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Self... just avoid waiting around for either of the five college buses from Mount Holyoke at night alone. Neither the waiting nor the subsequent bus ride foster anything remotely positive in your head.

That said, we're halfway through the last season of Avatar. Once again, I'm glad I'm actually getting to see them all, and in sequence. I'd missed a few eps here and there without realizing it. I'm rather terrified by the Avatar: Iroh's prison months/Oz crossover

captainlove seems to be planning, but I must admit that his impression of Iroh saying "Do you know why they call me the Dragon of the West, prag?" did have me snarfing cola. So very very much wrong with that.

Currently I sit in my room, pouring my heart into Open Office writer and working my way through the last 12 oz of black cherry Smirnoff. The rather head-clearing effect the burn of it is having on me is a little counterproductive towards getting drunk, but I'm only about half through it and I've only been working on it for about 20 minutes or so. Inebriation WILL happen, damn it. with 12 oz, drunk is a biological inevitability. Which is fine. It's been that kind of day. I guess I'm just afraid the next two weeks will almost completely consist of those kinds of days, and what will happen when the rum's all gone?

ёхо, ёхо, жизн пирата для меня. Ярр.

Current Mood: i need a goddamn "captain of the carpet ship" icon

First, GUH.

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*fap fap fap*

Second, nearly scared myself shitless as I had about a moment or two of thinking I had lost the Preciousssss. Believe me, there would have been full blown superdeformed rage if I hadn't located it.

Third, it is Sunday and that means several things. a) Breakfast and Avatar with

captainlove, peppered (literally) with delicious homemade pasta/sauce (and enough taken home to make a couple of lunches this week) b) a break from the Lent restrictions. I'm kind of already paying for the food ones - after a week of eating more or less right, the digestive tract is all "EXCUSE ME WTF R U DOIN" about the coffee and sweets I've pounded today. Ugh. Yeah, will not be doing this next week, lol. Really the moral of the story is, the shit stuff is never as good as your addicted little mind makes it out to be, and you always ALWAYS regret it. With the exception of cadbury eggs. Those are still mana from heaven. And possibly NOS. But yeah, with the exception of

captainlove's sauce, pretty much everything I ate today made me kinda ill. That and my hand kinda hurts ans I tripped on the porch earlier and scraped up my hand. gah.

Also I can really be okay with only checking Facebook once a week. At least until Easter. I'm kinda whatever about the Internet in general these days.

Fourth, lots of heavy thinking today... really it's been a heavy think week. While I'm glad to say that some of the smoke from basically my life collapsing in on itself is finally clearing.... I don't know where I was going with that. I recognize the next few weeks are going to quite frankly blow, but I'm weirdly okay about that now. So... my old life is ending, but I have some idea of what I want to do/accomplish in the next phase of it, how not to fuck it up in the same ways, and what sort of shit is toxic to me. I often complain that knowledge and strength are rather poor compensation for everything in one's world going fucko bazoo, but I do have to admit when you've rebuilt something else, they are good things to have. This week has been full of shakabuku-giving kicks to the head... most people usually hate those, but I often welcome them, even when they hurt. I don't know, I'm weird like that.

Fifth, reopening the call for help getting my shit into storage. Ideal is only open until 6:45 during the week, so trying to do anything after/during the workday might be a bit much to manage, but even if you can help me make one trip, it will be appreciated. Also, I WILL be taking my road test before I leave damn it cause I want my damn Catbus. Especially since

captainlove promised he would look it over for me once I got it. Any help practicing teh driving would be fabulous.

Anyway, off to make a few lists, finish Pandemonium and get something productive done. And tweeze these splinters out of my hand. Ow.

ETA: oh yeah, eggs.

