Sleeping in is nice, except when roommates set alarm clocks. Not that I have a problem with people who need to get up, it's just that, in my opinion, if you set an alarm you should get out of bed when it goes off. But my roommate obviously has a slightly different opinion of the matter. His alarm went off at 10am, and he was still in bed when I left for lunch at noon. *sigh*
And I was actually a little productive during the day... my technical writing proposal is almost finished; this is a good thing, as it is due on Tuesday. I could've looked at my computer science project, but I finished it up last Thursday, and I'm 99.999% confident in it, and I'll just leave it be. The only other thing I really accomplished today was to get my computer working a little bit better: it no longer locks up when I try to play Final Fantasy :^).
But then, I think I need an alarm set when I start playing that game. I told Lis I'd meet her online at 4pm at the latest... well, I made a short little appearance in the middle of fixing my computer so it wouldn't lock up and I ran off again. I probably shouldn't have done that looking back, but that doesn't make things any better. Then tack on that I was almost an hour late hopping online, because I lost track of time while playing my game.
Lis is very forgiving, and I guess I'm very lucky... I often need that forgivness. I'm no where near perfect or what I think she deserves, but I try my best to keep her happy. I'm not doing that good of a job at the moment. I offered to put this aside for a bit and do something else, but she said I could just keep working on this. I don't quite think that's what she really wants, but I insist on believe everything she tells me. If she says she doesn't mind if I keep working on this, then I guess I'll keep at it.
It's depressing at times. I just want to make Lis happy. She makes me so very happy, and makes me feel so very fortunate to be able to spend time with her. But I just feel like I do such a bad job at it. I guess that's one reason why I've decided to do this journal: she seems to enjoy keeping a journal, and I have always tried to remind her to keep it up to date. I figure if I start keeping one, she might enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed (well, most of the time) reading hers and she can start bugging me to update mine. :-)
I think it's time I try to draft Lis into doing something. Maybe it'll help me feel better... but, more importantly, I hope it'll make her feel better. Later all....