what's my age again
Apr. 10th, 2004 09:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideSo to continue the family love, I called my eldest brother J and spoke to him, my sister in law and nephews. Plans were made for a quick trip to the Bay Area this June. I can't wait to see the kids. They get cuter every day and are of course geniuses. Anyone suggesting I am biased can risk bearing my wrath.
It was so good to hear J's voice. We rarely really talk; we largely banter. (Talking is reserved for when J decides I've reached some life milestone and require discussion/analysis. His methods inspire suicide, but his heart's in the right place). He definitely keeps me on my toes. It's a bit like Beatrice and Benedict from Much Ado (but, you know, not incestuous or anything, ew). I mock him about being manly and (*spits on ground*) Republican and he taunts me about not having a 'real job' and not yet producing grandbabies for our parents. Muhahah, I gave him pause when I said, 'If I was making progress in that area, do you think I'd tell you." It's a psychotic, but loving relationship. I can't believe this is the brother I was terrified of throughout my entire youth. He can still piss me off like no other and get me to retreat into sulking silence, but it's interesting to see the evolution of our relationship.
It's utterly bizarre relating to my brothers as adults. But *coo* they're so damn cuuuuuuuute!
OB and I have always bonded over getting back at J, who as the eldest has always been on the tyrannical side of arrogance. My favorite memory is when we threw him off a boat. Good times, good times. J had been tormenting gawky, teenage me. OB, always a champion for the underdog, took me aside and promised that if I didn't lose my shit, we'd throw him off the boat. And that's what we did. It was glorious. The shocked look on J's face before he hit the water is something I'll cherish all my life. We were going to go inner tubing in a lake, so it's not like we dumped him in shark infested waters, but it was lovely just the same.
I came out of the closet about Seattle. Telling him to make no mistake, that I never planned on returning to LA, as much as I'd like to be closer to our parents. He asked if Seattle was my Nirvana and I had to admit it was. Just as some people bring out the best in you, I believe Seattle brings out the best in me. I've never been happier. My parents will have to find out by default when I start working here and don't rent a UHaul at the end of my program.
Dammit, my entire family needs to come visit for the weekend. Mowr.
It was so good to hear J's voice. We rarely really talk; we largely banter. (Talking is reserved for when J decides I've reached some life milestone and require discussion/analysis. His methods inspire suicide, but his heart's in the right place). He definitely keeps me on my toes. It's a bit like Beatrice and Benedict from Much Ado (but, you know, not incestuous or anything, ew). I mock him about being manly and (*spits on ground*) Republican and he taunts me about not having a 'real job' and not yet producing grandbabies for our parents. Muhahah, I gave him pause when I said, 'If I was making progress in that area, do you think I'd tell you." It's a psychotic, but loving relationship. I can't believe this is the brother I was terrified of throughout my entire youth. He can still piss me off like no other and get me to retreat into sulking silence, but it's interesting to see the evolution of our relationship.
It's utterly bizarre relating to my brothers as adults. But *coo* they're so damn cuuuuuuuute!
OB and I have always bonded over getting back at J, who as the eldest has always been on the tyrannical side of arrogance. My favorite memory is when we threw him off a boat. Good times, good times. J had been tormenting gawky, teenage me. OB, always a champion for the underdog, took me aside and promised that if I didn't lose my shit, we'd throw him off the boat. And that's what we did. It was glorious. The shocked look on J's face before he hit the water is something I'll cherish all my life. We were going to go inner tubing in a lake, so it's not like we dumped him in shark infested waters, but it was lovely just the same.
I came out of the closet about Seattle. Telling him to make no mistake, that I never planned on returning to LA, as much as I'd like to be closer to our parents. He asked if Seattle was my Nirvana and I had to admit it was. Just as some people bring out the best in you, I believe Seattle brings out the best in me. I've never been happier. My parents will have to find out by default when I start working here and don't rent a UHaul at the end of my program.
Dammit, my entire family needs to come visit for the weekend. Mowr.
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Date: 2004-04-11 12:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-11 12:56 am (UTC)NUH UH!!!!!
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Date: 2004-04-11 12:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-11 01:05 am (UTC)I'll just have to be content with knowing that I am actually right!
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Date: 2004-04-11 02:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-11 10:28 am (UTC)So that means we can keep you??? I hope so because I don't know what I'd do if you left. *BIG hug*
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Date: 2004-04-11 11:30 am (UTC)no subject
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