But.... rythmicly.
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solidfoamsoulLong Long overdue recap of FL trip...
Cool things:
- Listening to "The Rainbow Connection" and passing a really cool looking swamp
- humming the seaQuest theme while going into a quickstop and buying gummie sharks
- Mutant powers presenting themselves again. I barely touched dad and shocked the hell out of him. Big sound, nice light, didn't feel a thing.
- A town called Bruce. Further down the road, two housing areas: "Portland" and "The Woodlands".
- Also, Jerry (from "Dick Van Dyke") reminds me a little of Richard Hunt.
Not cool things:
- the seaQuest theme swelling and immedeatly loosing the veiw of the ocean. Damn trees.
Adorable things:
- My uncle Lance and his two year old son Nathaniel. That's it. Just them. okay...
- Nathaniel telling Lance not to sing along during ABCs.
- Nathaniel saying "double-foo" for "W".
- Maria glowing at Lance while mentioning he never raises his voice to the kids
- Nathaniel and Lance "bickering" over food being too hot.
Maria: "Honey, check."
Lance: [checks] [to Nathaniel] "It is not."
Nathaniel: "Yeah!"
Lance: "No."
Nathaniel: "Yeah."
Lance: "No."
Nathaniel: "Yeah."
Lance: "No."
MAria: [to mom] "It's like having three kids."
6 - 18 - 06
Ryan's graduation was today. He goes, or rather, went to KEmpsville HS, in Virginia Beach. Mom and dad were shocked that kids and parents could scream and yell for the graduates. Can'tdo that at my old school. If you shouted, you got escorted out.
Aunt Terre did my hair all pretties. Vaugely Rennissance era of twisting and stuff. And we went to dinner afterward. Ryan had about 24 people attend his graduation. 24! That's a TV show! And about 21 more people that came souly for me. Anyway, I got to sit beside Nancy (my Pop-pop's wife, so my step grandma... or step-step grandma since he's mom's step-dad?) Now, I love Nancy, but I really wish I hadn't spoken with her. She's super nice and super cool and loves me and would totally be a witch if she just wasn't (she's got oils and crystals and they lived in Salem for about four years. Took me to all the cool pagan shops before I really became pagan and knew what the fuck everything was. Now they don't of course so now more shopping witch sprees for summer...) But she has a knack for wanting to discuss real-life stuff at the worse times... which is almost always for me. And mainly school things. I've done about 4 semesters at the local community college, skipped out halfway on two of those. And so of course she asked "So what about school?" Perfectly innocently, mind you, but with Ryan graduating and all I couldn't help thinking of how much I screwed up my academic thingys before I even left high school. Didn't take ACT or SAT, didn't apply to anything or for anything. Just went "I'll go to community college, do two years and then transfer." Well we know how that went. So I got really guilty and spoke of my own sabatoge. She asked me if I know why I did that, all caring and crap. I shook my head, to emotionally dissapointed with myself to respond, lest the tears erupt. "This makes you uncomfortable." She said, again with the caring. "Fuck yes!" I don't say. I take a gulp of water and change the subject. So yeah, subject change. HAppy thoughts. Puppets. I tell her about the interveiw for the library job and how they seemed all interested especially with my interest in puppetry. I make the mistake of looking at her and she's got the sympathetic I love you so much face on and that's when I almost start crying. You know, can't talk, my life is worthless. Luckily she changes the subject. Not a fucking clue what it was.
So Ryan's a free man! We get to eat. I mean we don't get to eat Ryan...
We get to the resturant and Jim (Aunt Terre's ex, who she dated for 10 years and was engaged to for one and pushed the wedding back twice and probably never planned very much of it anyway) is at the bar. Jim built the bar he was sitting at about fifteen years ago. He owned a construction company. HE sold it a few years ago. I really like Jim. He's really smart and funny and laid back and really really cool. He's a looks/sound mix of Jeff Goldblum and Donald Sutherland. HE's got a million dollar beach house we all used to go to Thanksgiving for, a chesapeak bay retriver named Dreamer and had a 23 year old Brumese cat named Charlie who died a few years ago. Probably the same year he sold his company I think. He found Charlie as a kitten on one of his construction sites. Charlie had four strokes and walked a bit sideways. Jim believed Charlie (and Dreamer) are reincarnations of some really special, intelligent people. Also, he wears a toe ring and almost always keep a ten oclock shadow if not a beard and wears sandles most of the time. Now tell me you don't love him already.
He recently got a 200 gallon fish tank and we talked about fish before ordering some.
