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mariposalass · 4 years

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Self Ship Couple Q and A

Got tagged by @husband-of-lucoa, I will briefly taking over the blog again just to do this. Putting under the cut because it is going to be a long one.

Introduce yourselves. Who are you? What do you like to do?

M: “Hi, my name is Mari, dorky as heck assistant librarian and aspiring writer trying to survive life without losing my sanity.”

P: “My name is Philip, I currently work as a journalist, but I also write stuff, usually letters or poems to Mari.”

How was your first meeting like?

M: “Well, me, my siblings Harry and Kairi, pals Kirby, Karina, Ahk, and Issa were actually visiting a Hamilton exhibit in Daly City more than a year ago. Harry had made a weird suggestion of using Ahk’s Tablet to temporarily bring life to the statues, which he took as a yes. They then got into a fight about it and had messed up with the configurations on it, which leads to...”

P: “Me finally back to the world of the living after being dead for 200+ years. The adjustment took a while to get used to this new environment.”

M: “But Pip here is a good student and managed to thrive in it as well.”

P: (blushes by Mari’s comment)

How did you get together? Who confessed first?

M: “It was an interesting first month we had: Philip had to share the same bedroom with Ahk, teaching him to use electronics, get him updated on the current news and events, stuff like that. Then the feelings started to grow like crazy as the weeks passed, and it was pretty hard to admit to each other and to our friends.”

P: “So I did approached Harry, Issa, Kirby, and Kairi about helping me set up a date on Valentines’ Day, it was meant to between friends at the backyard.”

M: “Yeah, it really was supposed to be that, but somehow the dinner, I accidentally ‘fessed up first out of the blue. I got tongue tied. Normally, you expect the guy to say the feelings first, but I broke that rule.”

P: “And a good one at that.

What are your thoughts on PDA?

P: “I have no idea of what it does to be honest. And Mari can be quite squeamish over people trying to give her too tight of a hug at times.”

M: “Kids, go easy on your smooches and hugs because it could sometimes make some folks a little awkward about them.”

How do you show your affection towards each other/what are your love languages?

P: “Usually through chatting stuff that interest us, writing letters and poems to each, have quiet meals with just ourselves a few times a month.”

M: “Reading stuff together, watching films and TV shows, sometimes we even play a couple of games: video, computer, mobile, board and card alike.”

Who’s more introverted and who’s more extroverted?

M: (raises hand) Shameless socially awkward introvert here!

P: “So that leaves me the extrovert in the relationship then?”

M: Yes, because you’re almost like your dad, but not as ridiculously brash as he was.”

P: “Okay then...”

Who’s the big spoon and who’s the little spoon?

(Both sweatdrops like crazy because they are too nervous and chickened out to talk about it, NEXT QUESTION)

What do you like doing together the most?

M: “Just being two nerds from different worlds in love.”

P: “The fact that we can go well with the other and enjoy life despite such differences is quite remarkable. And I am sure that my folks would’ve jealous of us then.”

M: “Because we don’t a Reynolds situation behind our backs?”

P: “Or it could be pure weird luck and a wonderful support system and an amazing daughter on our side then.”

M: “That is really true.”

P: (winks back)

Tell us a fun fact about the other!

P: “She has to be the biggest history nerd I have ever known. Honestly, you could imagine how many hours she could go, going through facts less talked about or revisiting more common ones all the time. She has a deep interest on the House of Romanov and she couldn’t get over them.”

M: “He has a crazy knack for making people stunned by speaking in French for funsies and most people who don’t speak or understand it will get confused as I am when he talks to me in French. I really need to work on that area.”

P: “Do not fear, I can help you with that.”

M: “Just don’t make me fluster all the time, okay, my beloved?”

Tag other selfshippers and their f/os.

