2020-12-23 - Got Wood?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Reykjavik at night, so bored

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Wanna pony?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Shouldn't have had that last whiskey

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Guy next to me on the plane was so sick

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Getting up at fuck o'clock to fly to Copenhagen

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Why is flying so goddamn dull

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : So weird to sleep alone

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I miss my cat

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I do love strange 'how U grl' texts at strange hours

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Oh right

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : How are you?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Also yes I want a pony

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : If that's a euphemism I still want a pony

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : It's Iceland

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : You promised me pictures of wood, Ravn. Iceland notwithstanding

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Home of shaggy little horses

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Sounds like you took the long trip to Roen's house. he's got these little goats.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I'm drunk enough to ask if that's a euphemism

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I have been working on this project for fourteen hours. It might as well be at this point

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : You'd have to ask Roen how his goat situation is doing. They're probably huddling together for warmth right now

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Iceland is like... No damn trees

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : They have hot springs

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Niiiice

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Google it, blue lagoon, Reykjavik

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Do they all live outdoors in a circle? Give me something, baby

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : They have houses

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : The movie with Brooke Shields?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Fine, get me a house then

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : No, damnit

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Hot springs

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Where's my piccy?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Too fucking drunk to go to the window

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I miss all the best trips

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I didn't want to go home

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Please tell me you're not laying on teh floor at the airport

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Hotel

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : It's okay. No one really does. I don't and I built the damn thing.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : So do I get a floor selfie?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I can put it in my collection next to the very tragic picture of Vyv when he was being talked down from trying to kill a garden by demoralizing it.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : (picture of remarkably fuzzy faced Ravn on hotel bed, disappointingly dressed)

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I bet Vyv is a dignified drunk

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : In this I'm sworn to secrecy and agree to remain o as he was there for me when I was at my least public ready, so sure.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I bet you are a dignified drunk

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I'm not

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I leave my pinky out when I swear. I'm always dignified and I'll deny anything to the contrary outright

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : But at least I don't start fights

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I might have once >.>

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : This nerve thing of mine goes crazy when I am drunk

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Would get knocked over by a feather

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Do I talk too much?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I don't think so. At least you have something to say when you do. There are people that talk forever about absolutely fucking nothing

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Here since you won't show me yours wanna see mine?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Sure, your house?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : (pic sent of what looks like a drawing covered in a glitter of sawdust and a very clean technical drawing of what might be a old standing 1940 Philco radio, and then what looks to be some of the pieces apart and getting sanded down to their bare minimum)

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Niiice

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Naked as the day they were first lathed. There was so much paint and lacquer and someone tried to slap a veneer on the poor girl. That's not how you treat a classic lady.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : (picture of feet in black socks)

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Not like I treat anyone like a lady

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : They eat fermented shark here

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : And they are all so pretty

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Everyone in Iceland is pretty

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Elves have legal protection here

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : By law

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Never seen one

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I kinda want to eat fermented shark and see if we can consume its power. It'd be an interesting challenge.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : It smells like piss

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : is it because you need to eat fermented shark to see the elves?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : They used to ferment it in piss

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : so does a lot of food that weirdly tastes better the worse it smells.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm not eating that

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I'll go for shark sushi then.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Me either

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Sharkshi?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Sharkshi

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : And skyr

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Best yoghurt ever

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : When I get to Copenhagen I want to sleep until I get back to the US

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Then why did you go and not send me instead? I will totally negotiate that shit for you.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Negotiate a visa to the US for me? I have a lawyer

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I just need to sign some papers

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : But I want to meet the vets I will be tutoring

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Also I hate Christmas

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Actually I might be able to help you do that. The Mayor is my cousin and we work together. Reputable endorsement

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I hate Christmas too. My family's not here

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : But can he meet my students

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Mine is dead but they still think I should go home to the family for Christmas

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Good time to be on a plane

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Not missing anything

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Need more whiskey

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Whiskey solves most things

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : We have to have this bullshit formal affair where if I go alone people are going to ask why my husband's not here. If I invite him they'll say there's a scandal

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Justin right

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm honestly not prepared for that this year. Thought s on this? You have etiquette branded in your brain too. I need a tactic here

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Yeah Justin.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : You're not actually married right

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I mean you're not actually in love

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Like that

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Why not just go alone and when people ask, say some vague thing about different goals and business models, be boring

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : It's reporters

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : You're a poor little disabled girl, they assume you're an idiot anyway

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I just let them think I'm gay and closeted

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : No one cares but you're a more public figure,🧐

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm not a poor stupid anything >:|

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : (picture of whiskey tumbler)

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I know that

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : (picture of desk absent of a whiskey tumbler)

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Do they? Do you want them to?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I do't know , Ravn. And I have enough common sense to no love a man who has their own goals and will, eventually leave. For a while though? I thought maybe I really could.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : 😒 don't love someone who doesn't love you

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Better to be alone than be miserable

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Better to have friends

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Much less complicated

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Everyone has their own will and goals but maybe you can find someone who has the same as you

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I don't know I've ever met anyone who wants to tell Margaret she's short visioned and inefficient as I do,Until then you're likely right

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : don't ever lord those words over me either

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Geese fear me. I will have them chase you all over town if I have to 😉

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I don't know Margaret

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Pretty sure I don't want to either

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Just saying, don't pick a bloke because he's there and you don't have someone better.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I can be your arm candy sometime if you really need someone just to shut up reporters, I don't mind

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : No one gives a shit about some foreign guy anyway

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : You know I'd really enjoy that. If it gets too droll we can sit out on the patio with scotch and a dry erase marker and draw mustaches on people from the other side of the glass.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : It's a date.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Not a fruit.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : And I give a shit about the foreign guy, thank you. I find him charmingly reasonable.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Like, a not-fruit.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Also seriously try, while drunk seriously, to send your mind to wander. You might find elves.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : fruit date

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : think I need to sleep

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I'll call you in a few hours so you are up to get to the airport. I'm too caffeinated. Have to actually work on this while the fire's there.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : 📴

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : kidding

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : please do

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : z