You're welcome!! I saved the good ones for you, the rest of the RV got a lot of unnecessary borders on their pillowcases while they tried to sleep.
Why's there a hurry??
We wound up changing plans, because you can't predict a group of actors. It didn't sit right leaving Edgar here alone 'til he's right as rain, so me and Evening are still holed up in y'all's parking lot for the moment. It'll be a good chance to disinfect some
I like making things for folks, so don't feel like you HAVE to reciprocate in kind! If you appreciate it, you can show me however feels right for you!!
Evening has managed to keep me fed so far!
Now what's a boy like you doin' all the way out here in a parking lot like this?
I'll figure something out! I'm creative. It'll come to me once my brain's fully functional again.
That's good! I'm glad! I'd hate for you to come all the way out here and go hungry. Sorry I wasn't able to be a better host.
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Hey, I've been meaning to ask you something but I didn't want to bug you since it was none of my business: I hope I'm not pissing off your polycule, am I? I just don't want to step on toes or cause you problems.
Oh! Okay! I wasn't sure, but someone else thought you were A Thing, so I just wanted to make sure I wasn't upsetting anyone, that's all! I think your [...] roommate saw us canoodling a little in the kitchen and my sleep-deprived brain was like, oh NO now you've done it!
But in my defense, I was also half-insane for the past week, so.
Oh no is that[...] I suppose when you live like we so it's not too far-fetched. But maybe I'm something of an outlier!
You were incredibly impressive, even while half-insane with your curls smooshed down. But I prefer you all there and not delirious enough to compliment my coffee.
I'm not judging anyone! Like I said, I just didn't want to cause you any trouble 'cause I was being too forward or anything. You're a sweetheart, you deserve as stress-free of an existence as is possible, given our circumstances!
Well, thank you very much. I'm glad you're still talking to me when you've seen my hair at its smooosheddownedest. The coffee was actually great, because I needed it and you made it. No deliriousness necessary.
At the VERY least I think I'd be guilty of breaching some sort of etiquette, but the 'cule keeps changing up their handbook. [...] Glad that didn't scare you off though. I do have a kinda odd living situation.
I thought your hair was kinda cute! Like you were getting a family portrait taken at Sears.
To be honest, it seems very complicated. It's not for me, but I hope they're having a good time. I can't really judge your living situation since I also awkwardly live with everyone I work with, and my adult kid.
And to think, I left all my ugly Christmas sweaters back in Seattle.
I'm privy to every ounce of their drama and it's VERY complicated. But I also think they kinda like it that way?? Because life ain't complicated enough for them?? And maybe sometimes listening to the drama is a good break from the rest of life's dramas??? [...] I think I just figured out why soap operas are so popular and important for society.
Aw, any sweater can be an ugly Christmas sweater with enough gumption and tinsel!! [...] Not that I have any tinsel but I've got plenty of gumption.
It's better than TV! It's like a melodrama put on just for you! I mean, as long as no one's getting hurt or anything, sounds harmless.
I used to have one with Garfield on it. It was amazing (and hideous). Maybe I should make recreating this my next project (after making you something).
Sometimes I think getting hurt is part of the point?? [...] It'll actually be kinda nice getting a break from it. Season breaks exist for a reason!!
Oh no, the creative spirit's gotcha now, you'll be lost in Christmas crafts until next summer if I know how a thing about how these creative jags go. Next time I see you your hair will be all tinsel.
Not quite!! But most of the troupe wanted to head back to Whitney, it's just me and Evening hanging around here until Edgar's got his feet back under him. [...] I'm not actually sure where they're planning to sleep there, but they had to let us keep the RV for now and it'll be a good chance to clean it.
If it's red, green or blue, absolutely. And you'd rock silver so well it'd be distracting. I'll withhold my judgment on gold 'n' yellow though, you might be a California blond and not even know it!!
That's true. I should probably just stay outside in the parking lot so that nobody asks me to look at puke. Someone else can do it! I did enough!
You're the costume designer! I trust you!
[...] Sorry. I guess that was sort of a silly question, considering... y'know. Everything.
Between emergency rooms being extra-bad and desperately trying to make sure Z has a good Christmas, I guess I never really had time to consider my own personal feelings on it?
More than enough!! You've earned enough time off to reach total Enlightenment and then decide whether or not it's right for you.
Sometimes it's easy to forget how [...] different everything is?? But then it's Christmas and I'm not going home back to Savannah and spending an entire week in church and.
That sounds stressful :( But all parenting seems stressful to me, let ALONE doing that while handling strangers' blood and ornaments in unfortunate spots. And as long as we don't get a visit from the Christmas cougar, y'all can make sure it's a good holiday together now!!
