While I was back at Kenyon, I picked up a copy of Kluge's
Alma Mater, about a year at Kenyon. I was looking forward to reading it, for the different perspective on my erstwhile home, and for the nostalgia trip. What I hadn't realized was
when he wrote it.
Judging by the references (the state of construction on the Bike Path, Mike Stone, the Safer Sex demo, and Allen Ginsburg's visit), and the copyright date (1993; my freshman year was '91-'92) he wrote this my freshman year. It's making it an especially bizarre read.
I'm finally feeling mostly human again, after a week of insane fatigue and flaring. More storms tonight, though, so we'll see how long this lasts. Escorting tomorrow, and then a relatively mellow weekend, and seeing some folks I'm really looking forward to seeing.
Caught
Puccini for Beginners with
grf last night; we ended up talking about how many of these movies with bi or behaviourally bi characters (Chasing Amy, Kissing Jessica Stein, etc) we love for about the first 2/3rds, and then find ourselves getting progressively more irritated at.
Puccini for Beginners did manage to irk me less than Chasing Amy, though, so that's something. I guess. Frustrating, though, given how very much I loved most of it.
Oh, and if I forgot to mention it,
The Boys and Girls Guide to Getting Down is thoroughly chuckle-worthy; I loved it.
The reunion last weekend was marvelous; it occurs to me I haven't actually written anything about it yet. I didn't do much looking people up this year (I'd just done that last year; some years I'm in the mood to find all my ex-coworkers and local friends, some years I just want to retreat into Peepish seclusion), and there weren't as many from my generation as usual, but in the end, it all contributed to an extremely mellow, relaxed weekend, where I got to see the folks who were there (hey,
virgilsego,
patentpink,
leveldeaded), and get some good quality time, without spending all my time worrying about trying to meet up with folks and figure out plans with the dubious assistance of intermittent cell phone connectivity. Instead, I got to spend the weekend showing Grafton around to all the spots I love, wandering in the woods, playing in the upside-down tree, hanging out with fun folks from other years, being as messed up as we liked as much as we liked, amongst friendly folks who wouldn't look askance at inebriated silliness regardless of their current relationship with recreational chemicals, and being in the woods. Wow, I miss my woods. I'm pleased they've done as well as they have at maintaining them despite the new construction.
I also volunteered to be Peep Alumni Association secretary for the next four years, which means I'll be working with
virgilsego on the website and a new mailing list, and with
leveldeaded on the next reunion (P2K+12). It also means a nice excuse to get down to Gambier for the Alumni Association meetings in February.
Anyway, yes, marvelous.
In other amusing news, it's that time of year... I've started trimming Leroy down in earnest. He looks characteristically silly, because I tend to work on whatever bit I can get ahold of, and because I leave his hair long around the nape of his neck, because of how much he and Tarma wrestle. So far I've gotten most of his torso from the shoulders back, a snip here and there at his legs, and a bit of his mane on one side. Off-kilter and a touch leprous. Yeah, that's definitely the look I was going for. *snerk*
Holy crap, Facebook just keeps getting weirder! I just got a friending notice from another high school friend, and last night I heard from one of my best friends from high school (first boy I ever fell in love with, and the reason I find it so bizarre that it took me until recently to get into Doctor Who; he was a huge fan). I think I've decided I'm entirely giving up on the Facebook apps, though. They baffle me, and I keep sending stuff I don't mean to. And I'm not signed in often enough (it's blocked from work) to keep up with the game-related ones.
Oh, and a reminder to local folks; we're having a Firepit party tonight, starting around 8:30pm -- email me or check
bec76's journal for details...
And as a public service reminder: Just say no to warrantless searches