Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Back to Work in Lovely Ohio

Well, the vacation is finally over. I'm back in lovely Oxford.

Driving back from the Indianapolis airport last night, it was easy to tell when I was getting close to home. First, I started getting this pit in my stomach. Then, I noticed that there were kids playing this bored-to-tears midwestern game called "cornhole" on every street corner. By the time I spotted my first popped collar on a polo shirt, I was already on College, turning off U.S. 27 heading home.

After such an exciting trip, it is actually relaxing to get back to being a librarian. Life is good. Talked with Asti when I got home; she's still in Japan and I keep her company when I can whenever I see she's online. She's such a beautiful person to talk to - she's always very thoughtful AND driven. She's also extremely, brutally honest as well. Like I said in an earlier post, American women have a lot they should learn from Ethiopian women.

Also talke to my boy Mark down in Baton Rouge. Gave him the lowdown on the "Hanging with Clebrities" thing and the rest of the vacation. We caught up on a lot; he and I haven't talked in a long time.

A couple of friends e-mailed me about the Jen thing, rightfully voicing some concerns about the whole situation. For those just passing by, I was at one time in my life engaged to a very malicious woman who worked in adult entertainment. The friends who raised some concerns and "red flags" remember that situation all too well. Miss Jen is not the same person as Tay was by any means, but its so nice to know I still have some friends with the guts to say what they feel and not just go with the flow. It helps keep me balanced and focused and I appreciate that.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Um.. Is Asti single? She sounds liek really hot...I can be like her man slave or something.

Tim
Miami's Prince of Darkness

Smurf said...

The only man who behaved sensibly was my tailor; he took my measurement anew every time he saw me, while all the rest went on with their old measurements and expected them to fit me.
-George Bernard Shaw