Homesick.

Jan. 15th, 2009 10:57 am
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It's strange. I find that, less than two hours before I need to get to the airport to catch my flight Home...I don't really want to leave home.

For all I hate Columbia, and all I love Boston, there are people here who I love dearly, and who I never get to see. The internet connection is reliable, the tv watching is good, and I get to drive on occasion.

But most of all...my family is here. And I love them.

I've always had an uncommonly good relationship with each of the members of my family, so the idea of leaving them...well...it's a little tough. Boston's great and all, but there's no mom to take care of, no Aly to harass, no Nik to play games with.

This hasn't really happened before. Maybe it's the fact that I didn't get to say goodbye to Veronica, maybe it's that I spent all yesterday morning with one of the people down here that I count as a Friend1, maybe it's that my period's about to start and so I'm just past crying without any reason, maybe it's that, after this semester, I'll have equal amounts of college in front of and behind me.

In a year, I will be closer to graduating college than high school.

I'm getting older, and I've always known that Columbia is not going to be where I let myself stagnate. DC, Bal'more, anywhere around here just isn't going to cut it either. I want Camberville, and baring that, I want somewhere around there, where I can spend the rest of my life in a place that I love.

I think I've just learned that sometimes, having the people I love matters too.

~Sor
MOOP!

1: Chris, of course. I don't really know that I have all that many Friends. For the sakes of non-drama, I'm not going to try and list them, except perhaps in my head. It doesn't matter, really, I can't much make the distinction. I have friends who I would tell anything to, and Friends who I don't talk to near often enough.
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04042008

So. Yeah.

15 years ago, today, I had to go to the hospital to visit my mommy. (I don't much remember this, but there are a handful of pictures and memories, giving me at least a rough idea of what happened) Once there, I got to say hi to mom, who I hadn't seen in a couple days, and dad, and someone new.

In the subsequent years, that someone new would argue with me, hog the spotlight, make me do all the work when cleaning the basement, and steal my clothes, my friends, and large swarths of my sanity. She would also somehow insist on being taller and thinner than me, better able to make new friends, and drop dead gorgeous to boot. (The bitch!)

But it wasn't all bad. For most of fourteen years, she was around to play barbies and dress-up and pretend with, to draw pictures with, to laugh with and tickle and torment and, on one memorable occasion, drop a container of peanut butter on. And, of course, to be amazingly *unbearably* silly with. And I mean, even when I went off to college and left forever, she was still just a phone call away, to talk, and gossip, and giggle with.

She's the only one who gets what I mean when I say "Burda." or "Ichabod, Ichabod Crane" or "Grass --it's funny!" or "Vending Machines" or "I panicked without thinking" or "Yep, I'm smarter than I let on" or "Ichabod, the Craneinator", or "This is your conscience" or "2123" or "Ahhh, Sustenance!" or...

(And, I mean, hell, she is the only other person who I can communicate to with the lyrics of Adam Ant's "Desperate but not Serious" *grins*)

So yeah. All in all, that someone new turned out to be someone pretty much entirely wicked pissah awesome. And while I still refuse to let her grow up (NO SEX! NO ATTRACTIVE CLOTHING! STOP LOOKING HOT, DAMN YOU!) it's nice to know that she's managing to do so in a reasonably sane fashion.

So yeah. Happy birthday, little sister! You're frigging *fifteen*, when the hell did that happen? I love you lots and lots.

Yer bigolder sister
~Kat
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VERY IMPORTANT:

What should Nik (geetar), Aly (vocals), and I (drums) name our band?

BECAUSE WE HAVE ROCKBAND WOOOOOO!!! \mm/ (< - too much rock for one hand)

In other news, word of the day is "rockblock". It is the rocking out equivilant of 'cockblock'

WOOO!

~Sor
MOOP!

(Have I mentioned that my dad is awesome? My dad is awesome.)

ETA: The three of us decided that our band will be 'Epic Suburbia'. I would still like to know your favourite fictional band names, or what you will call your band.

My next band will be called "Raptors! In the Ballroom" Yes, I swiped the styling from panic! at the disco. But it's better, because it has *raptors*. And *ballrooms*.
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(((And no, you didn't miss part 1 --I haven't posted it yet.)))

Bowling with Santa

Bowling with Santa is awesome. It really really is. Basically, the bowling alley that mom goes to for her league offers some reasonable bargain for two games of bowling, shoes, hotdog, soda, and getting to see Santa. We've been going since roughly '98 or so, and it's terribly fun, especially as Santa remembers us, because he is a really awesome guy. (But you all knew that, didn't you?)

