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[sam_gamgee]

McAfee has now been reinstalled and everything's working fine. Though, my dad spazzed yesterday afternoon when he found out that I had been online on my computer without McAfee, because, apparently, all it takes is one virus, then I'm going to have to throw my laptop in the trash. (He basically said that.)

And then he spazzed last night while we were eating dinner. He had made some turkey chili and I decided I wanted to have two pieces of light multigrain bread with the one bowl I had. And it's like, dude, I *know* I have to lose weight, but, really.... And he told me that if I wanted to spite him to pick something else and not use food.

Later on last night (after I had cooled down some), I was really tempted to tell him that I really am a lesbian (because I have a feeling he's thought that I am off and on for a while now) and that the two women I'm involved with and I are planning on moving to NYC to see if we can make a go of it. Now, I am really not a lesbian, nor in any sort of relationship, nor do I intend to go to NYC for anything more than the odd day trip, but I would *love* to see his reaction if I did that and then left and went to a friend's for a few days.

In other news, things have been rather crazy at Casa de Adrian.

-- I moderated my first Deacons meeting last Tuesday and, according to the other Deacons, did a really good job. (The Deacons are one of the upper boards/committees in the Presbyterian Church.) And I've been doing assorted things for that job, which I will more than likely be doing until I finish my term which will be at the end of next year.

-- I'm also on the committee for the Women's Retreat at my church, which will be March 9 - 11. So, we're obviously really getting into it and getting things ready.

-- I've also been volunteering at the local community theatre - Chapel Street Players (CSP), so far running the light and sound boards. I just finished my second production this weekend, A. R. Gurney's "The Old Boy". I've been having a lot of fun with it and getting to meet a lot of new and interesting people.


And now for the random:

It was amusing going out Saturday night with most of the cast and crew (~15 of us) to Homegrown and, because of the live music, using American Sign Language with the guy sitting across from me to have a conversation. And I got a chocolate martini and tiramisu - both of which were very good.

Friday after the show, I tripped coming down the steps from the booth (they're really narrow and they have a turn in them with no landing), and stumbled against the top of the back of one of the chairs. Well, now I have a bruise on the lower left of my stomach that's larger than my hand, is black in some spots around the edges and the rest of it is a purple that I had previously been unaware could exist naturally on the human body. It's still a bit tender, but otherwise doesn't hurt.

I got a package in the mail today from my maternal grandparents. It contained two old books - a two volume printing of The Mill on the Floss by George Eliot. I gently leafed through it and on one of the front pages is a name and the date Dec. 25, 1895. So, my brain is at war as to whether I should read it, or find a temperature controlled room.

I'm excited about this coming weekend. I'm going to a Phantoms hockey game for my granddad's birthday. (It's a tradition, plus - hockey!) And then nakedwesley is going to be coming up Saturday and Sunday we're going to venture into NYC to see Alan Tudyk in Prelude to a Kiss.

Comments

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Oh, honey. Reading the stuff about how your dad talks to you re: eating and weight makes me really sad. Is there any chance telling him firmly that you don't want to hear ANY comments about either subject would do some good? It's really, really not fair to you. *Hugs*

[sam-gamgee.livejournal.com]

I've tried, and it doesn't seem to make any difference.

For the most part, though, I try to not let it get to me too much and I've been working on it in my own way and on my own time and just keeping a good attitude about the whole thing. Because a lot of what he says, I can't help but think, "Do you hear what you're saying and how stupid it is and how much like a child you sound?"

Though, I'm sure that one of these days, I'm *really* going to go off on him and it's going to be bad, but then in retrospect, it'll be really funny.

[libralyte.livejournal.com]

Hello, dear. You could tell your dad that you and I have been dating since college and we're moving to Massachusetts with Patch so that we can get married and adopt some babies. I'll back you up :)
I'm glad you're going to a Phantoms game; unlike the Flyers, they've been doing all right this season.
And remember, if you ever decide to blow up at him and need a place to escape, my house is always open.

[sam-gamgee.livejournal.com]

Hey, babe. LOL. I really like that idea. And thanks for the support. :-) Remember my mom that one time? :-P

Thanks, babe, for the open invitation. I might just take you up on it anyway at some point, since I miss you.

[spikesleman.livejournal.com]

*beats head on desk*

Parents can sometimes just need to have their tongues nailed to the tabletop. (Speaking from my own bitter experience as both a child and a parent.)

I'm sorry your dad is on such a roll.

[sam-gamgee.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

And it's not your fault.


*hugs*