Reading: PThe Nightingale and the Rose, Oscar Wilde Audiobooking: The Sorrows of Young Werther, Goethe Watching: Farscape Doing: Way behind on all crochet. 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12.23.2003
Having a life is fun now and again. *giggles* But I think I need a niiice long morning of sleeeeeep to recover now... Was definitely up 'til like 5am last night working on Christmas things..okreally just like, all the stuff for Megs & family, painting ornaments and wrapping things and searching futilely for one of the smaller things I'd gotten her and the supplies for making my Christmas cards...as that failed, I re-sketched my design, scanned it in, downloaded some awesome new brushes (yes again *g*), and played in Photoshop for an hour or two, fought with the printer, and finally successfully printed some cards. *giggles* Woke up at like 11.30 or so, wrapped like mad and touched up some things and printed out some more cards and took a shower and then suddenly it's 3.15 and Laur and Aneya are friggin' in my breezeway waiting for me and I'm just starting to tape up the box for Megs. *laughs* So, flung all that together and had Laur drop me off at the post office while she went to the school to pick up Glenn... 2-day shipping on the box was a LOT less than I thought it was going to be - YAY for things being dependant on weight and not size! ^___^ Took care of that, waited for rather awhile for Laur to return, due to some issues or another that arose while at the school, the details of which I have not yet heard but whatever, they got there. *g* Got to the movie theatre, and everyone who was coming was, in fact, already there - Laurel had issued numerous threats about getting there on time, and it was definitely us who were late. *giggles* ..fortunately, we'd set the time mad early, so we still had plenty of time. ^_^ I hadn't eaten yet, so I went to go get food, along with Erik who also hadn't yet eaten. *giggles* So he asked if I wanted to split a large popcorn, I said sure, we each got a large drink (cos I knew I'd need the caffiene to make it thru today), and all headed into the theatre. I wound up sitting between Erik and Nate, Nate snuggled Bethie the whole time (but unobtrusively so that was fine *giggles*) and Erik and Julie (who was on the other side of him) and I, having already seen it RotK once, made plenty of silly comments. Which got progressively worse and woooorse throughout the movie, oh my goodness. *dies giggling* ..and no, you *don't* want to know. *g* Erik ruined a particularly good bit by a comment, so I finally just smacked him...then a bit later he smacked *me* cos I soooo killed something else.. ... ...look, when you spend your weekends rp'ing U2 slash and reading way too far into pics, you get VERY very good at thinking of these sorts of things. *laughs* (But no I am NOT *EVER* going to write LotR slash. Never. No. Just...no. *giggles*) I think we were only about half an hour, maybe an hour into the movie tho, when Erik and I both had to go to the bathroom. By the end, we were DYING omfghduk;j. *giggles like mad* It was insane, we both *love* the movie but we were just like c'mooon END DAMNIT! So the SECOND it faded we grabbed our stuff and squirmed past everyone and SPED for the bathroom. *laughs* Move let out about 8 or so, and we all decided to go down to Gregorio's, at the intersection by my house, to get some food. I had Laur drop me off back home so I could call Britt and see what was up, and also get her address and directions, cos Erik'd offered to drive me over if I got stuck for a ride (as was likely) cos he had nothing at all to do tonight. Once I got all that, I walked down to Gregorio's to meet up with everyone again, we hung out there awhile, had some pizza, I talked with Erik some more cos everyone else'd crammed up two booths so we sat in the booth across from them. I got my Christmas present from Laur and omfg it's AWESOME! *laughs* It's the lil mini-lunchbox with Care Bears Uno cards!!! which I saw like a few weeks ago and thought was the BEST thing ever only I hadn't the money to get it at the time. Laur, you *so* rock. ^_____^ Was I think a bit after 9 or so when we finally left, and Erik and I attempted to find our way to Webster. Thank goodness for mapquest, otherwise we'd've been doomed. *giggles* As it was, there were a few semi-close calls, but we made it and it was good. ^_^ He had to get back home, so he just dropped me off, but..idk, it was just really nice to be able to spend some time with him today, I haven't seen him much since the summer...tho he was saying there's actually a possibility of him ending up in Fredonia next year (he's a senior), which would rock. ^_^ Got to Britt's, was hugged by Britt and fecking TACKLED by Laura, same's last year..