Private Journal Entry
I know for certain my Aunt is twisting like whirling dervish in her grave over my lack of journal posts. It's been nearly a year this time around. I wonder what sort of penance that would require if she were around to comment? I'd probably be flogged to within an inch of my life, doused in salt water and put in the closet with nothing on but a rosary for days on end. How many Our Fathers and Hail Mary's does it take to pay for a year without confession? This would likely be treated as something far worse than simply lack of confession. Then again, seeing as The Pope has recently denounced Gay marraige publically and equates homosexiality with demonic activity, I don't see how my aunt could have done anything with me short of attempting an exorcism. I know what Karl would have to say about that, "If the Bitch wasn't already dead, I'd kill her myself." Mmmhmmm. It's probably good she's passed on. Enough about the old, repressed aunt...
So what has happened in the last year? What hasn't? There's a new grad student in the bio-chem departent name of Eric Bana. He's more than admitted he's only here for me. I find it rather amusing in a way. Karl get so jealous around him. I would never do a thing with Eric unless Karl wanted to do something, so I really just can't understand why Karl dislikes Eric so much. At least the man is honest about the things he wants.
We've gone through various changes in all the major departments at school. We've our history professor David Wenham. That man really needs to take classes in basic manners and learn a few social skills. I mean really, I still had something resembling skills when I came back from the jungle by comparison to him. And considering I was always staring at people and either grunting or speaking in Portuguese to answer people, that isn't saying a lot in regard to Professor Wenham. I think I'll consider him my next project for the school. We have our English Lit Professor Andy Serkis. I haven't seen him about much, but all the professors are due to meet with me in the next few weeks so that will change. I'd like to know what he's got going on. Professor Gerard Butler joined our Anthropology Department. He's an odd duck. He reminds me a great deal of Sarah in a way. I think it's something to do with his way of just immersing himself in what he's doing to the exclusion of all else. It's really something. There is Professor Issac's, a man that is extremely intelligent and more than a little full of himself.
Enough about school. Well, almost. Sarah got herself a boyfriend, Professor Sean Bean. He was here on an interim basis and decided to come on board full time this year so he wont have to leave her. Even if I hadn't had a place to put him, I would have hired him to keep them together. They're really quite a lovely couple and having Sarah here and happy makes Karl happy. Which, in the long run, makes me very happy.
Viggo and Orlando went on a long trip over last summer. They came back seeming quite happy with having had time together...well, at first. But then I found out that they really didnt have a lot of quality time even then. Viggo really does have issues he needs to deal with; sooner, rather than later. I intend to have a talk with him about it.
Karl went and got his hair braided a while back. I really didnt care for that at all. I couldnt run my hands through it. I really did miss his hair being loose and a genuinely shaggy mess. He looks so damned sexy with messy hair. Well, he's always sexy, but messy hair just makes me think of sex. Hmmmmm....
Karl's been working on getting over his lack of trust issues. We had a couple major arguments about that and money here and there. He's getting a lot better about both. Though just the other day Karl finally came to realize that we're not just a little rich. We're filthy rich. A fact that doesn't really phase me as I dont care about money, but it still freaks him out.
Karl was sick one stormy evening and rather than cleaning out the gutters as I should have done, I stayed in with him. Needless to say, climbing up to fix the roof the morning after was an extremely bad idea. I fell off the roof and broke my arm in a couple places. That hurt like nothing I remember feeling in my life. Karl felt guilty about it happening, though it was no one's fault but my own. I shouldnt have been up there without assistance. He kept sneaking drugs into my drinks or food. I really do not like feeling so completely unhinged. Not one little bit.
We had a wonderful Christmas together, then took a group of grad students down to the Amazon for a few weeks. I had to make a trip deep into the heart of the jungle for more samples of the rarer plants and with anyone in tow, it'd have taken me twice as long. Karl didn't like the idea of me going in alone, but he finally capitulated, and for that I am greatful. He did a really brilliant job helping the students learn while I was away. Of course, I gave him a scare on the way back. Not far from camp I encountered a wild boar at night and it managed to tear my forearm. Karl helped me clean up after I showed in camp covered in my blood and that of the boar's. He stitched up my arm and we wandered off to bathe. I was out of it sure, but I really just loved being with him again. That was the first time we'd been apart for any length of time since we've been together and it was very difficult. I really dont want to have to be apart from him like that again. I love him so much. If someone were to put me back where I was two years ago, knowing what I know now, I'd still marry him in a New York Minute. I may be crazy, but I'm not dumb.
Elijah's been gone for months filming a movie, which is very exciting. We miss having him show up now and again. I've been checking in with Ian periodically. He's doing okay, but misses Elijah to distraction. I can only imagine realy. I could barely handle 5 days away from Karl. When he gets back, we'll have to get those two to come for a dinner again, catch up with everyone.
Speaking of catching up, I'm behind on my studies and I've got papers to grade. I'd better get to it and think about what else I've missed mentioning here on another post at a later date...only not another bloody year from now!
THINGS TO REMEMBER:
1. Sarah is graduating this year, she needs a car
2. Seek an architect to work on plans to expand the house
3. Plan a nice spring vacation
4. Figure out a way to get Professor Wenham to actually ENJOY people.
5. Go shopping for Karl. Get him some new pants, shirts, socks and shoes. Bloody hell he's hard on clothes
6. Karl's naming ceremony anniversary is rapidly approaching; get him something nice--maybe another horse?