"do you have one of my plates in your room?"
"it's okay if you leave your guitar there tonight, but two days from now you're going to have to move it so that it doesn't get trampled while we are moving furniture."
"i never got my car insurance bill in the mail, so i called them and they emailed it to me."
"what movie should I watch?"
in and of themselves, these questions and statements don't seem all that odd-- they seem like casual bits of information exchanged between two people. but don't you find it a bit odd that every time i walk in the door, these are the things first said to me by my "roommate"? not "hi steph" or "how was your day?" like i walked in this afternoon and the first thing she says to me is "do you have one of my plates in your room?" in this sort of fake non-accusatory manner. "i was just noticing that i was missing a salad plate today and was wondering if you had it."
"well actually, i've been slowly confiscating all of your dishes and flatware. but oops! you caught me!"
haha that's not what i said. but really i felt like saying something utterly sarcastic. instead i said, "maybe i do. i dunno. i'll check."
and sure enough i did have a plate in my room. i ate breakfast in my room this morning as usual and just hadn't gotten around to washing the dish yet. and there is nothing different about today. this is the way it goes nearly every morning. and she doesn't care. she didn't think i was trying to steal her plates or anything, at least i don't think she did; what just irritated me about this is that it was the first thing said to me when i came home. and it happens almost every day; never any sort of greeting-- always some sort of corrective remark or complaint about something stupid. and usually i can handle it, but i must have been pmsy or something today because i so just wanted to walk out and come back in and say, "can you be a normal person?" but i didn't. and it's probably a good thing. but i needed to get that off of my chest.
there is something rather terrifying yet strangely exciting about talking to someone while he is sitting stranded in his truck surrounded by tornadoes. houston is getting some major weather action right now as we speak. crazy hurricanes. i'm a little scared for my crazy mexicans.
October 28, 2002
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