I’ve been watching my friends cats for a few days while she’s out of town for a funeral. She’s only a few miles from me so I’ve beeb going over to feed them and hang out. It’s been nice having my “own” space with kitties. I’m dealing with a period for the first time in four months, the thing just kamikazed me a few mornings ago, and it’s been extra heavy, painful, exhausting, and I’ve been hungry af so today I grabbed Taco Bell and headed over to feed the cats, then sat on the couch to eat like a trash panda and binge watch NGE since it dropped on Netflix. I started this yesterday, how am I already on episode 23?!?! I’ve seen Rebuild since but never ran all the way through the series since the first time when I was 14.
Now we have flat screen TVs, tablets, and streaming content on high speed Internet. Way better than being on a folding chair in a small home office in front of an e machines pentium II computer with burned cd’s a friend provided in high school. It’s funny how over the years I did come to relate to Misato over Rei, and this did age very well. Oh god, I guess now… now I basically drive my dream car, have some career in an operations context (currently), live somewhere far from where I grew up where there’s trees and water and mountains, live in a very comfortable home I’ve created, am definitely not a virgin anymore (I still hate the connotations around that), definitely have had my heart broken, have broken hearts myself, have done a lot of shit teenage me never would have imagined, and still feel like there’s a really long list of stuff waiting to be checked off. I don’t know if 14 year old me would be proud, it’s not like I had any idea of what’s I wanted or knew what the future would look like, but this would have been shocking. I hope I’d have some compassion and understanding for the traumas and health issues and struggles that have occurred over the years. I still try to get better at this as an adult.
Well, the cats have been nice. Picking up my friend from the airport tomorrow will be nice, and seeing other friends the last couple days have been great. The nostalgia of things have been eating at me pretty hard the last few days. It hadn’t even occurred to me to blame pms, but that’s not like me anyway. I got a birthday reminder from Amazon, I didn’t need that reminder. I don’t need an email to remember. How tf is it already 2:30am?