surreal weekend

[quesarah]

It's raining in San Diego, which is an odd thing. This morning a stretch of highway I normally traverse in 5 minutes took 20 minutes. I appreciate drivers' desire to be safe, I really do. However while I was in Ohio I drove in real rain, the kind that comes sheeting down in great fat drops. I had to remember how to handle a hydroplaning vehicle, but really it wasn't so bad. Then to come back to San Diego and encounter a whole highwayfull of drivers who are terrified of a few tiny little spits of precipitation was, to say the least, weird.

Also, spoke to Dad. He's feeling crappy but is in good spirits. He's rational. I disagreed with him, presented my argument, and he listened politely. Weird.

Then, I got on the 'puter and my brother IM'd me. My brother can't so much as pick up a phone to say hello, but for some reason he chatted with me. Weird.

Did someone slip me the good drugs? And if so, may I please have another?

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[nightxade.livejournal.com]

Cn I have some good drugs too? The bottle you left me is running out.

If you want the rain to stop, tell T to buy an umbrella.

I was in the middle of an email reply to you about your dad, saying that I am happy to hear that he is positive and taking advice. The latter was a big obstacle before so there is definite hope and good drug goodness going on all over the world. Or atleast in a few places.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Of course you can have some more of the good drugs. Someone may need to carry it creatively over the border, but I'm sure we'll work that out.

It's a big thing when Dad takes advice. Hell, lately it's big when he listens to reason. I am hopeful about this latest bout of care and really think things may turn around for him. *knock wood*

If you want the rain to stop, tell T to buy an umbrella.

lol. Actually we need the rain, so she'll just have to go without raingear. ;)

[king-ghidorah.livejournal.com]

There are two ways to deal with rain when driving in San Diego:

1. Drive really slowly regardless of conditions. Act freaky-paranoid about the rain, as if it were an alien experience to you.
   
2. Drive really fast, as if by doing so you can dodge the rain and get where you are going before you get wet. Also, drive as close as you can to other cars, hoping the slipstream will keep the water off your boss car's wax job.
   

The parent rational conversation thing can be disconcerting. Always weirded me out with my mom when she related like we were equals or something. Scary, but kind of nice.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

In San Diego, rain + cars = instant annoyance. People are just goofy.

The scary thing about talking with Dad (not just the relating like equals thing) is that he's been so depressed lately that getting him to listen to reason has often been near impossible. The fact that he's in hospital after surgery and is feeling so much better is what's really baffling.

[joebanks.livejournal.com]

I had to remember how to handle a hydroplaning vehicle.. I'll bet that brought back the nostalgia.

Also spoke to Dad... Sometimes when someone gets knocked down hard enough, they see things in a different perspective.

IM'd ?

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

I'll bet that brought back the nostalgia.

It brought back something, although I think it was more adrenaline than nostalgia.

Sometimes when someone gets knocked down hard enough, they see things in a different perspective.

True, but the funny thing is I think Dad is being more rational because he feels better. When he's really depressed, he's impossible to talk to. He won't see reason, he won't change his mind. But now that he's feeling a little bit hopeful, he's a different person. I don't want to get my hopes up, but I really would like this to continue. This is the Dad I remember.

IM is instant messaging, a chat service pioneered by AOL but later picked up by MSN and Yahoo.

[joebanks.livejournal.com]

You don't want to get you're hopes up, but they are? Maybe it will settle somewhere in between or maybe it will be all better. Always expect what you don't expect. What? I think I got that out of a cookie!

instant messaging? huh. wee-doggies!

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Always expect what you don't expect? More like, always wait for the other shoe to drop. That's my motto. :\