Bleak Pride

She had the face of someone leaning into a strong wind, just standing next to her car in the lot. I’ve seen that look before, after car accidents or crimes, during the riots, after the big quake. Adversity and shock bring out the nobility in us sometimes. She still had her poise and her beauty, but also a stance that mixed surprise and exhaustion: hey, I’m still alive; how’s that?

The inventory of disasters has gotten pretty long lately: collapsed marriages, life-threatening diseases, terrifying communications from the government, crushed vehicles, major depression. I thought that when I got out of my twenties things might cruise for a while, but I’m still picking shrapnel out of my drink. Of course most of my friends are still in their twenties, so I get chaos by proxy also. It probably doesn’t help that I like artistic types, smokers, slackers, extremely intense people, and everyone who gets left out of the big shiny money show that is Orange County.

Now that I’ve stopped pretending that I’m worth more, and reverted to my avuncular, story-telling, safe friendly substitute behavior, people are more comfortable around me.

I guess I learned my lesson, eh? Maybe we’re all just too wounded to do much for each other.

the barracuda represents puberty

Yes! I am Madame Defarge. I let the phone ring six times; i don’t even think they have an answering machine. His idea of “safe for work” is unreliable. The guy is Gaston. I think we were reminiscing that night when he showed up. She told me “I already packed some of your stuff in boxes” and I said “Uhh.. thanks?” I have $200 right now. That’s what parents are for, they can add guilt to everything. Whee! I’m a secretary! I love it!

I watched the guy walk directly into a wall. Bible Mike singing, oh no. Don was asking about some incident with coffee throwing and I was worried. The fact that this person is driving at all shows that there are big problems. There’s your chance to be a privy pirate again!

He’s a great guy until he shares his inner ideas and philosophy with you, and then whoo! I got governmented again. I had two people call me who had forgotten that they had killed someone. i’ve been that person and I’ve been the other person too, and they both suck.

Great, he’s being Passive McGressive.

Yeah, I’ve been Mister No Consequences before. Do you even know how to make waffles?

i shot the banana

Dinner tonight with B & H. Club sandwich, potato salad, and sorrow. It’s interesting how easy it is to leave my own troubles behind when friends are being screwed so hard by life that I can hear the wood squeak.

Maenad, reggit, odradak and others at D’s. Pleasant conversation. I kept hitting Metaspy on the Sidekick to general hilarity.

About 80% of my friends are having serious traumatic life problems of one kind or another right now. It’s as though the evil planets had all lined up and were beaming evil radiation straight through our tinfoil hats into our brainstems causing evil evilness. Please stop, O planets.

The Lido Diner is a really great place. Dinner with the right amount of food for < $10, waitstaff so nice they seem like Stepford Servers.

It takes four shots of B&B to make me forget that I suck.

Seen at Panera today

1. A young woman with a UCI sweatshirt on giving another young woman a long instructional talk about their sorority, some kind of annual charity show they would be putting on, and the internal politics of the charity show. Lots and lots of discussion of “the chapter” and how you can’t interfere with “the chapter” and how there is lots of “drama” which you want to avoid but it’s a very “intense experience” that’s a really big part of the “greek life” and you want to do it right, and have a great time with your friends, and it’s all very important, and there’s rules and something about copyright and about not doing it if you won last year and being “involved with the charity” and “giving your all” and how this show is such a powerful thing when you “really get involved in it” but you should be careful because “the drama and all that is a big part of the Greek experience as you’ll find out” and JESUS CHRIST WOMAN YOU’RE IN COLLEGE JUST GO TO CLASS AND SHUT UP ALREADY ABOUT YOUR DISGUSTING FUTURE SOCIALITE ACTIVITIES. Ahem.

2. A party of youngish bro guys with artfully sloppy hair who sat down and talked about stuff that sounded also suspiciously “Greek” to me for about 5 minutes, and then went into what sounded like a serious and intelligent Bible study, busting a stereotype.

3. The sun setting over the Irvine hills, beautifully.