That random journal by that random girl

Sabir Rashalea dances lightly, her silver hair gleaming as she spins. Alone here, in this inn room, she needs not the iron self-control she carefully built over the years. Tears and laughter alike mingle in her consciousness, so she dances: quickly, lightly, and almost without sound at all. No rote pattern shapes her exuberant footsteps, merely the remembered past and the hopeful future.

Ducking and weaving, sidestepping and strafing, her eyes bright with emotion, she touches every inch of the floor. As the surge of feelings abates, she draws a pair of daggers, and her step begins to fall into practiced forms. Without a pause, she improvises from one pattern to the next, each movement both graceful and deadly. Now she lunges, now flips insouciantly away, the bright steel flashing in beautiful counterpoint to her hair.

As the last pattern finishes, she throws the matched daggers into the air almost recklessly, and just as swiftly draws two more. Deftly, without even blinking, she pitches these up as well, fielding the first two just in time. Without letting even a moment pass, the daggers fly up again, and she soon establishes a rhythm. Once again, she begins her footwork, slowly at first, but gaining speed.

Back and forth around the room she races, daring time itself to stop and bear witness to her mastery. Over her head and so briefly in her hands, the black and silver daggers sparkle in their paths, tracing barely visible tracks through the empty air. Faster and faster she whirls, high thrust to low parry, dancing with a thousand enemies.

As the last opponent falls, she falls into a crouch, lobbing the held daggers lightly into the air. Quick as a viper, she catches each as it falls, ending with two daggers in each hand, arms crossed in front of her. Her chest rises and falls quickly from the exertion, but her eyes shine with determination and exultation.

Itadakimas...

Ah, I'm so glad to be back. Even though the house is a roasting 89 degrees. At least the Internet works reliably here. It didn't at Mumum's house. Geez, frustrating. And I could fix it, and did, but I didn't know exactly how to do it, and it only lasted a day. I hate DSL.

I'm going to be doing some serious work with my Pokemon games if I have my way these next few weeks. I have a game on Pokemon Sapphire with all but three Pokemon for the Hoenn region. Feebas, Milotic, and Kingdra. Stupid Feebas. (sighs)

However, that's not where it'll stop. Apparently I have the frustrating option of trying to collect the Kanto and Jhoto region critters, too. How I'll manage that, I don't know. Probably some fancy work with Pokemon Fire Red and Silver.

Just *once* I want to finish a Pokedex.

Oh, bah. I'm too tired to think. Good night, all. I'm going to go enjoy my own bed for once.

Ta!

Sarah tired now.

The Muellers did get to come. They came on Friday at about 19:00 or so. We had dinner. They settled in. And I found out that they weren't going to get to stay two nights, just one. So it effectively killed my plans for a movie night. Instead, I borrowed the twins on Friday night and called up Robbie and got him to come over. Mini movie night, consisting of one movie, My Cousin Vinny. Interesting movie.

Anyway, that was Friday. Saturday, I had to get up at 7. (groan) We drove to Hartford. After some confusion, we made our way to ConnectiCon, which was okay. Tiring, and somewhat painful (I hate my knees), but still pretty good. Cat, EB, and I browsed the wares of the vendors, stared at "sharp pointy objects" (knives, shuriken, and swords), ate food (sushi for them, pizza for me), watched anime, listened to seriously messed up rap (don't ask...), and commented a lot on the Cosplayers.

Speaking of Cosplayers, I counted three Vashes. And a Milly, and some FF people, and Kingdom Hearts people, and three Inuyashas, and a Sango, and... there were a lot of cosplayers. I'll just shut up.

The creator of Ctrl Alt Delete was there. I sorta stood there and stared for a bit. It was funny. I was like "Oooh... famous guy who makes the online comic I read every other day... Oooh, guy with serious imagination... oooh, he looks so ordinary, and yet he's not. Ooooh..."

As I said, it was funny.

We had fun, in any case. I bought myself two Ramune drinks, one of which I've consumed already. Mm.... Ramune. The one I drank was regular, and pretty good, but I have a strawberry flavored ramune drink, too. It's in the fridge now. Ramune tastes better cold.

After the ConnectiCon, EB and Cat went on their way. (sniff) And I went home. I then proceeded to play over an hour of Baldur's Gate 2. I really suck at the game, y'know that? Man. So now I'm stuck in the storyline (yeah, already) and I'll look it up later. In the meantime, ...um. I don't have anything else to do. Um. Crap.

