Interesting day...
Apr. 11th, 2005 11:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amityville_sweetheartI decided to make sure that 'sun' thing was still around today. Which is to say, my hermit self actually _went_ somewhere.
I headed for the park. Some people were playing frisbee. Why, oh why, must my powers always kick on when I don't want them to? You guessed it. Yours truly wanted so badly to play with them, and The Magic That Is Me decided a good way to do that was for them to hit me in the head with it.
I'm fine, besides a bit of a bump. *rubs her head, annoyed* The gentleman responsible for hitting me fawned over me for a while, and then his girlfriend decided that I was OK, and that they needed to get back to their game.
No invite for me. Not shocked, really. The magic kicks in, and still... nada.
So, as usual, my day among society resulted in me getting injured, and spending most of the evening alone. Except for the little detail of walking into some kind of cosmic, nexus-of-all-universes-everywhere social grounds of some sort. I don't know how. Maybe The Magic has decided I was just too pathetic and lonely anymore.
There are a lot of strange people at this place, though. Weird aliens, and... oh! SUPERMAN! I MET SUPERMAN! Isn't that neato?
...I just said neato, didn't I?
*hides face* Okay, now that we've established that I am so socially inept and totally lost in the past, let's move on.
I met Superman. And also, a Mr. Wade Wilson, who professes to be a 'fun' crazy. Not sure how that works.
I headed for the park. Some people were playing frisbee. Why, oh why, must my powers always kick on when I don't want them to? You guessed it. Yours truly wanted so badly to play with them, and The Magic That Is Me decided a good way to do that was for them to hit me in the head with it.
I'm fine, besides a bit of a bump. *rubs her head, annoyed* The gentleman responsible for hitting me fawned over me for a while, and then his girlfriend decided that I was OK, and that they needed to get back to their game.
No invite for me. Not shocked, really. The magic kicks in, and still... nada.
So, as usual, my day among society resulted in me getting injured, and spending most of the evening alone. Except for the little detail of walking into some kind of cosmic, nexus-of-all-universes-everywhere social grounds of some sort. I don't know how. Maybe The Magic has decided I was just too pathetic and lonely anymore.
There are a lot of strange people at this place, though. Weird aliens, and... oh! SUPERMAN! I MET SUPERMAN! Isn't that neato?
...I just said neato, didn't I?
*hides face* Okay, now that we've established that I am so socially inept and totally lost in the past, let's move on.
I met Superman. And also, a Mr. Wade Wilson, who professes to be a 'fun' crazy. Not sure how that works.
