I really want to be a pirate so I can flail my sword at the evil viruses and say "Avast!"

T'is true.  Also, I should not read webcomics that give viruses to people.  Not cool, Girls With Slingshots, not cool,

So apparently my current English professor knows an old English high school teacher of mine.  Is there some sort of  networking program for liberal English people?  This was sort of freaky and weird....

In other news, I'm playing a passive-aggressive waiting game with someone.  I should feel ashamed or something, I s'pose, but, eh.  My winning is more important than potentially losing the prize, which could be a problem.  (Don't get paranoid; the person doesn't read/know about this blog).

Singing with gma

Today, during one of my required concerts for my choir, I felt my grandmother in the audience.  This would be plausible, except that she's dead and therefore not interested in such things.  I even thought I saw her for a second - until it turned out to be some other old lady.

The thing is, though, I wasn't the only one who was on the Grandma-was-totally-there-in-spirit train.  My grandpa decided that he was really sad, because she would have totally dug the concert and wasn't here.  It's okay though - he decided later that he was glad he wasn't also dead (what he's been hoping for since she died a few months ago) so he could hear me sing, because I have her voice.  My mother affirmed this and went on to explain how much my grandma dug musical theater and wasn't it a shame it couldn't have happened before she died.

Not helping the whole mourning process, family, thanks.  That being said, I really miss her still.  If she was here, she would have been all over that concert, dressing up, bringing flowers, asking why didn't the director realize my inherent genius and generally fussing.  And then we would have gone out to eat and sat and talked during the meal and on the drive home.  And we can't because she is dead and I messed up my song to her at the funeral and this has been bugging me for awhile and why I don't audition for solos anymore.

So that needed to come off my chest.....

So maybe I should get off of Facebook...

I don't even have a valid excuse for procrastination and I'm not stressed enough to start attacking the mountain of work I need to do.  Solution: to-do list.

• Finish essay blurbs for college apps
• Write essays for app to Best College ever
• Go on a date (meaning get pretty for date)
• Write poli sci paper
• Figure out Waste Land thesis
• Write Waste Land paper
• Shred papers on desk
• Finish moving
• Clean room
• Laundry
• Change my car's oil
• Pick up checks from work
• Eat (This really shouldn't have to be on my list, but if I don't include it, the chances of me eating anything decline by 90%)
• Avoid talking to my uncle
• Pay for choir dress/tickets
• Put in lightbulbs
• Trade chairs

Hrm.  Maybe I can make stuff happen after all.

Th3 Nerdster

I have a long distance artistic hipster boyfriend. Who'da thunk?

This past week has been a whirlwind of dates and midnight kisses and I really should go home right now, but I don't want to's. I realized it was serious when his parents gave me spaghetti with meatballs and I ate around the meatballs. Even more so when he invited me to play D and D with his friends (I'm a neutral good gnome wizard now). I've been introduced to his friends and parents, we've already been stopped by the police for being out too late (I think the policewoman was more shocked to find us fully clothed and talking than anything else). We've had the relationship convo - and both of us are willing to commit to it. I don't think I've been this excited for awhile. And it's totally going to continue.

I was going to do a long post

but I'm gonna go meet the Boy and adventure with him instead!

Nerdy hipster adventures in parks and malls and sundry places ftw!

ARGH

I was going to post an awesome picture of epic proportions, but never mind. The sizing's all wrong and looks dumb.

Update: It's now my desktop instead.

The breather

Finally I have a weekend off! It seems like for the past month, I've been stressed and strictly in survival mode. Scratch that - when you have to give a schedule to your friends of when they can call you, so you can actually respond, there is no seeming - it just is.

But on the plus side, I think I still have A's in all of my classes, three events up and ready for the State forensics competition next week and a whole bunch of applications that are ready to be sent in to various colleges. And most of my stuff is moved into my new room (which, ironically, is my old, old room). I'm managing to start seeing people again in both senses of the word and even usually remember to shower.

Life is going to get crazy again, I have no doubt - next week is filled with homework assignments, due dates, work , friends, and a huge tournament. But it's nice knowing that, just for a bit, stress isn't obligatory.