little guns

HecateMistress: Look! It's Princess Torinda!
HecateMistress: All hail!!
PrincessTorinda: :-)
PrincessTorinda: Hey, how are you?
HecateMistress: Bow down
HecateMistress: Throw money!!
PrincessTorinda: Wow. I'm liking this. ;-)
PrincessTorinda: Money, too? Super!
HecateMistress: I'm okay. :-) How are you?
HecateMistress: I really hate this font, hold on a second.
PrincessTorinda: I'm pretty good.
PrincessTorinda: Do what you gotta do.
HecateMistress: There we go.
PrincessTorinda: I don't really like this font either, actually. It's kind of boring.
HecateMistress: No, too small. Dammit Mari.
PrincessTorinda: Whoa. Pulling out the language now.
HecateMistress: There we go, I just changed the settings. :-)
HecateMistress: Sorry.
PrincessTorinda: It's okay. They weren't the big guns.
PrincessTorinda: So what are you doing for Thanksgiving?
HecateMistress: I'll just stick to the little ones, then.
PrincessTorinda: I don't like guns. Icky.
HecateMistress: I was invited to go to Andrea and
Xander's house for Thanksgiving, but I don't know if I'll go . . . What about you?
HecateMistress: And guns aren't icky, they're pretty.
PrincessTorinda: They probably would be if they didn't kill people, I guess.
PrincessTorinda: Why haven't you decided if you'll go to Xander's and Andrea's?
HecateMistress: They're pretty anyway. I don't think that's being very fair to the guns. To say that
they're not pretty just because they kill people.
HecateMistress: Besides, haven't you heard the saying "Guns don't kill people, People kill people"?
PrincessTorinda: Maybe it's not. Hmmm.
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, and I guess it's true. Butguns help.
HecateMistress: Okay. True.
PrincessTorinda: And guns were *created* to kill ...
HecateMistress: Okay okay.
PrincessTorinda: Moses has this wierd song in his CD collection that a gun sings ... it's really bizarre.
HecateMistress: A gun sings?
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, the song is written from the perspective of a gun. And the gun is sad because
he has to kill people, and he wishes he was a swingset or a shovel instead.
PrincessTorinda: I *swear* I'm not making this up. :P
HecateMistress: I feel bad for it.
HecateMistress: Oh, I believe you.
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, I felt bad for it too, but
my
first instinct was to laugh at the song. And
then I
felt bad for doing *that*.
HecateMistress: Swingsets and shovels can kill
people.
HecateMistress: Why do you feel bad for it? I
don't
think we feel bad for it for the same reasons.
PrincessTorinda: But they weren't *made* for
that.
HecateMistress: But they still *can*.
PrincessTorinda: I feel bad for the gun because
he
didn't have any choice in being made into a gun,
and
once he was a gun, he didn't have much of a
choice but
to kill people.
PrincessTorinda: You'd have to get pretty
creative ...
HecateMistress: I feel bad because the gun isn't
accepting its purpose. That's why it's sad.
HecateMistress: People can fall off a swingset
and
die. And people have been beaten to death with
shovels.
PrincessTorinda: But people don't look at a
shovel or
a swingset and think "death".
PrincessTorinda: People don't judge them.
HecateMistress: And people judge guns?
PrincessTorinda: Have you ever played butterfly
on a
swingset?
HecateMistress: I have absolutely no idea what
you're
talking about.
PrincessTorinda: Well, most people wouldn't look
at
guns the way you do, and say they're beautiful
and
it's not their fault that they kill or whatever
because the people are the killers, and that
other
things like swingsets can kill just as well.
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, it's where one person sits
one
way on a swingset, and the other person sits on
their
lap the opposite way, so that they're facing each
other. The one on top has her legs around the
other
one's waist, and then you start pumping with both
your
legs. And the legs going back and forth look
like
butterfly wings.
HecateMistress: But, you see, that's the gun's
purpose. Just like a swingset's purpose is to
swing.
And a shovel's purpose is to . . . shovel.
HecateMistress: That sounds really scary. No.
I've
never done that.
PrincessTorinda: But I'd be sad if that were *my*
purpose and it was all I was really destined to
do ...
I'd feel like if someone came up to me and said,
"Since you're a woman, your purpose is to get
married
and have babies." I wouldn't be able to accept
that
purpose, I don't think.
PrincessTorinda: It's not scary. It's really
fun. I
used to do it with one of the neighbor boys a
lot.
PrincessTorinda: But then once the swings broke
because we were getting too big for it, and he
fell on
top of me and I got all scraped up ... so I guess
*that* part was kind of scary, but it was worth
it.
HecateMistress: You didn't answer me when I asked
what
you were doing for Thanksgiving.
PrincessTorinda: Oh, sorry. I'm going with
Blaine to
the Bahamas.
HecateMistress: Just like the Pilgrims and the
Indians
used to.
PrincessTorinda: lol. My mom and I don't really
celebrate Thanksgiving anyway, so ...
HecateMistress: so . . .?
PrincessTorinda: And Blaine's been kind of ...
beat
and he wants to go someplace warm.
PrincessTorinda: So, it's not like it matters if
the
Pilgrims and the Indians didn't go to the
Bahamas. :P
HecateMistress: Well, nothing the way
Thanksgiving is
celebrated today has nothing to do with the way
they
did it . . .
PrincessTorinda: Yeah ... you know, do Indians
celebrate Thanksgiving, I wonder? And how would
they
do it? Go find some pilgrims?
HecateMistress: No idea.
PrincessTorinda: I should go meet some Native
Americans and see.
HecateMistress: Yes, do.
PrincessTorinda: Pocahontas is, I guess.
HecateMistress: So ask her.
PrincessTorinda: I never see her. She never
comes
around. I can ask John, though. He's around a
lot.
HecateMistress: Does it really matter all that
much?
PrincessTorinda: I'm just curious now and feel
like I
should follow through. But it's not like all
Native
Americans would celebrate the same way anyway, so
I
guess it doesn't really matter.
PrincessTorinda signed on at 4:13:34 PM.
HecateMistress: No, it doesn't.
PrincessTorinda: So where are you now?
