introspective periscope : peeking inside since Y2K ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- timeline cloudy - seventh of july, 2003 "its hot in the poor places tonight.~wilco what a long strange weekend. thursday was brian's 25th birthday party (that lucky brat can start his quarter life crisis now!!) and was a good time indeed. the shirt that i'd ordered from jlist didn't come in time, but that was okay. it was an asian themed thing and i think just about everyone that i knew cooked or brought something americanized asian as best we could in our small college apartment kitchens...except for me, who has a rather spacious kitchen, thankfully. i made a cake. it took a bit of research but i was proud of it: a chinese flag with 'happy birthday!' written in madarin. frosting was never meant to be that color red, i think. and nacho and jess made pita chips and hummus and there was vegetarian fare all around...form tofu chicken with sauces to salads with seseme and ginger. oh, and i also marinated the pineapples i had toby get for me (flown in gold the morning before) in coconut rum....but jen and i ate most of those. and it was so hot...but enjoyable and conversational in way i don't often come by without that specific blend of people....jonathan's sort of wierd friends aside, of course. and then, toby and i went home to sleep in our heavenly air conditioned bedroom...a place of growing popularity among the two of us and our animals as well...not to wake til nearly one... and the dull throb of what seemed like a headache carried on through most of the day, surmounting in carrot cake vomit in the grass of the cranberry denny's....food poisoning at its finest. it had to have been one of the wontons that nacho brought me as a gift. *sigh* there was no swimming in the afternoon on friday as a thunderstorm darkened our afternoon, so instead we stayed in and played huggermugger, a word game that takes forever but managed to fill our afternoon with cheap entertainment and mind benders. and then, the fireworks, as is cliche-tradition....sitting through it, feverish and talking nonsense in an over-aspirin dosed nausea...there is no way to describe the wretching pain of food poisoning. and afterwards, we cut the evening short so i could go home to rest and sleep it off....sleep that didn't come fully until nearly sunrise...sleep that was tossing and turning and that must've, at some point, pissed off a spider with fangs like like a viper because...when i finally did wake..my right ankle had swelled to ridiculous painful proportions (but the food poisoning had passed, mostly). so we spent the day in slow motion relaxation. saw the italian job and loved it. had dinner. had ice cream. watched saturday night live on the small television we moved into the air conditioned bedroom, curled in each others arms...we are so disgustingly adorable sometimes. and then yesterday, consumerism at its finest...hunting through kirklands for one or two things...the decision to buy paint...a new book to read...a new book to fill...and punch drunk love on dvd for watching when we get to it. life has been easy going these past four days. the swelling in my ankle reduced to an ugly bruised splotched sort of thing... and tickits...my birthday present from toby...to see counting crows next month. four tickits for the price of two...can't beat that. so toby and i and nacho...and one other someone can enjoy each others company at starlake...or whatever its called now. i haven't been there in so long...its strange to think of paying to see live music at an outdoor venue...we've seen so much for free this summer already: wilco, sonic youth...others. and erin mckeown to look forward to...and phish. music everywhere... as usual, i've digressed. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- .what came before. - .what happened next. a diamond at the bottom of the drain - 20 october 2017 |
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