[I'm feeling disjointed today. forgive me.]

Driving home through the Arboretum on Sunday, the bright lights of the soccer field shone through the thick trees that screen it from the road. It was genuinely surreal; the dark trees were looming in horror-movie fashion, the light and shadows playing across the car and my face as I drove on the twisty little road through the park.

A strange ending to what was a really, really fine weekend.

I read bad poetry
into your machine
I save your messages
just to hear your voice.
you always listen carefully
to awkward rhymes.
you always say your name.
like I wouldn't know it's you,
at your most beautiful.

(REM)

I was social this weekend. This seems to be happening to me more and more. Between being with Karawynn, the poly potluck, dim sum, and gaming, I was pretty much wall-to-wall people. And I was happy and content and glad I could work everything in.

I slep in on Saturday morning, and after the potluck that night I came home and was feeling restless, in need of motion. So at about ten pm I went grocery shopping.

Inside a 24-hour grocery store, it is always noon, with blazing lights and bored people pushing brooms in the aisles. I resisted the urge to push my cart really fast and ride for a little bit, but I did do little dances when I found something I was looking for.

I figure they're used to seeing weird people late at night, right?

Skidding down the aisles, I almost ran over a couple of teenagers sitting in front of the magazine racks, reading, subscription cards scattered around them. I apologized and went around them in search of some cottage cheese. I envied them in passing--they looked like they were having a good time.

I haven't been writing, honestly, because I haven't really felt like it. I've been kind of busy, but it's not quite the kind of busy that I feel like writing reams and reams about.

I am dating someone new at this point, which makes me quite happy. I can, at this point, unequivocally state that in my opinion she's pretty damned wonderful. The news has started to circulate among a few family members, and the first question they always ask is, "so when are we going to meet her?"

I tell them, generally, to hold their horses, and they will get to meet her eventually. I hadn't quite realized how many people are in my immediate family here until I started telling her about them; thinking about it, *I'm* rather overwhelmed, and they my family.

[not complaining over here. not a bit, not at all. just saying that it may take a little while for everyone to meet her, is all.]

Other news: I'm going to be Best Woman [aka maid of honor? something?] in LL's wedding in June, which I'm excited about. It's going to be a renaissance-themed wedding, so I have an excuse to buy a nifty dress and get my hair braided and stuff.

More and more things to look forward to!

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