Jan. 29th, 2003

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1163 Re: Jen shares photos with Rick

    Jan. 29, 2003

     

     

    Tangential to this:

    1/27/03 - me to Jen
    A sent another email this afternoon; now she's asking
    me if she can bring E to our dinner. She would not
    think to ask about the bird and just bring that
    fuckin' vermin, but she WILL ask whether or not I want
    to see my brother. for fucks sake. I have a feeling
    that this may turn into "Skye and her staunch eunuch
    champion telling E what a crapbag she is". I am up for
    it; I will stay calm and tell E I love him, and
    that it's his choice, not hers, whether he and I stay
    in touch.

    Me to Thax:
    Date: Mon, 27 Jan 2003 16:08:57 -0800 (PST)
    From: E
    Subject:Re: What? Me gossip?
    To: M

    I've never met Kim, so I don't know if that's the San
    Antonio person she had the falling out with. I was
    told Kim. It could have also been Catrysa.

    But, I imagine that tonight at dinner, I'll find out
    more than I want to know about all of the terrible
    people who have offended 'Skye' lately. :P

    I am having bizarrre paranoia; she emailed me to ask
    if it was ok for E to come with us to dinner. I was
    all like "COOOOOL!" (not that either of us will get a
    chance to say anything, but at least I'll get to see
    him).

    So I am now running worst-case scenarios: the first is
    that she's feeling like attacking me, with E in the
    role of her trusty champion to help her put me in my
    place. Doubtful, but possible.

    #2 is far more likely: she and E will arrive with
    the bird in tow. Of course, it would not occur to ask
    if *Arthur* is invited. Only to ask if human husband can come
    along. And I do not know a single restaurant that I
    frequent which will allow Arthur inside, and I am
    fordamnsure not sitting out on some frozen patio so
    that Arthur can come to dinner with us.

    The question in #2 would be "Do I address the
    miscommunication and let her know that I don't
    consider Arthur to be automatically welcome, but I DO
    consider Eric to be automatically welcome in all
    situations?" Or do I nod and smile and freeze to
    fuckin' death while they show passers-by all of
    Arthurs' tricks?

    And besides which, even the slightest amount of cold
    can kill tropical birds, so it always really appalls
    me when they bring him out in bad weather. I don't
    know if Eric just has no sense, either, or is afraid
    to say something to A, but they have really lousy
    judgement when it comes to taking their animals
    places.

    The main consideration seems to be how much attention
    they can get, rather than what's good or bad for the
    critters. Like when Jessie had a hurt foot and they
    used to bring her out to Drandmir and let everyone
    ride her, anyway. I think Mirage once had a sprain
    that they rode on, too. That pisses me off. I am so
    grateful that they don't have human offspring.

    Argh. A is taking up too much of my psychic space
    again. I'm gonna go do some Yoga.

    1/27 Me to J-Law:
    2 more hours in this poop hole. I am so tired & ready to go home. I
    have a sneaking feelign that A is going to flake out & we won't go
    to dinner. That would be great; I am not really feeling up to it at
    all. nod, smile, bite tongue. lather, rinse, repeat.

    1/28, me to Jen:
    I am going to get some good A photos this weekend;
    there's a 'kingdom event' or some crap at the park on
    Sat. and she'll be introducing her role-playing
    persona to everyone. Or some shit. I'm alternating
    between getting really cleavaged up renfaire-style OR
    doing my Orc costume thing to go out to the park &
    witness this :) Probably will end up wearing jeans &
    a puffy shirt, as usual.

    She has always had a very small head & delicate face
    compared to the rest of her, one of those faces that
    makes people say "Oh, what a pretty face, if only she
    could lose 200 lbs"...but I noticed last night that
    she's getting jowly & piggy-looking in the face, too.
    She must weigh at least 300 lbs. Of course, she went
    on & on about her new diet, "The Zone", and then
    proceeded to eat all sorts of bread and honey butter
    and cake and whipped cream. (I had suggested we go to
    Souper Salads so that she'd have lots of healthy
    options, but NO. Oh well. What she crams down her
    gullet is not my responsibility.)

    Anyhoo...enough A blather. She takes up too much of
    my time/brain.

    Jen's Reply:
    John and Rick want to see what A looks like. :) So, if you send me a
    link, would you mind if I forwarded it to them?

    The Zone is scary. It is the fundamentalist, snake-handling of the
    diet world. The preparation of actual meals would be so arduous
    because of all the stupid requirements that most people order their
    meals from the Zone nazis and have them delivered. I read all about
    it in Marie Claire.

    It is appalling how far apart the concepts of nutrition and diet are
    in the common lexicon. It's like, people believe that they just have
    to diet, diet, diet, and give no concern to what they need to
    survive. It is stupid and, ultimately, self-defeating. Someone of
    A's size really needs a medical solution. Fad diets are not going to
    work for her, even if she sticks to them.