HecateMistress: What do you mean?
PrincessTorinda: I mean, what's your setting? I
like
to get a feel for these things. :-)
HecateMistress: You mean physical setting?
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, that's what I meant ...
but I
guess you can talk about like emotional or
spiritual
setting if you need to ...
HecateMistress: :-) I'm in womanland, on Mari's
bed to
be exact.
HecateMistress: Actually, now I'm on the floor.
HecateMistress: And there's no one else here
because
everyone else is gone for Thanksgiving.
PrincessTorinda: That was a quick move.
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, there aren't very many
people
left in the Singing Company either. Just Belle,
and
... Bobby, I think.
PrincessTorinda: I feel bad for her now.
HecateMistress: I just slid down off the bed, not
quick.
HecateMistress: Why do you feel bad for her?
PrincessTorinda: Vrrrooomp.
PrincessTorinda: Because she's in the Singing
Company
all alone with Bobby for the whole holiday break.
HecateMistress: Oh. Well, isn't that her choice?
PrincessTorinda: Can you excuse me real quick?
My
mouth tastes funny and I want to run to the
bathroom
and brush my teeth.
HecateMistress: Okay . . .
HecateMistress: You don't have an away message.
:-(
PrincessTorinda: I need to get one. I'm not all
that
adept at this computer stuff yet.
PrincessTorinda: I'm back, by the way. :-) My
mouth
feels much better too.
HecateMistress: Oh, you're back?
PrincessTorinda: My teeth are all slippery.
PrincessTorinda: I'm definitely back. :-)
HecateMistress: Is that a good thing? (That your
teeth
are slippery, not that you're back)
PrincessTorinda: And that Belle thing; I guess it
is
kind of her choice, but I can't say I wouldn't
choose
the same in her situation. I mean, she's from
Paris,
so she only has money to go home once a year,
usually
Christmas. And nobody invited her home with them
...
and I think it was kind of a pride thing for her
not
to ask.
PrincessTorinda: It's a good thing that my teeth
are
slippery. They feel nice and clean. :-)
HecateMistress: That is kind of sad . . . I mean
I'm
here by myself, but at least it's by choice . . .
.
PrincessTorinda: Yeah. I mean, you *were*
invited
home with Xander and Andrea. Do you think you'll
go?
HecateMistress: I still don't know. It's just
that I
don't really feel like I fit in with the rest of
the
people who are going to be there.
HecateMistress: I can't help but think that they
were
just asking to be nice.
PrincessTorinda: Aw. :-( That's sad. I
understand,
though.
PrincessTorinda: Who else is going to be there?
HecateMistress: Hmm... Amarice, Jade . . .
HecateMistress: Talula, Jane
HecateMistress: Ashrien and Cinderella
HecateMistress: and Lyla
HecateMistress: I think . . that's it.
PrincessTorinda: You could fit in with Jane,
couldn't
you? You have Glinda in common. ;-)
HecateMistress: Oh dear.
PrincessTorinda: What?
HecateMistress: Sigh. Nothing. It's just that
Jane was
the very reason that I think I might go . . .
PrincessTorinda: Well ... isn' t that a good
thing?
HecateMistress: I do not know.
PrincessTorinda: Why was she the reason, exactly?
HecateMistress: I know I'll end up going.
HecateMistress: tiny crush . . .
PrincessTorinda: Awww. :-)
PrincessTorinda: Does Jane know?
HecateMistress: Yes, I believe so. :-)
PrincessTorinda: And ... how does she feel about
this?
HecateMistress: She's so so so innocent. I think
that's why I like her so much. And I don't really
know
how she feels about it because I don't think she
really understands . . .
PrincessTorinda: I'm not sure *I* understand ...
you
think she knows, and yet she's innocent?
PrincessTorinda: Innocent in general, or to your
feelings?
HecateMistress: Innocent in general.
HecateMistress: It's okay if you don't
understand. I
know I'm not explaining it right.
PrincessTorinda: That's sweet.
PrincessTorinda: Innocence is beautiful because
sometimes it has so much depth ...
HecateMistress: I don't get it.
PrincessTorinda: Like the other day I asked Moses
what
snow made him think of, and he said it made him
think
of Christmastime and his Mom's cookies, and
dancing in
the basement with his sister to Christmas music.
And
I thought it was so innocent to think of *those*
things when it snowed ... and yet it was so
beautiful
and there was in a way more depth to that then
what
snow makes me think of. Depth in simplicity.
I'm not
sure I'm making very much sense here ...
HecateMistress: But is that really innocence?
PrincessTorinda: In a way, I think it is. Or
maybe
it's just ... clarity and simplicity. Like
refusing
to let other "adult" things cloud your memories
...
HecateMistress: What would be a non-innocent way
to
look at snow?
PrincessTorinda: Well ... if it makes you think
of
sex, or icky things that happened in Winter
rather
than nice things ...
HecateMistress: Okay . . .
PrincessTorinda: Hey, can I ask you about
something?
PrincessTorinda: It's *kind of* related ...
HecateMistress: Uh-oh.
HecateMistress: Do I also need to answer?
PrincessTorinda: What?
PrincessTorinda: No, you don't.
PrincessTorinda: You never have to answer
something if
you don't want to.
HecateMistress: Because the way you asked me
about
asking . . . it seemed like an uh-oh thing.
HecateMistress: Wow. That's pretty cool. Okay,
ask.
PrincessTorinda: I'm not sure if it's too
personal ...
PrincessTorinda: Okay.
PrincessTorinda: I got your survey the other day
in
the mail ...
HecateMistress: Yes?
PrincessTorinda: And next to the "Have you ever
been
married?" question, you said, "Almost".
PrincessTorinda: Or something like that ...
HecateMistress: Oh, that.
HecateMistress: That's not personal.
PrincessTorinda: I thought it might be ...
HecateMistress: It's just that it doesn't come
up,
that's all.
HecateMistress: And, hey look! It came up!
PrincessTorinda: So it did. <:-)
PrincessTorinda: Oh, phooey. I didn't want that
face.
PrincessTorinda: I have to do it upside down. (:>
HecateMistress: I was going to marry my last
boyfriend. We were "unofficially" engaged.
