The good, and the bad . . . and the interesting.
The Good:
Finally got to see Ian. I missed that man so much. He is like a breath of new, fresh air after a very stale winter. It's good to have a person around me again that sparks my imagination and my interest in things, historical, literary, artistic, scientific, etc., that I would have normally never known or even thought about.
Bought him sushi, which was a treat for me too considering I hadn't had it in so long. and sat and talked. well, listened but I'll get into that in a few.
Days off of work are always a good thing. Makes my body think today is tuesday, so the week will seemingly fly by.
The Bad:
Woke up to a call from Dante, which would usually be a good thing except for the fact that we argue a bit. Probably mostly due to the fact that I'm a bitch in the mornings. I owe him an appology over it I think.
Had to completely miss the concert. What with the weather, accidents on the I, and Amy's kids she just didn't want to chance driving. I suppose there will be other concerts. Still I am quite disapointed over missing it.
I am a bit perturbed over the fact that Brett decided to dominate conversation with Ian the entire time he was over. I let it happen so I can't complain to terrible much. I know he was interested in meeting the man after how much I talk about him but christ. Though the conversation for the most part was very interesting. (And I think Brett was a bit hard up for human interaction considering his Hannah is out of town and he's not used to spending all of his days alone and silent LOL) Topics ranged from drugs, to hypnotherapy, to cyber punk novels, to one of Brett's personal favorites, Aikido. I just didn't have much input on them . . . well except the drugs of all things. *laughs*
Well perhpas I will get some alone time with Ian soon. Next week I know for sure, since I'll have my car and all.
The Interesting:
I noticed how much of an observer I have become compared to my former self. Granted I am no where near the quiet unnoticed girl in the corner, but I am finding it harder to make myself open my mouth. I suppose I am content to keep things locked in my own head. I'm not quite sure if that's a good thing or what actually triggered it, but that seems to be a more comfortable option than the alternative lately. It wouldn't worry me to much except for the fact that I have found it absolutly impossible to write anything of any creative value in months. No speach, no writing, where's the outlet? *sigh* oh well.
Spent a bit of time last night fulfilling a morbid curiosity. Spent about 3 hours reading up on diffrent methods of torture and torture devices. Most of the info I found online was based on Mideval Torture devices mostly used during Elizabeth's Reign and during the Spanish Inquisition. I was quite a bit more interested in more recent devices that may still be used today. Nevertheless I am a glutton for a history lesson and it was quite a fun if not disturbing read.
Heh, the dreams were even more interesting.
Finally got to see Ian. I missed that man so much. He is like a breath of new, fresh air after a very stale winter. It's good to have a person around me again that sparks my imagination and my interest in things, historical, literary, artistic, scientific, etc., that I would have normally never known or even thought about.
Bought him sushi, which was a treat for me too considering I hadn't had it in so long. and sat and talked. well, listened but I'll get into that in a few.
Days off of work are always a good thing. Makes my body think today is tuesday, so the week will seemingly fly by.
The Bad:
Woke up to a call from Dante, which would usually be a good thing except for the fact that we argue a bit. Probably mostly due to the fact that I'm a bitch in the mornings. I owe him an appology over it I think.
Had to completely miss the concert. What with the weather, accidents on the I, and Amy's kids she just didn't want to chance driving. I suppose there will be other concerts. Still I am quite disapointed over missing it.
I am a bit perturbed over the fact that Brett decided to dominate conversation with Ian the entire time he was over. I let it happen so I can't complain to terrible much. I know he was interested in meeting the man after how much I talk about him but christ. Though the conversation for the most part was very interesting. (And I think Brett was a bit hard up for human interaction considering his Hannah is out of town and he's not used to spending all of his days alone and silent LOL) Topics ranged from drugs, to hypnotherapy, to cyber punk novels, to one of Brett's personal favorites, Aikido. I just didn't have much input on them . . . well except the drugs of all things. *laughs*
Well perhpas I will get some alone time with Ian soon. Next week I know for sure, since I'll have my car and all.
The Interesting:
I noticed how much of an observer I have become compared to my former self. Granted I am no where near the quiet unnoticed girl in the corner, but I am finding it harder to make myself open my mouth. I suppose I am content to keep things locked in my own head. I'm not quite sure if that's a good thing or what actually triggered it, but that seems to be a more comfortable option than the alternative lately. It wouldn't worry me to much except for the fact that I have found it absolutly impossible to write anything of any creative value in months. No speach, no writing, where's the outlet? *sigh* oh well.
Spent a bit of time last night fulfilling a morbid curiosity. Spent about 3 hours reading up on diffrent methods of torture and torture devices. Most of the info I found online was based on Mideval Torture devices mostly used during Elizabeth's Reign and during the Spanish Inquisition. I was quite a bit more interested in more recent devices that may still be used today. Nevertheless I am a glutton for a history lesson and it was quite a fun if not disturbing read.
Heh, the dreams were even more interesting.