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Jun. 15th, 2009 01:10 amI'm not strong. But sometimes? I'm strong enough.
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Jun. 15th, 2009
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Jun. 15th, 2009 11:54 pmSo, some amount of time ago, Jesse lets me know via the internets that he's going to be in DC, which is not in the slightest bit my city, but is a city, and relatively close by. We consistently fail to make any sort of plan, beyond "yeah, we should hang out!"
Today at about ten thirty, he calls being all "so, 'sup?" The end result is that, after I actually wake up properly, fail at gas, get lost, park at Greenbelt Station, walk allll the way across, take a train, have a "so, where are YOU" conversation, Jesse and I met up, and spent the day wandering around DC! (Well, DC and Georgetown)
We had a just lovely time, largely because neither of us was really intending to go do any intensely touristy things. We visited the national arbourium, which was pretty, and wandered around the capitol trying very very hard not to discuss serial killers or assassins in anything but the vaguest of terms. Hunger led us to Georgetown, where we got pizza slices larger than our faces, and argued about zombie fighting and how impolite it would be to play The Floor is Lava in the restaurant. We ate baklava on a wide stone wall, overlooking a bridge and a river.
It was all lovely, but there was one moment that was just *fantastic*. As we were walking back to the trains, both to go our separate ways home, I paused by a line of trees. "Firebugs!1" I pointed out gleefully. We stared for a minute at the two or three fireflies glowing beterrn the trees, when he gasped. "Look to the right"
There had to be a hundred little lightning bugs, lighting up their butts and making it seem as though the Earth herself was glittering. It was just *breathtaking*.
I really love the world sometimes.
How was your day?
~Sor
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1: I call lightning bugs/fireflies firebugs. No, I'm not sure why.
Today at about ten thirty, he calls being all "so, 'sup?" The end result is that, after I actually wake up properly, fail at gas, get lost, park at Greenbelt Station, walk allll the way across, take a train, have a "so, where are YOU" conversation, Jesse and I met up, and spent the day wandering around DC! (Well, DC and Georgetown)
We had a just lovely time, largely because neither of us was really intending to go do any intensely touristy things. We visited the national arbourium, which was pretty, and wandered around the capitol trying very very hard not to discuss serial killers or assassins in anything but the vaguest of terms. Hunger led us to Georgetown, where we got pizza slices larger than our faces, and argued about zombie fighting and how impolite it would be to play The Floor is Lava in the restaurant. We ate baklava on a wide stone wall, overlooking a bridge and a river.
It was all lovely, but there was one moment that was just *fantastic*. As we were walking back to the trains, both to go our separate ways home, I paused by a line of trees. "Firebugs!1" I pointed out gleefully. We stared for a minute at the two or three fireflies glowing beterrn the trees, when he gasped. "Look to the right"
There had to be a hundred little lightning bugs, lighting up their butts and making it seem as though the Earth herself was glittering. It was just *breathtaking*.
I really love the world sometimes.
How was your day?
~Sor
MOOP!
1: I call lightning bugs/fireflies firebugs. No, I'm not sure why.