Hot tubs and Babies
I’m eating Cape Cod chips for lunch. I had a Dunkin Donuts bagel for breakfast (cinnamon raisin, toasted, with cream cheese) and now I’m eating Cape Cod chips for lunch. I’m sure I’ll eat a good dinner later or something, but I don’t get a full lunch break and I don’t feel like purchasing an Odwalla bar from CVS right now. So instead I’m eating this bag of Cape Cod chips, opened about a week and a half ago and left in my desk drawer. I closed the bag with paperclips because I was scared of mice. I accidentally dropped half the bag of chips of the floor just now. Blech. I hate eating greasy food anyway…
This weekend I ate like a god in Olympia. I went with Christian to his home in Sudbury and stayed with his parents and sister for the weekend. We had all sorts of homebaked cookies and mulled cider and surf n’ turf dinners and thai food and fried eggs for breakfast in the morning. Christian always makes the best fried eggs easy over. We went for a walk in the autumny woods and watched shooting stars while in the hot tub, and I slept in his room. I saw a photo of the girl he liked in high school/ went to prom with. She’s prettier than me. Taller, blond-ish, perfectish. But he would kill me if he heard me say that. I just like to muse on what Christian was like before I knew him, insecure and oddly paler in my imagination. Shorter hair and shyness to boot. It makes me love him even more. Despite my doting fascination with what Christian was like BEFORE I met him, it was simply interesting to see him in his pre-college natural surroundings. Things somehow make more sense when you can literally see what shaped a person. It’s one of those attributes I will never be able to fully share. I think about how my past is now only existent in my memory, in my words. And I have to find some way to communicate that, illuminate that, build up that connection between what no longer exists and what exists now. There is little to no proof other than me standing here today, which oddly enhances who I am right now and highlights who I will be in the future. But in a way it’s liberating and it causes me to revel in things like weekend getaways with a family that isn’t mine but makes me feel like it could be. I mean that in the least creepy and most admiring way possible. I mean it kindly and bittersweetly.
It was the juxtaposition you see. Unfortunately, I am not at liberty to explain that vague sentence since for once this isn’t really about me. But it made me strangely hopeful. The whole lot of it. It made me feel ready to graduate and not entirely terrified of no longer living my life solely according to a school system. You see, because there are things like careers and homey homes and hot tubs and babies out there in the future!!! As Lindsay said, hot tubs and babies aren't often simultaneous but often subsequent occurances.
Anyway, in far more important news, HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE is opening this Friday in theaters but I have sneak preview midnight screening tickets for Thursday night. I plan on dressing as Hermione of course.
Oh, and while I’m here-which of you plan on staying in Boston after you graduate???
This weekend I ate like a god in Olympia. I went with Christian to his home in Sudbury and stayed with his parents and sister for the weekend. We had all sorts of homebaked cookies and mulled cider and surf n’ turf dinners and thai food and fried eggs for breakfast in the morning. Christian always makes the best fried eggs easy over. We went for a walk in the autumny woods and watched shooting stars while in the hot tub, and I slept in his room. I saw a photo of the girl he liked in high school/ went to prom with. She’s prettier than me. Taller, blond-ish, perfectish. But he would kill me if he heard me say that. I just like to muse on what Christian was like before I knew him, insecure and oddly paler in my imagination. Shorter hair and shyness to boot. It makes me love him even more. Despite my doting fascination with what Christian was like BEFORE I met him, it was simply interesting to see him in his pre-college natural surroundings. Things somehow make more sense when you can literally see what shaped a person. It’s one of those attributes I will never be able to fully share. I think about how my past is now only existent in my memory, in my words. And I have to find some way to communicate that, illuminate that, build up that connection between what no longer exists and what exists now. There is little to no proof other than me standing here today, which oddly enhances who I am right now and highlights who I will be in the future. But in a way it’s liberating and it causes me to revel in things like weekend getaways with a family that isn’t mine but makes me feel like it could be. I mean that in the least creepy and most admiring way possible. I mean it kindly and bittersweetly.
It was the juxtaposition you see. Unfortunately, I am not at liberty to explain that vague sentence since for once this isn’t really about me. But it made me strangely hopeful. The whole lot of it. It made me feel ready to graduate and not entirely terrified of no longer living my life solely according to a school system. You see, because there are things like careers and homey homes and hot tubs and babies out there in the future!!! As Lindsay said, hot tubs and babies aren't often simultaneous but often subsequent occurances.
Anyway, in far more important news, HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE is opening this Friday in theaters but I have sneak preview midnight screening tickets for Thursday night. I plan on dressing as Hermione of course.
Oh, and while I’m here-which of you plan on staying in Boston after you graduate???