Due in part to lack-of-entries by me, and part by my desire to change things, I'm starting a new journal. demeure. Go there. Friend it if you'd like. I am going to actually be doing daily or daily-ish entries, about significant things. It won't be Friends Only, and I'll really only be friending journals I want to read. But if you friend me, I'll probably be flattered enough to want to read your journal ;D

So yes. Go. demeure.

I'm trying to figure out if I dreamed Katt coming into my room this morning or not. I don't remember what she was here for, but she definitely came in and said something, and then I rolled over and went back to sleep.

.. I should really be getting dressed now. Got an hour to go, and I wanted to leave early so I could pick up food. Guess that plan is out. Damn.

And as soon as I post about the rain, it stops. Today was lovely and sunny, and for this I am oh-so-grateful. Work (which is at River Falls Pool, I'm a lifeguard, because I don't think I announced that. Hmf.) was fun; the swim coaches showing up in full-on 80's gear for the B Meet was a highlight. As was breaking a huge lightbulb tube and getting to clean up glass. Woo!

But I'm all crampy, and that truly does suck. (Now, if I complain about cramps in this post, does it mean they'll go away before I make my next one? Pleeeeee-eeease?) Katt is the second person in as many days to suggest going on The Pill (with new ominous capitalization) as a way of moderating cramps. World, are you sending me a message? Although Katt mentioned weight gain, and Kiki had to use the PC terms for it because we were at work. (Work means surrounded by small children with large ears and larger mouths and, apparently, mentioning "birth control" is now inappropriate. Why, exactly? Are we really in this puritan of a society, where abortion can be all over the news and we still won't explain sex to our kids? Yes, Billy, an abortion is what happens when a mommy shoots the stork down with a hunting rifle before he can drop her baby down the chimney?)

I think being non-fractitious and PC all day is making me grouchy or something. Pah.

I'm fairly sure the rain is going to drown my entire state before it stops on.. Oh dear, it used to be 2 more days on my Dashboard Weather Widget. It's now three.

We're all so doomed.

To boot, I'm out of Dulce de Leche ice cream. I'm not sure I can handle that. The new job has tired me out to the point that, well, I'm not sure my brain functions anymore. Actually, when you think about it, it's not a new job. I've been working it for almost a month now. (And still have only gotten one paycheck! My stars.) I'm just waiting for the next day off -- Sunday, maybe Saturday if I can get someone to take that shift. Oh, a weekend off would be lovely. (I say, having just come back from six days off. But I oh-so-badly want time off in my house. The problem is, I don't get paid for time off. Oh, the odd odd irony.)

My dad is totally on C-SPAN2 right now.

I haven't posted in ages, I know. I just cannot keep alive and awake long enough to do it, this past week has been intense. But I finished my religion paper, the thing that was stressing me foremost--now I've only got three papers left to do (one 5, two 10, death). But this weekend completely made up for it. After my last class (well, actually, significantly after cause Justin was late 'cause he slept until 10:50 or something like that) Justin picked Leah, Jill and I up, and we all drove down to Harrisonburg, VA, for our LARP Event Game. Which was, beyond words, amazing. We finally got to play in a setting that works really, really well for the game -- a campground surrounded by nothing, not someone's house or a library or a back yard. And I met so many awesome people, and just, oh, why was it so awesome?

And then of course, as donnadevane noted, the world broke for our poor characters. (A character really admired by the entire Garou Nation died, Georgie found out that her baby is not only metis but evil, and George stabbed the floor when he found out, Jaiden actually had an emotional response that wasn't STFU, our Den Father is quitting on us because he thinks we hate him, Gaia's Blessing is in massive power turnover-mode, and the list goes on.) Jill and I broke down and cried for about an hour, completely in character. (Like, OOC, people would come over to say something and we'd both look up and be completely able to hold a conversation, and then just go back to being Jaiden and Georgie, and sob some more.) That in itself was one horribly cathartic experience, but one very wonderful. It did take me about twelve hours to recover from it and be able to feel normal again, though.

And then it was MAY DAY!

Probably the only thing that could have made me feel better, actually. And I wasn't better, I was pretty much faking a reaction to everything, and feeling cold and dead inside, until the May Hole dance. And then they played Dar Williams "As Cool As I Am" over and over and over, and we danced like lunatics on Denbigh Green in the sunshine, with rose petals everywhere. And it made it all better. And not only do I love my school (because I do, I do, I do more than I can convey), I just kind of love the universe. And we had Step Sing, and I couldn't get my lantern open for ages, and we sang Good Night to the Seniors, and Good Night is such a beautiful song. I finally have (aka stole) a song book so I can now learn Pallas Athena and Sophias, for real.