(sighs)

I'm gonna go look it up, then, I guess.

Yay, ConnectiCon. Yay, Sarah tired. Yay, Baldur's Gate 2. Boo, Sarah's ability in Baldur's Gate.

The Muellers are coming over today! And I might see Robbie today! Yay! (is very happy now)

Okay, I woke up at about 9:30 and lazed around in bed playing Pokemon FireRed for about 45 minutes. Then I came downstairs and ate my leftover chicken tenpura. And the spare brocolli tenpura. And then I had a cookie, which was tasty.

And now I get to use the computer for a bit.

I think I'll save some of my computer time for when the Muellers come. I mean, granted, they will be pretty out of it from the drive, but maybe they'll still want to see the computer and use the Internet? I hope they don't mind that we don't have AC....

As for seeing Robbie, I'm not precisely sure when his football camp ends. I know the final scrimmage is today, but I don't know when it is or when it ends. ... I really hope Robbie doesn't get injured. It's gonna be tackle, so I have reason to worry.

What? I do...

I decided I'm so bored, I'm going to play Baldur's Gate 2 and sacrifice one (or two) CDs for it. I'll probably end up burning all the CDs to discs, but for now I'm only going to burn the ones I need. Just in case I hate the game or something. Y'know.

I s'pose it's worth the 35 cents or so that the CDs will cost, it's just the effort is killing me. And then what will I do with the CDs...?

Oh well.

Today is the 29th. Becca couldn't come at the last minute, so it was Robbie, Quincy, and me. I felt really bad for Quincy, 'cause I hadn't wanted him to get left out, but he was pretty quiet and Robbie likes to talk, so... (sighs guiltily) I feel like a bad person.

Anyway... War of the Worlds was exceedingly depressing. There was a lot of human-run-from-alien scenes and a lot of vaporizing of people, etc.

We got there really early 'cause I was still thinking I lived in the suberbs where first showings on opening day get sold out. So we played this one video game for a bit. It was a boat racing type game, and it was hysterical how bad I was at it. Quincy wasn't too great either, although slightly better than me, but I didn't feel to awful about it. Robbie, of course, did much better than both of us. Show off that he is. ^_^

However, that aside, I'm exceedingly frustrated. Baldur's Gate II is not working for me. It's being stupid, installing properly and then demanding a disc that's there already when I try to play.

It looks like Simon's going to fool around with it on his computer so perhaps in a few days he can help me.

In the meantime, I'm going to burn myself a new CD. I decided pop culture and the vast majority of soft rock songs I've been listening to are not going to help me with my problems or my thought processes because they don't have the same views I (and Dan-kun) do about romance. So I'm burning myself a CD with few to no words. Or if there are words, they're in Latin or Japanese. I don't routinely translate lyrics anyway, so....

How are my faithful readers?

Man... I have gotta get more sleep. Okay, a lot more sleep. (yawns widely)

I have to stop procrastinating. Have... to stop... (dozes off for second)

(wakes up with a start)

(shuffles feet in embarassment)

Okay, let's try again.

(yawns again)

Taka: Wake up, stupid! (smacks)

Sarah: Ow. Okay...

I've been up late these last few days from insomnia and projects. And being stubbornly attached to my gaming time and my books. They were good books!

I've been reading a lot of Mercedes Lackey these days. I'm working on "Bedlam's Bard" right now. Neha bought me the next one in the series awhile back, so I finally gave in and borrowed the first one of the series. Along with that, I've borrowed "Joust," "Alta," and another series I forget the name of. It'll probably be good, though. I hope. I loved Joust. Not so much Alta, but they were both good.

I'm doing well in AL, though. Sori's working her industrious butt right off making that cabin. She's pretty near completion, too. I pity her, though. She's been making that cabin for the last week, stopping only at darkness to eat and drink. Still, she's nearly done. The cabin is "almost complete." There's one more stage to get through, which is the cabin is "receiving it's finishing touches." Shouldn't be that long now.

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Over an hour later:

Talked with Matt and Kushal. Yay. Barely coherant now, all burned out. Sori's made more progress on her cabin.

Figured out there was no way I could make Neverwinter Nights work, so threw it out. Am now downloading Baulder's Gate 2.

