July 27, 2002 :: 11:43 p.m.
this entry is brought to you by the letter P
I just finished doing the funniest dance ever as my dear Rufus serenaded me with "Shadows." It was a good time, yo. You might think that "Shadows" wouldn't be a song to shake your butt to, but man, you seriously don't know what you're missing. Anyway, since I'm done with that I thought I'd write in my nifty online diary for a bit.
Yeah, I'm in a good mood. Very much so. Adam called and we talked for a while - I had a big smile on the whole time. He makes me so giddy, he really does. It's amazing. Le sigh, in a good way.
So Priestess of Avalon is pretty good thus far. I'm only about 30 pages into it, of course, so I'm not really in a position to comment on plot or character development or anything, but it's interesting. And it's all The Mists of Avalon +1, so how could it not be great? I sat in my fun red chair and drank a cup of Sleepytime tea, ate some mint chocolate chip ice cream, listened to Sheila Nicholls and Rufus, talked to Adam... it's been a good evening. Splendid, even. I've been reading reviews of various RPGs, a la Neverwinter Nights - which I own but am waiting to play on my new computer - and Morrowind, which looks awesome and is begging to be purchased. But I've read a lot of comments about how it doesn't run well on less than immensely powerful computers, so I don't know. Mine will be quite nice, but it seems like you need a plutonium-powered NASA machine (or a neural-net processor, whichever you've got on hand) to run this beast of a game. Grrr. Why must fun things always be just beyond my grasp? Damn the man.
Gizmo's in a very playful mood tonight. It's odd. She's usually really antisocial. She's gotten a little chunky lately, too. Perhaps my cat is going through menopause (meow-no-paws) at the tender age of four(ish)? Not that increased sociability is a symptom of menopause or anything, but hey. I have weird logic like that.
Tonight's group-minus-Adam-plus-Brian hangout tonight has been replaced by a tomorrow afternoon group hangout, complete with Adam AND Brian. It should be a fun time. Brian's a really cool guy; it's a shame he has to pack up and head back to New York so soon. Anyone who makes my lesbian so happy needs to stick around for a long while. And I get to see Adam, which automatically makes things good. I think we're going to go out for lunch somewhere, but I don't have a clue beyond that. No matter. All is well and so it shall remain (because I said so).
I made a list of stuff that I need to take to school with me, and jesus, it's sobering. There's so much... I don't know how I'm going to manage. Granted, a lot of it is just little stuff like toothpaste and paper towels and a stapler, but still. You just don't realize how many things you use every day until you try to take an inventory. And speaking of school, I should probably try to contact my roommate at some point. I don't want to just call and be like, "Uh, hi, you're going to have to live in a concrete box with me and so I thought I should call and say... uh... hi." Can we all grab a Sharpie and write AWKWARD across the monitor in really big letters? I think so. But I do need to get that over with at some point, if only because it would suck to show up with all these appliances (fridge, microwave, phone, etc) and find that this chick already brought them.
Well, friends, as I'm on the last track of my CD and I don't feel like going to get another one, I'll leave you. Music makes the world go 'round, after all. Or something like that. It makes my diary spin, in any case. I'm going to either resume sitting and reading in the circle chair or go to sleep, I'm not sure which. Cheers.
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