PrincessTorinda: But how close was almost? Do
you
think ... why didn't you go through with it?
HecateMistress: It never really got *that* far
because
we were just working on the engagement. He was
saving
up to buy me a ring, and then we were going to
start
telling people. But delivering pizzas doesn't
make a
lot of money . . . Anyway, I think only two or
three
people knew about it.
HecateMistress: And we didn't go through with it
because he died.
HecateMistress: And we didn't do it sooner
because his
parents hated me.
PrincessTorinda: Oh. I'm sorry ...
PrincessTorinda: I'm sorry about that too ...
HecateMistress: It's all good.
PrincessTorinda: Maybe I shouldn't have brought
this
up. I don't really know how to talk to people
about
death. No one close to me has ever died ...
HecateMistress: It's not about death, it's about
marriage. You didn't know that it related to
death.
It's okay.
PrincessTorinda: Did you *want* to marry him?
HecateMistress: Of course I did.
HecateMistress: Maybe not for all the right
reasons .
. . but I still did.
PrincessTorinda: So if he hadn't died, you would
have
still gone through with it?
PrincessTorinda: What were your reasons?
HecateMistress: I'm sure we would have.
PrincessTorinda: Do you think you would have been
happy?
HecateMistress: I think that the main reason I
wanted
to marry him was because it would piss off his
parents. And that always brought me great joy.
But, I
did love him and all that crap.
HecateMistress: I think so.
PrincessTorinda: All that crap. :P
HecateMistress: Yeah, that love crap.
PrincessTorinda: Do you regret that you didn't
get to
marry him, then?
PrincessTorinda: (Let me know if all these
questions
are getting to be too much, okay?)
HecateMistress: I don't know. I never really
thought
about it like that. We had already been living
together for about two years. And I don't think
there'd be much of a difference.
HecateMistress: I will.
PrincessTorinda: But marriage is supposed to be
*forever*. And it's not the same as just living
together ...
HecateMistress: I know. And I know that there
were
going to be some changes if we got married. But
it
wouldn't really change much.
PrincessTorinda: So how would you feel being
married
*now* though?
HecateMistress: I'm not sure what you mean.
PrincessTorinda: Well, if you had married him,
you
would be married to him right now. And do you
like
the idea of being married at this point in your
life?
HecateMistress: I think my life has taken a
different
turn since then. I can't really say what things
would
be like if we were married today. I think I'd be
happy. I'm almost positive.
PrincessTorinda: That's cool, then.
HecateMistress: I guess.
PrincessTorinda: Okay ... that was the main
thing.
I've been thinking about it ever since I got your
survey. Thank you for talking about it.
HecateMistress: You're welcome. :-)
HecateMistress: Why were you thinking about it?
HecateMistress: Like, why was it *that*?
PrincessTorinda: Because when I got that survey,
and
read that you wrote "almost" after that question,
I
was kind of thrown for a loop. Because I almost
answered the exact same way when I filled out
that
survey.
PrincessTorinda: And ... I wanted to know how the
situations compared, I guess ...
HecateMistress: Oh yeah, you mentioned on the ML
that
one of your boyfriends wanted to marry you.
HecateMistress: Well, how do they compare?
PrincessTorinda: He did ...
PrincessTorinda: Just that almost part, I guess
...
HecateMistress: Did you *almost* get married?
PrincessTorinda: I mean, we were actually
engaged, and
I didn't go through with it ... and I wanted to
know
how other people dealt with this situation ...
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, I did. I had a dress and
a
ring and everything.
PrincessTorinda: And a date set ...
HecateMistress: Wow, that's a whole lot further
than I
got. :-) And we'd been planning for like a year.
PrincessTorinda: I still have the dress, but it's
dirty from being in storage for so long. And the
ring. I wanted to give it back, but I didn't
want to
see him again.
PrincessTorinda: He kind of rushed things. He
started
talking about marriage after we'd only known each
other a month. And ... he proposed after five
months.
HecateMistress: If he wanted the ring back badly
enough, he should've come and got it!
HecateMistress: So why did you accept?
HecateMistress: How did he propose?
HecateMistress: I should've asked those questions
in
reverse order. Oh well.
PrincessTorinda: He did come back, numerous
times. I
just never went to talk to him. And I don't
think
that he wanted it back. I just didn't want to
have it
anymore.
HecateMistress: You could mail it to him, or
something.
PrincessTorinda: He brought me to this really
fancy
restaurant in this gorgeous stretch limousine
with
this rich green interior.
PrincessTorinda: I don't want him to know my
address.
HecateMistress: So you didn't have to put it on.
PrincessTorinda: And I was all done up, and he
asked
me right there, in public ... I ... I *couldn't*
say
no. People were watching and ... I couldn't ...
HecateMistress: Is this the same guy that you
were
talking about that "couldn't take no for an
answer"?
PrincessTorinda: Yes, it is.
HecateMistress: So you said yes even though you
didn't
mean it?
PrincessTorinda: I couldn't think of anything
else to
say. I mean, I was in that moment for an
eternity ...
and yes seemed the only acceptable answer ...
because
I know he loved me, and I thought I even loved
him ...
and ... then I tried to talk myself into thinking
that
I *had* meant it.
HecateMistress: You know, I used to have this
fantasy
about leaving a man at the altar.
HecateMistress: That was kind of random.
HecateMistress: And I wasn't going to do that. I
just
thought it might be fun.
HecateMistress: Like, with someone else. :-)
PrincessTorinda: lol. Well, I *guess* you could
make
that fantasy come true. And it wasn't all that
random, either. :-P
HecateMistress: Sure I could! Now who can I get
to
want to marry me . . .
PrincessTorinda: Make sure it's someone who won't
be
*too* heartbroken. Just ... slightly devasted.
HecateMistress: Last month I went around and
asked all
the guys here if they believed in free love would
they
have sex with me. That's a little more random.
PrincessTorinda: I mean ... it's cruel to lead
him on
with the intent of leaving him ...
HecateMistress: Oh . . . hmm . . . Then I'll make
sure
that they really don't want to marry me.
PrincessTorinda: And did they answer?