(collapses with a muttered "G'night...")

It's really humid. Man.

Okay, I shouldn't be complaining. It's cooler now. I was sweating for most of the day while the sun was out, but the skies suddenly opened up and it poured. It was raining sheets for a bit. And it was all misty outside, too. I'd opened my windows in my room to draw the rain-cooled air in, but then the wind started blowing. So I had to shut my windows. But wow... I'm at the computer, sitting next to an open window sheltered by the porch overhang, and the breeze is lovely... (sighs in pure happiness)

I'm not sweating...

I'm just a little sticky. The keyboard, too. Well. Better than roasting.

So I'm working at breakneck speed (sort of) on my timeline for history, which is actually due Tuesday. I suppose that means I don't actually have to finish it today. Hm. That'd be a lot like tossing "never put off 'til tomorrow what you can do today" out the window. That's not uncommon for me, but still, it's not good, either.

Hm.

Well, in any case, I'm having my character in AL work hard (really hard) on her log cabin. As it turns out, the syntax was "make wood cabin." Not log cabin. Sigh. I hate syntax. So anyway, Sori's busy. She's actually gotten a good ways into the project, considering that it's gonna take a few real life days to compete the thing. She's nowhere near completion, but she got to the second messege of construction. Instead of "barely started," the cabin is now "somewhat started." It's an improvement, trust me. Once the cabin is finished, I have to plot and plan over what furnature I'm going to have Soriyaka steal for her cabin.

I'm thinking the Forest Heart library's stuff. Leather couches and chairs forever, y'know? And she might learn how to make herself a table or something. 'Cause tables are always nice. And after that... (shrugs) A bed? I don't know where I'd find one, mind you. But it'd be nice. I mean, the only beds I can remember seeing are these absolutely splendid feather beds in the Verdant Isles. That's right, across the ocean. No way I can get beds across an ocean when I can barely swim from islands to mainland.

In any case, I'm hoping I can make some nice shelves and put them up. I'd like to stock myself a nice larder of every type of edible item there is in all of Edra. I like food all right in the real world, so Sori's gonna have a little of that. Or perhaps more than a little. ^_^

(sudden change of topic) I have a bugbite. It's very irritating, because generally mosquitos leave me alone. Could be a spiderbite, I suppose. No matter what, it's irritating. Itchy, and worse, I know better than to scratch it. So it sits there, tormenting me. I should put some of the pink stuff we have on it with a cotton ball, but I'm too lazy (isn't that sad?) and too busy to get up and do that.

I decided that the people around here have gotten so used to the bugs, they completely ignore them. Which means I must look very odd indeed when I dodge flying insects.

Well, the past few days have been interesting, I must say. I wanted to look up the lyrics for Bohemian Rhapsody, and I got my wish. And was *very* unpleasantly surprised to find that they omitted the part where the guy says he killed a man, and described how easy it was and how he'd done it, et cetera. Granted, that does explain why there's all that crap about Beelzebub and Bismilah and devils and captivity, etc, but... Urgh. So that was not pleasant.

Then I talked to Robby today, who okayed me to give Chris T his email address, which I will do shortly. Chris apparently wanted to talk video games or something.

On Saturday, Kurt came home! Wow, was his train late, and wow, did we have some massive trouble finding our way around Worchester. Gah. We got there in plenty of time, though, fortunatly. So Mom and I went to the Oriental Market and I bought lots of Pocky and those strawberry koala bears, as well as some extremely cheap and flavorful gum. 6 packs of 4 gumballs for 89 cents! Oh, snap! We came back to "hurry up and wait." Kurt's train finally came in, and he walked in, looking beat, but undeniably cheerful. (He's odd like that, I guess... He had a pretty long train ride, but he could still converse coherantly and cheerfully.)

More news of Kurt. He's teaching me fencing! I'm learning the basics properly! I'm thrilled. He says I'm doing well, I have no idea whether he's just being nice or not, but I am making progress, so maybe. Apparently I was advancing and retreating wrong (very wrong) so he had me learn that properly. How, you ask? By making me repeat it over and over, of course. Yesterday and today we've practiced, and while yesterday was lunging, advance, recover, and retreat, today was parries, riposts, and more lunging practice. I hope I don't forget it all when I fence. At the very least, it'd make me feel really dumb.

