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February 28, 2005

The day that didn't end

There isn't much to write about but I feel like writing anyway.

Moots are awesome. Even if they're inside and strange, they are awesome. Engling hunts are the bomb. I haven’t laughed so much at a game in a long time.

Hardcore is insane. So is Dr. Doom. I'm not quite sure if I'd classify Doom's set as music cuz it doesn't really have any sort of melody. But you needed to concentrate on the set so you didn't have to see the sub-disgusting visuals. *shiver* Many other branches of awesomeness were had at that party.

Sleep just wasn't avoidable after that and the interesting position in which I managed to find with Bishop was rather amusing. We were sitting on the "Two person, or one really fat person, rocking chair" that used to be in Rick and cella's house. He had a pillow in his lap and my head was on that, my body more horizontal then vertical, and he leaned over and rested is shoulders and head on my back. It was oddly comfortable.

Tea was good. We managed to bring eight strung out ravers with us (including Me, Tim, Anthony, Mimi, Jay, Bishop, Owen and Paul). It was quite interesting and nummy biscuit things from Jen were awesome and appreciated.

Then I got to pick up my mom from the airport. Wee. Uneventful (as much as taking the truck to the airport can be uneventful).

I was able to sleep for four more hours before dinner was called. I ended up not going to fire, because there was apparently none to be had and went out to coffee with Paul (one of the ravers that was dragged with us to tea). It was somewhat interesting and long conversations were had. Very different points of view which were rather cool. I think we're going to plan to meet up on Friday. We'll see how that goes.

Time to get ready to be a Helper Monkey. Then write a proposal. So much for capoiera tonight. We'll maybe. It is a rather short proposal.

February 25, 2005

No rest for the student

*Does a dance while singing, "I so don't want to do a proposal todaaaaay"*

February 24, 2005

Victorious!

Wow. My reading for the semester is almost completely done. I've now finished all of Paradise Lost and it's supplement readings (which were required) and have begun Dr. Faustus. All I have left is the Faery Queen and what ever other readings that my teacher decides to spring on me during the last three or four weeks of class and that's it.

That doesn't mean I'm not going to be busy, but I'll have more time to do the important stuff. Like the essay proposal and presentation I have next week, the essay I'm about to edit, the short presentation I have just before I leave for SMF and the three final essays I have to do, one each week, after I return from Mysteries. Still, it feels good, like I've actually managed to accomplish something this semester.... DIE YOU PROCRASTONATOR DISEASE, DIE!!!

In other news, I'm possibly planning on going for a hike/picnic on the fifth (so long as the weather is good) with Clay. If any one wants to join, you're welcome to, though I doubt I'll get many responses lol. Yes it's effort but it's also outside... you know, with the sun (or the flaming death ball, depending on how you reference it). It should be a relaxing blast to give me a brain break and body boost.

Nothing really new happening. I guess I could shut up now.

HI MIMI!

February 22, 2005

And now to write an essay.

Enter summery expression here:

Much has gone on in the last week and a bunch. My brain is still sore from the explosive blast.

Enter explanation body here:

Essays are evil. I am currently procrastinating doing one in my small little way by writing this blog before I get down to it. I have already written one (which was longer then this one is going to be) and it wasn't so bad once I got it finished, though I'm glad this one will be finished earlier the night before it's due. Let's get this report over with.

I went to an OMP meeting, which was a bunch of people, including models, photographers, make-up artists etc. , get together and throw around their portfolios and network. It was, interesting. I need to get some of my pics in a book if I'm going back. There were many interesting people and I received a few cards from those I liked but I don’t know if that's really my thing. I like doing this for fun. Meh. It was interesting but not something I'm going to fret over.

I have done a mass of gaming this week, to the point of permanent retardation of my brain's ability to connect with Nicki as opposed to Mary, Halucia and Amy. Three days of gaming in four days and I have another game on Thursday and a moot on Sat and Sun (yes, for those people who don't know what that is, we spend basically an entire night gaming, it's insane!) and after that I might, or rather, am hoping to, go to Hypnotica (a rave). My weekend asplode! It's good though, I like it to much.

My head has been kind of funny again; random bouts of loneliness and depression that are minor but enough to bug me. The warning from two blogs ago still stands.

Enter concluding notes here:

This week and next week will be filled with essays and projects. This means BUSY AS HELL! but it's all good. There will be many surprises this week, it can feel it (and that way, if I expect the surprises, I won't be so fucked up and pissed off about them).

Have a nice night! I know where I'll be, sniffing paint cans, as Derek puts it. *giggles*

February 16, 2005

Less then One REM Cycle

First essay of the year done. Worked on it from 10:30pm to 4:30am.

Doing a packgame phone call on three hours of sleep is a STUPID IDEA. Especially when it's on the emergancy only phone.

Oh well, I'll ground out and be happy in a while. I need to fix my energy. Maybe I'll endevor to do that tomorrow.

Spelling doesn't count today.

Oh and Chris, I think you got spammed today.

