Got to go to an event I've been looking forward to for a while now and see a burlesque performance done by a friend of mine ^.^ It was totally worth the million times that I helped put parts of the costume back on so they could be taken off over and over again... So it wasn't exactly a million... It was closer to 10-ish... but a million sounds SO much more interesting...
Like clockwork, once I got home from a fantastic trip around people I'm both intellectually and physically attracted to, I had a friend-ish person whine and guilt me into visiting with them. (This time he had help from someone I've actually been wanting to visit though so it was even more difficult to say no). I was tired and knew that I should spend the time right after I got home sleeping and reflecting and doing all sorts of other balancing acts that I do after copious amounts of social time. But no, I do the 'nice' thing and drive down to see them. It was nice having girly time with female friend and showing off my, frankly, unreasonable amount of pictures. The person who insists I visit again the moment I leave (every time right after I leave), sat on his laptop and didn't add much to the conversation. I understand that we were partially talking about clothing and makeup and things, but I tried to have a conversation before I went to see her in the back room (where she was hiding because of her migraine). Again, like clockwork, he complained and then talked about wiring before complaining some more. I don't know if he's capable of being positive for more than 5 minutes when it doesn't involve him trying to get me to sleep with him. It's repulsive. If I didn't see some sort of potential in him as a human being I wouldn't put up with it, and I know that I really shouldn't anyway. Why am I such a pushover?
All of this annoyance eventually led to me driving home at around 3am (which isn't usually late for me, but it was after not being able to unwind from a busy weekend) and finally crawling into bed. It's no surprise that when I woke up the next morning it was like a truck hit me.
And thus ends the negative part of this blog ^.~
So I wake up sick, and hydrate, like you're supposed to as a sick person. Travis got me some licorice tea and some food type stuff that I can cook easily because the house is mostly devoid of food-stuffs. Yesterday went even better when I got all sorts of friendly texts from the people I care about the most and got to see some pictures from a photoshoot done to show-case some synthetic dreadlocks that another friend of mine makes. I was only really impressed with two of them, but the two I was impressed with turned out AMAZINGLY. Or at least I think so ^.~
I got to hear from one of the men I secretly really care about even. So it's not really a secret. It's more of an, "I won't actually admit it out loud". I've been missing him. He's a refreshing change from some of the things I deal with on a daily basis, and the lack of complications makes it even nicer. Loving more than one is a difficult sort of life sometimes. o.o It means you're usually missing someone at any given point. Although the idea of having the men I care for most in the same room is sort of an odd thought. Two at a time is acceptable... but any more than that starts to make my brain try and turn inside out.
So I'm trying to think of ways to make a costume to show the deadly sin "Envy". The color scheme would be green, of course, but I'm thinking of ways to bring out the fact that my eyes are green as well. I have a green dress floating around somewhere too, I just need to find it... I was thinking overall a green costume with red accents. We'll see how it goes... If I had the money for synthetic hair I'd consider making myself a few dreads to tie into my hair, but that would be something to ask my sweetie about.
What a world what a world...
~Naomi Marie
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