Meeting the parents
Mar. 24th, 2008 09:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So here ends a very lovely weekend with the yet more lovely
purplegirl23, in which I traveled to a ridiculously stereotypical welsh ex-mining town, and met her parents. They were also lovely.
In more detail: I met her sister again (and acquired a few more bonus points); met her mother and father who were lovely and happily three years old respectively; met her grandparents; met all but one of the closest group of her friends from school and sat there bemused as they discussed other people from aforementioned school; met her Godmather Auntie Thelma and discussed the complexities of having a possible toy boy at 83 (though I may have the age wrong); marveled at how everyone seemed to know everyone else, or failing that knew their parents, grandparents or at least someone who'd have known them; wandered around Porth (it's small); watched Team America World Police finally (which lacked taste as expected, and also Welsh people, but made up for it with humor and amazing specialness in unequal measure); got described as a perfect gentlemen by yet another person; defeated
purplegirl23 at Super Monkey Ball in mostly close thought games; and generally relaxed and enjoy a very pleasant weekend in a house which isn't a building site.
Also on a related note as much as I find it immensely useful at times to have a threaded brain, which will happily work things out in the background, leaving me free to carry on with the day to day process of living, I do wish the standard output for a completed thought wasn't my mouth. It was a good conclusion, it just caught me off guard, leaving me somewhat off balance and trying to catch up with the rest of me*. Let's just say I am incredibly happy with
purplegirl23, *bounce*.
*I have to admit I often feel like being me, means the bit that I would consider my conscious self is frantically balancing on the iceberg of my subconscious self, as it wanders lazily through seas of potential thought.
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In more detail: I met her sister again (and acquired a few more bonus points); met her mother and father who were lovely and happily three years old respectively; met her grandparents; met all but one of the closest group of her friends from school and sat there bemused as they discussed other people from aforementioned school; met her Godmather Auntie Thelma and discussed the complexities of having a possible toy boy at 83 (though I may have the age wrong); marveled at how everyone seemed to know everyone else, or failing that knew their parents, grandparents or at least someone who'd have known them; wandered around Porth (it's small); watched Team America World Police finally (which lacked taste as expected, and also Welsh people, but made up for it with humor and amazing specialness in unequal measure); got described as a perfect gentlemen by yet another person; defeated
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Also on a related note as much as I find it immensely useful at times to have a threaded brain, which will happily work things out in the background, leaving me free to carry on with the day to day process of living, I do wish the standard output for a completed thought wasn't my mouth. It was a good conclusion, it just caught me off guard, leaving me somewhat off balance and trying to catch up with the rest of me*. Let's just say I am incredibly happy with
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*I have to admit I often feel like being me, means the bit that I would consider my conscious self is frantically balancing on the iceberg of my subconscious self, as it wanders lazily through seas of potential thought.
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Date: 2008-03-24 11:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-25 02:09 am (UTC)Also, but the semi-colon down, and walk away slowly! =p
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Date: 2008-03-25 08:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-25 12:23 pm (UTC)Anyway, I don't want to be a grammar nazi, especially as that would be mighty hypocritical =p
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Date: 2008-03-25 12:34 pm (UTC)*is a grammar Nazi*
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Date: 2008-03-25 01:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-25 02:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-25 05:56 pm (UTC)I don't think you're suppoosed to make a paragraph out of semicolon list items. A paragraph is by definition made of sentences.
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Date: 2008-03-25 08:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-25 02:14 pm (UTC)=p