It was a brilliant weekend that just went by. The first this year, so I was siked about it. By Friday, I had decided that I was going to get out in the sun and hopefully get some color to this pale skin of mine that has been wrapped up in layers of sweatshirts and jackets all winter. Nothing major. I just wanted to sit in the sun for awhile in a tank top and shorts.
So, when I got up this morning I started looking around for suntan lotion or baby oil. Anything that would help me tan faster. Nothing. I swore that I had bought one or the other, but if I had, I sure the hell don't remember where I put it. So, instead, I fill the bathroom sink with warm water and dumped a ton of salt in it and stirred it around until it dessolved. I remember living in San Diego and always sunburning at the beach after swimming in the ocean. So, I figured, what the hell, salt water is salt water right? So, I splashed it all over me and then went out front and just sat in a chair facing the sun, and everytime, I dried off, I would go back and splash more salt water on me. Within a half an hour I was burnt on my shoulders and couldn't take the heat anymore and went back inside.
Mission accomplished though. Salt water works. LOL. Probably better than the suntan lotion. Okay, okay. It probably dried up my skin like crazy, but, hey, I'm tanned. LOL. I think I'm going to try my salt water trick again next weekend. LOL.

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The weekend was pretty dry and droll for me. I didn't do much of anything. I thought about going shopping, but couldn't think of anything I needed. I thought about going to the movies, but I didn't know anything about the movies that were at the theater. I thought about redecorating the apartment but then decided that I'm truly being a lazy ass this weekend and convinced myself that the apartment looks perfect exactly the way it is. So, instead, I watched movies that I hadn't seen in awhile that had been gathering dust since they were last touched, and hung around thinking about all the things that I could be doing if I wasn't being so damn lazy. Oh well, some weekends, it's worth it to just relax and be. But, hey, I thought about alot of stuff that I could have been doing, and I heard this rumor that it's the thought that counts. So, when you look at it from that perspective, I did a whole hell of alot of stuff!

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I got a text message from MS today. Can�t remember the last time she contacted me. When we met, she called me practically everyday venting, complaining and expressing every aspect of her life especially all the minutes that she has been alcohol free with run downs of all the meetings and worldly feelings that she is suddenly having. We were on the phone for hours at a time and I thought we were going to have a great friendship.

Then one day, she said she was going home to Indiana to visit her family. Not sure what happened during that week she was there, but when she got back home to San Diego, the phone calls stopped, the emails, the text messages, everything. And we haven�t really talked since.

I didn�t spend any real time trying to keep in contact with her. It�s the internet. That�s just how things are. When you meet people on the internet, it always starts with a flair and then slowly drops off to nothing eventually. I never really knew why, but I just accepted it as that and just talk to people when we meet and let them go when they find a new avenue to follow. No bullshit. No crap. No hard feelings. Just a hope that they are living and doing well. So, that�s what I did with MS as well. I didn�t expect to hear from her again. But, after a couple of months of silence, she calls me up and says she wants to come to Vegas and see me. All I could think was �why?�. Maybe it was the computer that I told her I would give her, but changed my mind when we stopped talking. Maybe it was the outrigger canoe that I told her I would build for her, but have now been building it for myself since then. I have no clue. That was two weeks ago that she called and said that, and then everything dropped off again to silence. Until today, when I got the text message from her. It said, �thinking of you. MS�.

I sent her an email that said I had plans that weekend and will be with my family Memorial weekend, but she never responded to it. So, I don�t know if she has read it yet or even checked her email to know that I won�t be here if she comes. Just weird, I guess. After all the time not talking with no answers to why, I wonder why she is contacting me now.

It�s the internet, what can I say? Not that I don�t want her around or anything. She was actually a lot of fun to talk to and stay in touch with. I just wish I knew why.

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