The overarcing plot aside, today was pretty good
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zqfmbg decided to come drive down from Vancouver BC and come hang out with me for the day. He showed up on my doorstep in the early afternoon, I dragged him to Chinook's for some fish tacos and clam chowder, and then we hung out here at the house for a few hours, mostly playing with cameras. He has a Nikon D700 and some unreal lenses (like a super 14-24mm wide-angle which seems like nothing when hooked up to my camera, but when hooked up to the D700 it's like OMFG I CAN SEE EVERYTHING).
zml got home around 5pm since he came back from Austin this morning, and rehana came over around 6something and dvarin also came home earlyish, and the five of us drove over to Taste of India, where we met up with oren, and then eventually mdf356 and his wife and two kids, and we got a huge table in the sort of side room of the restaurant for everyone and hung out and ate a lot of food and stuff.
Came back here and chatted with I-Gene and Rehana and Carl for a while until the first two dispersed back to their homes, and talked to Carl until around 1am. Now I am doing laundry -- I dug throughCarl's my old closet until I found two black dresses of mine, since I figure I will need them for this weekend's events. Some of them need to hang out to dry overnight, so I had to do laundry now instead of leaving it until the morning.
It was a good day in that I got to see many people I hadn't seen in a long time and all. I just hope it isn't freaking everyone out that I seem so semi-cheerful about everything right now.
It's really surreal reading the funeral announcement my uncle sent out. Like "I'm reading my dad's funeral announcement, does that mean my dad is really dead?" I mean, I know it's true, but it just doesn't seem to REALLY be true. Not yet. Still haven't cried, but am still having random little spurts when in conversation I just mention random crap about my dad, which I think I would mention regardless even if he was still alive, but it's stranger to mention it now that he isn't, if that makes any sense. And I'm still somewhat in disbelief that in 24 hours or so I'll be landing in Philly, and going to my dad's old apartment for the last time ever... for the REAL last time ever, that is.
And then a few hours after that I will be eating a hoagie and Tastykakes! I guess there are some bright sides of this all, but I think I'd rather have my dad still alive than the opportunity to eat Philly food again.
zqfmbg decided to come drive down from Vancouver BC and come hang out with me for the day. He showed up on my doorstep in the early afternoon, I dragged him to Chinook's for some fish tacos and clam chowder, and then we hung out here at the house for a few hours, mostly playing with cameras. He has a Nikon D700 and some unreal lenses (like a super 14-24mm wide-angle which seems like nothing when hooked up to my camera, but when hooked up to the D700 it's like OMFG I CAN SEE EVERYTHING).zml got home around 5pm since he came back from Austin this morning, and rehana came over around 6something and dvarin also came home earlyish, and the five of us drove over to Taste of India, where we met up with oren, and then eventually mdf356 and his wife and two kids, and we got a huge table in the sort of side room of the restaurant for everyone and hung out and ate a lot of food and stuff. Came back here and chatted with I-Gene and Rehana and Carl for a while until the first two dispersed back to their homes, and talked to Carl until around 1am. Now I am doing laundry -- I dug through
It was a good day in that I got to see many people I hadn't seen in a long time and all. I just hope it isn't freaking everyone out that I seem so semi-cheerful about everything right now.
It's really surreal reading the funeral announcement my uncle sent out. Like "I'm reading my dad's funeral announcement, does that mean my dad is really dead?" I mean, I know it's true, but it just doesn't seem to REALLY be true. Not yet. Still haven't cried, but am still having random little spurts when in conversation I just mention random crap about my dad, which I think I would mention regardless even if he was still alive, but it's stranger to mention it now that he isn't, if that makes any sense. And I'm still somewhat in disbelief that in 24 hours or so I'll be landing in Philly, and going to my dad's old apartment for the last time ever... for the REAL last time ever, that is.
And then a few hours after that I will be eating a hoagie and Tastykakes! I guess there are some bright sides of this all, but I think I'd rather have my dad still alive than the opportunity to eat Philly food again.