Friday, June 13, 2008

There is a fly in my room. He is darting around very quickly -- too quickly to assess whether he's a normal housefly or a big scary biting type. Sometimes, in mid zoom, flies can look much larger than they actually are, you know. I wish he would settle down for the night. It would make me feel much better about sleeping.

I spent most of my evening tonight at my friend, Wesley's, house playing RISK. It was me against four boys. Three I've known practically since birth, and the other my friend's boyfriend. He's from Canada, and so clearly had a jump on the whole "world domination" thing. I got out second. I might have gotten out first, but the Canadian (his name is Bryan) committed RISK suicide in the interest of spending alone time with Sarah before he has to go back to Canada.

Are you following? Well, it doesn't particularly matter.

RISK with the boys is definitely fun. Being the token girl is, as well. Sometimes it works for my advantage... most of the time, though, they just take my countries, anyway. Occasionally, like the last time I played, it is possible to employ the help of one of the guys. I think it's a chivalry thing. You know -- I'm a poor little girl. I surely can't take over the world alone. Help me! But again... usually they just call the bluff and move on. I think it has to do with the "known since birth" thing.

I did not dream of him again last night. The aforementioned-in-my-last-post man. Boy? Guy? Do we call ourselves men and women now? I am not sure that I know. But I didn't dream of him. So there isn't a whole lot more to say to that.

I think the fly is the big and scary type.

I've been playing Kingdom Hearts with my brother on his Playstation 2 for two days now. It is pretty much taking over my life. I saw some greenery in my yard and immediately wondered whether or not it was climbable. We just beat Agrabah. It was intense. Now, I think, I have to play around inside of a whale for awhile. This should be fun.

On another note completely, the summer makes me want to be loved. It's intoxicating. Like the sunshine is a drug that makes you a loser romantic, which I already was in the first place, though I do not know precisely why. I think that has something to do with the dreams.

Sparrow
Simon and Garfunkel

Who will love a little Sparrow?
Who's traveled far and cries for rest?
"Not I," said the Oak Tree,
"I won't share my branches with
no sparrow's nest,
And my blanket of leaves won't warm
her cold breast."

Who will love a little Sparrow
And who will speak a kindly word?
"Not I," said the Swan,
"The entire idea is utterly absurd,
I'd be laughed at and scorned if the
other Swans heard."

Who will take pity in his heart,
And who will feed a starving sparrow?
"Not I," said the Golden Wheat,
"I would if I could but I cannot I know,
I need all my grain to prosper and grow."

Who will love a little Sparrow?
Will no one write her eulogy?
"I will," said the Earth,
"For all I've created returns unto me,
From dust were ye made and dust ye shall be."

1 comment:

l'oiseau said...

I greatly enjoy being the token girl as well. :)
And I know what you mean about the summer making you want to feel loved. I've been feeling that a lot lately, partially because of my cousin getting engaged.