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I've been fighting off a sense of gloom these past few days, not aided by the fact that I keep being invited to fun stuff on the days where I am working. It really *really* sucks having to work during the day of most weekends. Were it not for that, I would be going to the zoo with a whole heap of the Balticon kids (Sonya, Celes, Aaron, Ian, ee!) and going to Busch Gardens on Saturday with Jannyblue.

*shakes fist at the jo...ooo, a new shiny paychecque!*

~Sor
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THOUGHTS WHILE PACKING:

1548:

Man, my folder of worship is getting *awesomely* full. One Comedity print, original art by Randy Milholland, Randall Munroe, and Jeph Jacques, a random commision of a dinosaur I bought at AnimeBoston, Hiro's milk mustache ad, the picture of me that Dominik used as a print for his portfolio, and my still alive index cards.

And that's not counting the Maryland folder of worship which contains an obscene amount of KattersArt, and my original sluggy art.

(For reference, the folder of worship is basically full of everything that goes on the wall of worship. So, not real posters, but Other Cool Things. I should put the ST article I ripped out of a magazine in there too.)


1557: Dude, that's James Bond? What the hell is James Bond music doing in my iTun...ohyeah. Thanks Talia!

1636: Unrelatedly to anything (I'm fine today, just a little stressed out) I find it really interesting that, one of the things I do when I'm trying really hard not to start crying in public, is to begin seeing how much of the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy I can recite.

Granted, this somehow backfires as I originally began to learn hitchhikers as a self-masochistic way to illustrate the 2718.89 miles between me and my clone, and if I think too hard about that I'll be depressed, but still, just as a "shit shit I need to distract myself from everything in real life" it works like a charm.

1925: ...Ohyeah, I was working on this. Well, I mean, Ria was all "doof?" and dhs was all "I'll bribe you to come to Diesel with the offer of giving back your clothes" and so I went and got dinner with Ria and Mando (who recently dyed his hair BLUE and so now looks not unlike a character of mine) and then went to Diesel where I stayed for like...an hour or something. On the wicked plus side, I was finally properly/formally introduced to sunspiral, which is exciting. *adds him as a friend*

Now all I need to do is properly meet Cthulia and I'll be able to officially consider myself a Boston based fen.

2137: Did I really just spend the last two hours reorganizing my friends lists, again? Fuck. Me.

2224: You know what I want to know? I want to know how long it would've taken me to meet and become friends with Janny without the sluggy.net link. I think the only other person on my friends list who I could say pretty confidentally that I would meet without however I met them having happened is dan4th. And maybe very vaguely possibly Magus, but only insomuch I would've started to meet him at Balticon '06 rather than Origins '04

I'm attempting to clean out my gmail inbox, ie, archiving everything I'm done with. I had 1209 messages from 2008 sitting in my inbox waiting to be archived and about 4500 overall, I am *hilariously* bad at this, and not just because of the several hundred comment threads of doom I'm ignoring with mek.

OH! And I might be going to GenCon this year!! Mom's going, and if I can get the time off from wherever I will be working, there was an implication of me being able to booth babe for Joan. :D!

2237: So, something Tristan asked me right when we found out we were both virgos¹ was "So what's your neurosis?" I can't remember exactly what I answered --almost certainly my default compulsion, the fact that I clean my glasses overly often, and every single time I ever get into a conversation about OCD or neuroses. *speaking of which, cleans 'em now. Sigh*

But I think my current big one is the neck thing. I hate hate HATE having my neck touched, it freaks me out. Occasionally, I'll just freak out about the fact that I have a neck for no good damn reason which pisses me off, especially when I get the "ohgodohgod, need to have nothing near my neck, RIGHT NOW" Necklaces and collars I can take off. T-shirts are harder. Skin is impossible.

I was idly thinking about this, and about the fact that, when doing the cuddling/petting/caressing fan situation that I seem to find myself in a lot, if someone gets their hands too close to my neck, I will invariably move their hands down.

At some point, I am going to inadvertently move their hands down to far and accidentally cause someone to grope me. Stupid fucking neuroses.

2301: Oh, bitches!! So, I'm looking at my class schedule, and the creative writing class I really wanted to take because hey --Sorcy likes creative writing!-- takes place on Thursdays. From 6:45 to 9:15 PM.

