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This morning, sitting in the sun, the beautiful Georgia belle shivers. "She's cold!" her boyfriend teases as I approach. I do what I find logical, and drape my coat across her shoulders.

"You're such a sweet boyfriend" she says to me in jest. I smile outwardly, sharing the joke, while something inside of me whimpers. I can't always get what I want, but if I try sometimes, I wind up with a friend instead, and that's just as good.

(Just as good)

This evening, chatting during an event. She mentions to her roommate she'll be home at ten. "Not if I kidnap you!" I threaten, trying to keep any tone but friendship out of my voice.

"I might not mind that" she flirts back, and be it outwardly or inwardly, I wince.

So I warn her. "You better be careful, I might start taking you seriously." She laughs, and we discuss for a moment our addictions to flirting. The night trails off; we part ways.

Maybe all I do want is flirting. To court a beautiful woman, treat her in the chivalrous way all people are meant to be treated. Maybe I want more.

Summer's coming soon. We'll see what happens with the fall.

~Sor
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So, Arisia was pretty awesome. I was at a bit of a weird place hormonally (Anyone want to trade?) but the incredible emotional high of spending a weekend with a lot of people I really quite like totally made up for it and gave me a wonderful rush of homeness.

"Steampunk is easy. All you need is goggles and a top hat." "Yeah, if you WANT to look like a poseur."

(Sorry. Am having conversation while updating. I am scum like that.)

Annndyes.

So.

Here's the awesome(?) news. The fun of Arisia last year was that the monday of it was the day I could move back into my dorm. So, like a sensible person, I assumed that the monday of this years Arisia was the day I could move back in.

Classes start on the 26th. Dorm opens on the 25th. I have a week in Boston to screw around!

So, yeah. I'm going to enjoy being able to spend time in my city as it's meant to be, what with the good and glorious SNOW everywhere to play in. (I suspect I'll be sick of it as soon as I have to walk anywhere ever, but in the meantime, ohmygod, SNOWWWW!)

My shoulder is being read over, which is always slightly disconcerting not because I mind the words being read, but because it always tends to make me self-conscious when I am watched in any way, and doubly so for what I lamely consider my art. 'Specially because I tend to have just abysmal grammar.

Annnnd I'm going to finish packing now. Byeeee.

~Sor
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Brain: Oh, stop stressing about food. It's not like you're going to be here much longer, three or four meals will be plenty.
MoreBrain: Yeah, it's only what...a day and a half? Two days? Fourty eight hours and fifteen minutes until you need to get your room inspected?
Me: .............
Me: I could've lived a happier life without knowing that fact.
Brain: It just sucks to be you, doesn't it?

~Sor
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Ohman, weekend!

Friday, I pretty much just hung out with assorted college kids --Lauren, Emily, Ty (Em's boyfriend), Ria, Maddie, Dominik, and Cecily-- from about noon until three in the morning. It was kinda righteous.

Lauren and I watched Saw II somewhere in the middle of that one. It's pretty good, and ohman am I a wuss. Just kinda in general. Various groupings of people also watched Willard and Thank You For Smoking, but I was phased out on the computer for most of that. (Fucking TV tropes.)

Saturday, I woke up when the amazingly amazing Lezzie-Beth called me and was all "Uhm, lab hours for Play Productions class, kthanksbai?" (in not quite those words) I wound up working in the theatre for the next five hours or so, helping to make a chastity belt. Which was kinda fun, especially the interlude in the middle where me and Lezzie-Beth wound up looking at assorted torture devices, as part of the "hmm, lets google chastity belt for reference!" thing.)

Got food, went upstairs...and shut myself into my room for all hours. I think my goal was to never leave and be real life social ever, mostly because I was...slightly socialed out.

This was actually a good thing, as it culminated in having a much needed gossip session with my fabulously sexy best friend, Veronica (seriously, go look at her new usericon. What the *fuck* Belanie¹, no one has any right to look that amazingly good.) Of course, just as we started to get to the really good bits, my internet connection went all "fuck this shit!" and died on me. So me and V need to finish that gossiping sometime, probably/hopefully over spring break.

Me and The Katters wound up tossing text messages back and fourth for about an hour, while I did some housecleaning, and then I went to sleep. At four in the morning.

Eleven and a half hours later, or so, I woke up again. Man, there is nothing that will totally fuck up your sleep schedule as much as waking up at three thirty in the afternoon. On the plus side, I do feel particularly well rested.

Once awake, I stumbled downstairs, got food, remembered that I had been invited to xalolo's for gaming, went "Shit yes!", put on clothes, and walked to Harvard Square so I could catch a bus to his place.

