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.
Maybe, but then I might never want to come out of there! Sounds cozy.
"You're late again!" "Mom, I had a guy with half his skull torn off." "I'll tear half your skull off if you're late again, just you wait!" etc etc etc (only picture the whole conversation being yelled in Greek).
Who knows, maybe you'll get your chance to tell 'em what's what someday. You never know. For what it's worth, I think they should be proud of you. And even if they aren't, then fu screw 'em. They don't know what's good anyway. Did Jesus himself not travel around, lifting people's spirits?
Just looking for socks! Nothing romantic about that!
If you don't discourage me I WILL be looking for comfy tree trunks to stash you in. Like a post-collapse realtor.
I'm picturing it but I don't know Greek so there's a lot of hands. Is that accurate or offensive??
Ma Maybe!! Though if I meet them again I might prioritize a few other truths over Matthew 6:6. [...] This does make me feel a little better though. Maybe the Apostles were also a polycule that Jesus just happened to live and work with!!
In order for this to properly fool the universe I should probably stop thinking about kissing you while in some dark and dusty old house, shouldn't I?
But they're just so cute, though! Those little cheeks!
Both? Maybe I just revert to my true nature when under stress.
I'm never surprised at this point. If you told me you could build rocket ships, I would believe you! What else do you do with a theater tech degree? That sounds cool.
I found your insanity endearing, but I hate how much had to be on your shoulders. I'd MUCH rather see you flailing around because you're excited or just heard a hilarious joke.
Well I DIDN'T learn to make rocket ships (though if we needed one for a prop I could maybe run a drill and nail some things together to make it LOOK like it can fly). Most of theater tech is figuring out how to rig up the stage so no one can tell you're using a can of rocks as a counterweight for the curtain and knowing who actually learned how to wire the lighting when something shorts out. And then anything else that can go wrong backstage in the last minute. I swear I learned more about sewing on my first big show than I ever did at my mama's knee!!
Well, maybe I'll get to feel excitement or laugh at a joke again someday, as long as everyone doesn't decide to do something stupid that causes me more work again anytime soon.
See? All that's incredibly useful! Sounds basically like a crash course in improvisation during the apocalypse, you badass, you!
He does! If only he could be better at following his own advice!
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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
if I have to spend another Sunday hiding who I amof [...] 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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"You're late again!" "Mom, I had a guy with half his skull torn off." "I'll tear half your skull off if you're late again, just you wait!" etc etc etc (only picture the whole conversation being yelled in Greek).
Who knows, maybe you'll get your chance to tell 'em what's what someday. You never know. For what it's worth, I think they should be proud of you. And even if they aren't, then
fuscrew 'em. They don't know what's good anyway. Did Jesus himself not travel around, lifting people's spirits?Just looking for socks! Nothing romantic about that!
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I'm picturing it but I don't know Greek so there's a lot of hands. Is that accurate or offensive??
MaMaybe!! Though if I meet them again I might prioritize a few other truths over Matthew 6:6. [...] This does make me feel a little better though. Maybe the Apostles were also a polycule that Jesus just happened to live and work with!!In order for this to properly fool the universe I should probably stop thinking about kissing you while in some dark and dusty old house, shouldn't I?
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You've seen me yelling all week and flailing around, so... accurate.
Yeah!! It never says they weren't. How are your carpentry skills?
Maybe, but if we happen to trip and fall face-first into one another, who can blame us?
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So when the hands come out, does that mean you're feelin' especially passionate, or just half-insane?
You know, my degree is in theater tech, so the answer might surprise you!!!
If we trip face-first into one another, we might have to take a break from scavenging. I hear those're the doctor's orders.
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Both? Maybe I just revert to my true nature when under stress.
I'm never surprised at this point. If you told me you could build rocket ships, I would believe you! What else do you do with a theater tech degree? That sounds cool.
Well, who am I to argue with a doctor's orders?
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I found your insanity endearing, but I hate how much had to be on your shoulders. I'd MUCH rather see you flailing around because you're excited or just heard a hilarious joke.
Well I DIDN'T learn to make rocket ships (though if we needed one for a prop I could maybe run a drill and nail some things together to make it LOOK like it can fly). Most of theater tech is figuring out how to rig up the stage so no one can tell you're using a can of rocks as a counterweight for the curtain and knowing who actually learned how to wire the lighting when something shorts out. And then anything else that can go wrong backstage in the last minute. I swear I learned more about sewing on my first big show than I ever did at my mama's knee!!
I hear this doctor cares a LOT about morale.
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Well, maybe I'll get to feel excitement or laugh at a joke again someday, as long as everyone doesn't decide to do something stupid that causes me more work again anytime soon.
See? All that's incredibly useful! Sounds basically like a crash course in improvisation during the apocalypse, you badass, you!
He does! If only he could be better at following his own advice!
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