So, my paid account expired and I'm not sure whether I'm going to renew it or not -- I'm kind of feeling not, since I seem to be a lot less connected to livejournal than I used to be, and also not exactly able to use my parents money on Paid Time without them noticing. And I'm small-walleted these days. I just paid $15 for the Beltane event game at the end of the month, so I think that's my treat this month instead of LJ time. Not to mention that Beltane is a hundred times cooler than paid LJ time. Cause Beltane is a vacation back down to HOME with the coolest people in history. May I mention that I can't wait OMGS?....

Yeah.

I had this crazy realization today; I really like my new life. College!life. It's got so much of the charm of my previous existence, and yet, no drama. My friends are wonderful (donnadevane left me the sweetest voicemail about our show and our wonderfulness! And I went to ihop with Kali this morning, too.)

But back to LJ resolutions; these are crucial to the fate of my journal.

• I'm going to post more often. About my life, not just ranting. At least once every three days, with an update. About my life.


• In regards to the past revelation, I'm probably going Friends Only. So details of my life don't become common knowledge.


• In regards to etc etc, I'm going to be paring down my friends list. Not immediately; a while after I start actually writing about things that matter. I'll make a post about that, then.


• Lastly, I'm going to make myself a pretty pretty layout during the summer, probably :D

So. Updates for my life, as I've promised. Like I said, went to ihop with Kali this morning, we walked there and passed a store selling "PLANT FLOWER"; Kali informed me that I'm very lucky to be her friend, being as "rich" as my family is -- I'm the affirmative action case in her social pool. I love that. She also finally fixed the issues with my new dye job (which I shall post hot, hot pictures of once I find the cable that connects my camera to my computer. I lost it, yeah. Until then, I'm not telling what color my head is.)

Also hung out with Justin -- we were going to go to KOP, but decided to go to Walmart instead. And it rocked. I told him the story of the HMS Sam, and about our pirate crews (Mwah, Black Rose forever! Or should that be, Arr, Black Rose Forever? It's not like I said arr, ever.) I bought a cute jean jacket for like $10 -- actually, Justin bought it for me. I love him so, he's the best. Also bought ace bandages so I can practice binding my chest to be Gav'ryal, my Black Spiral Dancer, for the yet un-scheduled BSD game. I'm packed with Jill and Leah as crazy incestuous sister-jailbait pack. Gav'ryal used to be a Silver Fang, she's Ahroun with serious daddy issues, either she's hugely possessive of men or she wants to kill them in inventive ways. She cross dresses half the time, hence the chest binding. And she hates everything living on Earth. Like, man, she hates grass.

Motherfuckin' grass.

How many Pisceans does it take to change a lightbulb?

What lightbulb?

Yeah. That's my life right there. This weekend (with Pchan visiting, finishing my Uncle Tom paper from hell, and game yesterday) was a great deal of fun but not nearly as restful as it should have been. (And next weekend won't be better--going to the Harrisburg game with Leah and Justin. Where, as things stand right now, I have a deep compulsion to play a Theurge who reads Tarot.) Actually, speaking of game, as a further mark of my dorkiness, I feel like I need to go through and get the right astrological sign for all my characters; well, I've already got Georgie, she's a Gemini. This character who's in development (Aidan, and it could so totally be a girl's name, so SHH) is a Scorpio without any doubt--possibly with strong Piscean and Taurean leanings, though.

Yeah. RPG's are eating my life. It happens, and I seem to enjoy letting it happen. It's possible I'll post a bio of Aidan up here, if she even ends up being the one I play. (As for Georgie? Hahaha. Let's wait until she's not the one who inspires the need to kill all nearby highschoolers.)

(also. This icon. OMFG. Princess Sailor Moon is.... suprisingly bad-ass. I want her stoic face and her "stfu everyone who isn't Endymion" powers.)

My cellphone charger arrived! I'm ALIVE AGAIN.

.. Okay. Well, really, I left my charger at home when I came back from Spring Break, so I was living sans cell all week. And now I'm saved. (And my creature arrived too :D. He's a cutie.)

Thank you, Jenny :D. She's coming to get the sky is one of the most beautiful phrases I've ever heard, and I intend to keep it stored away forever.