Yeah, that last entry would be mel. *laughs*
So yeah, home for the weekend, since trick-or-treating in Fredonia is like, illegal over the age of 16 and past 8pm or whatever. wankers.
Just as well tho, cos it ROCKED here last night. Well, once we got out, which took a bit longer'n planned... merani&co were already at devon's, so Mom drove Daf and I over there at, what, I think around 7 or so, we caught up with the five of them (mel, devon, briana, rachel and faith) a little ways onto part of Reddick Lane - the street I lived on 'til I was like 7, and also in Zinni's old neighborhood, so I knew right where we were the whole time, which was nice. *g* We went around the whole neighborhood, and got MAD tons of candy, and it *THE* most *PERFECT* Hallowe'en night *ever*, truly. We've *never* had weather that nice, it was awesome.. it was soooo warm, I was almost *too* warm at times in just my silk-like-pajama-costume, there was a thin moon that turned from aged yellow to orange to eventually near-red by the time we got home, it sprinkled for about a minute but that was all, it was sooo nice... the five of them were all spastic as always, briee in particular, uhhh.. which made it fun. *g* Daf and I kept smacking into everyone with our wings (mine white, Daf's black.. we got a pic of us together, for now, there're two sketchy-digital ones of me from yesterday here and here..not very good of *me* but you get the idea of the costume *g*), and the yin-yang on the front of mel's boogiepop costume, she'd drawn on a piece of paper and scribbled-in with marker and taped to her cape. *laughs* (FABRIC PAINT HI this is why we start making costumes sooner'n five minutes before we head out.. *g*) But yeah, it was good. There were these two random boys who followed us most of the way, at first it was just this one kid and Briee ran over to him and asked him his name and how old he was and all this stuff... his name was Andy and he said he was 15. "Fifteen.. like a one and a five?"
So he and his friend who later joined him, both in random hockey-type masks, Andy's with the blood-running-down feature, were either just ahead or just behind us the rest of the way, his friend went up to some of the doors *with* us to get candy, never really saying a word, I don't even know. *laughs* We figure they must've just been bored out of their minds or something.. either that or are just so deprived for female-company that they follow around 13-year-old girls and a college-age sister and friend around on Hallowe'en... I don't even know. It was amusing.
Got back to devon's street a bit after nine I think, went past the house at the end where a group of kids the girls knew were like, drunk, or something.. "You can still come here if you already came, there's more candy!" "Uh, I don't have anymore candy, is money ok?" just all this random shite, Rachel and Faith started walking towards the house anyway 'til we called them away cos we were like dudeokno, we're walking away and one yells out "I'm a pimp without any ho's!" and we're just like >___< I don't think so.. Got down to Devon's house, her parents and a bunch of the neighbors were out around a small fire on the steet, with candy and they'd had s'mores and whatnot, there were a few *liiiittle* little adorable kids with big things of left-over candy they gave us, we learned the kids at the end of the steet'd had the cops called on them, figured they were drunk or whatever...
..I don't know, it was interesting, seeing people together as a *neighborhood* like that again...I guess it just reminded me of when we were there, that's how it'd be, in a way it's similar to our dorm, but on a larger scale, I dunno... but Reddick was the only time I'm lived in a place like that, in Perry we were too spread out, and here..I dunno, just, no-one's ever outside, and now like half the people around us have moved, others won't stay long...
But yeah, so about 9.30 Mom picked up me and Daf, we went out to the car then briee followed and GLOMPED me and it was cute. *giggles* Went to the grandparents, who were suitably impressed by our costumes and fed us cider and donut holes and took pics, then got back here finally a bit after 10.