Yeah, when is Concord based contra again? What's that? Exactly that time? What the fuck Belanie. What the fuck.

(So now I have to decide if I'm going to try and find another class to take instead or if I'm just going to not start doing contra up here until next January --I suspect one of the deciding factors in which I choose will be how much contra I get in over the summer.

Still though. Bitches.

0019: QUOTE OF THE DAY:

JoshZed:
this is more of the strong evidence that I'm really a 1 on the Kinsey scale
or close to it
I mean, if Randall doesn't do it for me, who will?

(Good lord, has the concept of sexing up Randall Munroe become a *theme* in my livejournal? That's either terrifying or awesome.)

Also, I am amused that I started this as 'thoughts while packing' and haven't actually packed anything in seven hours or so.

0101:

NEW Quote of the Day!

"Do I want to know why you are interested in my lovelife?"
"Because human interactions of all sort fascinate me."
"Any sort of interaction is fascinating if it involves cherry-flavored lube!"
[Immediate follow-up comment] "...........I did not just type that.........."

0112:

OHMYGOD.

Does the world love me? I don't actually know. But the world might!

But...not being at movie night.

But Satanic motherfucking Mechanics!

Ohhhh, I should not be forced to have decisions like this...

0222: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, Sor? Fuck you. Go do your paper. Like...now. Just because you know damn well you're not going to be sleeping tonight is no reason to not get the paper done early.

P.S: What is your plan, to sleep on the floor or something eventually? You're incredibly fucking stupid, I hope you're aware of that. Also, a week of sleep-dep? What makes you think you'll even be able to potentially *begin* to make it to Rocky? Yeah, that's what I thought. Tell your terminal optimism to fuck off.

Allfornow

~Sor
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1: heh, I almost wrote that as 'virgins'. Oops.

Although, apparently early in the morning I'm either more tactful, or too tired to be angry at people.

Yeah. Sor is up at three in the god's be damned morning. Rather against her will, I'm afraid.

Being a girl BITES! You boys don't realize how lucky you have it.

On the plus side, it is post Balticon, so my body can behave itself ocassionally. How much you wanna bet I start bleeding as soon as I get into London? Please don't answer that -I'm an optimist. I'd like to *pretend* the odds are in my favour, even if they're not.

Seven girls and four adults, half of whom will be PMSing at one point or another, I suspect. Oh dear Lord, I've signed onto a nightmare. Blah.

You know what sucks? Finding midol and taking hot baths and roaming around have waken me up, not to mention google-serching how to make a hot pad out of things I might have in my pantry (thus far unsucessful)

Oh wait, apparently rice works. Hmmm, does anyone know if plastic baggies explode if you put them in the nukerwave? Maybe I should find a dicebag. Let's go see if we can wrangle one of those.

Oh right, and the above sucks because I really, REALLY can't justify going back to sleep. Hear me out on this one before you give me your dissaproving looks, mom. If I go back to sleep at this point, I will be impossible to wake up, and fairly groggy and tired. If I make the push, however, and just stay awake until school and then do a regular day, I will end up tiredish at the end of it, but I'll be awake and presumably ready when Veronica shows up. A unique and interesting concept, I know.

I wanna try polyphasic sleep. Except it'd be virtually impossible for me to pull off, what with SCHOOL and not being able to sleep in the middle of that. I'd try it during the summer, but it'd be a bitch to have to readapt to monophasic when school started again, and I don't think I could pull it off in London. (Scratch that...I know I couldn't pull it off London-side) So if I was going to flirt with the idea, I'd have to start whenever it is I start college.

Which is not going to be soon.

Should I be turning this into two entries? Probably, but in all truth I don't care. It's amazing about how much I don't care about things right now. Early morning is a very selfish time.

Midol is the best invention in the world, however. Also, it is impressive how much more awake one feels when one gets dressed in real clothes. Nightgowns are nice, but have that whole restful quality to them. Real clothes are much better.

I wonder how I'm going to explain awake to Dad. Mum will be easy enough to deal with, until she reads this entry (And I'm far too lazy to make an 'everyone but my mother' filter) but dad is not used to having strange teenagers be in his house. Well, awake in his house. Especially not me.

I should go work on my lovely little Balticon report. All manner of stuff has made it in there, and mek is going to kill me, but that's ok. I can ressurect myself, that's the fun thing about being a sorceress.

