Home again, home again...
(jiggety-jig)
Ah Eugene. Ah, Salem. How smooth the air feels here, how clean... how... dry. I don't think I'll miss the humidity of the midwest, but so many other things I will miss.

It's both good to be back and hugely disappointing. I'm not sure that spending a weekend at the Salem Days of Olde faire helped me get reacclimated or not. It certainly got me reaccustomed to being with Justin. I'm grateful for that. After sleeping alone for two weeks and dealing with the fact that I really don't seem to have the hormone rushes that I used to have, I wondered how much I missed it. I still blame the Ortho Cyclen for my depleted yiffiness... part of me always wants to say "well, when I was younger (read: 13+)..." but then I realize, dammit, I'm only NINETEEN. Blar. I don't feel discontent, really, or imbalanced. I just feel... flat... the same, all the time. Sigh.

Anyway, the faire was fun. If you want, read the short article written about it in the Salem Statesman Journal that makes me look like a total tool, ditz, and fangirl. How embarrasing. I suppose it's justified, though, the guy basically tried to get the scoop on the Knights from ME and since I don't really belong TO the group I told him I couldn't officially give him details because I was only travelling with them. The "really geeky" comment sounds better in the full context: "I'm not really hardcore into the faires but I've been to more this year than ever before. I think they're fun because it's great to be around adults who can really play. These people do this for fun. It's not a job, it doesn't pay well, it's something we all enjoy. A lot of people think it's really geeky, but it's it's acting, really." It was funny talking to the reporter. He really had little social skills for someone who was paid to talk to people. It was obvious he was trying to set someone up for that first line about "feeling out of place" because he kept asking us that and we were like... "um, not really..." He also wore huge sunglasses the whole time he talked to us and had horribly crooked teeth. I can't blame him for the teeth but the glasses really bother me. I don't care if they're your new $250 Oakleys (Justinnnnnnn) or some cheap Wal-Mart plastic lenses, take them off so I can see you!!