And I got online to talk to Megs and play with our U2s and celebrate Larry's birthday. ^____^
...only then I learnt that THIS COMPUTER IS A FECKING PIECE OF SHITE HI cos it was fine for a few hours, then I accidentally bumped into it cos CHAIR OF DOOM tried to kill me and it restarted... and from there, the vicious endless circle began. I managed to get back online ok after a bit of frustration, but about an hour later it went out again... and it doesn't just restart and then you're good, oh no... if it doesn't do the multiple-beeps thing when it starts to reboot (which results in *no* picture and just the tower sitting there beeping for theoretically forever), it goes to the check-disk option, which might take hours to go through, but if you skip, it might very well get hung up *there*. Anytime the thing gets hung up, you get to start over - and just hitting the power button doesn't always have an affect, now and again you have to commit one of the major sins of computer-usage and just nail the source of power - in this case, the switch on the wall. And then some of the time I got the safe-mode option screen, and it hung up there once or twice. Finally, I got into windows, signed onto aim, got out a message to Megs---and it rebooted. Got back in again, didn't even *finish* typing my message, and it rebooted. One of the times I was in, I pulled up My Computer to move some files I'd put on the desktop, and suddeny all the fonts went into bits and pieces, utterly illegible. Managed to fix that by changing the resolution, but then it went into rebooting again anyway. And when things came up onscreen again, there were just random bits of colour and shite, tried again, everything was blotched up, tried again, ditto.....
So finally I gave up on the madness, Matt was home so I asked if I could get on his computer a minute and just tell Megs goodnight, cos I couldn't get back on.. (I'd already borrowed his computer once or twice at this point during some of the longer rebooting-fits, so I could let her know what was going on. Cos for once, his pc wasn't passworded.) It was what, I think around 3am at this point.. so I went into my room (climbing over the literal MOUNTAIN of dirty clothes Matt cleaned from his room and piled up in front of *my* door - as there's only a three-foot square landing at the top of the stairs that seperates my room from his). Lit a few candles, gathered up my sketchbook, the stories I'm currently working on, and a pen, a few U2 cassettes, turned out the light and curled up on my bed, putting the Wide Awake in America ep. And just *listened* thru to the live version of "Bad"... it'd been awhile, and it's so good... <3
And Larry's awesome. <3 <3 <3
^_^
Re-read a few of the pages I'd brought with of "In One Man's Eyes" (I forget to grab all of it out of my psych notebook, but I have like the most recent four pages, which picks up shortly before the scene I'm in, so s'all good), and wrote a little more. I *think* it's pretty good, The Scene that I'm writing now... like, I dunno, I still feel like I'm repeating phrases and certain words too much, and just, I dunno, at times I feel like I'm just babbling and rambling on and on with it.. but I think it's ok, it's just so much in detail, it's not like, yeah, he hugged me then kissed me, it's, y'know, something like, he slid his hands down my sides and wrapped his arms tightly around my back, leaning forward slowly to press his lips warmly to mine. ... uhhh, yeah. *g* But it's good. I think I'm finally worked my way *almost* up to yeahstuffhi. Took me, what, five or so pages to get here, but.. *laughs* but that's ok, cos it's not like we want them to go from hanging out quietly all night on the beach to back to Ad's apartment and POUNCE. Yes this is slash, and yes a fair bit of the thing is gratuitous - but it was intended as a gift-fic, so s'all good, but.. I *am* trying to keep at least *some* semblance of plausability in the thing.
Aaaanyway...
Yeah. I'm still half-asleep, I did manage to sleep in 'til like, 2 this afternoon, which was good, then I had some breakfast and hung out with mel and we watched digimon with the sound turned down and random j-pop remixes played overtop. which is far funnier than it should be. *g*
Think I'm heading to Mom's for dinner, then maybe the grandparents' afterwards, not sure yet. Laur's coming home today sometime, which is cool.. I'll try not to be up *mad* late tonight, so gimme a call like, uh, shite. *laughs* Ok call *Daf* first and find out what time her parents are taking us back to Fredonia tomorrow, we can work out a bit of time to hang out from there. ^_^
Megs, I'll try to be online tonight when I can, we'll see how this goes... Mel told me today that when the computer does the beep-thing, you just have to like, move the tower around and usually tilt it a bit and yeah. gahhhhh.
