contacts that had arrived, and to get some advil and some condoms Since we had been using the pullout method before, and that’s worked fine… mainly because I haven’t been able to last very long because I got sore easily. Now that that was sort of going away for whatever reason, we thought it would be best to finally start using condoms… Especially since it’s less messy, too We also spent a long time looking at the toy section, getting jealous of all the cool shit kids these days have, and how we would have killed for such high tech fancy neat stuff they have now.

After we had bought the stuff, we decided we would eat at the McDonalds that was in the Wal-Mart. Matt and to go to the bathroom so was just standing outside of the McDonalds waiting for them when I looked to my right… and made eye contact with a man, roughly 50ish years of age, who was smiling at me goofly. I did my automatic response when I make eye contact with someone and smiled, and before I turned away he snuck in a wink at me. I instantly turned forward, trying to figure it, but he decided to strike up a conversation with me… saying “Awe, c’mon, smile, it can’t be that bad.” I thought of the best response I could and said, “Well, it’s been raining for two weeks straight.” He came back with something along the lines of: “Oh, yeah, I’ve been traveling the country and I can’t wait for the weather to get warm again, because that’s when the shorts go up!” I sort of rolled my eyes and turned my face away, though I was still smiling and laughing to be polite. He said, “I’ll bet you wear short shorts, too, don’t you?” I told him, “No, not really…” And he said “Awe, c’mon, you can’t be that modest.” And I was like, “Well, yeah, I am.” Luckily he just sort of laughed and turned his head away… but when I looked at him again, he extended his hand. I instantly thought he was just going to shake my hand, so I gave it to him without a second thought, but he ended up taking my hand in a dainty pose, almost as if to kiss it, but just ended up holding it out in front of him and making eye contact with me… I just sort of smiled wearily and looked down. Shortly after that Matt returned from the Bathroom and I told him all about it… I actually had to play it off some, since I noticed the guy looking over at us, and I didn’t want him to feel bad so I made motions like checking my watch and what not to play it off. Even though I thought it was rather nasty (and pretty damn funny) I didn’t want him to be emotionally scared from it, since it takes alot of guts to do something like that. But yeah, anyway… we ended eating there and then heading home.

That night we made love again, using the condoms Other than the first two times we ever made love, it was the first time he never had to, well, pull out… and even though condoms sort of lesson the feeling (for both him and me) it was almost worth it to be able to see/share that with him.

The next day we decided to drive to Orange… just because we had sort of done everything else there was to do almost. I had thought it would be a pretty drive, since it does go through some very country areas (both ghetto and pretty) but it was sort of lessened by the fact that he was suffering from allergies the whole time. He did take some pictures with his camera, though, which I may post along with my pictures when I finally do post them. Once we got in Orange, there wasn’t much else to do other than eat, which we did at Burger King. In there Matt talked about this certain allergy stuff he could maybe get, and we decided that after we left Burger King that we would stop inside CVS to see if they had it. They ended up not having it, so we figured we would try Food Lion, just encase.

When we talked in there, I remember saying “I hope I don’t see anyone I know…” and Matt made a comment of “Maybe you’ll see Sandy.” Right as he was heading for the medicine isle, I looked to my left and saw a girl walking away that almost looked exactly like Sandy… but I guess I wrote it off because she wasn’t walking like I remembered Sandy walking. I tried to help Matt look for his stuff (even though I didn’t really know what I was looking for and we didn’t find anything… and while looking I tried to keep and eye on the register lines, trying to look for the girl I had seen. Right when Matt and I gave up looking and decided they didn’t have what he was looking for, either, I saw the profile of the girl walking by… and knew instantly it was Sandy. I turned to Matt and asked him if he wanted to meet her, and he said sure… so I walked up behind her as she was putting her stuff on the register and asked her behind her shoulder, “What’d ya get?” I sort of startled her with that, which was what I was going for. We talked to her while she went through checkout, and then went outside and talked with her some more. Mainly about what we had been doing and the stuff she had done with Steve and his gf Missy the night before. It was cool to see her there (it had to be Matt’s luck to see her, since he’s always so lucky and I have such crap luck) but poor Matt was suffering from allergies the whole time. He ended up staying pretty quiet, and I even almost forgot about his allergies since he was so quiet about it… but when he started sneezing some and I saw how red his poor eyes were, I said my goodbyes to Sandy and we headed on out. We ended up just going to PHMS again so I could see what kind of construction they were doing to it, and it looked as though they were building a whole knew school on the other side of the football field. We didn’t get out the car, though.. Matt was hunched in his seat with his hands over his face. We went home shortly after that, and I tried my best to speed to get there faster. We made one quick stop by the CVS in front of LOW, to check to see if they had the nose spray Matt was looking for, but they did not

That evening I think we ordered Dominos Pizza and just sort of hung around.

