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my LJ is being all weird so i hope this update works...
anyway. i'm house-sitting. i have been for the last week and a half. it's nice, i guess. it's been very good to have some time on my own. i'm also puppy-sitting a little toto dog named virgil and his neurotic friend idgy, who never stops panting no matter the hour or how long he's been in the house. sometimes luis comes over and they miraculously calm down. he's like the dog whisperer or something. he came over saturday night and we had fun: a drive down old cutler listening to good music, denny's, and "blazing saddles." the trip to denny's made me think though. that denny's has really been there for me, or at least been the only convenient place open so late. my friend erica and i used to go there when i visited from src and we would get oreo pie every time; dave and i would go there after our drives and he taught me how to drink coffee there; four days after i met john, i met him and alexis there after a concert they went to and i paid for the meal... wioaioahioat; i went there with luis saturday and we had laughs and milkshakes.
the good weekend continued last night when i went to my aunt gina's house for father's day where my mother's large family lavished gifts upon my grandfather. it was a lot of fun. i hadn't seen most of them for a while, a while being three weeks because they all went to europe and saw amazing things there. looking at their photos makes me want to go even more than i already did. ghent looked amazing and amsterdam sounded unreal. my grandparents brought me back this chocolate called milka, which is the best chocolate ever. it's not high-end stuff. you can find it in the supermarkets in there, but it's my favorite, because i love milk chocolate and it's really soft. i couldn't believe they remembered. the last time i was with them and ate that chocolate, i was sixteen. it's the little presents like that, where someone remembers something little you loved from a long time ago without you having mentioned it, that are the best. that's why family is great, my mom's family at least. these people know me so well. i think that every time i'm with them. it's going to suck when i move away. i can be myself around them more than any other friends i have right now. like last night i was all drunk and silly-stupid, and normally when i get drunk around people i get really quiet and everyone asks, "are you ok?" like five million times, but when i get drunk with my family i'm myself turned up five notches instead of myself sitting back and watching everyone being drunk and being themselves turned up five notches.
also, i should say that being drunk last night was nice for another, different reason: trappist beer. my uncle garth brought it back from belgium. it really was the best beer i've had, and i'm not a big beer person. i didn't even know what it was until my uncle wanted his beer back after he left his glass with me and i refused to hand it over. it has a really high alcohol content: 8 percent. but it's something i've always wanted to drink, and it's good to do something you've always wanted to do, especially when it involves alcohol.
anyway. i'm house-sitting. i have been for the last week and a half. it's nice, i guess. it's been very good to have some time on my own. i'm also puppy-sitting a little toto dog named virgil and his neurotic friend idgy, who never stops panting no matter the hour or how long he's been in the house. sometimes luis comes over and they miraculously calm down. he's like the dog whisperer or something. he came over saturday night and we had fun: a drive down old cutler listening to good music, denny's, and "blazing saddles." the trip to denny's made me think though. that denny's has really been there for me, or at least been the only convenient place open so late. my friend erica and i used to go there when i visited from src and we would get oreo pie every time; dave and i would go there after our drives and he taught me how to drink coffee there; four days after i met john, i met him and alexis there after a concert they went to and i paid for the meal... wioaioahioat; i went there with luis saturday and we had laughs and milkshakes.
the good weekend continued last night when i went to my aunt gina's house for father's day where my mother's large family lavished gifts upon my grandfather. it was a lot of fun. i hadn't seen most of them for a while, a while being three weeks because they all went to europe and saw amazing things there. looking at their photos makes me want to go even more than i already did. ghent looked amazing and amsterdam sounded unreal. my grandparents brought me back this chocolate called milka, which is the best chocolate ever. it's not high-end stuff. you can find it in the supermarkets in there, but it's my favorite, because i love milk chocolate and it's really soft. i couldn't believe they remembered. the last time i was with them and ate that chocolate, i was sixteen. it's the little presents like that, where someone remembers something little you loved from a long time ago without you having mentioned it, that are the best. that's why family is great, my mom's family at least. these people know me so well. i think that every time i'm with them. it's going to suck when i move away. i can be myself around them more than any other friends i have right now. like last night i was all drunk and silly-stupid, and normally when i get drunk around people i get really quiet and everyone asks, "are you ok?" like five million times, but when i get drunk with my family i'm myself turned up five notches instead of myself sitting back and watching everyone being drunk and being themselves turned up five notches.
also, i should say that being drunk last night was nice for another, different reason: trappist beer. my uncle garth brought it back from belgium. it really was the best beer i've had, and i'm not a big beer person. i didn't even know what it was until my uncle wanted his beer back after he left his glass with me and i refused to hand it over. it has a really high alcohol content: 8 percent. but it's something i've always wanted to drink, and it's good to do something you've always wanted to do, especially when it involves alcohol.