Have a Nice Day....
Happy Anniversary, Justin!!
Yesterday was one of the best days I've had in a LONG time. I've been away from the house pretty much until now, so I haven't had time to recollect my thoughts. But now it's time to reflect and get the homework/ errands done.
I suppose the goodness of the weekend started on Friday with the Japanese potluck. The food was good and it was fun to see people from class. Richard and Adam invited me over to their place on 34th for a "birthday" party they were having for Katie Callahan, one of the girls I know from the dorms last year. So I got a ride with them, only slightly concerned that I would have trouble getting home later, as I didn't plan on staying sober. Actually, I decided not to drink because I'd eaten so much good food, but I did smoke a rather copious amount of weed, which I think I'm beginning to prefer over alcohol. Anyway, all they had to drink was BAD beer.... I would have thrown up after two just due to the foul taste. The party itself was rather uneventful, except for some drama between Patrick and Jade that I would rather not have empathically picked up on, being stoned and super-sensitive to other people's emotions. It makes me think too much... and hurting when you're that philosophical is kind of a downward spiral. I managed to escape them for the most part and sort of kept to the circles and the couches where people were hanging out so I could watch and listen, which I was very content to do and didn't feel awkward about as I do when I'm sober. (i.e. not misplaced at all) I was pretty relaxed and had a good time talking to people... watching the comedy of drunks and people stoned off their gourd from doing gravity bong hits (which I didn't care to do). After a while, I was a little worried about getting home, since some of the Kincaid st people said that their safride van was full, but I managed to pull a ride with someone's DD before their van even got to the house. I ended up not feeling left out. Got home around 2 and crashed... it was a grand success, mostly because I didn't plan to go to either the potluck or the party and didn't have time to complain when I was swept away. A very satisfying feeling and one that was continued in the actions of Saturday.
Satruday morning I got up late and lazily and went to the Saturday Market on it's first day open. I'd planned just to go with Cat but Murray ended up coming along. It was a nice setup at the market with some new booths and old favorites. A new place with Garb, Wolf Pup! Though it's not as quality as the other lady... it's more synthetic. But this woman does mostly dresses and some are REALLY pretty. I was sad to learn that the lady who made the puzzle-rings has apparently passed away. It's too bad because I really did like her jewlery and always kind of wanted to get a ring. I picked up a gift for Justin, because it's our TWO YEAR ANNIVERSARY today (wahoo!)!!! And then we milled around some of the other shops outside of the market and wandered into The Cat's Meow, some antique dealer, Oregon Art Supply and Antrican (where I bought some insence). Finally, we wandered all the way down 13th, back to campus, near where I picked up the last surprise.
Justin, you will be most pleased with both surprises, but I feel the need to share one with the general public.
This is my equivalent of your leaving the black ring box on the dresser in Palm Beach for me to ogle for a week. I didn't look. Can you do the same? This is NOT a PRIVATE post so everyone feel free to read it, I'm just keeping it from him. ; )
With the advent of the second surprise, the day took a rather unusually spontaneous and zen turn. I'm excited about this, even though it was unexpected.
Please refrain from commenting on the above link so that it stays a secret... comment internal to the post, if you must. (I'll try to set it up)
Anyway, after that I was pretty giddy and hung out with Cat and Murray some more. We had dinner at "Grab a Ho" and then I went to the gym. I finally got in touch with Charles, after trying to reach him all day. We got together after I worked out and went for coffee with one of the most annoying, persistant, and pathetic girls I've ever met. She's basically using poor Charles as a wall off which to bounce her disfunctional life, and doesn't listen to any advice that he gives her. We FINALLY got rid of her and watched some Trigun while I basked in the glow of a Saturday well done. Tired and satisfied, I called Saferide for the first time, and they drove me home. How simple!
I crashed at around 3 last night and I'm DAMN tired today. But, instead of loafing around I went out to be moral support for Murray as he got his ears pierced and then he and I read books for class and had many interesting conversation tidbits outside of the library.
It was a good feeling, that. One of the mutual search for and sharing of knowledge. It was a comfort to read with someone and talk intermittantly about whatever crossed my mind. It's a glorious sunny day and I really felt like an intellectual, reading scientific philosophy and talking about life, dreams, sex, and humanity in general. The feeling was the idealization of my college dream.... sitting, thinking, being taken seriously, and knowing that you're discovering something about yourself and bonding with someone else simultaneously. Thanks, Murray-san!!
This has been a GREAT weekend. Special thanks to Cat, Charles, Murray, McCracken-san and anyone else I'm forgetting. May you all be blessed and joyous!
And thank you SO much, Wolf Pup, for getting home from St. John safely. I miss you, and the last two years have been IN-fucking-credible. Here's to more!!
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