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'Cause I always get paranoid when it's been a few days and I haven't updated. You all are gonna forget about me and never love me again!

Spent the last handful of days largely not on the computer. Yesterday drove up to Pennsylvania by myself in order to hang out with Lauren and Emily (best friends from college) and their friends Ty, Rob, and Kim. The five of them were in town for a Herp convention, meaning I walked into a hotel room containing three or four snakes, half a dozen geckos, and a tortoise.

It was a fantastic set of adventures, both the driving for hours alone (very fun, though I need a way to dictate thoughts so I don't just scrawl reminders on scraps of paper like "purity groups"¹ or "fuck teal cars"²) and hanging out with the five of them. A lot of it is the way we hang out, but I get something with the twins et al that I don't really get in the rest of my life --that feeling of being college kids home for the summer and just faffing about and having adventures. Perhaps because Veronica and I don't go out as often as hang out inside? Dunno.

I also managed to listen to something like four and a half or the mix CDs I made when I first had a computer and music, and determine that, while I had awful taste in music, it wasn't *too* awful, and my inability to make a good mix tape is not recent. Also, Sk8er Boi? Really 14!Sor?

Also, cows. Lots of cows. And awesome hills that contained roller coaster terror as I started down them at a whopping thirty-five miles per hour. And Olivia (our GPS) winning a fairly major battle in our war of hatred against each other.

So that was that, and this is crazy meandery, isn't it? That's okay sometimes.

Anyways, I spent three days ago hanging out with Veronica and Jeremy, which included a secret mission to V's house for bagel bites, and involved us gossiping until midnight or so, because that's how we roll.

Two days ago, there were seven teenaged girls sleeping in our basement, leading to terror. And them facebook-chatting their crushes, which made me go "aren't you supposed to call them instead?" At least there were no bras in the freezer the following morning.

And that's more or less been my life recently! Need to go work on either my 750words or Month at the Museum application now. Ta!

~Sor
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1: This is a reference to a new way of doing purity tests, by sortof crossing it with Never Never --everyone writes down five or ten scandalous things that they've done (ideally not super-specific, so "made out on top of the Empire State Building in a Thunderstorm" is not as good as "made out on top of a skyscraper") and someone complies it and everyone takes this combined purity test to find out who's the least pure. Or whatever it is you do with purity tests.

Look, if *you* have a day with six hours in a car without anything else to do but sing loudly, you start to get a little goofy too!

2: meh, I was closely tailgated by like...three teal or blue cars in a fifteen minute span or something. Forget hatin' on the red cars, teal cars are JERKS!

I get very mellow and silly when I drive by myself. I also call people and laugh about how lost I am.

I have a bit of a mama bear complex.

Which is to say, if you touch my cubs, I *will* hurt you, however possible. Words, or physically, or however I can. And being made helpless, unable to protect those I think of as mine...well...it is among my least favourite things in the world.

My "cubs" are quite a lot of people, too. Alys, Veronica -those are the most obvious ones, and the ones I am absolutely most protective of. But when it comes down to it, pretty much all my contract mates, definitely everyone I think of as an older or younger sister, my roommates, Nik, the high school friends I'm still close to, the college friends I've made, the entire pie shop...You hurt someone I care about, and I will not be happy with you.

The problem, and I actually find it a very interesting one, comes when two of my cubs are fighting, or one of them is (inadvertently or purposely) causing another to be hurt. Who do I protect? Do I just ignore them both publicly and support each of them in private¹? Do I go ahead and bitch out the offending party, despite caring dearly for them? Do I curl up in a hole and hope the whole thing goes away?

This doesn't really have anything to do with anything. I largely just find it an interesting thing to ponder. On the one hand, I don't care for the idea of "ranking" friends, and of course, all rankings would be situational, anyways. (If Alys punched...say...Emily in the stomach, I'd tell Alys she's an idiot, despite normally considering her more my cub than Emily. Though it occurs to me I'd probably be gentler on Alys than I would on Emily were their positions reversed.)

On the other...well...there are people I am more protective of than others --not necessarily closer friends, but people I feel it's more important I take care of, often because I tend to consider them mentally younger, and more in need of my protection. (And let me tell you, it is startling as all fuck when they do something that illustrates that they are actually a lot older than they necessarily seem.)

*shrugs*

~Sor
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1: Yes. I can say with some confidence that this is the route I took with the strongest example of two people I quite like and care for being stupid to each other.