[...] Y'know, before the whole apocalypse thing, I was kinda thinking of taking a sabbatical once my contract in Seattle was up. Too little, too late, huh?
Are you glad you don't have to spend that time in church, or do you miss it? Greek Christmas was like, two weeks. It was kinda exhausting. Midnight liturgy on Christmas Eve, yaaaaay.
I hope so!! Maybe Danforth will have something fun I can give her, although I might have to risk getting eaten by the cougar.
Guess society took a sabbatical first. Rude of it not to consult your schedule first! [...] Sorry you didn't get to take a break, though. You shouldn't have to be firing on half your cylinders just because everything fell apart around us.
To be perfectly 100% completely and totally honest, [...] not being in church is kind of a relief. And Southern Baptists ain't NEAR as big on Christmas as all that. Doing anything at midnight on Christmas Eve seems like a special kinda torture, especially if there's kids involved. I know plenty of adults who'd be needing their naps by that point!!
I really hope you find the perfect gift for your daughter on Christmas, but also don't you dare get eaten by a cougar before we've even had a real date!!
There's a reason why they make doctors take time off. Nobody wants the guy with his hands in your guts running on 5 minutes of sleep.
Oh, my mom was always super mad when I was dozing off. And then I didn't get to open presents until New Year's Day, so I got to longingly look out the window while the other neighbourhood kids got to play with their sleds and whatever. I don't think there's anything wrong with being a little relieved. You're good in all the ways that matter, right? Like, I don't think I'm gonna get smote for not doing all that extra Lent when it's not like there's a ton to eat any more to begin with? I get the guilt, but I think you're good.
Oh yeah, it's kinda crazy that we haven't yet? Seems like we've been talking for ages.
You deserve a real break. This last week shouldn't've A better one than sleeping in a parking lot of your workplace-slash-house.
Oh Lordy, you had to wait until New Year's Day?? AND extra Lent?? That's downright cruelty in the modern era!!! [...] I stopped going to church when I moved to California. Aside from when I went home. But I think I absorbed the good stuff and try to put that out into the world, with or without a pastor telling me what that is.
Things keep HAPPENING. Like they don't want us to sit and talk face-to-face without any danger of a roommate or colleague or patient interrupting. Almost feels like if we tried to set another concrete date then the entire concept of time would suddenly cease to exist.
The equivalent of living in a van down by the river is probably the best I'm gonna get, unless I "accidentally" break all my fingers on purpose.
My parents were from the old country, they were old school like that. At least once I was in school and then work, I had an excuse to drop some of it (not a good enough excuse though, according to my mother). I think you're doing a good job of that! Actions speak louder than words! I'm sure God would rather have folks out there doing good deeds and putting light and kindness out into the world than just showing up once a week in a predetermined location, y'know?
I know, right? This is like, romcom levels of interference from the universe? What if we make a plan and then just don't call it a date? Like, we go scavenging for wool socks or something and see where it takes us?
Bet we could hide you in the trunk of a tree for a couple weeks. Maybe a month. Just to rest!!
Oh gosh, didn't they want a doctor in the family?? Can't have an exhausted doctor waiting until New Year's Day for his presents!! [...] You don't know how many purely imaginary arguments I've had with my folks about this. I even (mentally) quote specific verses at them like I'm doing it purely on principle and not because if I have to spend another Sunday hiding who I am of [...] well, different principles. But I guess that was a problem from a different world, and shouldn't be a priority these days!!
Oooooh, scouting for supplies sounds VERY practical and not the least bit romantic and private.
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Why's there a hurry??
We wound up changing plans, because you can't predict a group of actors. It didn't sit right leaving Edgar here alone 'til he's right as rain, so me and Evening are still holed up in y'all's parking lot for the moment.
It'll be a good chance to disinfect someDid you get a good rest?
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Because you did something nice for me and I feel like I need to make you something nice in return?
Oh, really? Are people feeding you guys and giving you everything you need? I'm also sleeping in the parking lot, actually.
Amazing. Maybe I'll just live out here.
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Evening has managed to keep me fed so far!
Now what's a boy like you doin' all the way out here in a parking lot like this?
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That's good! I'm glad! I'd hate for you to come all the way out here and go hungry. Sorry I wasn't able to be a better host.
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polyhedronpolycule. They're just my roommates! And coworkers. And friends. And partial responsibility.There's nothing romantic or [...] otherwise between me and anyone else.
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But in my defense, I was also half-insane for the past week, so.
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Oh no is that[...] I suppose when you live like we so it's not too far-fetched. But maybe I'm something of an outlier!You were incredibly impressive, even while half-insane with your curls smooshed down. But I prefer you all there and not delirious enough to compliment my coffee.
