Monday, January 3, 2011

I nailed my faith to the sticking pole.

Good news on project 'Caitlins quest to befriend 13 year old brother of Tess!'

-Today sat down to watch movie on couch with me. Positive signs since last time when subject left room the second I entered after I hearily choroused, 'PETER AND BRYSON! HELLO FRIENDS!'
-Showed interest in octopus I was looking at and stopped after bodyboarding to 'take a look.' Possibly just wanted to be close to his new friend ? something to ponder.
-Shared hearty smile with me when -both- of us were watching Tess and Rose fail at the shooting game on wii. Possibly also included slight head nod in my direction but he might have just been having neck spasms.
-Said 'bye' to me when I shouted enthused goodbyes to the whole room. Hey now, someone acknowledges my existence ! -pondering taking the fact he spoke to me as his way of telling me he loves me and just wants to be best friends forever-

In other less exciting news, I'm feeling as if I'm starting to go stir crazy from spending too much time around fake nails.
Today I even deluded myself into picking up 'who' magazine. I only got halfway through an article before shouting, 'fuck this, no sir!" and throwing it on the ground, (metaphorically, of course, what I actually did was calmly place it down and fix myself some juice,) but still! One day it'll be half a 'who' article, the next day I'll be sticking little rhinestones on a fake prada bag and throwing up into a toilet somewhere close to texas, or alabama. unless they're the same thing. ahem. anyway.

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