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The meet and greet in Leeds was good, though half the Dutch guys had gone to Denmark for the launch of the Viking war ship. Good timing there, the Wallers, for putting the EHCG seminar on the same weekend - last year they made it the bank holiday weekend - which meant half the Leeds chapter couldn't attend as they work for the Armouries and had to take part in the jousting tournament. I ended up leading them, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ravenlas, Adam and Marcus to Fuji Hiro for dinner, which was nice. But I didn't get to go to Shul. :(
Saturday I went to look at bathrooms withravenlas and found some very nice showers and baths for lots of cash. So now I have to find something similar for much less... Then it was time for a quick dash to town, and then to Yann's MERP game. We're still not dead, although I do appear to have apprenticed myself to the evil elven smith who is trying to make a machine to put out the sun. *shrug* It happens...
Today I headed over to Huddersfield to see mum and dad, their new shed, car and double glazing (which they've been accumulating all year, but I haven't been over since Easter). It was wonderful to see them, and mum has given me a 'dishwasher' - now all I have to do is go and buy one. ;-)
I have eaten far too much over the weekend. But I might just be going to Hull climbing wall on Monday evening. Or I might be going to see Hellboy. *shrug* I don't know which.
Marcus let slip on Saturday during MERP that he was at a funeral with family. So I asked what funeral. It was his grandma's funeral. When I spoke to his parents a few weeks ago she was ill, but picking up. This has been my extended family for roughly a third of my life - and Marcus didn't even bother to tell me. I'm really upset that Grandma's died, and I'm even more upset and hurt that he wouldn't tell me. Because I'm not going out with him, according to him I'm not a part of his family any more. Even though his parents still regard me as their other daughter-in-law, and they miss me and I miss them. I'm angry with him for it, and I don't like being angry.
More dying - catching the reports on the news about the school in Russia. That's been very upsetting too. I can't imagine how people can do that. How is it ever 'right' to massacre children for a 'cause'? It's so fundamentally wrong and evil, no matter in whose name you do it, or why you do it. And this is making me angry.
And driving back from Huddersfield, I got caught in a jam on the M62 just out of Huddersfield. We stopped completely for over half an hour. There was nothing coming westbound either apart from a couple of ambulances. When we got moving again it turned out the police had closed off our carriageway, presumably to prevent accidents with people looking at the accident on the other carriageway. Which turned out to be an altercation between a Tesco's lorry and a mini. An old mini. There was almost nothing left of it.
On the A1/M1 link road, on the other carriageway, there were some police and ambulances, though they hadn't shut the road at all. 2/3rds of the way up the steep embankment there were 2 cars. Bonnet to bonnet. Round a lamp-post. How??? It didn't look like anyone was really hurt, though.
So much death and disaster. And I know I'm far too tired and upset and overly emotional right now, but... it's a cliche. I know it. But I don't want for something terrible to happen to me orravenlas and just have him be my boyfriend, or just be his girlfriend. I want us to be married. I want the chance to raise a family together. Although given my finances, that's a very long way off. But I'd kind of like the chance. I want to wear my dress. I want commitment, although I know that's there anyway, and I know if I changed my name you'd all laugh. I'd like to not feel as though I'm stuck at not really being an adult - it's flattering to be mistaken for a student, but maybe I need to wear better clothes, or stop covering up my grey hair, or actually take some responsibility for my life.
Bah! I am out of sorts, and I'm sober, and I need to go to bed. Next week is Northern Ireland, though, so it should be a better week. I hope it will be. I'll take a leaf out of a book extract I read. If I hope, and it isn't, I'll be down. But if I 'wonder' if it will be better, who knows how it'll turn out? But won't it be an adventure finding out!!! Or I could just open that really nice bottle of red wine my mum gave me...
ravenlas, Adam and Marcus to Fuji Hiro for dinner, which was nice. But I didn't get to go to Shul. :(Saturday I went to look at bathrooms with
ravenlas and found some very nice showers and baths for lots of cash. So now I have to find something similar for much less... Then it was time for a quick dash to town, and then to Yann's MERP game. We're still not dead, although I do appear to have apprenticed myself to the evil elven smith who is trying to make a machine to put out the sun. *shrug* It happens...Today I headed over to Huddersfield to see mum and dad, their new shed, car and double glazing (which they've been accumulating all year, but I haven't been over since Easter). It was wonderful to see them, and mum has given me a 'dishwasher' - now all I have to do is go and buy one. ;-)
I have eaten far too much over the weekend. But I might just be going to Hull climbing wall on Monday evening. Or I might be going to see Hellboy. *shrug* I don't know which.