So right, Jim was at the bar and I hadn' had a chance to say hi to him or anything at Ry's grduation since Jim left before taking pictures wih Ry to get tables at the resturant. So he waved to me, but not really. HE did a little one finger hooky-wavey thing. Like when people are holding drinks, ya know? Except he wasn't and had both hands free. That makes me feel special I don't know why. But Jim is one of those special people that always have a way of making you feel special. So all the guys hanging around the bar are going to be gentleman and give their sets up for the ladies (and Ryan). Jim specifically gives his to me and whil I'm walking to him, gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. (Which feels really nice because he has a beard.) "I've missed you," He says. "I missed you too." Last time we saw him was after his fall. And even then it was a few months before he was completely healed, but we did see him at his home and only for a few minutes on our way out of town.
So before you guys think I'm all weird-crushing on my would-be uncle, let me say it's a father-figure searching thing. Yeah cuz that explains it. =)
I seem to starve for adult male family affection. My own father is incapable phsycically and quite emotionally as well, if not completely unaware. I think my own contempt for him can be summed up when mom explained that I was always a mama's girl because dad couldn't "handle me, and would leave that to mom." I had a habit of punishing myself, ie bawling my eyes out, when I knew I was in trouble/did something wrong. Also his constant nagging, bitching, treating my mother like a child, yelling when he doesn't get his way, being a general pain in the ass and a hypocrite (ie telling everyone else things are not all about them. To which we have all agreed because clearly things are all about him.)
6 - 19 - 06
Redkin shampoo smells like Obbession by Calvin Klien. I used Aunt Terre's shampoo. Which, coincidently is what Jim always wears. I didn't know it was even Obession until I was about 17 when Jim gave dad a bottle for Christmas. It was just always Jim's smell.
6 - 20 - 06
Last night we went out to eat at CP Shuckys. Everyone (but Ryan) had Red Headed Sluts. It's a rather large shot. Peach scnapps, yeager and something else, but it basically tastes like cherry flavor cough sryup and I don't really know why Aunt Terre kept going on and onabout getting me to have one. Then Ryan and I hopped over to a tee shirt shop across the street. i got two Evil Dead shirts, a Kermit shirt and a Ninja Turtles shirt for Ali. Also I think I may have figure out what Steve Whitmire's shirt says in this picture. "I like you. You remind me of when I was young and stupid." ..But then again maybe not. Can anyone deceipher this riddle?
6 - 21 - 06
I'm starting to like Aunt Terre less the more I spend time with her. She's really great the first day and just slowly gets more impatient and naggy. I'm glad my mom isn't like that. Terre constantly blames Ryan for making them late when she tells him to get ready ten minutes before everyone's ready to go like he knew we were even leaving! That's one of the examples of how she rains fire and brimstone on the poor boy. They have a constant power struggle. I asked ryan if they were coming to Long Beach with us two weeks from now and he says he never even knew about it when mom told Terre about it three weeks ago. Now how exactly is Ryan supposed to ask for days off when she doesnt tell him what'sgoing on? Either way she will blame him andhe will be excluded from planned activities. Total Hera. Except for the actual killing of things.
I had a drink called (no joke) "Shark bait (Ooh Haha!)" It was pineapple-y. And then I had one called "Sex on the beach" the previous night. "Sure you don't want more Sex?" Pop pop asked me when the waitress came back around. Did I mention my Poppop is the silliest grandpa ever. But is still increddily cool?
Also Ryan is hilarious. Or Hugh-Larie-ous. A term he pegged.
Upon seeing our 8th floor veiw from the balcony: "Dude, you could so shoot people from up here."
Watching "The Grudge", on how scary it is: "This movie makes me cry."
About Ted Raimi's last scene and his look of perplexition: "He's so cute, I could just kiss him."
Promping explination: "He had this baby face... I really don't know where that came from."
New catch-phrases (from both of us)
what I've told him of "The L Word": "Poopie-shit."
me mishearing Ryan: "Snacktime for Jesus." (I don't remember what he really said.)
an actual sign on a resturant: "Beach sauce."
while at the Aquarium: "Aye, seaturles", after watching "Deep Sea" Imax experience narrorated by Johnny Depp and Kate Winslet, music by Danny Elfman and no they didn't sell the soundtrack those bastards. and "Aye, [insert humorous sea animal here]."
usage: "Ryan! Did you sweep out theater eight?" "Aye, seaturtles..."
There! Happy everyone? Or rather, Lauren? Since she was the onewho really bugged me most about posting it (if not the only person who did, really) I'll make sure to mention that I did in future posting or whatnot since she is having cable troubles.
And now, yay(!) Work(!)
((According to Buffy The Vampire Slayer subtitles, sarcasim ends in parthense!))
