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Jun. 10th, 2007 09:47 pmLife was much less jarring today, which was nice. I'm settling into my intended course of action. I'll figure out what to do just fine.
Among the things I will do is go to Iowa for a family reunion with Mom and my brother, leaving on the 26th of June and coming back ten days to two weeks later. We're driving down, and I haven't done the drive for a very long time-- like since I was 14 or 16. It seems fitting and appropriate to revisit that part of my life right now. This has been a long span of setting my house in order before I go out into the world. As I recall, last time I was in Iowa was just before things got really bad in my family.
Today I hung out with Avi for awhile, which was pretty fabulous. I missed him. Yesterday was Mouse and Kynnin's wedding party, and Sin.
Mouse and Kynnin's party was odd. I didn't know that so many people I knew also knew them-- you know, in Vancouver everyone you know knows everyone you know, but it seems further that everyone you've ever known knows everyone you know.
There were a *lot* of people I'd slept with in the room-- like half my lifetime total.
It was kind of weird, but very sweet of them to invite me, and cool to see all the people that were there. I know I missed seeing![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
_greenwitch_, which makes me terribly sad, but them's the breaks.
Sin was really odd. Eva and Ryan and Nick and Bob and I got ready at Eva's place, where I ended up wearing some of Eva's stuff, and getting this fabulous abstract butterfly painting on my face. I was also magically transformed into a sex goddess, because I got relentlessly hit on all night, by a neverending but polite stream of people. Maybe it's just my city go-away vibes wearing off?
Further, there was no line to get in, there was space on the dance floor, and... just felt weird. I dunno. It was good to dance, anyhow.
This afternoon, I walked from Main St Station to Granville Island over the Cambie Bridge, and back. It was maybe an hour of walking overall, though the part of False Creek where I lived when I was 5 and 6. There's a gorgeous pine-forest path and stuff, and it was a good walk. It reminds me that bussing seems to destroy my soul, and I need to be walking or biking more regularly.
Speaking of, off to Trout Lake for a bit. I'll be back in Kelowna tomorrow, so think good friendly thoughts and maybe I won't get too lonely.
Among the things I will do is go to Iowa for a family reunion with Mom and my brother, leaving on the 26th of June and coming back ten days to two weeks later. We're driving down, and I haven't done the drive for a very long time-- like since I was 14 or 16. It seems fitting and appropriate to revisit that part of my life right now. This has been a long span of setting my house in order before I go out into the world. As I recall, last time I was in Iowa was just before things got really bad in my family.
Today I hung out with Avi for awhile, which was pretty fabulous. I missed him. Yesterday was Mouse and Kynnin's wedding party, and Sin.
Mouse and Kynnin's party was odd. I didn't know that so many people I knew also knew them-- you know, in Vancouver everyone you know knows everyone you know, but it seems further that everyone you've ever known knows everyone you know.
There were a *lot* of people I'd slept with in the room-- like half my lifetime total.
It was kind of weird, but very sweet of them to invite me, and cool to see all the people that were there. I know I missed seeing
_greenwitch_, which makes me terribly sad, but them's the breaks.Sin was really odd. Eva and Ryan and Nick and Bob and I got ready at Eva's place, where I ended up wearing some of Eva's stuff, and getting this fabulous abstract butterfly painting on my face. I was also magically transformed into a sex goddess, because I got relentlessly hit on all night, by a neverending but polite stream of people. Maybe it's just my city go-away vibes wearing off?
Further, there was no line to get in, there was space on the dance floor, and... just felt weird. I dunno. It was good to dance, anyhow.
This afternoon, I walked from Main St Station to Granville Island over the Cambie Bridge, and back. It was maybe an hour of walking overall, though the part of False Creek where I lived when I was 5 and 6. There's a gorgeous pine-forest path and stuff, and it was a good walk. It reminds me that bussing seems to destroy my soul, and I need to be walking or biking more regularly.
Speaking of, off to Trout Lake for a bit. I'll be back in Kelowna tomorrow, so think good friendly thoughts and maybe I won't get too lonely.
