Diamonds on my neck, got Patron in my cup...
Coffee is the MIRACLE CURE of my LIFE.
I had an AWESOME weekend. Friday I had lunch with Megan, Diana, Robin and Megan's Fiancee, Matt, followed by a road trip to Mount Airy (aka: Mayberry from the Andy Griffith Show). Megan and I went to the Mount Airy Fall Leaves Festival, which was crazy. Fun. There are so many weird looking people in the world. It was awesome. I was like "MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!" I met some of her crazy Mount Airy friends, we ate festival food (oh, my tummy) and hung out with her mom and her mom's crazy friend.
It was...A really great time. I really feel like I know Megan better. She's a rather complex character, with her complexities made more complex by the fact that she's aware of them. Well, aware of some of them. What a funny duck. The only thing I didn't like about the weekend was her saying "I don't really understand why you hang out with me..." because, first off - She's the one that pretty much hunted ME down to be her friend. After all that work and the viciousness of my character doesn't that mean she ought to at least sow the "benefits?" And secondly - I hate when people say stuff like that. It makes me really confused. I'm like "Wait, is this code for 'I don't really think we ought to hang out anymore because you're just a little too weird' or 'I think you're a stuck-up bitch who thinks she's too good for everyone else and I'm not sure if I should feel "privileged" by your company or what'...?" It makes me feel like one of those "small people" your mom talks about after you've been shunned at school and she's trying to make you feel better. I also didn't like the racial-ness of the trip. There are very few African Americans in Mount Airy, and Wendy's friend was a little...er...old fashioned in her speech. Granted, she's old as beans, but it still made me feel really uncomfortable. And my little comment about the reason their cat is lazy is cuz he's a black cat. They were like "you racist?" and I'm like "yeah, that didn't come out right..." All I meant was that I've never met a neurotic black cat. I think the purebreds and Calicos are pretty fucked up - but that's only because of inbreeding. It could also be because he's a neutered male, and everyone knows Eunuchs are only good for manipulating emperors and singing in Church Choirs. They don't pee on things. They don't fight as much. They don't get acne or even develop completely. They die early unless they're on hormone therapy.
The point of this is - I'm allergic to cats and really allergic to dogs. They have three cats and a dog. My allergies went NUTS! And now...now I'm sucking down coffee at a horrifying rate. The world is slowing down around me, and I'm only doing it so that I can breathe. Breathe and stay conscious, because - and this is kind of a leap - I think the attack on my system caused by the allergies opened the gate for the illness that had plagued Huru and now my roommate to enter and usurp my healthy (if ill-balanced) system. Hopefully it's just allergies. I'm pretty sure it is, but I'm not around fuzzies anymore and I'm STILL suffering. Except for right now. Three cups of coffee later and a buzzing between my ears.
Does Vitas have his balls? Does anyone know for sure?
I'm getting loopy. Like...really. Work and then panicking to do my art projects today is going to SSSUUUUCK!! I hope someone can cover for me at the radio station tomorrow....
I had an AWESOME weekend. Friday I had lunch with Megan, Diana, Robin and Megan's Fiancee, Matt, followed by a road trip to Mount Airy (aka: Mayberry from the Andy Griffith Show). Megan and I went to the Mount Airy Fall Leaves Festival, which was crazy. Fun. There are so many weird looking people in the world. It was awesome. I was like "MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!" I met some of her crazy Mount Airy friends, we ate festival food (oh, my tummy) and hung out with her mom and her mom's crazy friend.
It was...A really great time. I really feel like I know Megan better. She's a rather complex character, with her complexities made more complex by the fact that she's aware of them. Well, aware of some of them. What a funny duck. The only thing I didn't like about the weekend was her saying "I don't really understand why you hang out with me..." because, first off - She's the one that pretty much hunted ME down to be her friend. After all that work and the viciousness of my character doesn't that mean she ought to at least sow the "benefits?" And secondly - I hate when people say stuff like that. It makes me really confused. I'm like "Wait, is this code for 'I don't really think we ought to hang out anymore because you're just a little too weird' or 'I think you're a stuck-up bitch who thinks she's too good for everyone else and I'm not sure if I should feel "privileged" by your company or what'...?" It makes me feel like one of those "small people" your mom talks about after you've been shunned at school and she's trying to make you feel better. I also didn't like the racial-ness of the trip. There are very few African Americans in Mount Airy, and Wendy's friend was a little...er...old fashioned in her speech. Granted, she's old as beans, but it still made me feel really uncomfortable. And my little comment about the reason their cat is lazy is cuz he's a black cat. They were like "you racist?" and I'm like "yeah, that didn't come out right..." All I meant was that I've never met a neurotic black cat. I think the purebreds and Calicos are pretty fucked up - but that's only because of inbreeding. It could also be because he's a neutered male, and everyone knows Eunuchs are only good for manipulating emperors and singing in Church Choirs. They don't pee on things. They don't fight as much. They don't get acne or even develop completely. They die early unless they're on hormone therapy.
The point of this is - I'm allergic to cats and really allergic to dogs. They have three cats and a dog. My allergies went NUTS! And now...now I'm sucking down coffee at a horrifying rate. The world is slowing down around me, and I'm only doing it so that I can breathe. Breathe and stay conscious, because - and this is kind of a leap - I think the attack on my system caused by the allergies opened the gate for the illness that had plagued Huru and now my roommate to enter and usurp my healthy (if ill-balanced) system. Hopefully it's just allergies. I'm pretty sure it is, but I'm not around fuzzies anymore and I'm STILL suffering. Except for right now. Three cups of coffee later and a buzzing between my ears.
Does Vitas have his balls? Does anyone know for sure?
I'm getting loopy. Like...really. Work and then panicking to do my art projects today is going to SSSUUUUCK!! I hope someone can cover for me at the radio station tomorrow....