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At Danny's. He and I did Greektown. Much flaming cheese. Much Opa. New bikini. Not from Greektown, that would be made of flaming cheese and magnificent. Just also purchased today.
Coming up here, had occasion to remember what an AWESOME album Little Plastic Castle is, through and through. Then my mind snapped to "So this is like, a cross-country journey?" "Er, not real-" "So you'll be playing Scarlet's Walk?" "I wasn't planning on it." "Oh, but I was." And thus another Lesbian-themed car trip.
There was a White Castle restroom in Indiana where a prim little woman was trying to make the best of an awful restroom, vigorously washing her hands when I came in. I was struck by a sudden urge to ask "Excuse me, which did you use?" In that state of surprise that comes before comprehension, she would answer. I could then thank her politely, smile, and proceed to use the other stall. Of course it'd be horrible. And I'd never. But it might also be really funny.
Sort of locked myself out of Danny's house this morning fetching my cell from my car. Danny: "How long were you out there?" Me: "What time is it?" Danny: "Noon." Me: "Oh, about two hours then." I had Lolita, and my place of exile was a screened porch with comfy chair, I was v. Empress of Elba, so it wasn't awful. Then we high fived for me being a moron and hit the town. At one point Danny found it odd that my opening cellular salvo to my grandmother was " 'Sup ho, whatchu doin'?" But I think he's recovered.
After a full day watched Cho's Revolution and I Heart Huckabees. I enjoyed both.
Two days ago I watched Searching for Bobby Fischer with Ben, who'd never seen it, while we played a game. He'd invited me up, but by the time I got there Abby had descended (If you’re getting swarms of locusts/dustbowl imagery, rock with that.). She sat through the movie as we mocked it and didn't say a word, stock still and unresponsive to his inquiries, did she want a coke, did she want to watch a movie in the first place, if so this movie, it was her choice. Ben asked her if she'd liked it after, getting a clammy little "It was okay," in return. I think she was super-possessive scary. I have nil interest in her boyfriend, I only want him for his ability to watch awful movies with me. (Darkman represent- Is Frankenstein’s Island in the house?) Snarking aside, I don't demand she like me, but Ben and I are friends and I would appreciate more "Hello" and less frosty glare of frostyosity. Her ability to awkward up a room is amazing.
You have, academically, read a lot about Urban Decay and sprawl as a negative factor in a city's culture and every thing else, but oh my lord, Detroit is so depressing it's hilarious. Funny in the laugh or be depressed way. I'm sticking to New York, Chicago and San Francisco as places I have been in America that I might be happy living in. Provided I end up in America.
So cabin tomorrow, possible drinking with Alpert in Canada, possible just visiting Canada, possible clubbing. Dynasty Warriors 5 xbox edition isn't out until fall, which is a bit of a disappointment.
At Danny's. He and I did Greektown. Much flaming cheese. Much Opa. New bikini. Not from Greektown, that would be made of flaming cheese and magnificent. Just also purchased today.
Coming up here, had occasion to remember what an AWESOME album Little Plastic Castle is, through and through. Then my mind snapped to "So this is like, a cross-country journey?" "Er, not real-" "So you'll be playing Scarlet's Walk?" "I wasn't planning on it." "Oh, but I was." And thus another Lesbian-themed car trip.
There was a White Castle restroom in Indiana where a prim little woman was trying to make the best of an awful restroom, vigorously washing her hands when I came in. I was struck by a sudden urge to ask "Excuse me, which did you use?" In that state of surprise that comes before comprehension, she would answer. I could then thank her politely, smile, and proceed to use the other stall. Of course it'd be horrible. And I'd never. But it might also be really funny.
Sort of locked myself out of Danny's house this morning fetching my cell from my car. Danny: "How long were you out there?" Me: "What time is it?" Danny: "Noon." Me: "Oh, about two hours then." I had Lolita, and my place of exile was a screened porch with comfy chair, I was v. Empress of Elba, so it wasn't awful. Then we high fived for me being a moron and hit the town. At one point Danny found it odd that my opening cellular salvo to my grandmother was " 'Sup ho, whatchu doin'?" But I think he's recovered.
After a full day watched Cho's Revolution and I Heart Huckabees. I enjoyed both.
Two days ago I watched Searching for Bobby Fischer with Ben, who'd never seen it, while we played a game. He'd invited me up, but by the time I got there Abby had descended (If you’re getting swarms of locusts/dustbowl imagery, rock with that.). She sat through the movie as we mocked it and didn't say a word, stock still and unresponsive to his inquiries, did she want a coke, did she want to watch a movie in the first place, if so this movie, it was her choice. Ben asked her if she'd liked it after, getting a clammy little "It was okay," in return. I think she was super-possessive scary. I have nil interest in her boyfriend, I only want him for his ability to watch awful movies with me. (Darkman represent- Is Frankenstein’s Island in the house?) Snarking aside, I don't demand she like me, but Ben and I are friends and I would appreciate more "Hello" and less frosty glare of frostyosity. Her ability to awkward up a room is amazing.
You have, academically, read a lot about Urban Decay and sprawl as a negative factor in a city's culture and every thing else, but oh my lord, Detroit is so depressing it's hilarious. Funny in the laugh or be depressed way. I'm sticking to New York, Chicago and San Francisco as places I have been in America that I might be happy living in. Provided I end up in America.
So cabin tomorrow, possible drinking with Alpert in Canada, possible just visiting Canada, possible clubbing. Dynasty Warriors 5 xbox edition isn't out until fall, which is a bit of a disappointment.