There are 8 parries in fencing, apparently I've learned four of them. I know of a fifth, which is pretty useless, but I don't know how to use it. Kurt called it the first parry, and demostrated, but said that it was only the first parry because it's the position your foil is in after you draw it out of your scabbard.

I'm enjoying learning all this new stuff, and to be honest, it's not really that tough, it's just my body isn't in the condition it needs to be in. My muscles are already getting used to advancing and retreating, and also the throwing out of the hand when lunging. That's the just very basics, though, and I'm hoping something along the lines of that will happen with the different parries, too.

Oh! Kurt also taught me a move where you flick your blade in a small U shape underneath the opponent's blade. It's a kind of teasing movement, and very useful, because if you're quick enough, you can, with decent ease, parry any attack the opponent throws at you and then strike with very little wasted energy. It's very impressive. He was having me practice on him while he practiced (slowly) circle parries. I doubt I'm actually affording him any good practice these first few days, but eh...

Anyway, the downside to all of this exciting stuff is that with going to the Y, walking with my backpack in school every day, and fencing practice, I'm really, really, really sore. It seems that every muscle in my body is complaining, and every joint is out of line. I should be grateful, to be honest, that I have Frisch legs. Frisch legs are stronger than the average person's are, and thus are perhaps more suited to sports that involve much movement. However, my Frisch legs, although strong enough to kick a large hole in the wall, are stiff, cramped, and sore like there ain't a tomorrow. Climbing stairs is an agony.

On the bright side, I have a skating lesson tomorrow, though. On the downside, I'm not going to be in good condition for my lesson because of my legs, which will be just as stiff and sore (if not more) as this afternoon. But at least I'll have fun. I'm joining the adult class this time, which will be more to my level. It's actually supposed to be for 18 year olds and up, but they made an exception for this 16-year-old because she can do spins, mohawks, cross-in-fronts and -behinds, shoot the ducks, 3 turns, and bunny hops. Trust me when I say I'm so far above the children's class that it's not even funny.

Hm.... I'm almost done with GS2. I've reached the final lighthouse, but sadly, I don't have the 18 Djinn in every catagory. So I'm gonna have to do some research tomorrow on Gamefaqs.com . Should be easy enough, but sadly, I have no idea where to search for any of the Djinn, save one. Ah... wait. Never mind, make that save two. I can find a Mercury Djinni and a Venus Djinni. I do wish that I could get Excalabur, though. I have two bars of Orihalcon, and so I want two Excalubars. However, Sunshine keeps making armor and Millenium helms and Nebula Wands (<-- an admittedly good weapon), and Steller Axes, and I don't want those items as much as I want the Excaliburs. So Sarah is annoyed. Sarah has to research other forged items, too, because I have 3 golems cores, 2 mithril ore chunks, and a salamander tail, and I have no idea what items are best. I could, I suppose, just forge the stuff over and over until I find what's the best, but at this point... (shrugs) I'm lazy, so sue me.

EB and Cat seem to be having trouble finding friends that aren't utter airheads. Other than Dan, that is. (snorts) What on Earth is it with the name Dan? Dan-kun, Dan-chan, EB and Cat's Dan, Dan Kyle, that other Dan. All apparently really interesting characters. Egad.

Oi, I'm sore. Well, it appears I haven't done the "hourlong entry" thing. It seems to take me a good hour to write a single entry, most days. Maybe it's because I want to go to bed for skating tomorrow.

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Ah, before I forget! April 18-24 I'm gonna visit Pittsburgh! I'm gonna visit! Christa (and Laura).... Make sure there's Anime Club that Wednesday, okay? And possibly an Anime Night? Do not make me beg. I'm gonna be pretty bored that week, because all I'll have to do is sit in the USCHS library, help the librarians, and walk down to USC Public libary and use their unblocked internet. Also possibly walk from class to class and laugh at everyone who has classes while I lounge around. I'll even laugh at the seniors. (smiles) EB and Cat, think you can come?
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So anyway, that's a small portion of Sarah's stupid life. Later, all!

Well, today was fine, I guess. No, heck, it wasn't. Oh well. Anyway, today there wasn't a hour-and-a-half delay, which saddened me but didn't really surprise me. So I took the bus and froze in the cold, as usual.

Social Studies: Depressing, wow. But not the usual depressing. No, we watched part of "The Patriot" today. At least Robbie and I were sitting close so we could exchange quiet jokes over all the somberness.

