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know something funny? i've been promising myself that as soon as i had a free minute i'd sit down and write out a long, long entry updating everyone that i know on my life and how it's going and all that...but i find myself not really caring to. at least, not right now...there's a funny old man beside me in the library who keeps clearing his throat and making weird noises (by the way, did y'all know that wierd is an archaic spelling of weird, and that weird is NOT, according to the OED, the way it's supposed to be spelled?).
i went to castle wars. i had lots of fun, and got adopted into Clan Duncan (sca clan based out of Trimaris -- Florida). they were very friendly. i camped with them, and on Saturday night Raven kept making weird faces at me every time he saw me with one of them -- must ask him about that sometime soon. i'm going to Florida for a week, and staying with Ryan (one of the Clan Duncan members) and his fiancee Natasha. they're lovely people. there is some potential weirdness/interestingness going on with the two of them, however (and no, they're NOT going to break up or anything)...if anything happens i'll fill some people in, but probably not on here.
now i'm sitting in the athens-clarke county public library. it's strange being back here...mom and i have already fought three times in the week i've been at home, and last night was the real blow-out...so much so that i almost called Ryan and asked him if he and 'tasha could come pick me up two days early. mom told me that she feels that whenever i go smoke, especially if she and i are in the middle of an argument, i'm "punishing" her and "telling her that if she starts discussing unpleasant subjects i'm going to go away and smoke." she said that "i know she hates seeing me smoke and that i'm using it against her." i was quiet for a long time, but then i just lost it. i told her that my smoking has not a fucking thing to do with her, that i smoke because i'm addicted, and that when i went outside in the middle of a fight to smoke it was to cool down, NOT to punish her. i reminded her of the screaming, vicious fights she and i had before i went to college and told her that i'd rather die of lung cancer than repeat those years. needless to say, THAT one didn't go over well either. i ended up locking myself in my room. i love my mom, but i canNOT live with her...i'm seriously considering calling around G'ville, seeing if anyone has a floor i can kip on for a bit, and moving up there and re-applying to work at Blockbuster. better out of the house with my mom and i loving each other than in the house with no relationship at all.
speaking of mom, i need to fly -- she and dad are downstairs waiting on me. love you guys...someone PLEASE call and talk to me :(.
btw -- i absolutely ADORED Drood. loved it heart and soul. and JT missed it...tough luck for him *grin* Vinnie got his ticket...somehow i have to laugh. a lot. slightly hysterically. it's so amusing to me that things should end up with me and Vinnie being such close friends and him calling me "sweetheart" and JT, who started as one of my best friends in the world, barely speaking to me right now...well, i'm SORRY i got upset when he called me three hours before the play to tell me he couldn't come...terribly sorry. unbelievably, undyingly, unrepentantly sorry...oh, wait. that didn't make sense...can anyone sense the sarcasm here?
sorry, had to get that out but i promise i'm all better now. and i know JT means well...but HEDER, remember that conversation we had a few weeks ago? you were right, honey. you were right.
xo
morgan
i went to castle wars. i had lots of fun, and got adopted into Clan Duncan (sca clan based out of Trimaris -- Florida). they were very friendly. i camped with them, and on Saturday night Raven kept making weird faces at me every time he saw me with one of them -- must ask him about that sometime soon. i'm going to Florida for a week, and staying with Ryan (one of the Clan Duncan members) and his fiancee Natasha. they're lovely people. there is some potential weirdness/interestingness going on with the two of them, however (and no, they're NOT going to break up or anything)...if anything happens i'll fill some people in, but probably not on here.
now i'm sitting in the athens-clarke county public library. it's strange being back here...mom and i have already fought three times in the week i've been at home, and last night was the real blow-out...so much so that i almost called Ryan and asked him if he and 'tasha could come pick me up two days early. mom told me that she feels that whenever i go smoke, especially if she and i are in the middle of an argument, i'm "punishing" her and "telling her that if she starts discussing unpleasant subjects i'm going to go away and smoke." she said that "i know she hates seeing me smoke and that i'm using it against her." i was quiet for a long time, but then i just lost it. i told her that my smoking has not a fucking thing to do with her, that i smoke because i'm addicted, and that when i went outside in the middle of a fight to smoke it was to cool down, NOT to punish her. i reminded her of the screaming, vicious fights she and i had before i went to college and told her that i'd rather die of lung cancer than repeat those years. needless to say, THAT one didn't go over well either. i ended up locking myself in my room. i love my mom, but i canNOT live with her...i'm seriously considering calling around G'ville, seeing if anyone has a floor i can kip on for a bit, and moving up there and re-applying to work at Blockbuster. better out of the house with my mom and i loving each other than in the house with no relationship at all.
speaking of mom, i need to fly -- she and dad are downstairs waiting on me. love you guys...someone PLEASE call and talk to me :(.
btw -- i absolutely ADORED Drood. loved it heart and soul. and JT missed it...tough luck for him *grin* Vinnie got his ticket...somehow i have to laugh. a lot. slightly hysterically. it's so amusing to me that things should end up with me and Vinnie being such close friends and him calling me "sweetheart" and JT, who started as one of my best friends in the world, barely speaking to me right now...well, i'm SORRY i got upset when he called me three hours before the play to tell me he couldn't come...terribly sorry. unbelievably, undyingly, unrepentantly sorry...oh, wait. that didn't make sense...can anyone sense the sarcasm here?
sorry, had to get that out but i promise i'm all better now. and i know JT means well...but HEDER, remember that conversation we had a few weeks ago? you were right, honey. you were right.
xo
morgan