i don't understand it
my tolerance thermometer for socializing in bloomington gets hot and bothered SO MUCH QUICKER than it does in asheville. in btown, even with various peoples that i really really love, i see them once or twice a week, and i'm good. in asheville, i need so much less interval time between folks. what is it about north carolina people that's so bloody amazing?
[can anyone tell that i'm homesick?]
in other news, made lemon custard/blueberry tart, with almond-cardamom crust last night.
caught an incredible finish to a busman's holiday show at max's place on saturday night.
my sister has recently moved back home, and a family friend moved into my parent's house on wednesday, for an indefinite period of time, and through very little fault of their own, i believe that they could be fueling my intolerance for humans currently.
other current news:
*two cast iron frying pans seasoning in the oven.
*a mug of luke-cold yerba mate with honey to my right, and a jar half full of orange juice to my left.
*sitting with my leg tucked comfortingly beneath myself on a wicker chair has irritated once-forgotten bug bites, and left some really aesthetically attractive zebra-esque stripes on my legs.
other words on (in)tolerance: being privy to drunken behavior has increasingly been making me more and more uncomfortable. i find myself being rude and withdrawn in order to remove myself from situations where i would necessarily be subjected to such states of consciousness. since things with my sister developed a few years ago, i've been moving more and more towards this direction, but now that she's off probation, and legally allowed to inebriate herself once again, my discomforts have intensified, and have expanded at times to include discomfort in being around other substances as well. this, understandably, has had an impact on my social choices, especially in bloomington. *sigh* purely decadent soy- or coconut-cream parties are so much cooler, anyway.
a week and five days until i'm back in carolina...
[can anyone tell that i'm homesick?]
in other news, made lemon custard/blueberry tart, with almond-cardamom crust last night.
caught an incredible finish to a busman's holiday show at max's place on saturday night.
my sister has recently moved back home, and a family friend moved into my parent's house on wednesday, for an indefinite period of time, and through very little fault of their own, i believe that they could be fueling my intolerance for humans currently.
other current news:
*two cast iron frying pans seasoning in the oven.
*a mug of luke-cold yerba mate with honey to my right, and a jar half full of orange juice to my left.
*sitting with my leg tucked comfortingly beneath myself on a wicker chair has irritated once-forgotten bug bites, and left some really aesthetically attractive zebra-esque stripes on my legs.
other words on (in)tolerance: being privy to drunken behavior has increasingly been making me more and more uncomfortable. i find myself being rude and withdrawn in order to remove myself from situations where i would necessarily be subjected to such states of consciousness. since things with my sister developed a few years ago, i've been moving more and more towards this direction, but now that she's off probation, and legally allowed to inebriate herself once again, my discomforts have intensified, and have expanded at times to include discomfort in being around other substances as well. this, understandably, has had an impact on my social choices, especially in bloomington. *sigh* purely decadent soy- or coconut-cream parties are so much cooler, anyway.
a week and five days until i'm back in carolina...