Toil and Trouble

I.. had a response, but I think I lost it being happy -for- you.

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What? Frenchie, you doing okay? You're starting to sound as weird as Nate's been lately...

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I just got done spending four hours in the car with my parents, my mother thinks I am Jean D'Arc reborn, my cousin wants to be a mutant because it is cool, and I have a date next week. And I have been sleeping! Not as well as I should, but better than I used to.

I am a little excitable today.

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It all makes sense now. *grins* Your cousin's a groupie? And I don't think I even want to ask about the Joan of Arc bit... Sounds like we've got a lot to talk about on the train, seeing how we missed out on the plane trip. Since I ain't drugged to the eyeballs no more, I'll be staying awake for it.

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My cousin is strange, but he did get me another set of cards before I left, and he is not quite as annoying as I thought, even if he listens to Bauhaus. Ick.

Yes, we should definitly talk on the train.

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Gods saves us from Goth wanna-bes who like Bauhaus. *grins* And anyone who tells you I'm bouncing in me seat here would be lying. Punks don't bounce.

Or if we do, we deny it til we're blue in the face.

So, has Doug blushed himself to death yet, the way you've been teasing him?

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Blue would suit you, but not in the face. Only Kurt and Dr. McCoy look good in blue like -that-.

I do not think he died. Yet.

He might Monday.

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Blue, eh? You sound like Homily - she keeps trying to get me to 'add a bit of colour' to me wardrobe. 'Cept her idea of a bit of colour is almost as scary as Lee's.

Monday, eh? *grins* You're telling me all about that on the train. If I can't have evil plots of me own, I'll make do with hearing about yours. ;)

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Nothing is as scary as Jubilee's wardrobe.

Monday. *nods*
I will definitly explain on the train.

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Blast. I was hoping you'd forget and spill the beans in here. :)

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That would ruin the surprise.

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Frenchie's more sneaky than that, Doug. You'll just have to wait. ;)

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Yes, I am. Yes, he will.

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Homily tends more towards the pastels, so yeah, not quite as scary as Lee. 'Cept I didn't know there was that much Indian cotton in the world - everything she wears is made of it.

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Pastels are not -that- bad. I like some of them.

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But all pastel, all the time? There are limits.

And I have a sneaking suspicion that she'll start making additions to me wardrobe if I don't get Rom onside...

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No, pastels all the time are bad. There is a time and a place for light blue, and a time and a place for forest green.

And a time and a place for brown suede lace-up leather pants.

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Like tomorrow night at the club? You did bring them, didn't you?

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Of course.

I had to hide them from my mother, because they were still in my carry-on bag, but that was not -that- hard.

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Wicked. *grins* 'Course, now you're an attached woman you'll have to behave yourself... *flees*

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I behaved myself when I was not attached.

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Wait.

We have not even had a date yet. There .. is ...

Merde.

Nevermind. Consider me attached.

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*snickers* Another one to me.

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Thbbt.

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*looks smug*

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This is me blushing myself to death.

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Yes, it is.

Why?

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No particular reason.

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Oh.

Now I am -so- confused.

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Because yer attached to him, I'd say. *grins* Either that of it was the pants, I ain't sure which.

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Alison and I...

Oh, wait, you mean in Brighton?

Anyways, I'm glad things are looking up for you, Amanda. We'll have to have that chat at some point. Sorry that I got offline right as you were getting on. Was completely beat due to it being around 3 or 4 AM.

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Not to worry. I figured keeping up with Frenchie's time zones was knocking you about a bit.

It seems the week for talks. It's a bit worrisome; I'm glad to have the chance to try and fix things with people, but I'm scared to death of saying the wrong thing and making it worse. And there's stuff I ought to explain but I can't yet.

And yeah, I was talking about Brighton. Okay, so Lee and Monet will be there, and there's no way in hell I consider them friends, but the rest of them are. I might have fucked things up with one or two of them, but the fact that bothers me is a good thing, right?

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*blushes slightly*

No worries with me. You'll have every chance to fix things. And to my mind, you've already started at it by getting help. No rush on the things you can't explain yet, either.

And yeah, in a weird way, the fact that messing things up bothers you is a good thing. It means you understand what happened, you feel sorry for it, and you want to make it better. That's all anyone can ask of you. Nobody's perfect.

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