Summer-part 3
Collin, the boy that made high school bearable, called me yesterday. Granted, I finally got up the balls to call him first, but him calling me back is a big deal. We haven't talked since October break for technical and other reasons. He stopped checking his facebook because I was the only person he would talk to on it. My AIM doesn't work. He doesn't do phone.
It's hard.
Point being, It had been a long time. It was really, really nice to hear from him. He doesn't believe me, but he would do well at Oberlin. However, the neoliberalism might drive him a little bonkers.
Had fun hanging out with Natalie and Kurt and then went to the house where Catherine, Benny, Molly, and a bunch of other people are living. I ate cake, played taboo, and set off fireworks at Jess Cumming's birthday celebration.
Saw Jenny Saladik for the first time in a while. The same day Sean, my housemate, introduced me to kill bill. dear god, what a wonderful movie. Who but Uma Thurman could possibly be bad ass enough to will herself out of being a paraplegic?
Watched Blue Velvet with Aries and then spent a full day making dulce de leche.
Blue velvet was horrific. It made sex sound horribly unappealing. However, the dulce de leche was delicious. Commenting on the most horrendous aspects of the movie with Aries was pretty fun too. Aries also cleaned my kitchen, which was sweet, but way way too nice of her. Thank you Aries.
As a random side note....my, of the cat formerly known as my cat, had an abortion and got spayed. The abortion is sad because I don't see it as entirely necessary. However, it is a very good thing that she got spayed. They kind of did a shit job, so I hope she heals okay. I might take her to another vet to get them to look at it .
Also, Ivy introduced me to Garfield without Garfield comics:
http://garfieldminusgarfield.net/page/4
good for a momentary laugh. It is Garfield with all of Garfield's lines removed, making john look rather like the pathetic lonely middle aged man he is. Like this one entry from May 22nd:
there's also dysfunctional family circus:
Does Daddy know you're a lesbian?
or this one:
Don't feel too bad, Daddy. It happens to all men sometimes.