Math: Ickness for Tuesday's homework. Didn't get a single one right. I *hate* matrices. Especially when you're solving for three variables. Ick! Today's homework wasn't too bad, though. Determinents for three variables. Much easier. And less paper wasted, too. Yay for the trees.

Study hall: Dorin went to some music thingie, leaving me behind, so I played GS2 for most of the time, also working a little on my math. Yay for GS2.

English: This is what made my day not so great. Today we got our grades for the quarter of the semester (yes, that's an eighth of the year.) I have a B+. That doesn't seem too bad, right? Well, it is. I was trying the best I could throughout the entire stupid class and all I get is a B+. I am not pleased. If I hadn't done a topic that I was interested in, I would have had an A. If I hadn't done a topic I had to research so much in, I would have had an A. But no, I cared too much about the retarded class, and see where it landed me!

That's my main beef with today, but there was a side distraction that made life a little more interesting.

I've mentioned RJ briefly on this journal, but I don't think I got much into his character. He's smart (seriously smart), poor, caring of other people, and either fashion sense deprived or ignoring all fashion sense in every possible manner. He wears about a hundred bracelets on each wrist every day. And his outfits, well... they're not even close to the "normal" standards. I can't say this without being hypocritical because I tend to wear things that match and that's all I feel matters, but today's outfit just crossed the line between being "different" and "gross." (sighs)

Okay, you know those fishnet things that women wear sometimes? Imagine a long sleeved shirt made entirely of black fishnet. Put a solid black (and female) vest underneath it. Then put it on a moderately skinny guy with long, loose, brown hair. And make sure it doesn't quite fit at the arms. Black pants, normal looking.

Not a pleasant picture, d'ya think? I didn't. Actually, I drowned my initial dislike of the outfit so that I could study it more carefully, attempting to hold judgement until I saw how well it fitted on him, but this time, my initial and educated judgements were the same. Not something he looks good in. Uh-uh. No, definitely not.

That outfit kinda went over the lines of decency, too, if you ask me, because I could see both his arms to the armpits if he had raised his arms, which thankfully, he didn't. It also afforded me a slight view of his sides, which I noted, before I realized that I had, that he's definitely not overweight. Actually, he looks like he's in some sort of sport, but as of yet, I haven't asked along those lines.

I believe I'm going to try to wipe out the memory of that outfit from my poor brain. It's bad for my health...

RJ himself isn't so bad, I'd like to mention, but he needs a new wardrobe... For the record, I don't think he's poor enough that he was forced to wear that outfit. He suffered many comments on his outfit today, though. For the further records, I didn't say anything. I promise. I said nothing. I think he caught me contemplating his outfit, but I'm pretty sure my expression was either thoughtful or neutral. Although maybe it looked like I was frowning, because people say I tend to frown when I think. But oh well... he'll forgive me if that's what he thought, I'm sure. I've been making an effort to be nice to him in general, since other than his outfit, he seems to be an awesome person. He's been known to say interesting things, such as "I reject your reality and replace it with my own!" I didn't actually hear that one, but it came up in English class and it sounded pretty cool. ^_^

I bet mom's going to be on my case soon, so I think I'll go play GS2 again. Hopefully I'll run across a Mercury Djinni soon, Piers is the only one with 5 Djinn now. Everyone else has 6. I hate it when that happens. Sadly, I have no idea where I'll find the next one...

(rubs her cold hands together briskly and waves)

Ta, all.

Today was dumb. It wasn't good, it wasn't bad. It was just dumb.

Today I had to take the bus to school, which involves standing out in the cold for about 15 minutes while looking both left and right, wondering which direction the bus will come from. It also involves inhaling all the stupid car fumes as each car zooms past. It's not my favorite thing to do, to make an understatement.

