Good F'ing Timing

Yesterday night, I sat down at my computer and let go of all my frustrations about Justin never calling or writing me. Actually, it was more a reflection on "patience" rather than "frustration." It was supposed to be in this spot. It was good. I just read it over... and damn, that was good writing. Wittiness included.

I was probably two paragraphs away from finishing it when I saw him online (wow!) and he told me he was just writing me an email. And we talked for a while. Online and then on the phone. It was nice to hear his voice again.

It's good to just write things down. Oh, it wasn't mean or anything... but sometimes life just gets on our nerves and we have this huge urge to get it down on paper and tell the whole world. I guess telling the whole world isn't that necessary anymore. More often than not, we just need to do things for ourselves, and give ourself time to personally reflect on things.

I feel better. Oh, a lot better indeed. The mountains can make you feel lonely.

Today's New Year's Eve. Bonfire tonight at La Jolla Shores. Ian should be there now claiming the pit. My shift is to hold it from 11am-1pm, and then the fire starts at 6pm. Why we couldn't make it an all-day beach party was beyond me. That would have made more sense, but maybe people get sick of the beach. Why? I don't know. Impossible!

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We do a lot, a feel a lot, of silly things when we care about someone. It often comes off as over-reacting, while in our hearts it's never enough. More so when we've been away from eachother. You see what daily life is like without the other person, and though it's usually not *horrible*, it very often would just be nice to experience the exciting moments with them, and to have their presence to make the normal moments less mundane.

And we always get angry when it seems like the other person didn't care as much as we did, don't we? I always get frustrated because it's like, "well, I could have excerted less energy caring." But in the end, we all care about each other. Not everyone is Mr. Romantic, and not every girl is perfect ... conflicts make books and film more entertaining, why not life?