glogg, glogg, glogg

So last night I was a complete nerd and was the first one at Le___'s solstice party. Which ended up being fine, since I wasn't feeling super-social, and I basically just spent a couple hours visiting with her and helping prepare the holiday glogg and snacks, as well as her outift and makeup. I had an excellent time chatting with her, and she paid me a very high compliment -- she told me I was someone she could easily spend hours hanging out with me and not notice the time pass or feel that her energy has been sucked away. I, in turn, shocked and amazed her when I informed her that I'm actually a very geeky guy who uses humor as my primary form of communication in most all social interactions. With her though, I'm almost always completely earnest and straightforward, with little need for anecdotes or characters. Funny how certain people bring out different sides of yourself.

So I drank 2 big glasses of wine and a mug of glogg, along with several cigarettes, all on an empty stomach, so even though I left early (before the party even officially started), I was done for the night. So she pinched my cheeks and kissed me good night and I came home and ended up passing time before going to bed on IM with folks I rarely get to message.

I slept very hard and had surreal dreams, which were mostly strange compilations of the day's events. The weirdest part involved my friend Co___ (who I spoke with on the phone before the party, and who I'm trying to hook up with today) talking to me about how she went to some sex service place that basically played out whatever scenario you want, but they also tape it for "posterity's sake". She showed the tape to me, and I remember scenes of her in a hotel room with a man and her doing a play scene involving her baby fetish (as in pretending she's a baby). In the dream I felt a little strange and awkward that she was showing me this explicit video, since she's pretty reserved in real-life, and although I didn't mind being privy to her personal life, it was rather out of character. This dream is pretty funny though, since it basically comes from pieces of conversation with Le___ last night. But I'm always fascinated by placement that my brain puts all the extraneous information....

Now I will resist the urge to stay online for a long time, and get some laundry done.

take a little journey.

Here I am again, spending another weekend evening online and in bed. But I'm not complaining at all really.

I did indeed get laundry done today, as well as starting another mixtape, a lovely phone conversation with wearemany, along with some short ones to nabnag, Co__ and Br___. Then I took a bath to warm up since it was so fcking cold in the apartment. For some reason I thought it would be better than a shower. But you still have that unfortunate moment where you get out of the warm water and evaporative cooling takes away any progress made in the body temperature department. But anyway....

I have a fabulous afternoon with Action Figures Myles, who I wanted to just wrestle to the ground, but didn't want to make Co___ feel weird. (And Myles, thanks for not mentioning my little dream, but also getting my joke about the baby fetish. Too funny. You rock. Call me soon and I'll make good on my threat to visit you in Evanston or some other mutually agreed upon hangout activity.) There was not as much walking around in the neighborhood by us since cold rain kept falling, but we still managed to have some successful shopping and bacon-eating at the infamous Clarke's. And then under Co___'s direction we went and saw "Waking Life" (which I've been wanting to see for awhile). I'm still sorta processing it. But it was very good and interesting and smart and deep and overly academic but funny. Now my brain hurts. Oh, and we saw Bj--k's breast. I'm still stunned by that. And the rest of the video for 'Pagan Poetry'. Whoa. That's it. Just whoa.

Evening approached, and I had one or two fleeting moments when I considered inviting myself along with one of them for the evening, but didn't because it would have been rude plus in the end I'd still have to come home alone, so I might as well get some things done. I made Br__'s mixtape, left a message for MelRo, talked to Damon for awhile, and just relaxed some. And chain-smoked some. I think that counts as relaxing.

Anyway, tonight I'm making my second appearance on IM in two days -- look out.

(Oh, and Tara, geekgrrl47, I got home right at 8 o'clock your time so I missed you!! Maybe I'll try your cell tomorrow, though I think you're driving to Richmond....)

And finally, I nearly had a close encounter with the phone guy this morning. We really need to get some curtains for our bedroom.....