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Vacation, all I ever wanted...
Oct. 4th, 2005 07:39 amBut it's not my vacation. Or rather, I've been on vacation for over a month now and no company sees fit to bring me back. >_< No, Wolf is on vacation this week. Little computer time for Queenie. I snitch the hour from alarm time to sheparding the kiddo off to school to check my comics and email, submit for jobs, and on occasion post an entry.
The weekend with Doc and Kyther left me pensive and thoughtful.
( Shrooms )
Now, Saturday was the command meeting of the ST club. We blew them off completely, not even bothering to call. An hour after the meeting was supposed to start, I was text messaged and responded that I was feeling ill. A snarky comment came back, I apologized. This dwelled on my mind.
Sunday Kyther came down. We watched a few episodes of Magical Shopping Arcade Abenobashi (I know that's spelled wrong), went out to lunch at Hibachi and saw "Serenity". I enjoyed the film overall, was only disappointed in one element and am curious to see how far Joss Wheadon can take this. Serenity looks good on the big screen. Very pretty.
After the movie, we made one quick stop at Target, then headed back to the Springs. Dropped off Doc with much thanks, stopped to get me something to eat at Taco Bell, and went to pick up the kiddo. Serious discussion about Fleet, the club and the captain on the way and while we headed home. The glamour is gone, the newness has worn off, in other words, we're bored. The captain has proven himself a Fleet ladder climber, which bothers Wolf deeply, I feel no connection with the other females of the club. There's no sense of family like with the Arc Royal. Yes, they're friends and they don't deserve to be blown off like that. That doesn't stop me from feeling somewhat justified, since our desires for the club aren't being met. Social breakoff was bound to happen, since despite the set backs we're still planning on heading back to New York. Did it need to happen now? Debatable. I feel that something important has been torn, a small rent in my social fabric and I'm wondering if the effort of stitching it up is worth the resulting mend. Is the cost less than the reward?
I doubt I'll do shrooms again. The only thing missing the first time was Wolf and that was satisfied. I have no interest in doing acid or anything else of this nature. My curiosity is satisfied and it didn't kill me. Whoot.
The weekend with Doc and Kyther left me pensive and thoughtful.
( Shrooms )
Now, Saturday was the command meeting of the ST club. We blew them off completely, not even bothering to call. An hour after the meeting was supposed to start, I was text messaged and responded that I was feeling ill. A snarky comment came back, I apologized. This dwelled on my mind.
Sunday Kyther came down. We watched a few episodes of Magical Shopping Arcade Abenobashi (I know that's spelled wrong), went out to lunch at Hibachi and saw "Serenity". I enjoyed the film overall, was only disappointed in one element and am curious to see how far Joss Wheadon can take this. Serenity looks good on the big screen. Very pretty.
After the movie, we made one quick stop at Target, then headed back to the Springs. Dropped off Doc with much thanks, stopped to get me something to eat at Taco Bell, and went to pick up the kiddo. Serious discussion about Fleet, the club and the captain on the way and while we headed home. The glamour is gone, the newness has worn off, in other words, we're bored. The captain has proven himself a Fleet ladder climber, which bothers Wolf deeply, I feel no connection with the other females of the club. There's no sense of family like with the Arc Royal. Yes, they're friends and they don't deserve to be blown off like that. That doesn't stop me from feeling somewhat justified, since our desires for the club aren't being met. Social breakoff was bound to happen, since despite the set backs we're still planning on heading back to New York. Did it need to happen now? Debatable. I feel that something important has been torn, a small rent in my social fabric and I'm wondering if the effort of stitching it up is worth the resulting mend. Is the cost less than the reward?
I doubt I'll do shrooms again. The only thing missing the first time was Wolf and that was satisfied. I have no interest in doing acid or anything else of this nature. My curiosity is satisfied and it didn't kill me. Whoot.
