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This indecisiveness has got to stop, I swear to god. I get someone to make me a different header, and then, I change my mind the minute I see some of Northern Ballet Theater's photos. Then I decide that they could lead but nothing but trouble on my part (read: talking Quinn into taking ballet with me to act out some strange psuedo-pas-de-deux-from-Dracula fantasy) and decide that I'm happy with what I requested in the first place.

Discussed my fears concerning Quinn's hippocampus in the diner today. I think I'd freak out if he lost his short term memory and turned into the guy from Memento, or that musician guy we watched on a video in psych class. Also discussed crying on the bus in relation to these [paranoid] fears. Mainly, everyone just looked at me funny. Nothing new there.

Went to SI for the West Brighton Reunion over the weekend. The whole thing was kind of 'eh' until James and Aunt Sean showed up. Then James and I got kind of tipsy. I say "kind of"... I was still able to walk, but that was about it. Three White Russians can do that to you, but it made not knowing anyone there a little bit easier to deal with, so who cares? Never mind that I wound up going to bed at like, eight o'clock.

It was cool meeting all the people I've heard about over the years, though. Finally met the infamous Dave Johansen, who played the Ghost of Christmas Past in Scrooged and sang on SNL with Sigourney Weaver or something. He was there with Mara, who he may or may not be married to and who may or may not be Steven Tyler's ex-wife.

But if she is Steven Tyler's ex-wife... then HA HA HA!!! I CAN KICK ALL YOUR ASSES AT SIX DEGREES OF LOTR!!!

I won an alarm clock as a door prize.

I also looked through old pictures of my mother and aunt's trip to Europe. My mom and her sisters were sexy as fucking hell. Holy shit, like OMG whoa- I bet if I showed those pictures to people, they'd be like, dude. Those chicks are hot.

We stayed at Uncle Mike's this time, instead of Jersey, like we usually do. I love Jersey and everything, but I liked visiting Uncle Mike and Aunt Rhonda and the boys. I hardly ever get to see them. Daniel and Connor are crazed monkeys and I absolutely love them. Especially Connor, even if he did keep trying to use my shirt as a Kleenex. Uncle Mike talked me into giving the dog a bath, too, which he caught on camera. One for the vaults, I suppose.

Then yesterday I got the car! I went to Quinn's! It was great and then it was weird because it was like WHOA Cartoon Network is FUCKED UP and messes my brain around. Then it was, meh, hungry... so I was like, I know so I brought food so let's go out to the car and get it, and then everything was GREAT and then it was kind of, "Dammit." And then it was magically great again. Great! Wonderful! Hurrah!

Upshot of this: I have a new favorite song.

Then I made soup and couscous. Talked Quinn into eating the couscous- he didn't want to because it reminded him of grits. Replied that it was, in fact, not grits, but Middle Eastern tiny pasta bits, and he didn't have to eat if if he didn't like it. Then he ate it and ate the leftovers today at school OMG.

Next I have to get him to try caviar.

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I've got about three yards of a very pretty toile. I'm thinking about making a corset with it. Yay for corsets!

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