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Sep. 24th, 2005 03:22 pmso, i'm sitting in a hotel room somewhere in the left side of pennsylvania, in a remarkably uncomfortable chair. light's off doing groomsman-y things, i'm listening to generic TV and contending with the shortest network cord ever.
there's been a lot of me crying over the past couple of days, us being dumb about blood sugar (and relearning how much we're spoiled as vegetarians living in western mass) and lots of strangers and me just generally not being a people-person. though the groom is absolutely adorable, the other groomsman seem wicked sweet, and the women have been very kind (and i got to see nintendogs and i want). and seeing all this makes sooooo much more sense of how light interacts with the world.
it's a weird sort of reminder of how far i've come, and how much i have to lose when i interact with even a couple strangers. and i just get so fucking insecure that i don't even know how to begin to deal with it, every scrap of logic deserts me and i just want to hide in the hotel room, or more precisely, go back to my nest and drink my tea and pet my cats and IM girlbiscuit and feel comfortable in my skin again.
not much else has happened. we drove down here. it took a long time. we started listening to freakonomics, which is awesome, but the volume we have to listen to it at in order to process the information is headache inducing.
i had to go bra shopping again. i still feel i have remarkably small breasts for someone who requires a 38DD. and tragically, not only has my favorite bra been discontinued, but the new most comfortable bra ever comes only in powder pink.
but tomorrow, we're done with the wedding part or being here and on to the seeing junkyard part, which should hopefully be awesome, and involve boggle and ethnic food or just really good conversation. hopefully i'll calm down enough to be able to read again. and i get a present for being here. for someone who really very seldom has any wants outside of books and kitchen goods, i really, really like presents. and soon, it'll be cool enough to mail the cookies and candles, and i do love using the postal service. i've got at least four things i'm planning on sending out shortly after i get home, not packages, just cards, but it's fun to anticipate. i've got the perfect poem for reader, and i think the perfect card for sunshine if it's still at the store, and i think i've got something good for a woman i'll call Chile for the moment, and there's the everpopular strange quotes for girlbiscuit. and we'll fix the dresser drawers and paint some more and put up clean looking switchplates.
in other news, we watched the pilot episode of How I Met your Mother. And good gods, i adore the character Neil Patrick Harris plays. Light and I have been telling each other to "suit up" ever since. the trope blows, and i'm not really terribly interested in the main character, and i don't expect it to be on the air for very long, but for the moment, it makes us giggle. now, to blow dry my hair and wear rhinestones and uncomfortable shoes.
there's been a lot of me crying over the past couple of days, us being dumb about blood sugar (and relearning how much we're spoiled as vegetarians living in western mass) and lots of strangers and me just generally not being a people-person. though the groom is absolutely adorable, the other groomsman seem wicked sweet, and the women have been very kind (and i got to see nintendogs and i want). and seeing all this makes sooooo much more sense of how light interacts with the world.
it's a weird sort of reminder of how far i've come, and how much i have to lose when i interact with even a couple strangers. and i just get so fucking insecure that i don't even know how to begin to deal with it, every scrap of logic deserts me and i just want to hide in the hotel room, or more precisely, go back to my nest and drink my tea and pet my cats and IM girlbiscuit and feel comfortable in my skin again.
not much else has happened. we drove down here. it took a long time. we started listening to freakonomics, which is awesome, but the volume we have to listen to it at in order to process the information is headache inducing.
i had to go bra shopping again. i still feel i have remarkably small breasts for someone who requires a 38DD. and tragically, not only has my favorite bra been discontinued, but the new most comfortable bra ever comes only in powder pink.
but tomorrow, we're done with the wedding part or being here and on to the seeing junkyard part, which should hopefully be awesome, and involve boggle and ethnic food or just really good conversation. hopefully i'll calm down enough to be able to read again. and i get a present for being here. for someone who really very seldom has any wants outside of books and kitchen goods, i really, really like presents. and soon, it'll be cool enough to mail the cookies and candles, and i do love using the postal service. i've got at least four things i'm planning on sending out shortly after i get home, not packages, just cards, but it's fun to anticipate. i've got the perfect poem for reader, and i think the perfect card for sunshine if it's still at the store, and i think i've got something good for a woman i'll call Chile for the moment, and there's the everpopular strange quotes for girlbiscuit. and we'll fix the dresser drawers and paint some more and put up clean looking switchplates.
in other news, we watched the pilot episode of How I Met your Mother. And good gods, i adore the character Neil Patrick Harris plays. Light and I have been telling each other to "suit up" ever since. the trope blows, and i'm not really terribly interested in the main character, and i don't expect it to be on the air for very long, but for the moment, it makes us giggle. now, to blow dry my hair and wear rhinestones and uncomfortable shoes.
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Date: 2005-09-25 01:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-26 11:28 pm (UTC)With naught but praise of "them" from
My accent is plummy
Date: 2005-09-25 05:44 am (UTC)Re: My accent is plummy
Date: 2005-09-25 05:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-26 05:38 pm (UTC)Awww, hang in there, Sweetie. You are awesome and I am sure you're doing just fine. :)
We must hang out more!
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Date: 2005-09-26 11:19 pm (UTC)p.s. sorry about the crappiness of the hotel. As the only one in the area with more than ~40 rooms it was our only choice to fit a large portion of the wedding guests and most of said crappiness wasn't apparent when we were checking it out. Frankly, aside from two employees in particular, it was rather a black spot on an otherwise spot-on weekend. But I now have the contact information for Holiday Inn's regional manager for that area (i.e. the hotel's boss's boss) and mean to through him make clear to them the error of their ways...
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Date: 2005-09-27 02:25 am (UTC)and i appreciated the invite. you seem like wonderful people. i hope your honeymoon is fantastic and your own cats forgiving.