Bodily ailments and embarrassing nostalgia
This morning I scraped my left calf while crossing the train tracks. This is the same chain-link fence that's ripped small holes in my jeans, leggings etc. three or four times previously so in retrospect climbing that shit in a short dress and bare legs was not a genius moment for posterity. It doesn't hurt very much but was kind of gross as it skimmed a neat strip off the tanned layer of my skin and took a few seconds to start bleeding during which I could see what was underneath. XD; I had to go home to get it cleaned and bandaged which made me later than I would've been if I'd taken the long way around.
Two weeks ago I also skinned my knee lightly falling down on the sidewalk for no reason; très sixth grade chic. Though my major ailment right now is a nagging cough that started just before MUTEK i.e. by the standards of my respiratory system has just begun to malinger. Also, hay fever. It's going to be one of those Mysterious Allergy(tm) years.
ONWARD TO BRIGHTER TOPICS: Saint Laurent street fair started yesterday but it was sororial unit's CEGEP convocation and tonight is Ced's documentary shindig, so I won't be able to go until Saturday. Here's hoping for more 1$ CD singles and 5$ sundresses. XD
Speaking of Marianopolis convocation - this was the second one I attended [1], the first being my own eight years ago. CUE EMO STRINGS. I texted a couple of relevant persons, then sneaked off after the champagne-and-mini-cannoli reception and took a few photos of the now-empty first floor. I don't think I've been back twice since G and Hayson's year graduated, and I wouldn't be all that nostalgic now, except the school is moving to the new building for next year so this was pretty much the last chance to see it as it is/was. XD; Also it turned out a couple of the graduates this year were kids my best friend in high school used to babysit, that I remember her talking about. I don't feel old, just... taken aback. XD
...Time doesn't fly precisely, it moves in weird ways. Like a horror movie villain who walks unhurriedly but is always gaining on you no matter how fast you run. XD;;; When I think about gym class and [real names deleted as no one on my flist RL or otherwise has even heard of these people] and papering the inside of my locker with anime art printouts it seems like a glacial epoch ago, but when I think about hanging out on the pew benches in front of the first floor round window with the people I'm still friends with now it seems like last week. And the legendary Marianopolis Anime Club, and. Maybe the memories just seem fresh because they were packed away neatly and rarely called up; this is how the brain works, I've heard.
We've started to toss around the idea of having a Marianopolis Ten-Year Bash (this would be 2009), though saints alone know not everyone is still speaking to each other ahaha. My ten-year mark in online fandom is... this September, come to think of it.[2] X-Files, VampChron, Wheel of Time. *dies* HEY GUYS LET'S THROW ME A PARTY?
Or maybe I should wait for the ten-year anniversary of By The North Sea which is the first fic I wrote that people actually remember ahaha. At least it's finished. Who else here remembers online anime/manga ficcing fandom circa 1998-1999? COMMENTS PLZ.
I have a lot more to say (in short: music, writing, cheesecake) but will make another post for concision's sake.
[1] In the gym, with my butt parked in a Scholar Craft Samsonite 2200. I can't believe I've arrived at the point where I can identify plastic folding chair models on sight. It's kind of the lamest special ability ever.
[2] Thanks to the Marianopolis computer labs' free internet access. In two years the school gave me several very good friends to this day + fandom = pretty much my entire social life, which accounts for the disproportionate space it occupies in my personal mythos.
Two weeks ago I also skinned my knee lightly falling down on the sidewalk for no reason; très sixth grade chic. Though my major ailment right now is a nagging cough that started just before MUTEK i.e. by the standards of my respiratory system has just begun to malinger. Also, hay fever. It's going to be one of those Mysterious Allergy(tm) years.
ONWARD TO BRIGHTER TOPICS: Saint Laurent street fair started yesterday but it was sororial unit's CEGEP convocation and tonight is Ced's documentary shindig, so I won't be able to go until Saturday. Here's hoping for more 1$ CD singles and 5$ sundresses. XD
Speaking of Marianopolis convocation - this was the second one I attended [1], the first being my own eight years ago. CUE EMO STRINGS. I texted a couple of relevant persons, then sneaked off after the champagne-and-mini-cannoli reception and took a few photos of the now-empty first floor. I don't think I've been back twice since G and Hayson's year graduated, and I wouldn't be all that nostalgic now, except the school is moving to the new building for next year so this was pretty much the last chance to see it as it is/was. XD; Also it turned out a couple of the graduates this year were kids my best friend in high school used to babysit, that I remember her talking about. I don't feel old, just... taken aback. XD
...Time doesn't fly precisely, it moves in weird ways. Like a horror movie villain who walks unhurriedly but is always gaining on you no matter how fast you run. XD;;; When I think about gym class and [real names deleted as no one on my flist RL or otherwise has even heard of these people] and papering the inside of my locker with anime art printouts it seems like a glacial epoch ago, but when I think about hanging out on the pew benches in front of the first floor round window with the people I'm still friends with now it seems like last week. And the legendary Marianopolis Anime Club, and. Maybe the memories just seem fresh because they were packed away neatly and rarely called up; this is how the brain works, I've heard.
We've started to toss around the idea of having a Marianopolis Ten-Year Bash (this would be 2009), though saints alone know not everyone is still speaking to each other ahaha. My ten-year mark in online fandom is... this September, come to think of it.[2] X-Files, VampChron, Wheel of Time. *dies* HEY GUYS LET'S THROW ME A PARTY?
Or maybe I should wait for the ten-year anniversary of By The North Sea which is the first fic I wrote that people actually remember ahaha. At least it's finished. Who else here remembers online anime/manga ficcing fandom circa 1998-1999? COMMENTS PLZ.
I have a lot more to say (in short: music, writing, cheesecake) but will make another post for concision's sake.
[1] In the gym, with my butt parked in a Scholar Craft Samsonite 2200. I can't believe I've arrived at the point where I can identify plastic folding chair models on sight. It's kind of the lamest special ability ever.
[2] Thanks to the Marianopolis computer labs' free internet access. In two years the school gave me several very good friends to this day + fandom = pretty much my entire social life, which accounts for the disproportionate space it occupies in my personal mythos.