January 3rd, 2001:

We saw Dracula 2000. It was interesting. Not a great movie… but it had its moments.

After the movie we went back to Julie’s place and hung for a couple hours. Ashley has never seen Mallrats and David and them had rented it…. but no one else but her and I wanted to watch it. Obviously my brain wasn’t functioning correctly, or I would have suggested that she and I go rent it and watch it over at my place.

About thirty minutes before I left, Johnny came over. Johnny is Ashley’s ex-boyfriend. The two of them are still good friends. She told me a few days ago, that the only problem with him is that every time they start becoming really good friends, he expresses that he wants more, and she just doesn’t want that with him right now. I guess, knowing that, I shouldn’t have any problems, but, for some reason the minute he walked in the door I took my hand off Ashley’s leg, hoping he didn’t notice. I don’t really care if he doesn’t approve, as he and I are not really friends… just acquaintances. But I don’t want to cause any unneeded tension between him and I or, more importantly, him and Ashley. On top of that, Johnny can be a bit violent, and I wouldn’t want him trying to kick my ass or anything.

At 12:30am, I decided to leave. Ashley stood up to give me a hug, without me even requesting it, so I guess that isn’t a bad sign. However, I still left feeling like Ashley doesn’t really care if I am around, one way or another. Maybe it is just her shyness and I am reading it as a lack of interest.

At any rate… even though she did call me today, I don’t think I am going to call her tomorrow.

Time to go make my bed and then lie in it. heh.

Going to a movie with David, Julie and Ashley.

And yes, Cindy, I went against your instructions and called her. And when I did, she told me she was going to work. And then a few hours later she called back and said she decided not to go, and wanted to know if I wanted to see a movie.

I feel a lot better now.

Last night, I was getting ready to watch a movie and enjoy a big bowl of popcorn with a friend, when I suddenly got very dizzy. Eventually, I threw up. I guess it must have been something I ate, because although last night was awful, I feel fine now that I have a little food in my stomach.

Until yesterday, I hadn’t thrown up (not counting those times due to alcohol) in over three years. I had almost forgotten how incredibly horrible that whole experience is. Some doctor somewhere should come up with a way to make it less painful and disgusting.