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So, there was J. Cannibal's Feast of Flesh, which involved burlesque and horror and zombie costume contests, and a simply terrible (yet really good at it) horror movie called "Night of the Creeps". And the movie had enough jump moments that I told jere7my that he should be a gentlemen and ride me home, just in case I got attacked by alien slugs that move like rats.

We arrive at my house, and are standing outside for a bit talking, and like happens sometimes with jere7my, somehow he manages to lead or I manage to admit to something that is awful and wrong and weird about myself, and I wind up curled against his chest, crying as quietly as I could1. We're like this, my brain whirling and trying to process, and this soft voice just starts with "excuse me?" and there's this lovely young woman standing there, looking cold in a sleeveless dress and hose and heels.

Her name is Patricia, it turns out, and she lives not far from me. And she was having the craziest of nights (I told her I could relate), and had lost her keys, and her phone was dead, and she just couldn't get into her apartment. Luckily, she had left the back window open, for air and temperature stuff. Unluckily, the window was set about eight feet off the ground, and while she had a tentative plan --see if there was anything in the dumpster to use to climb on-- she wasn't exactly dressed for it, and she really just wanted to brainstorm ideas with anyone else, to see what could be come up with.

jere7my gives her his coat (for temporary use!) and I give her a smile and suggest that I am much better dressed for the climb, and besides, I like climbing things. Patricia, apologizing all the way, leads us around to the back of her building, where indeed there is her window, tucked away and open to the world3. jere7my gives me a boost, and I scramble through, meaning that I have officially gotten to break into a house, which is seriously the coolest thing I've done all month4. Patricia and jere7my walk back around to the front door, I unlock her door and open the door to the building for them, and she thanks me a million times, declaring me Spiderwoman.

Now, this is the sort of thing I do because I am a girl scout and a gentleman and an all around decent person, and this is the sort of thing I do because she is a human and she needed help, and I could provide that help. Normally, I would never think of a reward, and I certainly didn't do it for such. But as she gave me a hug, relieved as I've ever seen someone, she told me that she had to bake me a loaf of bread sometime, and insisted on getting my contact info. Hell, I'm a college student, I am not allowed to argue with free food (and I told her as much), and so not only did I get to break into a house, with the owner's blessing, but I am getting a loaf of bread for the privilege. Definitely the best thing I've done all month.

And as we rounded the corner to walk away from the house, there was that moment where I could tell things would be said, regarding where we had been when the saga had begun. I whirled on jere7my --"Not. One. Word!"

He laughed, and pointed out that not only am I awesome, I am so awesome that when he alone can't convince me of that fact, the universe itself will step in, and provide me with a damsel in distress to save.

There's a big damn smile on my face. And a daffydill5 attached to my bulletin board. Forget that I have to do homework, and go to class in too few hours. I am good at climbing, and now-termed Spiderwoman 'cause sometimes, the universe really does let you use your talents to swoop in and save the day.

~Sor
MOOP!

1: See, once I have determined that you are a safe person to cry on, then my brain knows you are safe for crying, and will feel more comfortable crying on you again (though I almost certainly won't, because I'm sure that if I cry on your shoulders too often, I will be seen as an incredible nuisance and dropped). jere7my, because he is awesome, has somehow managed to get my brain to decide that okay maybe if he's still interested in sticking around and being my friend after seeing that I really am pretty damn fucked up, and still makes an _effort_ both to be my friend and make sure I'm not sad or broken at a given moment2, he's probably not going to leave and go hang out with more interesting people. He wins an absolute impossible number of points sometimes.

2: ....huh. This sentence will probably make sense to only one of you: I think jere7my, somewhere along the way and either intentionally or non, geased himself to getting me out from behind my walls. I am okay with this.

3: It has occurred to me that this might have been part of the strangest robbery attempt ever, but seriously, she so wasn't dressed for it, and though I wasn't at all specifically nosy, her apartment was a slightly messy, young twenty-something single person residence --not anything glamorous, no big targets for a robber. Plus, she knew her way around the outside and inside of the building without a single hesitation --so, if this was a robbery, it was such an amazingly brash one, that I can't help but applaud.

4: I can say that, now that it is no longer the month in which I got to USE AN EXCAVATOR TO MAKE A GIANT HOLE IN THE GROUND!

5: She gave us the flowers, as we left, thrashing for any sort of reward, even though we are superheroes and do not need such (except for bread, and honestly, I won't resent her or the night in the slightest if that never happens, it'll just be a huge awesome bonus if it does.). I think I may have a new tag for my journal --flowers and strangers-- and it amuses me to think that this sort of thing happens often as a result of spending time with jere7my --perhaps simply because he's one of the people in the city who most gets me out of the house and wandering around to do interesting things and meet interesting strangers.

on 2010-10-03 07:44 am (UTC)
ext_22961: (Body slam!)
Posted by [identity profile] jere7my.livejournal.com
<3

(Still smug.)

on 2010-10-03 12:45 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] kdsorceress.livejournal.com
First thing I did this morning was to make sure the flower was still there. I think this is a thing that is worth being smug about.

~Sor

on 2010-10-03 12:24 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] merseine0613.livejournal.com
I told jere7my that he should be a gentlemen and ride me home,

That just sounds really dirty and wonderful! :)

on 2010-10-03 12:45 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] kdsorceress.livejournal.com
BahahahahahhahahaHAHAHAHAHA!

Nono, on our bikes! It wasn't dirty at all, I swear!

It was pretty wonderful though, except when I got cocky at him and told him that he was riding slow, and so he basically just started to actually bike and not just keep a nice pace for me, and yeah, there was no chance of me keeping up once he was actually going. Luckily, it was only like a block and a half.

~Sor

on 2010-10-03 04:36 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] merseine0613.livejournal.com
yeah, there was no chance of me keeping up once he was actually going...

Men are like this sometimes... especially when they're "riding you home..."

:P

Yay! Spiderwoman!

on 2010-10-03 08:23 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] harena.livejournal.com
And i was there too! Er, well, later, anyway >.>

. o O (daffydillys are the best flower out there *nods*)
Edited on 2010-10-03 08:28 pm (UTC)

on 2010-10-03 08:41 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] thehefner.livejournal.com
Night of the Creeps is one of my favorite horror movies, particularly because it's so littered with horror geek references (the characters are named Hooper, Miner, Cronenberg, Cameron, etc), it's fun as hell, and god damn do I love Tom Motherfuckin' Atkins. Up until it was deleted in the iPhone update--damn you Apple--my voicemail message consisted only one, "This is Hefner. At the tone, thrill me."

No matter how you felt about the film, I cannot recommend enough the director's first film, Monster Squad, a movie about a group of horror-loving kids in their clubhouse who have to face off against Dracula, Frankenstein's monster, the Wolfman, the Mummy, and the Creature from the Black Lagoon. I showed it to my Henchgirl, and she fell in love with it instantly, and hard. "If I'd seen this at age ten, I would have played Monster Squad in the backyard constantly!"

on 2010-10-04 01:33 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] saberwing.livejournal.com
for the record, sorcy, you have one of the awesomest lives ever.
and also, when i first read "ride me home", my mind went dirty as well. i blame the schools.

on 2010-10-04 08:30 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] nurrynur.livejournal.com
your friends are perverts! I totally knew what you meant by "ride me home". Also, you rock. :)

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