So, dear internet:

I have a cold. A really phenomonally bad one. This makes me a Sad Kat, especially because it's totally kicking my ass. Fucking cold.

On the plus side, free MST3K w/jere7my tomorrow at Harvard. So that's cool.

ATANYRATE, I am letting Emily use my computer so I can't so I therefore actually get some work done on this packing thing. Go me, and go her. Should I randomly turn Adium on so that you lot can talk to her?

~Sor
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Ohman, weekend!

Friday, I pretty much just hung out with assorted college kids --Lauren, Emily, Ty (Em's boyfriend), Ria, Maddie, Dominik, and Cecily-- from about noon until three in the morning. It was kinda righteous.

Lauren and I watched Saw II somewhere in the middle of that one. It's pretty good, and ohman am I a wuss. Just kinda in general. Various groupings of people also watched Willard and Thank You For Smoking, but I was phased out on the computer for most of that. (Fucking TV tropes.)

Saturday, I woke up when the amazingly amazing Lezzie-Beth called me and was all "Uhm, lab hours for Play Productions class, kthanksbai?" (in not quite those words) I wound up working in the theatre for the next five hours or so, helping to make a chastity belt. Which was kinda fun, especially the interlude in the middle where me and Lezzie-Beth wound up looking at assorted torture devices, as part of the "hmm, lets google chastity belt for reference!" thing.)

Got food, went upstairs...and shut myself into my room for all hours. I think my goal was to never leave and be real life social ever, mostly because I was...slightly socialed out.

This was actually a good thing, as it culminated in having a much needed gossip session with my fabulously sexy best friend, Veronica (seriously, go look at her new usericon. What the *fuck* Belanie¹, no one has any right to look that amazingly good.) Of course, just as we started to get to the really good bits, my internet connection went all "fuck this shit!" and died on me. So me and V need to finish that gossiping sometime, probably/hopefully over spring break.

Me and The Katters wound up tossing text messages back and fourth for about an hour, while I did some housecleaning, and then I went to sleep. At four in the morning.

Eleven and a half hours later, or so, I woke up again. Man, there is nothing that will totally fuck up your sleep schedule as much as waking up at three thirty in the afternoon. On the plus side, I do feel particularly well rested.

Once awake, I stumbled downstairs, got food, remembered that I had been invited to xalolo's for gaming, went "Shit yes!", put on clothes, and walked to Harvard Square so I could catch a bus to his place.

...and waited. For a really frigging long time. Rarrrrrr.

EVENTUALLY the bus showed up, and I went over, and said hullo to Chris (xalolo) and to Nathan (Lab Rabbit with pretty hair) and to other assorted people, and wound up getting sucked into a game of "Covert Action", which is an pretty good game with a terrible winning mechanism. Like, "Planet Hollywood" terrible, only *worse*.

Played a couple rounds of Sixis, which is currently in beta, and I got to play a bunch of when I went and worked for Chris a couple weekends ago. It's interesting to play it as a team game instead of a two person game. I'd like to try it with three sometime now.

Played a game of "Blue Moon City" which is a suprisingly fun "God, this is the sort of game I hate, isn't it?" game. Part of that may have been that it takes about 20-40 minutes to play. Still though, I may have to accept that strategy/thinking games are not inherently evil.

(Totally unrelated note: WANT ICEHOUSE. WANT PLAY! Who's in Boston and willing to play with me? *whines*)

And then we played a million zillion rounds of RockBand, because it is the greatest video game ever. I no longer suck at the drums part on medium for "Foreplay/Long time".

Annnnnnnnnd I'm out. Class soon. I may wish to eat something. Hmm, maybe I should curl up in a corner and read. I haven't done too much of that lately.

~Sor
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1: From "Girls are not to be trusted" by Derrick Comedy. It's a pretty hilarious sketch, visuals are SFW, audio is decidedly *not*.

Just got back from Lauren and Emily's room, where the three of us watched Dogma, with Emily's boyfriend, Ty. It was...dunno. I'm not sure if I'm just especially impressionable right now or what, but my brain is in think-mode, which means there may be a faithpost in the works.

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Grace and I both leave home at about noon tomorrow to go to our respective Thanksgiving bashes. Before that point, I need to pack and clean my room. More todo:

Packing: Charge Jackie (my new ipod), sync Jackie, charge Serenity, pack Newsies hat, pack devilboxen (my cellphone)'s charger, pack clothes into a smallish bag, leave space to aquire shite, pack Junglespeed, pack Fluxx, pack decks of cards, write down list in my packingnotebook, take pictures of my flowers before they die, turn off the powerstrip, move library books away from the heater.

