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Aug. 10th, 2003 10:27 pmWell, I bet you didn't even know I was gone, eh? Anyway, I spent the weekend at granny's and was suffering muchly. We brought her back home now so she can relax some (and is under supervision) until my uncle (the real one this time) comes back from France. It's okay to have her here. I love her. But she's constantly ordering me around and guilt-tripping me. I hate that! >_< Other than that it's okay.
The suffering this weekend came from the horrible heat. It was really, really bad, because my gran's apartment practically is stoneage when it comes to any modern equipment. So there certainly was no AC, but also no fans or even icecubes. And since the apartment is located right in the center of the city, there was also no chance of cooling off with trees and the like. It was murder. Plain and simple. At night it was up to 32°C (89.6°F) and at day it was around 10° more. Well, roughly. It was just bad. I was sweating all night and this is really odd for me, because I usually hardly sweat. I was just uncomfortable and wanting to die ;_;. Adding to that was my mom who was sleeping on the bed next to me (yes, I had to share a room with my parents, woe is me) and she constantly threw her turquoise-clawed hand over on my side or snored up a storm. *groans*
Well, equipped with much bad mood and suicidal thoughts I set off the other day to explore the city and spent my b-day shinies that I got from granny. I bought some very nice art supplies and some mangas. Mood level: *rises two notches* Then I saw the most beautiful skirt in that alternative hippi / dopehead shop that I always check out when I'm there. It was firey orange, like my hair, made of beautiful silk and satin, with precious stitching on it... I wanted it badly, but it was 65€. Mood level: *drops a notch* I went on and explored the city a bit more, bought trinkets here and there. I checked out a petshop and saw the most adorable kind of hamsters: Roborovski! I've never seen such cuties in my entire life. They're tiny, fit into your palm easily, even three of them, they have a lovely face and when they sit they look like a ball with a nose! Ah... Mood level: *up three notches*
I ran into my parents and shared my bliss with them. Mom refused to even enter the shop because she hates all kinds of rodents or critters. Of course this was kinda absurd. She's mortally afraid of mice. Says it's the tails that scare her. Hamsters don't even have tails! But well, her loss. Then I begged my mom so long until she agreed to buy the skirt for me! ^_^! I promised I'd always wear it since she said I'd never wear it anyway, but that's not true. I just don't have skirts that look nice. >_> Anyway, mood level: *rises another two notches!*
Thus passed the day and I managed to improve my mood up to a point that I was able to look at people without them jumping into the nearest bush. For some reason granny was feeling very generous so she bought us all huge sundays. I got a nice one with coconut ice cream and pineapples. That was very yummy. The night before we had already dined out at the fancy Italian restaurant in honor of my mom's birthday. That too was very nice. In the afternoon I returned to the apartment and was already smothered at the entrance by the pressing heat. x_x I sat around a bit and chatted with Tom when I managed to go online for a bit, but I had to interrupt immediately when granny decided to make a call just then. That day I think I took five ice cold showers or more!
In the evening, granny surprised me yet again and wanted to go out for a drink! That's a totally new thing for her. Maybe I should also mention that her health had deteriorated considerably over the past year. Then dad took a look at all the pills she took, threw a fit and forced her doc to take her off most of them and now she has miraculously recovered and is whizzing around her walking-thingy as if she was only 80 years old (*g*). So, it was actually kinda nice to see her so energetic. We went to a nearby cafe. That's the nice thing about the city, there are so many beautiful cafes just in walking distance. I ordered a glass of absinthe and was insulted every single time the waiter interacted with me. "You want WHAT?" - "Do you know how to do it?" - "Maybe you need some help?" -.- Do I look like I don't know how to drink absinthe? Well, granny (and the parental units) ordered a cocktail each and a merry evening ensued. I was entertained muchly with stories from my granny's parents, some of which I haven't heard yet. It was very nice.
When I got home again I logged on once more to talk to Tom and Sabby, but I soon started feeling really sick. Hot, nauseous, tired, dizzy, achey... lots of icky things that made me decide to log off and go to bed with my parents. Surprisingly, I slept well that night with the expection of the short snoring concert my mom gave around 3.
The next day, today, was by far the most pleasant experience: we drove back home. After a rest at a diner where I had a very nice meal we had to take the long way home thanks to a traffic jam. "Life's a ride that you take alone, might as well enjoy the ride, take the long way home." We drove through soft valleys, vineyards and along the drying riverbanks. I saw several castles and a deserted brewery. There was a heron standing in a shallow pond, searching for food, a hawk surveying an empty corn field. A family of ducks swimming through a small lake with two yellow chairs standing at the shore. So many things to see and all the while I felt like I couldn't remember anything, as if my brain was just one mushy mass. Guess that has passed now.
We arrived home about an hour later as we should have, but I didn't mind. I was glad to be back home. Feeling artistic now. Maybe I'll paint tomorrow. We'll see.
