Day With Danny.

Today’s been fantastic. Not a single low. No drastic highs. But that’s what makes it fantastic. A nice calm day. Didn’t do anything particularly special, either. Particularly. More days should be like this.

I’m eating spiral mac and cheese. I did the cheapest thing. Instead of mixing ye olde powdered cheese, milk, and butter in the pot (and then have to clean it later), I just tossed it all in a bowl I’d eat it out of. WHY DIDN’T I THINK OF THIS YEARS AGO? And by the time the butter melts completely, it’s the perfect temperature, as opposed to burning my tongue a little with the first few bites and not really getting the flavor.

And I’m eating with the spoon I mixed it with. I’M CONSERVING SILVERWARE!

I spent most the day with Dan. He called me sometime around noon. I specifically told me to call me at that hour to wake me up. Alarms don’t wake me up. Talking to someone DOES wake me up. Fast. If I set my alarm for no reason, I ended up just turning it off and going back to sleep in an instant. I know how I am. Nevermind that there were two or three phone calls that I can barely remember, and I ended up going right back to sleep after them. I’m just saying, once I’m on the phone, I have the capability of staying awake. *nodnodnod*

Rinsed my face, brushed my teeth, did my rounds. Saw an email from Carolyn saying she couldn’t find the keycode for Sims Deluxe, which she just bought. I told her to check the back of the CD case. The reply I got later tonight said she tried that but the system said no. She ended up calling tech support and they gave her a functional keycode. Something about a printing error. I wonder how long it’ll be before she gets a job. Any job. I really don’t want to use her as an example of somebody who finished college in four years, but ended up with a piece of paper which got her nowhere. She remains upbeat and I don’t ever want to burst her beautiful bubble. Unemployed and Simified. *smiles*

Brought a bunch of movies with me to Dan’s. Before we started, we sat and talked. I get a vibe from him that he’s comfortable around me. Which is cool. He reiterated that he feels different around me than when we’re in a group. This is especially critical in the wake of certain drama. I’m someone he can talk to. He thinks it’s unfair how people bitch about me because I say crude and annoying things. EVERYBODY ELSE DOES IT, but I’m the one that gets shit for it, I say.

First up was Amelie. It’s so weird to actually watch it on a TV, I’ve gotten used to watching it in a private space with my headphones on. He liked it. But I think it’s one of those movies you don’t quite fully absorb until the fifth viewing. ; ) Afterwards, he said he felt uplifted. I’m so glad. Because that’s always how I felt afterwards. Something utterly positive about that movie. There’s my KICKASS pick-me-up movie. Then there’s the quiet and calm Amelie.

I know the accent’s missing, but I can’t be bothered to go into charmap.

Being our cheap selves, we walked to McDonalds and ate off the dollar menu. I made sure to say “Thank you” to the young nubile corporate slave. “Thank you”s can really catch people off-guard these days. Walking back, he showed me the private place in the woods that he’s discovered. Quiet except for the sounds of insects, and cars that seem farther than they really are. You can almost trick yourself into believing you’re not in the middle of suburbia.

Second film of the day was Along Came Polly. Figured something a bit faster should follow. Man, I saw different things in that film, watching it again. Dan laughed, though not as much as me. *shrugs* Dan relaxed and I played some Grand Theft Auto III for a while. I couldn’t help be reminded of last summer. Of playing it constantly. …Of Paige attempting to distract me with fellatio and always gaining my attention. It’s impossible to play video games and be fellated at the same time. Not that I’m complaining, I miss that.

I finished only one mission for Dan, as it’s his savefile. (Marty Chonks doesn’t count.) The mission where you have to take out cop who’s leaving Kenji’s, and as soon as you touch him, you gain a four-star rating. I tailed him for a long time, debating my move. Did I run him off the road and into the water last time? Eventually I got impatient, drove up next to him, and drive-by-ed him. BITCH. It was a straight-away, so of course he accelerated. I’ve done a ton of vigilante missions, I matched his speed and almost caused his vehicle to explode. A cop bumped my car at that point, and I spun around. I went back where his car was, and noticed he was out. Ran him over, and there you go. Quick finish.

Dan watched to watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. He said he watched it with Liz. And me, I have my own memories and associations with that movie…

He’s going to be doing van-related things tomorrow, so ;slk

Sorry, spider just ran up my leg. I don’t care that daddy longlegs aren’t technically spiders, THEY’RE SPIDERS, DAMNIT. Classifications be damned, I’m going by the semantical definition, not the empirical definition. Assuming I got my phrasing right. Or do I mean the other way around. I’m not even sure anymore.

What was I saying?

Oh right. Told him to wake me up Friday. Not sure what I’ll do tomorrow. Maybe I should decide to not have a plan at all. I’ve done enough of that lately. Doing useful things to try and raise my mood. Maybe give myself a break from even that.