I came back and everything got weird. First of all, I came back quite ill and fevered and called out of work for two days to lay in bed, unable to eat. Fun!
But also, I come back, and the SG site is all whacked out. I'm pretty sure I've been here for versions 1-3 (my rickety old memory ain't what it used to be), but I don't think any of the major revisions have been anything this drastic. I had to look around way too long to figure out how to post a new blog (one would think the 'Manage My: ... Blog ...' would have been the place to look, but no).
BUT. The trip was good. I've got pictures. None of them include me. Rock on, the way I like it. My roommate and his parents were sick for the first two days, his sister got sick on the third, we were mostly fine on the fourth day, and on the fifth day I sicked all over Epcot and then flew home. Somewhere in there, we all had a really good time.
Check this out: When I visit DisneyWorld, I experience an intense desire to be married. I think it is destined to be my honeymoon. . . despite the fact that I do not expect to marry. I find it very odd. I think it is because I feel happy when I am there. I often experience gladness, but the times I have experienced happiness have been limited to, well, a certain time, with a certain girl.
Just a theory, falsified by the fact that I felt that way last time I went to DW, which was one month before I met her.
But also, I come back, and the SG site is all whacked out. I'm pretty sure I've been here for versions 1-3 (my rickety old memory ain't what it used to be), but I don't think any of the major revisions have been anything this drastic. I had to look around way too long to figure out how to post a new blog (one would think the 'Manage My: ... Blog ...' would have been the place to look, but no).
BUT. The trip was good. I've got pictures. None of them include me. Rock on, the way I like it. My roommate and his parents were sick for the first two days, his sister got sick on the third, we were mostly fine on the fourth day, and on the fifth day I sicked all over Epcot and then flew home. Somewhere in there, we all had a really good time.
Check this out: When I visit DisneyWorld, I experience an intense desire to be married. I think it is destined to be my honeymoon. . . despite the fact that I do not expect to marry. I find it very odd. I think it is because I feel happy when I am there. I often experience gladness, but the times I have experienced happiness have been limited to, well, a certain time, with a certain girl.
Just a theory, falsified by the fact that I felt that way last time I went to DW, which was one month before I met her.
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pastura:
sometimes i find myself hanging various bad habits, bad behavior, and otherwise quirks on things like my parents' divorce at a young age, being an only child, stifling my growing self in tight religion. i'm sure if i ever went to a psychotherapist from the old school, they'd be happy to agree. but in my heart of hearts, i have a hard time blaming anything i do now on something that happened so long ago. i know all those things shaped me, but i've made an infinte number of decisions since each. does that make sense? no way to know for sure what causes what, though. we're so damn complex. ever read Blink? i'm partway through right now and it's actually quite about what we're discussing.
pastura:
oh, and maybe i forgot to ask before... but i really like your new profile picture and was wondering what it is/where it came from.