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Here At The Shore...
Jul. 5th, 2009 06:16 pmI was reading one of my favorite books out in my car on my break yesterday, "The Cider House Rules," and that Dr. Larch, he always starts his journal entries with "Here in St. Cloud's..." or "In other parts of the world..."
Here at the shore, summer is tourist season and holidays are tourist madness. Here at the shore, if you live here, well, you just don't celebrate that shit. You work. Unless you've got, like, a real job or something. But a lot of people don't. A lot of people work two, or even three jobs in the summer and then don't work at all in the winter. My boyfriend has a landscaping job in the summer - if ever you were curious as to why I never write about us going out on dates or doing wild stuff like that, well, usually, he's at work. Obviously I work too, but not the kind of hours he does, and not even close.
Here at the shore there are summer people called "shoobs" (rhymes with noobs") and they, oh, they have a blast on the fourth of july, bringing in their stash of illegal explosives and then setting them off on the beach at night. Did I see any of this? No, of course not. I was at work. I can see the fireworks in AC from my house, too, but see, I was at work. B and his friends actually drove up to AC after work (which was like... one in the morning) but I was feeling generally like shit and did not want to go along for fear I'd just be miserable and bog everyone down. They all won money, though, so good for them I guess.
Yesterday at work I learned something very cool about my boyfriend: he can talk in ASL. Er, communicate in ASL, I guess? You know, American Sign Language. Can I? Well, yeah, like, the words to worship songs and stuff. I learned in church when I was a kid, and it's weird the words I can pick out of a conversation, like "people" and "world" and "face" and other random stuff. Can I have a conversation in ASL? Of course not. Can my boyfriend? Yes he can.
( Well Shock And Awe! )
It's okay to do sweet, romantic stuff with my boyfriend. I don't know where I got the idea that I don't like this stuff or that it's somehow pathetic. It's not at all, and I fucking love it.
Today, here at the shore, I am a happy person.
<3
Here at the shore, summer is tourist season and holidays are tourist madness. Here at the shore, if you live here, well, you just don't celebrate that shit. You work. Unless you've got, like, a real job or something. But a lot of people don't. A lot of people work two, or even three jobs in the summer and then don't work at all in the winter. My boyfriend has a landscaping job in the summer - if ever you were curious as to why I never write about us going out on dates or doing wild stuff like that, well, usually, he's at work. Obviously I work too, but not the kind of hours he does, and not even close.
Here at the shore there are summer people called "shoobs" (rhymes with noobs") and they, oh, they have a blast on the fourth of july, bringing in their stash of illegal explosives and then setting them off on the beach at night. Did I see any of this? No, of course not. I was at work. I can see the fireworks in AC from my house, too, but see, I was at work. B and his friends actually drove up to AC after work (which was like... one in the morning) but I was feeling generally like shit and did not want to go along for fear I'd just be miserable and bog everyone down. They all won money, though, so good for them I guess.
Yesterday at work I learned something very cool about my boyfriend: he can talk in ASL. Er, communicate in ASL, I guess? You know, American Sign Language. Can I? Well, yeah, like, the words to worship songs and stuff. I learned in church when I was a kid, and it's weird the words I can pick out of a conversation, like "people" and "world" and "face" and other random stuff. Can I have a conversation in ASL? Of course not. Can my boyfriend? Yes he can.
( Well Shock And Awe! )
It's okay to do sweet, romantic stuff with my boyfriend. I don't know where I got the idea that I don't like this stuff or that it's somehow pathetic. It's not at all, and I fucking love it.
Today, here at the shore, I am a happy person.
<3
