The show on Thursday went spectacularly well. I left really early, because if I don't I have this tendency to miss all of my buses and get stuck in a traffic jam. So I ended up being there at quarter to six, or something disgusting like that. Seriously. I was there before Kait, which has to say something. Seeing Eric dressed up like a girl did weird things to my brain, and not necessarily in a good way, though it was very amusing. There were so many kings there. I remember in November, when I would go in the back to avoid having to watch Certain People doing their ever so touching love songs (puke), there would only be, like, one person backstage. It was always super crowded this time. Red showed up and watched for the first time in ever, but Tracy didn't make it. *sadface*
I'm already practicing for next show. *is obsessed*
Friday I had class, which was...normal in that it was abnormal. I'm getting my essay back Tuesday, hope I did ok. *crosses fingers* Then I ran off to Laura's house to learn how to be a secretary and had lots of tea. That evening I went swing dancing for the first time in months, this time with Sasha instead of Jen. Oh swing dancing, how I've missed you. Robert said I was still a good dancer, which was super nice of him. xD I still have this huge crush on him.
I spent most of yesterday finishing Red's present, a Slytherin scarf, because he is evil and obsessed with Harry Potter. ha. It was amusing. I managed to not get drunk (mostly by not drinking), since today's my first day as step-in secretary and I figure I shouldn't have a hangover for it. Lots of people there, most of whom I didn't know. And boobies and bad jokes about eating meat thanks to me asking for a cheeseless pizza. Parties with my friends are always so...interesting. xD
I really, really need to go grocery shopping at some point. I'm completely out of bread and milk (lactose-free!), and almost out of eggs. And I want to visit Trevor today, or soon. Also, I need to go get supplies for my next fibre project before class, and find some time to clean my house, because it's getting kind of gross.
I need another day off.
I had a dream last night about living in a post-apocalyptic city that was destroyed by these giant, super-intelligent worms that either had guns or were, somehow, part robot or something. I'd been staying in some sort of safe area, but we had to leave it for some reason, so we got on this train that had artificial intelligence to go to another safe area outside of the city. We were just leaving the safe area when there was this huge explosion, and we realized that the worms had blown up part of the train, which fixed itself, but we had to leave the blown-up car behind, with all the dead people still in it. Then we saw this sign that said something along the lines of ' We will stop you from going to Tui - Rainbow.' Tui, being the country-side, I suppose, and Rainbow being the name of the worms. There was a lot of 'ohgod we're all going to die!' in the train, but we managed to get out of the city, and were going to look for these giant birds that were going to eat the worms and thus save the world. Then I woke up. It was bizarre.
Interesting gifts I received included Rockband (yes!), computer speakers, a lemon zester, Jack Skellington slippers and a glittery rainbow lava lamp. I'm pretty happy. We're going to go see Bolt today, because as a rule we go see a movie on Boxing Day instead of braving the malls. We went to Chinook one year. It was bad.
I might be buying myself a laptop for Christmas. Because I really, really want one and I think it'll make my life a lot easier in terms of taking notes for school (two liberal arts courses next year, instead of just one), and...being faster and less of a piece of crap than my current desktop. ugh. I've been looking at some with my parents and they have, like, three times the memory of the current Piece of Crap. So. We'll see. It'll be exciting if I do.
I had the most awkward dream the other night. It was just wrong. o.o
It was weird.
In other news, good weekend in all. I did pretty much nothing, but it was needful and I feel better now. Less stressed, until I get back into the swing of things and realize how behind I am. I'm off to school today after voting to finish threading and tensioning my loom, which I really really need to get done today. Maybe I'll expose my screen.
My livejournal account expired last week. Advertisements are annoying. Once my money goes through, I'm going to transfer funds to my paypal so I can get a paid account again. And maybe some really cool socks. That'd be pretty sweet.
Yesterday three of the group from AHIS wore wigs just because. It was fabulous. Plus I then ran into both Lacy and Tracy and they were very...surprised. Hee.
I keep brainstorming ideas for costumes. I need to figure out a way to make costumes and still keep to my (very small) budget. And also remember that I'm already doing a couple projects of my own on the side and should not try to do too many.
Mrm. Busy week ahead, sort of. Going to btg with Trevor today, and then probably hanging afterwards. Haven't seen that dude in ever so it should be pretty cool. Plus he might buy me food. *is a poor art student* Might drag him to the Alphabet Soup thing where they have MORE free food. We'll see how it goes. If I miss this one, there's always the one on the twenty-first. I've class on Thursday evening, group on Friday, might be hanging with Em on Saturday. Then I'm trying to figure out how to get together with people like Tracy over reading week so I can actually have some good times with them that's not two months ago.
Last night I had a dream about Dream from Sandman. He woke me up. It was spiffy.
I hate those dreams. They just sort of throw the fact that I hate failure into my face. And yes, while I know that I'm not supposed to be perfect, that to try is setting myself up for failure because no one can be perfect. It doesn't matter. No matter what I do, if I feel like I've failed in some way, or disappointed someone, I'm going to get upset. And then I'll start twisting words until everyone's saying that nothing I do is ever good enough even if they're not saying that at all.
I need to go to class.
Then I heard my clock-radio go off. I could hear the dj talking, but I couldn't understand what s/he was saying. With great effort I moved my hand over to my alarm and then I realized that it wasn't going off at all.
"Ok," I thought. "I am having an auditory hallucination."
Then I heard someone in the bathroom.
Now, I live alone and I knew in my dream that the house should have been empty. The thing that bothered me most, though, was the fact that I didn't know if the sounds I was hearing were real or not. The person came out of the bathroom as I just lay there. Still couldn't move. It was Dad, except it was a sketchy, teeth-missing and comb-over version of him. He came into the room, and then the dream faded. I woke a while later, feeling less comfortable in my empty house than I usually do.
I'm pretty sure Freud would have some interesting things to say about my dream, especially the machine gun part. mmm...phallic symbols.
Four-way chess is pretty f*cking awesome. And I'm not even good at chess.
I had this weird dream last night where I was in an art class doing some projects that involved ink. I was washing the brushes at the sink when Professor Snape walked in, said something snarky and scratched the back of my right hand. Then he walked through the door beside the sink and I went on with my art stuff.
Later, I was eating with a bunch of people when Snape came back. I think Caro was there thinking about plotbunnies, but I'm not sure. It could have just been part of my mind going, "hey, that's Professor Snape, and he's holding your hand. Yes, he's also calling you a Dark Creature and implying that he'd like to kill you, but he's also holding your hand." >.>
Yes, that's right. Snape was holding my hand. Apparently, his scratching the back of it revealed this red cross which looked somewhat like a burn. The cross meant that I was some kind of magical creature and not human. I then remembered that I could make birds appear by screaming in a certain way and proceeded to do so. (Because if Snape says you're not human and kind of wants to kill you, clearly the smart thing to do is prove him right.)
I'm not sure what happened next. I probably went on to dream about the bakery and taking the wrong buses.
Somebody come and make me write this email that will help me get a job. I just don't know how to phrase it, and I don't want to sound pretentious or stupid. Nor do I want to go for an interview - if that's what it comes to - any time before it warms up a bit. *sigh*
I hate job-searching. If I wasn't so concerned about getting a job I might actually like, I'd probably just go over to Tim Horton's where they'd hire me on the spot. The alethiocards said that a job would come without too much effort on my part, and I do think they're referring to the data entry one I have in mind. It's just...I hate doing something when I'm not sure of the proper way to proceed, and now that I'm an adult that means I'm doing exactly that more and more often. I hate being responsible. It'd be so much easier just to let somebody else do this for me.
So Steve had a temper tantrum at work on Monday. I used to have some respect for him, but that sort of went out the window seeing a thirty-something man act like he's five. Honestly. He's just starting to get repetitive. 'I hate this place. I hate this place.' He won't leave because he wants to screw my boss over, but will probably end up just screwing the rest of us over, us who've done nothing to deserve it. Hopefully I'll be gone by then. Or I'll talk him out of it or just warn Evert that Steve's planning to do a no-show for about a week before flipping him the bird and saying 'I quit, you bastard.' I doubt Evert will be very much surprised. The thing is, if Steve finds out I've told Evert then our friendship is basically out the window. Must talk to him first. See if he's open to reason.
Wow, this actually sounds like I'm not some manipulative person half-planning to sell my friend's secrets. Which is what I thought it sounded like earlier today. But I really don't want some of the girls there to be put through crap just because Steve's immature. They're better than that.
I had this cool dream a Monday night. It sort of reminds me of this song by Holly McNarland that I really like, even though I don't quite know if the lyrics fit. The words are really emo, but the music is great.
Today's the day I say Thal's officially a kinkajou. Not that she's settled as such, but that's what she is and what wei feel most comfortable with. In about a month or so, if nothing has changed, I'll probably put up an announcement on TDF. *adds 'write kinkajou analysis' to to-do list* This actually makes me feel a lot better. I didn't like being unsettled.
To the Lady in Purple;
Thanks for being such a bitch the other day. You were the most interesting thing that happened to me all week.
The Girl in White
P.S. That darker colour? That would be green. You know, the usual colour for leaves.
You know, as soon as I sit down here, I forget what I was going to write about. I had my entire entry planned, but now I forget most of it.
Oh! I saw X3 yesterday. It was a wicked movie. Not good, in terms of character or plot, but still a heck of a lot of fun. Some the characters just randomly disappeared for no reason and really didn't have much point. Still, it was a whole lot of fun, and I enjoyed it immensly. I also went to Fairy Tales and saw Whole New Thing, which was very squeee-able. That kid? He was cute, if a little...weird. I want a house like his, except maybe not way in the middle of nowhere.
Swing! I love swing. And it was Robert's birthday circle this time. There was a whole bunch of new people, and one Creepy Asian guy, whom I had to dance with three times. I need to figure out a way to sneak away or something. He was a really, really bad dancer. O.x No groping, but it was almost torture to dance with him, especially during good songs.
I had this dream last night, when I was with a bunch of superheros or something. It was a sort of mix between a board game and a movie. And we were getting ready to go save the world or something. Our dæmons were there. Thal turned into a golden lion tamarin and jumped into my arms. I smiled sweetly at everyone in the room and they all shuddered. It was cool. In a strange sort of way. Also, when we were picking the pieces for the board game, Caro picked Storm and I picked Rogue. That's kind of weird, because I don't really like Rogue. She has so much potential, and then she just sits there and whines.
Had this weird dream the other night that involved a lot of cats. I think we were in my old-old house, the one I grew up in, and there were cats everywhere. This one black cat was about to do something really, really special, and then a tabby came and disemboweled it. So blackie died. And I was sad. So were most other cats. Throughout the dream, cats would randomly come up to me and say that they honoured the memory of the black cat that was disemboweled. Don't know what happened to the tabby. And apparently I can speak cat in my dreams. Good thing to know. ^__^
And because I feel like it, here's this meme thing that girlnamedxena did, and I am now obliged to do.
If I tag you, then you have to write an entry with 6 random/really weird facts about yourself, mention who tagged you, and then go tag six more people. Because this doesn't sound like livejournal's excuse for chain letters. Don't worry, if you don't do this, you won't get hairy palms and your teeth will stay in.
Anyways, here goes nothing.
1. I feel better when I clean things. Like the kitchen.
2. I don't like talking to strangers over the telephone. I avoid it as much as possible.
3. I have double-jointed fingers.
4. I have imaginary conversations to people who aren't there. Usually silent, but it's always good to have someone catch me in the middle of a large, sweeping hand gesture to nobody.
5. I can't ride a bike.
6. I don't like chocolate ice cream.
Aand the tags:
Swing last night was amazing! Hurray for live bands! And I wore my sweater-vest, as well, because it totally swung my thing. XD I danced so much, as did many of the other people. I'm actually kind of sore this morning. I felt really awkward for the first few dances, though. Didn't really help that I got belted in the nose during one of them either. XD I don't know the name of the guy I was dancing with. Heck, I don't know most people's names. I just kind of nod and smile and pretend that I do. In the second-to-last dance Danny accidently almost stuck his hand up my sleeve. It was kind of funny.
The whole non-smoking part of the night was such a joke.
Couldn't find a ride home, and that really sucked. Why does everyone have to live in the south? What's with these non-swinging north-easterners? What is their problem? Anyway, ended up taking a taxi home (-$22). So there's one reason why I won't be going to Alibi's more often. I don't particularly want to pay that much to get home every time.
Swing this weekend, too. XD I really, really need to go shopping to get an outfit for the swing event on March 10. It's actually starting to almost worry me. Almost.
Had this weird dream last night where I was shopping with Caro in Chinook Centre, which was actually more like TD Square (the mall I usually dream about. Or at least the escalators, which are usually made of dental floss or some such thing). We wanted to go find the toy store, but we couldn't find exactly what we were looking for. Then there was this werewolf guy who was with us, and he was going to transform. He was also hungry. So I decided I'd stay in this room with him all night, and let him bite me, or something. Totally got werewolves mixed up with vampires here, but I didn't notice until this morning. Anyway, we were both fine the morning after his transformation, though I was upset at him for some reason. Hrm.
So much for the buds on the trees.
On a different note, I had a cool dream last night...
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I had this kickass dream last night. Of course, it's five in the evening, so my chances of writing it down completely are pretty much shot, but I want to try anyway.
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I don't know if anyone is going to be able to understand that, but I feel like writing it down.