I don't have people over to stay very often - I think that a grand total of two people have stayed the night this year - and so I tend to act a bit forlorn and quite possibly lovesick when they've gone.
th_esaurus is off having an awesome time with
tick_ now, and I'm moping around the house and smiling fondly at the unmade bottom bunk (IT IS ONLY MILDLY CREEPY) and looking at the pictures she drew for me.
One of these pictures is of Joseph (from the musical, not my brother) looking adorably embarrassed in his wonderfully ridiculous Egyptian slave skirt-thing and knee-length socks, and it gives me endless joy. It's a bit grey, which I am sure is because the scanner is crap and not because I am woefully incompetent when it comes to adjusting brightness/contrast levels at all, but that does not stop it from being glorious.
I fully intend to kidnap
th_esaurus and keep her locked up in my house and force her to draw things for me all day. Maybe not today, because that wouldn't be fair to
tick_. But soon.
(I love spending time with people from Livejournal in real life. If I meet a new person out in the Real World, I'm always terribly uneasy and awkward because I don't know what their interests and, crucially, their weirdness threshold are; what will they be happy to talk about? What will just scare them away? Should I try to engage them in conversation about politics or Top Gear or zombie biology or, indeed, how the political views of the Top Gear team might be influenced by a zombie attack? It's so much easier when I already know a bit about how they think and they already know that I'm mildly insane.)
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One of these pictures is of Joseph (from the musical, not my brother) looking adorably embarrassed in his wonderfully ridiculous Egyptian slave skirt-thing and knee-length socks, and it gives me endless joy. It's a bit grey, which I am sure is because the scanner is crap and not because I am woefully incompetent when it comes to adjusting brightness/contrast levels at all, but that does not stop it from being glorious.
I fully intend to kidnap
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(I love spending time with people from Livejournal in real life. If I meet a new person out in the Real World, I'm always terribly uneasy and awkward because I don't know what their interests and, crucially, their weirdness threshold are; what will they be happy to talk about? What will just scare them away? Should I try to engage them in conversation about politics or Top Gear or zombie biology or, indeed, how the political views of the Top Gear team might be influenced by a zombie attack? It's so much easier when I already know a bit about how they think and they already know that I'm mildly insane.)