*giggles* They were all watching A League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, which I'd actually wanted but never had a chance to see...only they were halfway thru it already, so I kinda missed a lot. But what I saw was cool. *g* There were I guess about ten people there, they left a few at a time over the next few hours...there was *definitely* no caroling at all, which made me very sad, but everyone'd boycotted on Britty apparently. And hid her song-sheets. And when I called her she'd been shut in a closet by them all but I'm not really sure why that was still. *giggles* But yeah, we hung out and talked and stuff, Leska was there, some people who I either met there last year or'd come to visit in Fredonia or whatever, so they were familiar kinda at least, which was good. And picking-on-Britty is always a very easy common ground we all share, so s'all good. *giggles* Watched stupidthings on the internet for awhile... But we watched this one thing with like, a ton of those photos with ghosts in them and things? and I've seen that sort of thing before, and about half I'm pretty positive were just camera-issues, accidental double-exposures and whatever, but still.. then there was a bit on these sounds...*that* freaked me out, and I'd never heard it before: Human voices can only hit a certain range of soundwaves, I forget the numbers but it's like 30mghz (or whatever) to 200 or something...but there'd been recordings where they've caught voices *below* that. And no human's ever actually quite gotten as low as 30, but these were lower..so it couldn't've been accidental people talking in the background or anything, but they were definitely coherent words, and singing....*that* scared the shit out of me. Then one of the girls, Margeret I think it was, related an episode of 'real ghost stories' or something that runs/ran? on one of the nickelodeon or fox family channels or something...it was *mad* creepy, it was like, this guy worked as security in one of the oldest still-standing jails in the country, it was a tourist attraction at this point and they'd sometimes get kids coming in and vandelizing at night and stuff, so he was nightguard. One night he heard someone talking in a hallway, so he went to go check it out..and there was no-one there. The door shut, and locked, he was stuck there for like two hours cos he was the only one on-duty, there was no-one around...then seemingly on its own, the door opened to let him out. He wouldn't ever work the night-shift there again, and understandably... but his son didn't get why, and had the people from the show come in and check it out. So they set up all this gear, tape recorders and video camera and infra-red sensors and all sorts of things.... The old-fashioned jails were *not* rehabilitation centers, you were quite simply locked up and left there... solitary confinement, you were shut in this room and not let out, the inmates eventually went crazy... then were taken out and strapped into beds in the infirmary until they died. So it's the infirmaries that are thought to be the most haunted places in these old jails... It's thought that in order to communicate, or whatever they want to do, ghosts need energy. The batteries in the equipment was completely drained by morning. What tape and whatever they'd gotten, doors had opened and closed and there had been movement but no-one there... The one thing that still had some power in it was the tape recorder left in the infirmary...and on it was someone's voice, screaming, "get out, get out"....... Holy fuck I'm scared shitless again, my eyes are tearing up it's *that* bad..... *shivers* I love ghost stories like that, I don't know if it's cos I *like* being scared shitless or if it's just..idk, it's the same sort of feeling that I get in museums and antique stores, looking at old things... in the car aftering shopping at the co-op, merani was saying how scary old things are to her, you start wondering what their life was before they got there...and that's just it...it's the story behind it all, tied in with the other-wordliness of it, I think, that attracts me to ghost stories... I'd like to write one sometime, a good one... I read a lot when I was younger, I should again.... Anyway, wow, tangent aside--! *laughs* By about 12.30, there were six of us left at Britty's, and turns out Margeret lives in friggin' Gates which's not far from me at all, so she offered to drive me home YAY! *giggles* But first, we all apparently decided to go out to get something to eat. Perkin's was the plan, 'til we found out like thirty seconds down the road that they're no long open 24 hours like some of us had thought. So we went to the East Ridge Family Restaraunt, which is *the* hang-out spot in that area, from what I'm told. *giggles* Random, but fun. We got food and hung out and talked and talked about *many* many things that undoubtedly should not be talked about in such a public place and particuarly in a restaraunt (apparently...okthere is NO polite way to say this, fuck it *giggles*...cum apparently helps prevent breast cancer? *laughs* no idea. that led to a long bit of interesting discussion, one guy and five girls at our table..), but there was no-one near us really and those some tables away were our age anyway. *laughs* S'all good. So that was mad fun, I had some pancakes and eggs and bacon, which made my total like, what, almost two meals in the whole day? *giggles* (That, two pieces of chicken finger pizza, half a large bag of popcorn, and a large cherry coke. *laughs, shakes head* dreadful, I know..) Sometime between 1.30 and 2 we finally all left, I got home at 2.15. And I am maaaad fecking tired, I need to sleep now. *giggles* g'night all~
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