HecateMistress: Yes. :-) I got some pretty
interesting
answers, too.
PrincessTorinda: Just get one of those guys who
just
wants to get married for the sake of getting
married.

PrincessTorinda: lol. So which one was the
highlight?
HecateMistress: Now where can I find one of
those?
HecateMistress: The highlight . . . hmm . .
HecateMistress: Xander answered "Hell yes." I
quite
liked that. :-)
PrincessTorinda: But he's *married*. Shame on
him!
HecateMistress: And I didn't ask Ari because I
knew
*his* answer already. :P
HecateMistress: Shame on him! But, no . . that's
okay.
:-)
PrincessTorinda: Oooh.
HecateMistress: Datura sighed at me when I asked.
I
don't know that was supposed to mean.
PrincessTorinda: Do you think free love and free
sex
are really the same thing?
PrincessTorinda: Is he home again?
HecateMistress: I meant free love in that way.
HecateMistress: No, not yet . .
PrincessTorinda: Did you ask before he left?
HecateMistress: Yeah, this was early October.
PrincessTorinda: Okay.
HecateMistress: Okay?
PrincessTorinda: I'm just arranging things
chronologically in my not-so-chronological mind.
It's
a challenge. :P
HecateMistress: Oh, I'm sorry about that.
HecateMistress: Do you want to know what other
answers
were?
PrincessTorinda: I'll be fine.
HecateMistress: I hope so.
PrincessTorinda: I think I might have ... that
was the
main one. I can pull the survey up again and
check in
a second.
HecateMistress: I meant the answers I got to my
question.
PrincessTorinda: Oh! Yeah, sure. :-)
HecateMistress: Chernon said, "I'd be crazy not
to."
But I *think* he was being sarcastic . . . but
I'm
just going to ignore that. :-)
PrincessTorinda: lol. Sarcasm. Who needs it?
;-)
HecateMistress: Nobody!
HecateMistress: I can't remember anymore people .
. .
PrincessTorinda: War! What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing!!
HecateMistress: lol
HecateMistress: Oh yeah! I asked Ace and he
started to
cry. :P
PrincessTorinda: I actually sang that too.
PrincessTorinda: Awww. :-( Poor Ace.
HecateMistress: Oh well for Ace.
PrincessTorinda: There's something about men's
tears
... not weak men, but strong men's tears.
HecateMistress: What is that something?
PrincessTorinda: I don't know. It's just that
...
when a strong man cries, it's like ... wow. That
must
be powerful ... and it makes you feel so weak ...
or
something. I don't know. I really don't. I
just
know that if a guy wants to get me to do
something, he
could probably get it through letting me see him
cry.
HecateMistress: I think I understand.
HecateMistress: I've never seen Datura cry.
PrincessTorinda: Good. It's one of those things
that
words don't do justice to. And it wouldn't work
if he
was doing it on *purpose*, to make me do
something.
It has to be all natural.
PrincessTorinda: Do you think he cries often?
HecateMistress: I have no idea.
PrincessTorinda: Have you ever asked him when the
last
time he cried was?
HecateMistress: Oh wow. No, I haven't.
PrincessTorinda: That would give some sort of
indication as to how frequent it is ... did he
answer
that question on the mailing list?
HecateMistress: Oh yeah!!
HecateMistress: He did!
HecateMistress: He said April Fools Day.
HecateMistress: I remember now . . .
PrincessTorinda: That's an interesting day to
cry.
HecateMistress: It was the day after we broke up.
I
don't know if that had anything to do with it
though .
. .
PrincessTorinda: I would assume it did if I were
you,
even though I don't like assumptions ...
PrincessTorinda: I mean, Blaine cried the day we
had
sex for the first time, and I'd hate to think
that was
because of something totally unrelated.
HecateMistress: But I don't know why he'd cry,
since
it was his decision to break up.
HecateMistress: So did you ask him why?
PrincessTorinda: That doesn't mean it didn't
affect
him, though. When I broke off my engagement, I
cried
even though that was my decision. I cried a
*lot*.
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, I did. And I was kind of
right, I guess. I feel kind of wierd talking
about
this ...
HecateMistress: You don't have to talk about it.
PrincessTorinda: I want to. It's just that ...
it's
not only me involved. I don't think Blaine would
mind, it's just wierd.
HecateMistress: I understand that. I do.
PrincessTorinda: Have you ever considered asking
Datura why?
HecateMistress: No, it never really occured to me
until now to do so.
HecateMistress: And I don't think I'll be doing
that
anytime soon.
PrincessTorinda: Have you seen him yet?
HecateMistress: Yeah.
PrincessTorinda: When?
HecateMistress: And I finally figured out why I
hate
hospitals, too.
PrincessTorinda: Does anyone *like* hospitals?
HecateMistress: Umm... the Thursday before last,
I
think.
PrincessTorinda: Sorry--how come?
HecateMistress: I don't think anyone does. Maybe
people who work there? I don't know.
PrincessTorinda: I've only been in the hospital
twice.
Go me!
HecateMistress: Because . . . that bad sexual
experience I mentioned to you . . . it happened
in a
hospital.
PrincessTorinda: Oh Gods ... gods ... I'm sorry
...
PrincessTorinda: That would gross me out too ...
HecateMistress: It's all right. It took me
forever and
a day to figure it out.
PrincessTorinda: That it happened there? Or that
that
was why you didn't like them?
HecateMistress: I think it's one of the main
reasons I
didn't want to go to the hospital when I cut my
hand
this summer.
HecateMistress: That that was why I didn't like
them.
PrincessTorinda: How did you cut your hand?
HecateMistress: With a plastic butter knife . . .
PrincessTorinda: Ouch. That plastic will get you
every time. :P
HecateMistress: Shush. :P
PrincessTorinda: I'm sorry ... I just expected
something more dramatic. :P That's what theater
will
do to you, I guess.
HecateMistress: I could make up something for you
if
you don't think it was dramatic enough.
HecateMistress: Sex in a hospital isn't dramatic
enough for you?
PrincessTorinda: No, truthful is better than
dramatic.
PrincessTorinda: That's ... dramatic.
HecateMistress: So it evens out.
