And now, with sound.

Jaime called me today...
I'm not yet certain what I'm gonna do...

My Windows 95 computer now has a working sound card (huzzah). It's quite exciting.

For those of you in the know, I now have a myspace page. It's easy to find if you know me.

Yeah, so I was at work today, up front at the registers, and the phone rang. Now the phone ringing at work isn't unusual, it was who was doing the actual calling that was a little wierd. Jaime. If you don't know who she is, check out "As yet untitled" right over here -->.
So, she apologised about what happened, but didn't really explain what happened. It was a bad connection, and sometimes I have a bad memory, so I can't say I remember exactly what she said. I mean, it was quite a shock, and though I had thought about what it would be like, good or bad, if either she tried to contact me or if we had to talk on work related matters, I never expected to actually hear from her again. I didn't even recognize her voice at first, but then I did right before she told me who she was. She seemed nervous. She asked how I was, I let her know about my grandma and my dad. We didn't talk for long. I think she was just trying to get a hold of me so that she could give me her number and ask me to call her sometime. Like she wanted to let me know she wanted to talk, and at the same time, put the ball in my court so that she knew she at least tried or something. I don't even know what it is that she wanted though. I don't know. It just doesn't make sense though that she would call me if she wasn't interested in dating me...I don't know what to do. I really liked her, but I can't say that I'm hung up on her. In fact, I think I dealt with her not calling in a rather mature manner, and I was rather proud of myself for the outlook I was able to take up. I don't know what to do. Part of me would like to just see what happens, cause it could be good. It could be neutral, it could be bad. I could be over thinking things. It could be good. Part of me just wants to move on and not worry about it. I want to move away, I want to move away soon, and though it may sound bad/horrible (but I don't intend it to sound like either of these things, or mean) but I don't want to have a reason to stay here...Part of me really wants to see her. She made me feel so inspired. I wrote more in that short time period than I had in the previous two months. Part of me just wants to kiss her. (I hope that doesn't sound bad.)

I don't know what to do.

Freddy wants me to move to LA with him. I want to too. I need a job down there. He told me I have 4 weeks. I'd like to make that goal...

It has been quite a last few days. I'm feeling excited about life for the first time in a long time. It's great. I have good friends both here and not here. I've got some inspiration to write. Inspiration to find a new job. Inspiration.

Inspiration...whom did I once say that about...Odd...

I don't know what to do...
But I'm feeling damn good.

Samael
"I feel like Indiana Jones."
- Freddy

P.S. Sorry, couldn't come up with my own for some reason, decided to borrow from Freddy.