Sorry, readers. I know it's been a whole 21 days since I last updated.
So what have I been up to?
Well, I'm back at my parent's house for winter break, which means that I have the Internet Of Legendary Slowness, so I haven't been internetting a whole lot. Instead, I've been doing a lot of other things.
I entered a costume at the SacCon costume contest, and won judge's choice, which was exciting.
Also, my computer is still running Linux, so I'm still at a bit of a loss, but I'm learning how to do important things like install things.
I don't know what I'm saying anymore.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Some things that I do
It's 12:17, I'm half-asleep, and I really need to go to bed, but one does not simply LEAVE the INTERNET.
And I've been thinking about things.
First of all, I've been thinking about how great it is to have a group of friends who think that everything that you do is cool, and who get legitly excited for you when you do things.
And that got me thinking about shared culture.
Like how I've slowly been trying to watch Supernatural, despite the lack of female characters, because there are memes that my friends have that I don't understand, but once I watch this I WILL understand.
Or how I started reading Secret Fandom* because Monica was reading it, and now we've got inside jokes that don't make sense.
And that got me to thinking about acceptance, and where people will be accepted.
And this got me thinking about finals week and all of the fucks that I don't really give, and how stressful it is to be a theatre major here.
Seriously. At my school, you need a higher GPA to be a theatre major than a premed major.
Think about that for a while.
And to add to this lovely angstfest, my ankle's still mad at me for walking into a tree a few weeks ago, and I really need sleep.
I'm torn between really wanting to go home, sleep in my giant full-size bed with my dog and my cats and go to bed at a reasonable hour and see my friends and eat bagels, and wanting to stay here and wanting to stay here with my friends and my floormates and my professors and my comic book store** and eat cupcakes and buy clothes from CD or not CD and walk everywhere instead of driving my giant truck and be where I won't have to sit in the DMV for hours to get a new liscense because some frellnik stole my old one, and where I won't need to drive to Starbucks to get internet that works.
I'm already torn somewhere between regret and wishes.
Anyway, I'm too tired to be coherent, so I'm just going to go to bed now.
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*I call it Secret Fandom here because I don't want the people on this floor to take it and start reading it and trying to talk to me about it. I like having exclusivity on things sometimes. Also, I'm one of those fans that I'm pretty sure everyone in the fandom hates, so I don't like people in the fandom knowing that that is what I'm a fan of. Also, because it's a fandom that those outside of the fandom who have heard of it will probably judge me for. If you really want to know, check out the recent blog posts from whitefluffyhat. She's in my blogroll.
**Ashland has possibly the best comic book store ever, when it gets the new issues in when it's supposed to.
And I've been thinking about things.
First of all, I've been thinking about how great it is to have a group of friends who think that everything that you do is cool, and who get legitly excited for you when you do things.
And that got me thinking about shared culture.
Like how I've slowly been trying to watch Supernatural, despite the lack of female characters, because there are memes that my friends have that I don't understand, but once I watch this I WILL understand.
Or how I started reading Secret Fandom* because Monica was reading it, and now we've got inside jokes that don't make sense.
And that got me to thinking about acceptance, and where people will be accepted.
And this got me thinking about finals week and all of the fucks that I don't really give, and how stressful it is to be a theatre major here.
Seriously. At my school, you need a higher GPA to be a theatre major than a premed major.
Think about that for a while.
And to add to this lovely angstfest, my ankle's still mad at me for walking into a tree a few weeks ago, and I really need sleep.
I'm torn between really wanting to go home, sleep in my giant full-size bed with my dog and my cats and go to bed at a reasonable hour and see my friends and eat bagels, and wanting to stay here and wanting to stay here with my friends and my floormates and my professors and my comic book store** and eat cupcakes and buy clothes from CD or not CD and walk everywhere instead of driving my giant truck and be where I won't have to sit in the DMV for hours to get a new liscense because some frellnik stole my old one, and where I won't need to drive to Starbucks to get internet that works.
I'm already torn somewhere between regret and wishes.
Anyway, I'm too tired to be coherent, so I'm just going to go to bed now.
_____
*I call it Secret Fandom here because I don't want the people on this floor to take it and start reading it and trying to talk to me about it. I like having exclusivity on things sometimes. Also, I'm one of those fans that I'm pretty sure everyone in the fandom hates, so I don't like people in the fandom knowing that that is what I'm a fan of. Also, because it's a fandom that those outside of the fandom who have heard of it will probably judge me for. If you really want to know, check out the recent blog posts from whitefluffyhat. She's in my blogroll.
**Ashland has possibly the best comic book store ever, when it gets the new issues in when it's supposed to.
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