MOOP!

I am cleaning my room because, as always, it needs it.

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I reeeeeeeeally want my beads. *sigh*

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Man, Cambridge is gonna make christmas shopping easy. Actually, Joie de Vivre is going to make christmas shopping easy. *lovestoreyesyes*

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I got a LETTER yesterday! See, there's a "send me a letter" thread on the xkcd fora, and this girl seemed interesting, and so I tossed her my address and I got a LETTER! And it had a picture of a squirrel, and talked about gerbils, and SQUEE! And did I mention that it was a letter?

Alsoalso, about a week ago I got a postcard from tacnukesoul. Because my life is awesome and he is awesome and YAY!!

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I bought CD's today. We found a small CD store that sold used CD's for two dollars each, and they had a "Presidents of the United States of America" CD. Which I desperately needed to buy, as anyone who reads STJ will attest.

I also bought a present for olderbro Josh. Yes, I'm christmas shopping already. See above notes about JdV.

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Path: 80's dance -> "You give love a bad name" -> Dominik getting it stuck in his head -> him singing it sporadically all Friday night -> getting it stuck in MY head -> being reminded of it whenever people get it stuck in their heads -> Bon Jovi being stuck in mine, Lauren's, and Emily's heads. Bleh.

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Yesterday: Get out of English, procrastinate a lot, begin sociology paper, chat with people online, get hella pissed at something someone says, go very slightly mad, mix anger with hate, become somewhat insane, begin listening to Epiphany (Cariou version) on repeat and singing along and actually meaning it, get yanked out of the insanity by Gabriel, become very very frightened of myself and curl up in Gabe's lap for a bit, go eat dinner in a corner of the cafeteria, check mail on a whim, find letter, stablize completely.

Or in other words, Gabriel gets a raise. Cheers, love.

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Watched "Thank You for Smoking" yesterday, with Dominik, Mary, Mary's friend Katie, Lauren, and Emily. Totally entertaining movie. Highly entertaining to watch Dominik as he pretty much desperately wanted a cigarette the whole time.

In other news, D. won't let Mary and I braid his hair. :(

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I have 18 buisness cards to interesting places I have gone, and one to an interesting place I have not gone. ( See! )

In the same batch of things, I also have three buisness cards (my advisor, my friend Patrick, and a guy I met at the xkcd meet), and an expired coupon for the Garment District with Magus's address on the back.

This is, of course, not counting the ten or twelve personal and buisness cards I have in my wallet. And the twenty or thirty I have in my buisness card holder thing. As collections go, I think this one is awesome.

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Boy, I'm going to GREAT LENGTHS to not clean my room, yeah?

~Sor
MOOP!

I miss my clone. Damn her and her warm fuzzy dreams! *shakes fist*

On a similar note (related to dreams at least) I have an open letter to my subconcious.

Dear subconcious.

While I appreciate the obvious effort involved in trying to give me a BalticonDream, what the hell was up with all the snow? Also, you do know that the consuite is *connected* to the main building, right? So technically, no one would have to crawl through the snow to get there, and, as the consuite has a roof, there really shouldn't have been snow in it.

Thanks.

Luv, Kat.

P.S: I fully support Magus in spectacular* kilts though. We can have more of that, yep.

*Spectacular meaning sortof a darkish purple and blue hawaiin print utilikilt. If such a thing actually exists, I want it.

BLAH SPELLING MISTAKES!

Seriously, I made like three really stupid mistakes in typing the last paragraph. Sorcy can't spell today. :(

As for other, non dream related shtuff...uhm...I'm out. I need more dreams of guys in kilts. Or more dreams with NakedSwing in them. >> <<

*totally isn't a bad person. Much.*

ANYWAYS!

I have been spending entierly too much time cleaning my room lately, with a good amount of help from Ksatyr. It is a difficult process. I fear it may never be truly done, and currently just exists in the moving shit from point a to point b form of cleaning.

Which will work, until I have to pack. Eek!

(Unrelated note --I wonder how many of my legos I can take with me...)

Katters is a bad influence on me. Oompa, oompa, oompa. :p

Uhm. Soyeah. Tuesday I went to the Holocaust Musuem, which was...well...a museum about the Holocaust. Pretty damn depressing, but worth going to at least once.

On the plus side, me and Becky finished up the day by me forcing her to watch Blues Brothers, and her forcing me to watch a couple of episodes of Stargate (1969 and the 200th episode) which were pretty fun.

Huh. Rosi and Guil have wandered back into my head. Eh, whatever.

Moving right along...yeah, I have no more of a life. I hung out with Veronica a bunch yesterday. We played an obscene amount of Geetar Hero, and watched Robots (since it was on) and Bad Wolf/Parting of the Ways, since V had never seen it, and we were in the mood for EcclstonDoctor. Fish and Ksatyr were there as well, which partially inspired that.