PrincessTorinda: I wish that drama hadn't
happened,
though ...
HecateMistress: Well, guess what, I wish it
hadn't
happened either.
PrincessTorinda: I know ...
HecateMistress: It's all right, there's your
drama.
PrincessTorinda: Hey--when's your birthday?
HecateMistress: April 22
HecateMistress: Why?
PrincessTorinda: I want to look up your Zodiac
sign
and guardian planets. :-) Do you know them yet?
HecateMistress: No, I don't. And I feel like I
should
know too, because when I looked up Chernon's I
*think*
I also looked up mine, but I don't remember . . .
PrincessTorinda: Can I look it up for you?
HecateMistress: Can I stop you?
HecateMistress: Yay! Chernon's song for me just
came
on. :-)
PrincessTorinda: The sleep one? Is that about
you?
HecateMistress: Yes. :-)
HecateMistress: I slept, too. :D
PrincessTorinda: That's such a beautiful song.
I'm
going to put in my walkman and listen to that
tape
right now, actually.
HecateMistress: Cool.
HecateMistress: Does Chernon get points from you?
:P
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, I suppose he does. But
you get
to share in the points, because you reminded me
that i
had that tape in my backpack *and* that I was in
the
mood to listen to it. ;-)
PrincessTorinda: Now I have to find it in this
mess
...
HecateMistress: Did you look up my birthday yet?
PrincessTorinda: No, I'm going to do it now that
I
finally got the tape in my walkman.
HecateMistress: Yay.
PrincessTorinda: And *why* are my walkman's
batteries
perpetually low, I wonder?
HecateMistress: Do you keep your walkman in your
backpack?
PrincessTorinda: Well, I packed it in case I
wanted to
listen to it on the jet or while we were in the
Bahamas. I'm writing you from this private
little
airplane where Blaine had his family's jet flown
in
to. He's out there now making sure everything is
good
to go or something.
HecateMistress: I forgot to ask you where you
were!
HecateMistress: You asked me, and I didn't even
ask
you.
HecateMistress: Anyway, the batteries are
probably low
because it presses against something in your
backpack
and it's always on . . .
HecateMistress: And why were you in the hospital
twice?
PrincessTorinda: I answered wrong. I'm not
really in
a private little airplane. That was supposed to
be
air*port*. I'm not on the jet yet.
PrincessTorinda: My words come out wrong
sometimes ...
PrincessTorinda: My batteries are just *always*
low.
Even when they're brand new, it seems. Sigh and
sigh
and sigh some more.
HecateMistress: Then maybe there's just something
wrong with your walkman.
PrincessTorinda: I was in the hospital once when
I was
seven because I was anemic. And then when I was
thirteen or so for a broken arm.
HecateMistress: hmmmm
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, I think my walkman just
has
issues. :P
PrincessTorinda: Your song is on right now. Oh,
I
*love* the part where you say, "It's not unusual
to
find that I'm in love with you." or something
like
that. This is a cool song.
PrincessTorinda: Hmmm?
HecateMistress: Yay, my song!
HecateMistress: I said hmmmm because you reminded
me
of something. . .
PrincessTorinda: Do you want to talk about it?
HecateMistress: I don't know.
PrincessTorinda: Dear, you're a Taurus. And your
guardian "planet" is the sun.
HecateMistress: Aw man, that's not even a planet.
PrincessTorinda: I know. :P But the sun is cool.
The
sun is just a ball of desire ...
PrincessTorinda: Can I ask when Datura's birthday
is?
HecateMistress: October 24
PrincessTorinda: Oh ...
HecateMistress: Oh?
PrincessTorinda: Well, I was looking something up
but
I'm not sure I want to reveal my findings ...
HecateMistress: I think you do.
HecateMistress: Just like I want to tell you what
you
reminded me of, but I'm just *saying* that I
don't
know if I want to.
PrincessTorinda: His birthday doesn't fall under
"Your
Special Someone" for your sign. :-(
PrincessTorinda: So tell me, if you want to.
HecateMistress: It doesn't matter.
PrincessTorinda: I don't want there to be another
Moon
Princess ...
HecateMistress: Hm?
PrincessTorinda: My mom is pregnant.
HecateMistress: Oh wow.
HecateMistress: Well
PrincessTorinda: Yeah ...
HecateMistress: how do you know it will be a
little
princess?
PrincessTorinda: I have a feeling it will be.
And so
does she. And I almost wish it would be a boy
because
then ... well, it wouldn't be ...
HecateMistress: That's just really wow.
PrincessTorinda: Yeah ...
PrincessTorinda: I just found out last night ...
HecateMistress: I can't think of anything else
besides
wow. . .
PrincessTorinda: and nobody really knows yet,
except I
told Blaine last night ...
HecateMistress: Why don't you want there to be
another
moon princess?
PrincessTorinda: I have too many thoughts on it.
PrincessTorinda: I don't know. I'm just so used
to
being the only one ...
HecateMistress: Too many? Is there such a thing?
HecateMistress: But you're the *first* moon
princess.
PrincessTorinda: I mean, it's just been me and
Mom for
nineteen years ... and now ... this ...
HecateMistress: Wow again.
PrincessTorinda: I think there's definitely such
a
thing as too many thoughts ...
HecateMistress: Maybe there is.
PrincessTorinda: Sometimes my thoughts drive me
so
crazy.
PrincessTorinda: There are pieces of my brain I
just
want to erase.
HecateMistress: But isn't that what thoughts are
supposed to do?
PrincessTorinda: lol. Maybe. I don't know what
they're supposed to do. I just let them do
whatever
they do ...
HecateMistress: Sometimes the right thoughts
don't get
erased . . .
HecateMistress: And the wrongs ones do.
PrincessTorinda: Sometimes the wrong ones cover
the
right ones too ...
HecateMistress: I don't know.
HecateMistress: Maybe.
HecateMistress: But maybe it's better to have all
of
your thoughts or none of them.
HecateMistress: But trying to pick and choose
never
works.
PrincessTorinda: Maybe. You just have to let the
damn
thoughts run their course sometimes ...
HecateMistress: Hey . . .
PrincessTorinda: Yeah?
