Upcatchage first, I suppose.
I can't think of anything much that happened between my last entry and Friday. A yawning gap to be sure; but I may as well let it be, as long as I don't have any junk to toss in.
I remember Saturday with substantially more clarity, and not just because it was yesterday - also because things happened on Saturday. By "things happened" I mean that, after blatantly skipping the AP GoPo party, I went to Erica's, where some permutation of the usual crowd had congregated. Erica, Trevor, Hannah, Elena, Claire, Diana, Erica's friend Ellie (who I hadn't previously met), and myself constituted said crowd, with the possible exception of people I may or may not have forgotten to list.
Ellie was cool, both funny and quiet, and didn't stick out like a sore thumb or even like a wart on an otherwise healthy thumb. Would it be inappropriate if I were to mention that I thought she was kind of cute? Probably, considering that this is a public blog and all. Hell, I'll say it anyway: she was cute and I noticed. I think single is probably a good thing for me to be, at least for now. And I also think that I should probably not write these things where anyone with 'net access can see them. I want to remember all the things I thought way back now, but there're some things best kept to myself - or, rather, kept from most of the rest of the world.
Claire was kind of an unexpected arrival - for me, at least - but happily there was no awkwardness as a result of her presence. She hadn't hung out with us much for a while, so I was kind of concerned that there would be somewhat of a disconnect. There probably was one (couldn't be helped, really), but it didn't keep anyone from having a good time.
I sometimes wonder how she relates to me now, and where we are after last year. There wasn't ever anything formal between us, but for a while there was something there... I do wonder what I was thinking back then, but not with regret - I just wish I could remember how liking her felt. Probably better for me not to dwell on that; the main part of that was over a year ago and it doesn't mean that much for me in the long run.
My brain tells me that's the truth. So why do I feel revisionist for saying so?
But anyway, the party. There were chips and salsa, and grapes, and pineapple, and other things kind to the tongue. I ascended to new heights, so to speak, in the trees behind Erica's house, and generally made a monkey of myself. Hands down, best backyard ever. We also watched Pleasantville, a movie which solidly and decisively planted both feet in that ditch marked "mediocre," splattering the mud of political statements over the clean-shirted... anyway, it was minorly thoughtful, and might have left me with a better taste in my mouth if it didn't smack of something Michael Moore had poked a few grubby fingers into. Aside from that particular annoyingness, it just wasn't that entertaining. Oh yeah, and Hannah and Elena had to leave early since they couldn't drive after nine. Damnably irritating. Still a fun party, though.
Just about all of today has been occupied by an air show at Fort Bragg. I was only half-keen on going, but it turned out to be pretty awesome - FA-18's screaming overhead at better than Mach 1 and then climbing straight up for thousands of feet, the Thunderbirds (Blue Angels-alikes) doing ridiculously precise stunts in formation, etc. Amazing to watch, not to mention very, very loud.
Edit: Elie's name is not spelled "Ellie," as Trevor has pointed out. Hey, I figured Hannah might know how to spell it better than me, although I did have a nagging doubt that I'd seen it spelled with only one "l" before.
posted on Sunday, May 25, 2003
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