This year was the five of us in the family, [livejournal.com profile] aramintamd and her two daughters, and [livejournal.com profile] lonebear and [livejournal.com profile] giraffeaholic, which meant we had an even split between the adults and the kids. Seeing as us kids had bumpers, to keep our balls out of the gutter, it was a pretty even match, which was good. The first game, everyone just played at a reasonable level (except mom who had an epicfail game --I actually beat her) but by the second game, the youngest of Araminta's had dropped out, and Aly had gone all "bleeh" and was done, which meant that I was bowling for three people. Which is killer fun, let me tell you, especially if you don't take yourself seriously.

By the second half, Aly had come back in, and the two of us got a little bit...hyper about the bowling. We spent the last three frames throwing the balls down the alley together, and just being goofy. Which is totally fun --Aly and I have always been good about getting really silly together and screwing around.

And yeah. Yay bowling. Santa came by, of course, and I told him that I wanted RockBand and more suspenders* and 'stuff like that'. He gave us candy canes, because Santa is just a generally cool guy like that. Me and Aly spent a lot of our not-bowling time in each others laps, chatting. I danced with both of Araminta's daughters, and with Koob (who came by to visit) and Aly, a little. General mayhem and all that.

I really like my family.

~Sor
MOOP!

*My suspenders are *awesome* They are (debatably) also hott, with two "t's". I bought them yesterday at Commander Salamanders, and they are black, and I have sworn to wear them every day until the end of time because I like them so much. I've already broken that particular promise, however, seeing as I'm not currently wearing them.

My hair *is* still in two braids with bells on the end, so I suppose that's good. Phear the cute?
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Because I think actually asking this to the person I have in mind might get me in trouble, do you or do you not approve of me calling you my cuddlebitch. And no, Eric, you don't get a choice. *evilgrin*

***

I am way too frigging pragmatic for my own good. "Meh, whatever" =/= proper response to...certain...situations. Fucking crypticness. Also, did I say this already? Goddamnit, this is why I originally only wrote in BehindtheWalls when I was off livejournal! I didn't have to worry about remembering what I had and hadn't posted. :P

***

Keira is apparently an older sister, bringing my total up to three. (Keira, WyoMell, and Zaphod Groupie) I'm not entierly sure what the criteria is, but it appears to be something along the lines of "female, awesomer then me, and older then me by no more then fiveish years.

I have a handful of older brothers too, but mostly the criteria there is "I can steal their clothes". There's some additional complications involving flirtation levels and rassling with them (reminds me, it's been forever since me and Josh have gone at it. Le sigh.)

(Take that as you will. I only say this because my mind is all sorts of hella dirty. :D)

***

I have the cutest origami paper ever. It is designed to look like a little bookshelf with books (with the paper being the pages of the books) The whole thing is decorated with little Japanese chibi animals. Eeeee, cute! Photos may very well show up later.

***

Origami is a suprisingly fast way to mellow me out. Primarily, I think it's the fact that, when folding cranes, I can't be doing much else, which means that if I'm alone and folding cranes, I'm not doing anything else but thinking. In addition, it's a repetitive, relaxing thing to do with my hands that *doesn't* involve playing with chains.

That, and there's something *damn* satisfying about turning a piece of paper into a mini sculpture. Especially since I'm still good at making incredibly tiny cranes.

***

Fuck later. You get hella cute pictures of my new origami paper thing NOW! )

In other news, have I mentioned lately that I love having a camera attached to my computer? No longer do I have to go dig up my camera and connect the cord and things if I want to show something neat off to someone! Simply hold up, clicky button, post to flickr, ???, PROFIT!

...Erm. Encyclopedia Dramatica ate my brain?

***

Dude, Another Fine Myth. Comic book. Is there any wrong?

(Besides the forty dollar price tag. WHY MUST MY HOBBIES BE EXPENSIVE?)

Allfornow.

~Sor
MOOP!
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Aly: [walks in behind me to the computer.] So, how was your day?
Me: [because I like dicking with her] Sex.
[Long pause]
Aly: [walks back out to the doorway] Let's try that again. [walks back in] So, how was your day?

~Sor
MOOP!
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It was just a daydream --that's what it felt like, that's what it had to be. Nothing else. And then, at the end of it, I woke up. Daydreams don't let me wake up.

I remember...
the first meeting with the Bad Guy, and realizing that he was totally and completely evil.

Having my nessecary reporter ID card stolen by him, while I was curled up outside his window.