Only if you guys want to! Also anyone who isn’t tagged can also pick up from this to do their own :D

@jenny-snoopers-world and Snooper, @self-shipping-angel and Levi Ackerman, @astralshipper and Sam Winchester, @aricka-and-her-fictional-others and Jefferson Hatter, @ghoul-bellhop29 and Gideon Grim, @jaklovemail and either Jak or Ash Williams, @angelfairy-ships and either Terry Bogard, FGO Bedivere, Ada Wong, or Takumi, @yamiselfships and BSD John Steinbeck, @spectrumselfshipping and Lucio Dos Santos & Reinhardt Wilhelm, @withlovefromlyell and either Mon-El or Barry Allen, @soulnottainted with Copia/Papa Emeritus IV

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stupidpianist · 6 years

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11 october 2018

12:38: Somehow egregiously slept thru my alarm… When I went to bed I was like, “okay, you need to break this terrible habit of setting ten-to-fifteen alarms, just set one, just set one and then you’re going to get up.” Must have turned off the alarm when still half-asleep, completely missed my 08:30 lecture… Seems “hellish” that this could have happened, I really can’t believe it… Gonna “take steps” to make sure this “never happens again,” maybe via reverting back to setting more than one alarm, maybe just three? Three sounds like a good number of alarms, right?

Folks sorry for ending the liveblog early yesterday night; went to go hang out with Jasleen and Jeremy and wanted to not “invade the sanctity of human interaction,” wanted to not “infringe on the privacy of others.”

Got back home not too late, went to bed by, like, one am?? Must have slept like eleven hours?! ELEVEN???? What the heck, I guess I was, like, I must have actually been as sleep deprived as I thought…

First thoughts on waking: wow I feel well rested, feeling “good” about today, “looking forward” to meeting with volunteer piano organization this evening. These meetings have quickly become “the highlight of my week” since they started a month ago; something about it, the “communal” nature of it? The “collaborative” nature of it?? Feels good to be with a group of individuals committed to “singular, socially beneficial” goal.

Stayed in bed for a bit reading up on the latest technology news, Razer has a new phone? Looks pretty good, I think, feel like I have a pretty good “track record” of “knowing what the people want” re: consumer electronics, feel confident this new phone won’t sell well comparative to Apple, Samsung, even the new Google phone, but feel equally confident it’s “setting a precedent.” Tune in tomorrow for more “tech predictions with George.”

12:55: “Hopped into” the shower, played aggressive metalcore music while “scrubbing.” Brushed teeth, remembering guiltily how I actively decided not to floss last night. Gonna have to start doing this, “before it’s too late”...

13:11: Made G Fuel energy shake. Feels like this is really starting to become “a part of the morning routine.” Reminded once again of how miraculously good this stuff tastes, seems insane comparative to other energy-based drinks?? Especially without sugar, how did they, how did they do this?

13:38: Gotta get out of this apartment. Such a late start to the day, wasted eight hours I could have been conscious just sleeping. Remembering a dream last night of an actually-non-existent family member visiting our family? Not many details, other than visiting a shoe store with them. Seems innocuous, maybe? Going to try not to read too deeply into this one, folks.

Walking from apartment to Marvin Duchow music library. Gonna get down these first few thoughts of the day before practicing piano. Okay, okay, here’s the docket for the day, people:

-Record first bit of today’s liveblog

-Go practice, can fit in a good four-hour chunk before class

-“Human Cognition and the Brain” lecture at 16h

-Record more of liveblog in thirty-minute break before focus group

-Focus group for indie game development at 18h

-Study for thirty-minute break in McLennan library before piano organization meeting

-19h30: piano organization meeting in basement of McLennan

Might try to practice for longer after the meeting is over? Unsure about this—meeting could run until 21:00, which really isn’t that late. I’m just thinking lazily, this is the George that just wants to go home after the meeting and stare at things on the internet until it’s time for bed.

Picturing a Nicolas Cage going, “I’m feeling real good today,” while throwing mock-punches at the air like in the movie Joe. Feeling “pretty good today,” I think.

13:52: Sitting in Marvin Duchow library workstation, second floor, away from windows, near the end of the floor, my favourite, default, go-to workstation in this library, recording these liveblog thoughts. Ghost still playing through headphones. Tapping my foot a little to the beat.

14:05: Heading to the practice rooms, thinking, “five minutes behind schedule, five… minutes…”

Recently have been “getting into” the band Ghost to a significant degree, obsessively Googling and reading everything I can about them. Thnking about this while practicing, specifically that the band leader, now called "Cardinal Copia" (after previous iterations “Papa Emeritus” I, II, and III), seems to have a strangely positive influence on piano playing?? Something about his commitment to the character, his physically reserved but somehow still ostentatious presence, the musicality, some combination of it all... Makes me “motivated” to “get better” at piano in ways that, previously, few figures have (Glenn Gould, Alex Beyer, both pianists, and other bands like Swans and Liturgy, I think, are the only others that make me feel this “determined.”)

