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greenstormSo things are slowly being decided upon, worked out, etc.
I'm trying for Angus' place, with a big kitchen for parties and a huge west-facing balcony for tomatoes. It's at the absolute top end of my price range, but I could get a roommate sometimes if I wanted, and it's right by a bunch of cheap food shops. It's not by work, but I figure the nearness of everything else and the perfection of balcony plus location (right around the corner from the house I lived in when I was seven and eight) will make up for that. Tons of space for a deep-freeze, etc, too. It's always felt more like my space than his anyhow, which sounds weird, but is true.
Got in a lot of physical contact with that boy today and some consensus surrounding what's going on with us. The thing is, the sex is so awesome that it tends to overpower the rest of the stuff -- both our friendship and the rest of our lives. I mean, who wouldn't rather be having super-awesome sex than doing anything else like friend-stuff or normal living stuff? So that's the thing to watch, and it's what makes a nonsexual friendship the easiest thing for us; it's less work to balance everything. Bandied around a few alternatives like confining the sex to a ritual space (as I've mentioned before, it has that feel to it). Certainly for anything like that to exist between us, I need to make everything in my life so wonderful and compelling that it competes successfully for my time.
We also spoke about attachment to a moment, and about how it's hard to do something, enjoy it a lot, and then go on to the next thing. There's the tendency to want to repeat something over and over if it were wonderful, or to just stop and prolong that moment and not go on to the next thing. S'not such a good way to live; you miss your life dwelling on the past or anticipating the future. It's been a common problem of mine; time to let it go.
I only got four hours sleep last night so I left myself a good long naptime today which I used to go climbing instead of napping. Apparently I had my pass put on hold last summer, so I have a month of free climbing before I worry about finances. Yay! Sleep will come to me soon, though.
Two people I care about a lot have had fathers die in the past week or two, and another friend lost his grandfather. I'm very lucky all my people are still around me. I wish there was something I could do, but grieving is so much a solitary process.
This post is winding down. Good night, folks.
I'm trying for Angus' place, with a big kitchen for parties and a huge west-facing balcony for tomatoes. It's at the absolute top end of my price range, but I could get a roommate sometimes if I wanted, and it's right by a bunch of cheap food shops. It's not by work, but I figure the nearness of everything else and the perfection of balcony plus location (right around the corner from the house I lived in when I was seven and eight) will make up for that. Tons of space for a deep-freeze, etc, too. It's always felt more like my space than his anyhow, which sounds weird, but is true.
Got in a lot of physical contact with that boy today and some consensus surrounding what's going on with us. The thing is, the sex is so awesome that it tends to overpower the rest of the stuff -- both our friendship and the rest of our lives. I mean, who wouldn't rather be having super-awesome sex than doing anything else like friend-stuff or normal living stuff? So that's the thing to watch, and it's what makes a nonsexual friendship the easiest thing for us; it's less work to balance everything. Bandied around a few alternatives like confining the sex to a ritual space (as I've mentioned before, it has that feel to it). Certainly for anything like that to exist between us, I need to make everything in my life so wonderful and compelling that it competes successfully for my time.
We also spoke about attachment to a moment, and about how it's hard to do something, enjoy it a lot, and then go on to the next thing. There's the tendency to want to repeat something over and over if it were wonderful, or to just stop and prolong that moment and not go on to the next thing. S'not such a good way to live; you miss your life dwelling on the past or anticipating the future. It's been a common problem of mine; time to let it go.
I only got four hours sleep last night so I left myself a good long naptime today which I used to go climbing instead of napping. Apparently I had my pass put on hold last summer, so I have a month of free climbing before I worry about finances. Yay! Sleep will come to me soon, though.
Two people I care about a lot have had fathers die in the past week or two, and another friend lost his grandfather. I'm very lucky all my people are still around me. I wish there was something I could do, but grieving is so much a solitary process.
This post is winding down. Good night, folks.