And stealing it back by leaning precariously through the window and grabbing it away before he could stop me. (A very "me" thing to do)

That the bad guy was, at the beginning, Cillian Murphy, only Nik was playing him in this version or something. At the beginning. When the dream was still set in a movie.

And we were in a movie, and I remember telling my assistant (Aly?) to google Cillian Murphy's name, knowing that we'd have to add effects so it only got movie Cillian and not reallife Cillian.

The bad guys assistent, feeling me up. Forcing a kiss. Then later, I went to tell the police, report the pedophilia. Said assistent was playing goalie in the game of whateveritwas, and was actually a ten year old girl. All charges of sexual harassment were dropped, and from the booing of the croud, I figured that I needed to hide.

Miss Bev (A friend of mines mum and my ex math tutor) was there. She was going to help me hide --it's nice to have allies on the side of good. She suggested the best place was back up in my hotel room.

I hated my room. The way the hotel was designed, it was at the very end of a looooong hallway. I had to turn my back to open my door, and somehow, I knew he was watching me. It was no longer a movie.

Fear.

And I joined up with Nathen, and he helped me to get outside. Still predawn, perhaps five in the morning. We determined to hide all the stuff that had been in my backpack --I wasn't going to need it in my Final Battle.

We dumped what I wouldn't need into a paper bag, and found a manhole. We pried it up, but the sewer was too full. So we had to find somewhere else.

We buried it near a tree as the sun rose, me and Nathen in the middle, and more and more people arriving with the dawn. Shayla was definently there -she drew a beautiful marker for the bag, a portrait of me- as was Aly, and many friends of Nathen's.

And before I went off to defeat the badguy or lose my life (And/or virginity? It was a bit unclear as to whether he planned to rape me, kill me, or both) I awoke.

*********

Never have a daydream that isn't.

~Sor
MOOP!
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Lovely joke, from my sister:

"What do you call a religious bird?"
I don't know. What DO you call a religious bird? )

Truly, her wits know no bounds.

~Sor
MOOP!
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"Kat! I was looking in the mirror in the bathroom when it hit me!! I'm just a mini-you!!!"

~Aly, my darling younger sister.

Now she's screaming in horror. Am I that hideous?

~Sor
MOOP!
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Well, considering that I've alredy has one person complain to me that I haven't been updating hereabouts, I figured I should come check in.

Life has been fairly busy, but on the whole, non-exciting. Except for Pirate Feast. Pirate Feast ruled!! There was lots of good food, and music, and trinkets, and dancing. TOTALLY going back next year.

Stuff that's happened since my last update:
Monday...Snow day! Makes me happy!! I went sledding with V's clan, and the sibs, then we all went home. Me and V made Mac&Tuna. (And are now the high priestess's of Macaroni and Tuna-dom, as we won two new converts to the cause -our sisters) Afterwards, we kicked the boys off the TV and us four girls played Halo. Lots of Tanky goodness on...that one level. Where Red Vs Blue takes place. Yeah, that one. Then the sisters bailed, and me and Veronica went and played the city level. I'm highly pleased with myself, I managed to get the soda machine all the way out of the building, and dropped it over the side so it landed in the main middely area. Go me!

...Yes, I'm not a very serious Halo player. Shut up. I speant a large amount of that game throwing things off the walkways overlooking the central area. It's fun!

Tuesday...School. Blek. Kung-fu...less blek, besides doing the Thirty Steps of Death, which is somewhere between Blek and cool. Mostly just ow.

And Kenny is highly cool. I like him. Even if he disposed of his dreads...*tear*

Wednesday...School (Blek) GSA, got chewed out for not showing up to the last few meetings, got deeply frustrated with Tyler and somehow managed to keep from going bitch on her. I'm sorry, but I missed last week because I was activly trying to keep someone from being sad, and yes, I might have missed some meetings because of my own stupid frivolous reasons (I wanted to go home) but in all truth we're not doing anything Aiii! Grr.

And I...No. Stop. *falls silent*

Isn't it nice to know that the screeners in my brain ocassionally work?

Thursday: Aiiiii! day. School (blek), then straight to Therepy-types, where I got in an argument with Miss Debbie about clothes and modesty and showing off my body and stuff like that. She was having difficulty grasping that I don't dress the way I do because I don't like showing off my body (although I do prefer not being oogled). I dress the way I do because I'm sickingingly practical, and having as many pockets as possible is a wonderful thing. Plus, it's more comfertable, and it's nicer to *not* have to worry about leaning forward and showing whoever your talking to a bit more then you intended.

And, MY number one reason for why I don't wear low-cut shirts...I'm short. This means that most people are taller then me, and therefore have to look down to talk to me. Looking down my shirt = bad.

