Interesting. While talking with Heather F. on the phone last night, she happened to run into a link to this very journal via Google, using a few carefully chosen search terms. (One of those search terms was my real name, something that I've never put in the journal. I think that Morgan's name being on the page due to her new set may have been the reason it popped up...)
So. I wonder how knowing that she can read this will affect what I write; can I remain candid? Of course, she probably won't read it; I think she respects my privacy enough to do little more than peek once or twice. Still... if I have a bad day, or we have a spat or something, where I do go for catharsis?
...and how do I explain SG?
Yesterday was her birthday, and I really didn't do anything for it. I was/am still a little hesitant about where I fit into her life, and didn't want to monopolize time she could be spending with friends or family, rather than spending a big day with the guy-she's-just-met. She called last night, though, and being the complete moron that I am, I didn't pick up on the fact that she was wanting to go do something with me until far too much time had passed, and she was ready to go to sleep. Damn. A good impression is certainly not the gift I managed to give her yesterday...
We had a long phone conversation- far longer than she intended when she called, since the original idea was that I'd have gone over and celebrated her birthday. Still worthwhile, since I love talking to her, though I was kicking myself come morning with the realization that I could have actually gotten to see her as well.
A good chance I'll get to see her this afternoon or evening. A good chance that I'll be a babbling fool well into the morning...
So. I wonder how knowing that she can read this will affect what I write; can I remain candid? Of course, she probably won't read it; I think she respects my privacy enough to do little more than peek once or twice. Still... if I have a bad day, or we have a spat or something, where I do go for catharsis?
...and how do I explain SG?
Yesterday was her birthday, and I really didn't do anything for it. I was/am still a little hesitant about where I fit into her life, and didn't want to monopolize time she could be spending with friends or family, rather than spending a big day with the guy-she's-just-met. She called last night, though, and being the complete moron that I am, I didn't pick up on the fact that she was wanting to go do something with me until far too much time had passed, and she was ready to go to sleep. Damn. A good impression is certainly not the gift I managed to give her yesterday...
We had a long phone conversation- far longer than she intended when she called, since the original idea was that I'd have gone over and celebrated her birthday. Still worthwhile, since I love talking to her, though I was kicking myself come morning with the realization that I could have actually gotten to see her as well.
A good chance I'll get to see her this afternoon or evening. A good chance that I'll be a babbling fool well into the morning...