Marcus let slip on Saturday during MERP that he was at a funeral with family. So I asked what funeral. It was his grandma's funeral. When I spoke to his parents a few weeks ago she was ill, but picking up. This has been my extended family for roughly a third of my life - and Marcus didn't even bother to tell me. I'm really upset that Grandma's died, and I'm even more upset and hurt that he wouldn't tell me. Because I'm not going out with him, according to him I'm not a part of his family any more. Even though his parents still regard me as their other daughter-in-law, and they miss me and I miss them. I'm angry with him for it, and I don't like being angry.
More dying - catching the reports on the news about the school in Russia. That's been very upsetting too. I can't imagine how people can do that. How is it ever 'right' to massacre children for a 'cause'? It's so fundamentally wrong and evil, no matter in whose name you do it, or why you do it. And this is making me angry.
And driving back from Huddersfield, I got caught in a jam on the M62 just out of Huddersfield. We stopped completely for over half an hour. There was nothing coming westbound either apart from a couple of ambulances. When we got moving again it turned out the police had closed off our carriageway, presumably to prevent accidents with people looking at the accident on the other carriageway. Which turned out to be an altercation between a Tesco's lorry and a mini. An old mini. There was almost nothing left of it.
On the A1/M1 link road, on the other carriageway, there were some police and ambulances, though they hadn't shut the road at all. 2/3rds of the way up the steep embankment there were 2 cars. Bonnet to bonnet. Round a lamp-post. How??? It didn't look like anyone was really hurt, though.
So much death and disaster. And I know I'm far too tired and upset and overly emotional right now, but... it's a cliche. I know it. But I don't want for something terrible to happen to me or
ravenlas and just have him be my boyfriend, or just be his girlfriend. I want us to be married. I want the chance to raise a family together. Although given my finances, that's a very long way off. But I'd kind of like the chance. I want to wear my dress. I want commitment, although I know that's there anyway, and I know if I changed my name you'd all laugh. I'd like to not feel as though I'm stuck at not really being an adult - it's flattering to be mistaken for a student, but maybe I need to wear better clothes, or stop covering up my grey hair, or actually take some responsibility for my life. Bah! I am out of sorts, and I'm sober, and I need to go to bed. Next week is Northern Ireland, though, so it should be a better week. I hope it will be. I'll take a leaf out of a book extract I read. If I hope, and it isn't, I'll be down. But if I 'wonder' if it will be better, who knows how it'll turn out? But won't it be an adventure finding out!!! Or I could just open that really nice bottle of red wine my mum gave me...
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Date: 2004-09-06 06:53 am (UTC)From:Much sympathy.
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Date: 2004-09-06 09:21 am (UTC)From:Huggs
Date: 2004-09-06 07:09 am (UTC)From:*huggs*
Re: Huggs
Date: 2004-09-06 09:20 am (UTC)From:When are you free for dinner?
Re: Huggs
Date: 2004-09-07 08:04 am (UTC)From:any monday is good ... at a pinch I can also make wednesdays or thursdays with warning....
how about next monday?
Re: Huggs
Date: 2004-09-07 10:33 am (UTC)From:I'll see you at Meadowhell, outside Oasis? ;) It'll be lovely to see you.
Re: Huggs
Date: 2004-09-07 02:10 pm (UTC)From:Re: Huggs
Date: 2004-09-07 02:35 pm (UTC)From:Re: Huggs
Date: 2004-09-08 10:59 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2004-09-06 09:14 am (UTC)From:So, I'll stick with "sympathies", as that is what I mean and would merely fumble with more words.
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Date: 2004-09-06 09:22 am (UTC)From: