Daily update
Aug. 2nd, 2005 12:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sihayadesignsWhen I am swimming in your seas and in your oceans...
Crash Into Me was just playing on the radio. It's long been one of my favorite songs, but I haven't been able to listen to it in quite some time. It's such a memory-laden song-- it reminds me of a time when I was first in love, so enchanted with love that the world bloomed in the cup of my hands. Everything was honey and rose-colored, so gossamer and naive.
One of the hardest lessons about love and maturation is that each time is different, each incarnation of love and each instance of loving. It's hard to think that nothing will ever compare to that first sensation of freefall, but ultimately, that lack of newness doesn't mean that other kinds of love are any less potent or heartfelt. Just strange, different, sideways. You learn to recognize old signs, and I'm hopeful about the future. I'm moving towards wholeness again-- of self, of spirit. I need to complete myself first, and I'll take it from there. Things feel right.
And I'll be fine just so long as no one plays Crush. Really.
I had a good weekend. Sky and I went to an Indian restaurant where I tried rose ice cream for the first time, and fruits roasted in honey and rosewater. It was lovely. I spent some time showing him more season 1 Angel, and on Monday, we met![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
belladonnastrap in the city for lunch and shopping. There was Chinese food and Godiva chocolate cups with fresh blueberry and raspberry, so deliciously good.
tennyo, you were missed, but thank you for the other part of my Lush order (biggest Blue Skies I've ever seen!) and for the tea as well, which I absolutely cannot wait to try.
I bought a few nice pairs of pants for future interviews, and scouted some fall clothes as well-- on my hitlist are a few harvest-colored sweaters, but I aim to try a few new things as well. I saw a cranberry-colored crocheyed capelet jacket that seemed interesting and stylish-- not necessarily something I'd be drawn to, but it looked good on me. I'm going to start setting aside money for a fall shopping spree.
Also, I had candy corn for the first time this year. Nothing better than that.
I'm continually adding to my books-to-acquire list. I finished Valiant (review forthcoming), but have since noticed that some of my favorite authors are now writing in the YA genre. I knew about Neil Gaimain's Coraline, but now Pamela Dean, Charles de Lint, and Isabelle Allende have YA selections. Oh, Amazon. How you do me in. On the plus side, Skyler's mother owns some of the Pagan books on my list, like Barbara Walker's Woman's Encyclopedia of Myths and Secrets. I was also able to borrow some of her Celtic music cds, on the condition that I eventually buy them. So that's good.
My mother had a cow when I said that I wasn't Christian yesterday. It's like she's never heard me say it before-- which is patently untrue. I distinctly remember the time during my freshman year of college where she vehemently exclaimed "You cannot be Pagan! You were raised Episcopalian!" So. She went from that to "what? You don't believe in God?!" I had to re-explain the concept that people of other faiths can still believe in God-- it's not an exclusively Christian thing. I think she got it. She's uncomfortable about it, but if she wants to know more, she'll ask. Or, you know, she'll repress it until she forgets it again, just like the Pagan thing and the bisexual thing.
I will leave you with the top 5 things that currently amuse me about Skyler:
1. While looking at the booklet for Angel season 1, he saw a picture of Gunn, whom he's heard referred to in passing. "Oh hey!" he says. "It's that guy-- uh, whassisname... Bullet!" Hee.
2. He has a BPAL postcard on his refrigerator door.
3. He spends 10 minutes brushing his teeth. It's seriously half of an eternity.
4. He gets really excited when he starts telling a story-- it gets to the point where he looks a little like a deranged muppet.
5. He admitted that he first became interested in me when my eyes didn't roll to the back of my head when he said the word "archetype."
And that's all for the moment.
Crash Into Me was just playing on the radio. It's long been one of my favorite songs, but I haven't been able to listen to it in quite some time. It's such a memory-laden song-- it reminds me of a time when I was first in love, so enchanted with love that the world bloomed in the cup of my hands. Everything was honey and rose-colored, so gossamer and naive.
One of the hardest lessons about love and maturation is that each time is different, each incarnation of love and each instance of loving. It's hard to think that nothing will ever compare to that first sensation of freefall, but ultimately, that lack of newness doesn't mean that other kinds of love are any less potent or heartfelt. Just strange, different, sideways. You learn to recognize old signs, and I'm hopeful about the future. I'm moving towards wholeness again-- of self, of spirit. I need to complete myself first, and I'll take it from there. Things feel right.
And I'll be fine just so long as no one plays Crush. Really.
I had a good weekend. Sky and I went to an Indian restaurant where I tried rose ice cream for the first time, and fruits roasted in honey and rosewater. It was lovely. I spent some time showing him more season 1 Angel, and on Monday, we met
belladonnastrap in the city for lunch and shopping. There was Chinese food and Godiva chocolate cups with fresh blueberry and raspberry, so deliciously good.tennyo, you were missed, but thank you for the other part of my Lush order (biggest Blue Skies I've ever seen!) and for the tea as well, which I absolutely cannot wait to try. I bought a few nice pairs of pants for future interviews, and scouted some fall clothes as well-- on my hitlist are a few harvest-colored sweaters, but I aim to try a few new things as well. I saw a cranberry-colored crocheyed capelet jacket that seemed interesting and stylish-- not necessarily something I'd be drawn to, but it looked good on me. I'm going to start setting aside money for a fall shopping spree.
Also, I had candy corn for the first time this year. Nothing better than that.
I'm continually adding to my books-to-acquire list. I finished Valiant (review forthcoming), but have since noticed that some of my favorite authors are now writing in the YA genre. I knew about Neil Gaimain's Coraline, but now Pamela Dean, Charles de Lint, and Isabelle Allende have YA selections. Oh, Amazon. How you do me in. On the plus side, Skyler's mother owns some of the Pagan books on my list, like Barbara Walker's Woman's Encyclopedia of Myths and Secrets. I was also able to borrow some of her Celtic music cds, on the condition that I eventually buy them. So that's good.
My mother had a cow when I said that I wasn't Christian yesterday. It's like she's never heard me say it before-- which is patently untrue. I distinctly remember the time during my freshman year of college where she vehemently exclaimed "You cannot be Pagan! You were raised Episcopalian!" So. She went from that to "what? You don't believe in God?!" I had to re-explain the concept that people of other faiths can still believe in God-- it's not an exclusively Christian thing. I think she got it. She's uncomfortable about it, but if she wants to know more, she'll ask. Or, you know, she'll repress it until she forgets it again, just like the Pagan thing and the bisexual thing.
I will leave you with the top 5 things that currently amuse me about Skyler:
1. While looking at the booklet for Angel season 1, he saw a picture of Gunn, whom he's heard referred to in passing. "Oh hey!" he says. "It's that guy-- uh, whassisname... Bullet!" Hee.
2. He has a BPAL postcard on his refrigerator door.
3. He spends 10 minutes brushing his teeth. It's seriously half of an eternity.
4. He gets really excited when he starts telling a story-- it gets to the point where he looks a little like a deranged muppet.
5. He admitted that he first became interested in me when my eyes didn't roll to the back of my head when he said the word "archetype."
And that's all for the moment.
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Date: 2005-08-02 05:02 pm (UTC)*laughs* There's just something about the writer/psych-lover combo that works. Come on, seriously.
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Date: 2005-08-02 06:56 pm (UTC)Candy corn is my autumn vice, just as ice cream is my summer vice....ok ice cream is just a vice;)
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Date: 2005-08-02 06:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-03 07:07 pm (UTC)Oh and about the cd....I have a feeling that by the time I got it my address would be different so I'm contemplating where would be best to send it.