Current mood:
Cool things:
- Listening to "The Rainbow Connection" and passing a really cool looking swamp
- humming the seaQuest theme while going into a quickstop and buying gummie sharks
- Mutant powers presenting themselves again. I barely touched dad and shocked the hell out of him. Big sound, nice light, didn't feel a thing.
- A town called Bruce. Further down the road, two housing areas: "Portland" and "The Woodlands".
- Also, Jerry (from "Dick Van Dyke") reminds me a little of Richard Hunt.
Not cool things:
- the seaQuest theme swelling and immedeatly loosing the veiw of the ocean. Damn trees.
Adorable things:
- My uncle Lance and his two year old son Nathaniel. That's it. Just them. okay...
- Nathaniel telling Lance not to sing along during ABCs.
- Nathaniel saying "double-foo" for "W".
- Maria glowing at Lance while mentioning he never raises his voice to the kids
- Nathaniel and Lance "bickering" over food being too hot.
Maria: "Honey, check."
Lance: [checks] [to Nathaniel] "It is not."
Nathaniel: "Yeah!"
Lance: "No."
Nathaniel: "Yeah."
Lance: "No."
Nathaniel: "Yeah."
Lance: "No."
MAria: [to mom] "It's like having three kids."
6 - 18 - 06
Ryan's graduation was today. He goes, or rather, went to KEmpsville HS, in Virginia Beach. Mom and dad were shocked that kids and parents could scream and yell for the graduates. Can'tdo that at my old school. If you shouted, you got escorted out.
Aunt Terre did my hair all pretties. Vaugely Rennissance era of twisting and stuff. And we went to dinner afterward. Ryan had about 24 people attend his graduation. 24! That's a TV show! And about 21 more people that came souly for me. Anyway, I got to sit beside Nancy (my Pop-pop's wife, so my step grandma... or step-step grandma since he's mom's step-dad?) Now, I love Nancy, but I really wish I hadn't spoken with her. She's super nice and super cool and loves me and would totally be a witch if she just wasn't (she's got oils and crystals and they lived in Salem for about four years. Took me to all the cool pagan shops before I really became pagan and knew what the fuck everything was. Now they don't of course so now more shopping witch sprees for summer...) But she has a knack for wanting to discuss real-life stuff at the worse times... which is almost always for me. And mainly school things. I've done about 4 semesters at the local community college, skipped out halfway on two of those. And so of course she asked "So what about school?" Perfectly innocently, mind you, but with Ryan graduating and all I couldn't help thinking of how much I screwed up my academic thingys before I even left high school. Didn't take ACT or SAT, didn't apply to anything or for anything. Just went "I'll go to community college, do two years and then transfer." Well we know how that went. So I got really guilty and spoke of my own sabatoge. She asked me if I know why I did that, all caring and crap. I shook my head, to emotionally dissapointed with myself to respond, lest the tears erupt. "This makes you uncomfortable." She said, again with the caring. "Fuck yes!" I don't say. I take a gulp of water and change the subject. So yeah, subject change. HAppy thoughts. Puppets. I tell her about the interveiw for the library job and how they seemed all interested especially with my interest in puppetry. I make the mistake of looking at her and she's got the sympathetic I love you so much face on and that's when I almost start crying. You know, can't talk, my life is worthless. Luckily she changes the subject. Not a fucking clue what it was.
So Ryan's a free man! We get to eat. I mean we don't get to eat Ryan...
We get to the resturant and Jim (Aunt Terre's ex, who she dated for 10 years and was engaged to for one and pushed the wedding back twice and probably never planned very much of it anyway) is at the bar. Jim built the bar he was sitting at about fifteen years ago. He owned a construction company. HE sold it a few years ago. I really like Jim. He's really smart and funny and laid back and really really cool. He's a looks/sound mix of Jeff Goldblum and Donald Sutherland. HE's got a million dollar beach house we all used to go to Thanksgiving for, a chesapeak bay retriver named Dreamer and had a 23 year old Brumese cat named Charlie who died a few years ago. Probably the same year he sold his company I think. He found Charlie as a kitten on one of his construction sites. Charlie had four strokes and walked a bit sideways. Jim believed Charlie (and Dreamer) are reincarnations of some really special, intelligent people. Also, he wears a toe ring and almost always keep a ten oclock shadow if not a beard and wears sandles most of the time. Now tell me you don't love him already.
He recently got a 200 gallon fish tank and we talked about fish before ordering some.