After therepy, straight to UMCP to work concessions at the basketball game in order to gain LondonMonies. Yay for that. It was...interesting. Pretty much a straight jam of people for two hours, and some crazy stress, what with running out of things. I was lucky, I didn't have to deal with any idiots. And afterwards, I got food. Yay that!

Friday: School, home...something. Oh yeah! 'twasn't home, instead, after school on Friday I got to go to Chipoltle with Beth (<3!!), Anne, Jenna, and Chris who is a band kid. That was way fun, and next time I need to remember to bring money/scrip instead of just stealing food from everybody. Afterwards, we went and explored the golf store, and me, Anne, and Beth watched the figure skating boys, and argued about which ones were cute, and which ones were gay.

Then the three of us cool peoples walked home, and did our homework. And played MASH. There was lots of MASH throughout, and poor poor Jenna. *grin*

Babysitting was relitivly normal, then chats, and discussing old embaressing pictures, and discussing weather you prefer to be tied up or do the tying. Clearly that should be a poll.

...I need a paid account again.

Yesterday...quiet, went over to Luna's and played Munchkin and watched this awesome movie called Wasabi. It was in French, but we had subs, so it was all good. And the main actressy girl is ohmygod hot. I had to keep forcfully distracting myself from the TV before I started drooling. Rohan kindly informed me my lesbianness was showing.

Then me and mom went and kidnapped Josh, and the three of us plus Aly got all dolled up and went to PIRATE FEAST! Yes!!

Pirate Feast was far too much fun. Only downside was that there were a few too many people who were a bit too drunk (I had one guy say I was cute and that he had a fetish for my glasses...I politely disentangled myself from THAT conversation, needless to say.) But there was DANCING! And Ahmigawds, I've missed dancing. So that was very happy.

And I learned that the vegan potato soup tasted very good with ham in it. Nicely ironic, too, which is always a tasty thing.

And DUDE! I got to see Amanda(Crazy friend of Bernies, fellow DnDer, and birthday-buddy) there, and she was wearing a loverly corset and looked really awesome.

And then we went home and zzzzzz.

So thats my life. How are you?

~Sor
MOOP!
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Oof.

Took a break from all my lovely physics studying to work on my digital family tree.

Oddly enough, I appear to be done...for now.

Clicky!

It's in my devart account, which I don't aprticularily care for, but what can you do? Ain't it nice?

Notes/FAQ )

I think thats all. Back to Phyzzi!*

~Sor
MOOP!

*Yes I call it Phyzzi. I rename almost all my courses. Math is Maths (proper British way to do it) Physics is Phyzzi, German is Deutsch, English is Englilsh, and Advanced Composition is Ad Comp. Or ocassionally Adie Comp. But thats only when it's being super-cool NaNo characters who can project things into existence and date the wind!
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Recap:

Friday: Went alright, and then I got to babystitting. Oh my. Diane pointed out that DC (Dear Childe) was borderline sick, so if he fell asleep earlier or whatnot I shouldn't worry.

He was asleep when we got home. So, we put him to bed and Diane told me that if he woke up screaming or anything, and seemed to need his Mom (as opposed to this crazy pseudo-mom) to just call her since she was right next door. I was perfectly fine just watching him peacefully. Then he woke up. *headdesks*

I did wind up getting Diane, and she determnined that he prolly had a nightmare or somesuch, since he wasn't feeling as hot/feverish as he was when we put him to bed (hardly any temperature by that point) We wound up chatting for a bit, with Koob just snuggled up against Diane and it was rather nice. I like talking to people.

After she left, DC was his usual bundle of energy, I finally put him to bed 9:30ish and sang to him, and finally got online again around 10:15ish. And that was after just leaving him be since he didn't seem to have any interest in GOING TO SLEEP! Yipes!

Saterday: Aly's friend Natalie wound up coming over, which was cool(ish) I let them play the Sims on my computer while I played with Veronica and Nik and Dan. It was pretty fun. Natalie stayed the night, and I just generally hung out.

Sunday: Pretty good. I went to Jimmy-Grey (My youngest cousin on my moms side)'s B-day party, where mostly I hung out with mom and aunt sara, choosing to avoid the hordes of small children being obsessive about video games. Me and Nik then went over to Jernie and Boe's to play Halo and watch the transformers movie...we didn't finish it, which was a shame. Played a lot of Halo though.

I really really really really suck at Halo. Although, I achieved a new personal record: I killed someone all by myself! Twice even! It made me very happy. I also killed Andy since he was being a sweetheart and standing still so I could just shoot him a lot.