Anyway, I should go showe---nooo, Megs is on, nm! *laughs* kbye. ^_^

 
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Ooookay, lots of stuff from the past week.. *laughs* really, I should update more frequently, I know, sorry...

Anyway, yeah. Friday night, went to see Our Town with Britty, cos Haruna's in it and all... and oh my goodness, we were *blown away*. I'd not seen the show before, but it was really good, and it was *so* well done - Britt, who had seen it done before, by more professional groups than ours, said it was easily the best she's ever seen it done. One of Haruna's favourite professors, Ted Sharon, had the lead role of the stage manager, and... wow.
*laughs*
That one word is our quote-list entry from the night, cos when we got back, and Haruna got back, Britt and I just stood there talking it over with her, and saying how amazing it was - Britt'd started crying at the end of the second act, and was *still* crying an hour after it ended, just, it was incredible.. and we'd start out all coherent, but finally, we were just at such a loss for words over this, we'd be reduced to "...wow." *g*

Saturday was our suite-trip to Six Flags (*chucks a rock at them, pesky mega-corperate bastards*) Darien Lake, ended up being Britt, Meghan (who's not in our suite but hung out with us a lot last year, so Britt invited her) (and it occurs to me that I don't know if that's how you spell her name, but that's how I'm used to spelling it now so that's how it is *giggles*), Jen, Erica and I.
And the rain.
And the cold.
*laughs*
It was really a lot of fun, we had a good time, went on like, I think all the rides that were *open* - about a third of the park was closed off. And we wandered about their little ghost-town thing, and watched..a really, poorly-done "show"..ok their dancing sure was great, but.. they killed lots of good songs. and there was barely a plot. and the singing was bad. and there were SO many little kids there and there was SO much that wasn't the sort of thing little kids should see. which pissed the hell outta me. >_<
But there was no haunted house, *or* haunted hayride, like there was last time I went at Hallowe'en...but then, that was before Six Flags took over. blah. cos they were both friggin' *awesome*...
But yeah, so rides, and stuff, and fun.. and then Jen wanted to go into the arcade and play skee-ball.
And I... oh my freaking goodness, I think I really *DO* have a problem. Cos like, I was *really* flipping out that I didn't have the money to play ddr--- oh wait, lemme tell that story first.
I had $7 or $8 total cash left - my first paycheck FINALLY comes on Friday. So I grabbed the $5 in case I needed food, brought it with.
Was standing in line with Jen while she was getting fries, decided I'd just get a corn dog cos they were cheap and right there and I didn't wanna wander around forever looking for the fried dough I'd originally wanted. So I pull my money out of my pocket, went to unfold it...
...
it WASN'T MONEY. It was this *damn* little pseudo-bill that was actually a little tract-thing some random lady handed to everyone in line for Hanson in Buffalo. I'd kept it, cos instead of resizing the image for the back, they'd just spliced out the middle, so it said 'Five Lars', which, of course, amused me to no end.
*Why* the *HELL* I'd left it in my WALLET is beyond me. >_< So I'd grabbed that, thinking it was $5.
And it wasn't.
So Jen was a sweetheart and bought me a corndog cos I was starving.
But, thus, I had *no money*.
And there... there was the DDR Extreme machine, waiting, alone, only the occasional little boy trying to pass a 2 on it.
I seriously wanted to like, cry, it was insane. Y'know how you felt when you were a little kid and couldn't go do something you REALLY wanted to do, or get, or whatever? like, I dunno, you're at the playground and you haven't had a chance to go down your favourite slide yet and you have to go home. It was like *that*, I hadn't felt that since I was like nine, y'know?? it was icky, I don't like it.
And it *scared* me - I'm *that* addicted???