    ME:
    You can forward all the A pictures you want; I'll
    send you bunches.

    She is looking for a 'magic bullet', poor thing. She
    said something about losing 20 lbs in 2 weeks on The
    Zone with this 'gleam' in her eye. Which is so
    appallingly unhealthy. And not a reasonable
    expectation. Plus, if you lose 20 lbs in 2 weeks,
    chances are you'll be gaining 40 in 2 more weeks. You
    don't fuck around with your body like that, esp. if
    you are already sick (migraines, high blood pressure,
    etc.).

    My gym has all these posters to hawk their shakes &
    powders & supplements, something stupid like "70% of
    your results depend on diet!" Which is such total and
    utter bullshit. When you and I worked out regularly, I
    remember drinking beer and eating pizza and going up
    to the chocolate shop on a regular basis. Maybe being
    more active caused us to eat smaller portions or quit
    eating sooner, but I really don't think so. I am
    firmly in the 'exercise' corner. It is the one thing
    I've done to lose weight that worked the best and
    lasted the longest.

    J:
    Sad. My whole thing is - I know what I am doing wrong, what I am
    willing to change, and how I'd like to do it. For example, I am
    willing to (and actually do) eat smaller portions, but not
    necessarily cut out entirely all of the foods I like.
    I am sure that John and Rick would be more than delighted to share
    their reaction with you. Rick is such a card. John is funny, too....
    but the way Rick puts things is almost always so apt, yet so
    unexpected.

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1164Re: Jen shares photos with Rick

 

    Jan. 29, 2003

     

     

    Sent to j and m/t:

    Dinner with E & A actually ended up being OK. Eric and I got
    to visit a little in between wife's ancient fucking stories. I am not
    sure why talking about recent events & "what's going on in our lives
    today" gets pushed aside in favor of telling some story about some
    boy she dated in HS...but, whatever. It was not godawful, and they
    didn't bring the bird.

    -----
    we went to souper salads, btw. she totally scarfed. it was disgusting
    and sad.

  •  

 

1165 me & Jen, a sweet thing for her to say.

 

    Jan. 29, 2003

     

    --- J wrote:
    I called John last night, and we had a good talk. I had forgotten
    about your "date" with E & A....

    Anyway.... he was sweet and wonderful. It was his
    birthday, which I didn't know (but now do) so you
    know I will be trying to suss our astrological
    compatibility.

    I am such a ninny.

    We talked again about me visiting... I brought it up this time, and
    he's all, "when are you coming," all insistent in this really cute
    way. He is buying a car - since he only drives Saabs, and is looking
    for the certified pre-owned thing in exactly the model he wants (so
    anal), he might end up traveling somewhere to get it. If it is in CA
    (or even Reno), he suggested that he get his car, pick me up, and we
    road-trip back to Wisco!

    Even if it doesn't happen, I am just so jazzed that he suggested it.

    And I need some happy thoughts to hang on to. If this house thing
    doesn't work out, I am renting a studio in the City.

    E wrote:
    I'm glad you got to talk with John. Road trips are so much fun; it
    would be interesting if you ended up driving all the way from CA to
    WI with him. That's a big trip--at the end you'd either be in love or
    killing each other ;P

    --- J wrote:

    I would love to go on a long road trip with John. Kevin and I once
    thought about roadtripping.... much as I adore him, though, I would
    probably kick his ass about twelve times during the trip.

    E wrote:

    I am the same way about road trips with Festive--love
    him to death, but his idea of 'road fun' would make me
    crazy after a while: mispronouncing road signs,
    finding sexual suggestions in various items on the
    road map, singing ABBA songs off-key on purpose,
    endless channel surfing on the radio, etc. Apparently
    he and his friend Sherri once went on a road trip with
    a 3rd person, and by the end of the trip the 3rd girl
    was curled up on the floor in the back, with a pillow
    over her head. That would totally be me. I love
    Festive dearly, but...

    I don't want to be all sappy, but the best road trip
    buddy (besides you & Dad, of course) I've found also
    happens to be the person I've chosen as my life
    partner. :) I probably put more importance than I
    should on the fact that Tom & I road-trip together
    very very well. But there it is.

    Date: Tue, 28 Jan 2003
    From J:

    P.S. - the road trip with us and Greg reminded me (as indeed it must)
    of That Girl, which reminded me of something I forgot to tell you.

    Last weekend, I was packing, discarding, etc. and I ran across an old-
    timey tin-type that That Girl and I had taken in Nashville, IN....
    one of those places where you dress up in costumes and they take
    pictures.

    A few years ago, I would have looked at it and been sad, angry, or
    something else unproductive.... but this time, I looked at it and
    laughed.... it was a funny picture taken during a good time, and
    that's all. I was ok with it.

    And I "won" our feud, anyway, cuz I got you, and she got hitched to
    some idiot. :)

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