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Scheduled Goals for today:

*Eat breakfast, brush teeth and hair, read my comics, the usual morning stuff.

*Round about 11ish, head over to Laura's to work on our teaching schedule and dance programs for the next two months at SCD Cambridge Class (Come dance with us!).

*Get to the Harvard Bridge ideally around 1ish, but defnitely before 2 in order to watch the MIT Moving Day Charles Crossing Competition, which sounds like it's going to be super entertaining. Also to potentially hang out with Eric, who is my work bestie's bff and a generally good dude. He does not have a value label¹ yet.

*In the late afternoon to evening, go hang out with my sir for a date because we haven't had one in weeks and weeks and I need company right now.

*Ignore every one of the eighty-seven party invites I've gotten (what the hell this weekend?) because again, date with sir. Who is my best friend. And who I haven't gotten good snuggle time in forever. Which I really really fucking need.

Unscheduled Goals for today/this weekend:

*Wash my hair, oh gods, it needs it so bad.

*Maybe go to REI and run REI errands like obtaining rain pants and more/better panniers?

*Yesterday I went through Schoolspring and found 8(ish) job postings that sound like they wouldn't completely suck, now I need to actually apply for all of them. My depressed goal is to see if I can get to 40 applications before I hear back from any of them, my realistic goal is to average one application per week until I get hired or take up substituting again.

Yeah, I'm gonna be really kinda dark about this for a while. I'm feeling rejected and inadequate, and like I'm not actually good enough for my chosen career field. I loved my workplace, I loved so much about it and I feel heartbroken that they don't want me to stay.

*Grade the last class worth of tests I have. Prep for Monday. Outline the week/week-half courselet I promised my 11th graders about necessary math for the real world. Remember that just because I'm not coming back is no excuse to either burn this professional bridge or deny my girls a good education.

*I'd say clean my room, but this is another weekend where I'm going to be staying largely out of the house, and so that's really just not happening. I will try and build in some tiny, inadequate, 20/10s over the coming week, but of course that's not going to happen.

Good plan, self.

~Sor
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1: See, in high school there was Light Eric and Dark Eric, and it would've just ended there and not been a funny joke if I hadn't gone away to Boston and met an Eric who was *already* labeled as Darker! Like, I didn't even have to assign it to him! So this Eric needs to be put onto the lightness spectrum somewhere.

A year ago today, it was 2008, and I wrote a pretty decent essay on friendship privileges. If your name is macaroniandtuna, didn't you promise to give me thoughts like...eleven and a half months ago or something?

The actual posting of that one involved little bits and pieces of drama that I don't feel like going into. And when I originally wrote it, I will admit there was a little bit of a "HINT HINT!" involved for someone certain, which I so got past by the time I posted it. I try very hard not to hint hint people in my livejournal.

(Okay, really, I just try very hard not to hint hint people. If I want a relationship, I should be man² enough to ask the damn person if there's any hope for us. It's amazing what a little bit of communication will do.)

I was pretty happy with the writing of that one, though, and since I think at least half of the goal of this project is to find really good things that I've written and bring them back to public attention, go read!.

~Sor
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((OH! Also, twenty one years ago today it was 1988, and muzikmaker21 was born. I didn't bother blagging about this at the time, which was a massive oversight. Sorry dude. Have a good birthday, 'k brotherfather?))

1: I have the nasty habit of being dumped by boys I'm not dating. I'm pretty sure it's happened three, maybe even four times now.³

2: Woman enough, awesome enough, fuck, I don't know. It's just the way I talk, I talk kinda misogynistic, okay? I don't like it either.

3: Ahahahaha, notetoself, if you're going to decide to delete a part of the entry you're writing, delete the relevant footnotes as well. Although this one amuses me. Consider it your Fun Sorcy Fact of the day or something.

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.

Blabla, choose 13 names, blabla, answer some questions.

1) artemisfowl2nd
2) ksatyr
3) drama_angel3189
4) werewulf
5) thorog
6) jestingly_yours
7) thru_violets
8) kdsorceress
9) shadowcaptain
10) sonsashi
11) macaroniandtuna
12) marcmagus
13) shield_toad111

( Haha, meme's are totally not equal to what I SHOULD be doing right now. )

Uhmyeah. Now is the time when I should be typing up notes and information for the Lesley University Chaos Club, which I may or may not be starting.

