Le Sigh

Another lovely weekend with Elaine. I wasn't feeling well Friday (I woke up with a sore throat Thursday and it had gotten worse by Friiday) and while we had agreed to go to the Sick and Twisted festival with Ryan, I just wasn't up to it. Instead we went for dinner and had a quiet evening in. And this time the building didn't catch on fire.

Saturday we were up at the crack on noon to run a few errands. Somehow I got it in my head that Shelly's birthday part was this Saturday and one of our errands involved running all over town trying to find what we decided would be the perfect 30^th birthday present. It was a simple thing that turned out to be hard to find and, still thinking the party was to be that night we searched with increacing panic until finally locating it.

Later, while eating nature's perfect food Nick and Sandi called to invite us over to watch "Sid and Nancy". It was at this point I found out I was wrong about the date for Shelly's party. So, since we clearly didn't have anything else to do, off we went.

It was strange at first sitting around in my old apartment - I know how Nat must feel coming in here. I noticed a couple tiny things left over from when I lived there like the hooks I put under the counter for my pots and a peice of fishing line still tied to one of the sprinkler pipes from when I strung up some Christmas lights... weird. But at the same time it felt comfortable, a familiar space and good friends. I knida miss that apartment and it is neat that I can visit it now.

After "Sid and Nancy" (which, of course, is a great movie) we watched "Plunket and MacLean", which I had never seen before. Wow. Was that ever a good movie!

Today's been a lazy day. Another late start. Sunday bruch. I've been doing some work, some drawing and I little puttering around the apartment. Eventually I'll get caught up on everything. The shit-disturbing has died down again, we'll see how long that lasts. It's one thing to call to question a person's philosophy or politics based on logical shortcomings, or even to question a person's sanity for irrational adherence to said philosophies and politics, but quite another to level false accusations at someone. I was recently guilty of the latter (and consistently "guilty" of the former), and when the facts at hand raised reasonable doubt I was quick to apologize. There is a big difference between a philosophical disagreement, even one that degrades from time to time to ad homina, and just plain catty bitching.