Journal 114

Journal 114

5-10-10; 11:00 PM

Somehow, it seems like a weird date to see written. … I suppose, thinking on it now, that it will be extra odd in October, when the date will be, "10-10-10" - And just think how people will get excited when it is 10:10 AM and 10 seconds. XD Oh, boy.

Neways

I got up around 11 -- Alexei texted -- seems he was serious about hanging out. I stalled, on the grounds of waiting to hear back from Nastëna and I had to finish the Fulbright Article!!

I got inspired, thanks to writer's block on the piece about the Rehearsal Parade, as well as Ryan's Sci-Fi story, to do a chronology of the events leading up to, and including, Den' Pobedy. and to write it "Captain's Log" style.

Almost four hours and 12 pages later, the Behemoth was practically finished. I went off to Coffee House to put the finishing touches on it, and get it sent out.

While there, I was chatting with friends -- and I talked with Angelo's mum -- she said that I should come dance with him, when I said I was afraid of being without dance for three weeks.

When I'd finished with the internet, I made good on my promise to get back to Alexei.

We did wind up hanging out for about an hour or so -- where I learned that it is apparently rather frustrating to a Russian man if you tell him, "You don't need to buy that for me!!" -- No less than 3, "You're killin' me, Smalls!" looks later, I wound up coming home having been fed, and with a bouquet of Spider Mums (my favorite flower), as well as a tub of strawberries. Which were pretty damned delicious, I must say.

=@///@= '' Goodness. -- I feel bad, because I already have never been able to handle people buying things for me well; which is to say, I love getting presents, but then I feel like the person who got me said present has wasted their money. But on top of that, I'm more than sure he's interested in becoming a boyfriend, and I don't return that same feeling...

After all that, it was a quiet night -- I'm really exhausted. I should probably be getting to my homework. It's very odd that I'm going to be back in the US so soon… I'm excited to see people, but I'm still no less terrified about not dancing… I suppose I'll find a way.

In the meantime, now I'm worried about trying to see if I can afford a trip to see my Nana, and Sasha still wants me to come to NYC -- where I still want to go -- but I don't know if my pockets are quite that deep… I'm going to be very, very busy, methinks…

Ahh, where there is a will, there will be a way.

Much love,

Moscow Kitty

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