Wednesday, March 23, 2005

It's recently hit me how much work I have to do in the coming weeks. Damn. This is not going to be fun. Toward that end, this weekend is to be spent in the library. Read, read, read, read.

Bryce's job in Iraq finally came through, so he'll be out here the first week of April for training. That means that I get to take him out for his birthday. If he's here long enough he might get to come with me to the GSF Spring Fling.=) I'm really happy to see him, but wish that it didn't immediately precede a year of him in Iraq... There's no doubt in my mind that he'll come back alright, but it's still not the safest place he could have found employment. Hey, at least he'll get to practice his Arabic.

I got Dan and Katrina's wedding invitation the other day. That got me pretty excited. I can't wait for the trip back to California. There's been some discussion as to whether or not she's still going to have a bachelorette party on the Thursday before. If the decision is no, then I think that Kelly and I will have some fun entertaining ourselves in LA before heading up to Santa Barbara. Apparently Vanessa can't make it until Friday, and even then she'll have Kris with her, so that limits the fun/reunion potential. The funny thing about Kris is that I did actually like the guy, but all of the negativity involved in that whole situation has turned me entirely against him. I think that it's a defense mechanism so that I can accept my own share of the blame and not have to think badly of Vanessa. Still, it's odd how time has made my opinions far more black and white. Maybe this trip will help me to get over it.

The other thing I need to get over is my sense of doom related to Janice's wedding. She needs support right now and I can't really provide it when I have such a negative attitude. I find myself caught between wanting to help her and wanting to ignore what's going on. Either way, she's ordered my dress, and the damn thing had better fit, because there's not going to be time for a fitting.

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