hello downpour
May. 27th, 2004 08:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideThe sky split open today. I like the rain, so no worries for me. Judy, a true Californian, mourned the lack of sunlight and periodically whacked me for my Seattle-loving-serenity.
Had strange dreams all night and finally got up to work a bit and chat with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
brabble. Judy picked me up around 2 and we set out to buy movie tickets (SIFF!!), check out the sale at REI and buy groceries at the really yuppie QFC in U Village.
Judy restores me. While I'm still not frisky, I definitely feel better. After 25 years we just know each other well enough to provide the necessary remedy for a bad mood. We auto-adjust to whatever the other is feeling. Somehow compensate for whatever the other is lacking, and needs. It's amazing. It's downright SYMBIOTIC!
I did buy a raincoat, finally. I swore I wouldn't until I knew I was staying in Seattle, but there's no way I can leave now. I would die of unhappiness anywhere else (again with the melodrama). Also sincebrabble is moving here in September, she would hunt me down and KILL me if I left. So weatherproofing was required.
In other horrifying news, John fished out yet another dead rat from their toilet. It'd been a month since the last one. I felt very grownup for not bolting out of the car and into the rainy traffic during Judy's revoltingly graphic details. She also decided it would be fun to traumatize me with the episode of Fear Factor where people had to pick up dead rats with their mouths. She said she was frozen in disgust and was staring at it, retching, when John walked in, took the remote away from her and changed it, asking bemusedly, "What is WRONG with you?"
Somehow, and completely unintentionally, this lead to a discussion about lunch. Neither one of us had an appetite after Judy kept saying World Wrapps and making it sound like World Rats. She blurted out, "Thai Lettuce Rats" and we shrieked in horror, covering our mouths like 14 year old girls at the mall.
After lunch we realized that it was suddenly 5:10 and boohoo, it was too late for me to make it back in time for class. So, I called Jeff who mercilessly teased me about abandoning him, but let me off hook (mostly because he was in traffic).
I told Judy she should be flattered that I gave up hanging out with Jeff to stay with her. Hrm. She didn't bow and scrape as much as I felt warranted, but I'll let her off the hook this time.
We went to U Village, shopped for groceries. I bought Brummels, the butter substitute that Judy orgasms over, and a variety of other foods.
Just realized that tomorrow is Friday. And Friday means thatbrabble will be here. Which means I will die of happiness now.
But before I die, I should clean the bathroom.
Had strange dreams all night and finally got up to work a bit and chat with
brabble. Judy picked me up around 2 and we set out to buy movie tickets (SIFF!!), check out the sale at REI and buy groceries at the really yuppie QFC in U Village.Judy restores me. While I'm still not frisky, I definitely feel better. After 25 years we just know each other well enough to provide the necessary remedy for a bad mood. We auto-adjust to whatever the other is feeling. Somehow compensate for whatever the other is lacking, and needs. It's amazing. It's downright SYMBIOTIC!
I did buy a raincoat, finally. I swore I wouldn't until I knew I was staying in Seattle, but there's no way I can leave now. I would die of unhappiness anywhere else (again with the melodrama). Also since
brabble is moving here in September, she would hunt me down and KILL me if I left. So weatherproofing was required.In other horrifying news, John fished out yet another dead rat from their toilet. It'd been a month since the last one. I felt very grownup for not bolting out of the car and into the rainy traffic during Judy's revoltingly graphic details. She also decided it would be fun to traumatize me with the episode of Fear Factor where people had to pick up dead rats with their mouths. She said she was frozen in disgust and was staring at it, retching, when John walked in, took the remote away from her and changed it, asking bemusedly, "What is WRONG with you?"
Somehow, and completely unintentionally, this lead to a discussion about lunch. Neither one of us had an appetite after Judy kept saying World Wrapps and making it sound like World Rats. She blurted out, "Thai Lettuce Rats" and we shrieked in horror, covering our mouths like 14 year old girls at the mall.
After lunch we realized that it was suddenly 5:10 and boohoo, it was too late for me to make it back in time for class. So, I called Jeff who mercilessly teased me about abandoning him, but let me off hook (mostly because he was in traffic).
I told Judy she should be flattered that I gave up hanging out with Jeff to stay with her. Hrm. She didn't bow and scrape as much as I felt warranted, but I'll let her off the hook this time.
We went to U Village, shopped for groceries. I bought Brummels, the butter substitute that Judy orgasms over, and a variety of other foods.
Just realized that tomorrow is Friday. And Friday means that
brabble will be here. Which means I will die of happiness now. But before I die, I should clean the bathroom.
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Date: 2004-05-28 03:34 pm (UTC)It cracks me up that you wrote this. That IS a really yuppie QFC!
Also, there is NO WAY you can leave Seattle now!
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Date: 2004-05-29 12:37 am (UTC)