Darren came up from Toronto for a visit over the long weekend.
These sessions always fulfill my quota of relationship talk. When one admits to not wanting to be in a relationship, this is followed naturally by the question, “Would you go for it if you found the perfect one right now?” from the other. Then in return, “If she came back to you and said she wanted to try again, but you only had a 50–50 percent chance of success, would you go for it?”
In our little duet, our philosophical collaboration, love is always a theme. No one else challenges our psyches in this regard.
We stayed in most of the time, but stepped out of the house for Jex’s Trivial Pursuit night at her co-op apartment, along with homemade pizza, key lime cookies, and bread and cheese platters.
Also, watched Thirst, which was quite an excellent story about a Korean vampire horror love triangle. A welcome relief from all the predictable trite that’s in Hollywood nowadays.
Nerd appetizers, to go with the aperitifs. This means guaranteed tongue burn.
It was a brilliant weekend, filled with ice cream, summer heat, defeating bosses on the Gamecube, figuring out chords to The Knife songs, gazing at the craters of the moon through a modified achromats, and plenty of debauchery.
To expand on a recent entry: I have no need of hope. I don’t need something to look forward to in the future.
I have this, now, and it’s enough.
This meal sounds so fun and so cuckoo. (i.e. a bit mismatched but interesting)
I used to have friends who gathered every week for one-color meals. Every item served has to be the chosen color. They actually can be worked out very well, particularly yellow and purple…
Contentment is a strange and wonderful thing eh.
The Nerds were Jex’s idea, I can’t take credit for it. I only take credit for eating as many of them as I could before my tongue started going numb.
That one-colour meal is an amazing idea. I need to organize something like that with my friends, but we’re all so busy that our schedules rarely match up nowadays.
This post makes me wish for a long weekend with my best friend in Virginia. We have almost the exact same conversations, do a little gossiping and then reminisce about the old days.…..sigh.….the only difference is the presence of margaritas :)
That’s funny, cause I can’t imagine any “good old days”. Either because I haven’t really had any worth reminiscing about in such a fashion, or because I believe life will only get better.
But I do take as many photos as I can in case I reminisce about times like this in the future. There are so many memories I would I could have kept in kodachrome colour.
Figuring out chords to the knife songs — Have you heard the Jose Gonzalez cover of Heartbeats?
I have actually, and I quite enjoy that version.
I love the new wider layout. It’s much easier to read.
I miss my best friend, too. I wish she and I could talk more. She’s my soulmate; I’m convinced of it.
Hahahahh, a same-sex soulmate. Some of my friends think John is my version of that.