February 14, 2005

Hail-stones, Habits and Homework.

The snow outside is more like hail and was pelting my car as I was driving home from Anthony's at 2am. The stones were the size of pencil erasers at one point of time. It was awesome in so many ways.

Final Fantasy VII and X are consuming my soul. Between Tim's house and Anthony's house, the gaming doesn't stop and homework doesn't exist. Not such a big deal as I am still ahead of my readings, but I do have an essay due on Friday that I really should start working on. First I need to catch up in the reading I've supposed to have finished, only four things really so I think I'm good. *Puts on her hermit cloak*.

Thank you to Anthony for the back massage that will allow me to sleep tonight.

Emotions are weird and transient. One minute I'm trying not to cry while driving to Gamer Hall, the next minute the pixie has come out to play. My self confidence has been everywhere (so if I start asking STUPID questions that sound like I'm still in high school, take a deep breath, answer them for my benefit and smile reassuringly, this phase usually goes away soon).

It feels like change is coming. I hope it's coming.

Tim's right. I do need to stop ignoring the maggots in my brain labelled stress that are slowly gnawing away at my abilities to cope. I'm getting better at fixing rather then ignoring things and one of these days I'll be able to completely commit to things I want to happen, but it's going to take a bit to adjust. Oh, and if Tim bugs me one more time about "At the moment....", he is going to find himself short one PS2 and one pixie (though he may have dishes done due to the guilt complex with is still working itself out).

It's inferno time tomorrow. It's time to feel the angsty burn of loneliness while lighting myself on fire.

I hope this message neglected to make much sense to any one person.

February 9, 2005

So is this what Speed feels like?

Angus is a crazy, yet wonderful person. I now own a PS2!!! And it shall live at Timmy's, for now anyway. *drools* I can finally finish off FFX and play FFX2. *sigh* It's the tiny one too! So crazy. I don't know how I'm going to make up this one...

Cella is a wonderful person too. She brought the most wonderful tea to Timmy's and made me the happiest person on top of already being the happiest person.

And to top off the day, I've finished the presentation stuff I need for Thursday and only need to catch up on the readings that I'm behind on (which technically I'll be reading ahead therefore I'm really doing ok).

I have capoeira tomorrow, along with a pack game *sigh* things are going to rock! other then the sleep deprivation I'll be going through due to the three cups of nummy tea. Meh, I can make it up during classes.

I saw orion's belt on my way home. So awesome.

Now for bed. Must remember to pack all gear and lunch tomorrow.

READY SET GO!

February 8, 2005

Reading with Intervals of Amusement

Reading will consume my soul for the next three weeks. The goal is to read one set of required reading for one of my classes a day and the result will be the completion of my entire required reading list by the eight week of school (which is everyone else's ninth week as SFU started school a week later then everyone else).

So far I'm behind, though I'm within the grasp of catching up. I have finished one out of three texts for today (which will get me caught up) and I need to prepare a short presentation for the text I have just finished (which is due on Thursday). Maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to get everything done.

The little interludes of 'something other then work and school' include some much anticipated pack games, some much anticipated WiG 3.5 intergames, a photo shoot using one of the very old skool camera's (the ones with the hood the photographer hides under), some fire play on Sunday *crosses fingers*, and a dinner with a bunch of strangers -2.

Well, I have SMF to look forward to (oh the pinpoint of light among the darkness of textbooks and paint cans). My anticipation builds with the three things I have decided to take on within this festival. So very excited!

On Friday I went to a rave *does "the skip" just for amusement* called 'not so random'. I giggled. It was great. My head almost exploded with all the goodness. Many different genres, all but one I liked (which was the first thing I heard but no big deal, it warmed me up. I danced until near exhaustion and went to work on 2.5 hours of sleep. I had people chasing me. I made a few new friends. It was a great night.

Ok, enough stalling for now. It’s time to figure out “The Miller’s Tale”. *Grabs a shovel and starts digging.*

February 6, 2005

The Spectrum

I think I experienced almost all the emotions possible with the exception of the extreme ones (eg. hate, love, ecstasy, terror, regret etc). From the annoyance from customers, to the excitement of 'the rushes', the pain from exhaustion, over exercise and dancing my ass off to some wicked music, and the bashfulness and self-conscientiousness of being to told you're hot, i think I managed to gage through it all.

Quite an interesting feeling. I almost like it.

All and all, an awesome day.

And tomorrow is going to suck so much, I'm going to need a stomach pump.

There's a thought to leave you with.

February 1, 2005

Walking in the Bathtub of Tuesday.

The entire day seems as though I've been underwater.

I slept in and missed my first class which made me stagnent for most of the day, parked in front of computer. I was useful but felt useless. I did manage to unclutter my e-mail and finish dealing with Garou stuffs for a while, at least until the next pack game.

Invoking is evil. <--(heh, fucking reclaimers).

Work went in slow motion, both in time and the way movement felt. Even now I feel as though the air is resising my attempts at walking. Please excuse me, I need to find the drain plug chain.