Until then, my friends...
And to amuse the general public I shall close with this cute picture of a Roborovski hamster:
End of broadcast from Beelville.
The suffering this weekend came from the horrible heat. It was really, really bad, because my gran's apartment practically is stoneage when it comes to any modern equipment. So there certainly was no AC, but also no fans or even icecubes. And since the apartment is located right in the center of the city, there was also no chance of cooling off with trees and the like. It was murder. Plain and simple. At night it was up to 32°C (89.6°F) and at day it was around 10° more. Well, roughly. It was just bad. I was sweating all night and this is really odd for me, because I usually hardly sweat. I was just uncomfortable and wanting to die ;_;. Adding to that was my mom who was sleeping on the bed next to me (yes, I had to share a room with my parents, woe is me) and she constantly threw her turquoise-clawed hand over on my side or snored up a storm. *groans*
Well, equipped with much bad mood and suicidal thoughts I set off the other day to explore the city and spent my b-day shinies that I got from granny. I bought some very nice art supplies and some mangas. Mood level: *rises two notches* Then I saw the most beautiful skirt in that alternative hippi / dopehead shop that I always check out when I'm there. It was firey orange, like my hair, made of beautiful silk and satin, with precious stitching on it... I wanted it badly, but it was 65€. Mood level: *drops a notch* I went on and explored the city a bit more, bought trinkets here and there. I checked out a petshop and saw the most adorable kind of hamsters: Roborovski! I've never seen such cuties in my entire life. They're tiny, fit into your palm easily, even three of them, they have a lovely face and when they sit they look like a ball with a nose! Ah... Mood level: *up three notches*
I ran into my parents and shared my bliss with them. Mom refused to even enter the shop because she hates all kinds of rodents or critters. Of course this was kinda absurd. She's mortally afraid of mice. Says it's the tails that scare her. Hamsters don't even have tails! But well, her loss. Then I begged my mom so long until she agreed to buy the skirt for me! ^_^! I promised I'd always wear it since she said I'd never wear it anyway, but that's not true. I just don't have skirts that look nice. >_> Anyway, mood level: *rises another two notches!*
Thus passed the day and I managed to improve my mood up to a point that I was able to look at people without them jumping into the nearest bush. For some reason granny was feeling very generous so she bought us all huge sundays. I got a nice one with coconut ice cream and pineapples. That was very yummy. The night before we had already dined out at the fancy Italian restaurant in honor of my mom's birthday. That too was very nice. In the afternoon I returned to the apartment and was already smothered at the entrance by the pressing heat. x_x I sat around a bit and chatted with Tom when I managed to go online for a bit, but I had to interrupt immediately when granny decided to make a call just then. That day I think I took five ice cold showers or more!
In the evening, granny surprised me yet again and wanted to go out for a drink! That's a totally new thing for her. Maybe I should also mention that her health had deteriorated considerably over the past year. Then dad took a look at all the pills she took, threw a fit and forced her doc to take her off most of them and now she has miraculously recovered and is whizzing around her walking-thingy as if she was only 80 years old (*g*). So, it was actually kinda nice to see her so energetic. We went to a nearby cafe. That's the nice thing about the city, there are so many beautiful cafes just in walking distance. I ordered a glass of absinthe and was insulted every single time the waiter interacted with me. "You want WHAT?" - "Do you know how to do it?" - "Maybe you need some help?" -.- Do I look like I don't know how to drink absinthe? Well, granny (and the parental units) ordered a cocktail each and a merry evening ensued. I was entertained muchly with stories from my granny's parents, some of which I haven't heard yet. It was very nice.
When I got home again I logged on once more to talk to Tom and Sabby, but I soon started feeling really sick. Hot, nauseous, tired, dizzy, achey... lots of icky things that made me decide to log off and go to bed with my parents. Surprisingly, I slept well that night with the expection of the short snoring concert my mom gave around 3.
The next day, today, was by far the most pleasant experience: we drove back home. After a rest at a diner where I had a very nice meal we had to take the long way home thanks to a traffic jam. "Life's a ride that you take alone, might as well enjoy the ride, take the long way home." We drove through soft valleys, vineyards and along the drying riverbanks. I saw several castles and a deserted brewery. There was a heron standing in a shallow pond, searching for food, a hawk surveying an empty corn field. A family of ducks swimming through a small lake with two yellow chairs standing at the shore. So many things to see and all the while I felt like I couldn't remember anything, as if my brain was just one mushy mass. Guess that has passed now.
We arrived home about an hour later as we should have, but I didn't mind. I was glad to be back home. Feeling artistic now. Maybe I'll paint tomorrow. We'll see.
Until then, my friends...
And to amuse the general public I shall close with this cute picture of a Roborovski hamster:
End of broadcast from Beelville.