Also, what the fuck does "pompus telks" mean? Because I appear to have written that on my arm as a note for myself for something for the LUCC to do, and it makes NO SENSE AT ALL, OHMAN.

~Sor
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By the way, this Ctrl-Alt-Del doesn't even need context to make me giggle

So, I am less peeved at Eric. But STILL! Last year, he had his icon ready and warning people starting in MARCH! *growls* This is, after all, one of the best holidays in the entire year.

I will try and get a picture of me in my pantsless state for you heathens. I am wearing boxers! With sharks!! They are quite cute, although they don't fit me quite right since they were intended for boys. Stupid boys.

Life is fair good. I am reading The Moon is a Harsh Mistress, and it's QUITE good. I'm maybe 5/8ths through, and it was all I could do today to not spend every second reading it, and subsequently get it taken away.

My voice has gone quite suddenly scratchy. NOOOO! Evil cold, you were supposed to LEAVE THIS PLACE! Not stick around and get WORSE!!

...Yeah, that's life. Oh! I brushed my hair out all the way today, which was important, since I haven't in entierly too long (I have no interest in my hair...a waste, I know) And so V played with it during fourth! It's currently loose, with a single braid going down the middle. I like it, besides the obvious hatread that comes from wearing my hair down. Even if it's not the parts that get in my face.

Rocky Horror tomorrow! If I remember, I shall snatch the thoughts on RHPS I wrote in my freewrite/letter to Kat and post them here.

ednoria just arrived! Time to go Koob-sit! Later, cat's and kittens!!

~Sor
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Original Tags: rhps, no pants day, babysitting, hair, life, books

I still exist.

Just got back from listening to the band kids. I am deeply sad about the fact that haveasuperday is leaving, because I LOVE BETH! Because she is amazingly wonderful.

I've got another year with most of the rest of them though! So that's good anyways.

I also realized that I miss macaroniandtuna a lot. I think it had something to do with the fact that the last band concert I attended was with him. I dunno. Come home soon!

Kat deah...he is

Well yeah, I know that. But it sounds so much more dramatic and wistful if I pretend he isn't.

...With all due respect: *headdesks repeatedly*

Offense taken! I'll beat you up later.

Other stuff...I'm mek-deprived. I haven't gotten to talk to him for any serious amount of time, for entierly too long. Although it does really amuse me that he and Satyr (Satyr and him?) have friended each other. I love elljay linking, it makes me a happy Kat.

Kung-fu has left me sore. :( Although, I am definently improving! And Sifu complimented my Jiu Sau, so yay for that!

...Dude, the packet of random stuff including all the cantonese we use in class is SO much more comprehensible then it was....eight? months ago. Augustish, methinks.

Heh, it was great, Mel looks at me and goes "Kat, why are you wearing Josh's kung-fu shirt?" Evil secret twins for the win!

I should go sleep now, especially as I am dyingcold-ridden. Ta, kids!

~Sor
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P.S: Rocky Horror this Saturday at University of Maryland (College Park)'s Hoff Theater, at, of course, Midnight. I will certainly be there, as will shadowcaptain and Allyson and AJ. You lot should all come and hang out.

...No, I'm not obsessed. ...much.

Bytheway, Kev, you owe me pictures! I DEMAND PICTURES!! Mostly because, if you're going to have THAT MUCH potential blackmail on me, I want copies too!

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( Random quiz-question-thing...I'm bored, and flirting can only take up so much of my time )

Woo.

My life hasn't been very eventful lately. But hey, tomorrows a half day! And Friday's off, and me and Aly are going to (hopefully) harass Flinx!

I need to clean out my 1KBWC deck...

~Sor
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( Meme. Lots of questions. That is all. )

~Sor
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Because nothing ever happens in my life.

Besides Eric going home and making life less confusing. Oh, and Chris hanging out hereabouts. And seeing Charlie the Unicorn.

I'm definently in the market for a "shuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunn" avatar if anyone talented out there is up to it.

( And now! The Memealige!! )

Well, that was fun.

I should write my own meme. The first question would clearly have to be "What book would you like to be killed with". Since this is one of the things me and Chris talked about.

~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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