I Am A Fancy Intellectual Person, Watch Me Nonchalantly Sip My Fancy Espresso

It is 12:22 a.m. and I am back from an evening with FG's Other Sons:Quiet Guy, Musical Mastermind, and The Cat. We went to the nonprofit movie theater downtown to see a film called "We Need to Talk About Kevin."

I am never surprised at the movie theater. I haven't ever found myself taken aback at any plot twists or surprises. This movie was no different- I was pretty good about being a step or two ahead of the action, and just this once I was glad. Because this movie was deeply, deeply unsettling. It was very well done, but it left me stunned. I'm still sort of processing my thoughts about it.

I'm really enjoying getting to know these three boys. They're really lovely people. Unfortunately I think Quiet Guy might be scarred for life after this adventure. The poor kid probably had no clue what he was getting into.

If anything, this evening was a reminder that getting out and doing things is actually a good thing. People are nice. Going places with friends is fun and exciting.

Also, going to a fancy nonprofit indie theater made me feel super artsy and cool, especially because I was wearing a wrap skirt. I could practically feel myself drowning in the waves of culture.

Just to assure I'm not plagued with nightmares, I'm going to go watch some Buffy. Night, all.

P.S. an enormous congratulations to Big Funny Kid, new state speech champion. His OID placed fourth and his school won the meet for the sixth year in a row. Speak on, Yakking Raiders.

Day One of Freedom

I slept until noon and had frozen yogurt for breakfast/lunch. The Management is completely obsessed with froyo. It's a little insane.

In exchange for the free food, I spray painted styrofoam shields for her. Fair trade, I think.

I also went on a lovely coffee run with Musical Mastermind. We were met by Gypsaur, and so the MegaFriend Trifecta was united at last. Seriously, we've been trying to get the three of us together for months now. I'm worried that our being all together has caused a black hole to open somewhere in the universe.

We're headed into a week of perfect frolicking weather here in Homaha. I am thrilled.

Cleaning Out The Closet Of My Mind

I'm pretty sure that's the title of a self-help book somewhere. But today I am using it to mark my "stream of consciousness" post. That might be the wrong phrase- all I'm doing is sharing all the miscellaneous bits of wonder that have happened over the course of the past few days.

I have worn two pairs of overalls, a mustache, a set of elephant ears, and one wedding dress.

I have successfully grasped the concept of The Mole.

I have spoken to people that I normally do not speak with. They are fantastically nice!

I have volunteered at a place that I love going back to every week.

I have seen old friends and laughed a lot.

I have experienced uncomfortable awkwardness around quite a few people.

I have sensed change.

I have heard music. (Congrats to Big Funny Kid, The Cat, Quiet Guy, and Musical Mastermind on an indescribably wonderful performance. They really are great.)

I have thought with anxiety about a lot of things.

I have thought with happiness about a few.