So right, Jim was at the bar and I hadn' had a chance to say hi to him or anything at Ry's grduation since Jim left before taking pictures wih Ry to get tables at the resturant. So he waved to me, but not really. HE did a little one finger hooky-wavey thing. Like when people are holding drinks, ya know? Except he wasn't and had both hands free. That makes me feel special I don't know why. But Jim is one of those special people that always have a way of making you feel special. So all the guys hanging around the bar are going to be gentleman and give their sets up for the ladies (and Ryan). Jim specifically gives his to me and whil I'm walking to him, gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. (Which feels really nice because he has a beard.) "I've missed you," He says. "I missed you too." Last time we saw him was after his fall. And even then it was a few months before he was completely healed, but we did see him at his home and only for a few minutes on our way out of town.
So before you guys think I'm all weird-crushing on my would-be uncle, let me say it's a father-figure searching thing. Yeah cuz that explains it. =)
I seem to starve for adult male family affection. My own father is incapable phsycically and quite emotionally as well, if not completely unaware. I think my own contempt for him can be summed up when mom explained that I was always a mama's girl because dad couldn't "handle me, and would leave that to mom." I had a habit of punishing myself, ie bawling my eyes out, when I knew I was in trouble/did something wrong. Also his constant nagging, bitching, treating my mother like a child, yelling when he doesn't get his way, being a general pain in the ass and a hypocrite (ie telling everyone else things are not all about them. To which we have all agreed because clearly things are all about him.)
6 - 19 - 06
Redkin shampoo smells like Obbession by Calvin Klien. I used Aunt Terre's shampoo. Which, coincidently is what Jim always wears. I didn't know it was even Obession until I was about 17 when Jim gave dad a bottle for Christmas. It was just always Jim's smell.
6 - 20 - 06
Last night we went out to eat at CP Shuckys. Everyone (but Ryan) had Red Headed Sluts. It's a rather large shot. Peach scnapps, yeager and something else, but it basically tastes like cherry flavor cough sryup and I don't really know why Aunt Terre kept going on and onabout getting me to have one. Then Ryan and I hopped over to a tee shirt shop across the street. i got two Evil Dead shirts, a Kermit shirt and a Ninja Turtles shirt for Ali. Also I think I may have figure out what Steve Whitmire's shirt says in this picture. "I like you. You remind me of when I was young and stupid." ..But then again maybe not. Can anyone deceipher this riddle?
6 - 21 - 06
I'm starting to like Aunt Terre less the more I spend time with her. She's really great the first day and just slowly gets more impatient and naggy. I'm glad my mom isn't like that. Terre constantly blames Ryan for making them late when she tells him to get ready ten minutes before everyone's ready to go like he knew we were even leaving! That's one of the examples of how she rains fire and brimstone on the poor boy. They have a constant power struggle. I asked ryan if they were coming to Long Beach with us two weeks from now and he says he never even knew about it when mom told Terre about it three weeks ago. Now how exactly is Ryan supposed to ask for days off when she doesnt tell him what'sgoing on? Either way she will blame him andhe will be excluded from planned activities. Total Hera. Except for the actual killing of things.
I had a drink called (no joke) "Shark bait (Ooh Haha!)" It was pineapple-y. And then I had one called "Sex on the beach" the previous night. "Sure you don't want more Sex?" Pop pop asked me when the waitress came back around. Did I mention my Poppop is the silliest grandpa ever. But is still increddily cool?
Also Ryan is hilarious. Or Hugh-Larie-ous. A term he pegged.
Upon seeing our 8th floor veiw from the balcony: "Dude, you could so shoot people from up here."
Watching "The Grudge", on how scary it is: "This movie makes me cry."
About Ted Raimi's last scene and his look of perplexition: "He's so cute, I could just kiss him."
Promping explination: "He had this baby face... I really don't know where that came from."
New catch-phrases (from both of us)
what I've told him of "The L Word": "Poopie-shit."
me mishearing Ryan: "Snacktime for Jesus." (I don't remember what he really said.)
an actual sign on a resturant: "Beach sauce."
while at the Aquarium: "Aye, seaturles", after watching "Deep Sea" Imax experience narrorated by Johnny Depp and Kate Winslet, music by Danny Elfman and no they didn't sell the soundtrack those bastards. and "Aye, [insert humorous sea animal here]."
usage: "Ryan! Did you sweep out theater eight?" "Aye, seaturtles..."
There! Happy everyone? Or rather, Lauren? Since she was the onewho really bugged me most about posting it (if not the only person who did, really) I'll make sure to mention that I did in future posting or whatnot since she is having cable troubles.
And now, yay(!) Work(!)
((According to Buffy The Vampire Slayer subtitles, sarcasim ends in parthense!))
Current mood:
