Giddy

MacAvity — Sun, 12 May 2013 08:41:20 +0400

Yesterday was our big date. "Texting and scones," and all. A picnic in the Arboretum. With scones.
Also with lots of snogging.
Lots
of fantastic snogging.
As she would say - it's cute how words fail her so often even though she's an English major - "So, that's a thing."

'Perpetually single' has been a major part of who I am for so long - in a way this feels kind of unreal... but not really. Maybe that she's not real but I'm not either and we both inhabit almost the same plane of not-reality? I don't know...

ahjg;oaihga;lsdhg;akshdgljbreatheavitybreathe

MacAvity — Tue, 30 Apr 2013 09:07:29 +0400

Hmm yeah so I was just getting ready to make a whiny scary journal entry about gendershit and this girl I met and how gendershit gets in the way of stuff

and then

she just asked me out

and yeah words are not doing well with me right now so 'bye. Back elsetime with more stuff yeah.

Running on angry

MacAvity — Thu, 14 Mar 2013 18:37:04 +0300

She's crossed a line with this housing thing, and now I'm just kind of mad at her, and looking back and seeing all the crap I've put up with from this girl.
Aside from just all her usual crazy overwhelming Mikiness - which, even that, I was the only person who could tolerate her most of the time until the boyfriend came along.

New developments...

MacAvity — Sun, 10 Mar 2013 07:05:58 +0300

She said she doesn't want to live with me next year.

Actually, she said that her mother and her psych people have recommended that she either live by herself or with the boyfriend, because that's "a more stable relationship."

nearly-headless

MacAvity — Thu, 07 Mar 2013 20:23:45 +0300

Just updates, I guess...

mardi gras

MacAvity — Mon, 11 Feb 2013 07:03:05 +0300

I don't have time on Tuesday, but I'll do it anyway
I'll visit, and take one long look at you
and take in your face
and indulge in sin just for a moment
before giving you up.

I'll be back.
You need me to come back, so I'll come back.
I'll come back well in time for us and Rubisco and life.
And maybe by then I'll have found myself a life.

Because I need a life that isn't you
Because you have a life that isn't me

"Isn't that against your religion?"
"Yeah, well, you know that thing, that we do,
That's against my religion too.
Cafeteria Catholic."

Well, I had a date...

MacAvity — Wed, 23 Jan 2013 03:37:25 +0300

Yeah so this morning I went on a date... Not my first date, but the first one I've known at the time to be a date... so that's something. It was okay. Zero chemistry, but we got along well enough - conversation with some awkward silences that I did my best to turn into non-awkward silences. He's awkward, and I'm not much better, but we did all right, although it didn't feel much like a date 'cause of the utter lack of chemistry.

King of Okay

MacAvity — Wed, 16 Jan 2013 07:29:15 +0300

Another journal entry for me... Actually I'm surprised I haven't done one recently, so much Oasis-worthy has been going on. Probably just 'cause I had the brilliant idea to write journalsy things mirrorwise in my paper book, makes it difficult for anyone to read. But I haven't even done a paper journal in a few days...

Where to start, what to tell...

In which I babble inanely about interpersonal relationships

MacAvity — Sun, 16 Dec 2012 08:38:58 +0300

Miki just told me that she and this guy have decided to be a couple. No surprise there. And I know it's fully within her rights to have a boyfriend - but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it.

Maybe it's 'cause I'm just afraid it will change things between her and me. She's been promising it won't, wouldn't, won't, but it will. Time, if nothing else. And I find it hard to believe that any boyfriend would really be okay with the way we are, or that we would keep acting that way with a boyfriend in the picture.

Thanks

MacAvity — Fri, 23 Nov 2012 21:04:32 +0300

This is the first Thanksgiving I can remember that my family hasn't sent an "I'm thankful for...." around the table, putting pressure on each person in turn to give thanks. I used to be annoying about it and shout "FOOD!" or get all annoyed and mumble something. Later I said true but cliche things like "family" and "friends." Well, this is one of those true-but-cliche times. Major cliche alert.

in vino veritas

MacAvity — Wed, 14 Nov 2012 22:10:22 +0300

Looks like Miki and I have actually made it through that awkward stage of a friendship where the friends start to wonder about what kind of love their love is anyway. That's all it was.

My previous best friend and I went through that phase too, but we never made it through it and we never told each other until it was too late and we were already not even friends anymore. I expect a lot of good friendships go through that phase.

Nothing in particular

MacAvity — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 01:05:55 +0300

Somehow I keep coming back to Oasis. Said I was leaving, don't even think about it for days or weeks at a time, but once in a while, I just come back, read a few journals, leave a comment or two... It's nice. I like it here.

I have a paper journal, but sometimes people see it. There's already stuff in there that I wouldn't want people to read - but it's in alongside all my doodles and drawings and lists of things-to-do, and sometimes I show people the drawings and the book loses privacy.

Can't stop thinking

MacAvity — Tue, 16 Oct 2012 04:00:26 +0400

I just want to hold you and never let go.
I want to be the shoulder you cry on when you need it.
I want to be there to keep you sane when you lose it.
I want your sleepy face and your messy hair to be the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning.
I want to laugh with you and skip with you and wear silly hats with you and gaze up at the stars with you.

Yes, I want to kiss you again.

So... We talked.

MacAvity — Sun, 07 Oct 2012 06:48:23 +0400

We're just going to stay the way we were before.
At least, as close as we can to the way we were before. I hope it's exactly like we were before. Hope things haven't gotten awkward, or at least won't stay awkward. We both really, really hope that.

Everything we said last night was true. It just doesn't lead in the same direction by day as it does at one in the morning when she hasn't had her pill. Still not sure if it was the midnight weirdness or the not-taking-the-meds or what. Somehow that doesn't seem to make it less real.

Okay. So. Details. This is gonna be long.

MacAvity — Sun, 07 Oct 2012 02:04:10 +0400

Where even to start. Yesterday evening I think.

Oh, and - Using people's real names. 'Cause the codenames I gave them the day I met them aren't really necessary and they don't fit and I don't even care if they find this, really.