Resistability

Sometimes, I can be rather transparent. I don't like it because I'm easy to read, but I do like it sometimes because one can assume things and they'd be true.

Last night I had a good time. One thing I like about hanging out with someone, and just someone, is that some of the transparence starts to rub off onto the other person and you start to see their inner workings. And Diana's inner workings are pleasant.

One of the interesting points is that everyone I told that we were going to hang out this weekend told me the same thing: "Be Careful." It was kind of strange. But I'm pleased to say I have not been killed or damaged in any way. In fact, I think even if there was some kind of danger involved, (can't imagine what), My shirt smells a little like lavender (very slightly), but that just plain rocks. I don't know what people told her, or even if she told anyone. Curiosity. I'll have to ask.

Speaking of which, I'm having trouble determining the material that shirt is made of. This has become very important to me because it's just soft and cuddly and is the PENULTIMATE fabric.

Magic-wise? She's a lot stronger than I remember. I'm more dedicated than ever to figuring out how to get Magic Online working on my machine... not to play, but because Wizards dropped support for the fap-tastic Interactive Encyclopedia 3 years ago. MO has a database feature. And I've got a couple thousand cards that I don't feel like wading through to build a killer deck. The database I had in MIE died with my last hard drive crash almost that long ago. It would take a couple of 8 hour stretch sit-a-thons in order to reinput my cards... not counting the newer cards I own that are not part of MIE. So rather than do it twice, I'd rather dump into MO. Too bad I can't playtest in MO like I could MIE.

Anime? I had some good stuff with me. And I love (just love) the fact that she selected the hentai disc I accidentally brought with me instead of Risky Safety (yeah, I get the two mixed up all the time).

Alcohol? They didn't even card her. Chalk this one up to high-concept / low-execution. We didn't go nuts, though. As a driver I had to take it easy, and I was expecting more things to be open at midnight but instead we settled on a somewhat mediocre convenience store 10 proof soda. I had some surplus from Jacon, but it wasn't much. No I did NOT get her hammered. Not my style, mister.

When you get right down to it, though, I'm glad I know her. And even though she was my captive, I think she liked hangin' with me, too. Look at me, getting close to people and shit. Who would have thought this then-self-proclaimed-misanthrope of 8 years ago would amount to that.

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