I feel like this has taken a really strange tangent, not sure where I'm going with this. Urging all of you to check out Ghost. Very good, positive, A++, 10/10, “great seller, would buy from again” rating.

14:41: Practice session cut short!! For good reason!! Please believe me!! I guess this just solidifies that I need to go back to the practice rooms after the piano meeting tonight, doesn't it... Sort of “dreading” doing that, feel like I would “much rather” go back home to apartment, but I suppose most things in life are things that you wouldn't “rather do,” just things that “need to get done.” Strongly convinced that my life would be in a drastically different place if I just didn’t have such an issue with doing things I find displeasing to do, like, most people do that all day every day, I’m not special… Should have forced myself to do more of those things. Unsure if life would be in a “better” position, though, just—different. It’ll be okay, maybe.

Getting lunch with [redacted]. Had planned on doing this yesterday, somehow didn’t factor it into my schedule today. Went to the dining hall in Royal Victoria College residence to get orange juice, which [redacted] was “fiending for,” I feel. Ended up getting cranberry juice and a purple smoothie.

I haven’t been in any of the dining halls in any of the residence halls on campus in so long. It’s giving me memories of being in first year, sitting in the RVC caf with Poppy and Max and Felix, eating semi-palatable food after our piano seminar course. I miss those evenings. This feels distinctly like one of those “reminiscing on your youth” moments.

14:54: [Redacted] and I sitting in "the usual place," a secluded-but-comfy bench, or, like, couch-like thing without a backside near one of the exits to the music building. [Redacted] eating this massive, unwieldy, soggy schnitzel-and-bacon-and-tomato-and-lettuce sandwich they brought. I’m not eating anything, saving room instead for the free food which is promised at the indie game focus group. [Redacted]’s sandwich appears too big, almost nightmarishly so, for almost anyone to comfortably eat.

Feels good to be able to speak openly about all things with someone, ceaselessly, without breaks in conversation, for long periods of time, free from anxiety or stress of having to “make conversation.” Extremely grateful I have people around me, in my life, right now, that I can speak to in this manner.

15:46: Finished “lunch and talk” with friend, walking to class now. Strange sensation of the day “already being over” passing over me, in a similar way to how Tao Lin once described it in a bit of his writing. Feel a strange bit of hopelessness that I havevn't gotten as much accomplished today as I should have.

Gonna have to "make the most" of the rest of the day, yeah, that's going to offset things!! Have to really "put the pedal to the metal," especially because of the obligations of the focus group, and the piano meeting. There's still enough time to get things done, yeah, yes. Feeling good about this.

16:07: Actually taking some “goodass” notes, I think, for this human cognition class. It’s heavily focused on neuroanatomy, too, and I’m actually quite worried about the midterm, which I have not studied for to such a significant extent that, I’m sure, if I even started now, studying, like, a few hours a day, I couldn’t even make it comfortably through everything I should know.

The prof f or this class is this animated person with an amazing accent from some European country. I, to be honest, don’t know his name, but I’m gonna look it up and get back to you so we know where he’s from, maybe… He’s, like, charismatic, to the same degree as band leaders. Today we’re talking about visual agnosias. I don’t know why I skipped this class so much earlier in the semester, it’s both entertaining and engaging in such a way that I’d probably watch these lectures if they were on YouTube “strictly for fun,” passively internalizing the content of each lecture whilst just more enjoying the prof’s presence. He just tried to draw a rat on the board and completely failed:

Notes taken while in class:

-Let’s see what I don’t know today, let’s see what I need to “catch up on”

-I like this prof’s laugh

-Feel like my memory has acutely improved since three days ago

-I feel so involved

-I still feel so involved haha

-Grinning wildly

17:15: Class let out a bit early. Walking to McLennan to update liveblog before focus group. Gonna do some research on indie games too just to “freshen up” my knowledge a bit. Want to be as helpful as possible to these “burgeoning,” “fledgling” indie game developers.

17:45: Dancing a bit too aggressively while seated in library, I feel, while typing this. Feeling a slight uptick of emotion, though.

17:57: Observed shorter-than-average person dancing a little while on sidewalk; they swung their arms parallel to the ground around their body a few times and did a little hop. I like when people express themselves physically in public, especially when it’s positive, or, at least, I’m assuming this was a positive expression. Do people do swing-ey dances when they’re sad? I guess they do sometimes??

