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May. 30th, 2005
Wow...decided to go through all my stuff today, in the interest of finding my Latin dictionary so's I can do some work in prep for next year. Found my freshman year journal. There's a picture Evi drew me...of me? Maybe? The pic has a labret piercing and a pentacle and cool hair...but I didn't have a labret at the time, and I'm not sure what she was doing drawing in my journal anyway. She drew on my pants, too, if I remember correctly...I should dig those out next time I get bored. And oh look! My very first attempts at writing in Korean...and Jee Eun correcting me.
And then it skips a month, always a troubling sign in my journals. And then my typical opening line for a "OMGWTFBBQFACE!" entry. "A truly incredible amount has happened since last I wrote." Let's see what it was...
Oh, when Linden and Pocky were killed. And then my subsequent battle with Kenny. Never tried to disembowel a man before. And my increasing panic at what to do for Thanksgiving break, since obviously I don't want to go home. Heh, wow, that was about the start of my hating being here. Impressive use of ellipses there Jasmine. I'm glad I don't write this in English, it seems horribly melodramatic to me now.
This is amusing, random quote on the top of the page: "But when your brain starts charging a supermove..." I love reading old journals, but this is a little strange, writing in an online journal about old entries in a pen&paper journal. I just ran out of interesting stuff, anyway. I'd have to switch journals if I wanted to continue, and by the gods I will do work today. At least I didn't dig out my Explorations book or something. I saw it and was tempted, but I don't want to get that sidetracked, or laugh that hard.
Erg, I need to email Amy about the druid character she wanted me to write...and remind her that she has my Latin text. I /need/ it, dammit! But that's ok, I have a back up book of Vulgate grammar. And the internet. And my inherently awesome linguistic powers. That should be enough. I'm pretty rusty at Latin lately; and I could use a brush up on Koine by now, probably, too. I could invite Amy to Kaerwyn, as well. Or at least let her know it exists. She likes RP enough (being obsessed with it and all), and I would be interested in seeing any char she generates operate in Kaerwyn. Maybe I should email all the people I don't talk to on a regular basis, the ones I'm sure are interested in talking to me anyway, like Amy and Tim. Could even try and get in touch with Evi, if I wanted. But I think there's a limit to how...functional I can be, and polity and sociality might exceed it. Fuck, I've even been flossing. No, I can't get much more diligent and industrious, or I will cease to be myself.
Sw00t, barbecuing today. Ribs, turkey burgers, and chicken. Tasty, tasty. Maybe holidays don't suck all that hard. As long as they involve food, they're ok. Food and fire. Good combination.
Mrrrr...Akon's in a couple of days. I wish I could go, but that would require...more vehicle stealing than I'm up for right now. Maybe some day.
Guess I'll get on that Latin now...Or draw some pitbulls, or whatevah.
And then it skips a month, always a troubling sign in my journals. And then my typical opening line for a "OMGWTFBBQFACE!" entry. "A truly incredible amount has happened since last I wrote." Let's see what it was...
Oh, when Linden and Pocky were killed. And then my subsequent battle with Kenny. Never tried to disembowel a man before. And my increasing panic at what to do for Thanksgiving break, since obviously I don't want to go home. Heh, wow, that was about the start of my hating being here. Impressive use of ellipses there Jasmine. I'm glad I don't write this in English, it seems horribly melodramatic to me now.
This is amusing, random quote on the top of the page: "But when your brain starts charging a supermove..." I love reading old journals, but this is a little strange, writing in an online journal about old entries in a pen&paper journal. I just ran out of interesting stuff, anyway. I'd have to switch journals if I wanted to continue, and by the gods I will do work today. At least I didn't dig out my Explorations book or something. I saw it and was tempted, but I don't want to get that sidetracked, or laugh that hard.
Erg, I need to email Amy about the druid character she wanted me to write...and remind her that she has my Latin text. I /need/ it, dammit! But that's ok, I have a back up book of Vulgate grammar. And the internet. And my inherently awesome linguistic powers. That should be enough. I'm pretty rusty at Latin lately; and I could use a brush up on Koine by now, probably, too. I could invite Amy to Kaerwyn, as well. Or at least let her know it exists. She likes RP enough (being obsessed with it and all), and I would be interested in seeing any char she generates operate in Kaerwyn. Maybe I should email all the people I don't talk to on a regular basis, the ones I'm sure are interested in talking to me anyway, like Amy and Tim. Could even try and get in touch with Evi, if I wanted. But I think there's a limit to how...functional I can be, and polity and sociality might exceed it. Fuck, I've even been flossing. No, I can't get much more diligent and industrious, or I will cease to be myself.
Sw00t, barbecuing today. Ribs, turkey burgers, and chicken. Tasty, tasty. Maybe holidays don't suck all that hard. As long as they involve food, they're ok. Food and fire. Good combination.
Mrrrr...Akon's in a couple of days. I wish I could go, but that would require...more vehicle stealing than I'm up for right now. Maybe some day.
Guess I'll get on that Latin now...Or draw some pitbulls, or whatevah.