HecateMistress: you said damn.
HecateMistress: Isn't that a little gun?
PrincessTorinda: I said it because I meant it.
HecateMistress: Well then.
PrincessTorinda: I have this thing with swearing.
It
bugs me when people swear casually, because then
when
you're *really* mad it doesn't mean as much. You
have
to keep the swear words for special occaisions.
:P
HecateMistress: I guess.
HecateMistress: Sometimes I can't help it, I
don't
think.
PrincessTorinda: You mean the swear words just
pop
out?
HecateMistress: Well, no. They just come when
another
word suits just fine.
PrincessTorinda: I liked it when you used
Shadoodle.
:-)
PrincessTorinda: I've been swearing more often
since
meeting Blaine. He's a bad influence. :P
HecateMistress: :-) That one helps sometimes.
PrincessTorinda: Do you mind if I borrow it from
time
to time?
HecateMistress: I think I used to hang around
with bad
influences in college. I hung around with a bunch
of
dirty-mouthed men with one-syllable names. I'll
blame
my bad language on them.
HecateMistress: Sure, use it whenever you want.
:-)
PrincessTorinda: Thanks. :-)
PrincessTorinda: One-syllable names?
HecateMistress: Yes, all of my friends had one
syllable names . . . Something I just realized a
few
months ago.
PrincessTorinda: You only went for one-syllable
named
men? Are you saying Blaine's swearing has
something
to do with the amount of syllabels in his name?
:P
PrincessTorinda: Fascinating. :P
HecateMistress: Oh wow, no, I wasn't saying that.
But
now I am. Because maybe it actually might mean
something . . .
HecateMistress: It's not fascinating.
PrincessTorinda: lol. It could be, you know.
Because
Mom's name has two syllables, mine has three ...
PrincessTorinda: What is it?
HecateMistress: I don't know. Stupid?
PrincessTorinda: ... and we don't swear as much
as the
one-syllable people.
PrincessTorinda: Did you purposefully choose your
men
by the amount of syllables in their names?
HecateMistress: Datura used to date girls with
nouns
for names. There was Bunny, and Star, and Autumn
. . .
and I don't remember anymore.
HecateMistress: No, I think it just happened that
way.
HecateMistress: I think this is being analyzed
too
much.
PrincessTorinda: I would never name someone Bunny
...
ish.
PrincessTorinda: Star and Autumn are pretty,
though.
PrincessTorinda: You're right; it is being
analyzed
too much.
HecateMistress: Bunny was the one he dumped to go
out
with me. :-)
PrincessTorinda: lol.
PrincessTorinda: Jalessa?
HecateMistress: ?
PrincessTorinda: Do you really want to marry
Datura?
HecateMistress: My name is not a noun . . .
HecateMistress: I think I do.
PrincessTorinda: Niether is mine. Yay!
HecateMistress: He doesn't want to marry me,
though.
PrincessTorinda: Have you brought it up?
HecateMistress: And Datura has a multi-syllable
name!
He and I are doing good with all of our variety!
HecateMistress: But my middle name is a noun.
HecateMistress: And I haven't really brought it
up . .
. I just know.
PrincessTorinda: But it's an abstract noun, so
that's
not as bad. ;-)
HecateMistress: It's not bad at all!
HecateMistress: Wanna know a secret?
PrincessTorinda: Yes!
HecateMistress: This is the stupidest stupidest
secret
I have.
PrincessTorinda: Those kind are the most fun. :-)
HecateMistress: The reason I wanted to be a
lawyer is
because of my middle name.
PrincessTorinda: Well ... that's not that bad.
That's
really interesting, actually. It beats the power
and
prestige thing.
HecateMistress: I don't think it does . . .
HecateMistress: Like, what if my middle name was
. . .
Circus clown or something?
PrincessTorinda: lol. It might be fun to be a
circus
clown!
HecateMistress: I'm trying to say I shouldn't
have
based my career choice on my name.
PrincessTorinda: Okay, so if you could have any
middle
name/profession, what would it be? ;-)
PrincessTorinda: Are you unhappy about your
career
choice?
HecateMistress: Stripper!
HecateMistress: No, I'm not. I'm just lucky I
turned
out liking it.
PrincessTorinda: Jalessa Stripper Jasmine? Hee.
You're a lawyer. Get your name changed legally.
;-)
PrincessTorinda: Maybe it was fate, then.
HecateMistress: Maybe it was.
HecateMistress: Hey, you and I both have first
names
as last names.
PrincessTorinda: So we do. Wow. Interesting
coincidence. :-)
PrincessTorinda: I'm glad my name isn't Chelsea,
though. I wouldn't want the name of Bill
Clinton's
daughter. :P
HecateMistress: No, no, *she'd* have the name of
the
Moon Princess!
PrincessTorinda: Then I hope she'd be darn
honored!
PrincessTorinda: Moon Princess #1.
HecateMistress: You know what? Your name is on
kabalarians.com
HecateMistress:
http://www.kabalarians.com/female/torinda.htm
PrincessTorinda: ::gasp::
PrincessTorinda: My mom would be so devastated.
HecateMistress: And *mine* isn't there.
HecateMistress: And my name is in the book!
PrincessTorinda: Wierdness.
PrincessTorinda: Are there any names left that
have
never been used, I wonder?
HecateMistress: Wow, I wonder what your mom is
going
to name her kid.
HecateMistress: Hey! That's why she was asking
you
about that on the ML, wasn't it?
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, it was ... I thought it
was
totally random. She does random things like that
all
the time ...
PrincessTorinda: Chernon's song about you is
playing
now.
PrincessTorinda: Do you know what I think I'm
scaredest of?
HecateMistress: Yay! :-)
HecateMistress: What?
PrincessTorinda: Not being my mom's best friend
anymore.
PrincessTorinda: You know, best is best. You
only can
have one best.
HecateMistress: I don't think she got pregnant to
have
a new best friend.
PrincessTorinda: She got pregnant because she was
careless.
HecateMistress: Oh . . . well, that happens.
HecateMistress: Still, though.
PrincessTorinda: I'll get used to it. I'll
probably
be really excited by the time it comes. It's
just
still wierd for me now.