Cleaning: Clean off desk, get all laundry into the baskets, take out trash, take out recycling, vaccum when Grace isn't looking, make sure there is no foodstuffs in my room besides oatmeal and halloween candy, wash dishes. Clean room in general.

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Periods suck, bleeding sucks, cramps suck, ibprofen *rocks*

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Lauren, Emily, and I played games for an hour or so before going moviewatching --we played three rounds of Fluxx, which we each won once, a bunch of rounds of Junglespeed, which I mostly won, and a handful of rounds of James Bond, which I won most of. I need to force these girls to play more Junglespeed with me, and more importantly, teach more people to play, so we can get better games going. Veronica, come visit and play games with us!!

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Bethity Beth is totally wonderful, and really really cute when she goes all squee-ey. She gets to see her boyfriend tonight, which I'm hella jealous of. I wanna see *my* boyfriend. *pouts*

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My chanchito is not actually lucky, I suspect. Little bastard. I am of two minds of what to do with him in regards to my luck-cat, who IS lucky, and has made it so I have never been in an airline crash. (Seriously, she rides with me in my pocket every time, and I am kept totally safe) Half of me wants to let the two hang out together, and see if her luck rubs off on him; the other half wants me to keep them faaaar apart so his luck does not taint hers.

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I have an orange lily! Heather gave it to me after the play.

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I suspect that I am not hungry for dinner because I had pretzels with frosting at the twins house. I am really quite glad that I am going to have five days of being forced to eat real food at regular times. I don't know what will become of me.

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All for now. *hugs!*

~Sor
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It is almost time for me to find a small bag and put into it a toothbrush, a hairbrush, and a change of clothes and just leave it at Lauren and Emily's house.

I think me and Dominik left their room at about...two? A little after? And then the four of us stood on D's porch for another half hour after that, and chatted. Yeeeeah, sleeping over is simpler.

Hopefully, there will be RHPS on Saturday. Because GODDAMN, I'm doomed about taking these kids virginity. Srsly, like every single week I tried something came up. We'll see.

But it was pretty much awesome last night. Dominik was working on a paper, Lauren was reading mad magazine (Omg, heart! Also: The white spy won, CLEARLY PROVING that he is better then the black spy), Emily was reading a book for class, and I was novelling. It was nice to just be sortof semi-focused and quiet and with friends. Yeah.

Also, as mom so brilliantly pointed out, their initials are L, E, and D. LED! Like a light!! HA!!

My mom is no longer allowed to make jokes at two in the morning. *grin*

Soyeah, that's life. OH! I SAW A RACCOON! There were these two HUGE raccoons in their backyard last night. It was pretty much awesome. Also: raccoons are suprisingly fat. Possibly, they were getting ready for hibernating. Damned if I know.

Annnnnnd, I'm out. Novel is going not heinously. Working title is "Loose Ends" since I've tossed another charecter into the mix, one that I wrote some story for in middle schoolish. I actually have her source material, back in the room, but I'm pretty much completely changing it. Things still in common: She's the best friend and first mate to a cat-anthro pirate captain. While I haven't actually dragged Andrew (aformentioned pirate) back into the story, he'll show up soon, and I expect that his additude will be greatly unchanged from his source. We'll see.

Soyeah. I'm happy with it. Granted, the entirity of Loose Ends is about 3000 words, so I'm a *little* bit behind (only...11k words or so!) but it'll be good. I will write like a write-fiend at play rehersal or something, and eventually, I will COMPLETE MY NOVEL AND WIN! I will, damnit!

Speaking of WriMo, who else is doing it this year? I know Kittiekattie, Katters, Inspy, and Ria are, but anyone else?

Sor out

So, the sox won the world series. Woo!!

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In other news, I just watched Saw with Lauren and Emily. s;oighsrughgsorh. Yeah.

It does have Westley in it. Westley is good.

Proper review to show up at roughly the same time as my Haunted review. Hell, I could do 'em as a pair.

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...Tonight is going to be a night of dr0nken idiots. God bless eight o'clock classes. Shit.

There's a haiku in there somewhere... Red Sox win series / Lesley dumbasses go wild / Fuck man, let me sleep!