Social Studies was okay. We went to the library and I talked to Robbie and used the computers for all sorts of illegal purposes. Illegal, meaning, "fun" and "uneducational." I even got the worksheet I was supposed to be doing finished. I saw Chris there, too. Chris is a senior, he's Dorin's friend and he's also a bass in Chorale. Apparently he likes reading, too. He recommended I read Terry Brooks sometime. I think I may just do that. He's a kinda quiet, but seems nice enough. Chris was playing Runescape in the library. His character... wow. He's a member, and his gear is just awesome. Dragonite weapons, Runite everything else. Dragon hide armor of all colors. His char is combat level 83, and he was kicking the crap out of some green dragons when I looked. His total level was over a thousand. (shakes her head in sheer disbelief)

Math class.... We're working on matrices. Do I need to say more? We're using them to find the intersection point of lines, and it's taking forever. I know how to do it, it's just I tend to make small mistakes that screw all of my work up. Having given Mr. Rhault his asked-for hour, I'm leaving this crap alone. Man, I hate math.

At about 9:50, an announcement came on, telling us that we'd be dismissed at noon. The reason was apparently that a massive storm was coming in. It was raining at that time. Everyone was happy, including Mr. Rhault. However, he did have to tell us all to shut up, because he wasn't done explaining the problem we'd been working on. He managed to finish just in time, as the bell rang at 10.

Study hall was study hall. There were puzzles and I'd brought my GBA SP, so I played GS2 for a bit and then got myself a puzzle, which was called Word Mines. Anagrams, in other words. So I did that for the rest of the class time.

English class was the main source of my annoyance today. I gave in yesterday and redid my essay (oops, still have to send the edited version to Matt...). So today, I turned it in to Dr. Kirk. He read it while I put my head down and tried to sleep, and after he was done, his words were "Good, Sarah. It's much better." I'm glad I was able to keep a straight face, because I felt like scowling. I sort of nodded and went and sat down. See, the problem with getting that praise is that the essay isn't mine anymore. I didn't agree with anything he said when he critisized my essay. He gave my pointers and told me exactly what he thought I should "fix." So I changed it to suit what he thought was best. So it's his essay now, not mine. So then, according to me, he was just praising himself. Hence why I felt like scowling. I also felt like saying "I'm *sooo* glad you like it, Dr. Kirk. I'd be *so* disappointed if you didn't, considering it's your essay."

Taka: (nods furiously) You should have, too.

Gatsu: And then where would she have been?

Sarah: Shut up, you two.

Anyway, that was half the class. Some of the rest of the class had me prodding RJ's rubber duck-shaped object (seriously, the size of my head), trying to figure out if it was wood, plastic, or rubber. He was gone at the time, and there were about 7 people in the room, so I thought it wouldn't matter too much. As it turned out, it was rubber. It gave slightly under my prodding, and it *was* a rubber duck. I found this very amusing, but I kept my smile and my chuckle hidden and silent, respectively. The last portion of class was comprised of me using the Internet and going to the Guidence office to talk out my Junior schedule. I'm taking A+/PC Repair, AP English (oh no...), ACP Social Studies (worse oh no....), ACP Precalculus (ack!), ACP Chemisty (sigh...), Woodworking, Individual/Duel Sports, and Chorale, of course. (sighs muchly)

I don't *want* to take Woodworking. Or Individual/Duel sports. Actually, I'd prefer to take German or Japanese, but I'm probably going to be taking those as Independent Studies. Which means I won't have those as classes every day. Which means more homework for poor, slow, idiotic me. How do I get myself into these situations? (scowls furiously)

So we got out at 12:00. Then I waited until about 12:20 for my bus to even come, then I got on the bus, then I went home, then I had two hours of computer time as a celebration of the half day, then I did some math, then I ate dinner, then I found out that my skating lesson is cancelled. I was looking forward to that lesson, curse it!

Hence the third part of why today was not a good day. (sighs)

I still have to do a document and the questions for Social Studies, although I'm hoping with all my heart for a snow day tomorrow. Oh! I forgot to mention. It was raining when I left school. The rain was freezing when I opened the door and went inside. When I looked outside after getting a snack, the rain was starting to bounce on the deck. Not too long afterwards, it was snowing. There's now at least an inch on the ground, probably closer to two. It's blowing and snowing and the power just flickered a little. I hope muchly for a snow day. I'm gonna do my stupid document homework anyway, just in case there's only a delay and I sleep right through it. (and I will, too, just watch me)

Computer gaming news: Geneforge 3 is scheduled to come out sometime this month. Jeff being Jeff, he didn't say exactly when in March. It's only the 8th, but I'm waiting not-so-patiently. Along with everyone else on Spiderweb software boards. I'm playing a scenario in Blades of Avernum right now.