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Well, thank you very much. I'm glad you're still talking to me when you've seen my hair at its smooosheddownedest. The coffee was actually great, because I needed it and you made it. No deliriousness necessary.
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I thought your hair was kinda cute! Like you were getting a family portrait taken at Sears.
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And to think, I left all my ugly Christmas sweaters back in Seattle.
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Aw, any sweater can be an ugly Christmas sweater with enough gumption and tinsel!! [...] Not that I have any tinsel but I've got plenty of gumption.
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I used to have one with Garfield on it. It was amazing (and hideous). Maybe I should make recreating this my next project (after making you something).
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Oh no, the creative spirit's gotcha now, you'll be lost in Christmas crafts until next summer if I know how a thing about how these creative jags go. Next time I see you your hair will be all tinsel.
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What do you think? Could I pull it off?
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had tolet us keep the RV for now and it'll be a good chance to clean it.If it's red, green or blue, absolutely. And you'd rock silver so well it'd be distracting. I'll withhold my judgment on gold 'n' yellow though, you might be a California blond and not even know it!!
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Red, green, blue, silver... got it! I think I'm too Greek for blonde anyway.
Are you a big Christmas person?
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Could still prove me wrong!! (But I know for a FACT I'm not wrong about the other colors.)
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I used to be[........] I used to be. [...] But maybe this Christmas will be different!!How about you??
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You're the costume designer! I trust you!
[...] Sorry. I guess that was sort of a silly question, considering... y'know. Everything.
Between emergency rooms being extra-bad and desperately trying to make sure Z has a good Christmas, I guess I never really had time to consider my own personal feelings on it?
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Sometimes it's easy to forget how [...] different everything is?? But then it's Christmas and I'm not going
homeback to Savannah and spending an entire week in churchand.That sounds stressful :( But all parenting seems stressful to me, let ALONE doing that while handling strangers' blood and ornaments in unfortunate spots. And as long as we don't get a visit from the Christmas cougar, y'all can make sure it's a good holiday together now!!
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Are you glad you don't have to spend that time in church, or do you miss it? Greek Christmas was like, two weeks. It was kinda exhausting. Midnight liturgy on Christmas Eve, yaaaaay.
I hope so!! Maybe Danforth will have something fun I can give her, although I might have to risk getting eaten by the cougar.
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To be perfectly 100% completely and totally honest, [...] not being in church is kind of a relief. And Southern Baptists ain't NEAR as big on Christmas as all that. Doing anything at midnight on Christmas Eve seems like a special kinda torture, especially if there's kids involved. I know plenty of adults who'd be needing their naps by that point!!
I really hope you find the perfect gift for your daughter on Christmas, but also don't you dare get eaten by a cougar before we've even had a real date!!
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Oh, my mom was always super mad when I was dozing off. And then I didn't get to open presents until New Year's Day, so I got to longingly look out the window while the other neighbourhood kids got to play with their sleds and whatever. I don't think there's anything wrong with being a little relieved. You're good in all the ways that matter, right? Like, I don't think I'm gonna get smote for not doing all that extra Lent when it's not like there's a ton to eat any more to begin with? I get the guilt, but I think you're good.
Oh yeah, it's kinda crazy that we haven't yet? Seems like we've been talking for ages.
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This last week shouldn't'veA better one than sleeping in a parking lot of your workplace-slash-house.Oh Lordy, you had to wait until New Year's Day?? AND extra Lent?? That's downright cruelty in the modern era!!! [...] I stopped going to church when I moved to California. Aside from when I went home. But I think I absorbed the good stuff and try to put that out into the world, with or without a pastor telling me what that is.
Things keep HAPPENING. Like they don't want us to sit and talk face-to-face without any danger of a roommate or colleague or patient interrupting. Almost feels like if we tried to set another concrete date then the entire concept of time would suddenly cease to exist.
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My parents were from the old country, they were old school like that. At least once I was in school and then work, I had an excuse to drop some of it (not a good enough excuse though, according to my mother). I think you're doing a good job of that! Actions speak louder than words! I'm sure God would rather have folks out there doing good deeds and putting light and kindness out into the world than just showing up once a week in a predetermined location, y'know?
I know, right? This is like, romcom levels of interference from the universe? What if we make a plan and then just don't call it a date? Like, we go scavenging for wool socks or something and see where it takes us?
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Oh gosh, didn't they want a doctor in the family?? Can't have an exhausted doctor waiting until New Year's Day for his presents!! [...] You don't know how many purely imaginary arguments I've had with my folks about this. I even (mentally) quote specific verses at them like I'm doing it purely on principle and not because
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