Current Mood: calm

I'm all right. Really. I'm not great, but I'm all right. Thanks for all the calls, IMs, hugs and love yesterday, they helped a lot. As did dessert at La Fiorentina's and Avatar the Last Airbender with Jon.
Today is scheduled to be nuts with teh packing and the work. May have to nip out in a bit for NOS. Or maybe just make myself some more coffee.
it's snowing... huh. It like just started 20 minutes ago and the ground's already coated. Hm.
Tea tree oil soap may just be the best shampoo ever invented for dreads, if you don't mind the smell. Actually even with the smell - you just have to be sure to stick your head under the water for like ten minutes to make sure it rinses out thoroughly.
Music Music Music!!! Northern Kings are amazing and I just found out why. Has much to do with one of the singers from Nightwish fronting it. Awww yeahhhhh. Also, Apocalyptica. I've decided between them and Rasputina, cello just needs to be part of the standard rock band ensemble. Really I'm just a big fan of wall of sound, full orchestrated rock. I apparently actually need to see True Blood... I was already intrigued by the ads last fall and the prospect of Anna Paquin, who I've had something of an admiration for since The Piano, but Jon played Jace Everett's "Bad Things" for me last night and, well, it will be the first thing on my netflix queue when move time happens.
Meat: no word yet on when the needles arrive. I think I need to call people tomorrow and figure out what's up. Meantime apparently the steroids seem to be treating me all right - no more ankle swelling/pinched nerves. Course I'm a little annoyed by the side effects, which are somehow more noticeable than when I was on the prednisone. I've been more of an emotional wreck lately (that could just be stress), I'm craving sugar and simple (c word that I refuse to use)s like HELL, and my reproductive system has decided that whatever schedule it's quietly been running on for the past near 20 years is obsolete now and it's more fun to start each week with a two day period. Um. What. No. No real sign that the intestines are about to go splode, but then again I felt pretty fine before the video camera revealed the jejunum full of potential Old Faithfuls, so me feeling okay may not be the best thing to go by. :P Decided I'm not going to worry too much about my weight - I'm too busy really to give it much thought, and besides, in a couple of weeks I'm going to be back in New York, Land of Walk Everywhere, and I rather fully expect whatever excess I'm carrying to pretty much fall off. It always does when I'm there for any significant period of time.
I just realized my move date is the day Watchmen comes out... this is making me rather sad, considering who I assumed I'd be seeing it with when the first teasers dropped. Mew.
Lunch, then back to the grind... :P

ETA: aaaaaaaaaand back on the dragon wagon...

Current Mood: busy

Yesterday consisted of:

Two bad movies:

sydneycat and I decided to have a bad horror movie day, which we hadn't done in a while so we went to see the Uninvited and Underworld: Rise of the Blue Filter. Both turned out to be quite watchable in a silly wow this movie's awful sort of way. Rise of the Assfaces was a lot better than the second Underwold movie was, I thought, but then again any movie is greatly improved by Bill Nighy stalking about and snarling. A lot. They should make a movie that consists solely of Bill Nighy and Jeremy Irons stalking about and snarling at each other... while wearing dresses. I'd so watch that.

Yes, I know I'm strange, shush.

Two meals out:

sydneycat and I spent the break between movies picking up things at Target and then going to Arizona Pizza at the mall, where I landed the same cute flaming waiter I always get while there. (His name is Jamie, ask for him if you go there on a Saturday. Tell him Andee sent you.) After being goofy and switching the in-booth TV to scifi so we could lol at a movie about Sasquatch vs the Gimp (the subtitles only improved it). syd had a mishap with her soda that ended with me having something of a lapful of diet pepsi. Which was fine and hilarious (once the OH GODS THAT"S COLD shock had worn off) and we got the staff to bring us napkins and I asked Jamie for another pepsi after joking that she'd thrown the first one at me. He brought it back with a plastic cap on the glass and admonitions to behave ourselves. Yeah... tipped him like 30% for just that alone.

After the movies were done, I met

verbana76 and

aersi at Local Burger for dead thing and catchups, since I don't think he's seen me since I was more or less flat on my back at the hospital. Ensue much gossip, venting, storytelling and evil that lasted long enough to warrant relocating to Friendly's to continue over ice cream sundaes. I think I need to hang with those two more often. Plus I am intrigued by stories of

aersi's evil genius degus. I like fuzzy rodents that want to take over the world. Or at least like to watch Gerard Butler movies.

Three underpants: Hey JCPenney was having that ginormous 75% off sale, so I picked up three pairs of cute underwear to go with the new bras I got last month. I was feeling the lack of reasonably cute undies, as opposed to the comfy cotton ones I get from VickiS.

So yeah, overall, a desperately needed good day was had. I am well pleased.

Today is getting coffee and watching season 2 of Avatar with

captainlove. We'll see how that goes.

HOLY CARP DRAGONS: