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Jul. 8th, 2003 01:58 amOddness last night, I discovered that I have worse sun alergies than I had thought, and that I do, in fact, need vitamins. They are good for you, especially when trying to do anorexia lite. Vits and diet pills, can't go wrong with that.... Anyway. And then got drunk with Apples. Well, I was buzzed, he was pretty well pissed. And we talked about odd occulty things, which explained in the process a god deal of other reasons that I've been off recently. Very long story, and I don't really feel like going into it, as I'm pretty sure that I'll just be branded shizophrenic. Honestly and truly.
So those of you who read Remy's journal will know that we found one of his early high school friends, Elizabeth, who is much fun. We hung out with her and her sigoth and kid today, and her kid is fun, but a hellion and hard on toys, her sigoth has the most lovely shade of purple hair and seems like as much of a geek as everyone else I've met here, and Elizabeth herself reminds me a lot of Kat. Not so much in appearance, though some would accuse them of being sisters. I don't know, something about larger cute gothy chicks with a similar bearing and style. Or in mannerisms, though they are similar as well, and similar in voice as well. Maybe it's all of these things, but I really liked her, and want to spend more time with them, which seems likely. This is cool in its own right, though I'm fairly sure that part of this enthusiasm is due to a) I miss Kat a *lot*, and b) I miss having other people around. Like not the ones we live with. She very much has a Mother aspect to her, as in the archetypal bearing, as well as something more young, and older, and I'm intrigued. And then they had to leave, because Small Child was very tired. We had also all gotten very, very, very wet in the rain in the block between the Strand and our house. There was not a dry bit on any of us, I think. It was amusing, and we brought it entirely on ourselves. It was like Saratoga, the way the gutters were so rushing with water, Like it did there in the spring and summer.... About this time of year, really. The rain I always got caught in, and eventually got so very wet that there was no point in not playing in gutter water. It wasn't like I would get any wetter.... Maybe that's part of the comparison? I see her on a day like Saratoga, and Kat is part of Saratoga? Eh.
So then they were gone, and much fun had been had by all and then I was bored. Very bored. So I made cookies. And didn't have much of the batter, just enough to see how they'd turn out, and only had maybe two of the cookies when they were done. I didn't bake for the eating, just for the waste of time. And you know? They'll get eaten. All of them. I live with several boys who like peanut butter cookies, and I have no worries they'll go stale. This so rocks. I can cook out of boredom now, and not have to throw out the leftovers because no one actually want to *eat* it. And I still love David Bowie. Especially the old stuff.
So those of you who read Remy's journal will know that we found one of his early high school friends, Elizabeth, who is much fun. We hung out with her and her sigoth and kid today, and her kid is fun, but a hellion and hard on toys, her sigoth has the most lovely shade of purple hair and seems like as much of a geek as everyone else I've met here, and Elizabeth herself reminds me a lot of Kat. Not so much in appearance, though some would accuse them of being sisters. I don't know, something about larger cute gothy chicks with a similar bearing and style. Or in mannerisms, though they are similar as well, and similar in voice as well. Maybe it's all of these things, but I really liked her, and want to spend more time with them, which seems likely. This is cool in its own right, though I'm fairly sure that part of this enthusiasm is due to a) I miss Kat a *lot*, and b) I miss having other people around. Like not the ones we live with. She very much has a Mother aspect to her, as in the archetypal bearing, as well as something more young, and older, and I'm intrigued. And then they had to leave, because Small Child was very tired. We had also all gotten very, very, very wet in the rain in the block between the Strand and our house. There was not a dry bit on any of us, I think. It was amusing, and we brought it entirely on ourselves. It was like Saratoga, the way the gutters were so rushing with water, Like it did there in the spring and summer.... About this time of year, really. The rain I always got caught in, and eventually got so very wet that there was no point in not playing in gutter water. It wasn't like I would get any wetter.... Maybe that's part of the comparison? I see her on a day like Saratoga, and Kat is part of Saratoga? Eh.
So then they were gone, and much fun had been had by all and then I was bored. Very bored. So I made cookies. And didn't have much of the batter, just enough to see how they'd turn out, and only had maybe two of the cookies when they were done. I didn't bake for the eating, just for the waste of time. And you know? They'll get eaten. All of them. I live with several boys who like peanut butter cookies, and I have no worries they'll go stale. This so rocks. I can cook out of boredom now, and not have to throw out the leftovers because no one actually want to *eat* it. And I still love David Bowie. Especially the old stuff.
