Silver Linings?
Sep. 29th, 2003 08:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
omorkaLast night DM came over to polish off the first Utena storyline. He then proceeded to stick around and chat idly until after midnight. He touched me a bit, but not nearly as much as he normally does. (Then again, that might have been because he started out on the foot that K screwed up when she went straight for the pressure point, and I twitched when he hit the screwed-up spot. He may have just figured that I wasn't in a mood to be petted, which of course was totally wrong but an understandable conclusion. On the third hand, maybe he really wasn't interested in touching me. I don't know at this point.)
Then the Spouse drove him home. Apparently, they finally had the conversation I've been trying to get them to have since, oh, June. Of course, the Spouse's recollection of conversations is never verbatim enough for me, so I'm not exactly sure what was said and what was left unsaid - but enough got spoken that the air between them is a little clearer. (May I also note: I know exactly what sort of act of Will this required of the Spouse, and I am immensely grateful to him for doing it - and proud of him, too.)
The down side is that, not being in on the conversation, I don't know quite where it leaves me with respect to DM and myself. I gathered from what the Spouse said that all hope is not yet lost - but what I yet have to hope for was left pretty damn vague.
I'm also not quite sure what K is going to have to say about all this. I have gotten the distinct impression that she does not like me at all, and the feeling is unfortunately quite mutual. I've met her on three distinct occasions, and every time she's done nothing but bitch. It's been near-impossible to get a word in edgewise. The Spouse doesn't like her much either, and when he has a negative first impression of someone, that says something (although in this case I am willing to concede that he might just be being protective). I'm a bit offended at DM's assertion that she's my "evil twin." I know what my Shadow (actually, given my light/dark reversal, my evil twin would be my Bright Reflection, but that's irrelevant; onward) looks like, thank you, and at the very least she has more style than that. She looks/acts/sounds a lot like Borealis, for tolerably obvious reasons. On yet another tentacle, if K's an aspect of the High Priestess-Reversed who showed up in one of the Cafe Poseur readings, I sort of understand how DM made the association - he's somehow associated me with the HPS. On the gripping arm, she's been quite blunt about their not having a real "relationship" (whatever the Hel that means to her), so she can't blame me for trying, now can she?
All of which may or may not explain her showing up uninvited with him last night and then doing a near-word-perfect Jewish Mother impersonation when the Spouse and I were surprised: "Oh, that's okay. I can go on home; that's fine. Not a problem. Bye!" I confess I didn't protest too much; "Um, sure," is not exactly a ringing invitation. DM looked clueless, as is his standard reaction to passive-aggressive crud (which is one of the reasons he and the Spouse tend to miscommunicate so badly).
On the other (I think I've run even out of tentacles at this point) foot, I made an offhand remark about playing Demeter on no notice at the CUUPs ritual - something along the lines of "If I'm going to have to be a goddess, I'd like to know about it a little ahead of time" - and DM immediately responded "But you are a goddess. Just not that one." It's always hard to tell when he's joking - even when he's deadly serious, his storm-scattered eyes twinkle - but as far as I could tell that wasn't meant as an offhand quip.
So what's a relatively inexperienced fat chick to think?
Then the Spouse drove him home. Apparently, they finally had the conversation I've been trying to get them to have since, oh, June. Of course, the Spouse's recollection of conversations is never verbatim enough for me, so I'm not exactly sure what was said and what was left unsaid - but enough got spoken that the air between them is a little clearer. (May I also note: I know exactly what sort of act of Will this required of the Spouse, and I am immensely grateful to him for doing it - and proud of him, too.)
The down side is that, not being in on the conversation, I don't know quite where it leaves me with respect to DM and myself. I gathered from what the Spouse said that all hope is not yet lost - but what I yet have to hope for was left pretty damn vague.
I'm also not quite sure what K is going to have to say about all this. I have gotten the distinct impression that she does not like me at all, and the feeling is unfortunately quite mutual. I've met her on three distinct occasions, and every time she's done nothing but bitch. It's been near-impossible to get a word in edgewise. The Spouse doesn't like her much either, and when he has a negative first impression of someone, that says something (although in this case I am willing to concede that he might just be being protective). I'm a bit offended at DM's assertion that she's my "evil twin." I know what my Shadow (actually, given my light/dark reversal, my evil twin would be my Bright Reflection, but that's irrelevant; onward) looks like, thank you, and at the very least she has more style than that. She looks/acts/sounds a lot like Borealis, for tolerably obvious reasons. On yet another tentacle, if K's an aspect of the High Priestess-Reversed who showed up in one of the Cafe Poseur readings, I sort of understand how DM made the association - he's somehow associated me with the HPS. On the gripping arm, she's been quite blunt about their not having a real "relationship" (whatever the Hel that means to her), so she can't blame me for trying, now can she?
All of which may or may not explain her showing up uninvited with him last night and then doing a near-word-perfect Jewish Mother impersonation when the Spouse and I were surprised: "Oh, that's okay. I can go on home; that's fine. Not a problem. Bye!" I confess I didn't protest too much; "Um, sure," is not exactly a ringing invitation. DM looked clueless, as is his standard reaction to passive-aggressive crud (which is one of the reasons he and the Spouse tend to miscommunicate so badly).
On the other (I think I've run even out of tentacles at this point) foot, I made an offhand remark about playing Demeter on no notice at the CUUPs ritual - something along the lines of "If I'm going to have to be a goddess, I'd like to know about it a little ahead of time" - and DM immediately responded "But you are a goddess. Just not that one." It's always hard to tell when he's joking - even when he's deadly serious, his storm-scattered eyes twinkle - but as far as I could tell that wasn't meant as an offhand quip.
So what's a relatively inexperienced fat chick to think?
