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Today I have blown my nose approximately every 37 seconds. Dammit.
I also, however, wrote some more Spike (well, Angel, technically), so that's exciting.
And, most exciting of all, my best friend and I got our rings! About four and a half months ago, I decided that I wanted us to get rings - something I could have, when I went away to grad school, to remind me that she was still. Y'know. There. Eventually, I managed to ask her about it, and after a lot of mutual hemming and hawing (and, incidentally, my decision *not* to go away for another year) we finally went shopping last week, and today we picked up our rings and. We have rings! I have a ring! It's all shiny and pretty.
I came home and sat down at my computer to do some writing, and the fourth mp3 on my playlist was "Unsent" by Alanis Morrisette. There's one verse there that's, like, emblematic of everything I've always been afraid of with me and my best friend's relationship:
Dear Lou,
We learned so much
I realize we won't be able to talk for some time
And I understand that as I do you
The long distance thing was the hardest and we did as well as we could
We were together during a very tumultuous time in our lives
I will always have your back and be curious about you
about your career, your whereabouts.
In high school, we lived forty-five miles apart, and there was a summer where I seriously thought that it was over, that long distance had in fact done us in, and so that song is sort of imprinted on me. I heard it today, with my ring on my finger, and thought, y'know, I don't have to be scared of that. That's not going to happen to us. Good feeling.
I also, however, wrote some more Spike (well, Angel, technically), so that's exciting.
And, most exciting of all, my best friend and I got our rings! About four and a half months ago, I decided that I wanted us to get rings - something I could have, when I went away to grad school, to remind me that she was still. Y'know. There. Eventually, I managed to ask her about it, and after a lot of mutual hemming and hawing (and, incidentally, my decision *not* to go away for another year) we finally went shopping last week, and today we picked up our rings and. We have rings! I have a ring! It's all shiny and pretty.
I came home and sat down at my computer to do some writing, and the fourth mp3 on my playlist was "Unsent" by Alanis Morrisette. There's one verse there that's, like, emblematic of everything I've always been afraid of with me and my best friend's relationship:
Dear Lou,
We learned so much
I realize we won't be able to talk for some time
And I understand that as I do you
The long distance thing was the hardest and we did as well as we could
We were together during a very tumultuous time in our lives
I will always have your back and be curious about you
about your career, your whereabouts.
In high school, we lived forty-five miles apart, and there was a summer where I seriously thought that it was over, that long distance had in fact done us in, and so that song is sort of imprinted on me. I heard it today, with my ring on my finger, and thought, y'know, I don't have to be scared of that. That's not going to happen to us. Good feeling.