~Sor
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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
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Today was the wandering around day --everyone either wound up walking the freedom trail, doing some sort of community service, or (what I chose) having a "Day of the Arts" which meant we went to a couple of spifty museums.

Also, the pinnicle of spiftyness today is that my student ID can get me into the Museum of Fine Arts for free. Score!

The first museum, the Isabella Stewart Gardner Musuem, was basically this huge old house filled with art. Apparently this eccentric and obscenely rich woman bought all this art and filled her house with it, and then, in her will, made a provision that none of the works she had installed could be replaced. I just wish I had that much money to decorate with --it almost looked like something out of the sims!

We didn't get a lot of time to poke around the MFA, but as it costs only $2.40 for the subway fare (I have a CharlieCard now!) I'll probably go back. The absolute coolest thing I found was this scrolling LED installation, that scrolled different messages from this womans work. She apparently wrote these books that were collections of slogans or something, and the LED thing ran a sixty minute loop of these messages. I walked away from it feeling particularily shaken --It all felt very much like I was recieving subliminal messages. Sometime when I've got a spare couple of hours, I may go back and watch the whole loop.

I rode home with the twins, Madeline, and newfriend Jess. We skipped the Harvard Square stop, where everyone was getting off, so that we could go down to Porter Square and poke around Porter Exchange some more. We wandered into this awesome Japanese grocery store (Which sells pocky, which I'm sure will make SOMEONE on my friendslist happy) and attempted to get lost in the basement.

We meandered home, slinking in and out of a Hollywood Video and History, which is a vintage clothes store. History has the GREATEST pair of Union Jack pumps in the window --of course, they cost something like $180. *sigh*

And, I mean, I don't like shoes. But they're really cute.

I left them reading books in there so I could go get my final transcript and bring it back to Porter Exchange. I stopped to slack on Seren a bit, and caught Magus being bored. Being as he promsed me ice cream, the two of us agreed to meet up at Porter Exchange and wander around Cambridge some.

blabla, boring transcript stuff, met up with Magus, who has a far superior photojournalists vest (Although his doesn't have romantic backstory, I suspect) and the two of us wandered around Mass ave and Porter/Davies Square, and got ice cream at this little store in Davies Square that I have totally forgotten the name of. >.<

Eventually, we wandered back to his place so I could meet his housemates, which was nice and only a little bit "...so...yeeeeeeah." The three of them walked me back to Porter Square station and ran off on the T to go to some dinner party, and I wandered my way home. (Dun worry --it was still light out. I totally wasn't raped.)

Then I came home and slacked online for something like an hour and a half now. Yepyep.

Tomorrows grand schemes involve not having to go to any classes, meeting Jarne around twoish (So if I get kidnapped, Raped, and Murdered, you'll know why. Because, to quote him :
"Me.
The short, wimpy rapist.
Who rapes people.
In bookstores in the middle of the day.
That would be impressive, actually."

(Yay for choosing big full bookstores to meet internet people in.)

Around sixish, I'm going to abandon him (if we haven't parted ways sooner) and meet up with the Bawston Dave and Diane for dinners.

And then I will go sleep more and have classes the next day.

I'm out

~Sor
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Quote of the Day: "Excuse me, child. Are you from the internet? "I'm an internet predator, y'see. I can only rape you if you're from the internet." --Jarne

Quote of the Yesterday: "The only dance I do is proceeded by the word 'chicken'"
--...Heather? One of the otaku girls.

I'm not as cool as Tho, so it's not all charty and colourful. But it is a schedule, with times and everything.

So. ( Schedule! )

I also did a nice wander down to the bookstore (to find out how much poorer I'm about to become) with Madeline, who is the only person I kept any kind of contact with from orientation to now. She is quite nice. While there, we met up with a pair of twins (Lauren and Emily) and the four of us wandered into this little Japanese stuff shop. Which sells origami paper.

See above notes about being poor. *sigh*

And I mean, I brought a WHOLE FRIGGING BOX of origami paper. I have PLENTY! But still. More!

Yeah, that's life. Oh, I lucked out on the class thing --class is supposed to start on Wednesday, at 1. Because all my classes end before noon, I have the day off. Woo! So I might go visiting people then or something.

Annnnnnnnd yeah. Sorry I've been posting so much --I just don't quite have the hang of this whole "making new friends and doing stuff with them" thing.

~Sor
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(Also, I'll get pictures up of my world eventually, I swear! I actually really like my dorm room. And the showers here? INcredible!)