Transformers movie was very amusing. Gotta love the crazy things. I love the fact that the chickbot wears lipstick. Because, you know, she needs it.

Monday: Worked on some girl scouts stuff, and then went to the leader meeting. Which was cool, if a little long. I wound up inviting myself/getting invited to a younger girl troop via thursday to help them learn origami for thinking day.

Tuseday: Couldn't make up it's mind about weather it was a good day or a bad day. Felt incredibly fragile for no real reason in gymnastics and was ready to just start crying at the littlest things. Very annoying, especially since I had to forcefully refocus myself several times. I figured out what I was doing wrong via back handsprings though, so that was good. Maybe I'll be doing them by myself before the year is out.

Today: Was rather nice. Did the whole school thing until English, where I did the whole hang out with Becky and work on review thing. She had the complete HGttG with her and I had raptures over it all period. I didn't steal it though, which was good of me.

She said she got it at the mall, for only 16 dollars or somesuch. If I can find a compy for under 20$, I'm quite definently buying it for myself, so I have my own copy to deface highlight all the good quotes in.

It started snowing today about Englishtime. Someone looked out the window and pointed it out and adjuisted the blinds so everyone could see and it was exciting. Everyone was cheering and whatnot (not real loud or anything) and enjoying the fact that we have snow. *looks outside* It's still going right now, I reckon we have two, or maybe even three inches so far.

I like snow.

I walked home in it, which was nice, although a tad on the cold side (must remember to bring gloves tomorrow...) and Jeff offered me a ride, which is different. I declined, partly since I was enjoying the snow, partly because I was pretty close to home at that point anyway, and partly because his car skidded rather nicely as he pulled up to the curb next to me. No interest in getting into a car accident thanks. I've done that (albeit several years ago.)

Jaimee invited me to CoE again, which I hope to go to, although it occers to me that I should prolly hang out here and study and clean my room, and knock off things on my todo and whatnot. Sigh.

All for now.

EDIT: Since then, I've shovled the walk which isn't fun, found out that CoE is practiced, which works with my plans, and chatted with Kat, which is very fun.

~Sorceress

MOOP!

(((COT: My clone and my mum have friended each other. This amuses me greatly, although I'm not entierly positve why.)))
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It's kind of an odd thing to think about non-sluggites winding up on sluggy.net. (By which I mean not people who aren't fans of the comic, but people who I knew in real life first) I've had a couple, Fish and mom both have accounts but neither of them are on much, but eventually there will be more.

A very specific more actually, being my dear siblings. I love Nik and Aly with all my heart, if they so much as THINK about getting a username and logging onto sluggy.net I will cheerfully wring their little necks. This actually applys to a lot of people, S.n is pretty much the one place where I can-if I need to-dump my entire heart out to a whole heaping lot of strangers, some of who may have advice for me. I'd rather prefer that I can continue to talk about ANYTHING (or anyone) since no one who actually knows me is going to be hanging around me.

I dunno. It's just...confusing to find people I know have been poking around. there.

Not to say that I don't want people to not read Sluggy, EVERYONE should read Sluggy. Just stay off S.n, it was the first place I ever found online that felt like a real home to me.

Weren't you planning on cleaning your room? And what about me? Can I go chill there?

No Gabe, no one who lives in my head and sees all my thoughts can go to my heartdump. Of course you can you loser. And I am cleaning my room. Woo-woo, just look at me clean.

It's all your fault I got distracted in the first place. Damm pseudoangels.

Glad to have been of service. So, are you going to fix up K_T anytime soon?

Eventually. Right, cleaning.

~Sorceress

MOOP!

I rule

Aug. 24th, 2004 09:01 pm
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There is something immensly satisfying about being the only kid in the family who's acomplished ANYTHING in the house today.

I unloaded the dishwasher, cleaned the upstairs bathroom, changed lightbulbs, cooked dinner, and worked on cleaning my room.

I rule.

~Sorceress/Kat

MOOP!
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When two people can't even sort two baskets of laundry without arguing, theres something seriously wrong.

And yes, I know I didn't help with it. I was working on the minutes for my girl scout meeting. I was in the middle, and I'm REALLY bad at finishing things after I leave them.

And kids? I've still done more laundry sorting then the two of you put together. I'm sorry, but there have been a lot of cases where I was the only one in the house, or I was the only one not fooling around or storming angrily off to my room due to something my sib did. Deal with it, and the sass? Forget it, ok? It's only going to piss me off, not make me feel guilty for not helping.

~Sorceress/Kat

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