They may not have a Haven, but this down does have Rocky. It was fun. Some classic callback lines were still there, some were different. There was also a distinctly DC flavor to the house variations. For example, "describe Amherst College" as a precursor to "a hunting lodge for rich wierdos" was replaced by "describe the White House". And of course, "describe the Holocaust"...Frank:"it was a mercy killing." I was surprised by the lack of callback lines at the end of the Time Warp. I was sorely tempted to throw in "show me a Virginia Tech classroom", but given the number of VT licence plates I've seen around here, I'm not sure if they would laugh along or shiv me in a display of Hokie pride. I might just try it next week. If you don't see me online for a few days afterwards, assume the Hokies got me. Wtf is a Hokie? I don't know.
I'm still having nightmares about Brian. I know that there is no way in hell he could hurt me now. He doesn't know where I live. If he did know that, he wouldn't be able to find me because none of the major search engines know where the street is. If he did find that, he wouldn't be able to get here. If he did come here, I could just tell him to gtfo or I'd call the police and say that he was trespassing. For months I've wondered why he still haunts me in my dreams long after any real threat he poses has dissappeared. Then I saw this week's Writer's Block on the front page about forgiving people who have hurt you. It made me think. I realized that this imagined threat he poses follows me because it is me. In my opinion, there are some people who don't deserve to be forgiven. And he is one of them. But how am I supposed to heal if I have never forgiven myself? Getting involved with him was incredibly stupid, but it excuses none of the things that he did. I have yet to fully stop believing that he hurt me because for some reason I deserved it, that I alone was responsible for his actions. It's nonsense and it needs to stop. Hopefully meditating more often should help. I might even have to break down and start seeing a therapist down here. It feels kind of like I failed and never really got better at all. Probably also irrational, but that's another story.