PrincessTorinda: You know, this name analysis is
really quite accurate.
HecateMistress: Why do you think you won't be her
best
friend anymore? I can't even imagine trying to
relate
to that situation . . .and I don't really know
what to
say.
HecateMistress: I wish my name was there. :-(
PrincessTorinda: Except that depression part. I
don't
really have trouble with depression. Sometimes
my
heart is sad, but it's not the same. I don't get
suicidal or anything.
PrincessTorinda: I'm sorry. :-(
HecateMistress: Are depression and suicidalness
always
correlated?
PrincessTorinda: I think I still will be. I
THINK. I
just liked the security of KNOWING before ...
HecateMistress: So make her sign a contract.
HecateMistress: I could draw one up for you. :-)
PrincessTorinda: No, not really ... but I just
don't
consider my periods of sadness to be depression
at
all.
PrincessTorinda: lol. That's sweet, Jalessa.
HecateMistress: Desperation?
HecateMistress: :-)
PrincessTorinda: Do you think my sadness is
desperation? Hmmm. What's the definition of
desperation?
HecateMistress: Don't ask definitions!
PrincessTorinda: I'm sorry ...
PrincessTorinda: I really am. I wasn't thinking.
PrincessTorinda: How do you know you want to
marry
Datura?
HecateMistress: No, no, it's okay. I can even
look it
up for you if you really want, I have my Datura
dictionary right here. . .
HecateMistress: Because I love him and I don't
want to
ever love anybody else ever again.
PrincessTorinda: Don't do it if it's too painful
...
PrincessTorinda: Okay.
PrincessTorinda: Okay.
HecateMistress: Get married or look up this word?
:P
HecateMistress: Don't worry, there's no pain.
HecateMistress: "the state of being desperate or
having the recklessness of despair"
HecateMistress: I think I should look up
desperate
now.
PrincessTorinda: I want the word looked up. I
was
saying Okay to your reason for wanting to get
married.
Because I understood it.
PrincessTorinda: lol.
PrincessTorinda: Maybe that recklessness of
despair
one ... but it's more melancholy than anything, I
think ...
HecateMistress: "reckless or dangerous because of
despair or urgency; having urgent need or desire"
PrincessTorinda: urgent need or desire. Wow.
HecateMistress: desperate.
HecateMistress: desperation.
HecateMistress: despair
HecateMistress: destruction
HecateMistress: desire
HecateMistress: dream
HecateMistress: death
HecateMistress: . . . Darn.
HecateMistress: I can't think of the rest of
them.
HecateMistress: Delirium
PrincessTorinda: What do these words mean to you,
in
this string?
HecateMistress: I'm trying to think of the Seven
Members of the Endless.
PrincessTorinda: Who are they? That sounds
really
interesting.
HecateMistress: They're from some comic book.
Chernon
has them . . . I read one of them and it was
really
cool. It was called "Death: the High Cost of
Living"
or something to that effect.
PrincessTorinda: Sweet. Chernon reads comic
books?
HecateMistress: And the Endless are the
embodiments of
. . .whatever.
PrincessTorinda: Whatever. :P
HecateMistress: Just those. They're more than
comic
books though, some are novels.
PrincessTorinda: Did you like them?
HecateMistress: I just read that one, and I liked
it.
PrincessTorinda: They sound cool, just from those
snippets you've told me. And I love reading. :-)
HecateMistress: I'd reccomend them, but I don't
know
what I'd be reccomending. But I reccomend that
one.
:-)
HecateMistress: And I'm really bothered that I
can't
remember all of their names.
PrincessTorinda: lol. Okay. Just name one of
them
Darn. ;-)
PrincessTorinda: Hey--have you seen _Princess
Mononoke_ yet?
HecateMistress: No, I haven't.
PrincessTorinda: I would rent it this weekend to
show
Blaine, but I'm not sure we'll have a TV where
we're
going.
HecateMistress: So bring one!
PrincessTorinda: I'm already at the airport and
all
packed. :P
HecateMistress: So pick one up at the airport.
I'm
sure they sell them there.
PrincessTorinda: I don't have *money*, Jalessa.
PrincessTorinda: I'm *poor*. :P
HecateMistress: Then don't complain!
PrincessTorinda: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be
complainful.
HecateMistress: It wasn't complaining.
HecateMistress: Tori, I'm so glad you don't use
real
words all the time.
PrincessTorinda: lol. So am I. :P
HecateMistress: :-)
PrincessTorinda: 8-)
PrincessTorinda: (That's my Bahamas smile. ;-))
HecateMistress: Oh, good.
PrincessTorinda: And before I forget, I wanted to
thank you for commenting on my album in you r
survey!!
HecateMistress: Oh yay. :-) Do you get points for
that?
PrincessTorinda: You bet I do!! Probably double
or
triple points, because LOTS of people read that
survey!!
HecateMistress: Delirium, Death, Desire, Dream,
Destiny, Despair, and Destruction.

HecateMistress: Yay!
HecateMistress: I remembered them all.
HecateMistress: Ok, back to being normal for a
bit.
HecateMistress wants to directly connect.
PrincessTorinda is now directly connected.
PrincessTorinda: Those are such super cool names.
PrincessTorinda: Desire is the best, I think.
HecateMistress:
HecateMistress: That's Death. :-) She's the
bestest.
PrincessTorinda: Do you have pictures of the
others?
PrincessTorinda: (She's going to the Bahamas
too!)
HecateMistress: Not in my posession . . . but I
think
I could find some.
PrincessTorinda: That's not how I imagine death
looking, but I think it works.
HecateMistress: And she doesn't really act how
you
think she would either.
HecateMistress: Her favorite movie is "The Little
Mermaid."
PrincessTorinda: Ah! That's a *great* movie!!
PrincessTorinda: Do they *all* have favorite
movies?
HecateMistress: I don't think so.
PrincessTorinda: Everyone needs a favorite movie!
HecateMistress:
HecateMistress: That's Delirium.
PrincessTorinda: Wow. Her hair looks kind of
like
mine ...
PrincessTorinda: The fishnet disturbs me.
HecateMistress: It was the only picture I could
find.
