Because I'm procrastinating at work but have limited photographic resources at the moment (see below), a weekend round-up:
- Epic, wrenching, sad sad sad conversation with the Boy. Turned out fine, but fuck, was I terrified out of my skull for a bit. Funny how having to let go of a fantasy about somebody hurts both of you in so many ways. Funny how even though they broke your dream of the thing you longed for, you realize you betrayed them, too, by longing for something that they shouldn't have to give, and couldn't know you wanted.
- Realized that I will go to hell for extreme Attack of the Vague and Ominous.
- Had a healing, silly, kind and happy weekend with him afterward, playing house while his family were away.
- Had a drunken conversation with my equally drunken father and stepmother, in which we all thought we were much funnier than we were.
- Had a highly necessary french toast brunch with my Girl at my favourite restaurant.
- Scored sweet vintage finds that make me feel hip and fun, clothing-wise (hint: I am not) (also hint: below is not one of them).
- Hung with my father, went to a movie. Then, not unexpectedly, he did his usual litle disappearing act and was nowhere to be found after dinner, until suddenly re-emerging from Hell? the basement? the bathroom? to announce he was going to bed.
- Still cannot find fucking camera charger! I am bereft without my camera. Succombed to ordering a new one off Amazon, and hoping there is no repeat of the Chinese Pirated X-Files DVD Set Incident of 2004.
- Lost faith in humanity. At least, in tenant humanity. Again.
... At least it ended well.
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