Greg

Well, this weekend was... interesting to say the least. Never thought three people could pull off so much crazy shit and not die. To explain, Rebecca introduced me to Greg Friday. And let me say, he is the incarnation of the small but present dangerous/crazy side of Rebecca. I can definitely tell they are related. So, onto the events of Friday evening: Greg brought us to his favorite club, and told us to not get too drunk, because a hangover would ruin the weekend. Which, I have to agree with him on now. After the very long night at the club, we took a cab to his condo and crashed there for the night. 

Greg woke us up bright and early, at a blaring 5 AM. After our 3 hours of beauty sleep, we were taken far into the "nearby" desert, and after what seemed like an eternity of driving, we finally stopped. And that is when he unveiled just where exactly he was taking us. Rebecca had a huge smile on her face almost the entire time Greg was explaining it. But, needless to say, Greg took us out to his own, self-built desert motocross/trophy truck, crazy factory. This guy is a freaking adrenaline junkie.

 After a whole day of having bat-shit insane fun, we called it a day and Greg brought out the main event. He pulled out a cart filled, to the brim, with fireworks/roman candles. And we had a war. A full on fireworks war. No casualties surprisingly, though Greg thought he broke a rib from a direct hit. Then, after the war, we had our own little fireworks show, which brought back memories from the Fourth. As the night progressed though, I got this nagging sense of dread, like I was being watched constantly. But Greg later made me more comfortable when he showed me his “armory” at his compound. He owns a lot of guns. That’s all that needs to be said. He then continued to show me where we’d be sleeping, and said to be ready bright and early to go blazing through the desert and go shooting for the majority of the day. Which was awesome, considering I’d never shot a firearm before. And we just got back a little over an hour ago. So the weekend was definitely filled with fun. Oh! Want to know the self-appointed name of his compound? FAW-BAK. Which is “Frequently Awesome World-Breaking Action Kompound" Man, this guy is amazing.

-Ishamael

Quick Update

Well Rebecca just called and asked if I was free this weekend, because she wanted to introduce me to Greg, who said he would plan something awesome. Must admit, I am a tad nervous. But Rebecca said not to worry, that I'd love it. So, If I survive,

Until Next Time,

-Ishamael

Happy/Hopeful

Well, Rebecca called me today. Asked me, cheerfully I might add, to go out for coffee/lunch with her. So I did… Obviously... What kind of person do you think I am? Anyways, it was, to say the least, extremely nice. And, as always I just over reacted with the whole no-contact thing. She was just visiting her brother after he had a “sudden medical emergency” which turned out to actually be a façade to get Rebecca and her Family out to his cabin in B.F.E. Where… turns out, there was no cell/anything civilized service. He brought them out there for, what she tells me, a “Kick-ass 50^th Anniversary party” for their parents. And after much partying, they finally got back last night and, after charging her phone, freaked at the sight of all my missed calls and other obsessive ramblings. I thought something had happened to her, so give me a break okay? So she made sure to call me as early as she saw fit. Which would be 8 in the A.M. Through which I almost slept because it was my day off. Glad I didn’t though. So, needless to say, everything between us is fine again. Knew you all were worrying so much… Oh! Forgot to mention that after much inquiry into this quirky thing she calls her brother, Rebecca said she would introduce us soon. He seems like a kick to be around, so I was most definitely intrigued in meeting him. And Rebecca was trying to convince me to start going to my sessions with Dr. M again. Which I may consider doing. And that is about it I guess. So,

Until Next Time,

-Ishamael

Confused

Well, Rebecca is back, for what it's worth. She's still not talking to me. No idea what is going on between me and her. We didn't have that talk that she said we were going to have. She's just been ignoring me basically. But Dr. M called today after I got home from work. He apologized for everything and wants to start up with the sessions again. Not sure that I want to though. Not while Rebecca and I aren't on speaking terms. I don't feel comfortable going without her. I guess I'll just see what happens though. Should all be fine. So, Until next time, whenever that may be


-Ishamael

Feeling Better

Well, as the title says, I'm beginning to feel better, mostly everything is gone except for my god awful cough. Not much has really happened, of any sort of importance, lately. Just was reminded of how boring my life is without work since I've been on sick leave. I mean I really have nothing to do... at all. It's quite pathetic really. It hasn't helped that Rebecca and I haven't really kept in touch since she was here last. So that has made it even more unbearable. She did call me tonight though, just to remind me that she was going to be gone for a few days starting tomorrow. On her way back up to Tahoe with family and stuff. She said that we would talk after she got back though. No idea what for. Making me a little uptight to think about it. I probably shouldn't dwell on it though. It's nothing I bet. So,

Until next time,

-Ishamael

Sick...

Well, even though I said I would post another entry sooner, that obviously didn't happen. To explain why... let's just say I've been pretty sick, with no hint of getting better in sight. I've been having cramps, most parts of my body are in an achy kind of pain, and this cough I have is going to kill me I think. I had the cough since about mid way through Tahoe, but I didn't think much of it at that point in time. Turns out I was wrong since I'm pretty sure it was the start of this wave of crap I've been feeling since the trip. Most food makes me gag, and I've been living on basically only rice the past few days... It's getting really bland to say the least. I've thrown up quite a bit, which also sucks a lot. Anywho, I called Rebecca today and she came over to cook dinner and take care of me tonight. She told me that she noticed my cough after I went on a short little walk by myself through the neighborhood where we were staying. Said I was gone longer then she expected, and when I got back I had the terrible cough.... I don't remember that walk at all... let alone the day she told me it took place on... I just thought the trip felt shorter than I expected, but I had no idea I missed an entire day... well, before I dwell on that too much... I need my rest. Hopefully I can kick this thing before Rebecca forces me to go to the doctor. I hate doctors.

Until then,

-Ishamael

Great Vacation

Well, Rebecca and I got back from our Tahoe getaway today. Must say, it was the greatest time I've had in a long long time. I had some unexplainable mood swings though, no idea why. Definitely wasn't long enough at all. Well I'm tired so I don't feel like typing too much at this time. I'll probably throw a post up tomorrow. So,

Until next time,

-Ishamael