happyfish

This makes so much sense it's kind of crazy. See, I tend to sleep from two in the morning till ten in the morning. No matter how tired I am or anything. It's just what happens. hrm. Interesting.

Busy weekend. Friday was the art night thing over at the Tranny Shack. Sometimes I wonder why I bother leaving that place at all; I'd been there the day before for New Year's. (Feeding the cat has to be one of the reasons, and because it's impossible to get any sort of privacy there unless you're in the bathroom). I'm sort of planning on buying a toothbrush and just leaving it there. I sort of feel like a u-haul when I say that, only I don't know who I'm u-hauling. xD
Anyway, I hung out and drew and knitted and saw Sasha for the first time in months. It was good. I left at about nine-thirty to go home and say good-bye to the 'rents, since I was supposed to sleep through the night and not be awake when the cab came to pick them up at four in the morning. I went to sleep at seven, and woke at eleven. Fun times. I had to have a bath at five because my cramps had gone all the way down my legs and I couldn't exactly wrap the heating pad around my entire lower body.
Saturday I hung around the house all day (I must have slept or something. I don't remember what I did). And then I headed of to Lacy's for the Chthulu-mas Party of Doom. Where there was excessive amounts of food and people. I met Meg for the first time, and she's pretty cool. We share an obsession for socks. xD And there was this adorable kitty there who was mostly unfazed by the hordes of people and let me cuddle her, which was nice but covered me in cat hair.
Lacy got me this monster key-chain which has a belly-button! omg. xD
Sunday was the board meeting for MYN. It was pretty dull and functional and wonderful. The last board meeting I went to (in September) traumatized me for a month due to the sheer amount of unneccesary, ridiculous drama. Hurrah for functional boards! Then Trevor and I went hung out at Kait's mom's place, where we did secret things and ate excessive amounts of gluten-free muffins. I love Kait's mom. She's so awesome.
And then we went sledding. Oh sledding. I haven't gone sledding in years. It was wicked. And I was the only person who didn't get injured in some way or another. Although I don't believe I've ever gotten really hurt sledding. Winded, quite often, but never really hurt. *knocks on wood*
Then I came home and cleaned the kitchen. The things under the burners are now clean, and the garbage (which was leaking and smelly) is now gone. The kitchen is about half-done now, and I should hopefully finish the rest of it tonight. I find it interesting how my parents leave and suddenly I realize that there is so much cleaning that I have to do. And take down all the Christmas decorations. Which I should also do tonight. *sigh*
Trying not to eat anything until it's a more reasonable time to eat supper. I'm not sure if I'm actually hungry or just bored. School starts on Thursday. I don't know if I'm excited or not. Doing nothing is kind of fun.

ETA: on second thought, five seems like a fine time for supper. mmm...food.

It's three thirty in the morning and I'm still wide awake. You know, it's weird, but I totally thought that not being insanely stressed out about school would automatically fix my sleep patterns. Apparently not. It's way too late to take a sleeping pill, too, because Kait's going to call me in the morning so she can pick me up and we can go hang out with Trevor. And I need to be ready neurotically early for that, because that is what I do.

I'm still worried that she won't like her Christmas present.

So I just got back. It was an awesome party, just in terms of hanging out and being silly for hours on end. Kait got me this crazy dragon balloon thing that we blew up (well she did, because I can't blow things) and then threw at each other's heads for an hour or so until it broke. And it was sad.
They got me sort of drunk, but not too bad. And there was ice cream cake and it was good. Though Trev changed the candles on it so it said I was turning 12. x.x
Yeah, I know I look like a twelve year old.
All the lesbians left at midnight, except for the ones living there, which is apparently a thing that they always do. (Em says they turn into pumpkins but I don't believe her). I stayed up with Amber, Trevor, and Eric for a while, but in the end it was Eric and I sitting in bed talking about art and movies and books and just random shit until morning. Then I made myself breakfast, and we let ourselves out.
It was pretty sweet, though I haven't slept at all, just napped on the bus. Apparently Eric and I will never run out of things to talk about, and neither of us seem to sleep a lot. I think I'm going to go to bed now and see if I can get a couple hours of sleep in before I need to start working on my AHIS paper.