Mel made Aly a cake on Wednesday night, because she's *awesome*. It's good cake, too.

I'm hella behind in reading you lot --I'm barely through the thirteenth, with all the zombies. Which, might I add, I am INCREDIBLY pissed I missed it. Grr! Argh!!

Annnnnnnd I'm out. Off to go clean up, like I'm supposed toget sucked in by the flattering words of my clone.

~Sor
MOOP!

Yeah.

So, I was feeling REALLY good about life and everything. I cleaned up my nest like nobody's buisness, I'm done all my immediate homework, and I've picked all my authors and poems for the poetry project I've got to do.

Like, serious MAJOR cleaning of the nest. The nest is the downstairs desk which Dmitri lives on these days (Meaning that theres no such thing as a private conversation anymore...anybody can walk by anytime. Spoooooooky.) As I spend a LOT of time down here on Dmi, it tends to accumulate...stuff.

But it's clean now. I hardly recognize it.

And then the clock chimes, and the world keeps spinning. Yes, my nest is clean. My room isn't even CLOSE to it, I need to clean out my backpack like nobodys buisness, and I've got a thing to type for Bittner (and Kat.) PLUS I've got those study guide questions to do for history (and damnit, I'm going to do a GOOD job on them if it kills me) and I should probably both register and start studying for the Junemost SATs.

Why didn't anybody tell me being responsible sucked arse?

Off to girl scouts until eight and tutoring until nine. Home as fast as I can to clean as much of my room as I can manage without staying up later then tennish (or so) then crash.

Pop up, all smiles and sunshine in the morning (my usual mask) go to school, catch up on the usual ALoS for English, plus whatever other shit the world throws at me, home, therepy, homework, kung-fu, home, sleep.

Lather, Rinse, Repeat.

*shrugs* I dunno. It's probably just horemones or something (I really ought to keep better track of that) but yeah. Life seems to suck, for all that it kicks ass.

And it DOES kick ass. I'm in love, I'm loved, I have a best friend who's neither a total dumbass or a total slut (both very good things) and I've got a whole lot of life running through my head.

Right, I'm officially running late now. And joy-no dinner. Yum yum, my favorite. I'll grab something when I get home.

Gawd, I'm verbose today. I really don't mean to say this much.

Better sign off. Ta!

~Sor
MOOP!

P.S: At least I've actually managed to read my drugs today. :p

School starts tomorrow. I have to do better this year, or else I die a bloody painful death. I mean, lose all of my computer acess and never see Kat again which is about the same thing. Only less blood.

Weird Al is a God. But we all knew that already.

I had a good birthday. I got some pretty cool stuff, especially my UglyDoll, who I named Nikodemus.

I! HATE! SAUREKRAUT!!

I rather love Albuquerque though. You know, where the towels are oh so fluffy!

You know, he never mentions 27 in that song. How sad.

I helped mom clean out her closet last night. It was really interesting. We looked at a box of cool old writing and stuff she had.

Dad's apparently going to be gone pretty much every weekend from late September to the end of October.

Which sucks.

Veronica came over today. We played Chopped Garlic and World's Worst and Doink and Curses.

I've been singing I am the Very Model of a Modern Major General all day. I found the lyrics.

I will not sleep for an instant until the one nostrild man was brought to justice.

But first I decided to buy some doughnuts.

I was reading the players handbook for Kobolds Ate My Baby today. It made me REALLY miss Origins. *sigh*

School starts tomorrow. That means that I'll have to start waking up early again. *sigh*

My rooms a mess. I need to clean it. :-/

All for now.

~Sorceress/Kat

MOOP!

I am in a good mood right now. Note: Apathetic moods are never good, but their not bad either. I am not currently apathetic, I am very pleased with myself.

I cleaned the basement up, all by myself even. And then I danced.

And I know that sounds like one of those random things I say at times, but I actually did dance around after I was done, since I still had several songs left on the CD I was listening to and I couldn't just abandon them now could I? They would be sad and lonely that way.

So I'm currently in a good mood since I cleaned something up, which always sunnifies my life and then I danced, which also helps sunnify my life.

Is sunnify even a word?

It is now!

Anyway, in the recent past, I went to moms birthday party,, which I could give all the juciy details on and all the whatnot, but I'm much to lazy to, and besides, I still need to write about camp.

*thinks momentary dark thoughts having nothing to do with camp*

I mean...

*happy*

I'm in kind of a quirky mood right now. Does it show?

Anyway, I have to go to bed now. Goodnight.

~Sorceress/Kat

MOOP!

COUNTDOWN:
My Birthday: 12 Days
School Starts: 14 Days
Veronicas Birthday: 15 Days
Jeremy's Birthday: 18 Days

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