So after playing around on the drum simulator-thing (which looks cool but is intimidating - they *don't* show you what to play, it just plays the song and you play whatever you want. uhhhh, no. bad idea.), Erica lent me a dollar to play DDR. And I spazzed and rejoiced and was sooooo happy! So I get up there, and.. I'd been trying to console myself earlier with the fact that my shoes and feet and bottom half of my jeans were SOAKED THROUGH, so I wouldn't play as well as I could anyway... so yeah, I get up there, and bounce and am all happy, go to Standard mode, and go to Dam Dariram. Which is a six, and I've beaten *maaaaany* many times since that first time on that very machine over the summer. And I was *rocking* it, doing *perfect*..until it hit the four-sets, where you've gotta hit all four arrows right in a row as eight-notes. Which normally isn't a problem for me at that speed, I can manage it. Only...
I slipped.
Which threw me off, my feet got off-place on the arrows, I kept missing them.. slipped again, and again, not falling but nearly and getting scared and missing more arrows and---
I *FAILED*.
And I seriously very nearly cried, I felt like SUCH an ass...... but I figure it's cos I didn't have enough self-discipline to not be all upset and actually borrow money from someone and--- yeahhhhh. Pride goeth before a fall or whatever applies here... bah. >_<
But, I was fine, Britt reminded me that I *did* look really good up to that point, and I *was* wet and slipped which was out of my control.. and anyway, it's not like anyone was watching but maybe these two little third-grade boys who couldn't pass 2s, so whatever. *g*
So, yeah, hung out, it was cold, but very, very pretty, all the lights around shining in the puddles all over the black pavement once it got dark... headed back about 7.30 or so cos we'd done everything there was to do and didn't feel like waiting in the Superman line again.

This afternoon was the choral concert over in King Concert Hall, and it was *very*, very good, as always, the chamber singers and the choir really *are* amazing.. one of the songs they did was an arrangement of a Japanese folk song, which amused all of us cos Haruna was with us. ^_^ There was this really pretty Italian one, the translation was in the program and Haruna read it over and called my attention to it, I said yeahhh...
University Chorus, tho, did two songs CCHS's done of late... "Jenny Rebecca", which we did with Goodling - thus, I remembered *every* note of it *still* *laughs*, and had to try hard to *not* sing along, and "The Road Not Taken" from the Frostiana set..which we did "Choose Something Like a Star" from, and I think they did "Road Not Taken" the year after I graduated. (Not to be biased, but I think we did a better job... but then, you've got a group of a few hundred people up there trying to sing a lullaby? no. *laughs*)

Afterwards, we hurried back here, Britt got changed, and we headed over to the William's Center cos this Youngblood Brass Band was gonna be playing, Britt'd heard a few songs in her musics of the world class and I'd heard about them in band, and we decided to go. Stopped downstairs to get some dinner for starving-little-me, then went up to listen...
And oh my freaking *goodness*, they were AMAZING. Like.. they're a brass band, it's a few trumpets and trombones and a sax and a friggin' *sousaphone* and a bass and snare drum... but they're *amazing*, first off, and then the snare drummer raps thru about half the songs, but it's good rap where you can understand the words and they're *good* and they have *meaning* and it all worked tho it doesn't sound like it would, it... wow. We were *blown away*, really. Neeeed a cd, esp. since they're mad hard to find on Kazaa or winmx. And neither Britt nor I had the cash to buy a cd tonight. >_<
Their site, btw, is here, go check it out.. I haven't just yet, but I'd think there's gotta be soundclips somewhere. They're touring the NE right now, so if any of y'all hear about them coming near you, GO, cos they're amazing. ^___^

So, yeahhhh... hopefully things'll calm down again the next few days, cos I've a Hallowe'en costume to do maaaad tons of work on.
And I canNOT spend a friggin' *DIME*, cos I have *just* enough for laundry tonight and the brass ring for my halo from WalMart. And that's IT. ^^;;;;; ..just holdin' out for Friday.....