...and waited. For a really frigging long time. Rarrrrrr.

EVENTUALLY the bus showed up, and I went over, and said hullo to Chris (xalolo) and to Nathan (Lab Rabbit with pretty hair) and to other assorted people, and wound up getting sucked into a game of "Covert Action", which is an pretty good game with a terrible winning mechanism. Like, "Planet Hollywood" terrible, only *worse*.

Played a couple rounds of Sixis, which is currently in beta, and I got to play a bunch of when I went and worked for Chris a couple weekends ago. It's interesting to play it as a team game instead of a two person game. I'd like to try it with three sometime now.

Played a game of "Blue Moon City" which is a suprisingly fun "God, this is the sort of game I hate, isn't it?" game. Part of that may have been that it takes about 20-40 minutes to play. Still though, I may have to accept that strategy/thinking games are not inherently evil.

(Totally unrelated note: WANT ICEHOUSE. WANT PLAY! Who's in Boston and willing to play with me? *whines*)

And then we played a million zillion rounds of RockBand, because it is the greatest video game ever. I no longer suck at the drums part on medium for "Foreplay/Long time".

Annnnnnnnnd I'm out. Class soon. I may wish to eat something. Hmm, maybe I should curl up in a corner and read. I haven't done too much of that lately.

~Sor
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1: From "Girls are not to be trusted" by Derrick Comedy. It's a pretty hilarious sketch, visuals are SFW, audio is decidedly *not*.

LAST FINAL OF SEMESTER:
Part one: Finish databases for projecty thing. STATUS: Complete.
Part two: Print out a page of information, with pictures, for each superhero. STATUS: About to be started
Part three: Create an Excel spreadsheet. STATUS: Oh god, there will be no sleep tonight, will there?

EVERYTHING ELSE I NEED TO DO BEFORE I LEAVE:
Part one: Clean room. STATUS: Bahahahahah!
Part two: Pack. STATUS: Oh god, there will be NO SLEEP tonight, will there?
Part three: Hit up Newbury Comics for Becky's birfday present, hit up Joie de Vivre for more christmassy grabbag things and possibly a clone-type present. STATUS: Well, I actually can't do this one until tomorrow. So, on hold.

You know what's fun? KNOWING that you're not going to sleep until approx four PM the next day, so you can crank the loud bouncy music and grin like a manic idiot and be prepped to stay up late.

~Sor
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Terry Pratchett apparently has alzheimers. I got five different posts on my friends list telling me this, which makes me go all "damn." and kinda sad.

I do have a small advantage that there's still a *lot* of Pratchett that I haven't read yet, so I still have a lot of teh funny to look forward to. But still man! That's just not cool.

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I've pretty much just completely adopted this as the format for my elljay, haven't I?

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Pretty much annihilated my sociology final. And then I went back home and went to sleep, because waking up at eight o clock for a final I was done with by nine is not at all a fun thing to do.

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Weekend: Hopefully WGA strike thing (ee, Whedon) with possibly Maddie and possibly Keira on Friday. Baking cookies and playing games with Keira and Magus and other people on Saturday. Holiday partying with Lauren, Emily, Kate Monster, Dominik, Ria, Maddie, Mando, and very plausibly other people on Sunday. Last final on Monday, then home again home again.

Next month or so: Sweeney Todd comes out on the 21st. Georgetown and Tree Decorating on the 23rd. Christmas Eve type stuff and bowling with Santa on the 24th. Christmas and All That on the 25th. Katters shows up on the 26th. New Years on the 31st (shit-need-costume-rar...007 verse wears tailcoats, right? (Still kinda want to show up as the evil villans cat in an attempt to get scritches)) More New Years on the first of January. Katters leaves on the sixth (I think). Come Home on the 17th and go straight to Arisia. Yarrcon until Monday, at which point I will hopefully drag mum around to meet all my friends. School for a week, and then Vericon on the 25th. Collapse in a tired heap of "who's idea was it to attend back to back cons again?" on the 28th. School!

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Apparently, Rent is a lot of what my mood requires right now. It's very confusing when my mood doesn't tell me what kind of music it wants. Stupid brain.

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So, what bits of pop culture am I missing like woah? Music, movies, books, games, etc, just tell me what you will force down my throat if you realize I haven't actually heard/seen/read/played it.

~Sor
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Sostuff!

Ksatyr is up here hanging out with me for family and friends weekend. <3 So that is superduperawesome, and I probably won't be online much until Monday.

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We just saw a magician! He was mysTEERious! *waggles fingers*

After the show, I went and showed him the finger-dog-creature thing that Kat/Jake taught me, and he boggled. Which was cool.

