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dragoncon slashiness?
8 Jul 2003 01:20 pmi'm going to dragoncon. anyone else? is there going to be a slash groupy thing there, perhaps?
8 Jul 2003
hm, hm, hm
8 Jul 2003 01:30 pmmommy bought me a flapper dress at a thrift store--turquoise silk covered with beads and two inches of beaded fringe at the hem. it'll have to be altered. and we might have to do that by hand. but oh! so pretty! she thinks i should delay cutting my hair for that reason. right now, it's capable of looking flappery. but it's getting QUITE annoying too.
the virtual world and the real one
8 Jul 2003 06:17 pmone of my eyelids feels really heavy and--ugh. and my hands too--hot. but my feet are cold. i hate temperatures like this. it was 91 around eleven when i first went outside today. actually, that's a bit cool for july, i think. it's not hot enough to bake you when you step outside, especially not without those huge waves of humidity; just hot enough to be really icky and uninviting.
no doubt i need to get out more. for the few days that mother is home, i should have more opportunities: she's tried several times to drag me away, and she even offered to take me to the bookstore and buy me books. i didn't feel like getting dressed and going right then, and i was waffley, but she doesn't understand that 'welll' means you don't know. really, what i suppose she doesn't understand about me is that i like to be talked into things. i know she would have wanted me along. but it's ridiculous: you can't ask to be talked into things. no new books for me, then.
i suppose i can join in later--go to school with her tomorrow and paint the new-constructed parts of the house. perhaps that would make me feel better. maybe the internet is like a drug and sitting in front of the screen is slowly, gradually draining out my soul! aie! sometimes i have that suspicion. when i get entirely cut off from the computer, say for days at a time, it's a big shock, and kind of unreal--like an entirely alternate universe, where doing things means moving around and expending energy, and stuff. and talking to someone means talking, heh. of course, when that happens, i long for the quiet dimness of the computer again, and an empty room...
no doubt i need to get out more. for the few days that mother is home, i should have more opportunities: she's tried several times to drag me away, and she even offered to take me to the bookstore and buy me books. i didn't feel like getting dressed and going right then, and i was waffley, but she doesn't understand that 'welll' means you don't know. really, what i suppose she doesn't understand about me is that i like to be talked into things. i know she would have wanted me along. but it's ridiculous: you can't ask to be talked into things. no new books for me, then.
i suppose i can join in later--go to school with her tomorrow and paint the new-constructed parts of the house. perhaps that would make me feel better. maybe the internet is like a drug and sitting in front of the screen is slowly, gradually draining out my soul! aie! sometimes i have that suspicion. when i get entirely cut off from the computer, say for days at a time, it's a big shock, and kind of unreal--like an entirely alternate universe, where doing things means moving around and expending energy, and stuff. and talking to someone means talking, heh. of course, when that happens, i long for the quiet dimness of the computer again, and an empty room...
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8 Jul 2003 08:35 pmside-effect of being greatly spoiled eldest child:
the recurring urge to throw a fit and yell 'dammit, PAY ATTENTION TO MEEEEE.' as the princess, it is my due! etc.
well, another side-effect was good self-esteem; so i guess perhaps it evens out in the end, eh.
the recurring urge to throw a fit and yell 'dammit, PAY ATTENTION TO MEEEEE.' as the princess, it is my due! etc.
well, another side-effect was good self-esteem; so i guess perhaps it evens out in the end, eh.