"I bet if I followed those tracks, I'd find a sleeping deer or at least deer stools!"
A week behind again~, la la, what else is new. I have so totally many things to say though.
I went to the ~alumni~ thing on Friday but didn't even bother taking my camera out of my car because there were literally only about 15 people there. LUCKILY, five of them were friends so we just took a case of beer out of Kiel's car and brought it over by the tennis courts, sat in the grass and drank. I know we all secretly felt giddy like delinquent children, ~drinking alcohol on school property~ ooooh. We had a lot of fun even though it was fucking freezing. We decided to watch the third quarter of the game. We got down there in time to see the dance team performing at halftime and it's kind of sad to me how I've given up on that. Obviously I haven't been ON the team since 2006 but even after that I was always involved, and had high hopes and high standards for the group. They've gotten progressively less good since we've left and it used to hurt seeing them not keep our titles going but now I can't even care. Add that to the fact that Deanna's got a baby due in a couple of months, I really feel like they're never going to win State or at least be decent competition again. And I still don't know what Mette's problem is. So whatever, IDEK. It's always sad to me when I'm forced to stop caring about things or people because of their own apathy.
We got hot dogs (I always forget how much I enjoy hot dogs, seriously) and watched the third quarter. I didn't follow the game at all, I people-watched. I saw Mrs. O, but didn't get a chance to talk to her. Her two little kids were running around though, it made me smile to see them so big. We went to the local bar afterward, had a really good time, I may write about it later but I guess the main thing I took away from that was that if I'd have been Kiel's new girlfriend, I probably would have been freaked out about how he was treating me. Just... all the in-jokes and hanging my purse for me and offering me food and laughing and sliding his hands down my arms at the bar. "Matt tried to make a pass at me at Sarah's birthday but I told him he was not intelligent enough for me to fuck," I told him after he mentioned how sloppy the guy was. "...But I win in that category, right?" "...Yes." I'd never date Kiel but I do enjoy the constant banter and zinging, and I think I'll always want that, no matter who it's with. I threw a near-empty beer can at him and he was like, "It's okay, I'm used to things exploding in my face." "I bet you are," I responded, gesturing my hand in front of my mouth like a blowjob. "Sucking a lot of dick lately, Kiel?" I asked over my shoulder. "Just yours," he says, without missing a beat. Like, just as an example, stuff like that and it's constant, and I almost wonder if what facilitates it is the fact that we aren't together. I guess I'm just wondering if it's possible to have that audacious banter with someone you are legitimately serious with and committed to and have it sustain and/or be believable. No, I'm not thinking about House/Cuddy at all....
Saturday morning, I met Jason at his apartment and we drove to his parents' cabin in Wisconsin. It was fun and different. We cuddled and watched the second season of Modern Family, and then we grilled burgers and made rosemary potatoes. It's almost shameful how helpless I am in the kitchen, I don't know anything about oil or god, I don't even know, tons of stuff lol. It's never been important to me, I just hate when I can't do things. Luckily, he is interested in cooking and can teach me things. I got him this book for his birthday coming up - I am so excited, HE WILL LOVE IT SO HARD. After dinner, we took sparklers and my camera outside and made long-exposure light paintings in the dark. ♥ I think only a couple of them turned out as intended, lol, WE ARE NEW AT THIS. But it was fun, I'll show you when I get home. Then, we went in, took a shower, and fell asleep in front of the fireplace. ♥ I eventually went in another room because of his snoring (he has an appointment with a throat doctor next week, thank goodness), and then we switched because I hated that bed. So by now, I'm back in by the fireplace, just to clarify. And I'd been scared anyway because we watched Last House on the Left a couple of weeks ago, and fucking-A, okay. So I was scared anyway and then later I opened my eyes to see that the LIGHT ON THE PORCH WAS ON, THE MOTION-SENSITIVE LIGHT. I freaked the fuck out and snuck into his room as inconspicuously as possible so the rapist outside wouldn't see me. Jason said it was probably an animal but he went out and looked and said he was really glad I woke him up, though.
The next day, we got up and watched a little more TV before went out to lay in the hammock. It was super comfortable and the weather was amazing - the sun was out and warm but the chill in the air put us in sweatshirts under those bright orange leaves. Oh and then we started fondling each other and got super horny so we decided to take the boat out because I had mentioned that I always wanted to have sex on a boat. So we were totally all giddy and grabbing blankets and bottles of wine, only to find.... the boat wouldn't fucking start. GOD, talk about a boner kill! Eventually - EVENTUALLY - it somehow worked, thank god, and we had glorious sex on the floor in the middle of the water under the golden sun. And then we stayed there for awhile, grabbing drinks but not our clothes. "I wish we would have brought your camera - you look so beautiful out here, like this." I remember consciously noticing how I appreciate the reality of sex, the things that movies never show - when you go to kiss but get a mouthful of the girl's hair instead, how awkward and comical it is to deal with a used condom when you don't have a bathroom there, etc. I don't know, it's very real and honest and that sometimes means just as much to me as flawless sex and moments do. I love that I can laugh with him and not worry about looking stupid. We cleaned up the cabin and left as the sun was coming down. I fell asleep in the car, we stopped at Dairy Queen, I don't really know but it was a really nice, isolated time, all in love and things. ♥
I went to the ~alumni~ thing on Friday but didn't even bother taking my camera out of my car because there were literally only about 15 people there. LUCKILY, five of them were friends so we just took a case of beer out of Kiel's car and brought it over by the tennis courts, sat in the grass and drank. I know we all secretly felt giddy like delinquent children, ~drinking alcohol on school property~ ooooh. We had a lot of fun even though it was fucking freezing. We decided to watch the third quarter of the game. We got down there in time to see the dance team performing at halftime and it's kind of sad to me how I've given up on that. Obviously I haven't been ON the team since 2006 but even after that I was always involved, and had high hopes and high standards for the group. They've gotten progressively less good since we've left and it used to hurt seeing them not keep our titles going but now I can't even care. Add that to the fact that Deanna's got a baby due in a couple of months, I really feel like they're never going to win State or at least be decent competition again. And I still don't know what Mette's problem is. So whatever, IDEK. It's always sad to me when I'm forced to stop caring about things or people because of their own apathy.