***

Me, Emily, Lauren, and Dominik are forming a marshmellow wars club. Then we will have funding, so I won't have to buy pipe and fittings out of pocket. This is a Good Thing.

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I love my boyfriend!

~Sor
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Is it a bad thing that the best thing I've done in any class so far is the statistics test I just finished?

Gawds, I love math. And stats is recokulously easy maths, with lots of algebra, (my favourite)

So. Uhm. Yeah. Yay maths?

[/BLATENT NERD!]

~Sor
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So, since I've gotten a whole lot of people telling me they like my collegeposts, I should probably catch up with the last few days, ie, since Thursday.

Anywho.

Wednesday or Thursday night we had a hypnotist come in, which was highly entertaining. Highlights include him convincing the boys that he had onstage that they were chippendales (doing a family friendly show) and so I wound up with a boys shirt in my lap. He was remarkably unphased when I gave it back to him.

Friday I had my first freshman seminar (Good, easy) and my first Movement and Improv class. The moving around part of M&I seems to be very fun (We did an introduction circle, where you had to say your name while doing a movement, and a walking exersize.) but the sitting down and reading about moving and acting seems to be...much lessso. I phased out a little bit during the discussion, unfortunately --if the class went in the other order, with the moving around first, it would be just about perfect. (M&I is a longer class --two hours and 45 minutes once a week instead of an hour and fifteen minutes twice.)

Friday had an improv group show up, Mission Improvable. They were very fun --really knew their stuff and had obviously been working as a group for a long time. Afterwards, I asked one of them where they got their ideas, and he just said "ADD." Anywho, I took some video of them, and they said I could put it up so I'll have to do that sometime. Probably about when I get the video of Jarne playing fetch with squirrels online. (Although my laugh sounds horrid as all hell in that, and I don't like it.)

..Where was I?

Ohyeah, life. Saturday I spent most of reading, and then I met up with Katrina* and Catie and a couple of guyfriends of theirs. We watched Mulan and played scrabble (us girls won.) I also totally deliberated about going to see Rocky Horror, and decided to put it off until the next Saturday I'm in town and not busy, which is the 28thish. So, all one of you Lesley kids that reads this, you should come to RHPS with me.

Sunday I did more slacking. I was doing major league slacking --spending all day inside with my computer, but then I went to the xkcd park, so it was all good.

Today I got up at 6:30 (!) did the morning thing and went to my 8 AM sociology class...to find about ten minutes in that I was in the WRONG 8 AM sociology class in that building. Cue mucho embaressment on my part as I explained to that teacher that I was in the wrong class, and explained to the correct teacher why I was late.

I'm psyched about Socio, though. I like the teacher, I like the subject, and I'm sure I like the book once I get the shrink-wrap off.

My computers class is currently in the "disorganied" stage, but only because we didn't get the laptops until halfway through. Oops.

ANNNNNYWAYS!

I have Stats homework to do, and English for tomorrow, not to mention a lot of reading for Socio and M&I. I will get that done.

And now that people have told me they like my collegeentries, this one is complete garbage. GARBAGE, I TELL YOU!

~Sor
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* *gnashes her teeth in mild annoyence*

P.S: I bought a Wicked ticket, on ThirdBase's advice. One of the dramaclub girls* said she'll go with me, so I won't have to wander Boston alone.

*The president of which is in my computers class, and actually asked me if I wanted to be the new treasurer. I stammered out something --if my schedule isn't too hectic, I may even accept. :P

Notes about things:

*People smoke a lot more in college then in high school. (presumably because it's legal) There are always half a dozen kids out on the quad with lit cigs in their mouths.

*My dinner tonight was a bag of Combos and an apple that I swiped from the dining hall yesterday. I am officially a college student.¹

*HOLYSHIT! I COMPLETELY forgot to bring my HTML cheatsheet! That means that stuff that I should know how to do, like links inside my post, have completely been lost. ²

*There are at least three bookstores in Cambridge that I haven't gone into yet. Aiee! (one over in Porter Square, the one next to Diesel Cafe in Davis Square, and Barefoot Books up along Mass Avenue.)

*I should go to bed in the very near future, and read the rest of Sandman #9. Also, I should brush and braid my hair again, since I had it braided all yesterday and that was nice.

Goodnight!

1: Magus, this was not your fault. Mom, this was not Magus's fault. I will eat a proper breakfast tomorrow and be perfectly fed.

2: Well, I could always go look them up. But I'm lazy, and by posting the above, Tho might go ahead and tell me it again.