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Jan. 13th, 2007 04:48 amSigh.
Hung out with Seto for a few poorly-planned hours. We played Gunstar Heroes. And died. Repeatedly. XD I made a Mii, but didn't quite remember how I did it on Alex's Wii, so ... now I have two. XD
I'm still feeling a little sick. Today was Cough Day. My throat's really scratchy. X_X When I got home, I slept. Today was my day off, and I still haven't cleaned or done ANYTHING else that I'm supposed to do, but I just slept. And right now, I'm losing sleep for replying to something (more later!), but I'll be fine. With some cough drops and a train-nap. Tuesday's my next forseeable day off, but I have the doctor's appointment, Phill will MAKE me clean (WHOA. When did we switch roles?), and then I'll be out with Shaina. I'm kind of wary.
What I said a few months ago about growing apart from Shaina still holds true. Every day, I feel like I'm becoming more and more distant from the person who, nearly ten years ago, I was all but attached to. It's not just the distance, but she has had her life and her friends for a while, and I don't fit in with them. Every time I talk to her, more names and new names pop up, and I can't keep them straight. I've almost stopped caring because I don't know anyone. Whereas, you know me, nothing changes here. And then, there's her family. I'm not up for one, and I don't think I'm jealous of the relationships and attachments she has, but I'm sick of hearing talk about it. The phrase "my hubby" especially, irks me. It shouldn't. I don't know why I'm letting it get to me. I'm going to blame my inner grammar_whore for wanting the word "husband" or just the man's name to appear in its stead. I've never met Shaina's-husband-Chris, but I do know his name, at least. (And please, Shaina, never call Phill "your hunni" again. Or, if you do, make sure I'm not around. His name is Phillip. I know that, and you know that. Please call him by his name when you're speaking to me. Thanks.)
So, I'm feeling better, but how much has she changed since August? And is she going to be angry with me for saying all this NOT to her face? Things just come out better when I write, for some reason.
So. The replying. Olua made what I think was an excellent post, but some people disagree. I didn't know whether I wanted to reply to one person, a few people, or to the post itself, nor did I know what I wanted to say. Sigh... race relations are, though I try not to show it, something I can't help but feel strongly about. Of course, everyone has to throw in his $0.02, and some people will go so far as a whole half-dollar. Sigh. All I know is, that everyone sees things in different ways based on where he's from and his experiences. There's no changing that, in any way. The screwed up part about that, though, is that sometimes people are so blind because of what they know -- good or bad -- that they can't begin to understand not only how someone would have a different opinion, but how that opinion could honestly be believed. It sucks.
CHANGE OF SUBJECT. Wendy sent me today's song, and I haven't been able to stop listening. Goddamn character songs. Work schedules will be posted later today.
Hung out with Seto for a few poorly-planned hours. We played Gunstar Heroes. And died. Repeatedly. XD I made a Mii, but didn't quite remember how I did it on Alex's Wii, so ... now I have two. XD
I'm still feeling a little sick. Today was Cough Day. My throat's really scratchy. X_X When I got home, I slept. Today was my day off, and I still haven't cleaned or done ANYTHING else that I'm supposed to do, but I just slept. And right now, I'm losing sleep for replying to something (more later!), but I'll be fine. With some cough drops and a train-nap. Tuesday's my next forseeable day off, but I have the doctor's appointment, Phill will MAKE me clean (WHOA. When did we switch roles?), and then I'll be out with Shaina. I'm kind of wary.
What I said a few months ago about growing apart from Shaina still holds true. Every day, I feel like I'm becoming more and more distant from the person who, nearly ten years ago, I was all but attached to. It's not just the distance, but she has had her life and her friends for a while, and I don't fit in with them. Every time I talk to her, more names and new names pop up, and I can't keep them straight. I've almost stopped caring because I don't know anyone. Whereas, you know me, nothing changes here. And then, there's her family. I'm not up for one, and I don't think I'm jealous of the relationships and attachments she has, but I'm sick of hearing talk about it. The phrase "my hubby" especially, irks me. It shouldn't. I don't know why I'm letting it get to me. I'm going to blame my inner grammar_whore for wanting the word "husband" or just the man's name to appear in its stead. I've never met Shaina's-husband-Chris, but I do know his name, at least. (And please, Shaina, never call Phill "your hunni" again. Or, if you do, make sure I'm not around. His name is Phillip. I know that, and you know that. Please call him by his name when you're speaking to me. Thanks.)
So, I'm feeling better, but how much has she changed since August? And is she going to be angry with me for saying all this NOT to her face? Things just come out better when I write, for some reason.
So. The replying. Olua made what I think was an excellent post, but some people disagree. I didn't know whether I wanted to reply to one person, a few people, or to the post itself, nor did I know what I wanted to say. Sigh... race relations are, though I try not to show it, something I can't help but feel strongly about. Of course, everyone has to throw in his $0.02, and some people will go so far as a whole half-dollar. Sigh. All I know is, that everyone sees things in different ways based on where he's from and his experiences. There's no changing that, in any way. The screwed up part about that, though, is that sometimes people are so blind because of what they know -- good or bad -- that they can't begin to understand not only how someone would have a different opinion, but how that opinion could honestly be believed. It sucks.
CHANGE OF SUBJECT. Wendy sent me today's song, and I haven't been able to stop listening. Goddamn character songs. Work schedules will be posted later today.