Feeling excited to “give my opinion,” feel like I have “a lot to offer.”

18:00: Walking quickly around third floor of Bronfman building, thinking, “where is it, I should have found it by now, seems insane I haven’t… found the room by now…” Retraced steps and entered large study room, flanked on either side by smaller studying pods. Found room for focus group.

18:06: Seated in room for focus group. Four other guys and me. Three women as the focus group leaders. In the table in the middle of the room: two large Dominos pizza boxes, one veggie and one pepperoni. Ate one vegetable slice and one pepperoni slice in quick succession after observing that everyone was already on their second slice. Thinking, “don’t be belligerent, be helpful, don’t be annoying, be gregarious.”

One focus group participant, directly to my left, seems the extreme minority of video game players. Never has purchased a game via the internet, never plays PC games, never goes online to purchase games either, still visits brick-and-mortar shops. Favourite game: Mario Kart. Nice.

Felt consistently high levels of concentration and genuine concern over attempting to answer focus group questions as accurately and concisely as possible. Dynamics of strangers always interests me, it’s like, we got “lucky” that all of us seem to, ostensibly, get along extremely well extremely quickly, piggie-backing or defending our ideas without any hostility. Seems like we’re all more-or-less “on the same page,” actually.

Brought up videogamedunkey to unanimous laughter and approval from group. Question was, like, “which YouTube video game influencers do you trust?” and I was like, “just get Dunkey to play your game,” to which everyone nodded their heads vigorously, or said, out loud, “yeah.” Grinned uncontrollably for ten-to-fifteen seconds.

Focus group appears to universally be unimpressed with the game we are discussing… Seems like we’re all “putting it down” as “generic,” “not interesting-seeming,” and “not well marketed.” Seems bleak, maybe.

Participant in the far right corner to me seems to be the most charismatic of us all, says the least, but is extremely well spoken when he contributes something. Has tattoo of the Nintendo 64 game controller on his left bicep. I like him.

19:16: Meeting over. Ate final veggie slice of pizza when nobody else wanted to take it. Walking back to McLennan library now for piano organization meeting, feeling extremely trancelike re: fog. It’s so thick that every skyscraper is half-obscured. Feels like an extreme dream state, or something out of a movie.

Realizing disgruntledly that I didn’t factor in time for a run today. Making mental note that I’ll have to “put my ass in fourth gear” tomorrow and do it. Running seems to be the one activity that universally puts me in a better mood after I do it, without fail, every single time that I do it. Thinking, “100% success rate” in the voice of someone starring in a commercial.

19:41: Piano organization meeting started. Missing two group members, both of whom I’m “really fond of.” One of them seems like one of the most genuinely kind people I’ve ever met, and someone who is continually attempting to improve on how “good of a human” he is. Miss his “cheeky grin.”

20:26: Meeting surprisingly already over… This has been the shortest piano organization meeting all year, somehow. Making hard mental decision to “give up” on practicing for the day, feeling semi-defeated, but in a better mood than a few hours ago. Gonna blast ZillaKami while walking home. Repeating the phrase, “new day new me” and “tomorrow is a fresh start” while walking to the beat.

20:44: At B&Y 24-hour grocery store right next to my apartment. Standing in front of beer cooler thinking, “do it, get a Sapporo, don’t get a Pabst, who cares, you can afford to spend an extra fifty cents, go nuts.” Opened fridge, grasped 650mL Sapporo can, closed fridge, walked to register, paid.

20:52: Finally home. Feeling like Ryan Gosling in Blade Runner 2049 when he goes back to his apartment for the first time and is like, “I need a drink” to Joi, who’s like, “It was a day, huh?”

21:16: Observed while browsing YouTube subscriptions page the new “Beer Me” beer review video is up. Have been following this channel for years now, one of the few channels to consistently make me feel extreme, uncontrollable levels of excitement for each upload. It’s two dudes from Vancouver who are goofy as hell, Trevor and Dave, who drink a six-pack each of a beer over the course of an hour whilst rating them on appearance, taste, smoothness, downability (how easy they are to chug in one go), reliability. They seem like a little more than borderline alcoholics, and have the funniest observations and ways of describing things. Have wanted to “hang out” with them for the longest time. Feel like they’d make good friends. Strongly feel that they’d make good friends. STRONGLY.

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