I told myself that I would write a tournament report today, but I’m not doing that right now, and I think I won’t do it at all. My mind is racing occupied by exactly one thought. It’s to the point where I can’t keep anything I’m doing straight and I’m so giddy with excitement that I feel brimming with energy. It seems that Christine wants to see me again.
I woke up today at 4:30, 9hrs of sleep. I organized a few things in my room I’d been putting off, and just as I was leaving, I ran into Vroman coming to make sure I was awake and going to be in the shop on time so he wouldn’t be late for school. I came down and started arranging the cards in my shelf space, something I’d been putting off doing for some time now, because there was absolutely no one in the shop besides the two of us. Maybe the rain was keeping them away, but apparently the only person in the shop all day was Chad. After a bit of me sorting and Vroman eventually going off to school, I decide to listen to the Jimmie’s Chicken Shack album I got from Tatum. I hooked up Vroman’s stereo, it’s the big one that was once our primary source of ambient music, till the jury-rigged Sony boombox w/ car kit as Computer Speakers plan was implemented allowing us to listen to the many mp3s and such instead of the (relatively) few albums. Around quarter after five, Eric P. shows up with those cards of mine I’ve been asking him to return for approx. 4 months. :) Good Deal. Shortly behind is Justin and Mark V. Mark says “Guess who I just saw over the weekend?” I’m thinking the answer is Blankenship, but I said “I don’t know.” Then I saw the grin on his face. As the answer coalesced in my mind, I couldn’t keep a smile from creeping across my own face. Even writing about it right now an hour later, I can’t keep from beaming at the thought. Mark told me about how he saw Christine, and before he could say much else, Justin chimes in with “You should call her dude! She wants to talk to you!” Just Wow. I will call her tonight.
So Happy Ü <--- Huge grin.