Well, I was mistaken about Female Cousin. She had not gone back to Korea. She is, however, going for her second year in the Special Task Force (STF), the reason she went to Korea to begin with (I'm not sure where she's going next, though). We (Eldest Aunt, Norweigian Uncle, and myself) went to Saugerties, NY, by car and stayed at a hotel. The next day we went to the STF building in Barrytown to eat lunch and spend abit of time with Female Cousin. There was mostly speech-giving that day, so I spent a lot of time on my own, playing my Game Boy Advance and writing in my binder and drawing pictures. We went to Redhook to do Cousin's laundry, and to prevent any further boredom, I convinced Eldest Aunt to drop me off at the Merritt Bookstore. It was there I met a brown-haired woman of average height and weight with her blonde-haired, brown-eyed, 9-month-old baby girl named Alexis.
I was peeking about the bookstore with great interest when Alexis caught my eye. Several times, in fact. Her mother continually caught me sneaking peeks at her child before finally acknowledging my presence. I sat down in the back of the bookstore with Alexis, playing with the wooden trains and things they kept for the little kids. I talked with her mother the entire time. I did a couple of things wrong... I showed Alexis a turtle figurine she was small enough to swallow (but fortunately she didn't with her mother's immediate intervention) and I "flew" a toy airplane too close to her head and eyes (though I didn't touch her with it, and I apologized for that anyway). Alexis kept handing me toys and smiling. She was perfectly comfortable and happy... but I noticed the mother was uncomfortable around me. She made me leave them alone by telling me they were going to look for toys to buy (they did sell small ones). They left the store without buying a thing, and I don't think they were capable of doing so anyway, because I saw Alexis's blue romper was ripped and covered in stains. I found the whole thing incredibly suspicious (you see, I usually charm the pants off people when I talk to them and had failed to do so with Alexis's mother), so I told Eldest Aunt. She figures that the mother was poor, and having a difficult time, so that was why she was uncomfortable. I hope I didn't to anything to add to her discomfort. I'd feel so ashamed if that were the case. I never mean to do things wrong, and yet I do it anyway... :(
Anyway, we went home the next day (that's two days ago) and half an hour after we got home, I went to the WAIT meeting that was already in progress. Another half an hour, and I started screaming and crying. My head felt like it was on fire... not painful, but literally hot and burning. Jappish's parents gave me an icepack, Gatorade with ice-cubes, but nothing was helping. I continued to scream and cry. Finally they called Eldest Aunt, who brought me home and took care of me until my head felt better. What especially scared me was that this wasn't the first time this happened. The first time was when I was out with WAIT at a church (not the one in Baltimore, sometime before that) and I grew sick from being overheated and dehydrated. The next time was our first night at the hotel in Barrytown. Auntie had to give me wet cloths to help cool me down, but it didn't do very much, to be honest. the finaly time it happened before the scream-fest was in the car coming home from NY. I have a WAIT performance tonight in DC, and I'm wondering how everybody's going to look at me. This was the first time I had ever exploded in front of the WAIT team...
I got into a huge fight with Eldest Aunt yesterday, but we're still on speaking terms. Everything was resolved just fine, so... anyway, I had shark meat for dinner last night, with boiled broccoli. Not bad at all. Shark tastes nice with soy sauce. It's a bit bitter sometimes, but it's nice and juicy. I asked Auntie what she thought of the idea of a world where sharks live on land and humans live in water. Da-dum-da-dum, da-dum-da-dum... AAAHHH!!! It's Human Jaws!!!! ... LOL!
Huh, instead of sharks eating me, I'm eating them! Somehow that makes me feel delciiously evil. >:) Speaking of which, I recently got a book by Neil Zawacki titled "How To Be a Villain." It's really funny as hell. It'll help me write my Darkwing fanfiction quite nicely. I read a review of the book online; they say it's not quite as funny a book with the recent world events bringing "a surfeit of evil." I admit that was one of my first thoughts when I read the book, but I decided to forget about reality and just enjoy the book for its entertainment value. Needless to say, I love it! While I was in the Merritt bookstore, I found another book by a different author titled, "How to Be a Dictator." I wanted it, but due to certain circumstances I was unable to. I looked up the book online and found it went under another title, "How to Rule the World." I really want this book; it seriously reminds me of Pinky and The Brain, one of my favorite cartoons ever! Hmmph, even if John Kricfalusi, who I chatted with online for the first time about a week ago, told me he hated the show. Oh well, I don't hate him for that. It's his opinion, after all, and he's more than entitled to it. I repsect his views and take them seriously. He really dislikes all newer Warner Brothers cartoons. He prefers animation (not to mention country music) from the 30's to the 50's, anyway. He's quite a personality indeed, yodeling and tap-dancing and singing... Can you tell I like this guy? He's so interesting even beyond his animation work!