Video gaming news: I may not be able to buy Final Fantasy 1/2 anytime soon because of GF3. GF3 is actually going to be less expensive than FF1/2. How ironic is that? Anyway, I'm playing GS2 right now, and I just started, so no worries... yet.

Online gaming news: I've been sticking with KoL, but Runescape and BattleOn have dropped off to nothing. Powerpets, too. Hmm... did I forget anything?

Chance news: I think I beat Axas in our arguement over whether the homosexual orientation is wrong. He said he'd PM me on Monday in the afternoon, but he hasn't gotten back to me yet. And Axas has mentioned that he "needed time to organize his thoughts." (chuckles) I wonder whether he's having trouble admitting that he's been soundly beaten? Well, maybe that's not quite fair, but I think I did corner him, at least. Maybe he's really busy or something. Projects happen, sadly.

Kurt news: Kurt's coming by train! He gets to take 5 bags of luggage, the lucky guy. 'Course, he starts out at 1, (yes, AM) so perhaps he's not that lucky. But still... He's taking all his fencing stuff, and a ton of books. Can't wait to see him again. He hasn't seen the new house yet, either. (smiles and shakes her head faintly) "Welcome home, Kurt, would you like a tour of the house?" Some home.

(yawns as she is less cold now) Sarah wants a snow day... Sarah wants three feet of snow... Sarah wants more time to finish her "X things that annoy me" list.

That list has gotten to 220 items. ^_^ Not bad, huh? Ah, wait. 245 items. Well, I was close.

Ta, all....

Well, almost. She's back on the road, anyway. She's headed for Forest Heart now. She's going to buy herself a nice hand saw and go make herself a nice cabin. And then she'll go inside and sigh, and then go back to Forest Heart and steal a chair. And then steal a bed. Or something. Hopefully she'll be able to carry them, or at least drag them. Ta!

(sighs) My life is so messed up. I made a graph of sorts of why, but it won't scan right, so I can't put it up. Let's just say I'm so glad I turned out so well.

Soriyaka's found a nice spot to call her own in AL. It's really, really remote. All she has to do is get herself a nice hand saw and make herself a cabin. Then she'll be happy. With some furniture, of course. ^_^

I'm still confused over getting hugs. It's odd, because generally I can come to some kind of conclusion over such things in a decent amount of time.

Bother this, Grant's talking to me again, going on about all his problems, exaggerating them further, etc. It's so annoying.... I can't even play AL to make myself feel better, because Sori's running her heart out trying to get back to civilization.

And since I'm playing music, AL, running AIM and typing this, I can't really play Runescape too. That annoys me. Life annoys me. Sympathy from people who can't understand annoys me. Ah! That's what I need to do. I need to continue working on my "X things that annoy me" list. And one of them is Grant. Hm...I think the more complete one that I made is on my basic account's documents folder. That's going to be hard to reach. Gah.

Hm... perhaps this "Recent Documents" thing will help.

Nope. Gr. I was up to 165 things that annoyed me, too.

I made a map of Sori's little hiding spot. It's pretty simple, colored squares with the text that AL shows in the center. It's a nice map, though.

It looks like Sori's on track. I'm back in the plains where she stopped to get a drink the last time. I think she'll stop there, maybe sleep a bit, just so she doesn't get exhausted or system shocked. 'Cause that'd be bad. Then she'll head on again.

I don't think anyone's reading my journal, although considering the contents these days, that's not suprising. I just seem to ramble on. But that's life, isn't it? Journals aren't for adventures. (Unless you're Simon and you're writing a story with the journal thing, in which case you're exempted because you rock.)

Ah, Sori sleeps, and now Sori dreams. I've found just one dream that doesn't turn bad. Just one. And there's dozens of dreams. Isn't that pathetic? The world isn't like that.

I haven't talked to Matt in what seems like ages, because yesterday when he went online, I had to leave. He still hasn't told me what his issue was. I don't want to guess, it's like judging someone.

Christian is out, presumably at church. He got to take Mindy to church today, so he's probably pretty happy. In any case, he's not here, so I can't talk to him.

Simon... his away message states that he's busy, so I guess I'll leave him. That plus my finger hurts. I bashed my fingernail backwards yesterday, so now I have this huge bruise under my fingernail. Just not good, y'know.

I have more to say, but a thought just occured to me that I should probably type out. Only, in a private entry.