PrincessTorinda: It's okay. Are they all women?
HecateMistress: Nope.
HecateMistress: Desire is male, I think.
HecateMistress: And I don't know about the rest.
HecateMistress: Hey wow, read this: In the
Sandman
Special, Delirium comments, "Well...you know...I
nearly got married. But that was a long time ago.
It
never happened."
PrincessTorinda: Crazyness ...
PrincessTorinda: I wonder what *her* story is ...
HecateMistress: It goes on to say: Who Del was
going
to marry and why the marriage never happened have
never explained.
PrincessTorinda: Hmmm. Maybe she never talked
about
it.
HecateMistress: Maybe.
PrincessTorinda: Are they Immortal?
HecateMistress: Yes.
PrincessTorinda: So a long time can *really* be a
long
time ...
PrincessTorinda: Beene's "Mary" is playing. I
absolutely love this song. It's gorgeous.
HecateMistress: Yeah . . .
HecateMistress: Delirium is the youngest of the
seven.
They're all brothers and sisters.
HecateMistress: I think I know that song . .
PrincessTorinda: A big happy Immortal family ...
HecateMistress: I guess.
PrincessTorinda: I wonder if Blaine lost his jet
or
something ...
HecateMistress: Hmm?
PrincessTorinda: Well, he left to go check on
everything, and he's been gone forever ...
HecateMistress: Maybe there's just a lot to
check.
PrincessTorinda: He's probably just being
anal-retentive. I feel bad for the pilot of this
thing.
HecateMistress: Anal-retentive. :-) I was
obsessed
with that phrase for a while.
PrincessTorinda: lol. My mom doesn't like
anal-retentive guys, except to laugh at them.
PrincessTorinda: I remember when you asked Datura
the
meaning of it! lol. lol. lol.
HecateMistress: I don't . .
HecateMistress: Oh wait . .
HecateMistress: No . .
HecateMistress: Oh yes!
PrincessTorinda: I do. He was like, "I know you
know
what it means, but I'll humor you anyway."
HecateMistress: He said I could always ask him
what
words mean, and that was the word I was obsessed
with
at that time.
PrincessTorinda: Are you always obsessed with a
word?
HecateMistress: I think so. I don't know what it
is
right now. I usually realize it later.
PrincessTorinda: I wonder if I'm obsessed with a
word
right now ...
HecateMistress: Like, I can look at old journal
entries that I've written and see that I've used
the
same word in, like, every sentence.
PrincessTorinda: You know, I read in a magazine
that
there's this new trend for having sex on
airplanes.
It's supposed to be really exciting ...
HecateMistress: Then try it.
PrincessTorinda: You keep a journal?
HecateMistress: That shouldn't be a new trend,
that
should be an old trend.
PrincessTorinda: I'm considering it. But I don't
know
if Blaine will be up to it. It might not seem
right.
HecateMistress: Just ask him.
PrincessTorinda: Yeah, airplanes and sex have
*both*
been around for a long time. :P
PrincessTorinda: I probably will. :P
HecateMistress: Well, if you want to, then do.
But
don't regret it if you don't, because it'd be
your own
fault!
PrincessTorinda: I'll bring it up and see if
Blaine
will take it from there. ;-)
HecateMistress: Well, be sure to let me know what
happens. :-)
PrincessTorinda: lol. I will.
PrincessTorinda: I was going to say something,
and I
lost the train of thought ... grrrr ... I hope it
comes back ...
HecateMistress: I hate that.
PrincessTorinda: It came back. :-)
HecateMistress: Congrats!
PrincessTorinda: I can't believe I didn't mention
this
earlier. Do you know who the baby's *father* is?
HecateMistress: I wouldn't, no. . .
PrincessTorinda: It's *Endymion*.
HecateMistress: Holy shit.
HecateMistress: Are you serious?
HecateMistress: He's like a baby himself!
PrincessTorinda: I'm so serious.
HecateMistress: Oh my . . .
PrincessTorinda: I *know*. He's *my* age.
HecateMistress: That's like your mom getting it
on
with you!
PrincessTorinda: *I* considered dating him!!
HecateMistress: Without, like, being related . .
PrincessTorinda: Not *quite*.
PrincessTorinda: Okay, that's better.
HecateMistress: That's just . . . odd. That's
just . .
. I don't know what that is.
PrincessTorinda: I mean ... it's like ... whoa.
Yeah.
There are more years between me and the baby
then
there are between me and Mom.
HecateMistress: Oh, wow, I hadn't thought of that
either. Interesting.
PrincessTorinda: Mom was sixteen when she had me.
HecateMistress: Why didn't she have anymore kids?
PrincessTorinda: I always asked her that ... and
she
said, "Why should I? I've got the best daughter
in
the world already. I don't need anyone else."
HecateMistress: Awww.
HecateMistress: I can see why you feel . . .
shafted
now, or whatever.
PrincessTorinda: Yeah ...
PrincessTorinda: It's so frickin' childish,
though.
HecateMistress: It isn't.
HecateMistress: And so what if it is?
PrincessTorinda: So what. I feel what I feel ...
HecateMistress: So feel it and don't worry about
childishness.
PrincessTorinda: Oh wow. Blaine is *finally*
back.
So I think I'll be boarding that jet ...
HecateMistress: And that means time to ditch
Jalessa.
PrincessTorinda: I don't think of it as ditching
you.
I think of it as flying to the Bahamas!!!
HecateMistress: Yay!!
PrincessTorinda: Thanks. :-)
HecateMistress: And *I* get to go to Andrea and
Xander's house . .. woooo . . .
HecateMistress: For what?
PrincessTorinda: And are you going to Andrea's
and
Xander's?
PrincessTorinda: I was thanking you for yaying.
:-)
HecateMistress: Oh.
PrincessTorinda: Okay--bye-bye Jalessa. It was
super-duper talking to you again. :-)
HecateMistress: Bye, Tori. :-) Have fun, and have
sex
on that airplane!
PrincessTorinda: (I'll be sure to tell you if we
have
sex on the plane)
PrincessTorinda: lol.
HecateMistress: :-)
PrincessTorinda: Bye, anyway.

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