This is my face, covered with freckles....
I am SO happy to have finished editing Capstone. It came out really beautifully, and I'm really glad to have been chief editor and be the one to really see it all come together. I could never have gotten through it without everyone else's help.
Kate Nash and Honeyhoney are my new favorites, other than Blake Shelton... I never knew that it was him who covered Michael Buble's "Home," but it makes me so happy that we both love that song.
Got a letter back from Tom, the thought of seeing Ian's name in the same address, a letter from a PV2 makes me very nervous and sad. But he seems to be talking about different things a bit more lately -- police officer, border patrol, ATF.. I just hope he can pay off his debts and get back in school, and maybe then decide to forgo the army. I'm so torn between complete support for him and just wanting to be selfish and keep him to myself. I already share him with the Xbox mistress, do I need to fight the Army off too? He laughs, and it's funny, but I'd hate to lose him to the Army for that long... The thought of receiving a folded flag breaks my heart (though I did call dibs on my grandmother's and my father's flags this weekend... morbid much?)
Saw Songs for a New World this weekend, I really like it, though I wish they had cast one of the members better. It did kinda pull the show down a bit, but I'm glad Ian didn't completely hate it. It was a lot shorter than I thought it would have been -- I liked the simplicity, but it wasn't as moving as I would have liked. It was strange to hear songs I performed in choir performed again... like trying to find Untraveled Worlds online, it's almost like it isn't genuine. I guess the CCHS musical was this weekend, lots of posts on Fbook...
After all the stress of editing in the past week, especially yesterday, last night was such a relief and release. As I became more and more anxious (and mum rode my ass more and more about stupid shit), Ian got up and made me a cup of tea, and after I sent the paper on to the group, proceeded to work the knots from my shoulders and feet. We watched the end of the Bruins game (amazing) and then watched a history special about if Hitler is dead or not and cuddled. What could be better. For some reason, I felt so happy and close with him there last night. It was lovely.
For the first time, Ian was carrying all day.. in my house. He was pouring coffee in the morning, and as I ran my hands over his back and wound my arms around his waist I felt it and jumped. He laughed, and so did I. It's strange -- at first my mind clicked (Oh, Ian's gun) and accepted it. I think that's what made me jump was my overall acceptance of the weapon. After a while of cuddling with him, the hardness of the gun was comforting. I know it means a lot to him for me to be accepting and comfortable around his guns. I trust him so much, he knows more about guns than 99% of people who own them, and I've become very accepting of them.
We went to the bookshop and poked around a bit, and by then I had forgotten he was carrying. The weather was nice and we both needed a little more fresh air, so I put my knowledge of raynham to use and we went to a playground... except its a school zone, so he couldn't have the gun on him... no worries, we worked it out. There were some punkish middle school kids messing around, but Ian and I had a good time.. I've never swung so high in my life... sometimes he's almost too strong!
Supper with my folks was nice as always, and afterward I decided I was way too tired to head back into the city that night. I took an early commuter rail in from Bwater this morning. I can see myself commuting somewhere one day, it's really relaxing to just sit and read on the train. I wonder now where I'll end up for grad school. I loved Berkeley, but I wonder if I'm smart enough or if it will be feasible to be in California by then.. who knows. University of Montana is really beautiful and has some really cool programs. As great as Berkeley was, I can't help but feel that it may be a bit too conventional for me. We'll see.
Life is so exciting and unpredictable. I wonder where I'll end up, and I can't help but dream about it.
Three cheers for rambling!
Kate Nash and Honeyhoney are my new favorites, other than Blake Shelton... I never knew that it was him who covered Michael Buble's "Home," but it makes me so happy that we both love that song.
Got a letter back from Tom, the thought of seeing Ian's name in the same address, a letter from a PV2 makes me very nervous and sad. But he seems to be talking about different things a bit more lately -- police officer, border patrol, ATF.. I just hope he can pay off his debts and get back in school, and maybe then decide to forgo the army. I'm so torn between complete support for him and just wanting to be selfish and keep him to myself. I already share him with the Xbox mistress, do I need to fight the Army off too? He laughs, and it's funny, but I'd hate to lose him to the Army for that long... The thought of receiving a folded flag breaks my heart (though I did call dibs on my grandmother's and my father's flags this weekend... morbid much?)
Saw Songs for a New World this weekend, I really like it, though I wish they had cast one of the members better. It did kinda pull the show down a bit, but I'm glad Ian didn't completely hate it. It was a lot shorter than I thought it would have been -- I liked the simplicity, but it wasn't as moving as I would have liked. It was strange to hear songs I performed in choir performed again... like trying to find Untraveled Worlds online, it's almost like it isn't genuine. I guess the CCHS musical was this weekend, lots of posts on Fbook...
After all the stress of editing in the past week, especially yesterday, last night was such a relief and release. As I became more and more anxious (and mum rode my ass more and more about stupid shit), Ian got up and made me a cup of tea, and after I sent the paper on to the group, proceeded to work the knots from my shoulders and feet. We watched the end of the Bruins game (amazing) and then watched a history special about if Hitler is dead or not and cuddled. What could be better. For some reason, I felt so happy and close with him there last night. It was lovely.
For the first time, Ian was carrying all day.. in my house. He was pouring coffee in the morning, and as I ran my hands over his back and wound my arms around his waist I felt it and jumped. He laughed, and so did I. It's strange -- at first my mind clicked (Oh, Ian's gun) and accepted it. I think that's what made me jump was my overall acceptance of the weapon. After a while of cuddling with him, the hardness of the gun was comforting. I know it means a lot to him for me to be accepting and comfortable around his guns. I trust him so much, he knows more about guns than 99% of people who own them, and I've become very accepting of them.
We went to the bookshop and poked around a bit, and by then I had forgotten he was carrying. The weather was nice and we both needed a little more fresh air, so I put my knowledge of raynham to use and we went to a playground... except its a school zone, so he couldn't have the gun on him... no worries, we worked it out. There were some punkish middle school kids messing around, but Ian and I had a good time.. I've never swung so high in my life... sometimes he's almost too strong!
Supper with my folks was nice as always, and afterward I decided I was way too tired to head back into the city that night. I took an early commuter rail in from Bwater this morning. I can see myself commuting somewhere one day, it's really relaxing to just sit and read on the train. I wonder now where I'll end up for grad school. I loved Berkeley, but I wonder if I'm smart enough or if it will be feasible to be in California by then.. who knows. University of Montana is really beautiful and has some really cool programs. As great as Berkeley was, I can't help but feel that it may be a bit too conventional for me. We'll see.
Life is so exciting and unpredictable. I wonder where I'll end up, and I can't help but dream about it.
Three cheers for rambling!