07.05.04

Mater is busy alienating most of the neighbourhood. She's changing from nice lady to mean neighbourhood lady with alarming speed.

Yesterday there was a block party barbecue to which she went. She came back gleefully kvetching about one of the families on the street. I didn't have the heart to stop her. Her eyes sparkled and roses bloomed in her cheeks.

Last night she confronted one of the neighbour-children. The little girl was setting off fireworks in the street at about 10PM. As Mater told the story, she let slip that she'd had another run-in with the same girl a couple of weeks ago--something about how she walked her dog. *sigh* Mater's need to control anything and everything is getting scary.

I wonder how she remains so angry. Yet I've stayed pissed off about damn near everything for years. It's only recently that I've let it go. Boy, life's a better place now.

A new character (though an old friend, confounder, lover, collaborator--I'll be calling him Hato-kun) has landed in my life. It's the man I love. *dang*

Hato-kun and I talked yesterday about blogging. He wants to start, but has concerns about privacy. I can understand that. However, one can be as open or as private as one wishes. I take the "very little privacy" route. Of course I give noms du blog to friends and others, that's polite, but my own stuff--phwah! who cares? After all, if you're not ashamed of anything, who can shame you?

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