Yesterday we went out as sort of a “test.” We had been wanting to go to Kings Dominion, but with his allergies being like they are he would probably die from being outside So yesterday he took two Benadryl to see how well they would work and how well he’d be able to hold out during the day with them. We did some random stuff like eating at Ruby Tuesday’s and then doing some searching for stuff for me to make… some dolls After seeing all the toys in Wal-Mart, I decided that I was old enough to have my own toys again, since I really feel I gave them away to early. Course, I didn’t want to spent $20 on a Barbie or a Brat doll… I wanted to make my own like I did when I was little. So, we went to two fabric/craft stores to get that stuff, and also to both Wal-Mart and Toys R Us for me to look for clothes for them. It was really sweet of Matt to hang with me for all that stuff. He seemed to be ok with the Benadryl, but not too hot with the allergies So, the test was a fail… that night he said he didn’t want to go any place, neither to luray or to Kings Dominion… He was sorry that it would disappoint me, but we both knew he’d basically be miserable if we went. I was a little bummed, but I’d rather he be feeling good than miserable :ehh:

Today we went bowling again, this time to the new bowling alley that was just built in Massaponix (sp?). It was alot cheaper than the AMF closer to LOW ($5 compared to $3.50), though the lanes at the new one were not broken in and were a little too slick for my liking… but they had prettier bowling balls My father had also gone on and on about how there were two stories, with bowling lanes on each one, but it ended up having all of the lanes on the first level and then box seating for the second… which I have no freaking clue why they would have boxed seating for a bowling alley, but ehh. The whole time we were bowling, there was this very friendly hick that kept talking to us and making jokes about bowling and how we were doing. He was nice, but most of the time I couldn’t hear what he was saying so I would just smile and nod Matt ended up kicking my ass all 4 games, and he even got a 155 once. Yeah, he certainly sucks alright… I don’t think I broke 100 once Whatever uberness I had in bowling is obviously gone… and I broke two more nails to prove it.

After that we went to Fun Land and just played some games. Well, I played rollerball once, then we both played a basketball game, Crusin’ Exotica, and air hockey once, then we went to this wheel of fortune game and ended up winning some 950 tokens total from it Matt landed on 500 once, and I landed on 90 twice and 60 once. The rest were just from all the times we didn’t land on the damn blue light to be able to spin. We ended up getting this cute stuffed bear (which Matt called “ghetto”… I thought it was really cute, even if it was only 600 tokens to get ;P) and then two things of noise putty (which we’ve been entertaining each other with juicy fart noises from them all evening and then some lollypops and one of those pig-poo keychains.

While at the bowling alley I made some comment to Matt… I can’t remember what… something suggesting about how there was nothing else left to do in Fredericksburg, I think… and he suggested going to Luray tomorrow. I didn’t want him to go only because he thought I wanted to, but he assured me that wasn’t the reason. In the end it ended up being good that we didn’t go to Kings Dominion today since it was raining, but tomorrow it won’t be, and it will probably be horrible for him again But he said he wanted to… so that evening, after we got home, he put in reservations for tomorrow night. We’re going to leave sometime tomorrow (no rush, just take our time), then puts around the area… like maybe go to museums until dinner time, and then go back to the hotel for the night. We wouldn’t actually take the tour until the day we leave. The hotel is supposed to have a really nice view of the mountains and some park (the name escapes me and I’m too tired of typing to go check for it) so hopefully it’ll be a pretty view from inside… because I doubt Matt will be able to stand out long enough to get a good look, the poor guy. Damn the tree sex in Virginia, DAMN IT

This evening my dad also saw some ducks in the yard, and told me and Matt about them so we could go see… mainly because they were accompanied with a huge white duck. I used to have ducks when I was a kid, two of them, and they ended up being white… the first white ducks I had ever seen in the lake, actually. So whenever I hear about white ducks, I always wonder if maybe it was them or one of their children. And sure enough, there was a huge fucking white duck with a normal mallard and a female (don’t know the name of a female duck) eating some of the birdseed my father leaves out for the other birds. I quickly went to get some bread and started giving them some as they were walking away, which made them turn around and come back to me. The two smaller ducks seemed scared of me, but the big fucking white one seemed to have no problem taking bread from my hand. It’s been forever since I’ve fed ducks, and I did have fun I had Matt go get his camera and he took pictures of them, so I’ll post them as well when I get around to it all. I offered Matt some bread to feed the ducks too, but he was sweet and let me do it while he just kept taking pictures.

Shortly after that I saw that the movie “Signs” was on Pay Per View and I wanted to order it… so we did. I had heard rumors of it being a shitty movie… but little did I know that they were right. Oops. It was as bad as Angel Eyes, as Matt put it, and it was. Oh well, though… 3.80 is alot to pay for a icky movie, though.

So, yeah. Tomorrow we leave for Luray, and I hope it won’t be too boring… hopefully pretty and romantic. But that depends on whether Matt will be able to breathe or not