I will go ahead and say that favorite people of the weekend (Besides Larry and Sue for bringing me --THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!) are probably marcmagus and jannyblue. Mostly because I really wasn't expecting either of them, and they both pleased me no end pretty much just by existing. So yay for them.

Ooo, internet's working. I should go investigate finding that thing. Yeah. *waves hand vaguely* I'll tell you lot later, unless I forget, which is entirely likely.

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Dude. A three hour stream of conciousness elljay update done when I'm too tired to think very rationally is probably cruel. But wouldn't it be lovely fun? This is why I don't advise asking what I'm thinking at any given moment -I'm odd enough to tell you. And unlike some people, I fund it impossible to turn off my thoughtstream, or even really to limit it. Which leads to babbling, and ocassionally, nervous breakdowns. But that only happened once.

Right, archive trawling. Back shortly.

Oh wow, I didn't say anything NEARLY as embaressing as I expected to in my post-origins report. I must have saved all the swooning for the private journals. Is it possible that little old froshman me knew the first rule of online blogging, namely, always assume that the person who you least want to read anything, will?

Actually, I think she knew it better then I do these days. So, I am just more trusting, or do I have better secrets to share? Maybe I'm fracturing the walls some.

Of course, then something like the recent fiasco with whatshisname occurs, and I go back and add another layer of cement to the top. (And before you ask, no, I do know exactly what whatshisname's name is, I just don't feel like telling *you*. See above notes on assuming that the person you want least to read, is.)

I like my walls. *runs hand over them affectionately* Which apparently I can do, as there now seems to be a rather three dimensional map of my brain in the lounge. That's new.

*looks around*

Her pit seems to have dissapeared as well, which is very very nice. I can definently deal with Her not being lurking so much, and Her recent proximity to Hyde was making me nervous. Even if he's been very quiet lately.

Really, they all have. Maybe it's just that I haven't talked to Aren and the boys in a while -they all florished when I was regularly chatting with her. Although, it tends to be a bit...dramatic therabouts.

'sok, it tends to be a bit dramatic hereabouts, too. Even discounting all the lovely voices in my head, my life is...exciting. Interesting, perhaps. Ah, a Shin'a'in curse, "May your life be interesting." Provided I'm remembering right, of course.

...did I spell that right? *Googles*

Oo, I did! Ha, shows that my lovely Myste Lackey obsession hasn't COMPLETELY died out. I should reread some of those again, especially the ones I've only ever read once.

You know what are fun? Nancy buttons, which are rather too pretty, and damn they STOLE MY MIND! (Not to mention far too much of my money) I'm currently wearing my "sneak sneak sneak sneak sneak sneak sneak POUNCE!" and my "Free Hugs" buttons, because they're still attached to my hat. I should probably DETACH all the other ones that are living on my piratecoat or my bag, but meh. Too lazy. Plus, the dangers of the internets (ie, people I enjoy chatting with) have stolen my brain again. Curse them all!

Well, actually don't. I do, after all, rather like both mek and Marc, and them being cursed is bad.

I'm going to go work on my conreport some. Mostly because I'm now rational enough to do so.

*isback* Not that it really matters on elljay, it's all sort of blendy and timeless. It's almost like a time machine!

I should go out and watch the sunrise. I don't think it's started yet though, so I can't. I should at least keep track of it though.

Talking to people is most excellent. I like people. Of course, I can't talk to people AND have a thoughtstream going at the same time, so yeah. Or rather, I can, I just can't write it down.

Oh wow, y'know what I haven't done in a while? I haven't trawled the What's New page at Snopes in a while. Back shortly...

Well, not shortly. And carp, I missed the sunrise. Bah.

I should go start getting ready for school. Shoes, and whatnot. See you cats and kittens later!

~Sor
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First off, I was tagged by Aren. Eek?

Five things I can be bribed with:

1) New Cat and Mouse comics. Although not nessecarily to the point where I'll send presents or anything, although I will certainly be good. Or something.

2) Sugar. I am a sugar-whore. This is a bad thing.

3) Men in Kilts. Because they are hot. And that makes me silly and easily impressionable.

4) Dancing. If you take me out dancing, I will love you forever. Need my secrets? Sure, where's the nearest ballroom?

