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Day before yesterday I cleverly deduced that alia sabotaged my precious christmas stocking makeup. She became mildly perturbed when I informed mother that "there is a possibility that your daughter is a retard," at which point fisticuffs occured and my glasses got mashed in the process. They're functional, but one of the lenses won't pop all the way back in and they sit crookedly on my face (moreso than usual.)
Yesterday my parents' old friend Louay came to visit; he was friends with them in college and left charlotte when I was about 3, in 1993, to live in Lebanon. I believe they hadn't seen him since then - or mom hasn't anyway - and I never really remembered him or saw pictures of us together, but it was still really fun. He was really nice and funny and talked about my maternal grandmother and how mom and dad used to make fun of him for carrying a pen around in his shirt pocket at all times.
In the evening we went to a roof party where I made friends with a nice little girl named Yasmina who is about 6, and approximately my 3rd cousin. She does a remarkable impression of a small zombie (with growls and bites.) And also a stripper (those are her moms words.)
Today we went to a brunch-lunch at the little girl's house. I didn't want to go because I've had a spectacular headache where it hurts to touch my right eyeball and look in my peripherals, but the best I got away with was a postponement while mom took Alia to the hospital for strep throat. in the end, we had fun. The little girl's mom, Julia, has a very pretty home with a great deck on the 7th floor. So, plenty of shade and breeze.
Somewhere along the way we used up all the internet. Apparently there was a download limit, but to us download means like, limewire, whereas apparently it means stuff like youtube as well. So now we're back to rudimentary internet sharing on my uncle's computer.
Yesterday my parents' old friend Louay came to visit; he was friends with them in college and left charlotte when I was about 3, in 1993, to live in Lebanon. I believe they hadn't seen him since then - or mom hasn't anyway - and I never really remembered him or saw pictures of us together, but it was still really fun. He was really nice and funny and talked about my maternal grandmother and how mom and dad used to make fun of him for carrying a pen around in his shirt pocket at all times.
In the evening we went to a roof party where I made friends with a nice little girl named Yasmina who is about 6, and approximately my 3rd cousin. She does a remarkable impression of a small zombie (with growls and bites.) And also a stripper (those are her moms words.)
Today we went to a brunch-lunch at the little girl's house. I didn't want to go because I've had a spectacular headache where it hurts to touch my right eyeball and look in my peripherals, but the best I got away with was a postponement while mom took Alia to the hospital for strep throat. in the end, we had fun. The little girl's mom, Julia, has a very pretty home with a great deck on the 7th floor. So, plenty of shade and breeze.
Somewhere along the way we used up all the internet. Apparently there was a download limit, but to us download means like, limewire, whereas apparently it means stuff like youtube as well. So now we're back to rudimentary internet sharing on my uncle's computer.