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Jan. 12th, 2004 06:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morganknightMan, it just keeps getting better.
Stephen, having utterly failed to realize that I would make it a point to make everyone lose in the Make Morgan Eat Marshmallows contest, ponied up his side of the losing bet last night, and had his parents make Cat and me dinner. Stephen just doesn't get what it's like for me to hang out around his family. They're a family, dammit! His parents love Stephen and are head-over-heels in love with each other still, and they love Stephen's kid sisters...
I keep thinking that's what my family would be like, if they were still alive. I know Mom and Dad are happy somewhere, together still... but why did they have to die, and leave me alone?
Feh, listen to me, I sound like a little kid. But I spent most of the night needling Stephen and Cat, which is really the only way I can hang out with them sometimes and still deal with the fact that hey, I ain't got anybody! I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to go to the Moon afterwards, but they talked me into it. It's probably a good thing they did...
Met a girl named Irina there, and frankly, I have no idea what to make of her. She hit on me like I hit on her, but the difference between her and me is that it's obvious that I'm being harmless. Half of me says I could have taken her with me at the end of the night and half of me says she was having one big joke at my expense. That's why I dodged some of her direct challenges... heh, imagine, me afraid of a girl! Honestly, I'm more concerned that with an aggressive girl I'd end up getting in too deep and making some mistakes I'd ultimately regret. I'm really not wired for flings... I have too much respect for girls to use them as objects of sole sexual gratification. I guess this comes from being raised with girls who could kick my ass.
I actually remembered my monologue as Brutus in our production of Julius Caeser. I rock, dammit.
But lo and behold, in bursts Don and Syndey, Cat's guardians, with icy veneers and terrifying news! The manor is haunted! Yes, there's a poltergeist loose in their place, chasing them. Cat freaked, Sydney was cranky, Don went to get WB, Cat's dog.
And y'know, you'd think people would have more respect for a Euthanatos like my mom, but both Stephen and Sydney were riding my ass about the idea of digging up Mom's sword and using it. Oh, it turns out Stephen knew it had a name all this time and never told me, the asshole. But Sydney said she'd spar me at some point, which will be awesome. She'll kick my ass, of course, but I bet I learn a few good lessons from the experience.
Stephen's father, Simon, thinks I should stay in Rhydin for a while, and I agree. I mean, the CC knows where my mansion is, so what's to stop them from going in with an even bigger and/or more effective raid and succeeding this time? I didn't have any place to sleep, though, 'cuz I have no Rhydin cash, so I was just gonna sleep in the backseat of Infinity. Stephen, for gods know what reason, decides he'll stay in the back of BS. And then suddenly Don's limit breaks, and he's yelling expletives like dad fired bullets, all but ordering me and Stephen to get rooms in the Inn. So, uh, we did.
Now I don't know what to do. I'm kinda homeless, definitely family-less, and boy do I wish I had someone to talk to about all this. I'd be embarassed if anyone knew that I was scared and needed some security and protection in my life. But maybe that's something I will never have. I don't know.
Stephen, having utterly failed to realize that I would make it a point to make everyone lose in the Make Morgan Eat Marshmallows contest, ponied up his side of the losing bet last night, and had his parents make Cat and me dinner. Stephen just doesn't get what it's like for me to hang out around his family. They're a family, dammit! His parents love Stephen and are head-over-heels in love with each other still, and they love Stephen's kid sisters...
I keep thinking that's what my family would be like, if they were still alive. I know Mom and Dad are happy somewhere, together still... but why did they have to die, and leave me alone?
Feh, listen to me, I sound like a little kid. But I spent most of the night needling Stephen and Cat, which is really the only way I can hang out with them sometimes and still deal with the fact that hey, I ain't got anybody! I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to go to the Moon afterwards, but they talked me into it. It's probably a good thing they did...
Met a girl named Irina there, and frankly, I have no idea what to make of her. She hit on me like I hit on her, but the difference between her and me is that it's obvious that I'm being harmless. Half of me says I could have taken her with me at the end of the night and half of me says she was having one big joke at my expense. That's why I dodged some of her direct challenges... heh, imagine, me afraid of a girl! Honestly, I'm more concerned that with an aggressive girl I'd end up getting in too deep and making some mistakes I'd ultimately regret. I'm really not wired for flings... I have too much respect for girls to use them as objects of sole sexual gratification. I guess this comes from being raised with girls who could kick my ass.
I actually remembered my monologue as Brutus in our production of Julius Caeser. I rock, dammit.
But lo and behold, in bursts Don and Syndey, Cat's guardians, with icy veneers and terrifying news! The manor is haunted! Yes, there's a poltergeist loose in their place, chasing them. Cat freaked, Sydney was cranky, Don went to get WB, Cat's dog.
And y'know, you'd think people would have more respect for a Euthanatos like my mom, but both Stephen and Sydney were riding my ass about the idea of digging up Mom's sword and using it. Oh, it turns out Stephen knew it had a name all this time and never told me, the asshole. But Sydney said she'd spar me at some point, which will be awesome. She'll kick my ass, of course, but I bet I learn a few good lessons from the experience.
Stephen's father, Simon, thinks I should stay in Rhydin for a while, and I agree. I mean, the CC knows where my mansion is, so what's to stop them from going in with an even bigger and/or more effective raid and succeeding this time? I didn't have any place to sleep, though, 'cuz I have no Rhydin cash, so I was just gonna sleep in the backseat of Infinity. Stephen, for gods know what reason, decides he'll stay in the back of BS. And then suddenly Don's limit breaks, and he's yelling expletives like dad fired bullets, all but ordering me and Stephen to get rooms in the Inn. So, uh, we did.
Now I don't know what to do. I'm kinda homeless, definitely family-less, and boy do I wish I had someone to talk to about all this. I'd be embarassed if anyone knew that I was scared and needed some security and protection in my life. But maybe that's something I will never have. I don't know.
