Lately, everything's seemed...a bit difficult. Intense. I find out that I'm quite possibly being observed by some Orwellian freak. Said freak is sending me videos that basically boil down to "you're surrounded by sociopaths; have fun with that." I had to write about a wonderful woman who was decapitated and eaten. And I'm meeting Andromeda, a woman who makes Nee-chan seem kindhearted and stable, for an interview tomorrow.
And you know what? It's all that wonderful dysfunction constantly chipping at my sanity that makes the good times that much better.
I had mentioned offhand earlier (I think I had, at least, but I'm not going to take the time to look it up) that Poe had told me that I should watch some anime with her and Nee-chan some time. I agreed to giving it one shot. Well, I had agreed to it this past Saturday. And considering that this was after those tapes with Caper and finding out about Schrödinger, I wasn't really in the mood for spending time with Nee-chan. But I had promised Poe, so I pulled myself together enough to pull myself over to the couch.
Poe was sitting there already, and she looked up as I approached. Nee-chan hadn't showed up yet, though.
"So when's the crazy one showing up?"
She forced a smile. "Oh, I'm here already."
"Oh, you know who I mean. I figured she'd be here already."
"Oh. Um, she's...she's not coming over. I told her we were busy. I...I hope you don't mind. It's just...well, I don't think it'd be a good idea to have her around tonight and...I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I just thought we could maybe spend a bit of time together. You know, because...we really haven't had the chance to do that yet."
Well...she definitely had a point about Nee-chan. And I was only watching to appease her anyway, so...I guess I preferred it that way.
Anyway, we watched some anime called Death Note. Poe told me it was about a kid genius using a notebook that kills the person whose name is written in it. I laughed because it sounded like the dumbest concept ever. She sort of smacked me and told me to give it a try first. And it was...okay, I'll admit that it was a lot better than it sounded. Sort of a mystery story in a lot of ways, which I didn't expect. We started late in the afternoon and, after I started getting into it, we decided to just try to watch the whole thing in one go. All twelve hours of it. We started mid-afternoon and watched through the whole thing with a brief break at what Poe said was the best stopping point.
And for those twelve hours, I was able to forget. To forget about Schrödinger. To forget about Caper. To forget about Nee-chan. To forget the fact that, while we were watching Death Note, there may have been someone watching us. For those twelve hours, nothing existed but us and the show we were watching. And for the first time in a long time, I was able to feel happy again, if only for a little bit.
Also, I now know where Poe gets her profile picture (it's some chick named Misa who's a pretty important character on the show). I made sure to give her some grief for it when I recognized it.
Anyway, I had a good time. Didn't really understand the ending because it was about 5:00 AM by that point, and Poe wasn't even awake to explain it to me (she had fallen asleep on my shoulder sometime from...I think between 2:00 and 3:00). Asked her to explain it to me yesterday, but she told me I'd just have to rewatch it. Poe, just a note since I know you're reading: blackmail isn't very nice. Besides, Wikipedia seems to have more about any given TV show than it does about the Cold War, so if you won't tell me, I'll just ask the internet.
But yeah, I know that you all care about my personal life about as much as I care about yours (if you examine the blog very closely, you just might catch that the answer is "not at all"), but no one forced you to read it. But I figured that the good stuff's worth posting as well as the bad. So I'm going to take my little moment here to reminisce on my little moment of calm and happiness. Because really, with all the shit that's been going on, that's all that's keeping me sane right now.
-Don't Shoot The Messenger-