We got hot dogs (I always forget how much I enjoy hot dogs, seriously) and watched the third quarter. I didn't follow the game at all, I people-watched. I saw Mrs. O, but didn't get a chance to talk to her. Her two little kids were running around though, it made me smile to see them so big. We went to the local bar afterward, had a really good time, I may write about it later but I guess the main thing I took away from that was that if I'd have been Kiel's new girlfriend, I probably would have been freaked out about how he was treating me. Just... all the in-jokes and hanging my purse for me and offering me food and laughing and sliding his hands down my arms at the bar. "Matt tried to make a pass at me at Sarah's birthday but I told him he was not intelligent enough for me to fuck," I told him after he mentioned how sloppy the guy was. "...But I win in that category, right?" "...Yes." I'd never date Kiel but I do enjoy the constant banter and zinging, and I think I'll always want that, no matter who it's with. I threw a near-empty beer can at him and he was like, "It's okay, I'm used to things exploding in my face." "I bet you are," I responded, gesturing my hand in front of my mouth like a blowjob. "Sucking a lot of dick lately, Kiel?" I asked over my shoulder. "Just yours," he says, without missing a beat. Like, just as an example, stuff like that and it's constant, and I almost wonder if what facilitates it is the fact that we aren't together. I guess I'm just wondering if it's possible to have that audacious banter with someone you are legitimately serious with and committed to and have it sustain and/or be believable. No, I'm not thinking about House/Cuddy at all....
Saturday morning, I met Jason at his apartment and we drove to his parents' cabin in Wisconsin. It was fun and different. We cuddled and watched the second season of Modern Family, and then we grilled burgers and made rosemary potatoes. It's almost shameful how helpless I am in the kitchen, I don't know anything about oil or god, I don't even know, tons of stuff lol. It's never been important to me, I just hate when I can't do things. Luckily, he is interested in cooking and can teach me things. I got him this book for his birthday coming up - I am so excited, HE WILL LOVE IT SO HARD. After dinner, we took sparklers and my camera outside and made long-exposure light paintings in the dark. ♥ I think only a couple of them turned out as intended, lol, WE ARE NEW AT THIS. But it was fun, I'll show you when I get home. Then, we went in, took a shower, and fell asleep in front of the fireplace. ♥ I eventually went in another room because of his snoring (he has an appointment with a throat doctor next week, thank goodness), and then we switched because I hated that bed. So by now, I'm back in by the fireplace, just to clarify. And I'd been scared anyway because we watched Last House on the Left a couple of weeks ago, and fucking-A, okay. So I was scared anyway and then later I opened my eyes to see that the LIGHT ON THE PORCH WAS ON, THE MOTION-SENSITIVE LIGHT. I freaked the fuck out and snuck into his room as inconspicuously as possible so the rapist outside wouldn't see me. Jason said it was probably an animal but he went out and looked and said he was really glad I woke him up, though.
The next day, we got up and watched a little more TV before went out to lay in the hammock. It was super comfortable and the weather was amazing - the sun was out and warm but the chill in the air put us in sweatshirts under those bright orange leaves. Oh and then we started fondling each other and got super horny so we decided to take the boat out because I had mentioned that I always wanted to have sex on a boat. So we were totally all giddy and grabbing blankets and bottles of wine, only to find.... the boat wouldn't fucking start. GOD, talk about a boner kill! Eventually - EVENTUALLY - it somehow worked, thank god, and we had glorious sex on the floor in the middle of the water under the golden sun. And then we stayed there for awhile, grabbing drinks but not our clothes. "I wish we would have brought your camera - you look so beautiful out here, like this." I remember consciously noticing how I appreciate the reality of sex, the things that movies never show - when you go to kiss but get a mouthful of the girl's hair instead, how awkward and comical it is to deal with a used condom when you don't have a bathroom there, etc. I don't know, it's very real and honest and that sometimes means just as much to me as flawless sex and moments do. I love that I can laugh with him and not worry about looking stupid. We cleaned up the cabin and left as the sun was coming down. I fell asleep in the car, we stopped at Dairy Queen, I don't really know but it was a really nice, isolated time, all in love and things. ♥