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Last night I ambushed Kid A armed with a peace offerring. I'm not sure what he thought when he saw me, but I was shaking and I was afraid he was going to throw me out or slam the door in my face. But he didn't, and we talked for a couple hours. And eventually I stopped shaking and we were talking like we used to and I told him lots of things and he told me some things. It was like it used to be, and I felt that thing that I used to that I only feel around him. And I don't know what it is exactly, somewhere between comfort, relief, satisfaction, and closeness, but the point is that I felt it, and it haven't felt it for a couple of months. I feel other things too, but those things are irrelevant and I choose to ignore them.
Since we've spoken, I feel much better about everything, which was the whole point of the thing. I did feel a bit guilty about calling Boy B on my way home, because I had no intention of telling him where I had been, not that he would think to ask. One of those lies of omission, I guess. But I could have told him, because I wasn't doing anything wrong. I just don't want to let him in on something that leads to some of the more dramatic parts of my life. He still thinks I'm normal. Or at least normal enough.
The movie is freaking me out, mostly because of its cost. And yes, you'll probably get something in the mail before too long asking for your generous donation. I'm the new PBS and NEA. Besides that, I'm having a couple of crew issues, and some equipment issues, but the fam is cooperating wonderfully so far. I think my mom is excited about the whole movie thing. Everyone else is so entrenched in their lives, they just nod and say ok, sure, whatever you want. I'm worried about the road trip. Last night I almost wrecked when some old guy in a BMW pulled out in front of me while I was doing about 45 (no, I wasn't speeding). Thank god for ABS. And thank god there wasn't a lot of traffic so I could swerve into the other lane. I felt especially rattled when I saw he had a dog in the car. To wreck into an idiot person is one thing, but to sideswipe an unsuspecting pet is quite another. Either way, I'm glad I didn't hit him. That would have been, well, I don't know what it would have been, but whatever it would have been wouldn't have been good. Me and my car are still intact.
Anyway, hope the both of you are well.
Since we've spoken, I feel much better about everything, which was the whole point of the thing. I did feel a bit guilty about calling Boy B on my way home, because I had no intention of telling him where I had been, not that he would think to ask. One of those lies of omission, I guess. But I could have told him, because I wasn't doing anything wrong. I just don't want to let him in on something that leads to some of the more dramatic parts of my life. He still thinks I'm normal. Or at least normal enough.
The movie is freaking me out, mostly because of its cost. And yes, you'll probably get something in the mail before too long asking for your generous donation. I'm the new PBS and NEA. Besides that, I'm having a couple of crew issues, and some equipment issues, but the fam is cooperating wonderfully so far. I think my mom is excited about the whole movie thing. Everyone else is so entrenched in their lives, they just nod and say ok, sure, whatever you want. I'm worried about the road trip. Last night I almost wrecked when some old guy in a BMW pulled out in front of me while I was doing about 45 (no, I wasn't speeding). Thank god for ABS. And thank god there wasn't a lot of traffic so I could swerve into the other lane. I felt especially rattled when I saw he had a dog in the car. To wreck into an idiot person is one thing, but to sideswipe an unsuspecting pet is quite another. Either way, I'm glad I didn't hit him. That would have been, well, I don't know what it would have been, but whatever it would have been wouldn't have been good. Me and my car are still intact.
Anyway, hope the both of you are well.
posted by Ocean | 8:25 AM
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