My weekend...

[lithera]

Well, Firday was pretty cool. Well.... Yeah. I felt really strange in the morning for so many differnt reasons. It made for a surreal morning, but I still maneged to get things done. I had lunch with Jenga. I vented a little about some things and I didn't realize I was until I was almost done. Thank you Jenga, for being a sweetie and letting me talk.

There is a whole world of pain out there for some people right now. I wish them luck.

I came home from work and played some Alpha Centauri. I'm thinking I should go back down a level of difficulty since I keep on getting my ass kicked at this one. It takes awhile, but the result is still the same.

Holly came home around 7:45 and we gathered up all of our stuff and hit the road. Picking up Steve, we also convinced Matt to come along with us. That was a good thing. I would have missed him if he hadn't been there.

So - the car trip. We drove and drove and drove and then we ran into the sixteen miles of construction. Everything slowed down to a crawl and it took us about an hour to get through those 16 miles. I saw Mars in the sky and that was cool. I am so glad we were close to Cody's by then. There were tents set up and I chose to sleep in one of them. I am so glad I did. I have missed sleeping outdoors.

The next day I got up and we hung out. We caravaned to Powell's (book mecca). I was in a car with Obie and Mike Drennan. Damn have I missed those too. It's been years since I've seen Obie and a long trail of months since I've seen Mike. It's still strange how life passes by so quickly. Obie and I, though, are both victims of the Navy coping syndrome. It's nice to know I'm not the only one out there. Obie is a slightly reckless driver. Not scary at all, but exciting. We got to Powell's and I spent far too much money, but I found some books I was looking for: Guy Gavriel Kay's Finovar Tapestry serires. Enough people tell me a book is good, I will read it.

Then we went to Bridgetown. Portland. I know that town not at all, but I managed to find a way to the gaming store. I have been there before, but I still didn't know where I was. With me navigating and Obie driving we could do just about anything, I think.

Then we came back and hung out and and watched movies. The stupidest alien in the world and the rake. Woooo! Then they played Sardines and I sat in my tent and talked to people and listened to other people talk. It all broke up and I crashed.

Sunday was kind of a slow day. We watched movies and Weird Al videos. We read books and generally were happy to be in each others company.

Going back home there was evil traffic again, but this time it was for no reason I could seem to understand. I read my book. I finished one book and picked up another. I look up from my book and pause, since we're going to Claimjumper for dinner and ask, "Aren't we past Southcenter?" Everyone else in the car pauses and blinks and then we turn around and head back.

Dinner was good. Meat. Yum.

I came home checked my e-mail and live journal and then I went to sleep. My weekend.

For the most part it was very, very relaxing and what I needed. There were a few moments where I found myself amused, confused and exasperated by turns. It's okay though.

And as a note: On the way back home I was talking to Holly. My general consensus is that people just need to let go. Let go of everything and just deal with it. Me too. It's harder to see what I should get over since I *am* me, but that's something I'm working on.

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[inevitability.livejournal.com]

Let go of what?

[lithera.livejournal.com]

There are lots of people around who are letting things haunt them and ride them. It makes people bitter and sometimes obsessed. I have yet to see it turn out pretty at all.

It's over, it's done with, its in the past - move on. Somethings take time to get over and there are something that leave their mark on you for years, if not forever. Keeping them active and a part of your everyday life, however, is stupid. All else fails, it's energy you could be spending on something more productive than the fact that you were hurt, or something went wrong or things were ugly.

I include myself in the list of people who need to get over somethings.

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[inevitability.livejournal.com]

I've been suprised at the things I've let go in recent years. However, some things are hard to let go of because they keep reoccuring. Betrayal, parental issues, shit like that. ::grumble::