5) Friendship.

Tagging....artemisfowl2nd, macaroniandtuna, drama_angel3189, jarne, and heptadecagram.

Stolen from Alex:
Say 20 things to different people that you have never told them; they can be 20 different people, or only a few. Don't say who each one is for.

1) You are SO frustrating. Gyuh. Something about you is just too damn wonderful, you cocky wanker. Makes me want to dump my gal at times...
2) Honestly? I know there has to have been a time before I ever met you. But it just doesn't register in my memory banks. I have always known you, and I always will. It's part of who we are.
3) You're so different from me, and yet I still want to grow up to be just like you.
4) It's weird, you tend to be such an evil person at times, but I love you so much. Because you are just SO DAMN COOL! And yes, I think you should be nicer sometimes, but at the same time...it's a huge part of your charm.
5) I miss you. You were a big part of my life last year, and now you're gone. Theres no one left to fight with anymore...
6) You drive too fast. But it's fun, and you at least seem to know what you're doing, so I forgive you. And no, this isn't towards you, Paulyanne...
7) You have horrid taste in women. Out of the last few girlfriends you've had that I know, I only like one of them. Two of the others were sluts and the third...I'm still reserving judgement. But she's a relationship-breaker. And that pisses me off.
8) I hate that I can name more boys then I can count on one hand who have had crushes on you. Especially when we get to the fact that so many of them I wanted too.
9) I love you. I know I don't always succeed in showing it, but I really do think you're an utterly amazing person. And I love you JUST the way you are.
10) I should have kissed you properly at New Years...It's an interesting What-If to ponder in my lonlier hours...
11) I've been thinking about you (about us) a lot lately. Reading old writings, remembering old dreams. Strangly, I'm not bitter. I've released myself from your maze.
12) I have yet to hear you take back your statement that homosexuality in any form is untolerable. You cannot truly be considerd a friend until that happens.
13) Wanna shag?
14) Of course I try and cover you up. I'm a prude. But really, i just admire your confidence to be so open about your body and who you are.
15) I have fallen back in love with you, and that is the best feeling in the world.
16) I say many things to you, but I don't think you hear. I dream of a day when you can respond. I know your parents do too.
17) I don't think you realize how utterly awesome that one night was, or why. Ever feel completely loved and wanted? Yeah, that was it.
18) You will be hugged when we meet, whether you like it or not. Gottit?
19) I have never forgiven you for that, and I doubt I ever will. You just don't (didn't?) get how GODDAMN MUCH my planet means to me.
20) I thank whatever beings that are out there that I have you. Very few people are this lucky.

~Sor
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UGH!! You hit a pet peeve of mine, children, and how they're raised today. Besides the paranoia parents hammer into the kids, and the "you must always be perfectly clean" ideal, (which I'm sorry, but unless you don't want your child to be locked in the house with nothing staining 24/7, isn't happening.) theres the idea that kids have to do everything! When do we ever get a chance to just be a kid?? Playing instruments, sports, theatre, chores, singing, etc, etc, etc! Kids have so many extra-curriculers these days that they hardly have any time for themselves!! Especially sports, there are so many practices that you just HAVE to be there for, and if you're not, they can kick you off! What the hell is up with that?!?!

Even worst then how some parents raise children is parents who don't though! People who don't really care enough about their children to keep them seeing movies that are bad for them, or give them a set allowence or curfew, or punish them! Those people are FREAKING ASSHOLES!! If you want you're kids to grow up cool (like me) then for God's sakes, take care of them! Teach them, punish them, DISIPLINE them!!

Kids today get NO disipline! You can't spank them, you can't do anything that may seem like you're "neglecting" them, you can hardly punish them, and then you complain about how they have no respect for authority! Of COURSE they don't, theres nothing authority can do to them!

God, I hate people...

~Sorceress

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Janny brought up a good point. Where DID you find my LJ? I expect in a few cases it was me telling it to you, but I know mom found mine somewhere in between my first and second posts, without me ever letting her know, soo...

~Sorceress/Kat

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THANK YOU JANNY!!!!!!!!!!!*Hugs*

I got my Elfquest figures from Janny and they are so awesomely cool looking and I love them and THANK YOU!!

*gives Janny two magic cookies*

I shall report on DisneyWorld at a later date.

~Sorceress

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