wild_dreamer: (Default)
Friday, August 27th, 2010 09:44 am
So many things. Apparently LoudTwitter isn't updating my twitters to my journal (AGAIN) so if you want to keep up with me on this trip, you might want to actually go and check out my Twitter page: http://twitter.com/aWildDreamer

In the meanwhile, some updates!

Turns out my friend from school will not be joining me after all. She got offered a gig at Bumbershoot, which is really big and happens to be the same week as Burning Man. Oh well. She also won't be contributing the money she promised me towards gas and the hotel room for NDK, despite telling me that she'd be able to give me that money even if she wasn't going, to make it as easy as possible on me. Nice attempt at compromise, too bad she failed to follow through on it. No more serious plans with her until she does some growing up (she is young, there's a certain amount of leniency I will grant her) and proves to me that she can actually follow through on plans and her word.

Gear is packed up! Food is packed up! Clothing is.... Not packed up! Here I am, planning to leave tomorrow afternoon, and I'm going off half-cocked. WHEE.

I still have so much to do today. So many, many things to do before I can go anywhere. I registered for classes yesterday, have to run down and pay my tuition today sometime (probably when I go to pick up @Binjali from the ferry terminal). I have to finish my grey water evaporation frame and get it strapped down to my car. I have to make sure all my gear is organized and I have room for it all in my car and silly things like that. (I'll have room, just need to play Tetris to get everything comfortable.) I have to take a bunch of blankets to the laundromat, for reasons which I will get to momentarily. I have to wash out the 5-gallon water cooler from the Future In-laws, because it was moldy inside.

And on top of all this to-do? The cats have fleas. I spent all day yesterday running laundry, washing bedding, vacuuming floors, washing cats, and applying medicine. This morning? Little bastards are back, medicine or no medicine. I'm considering this holistic garlic treatment idea, if I can get the cats to eat a little bit of garlic daily. They are unimpressed with the apple cider vinegar in a dish of water. I am at my wits' end. Beloved will have to keep up on the vacuuming and keeping everything really clean while I'm gone, and hopefully by the time I'm back it'll be well under control.

Now it's time to go finish organizing my gear and putting away my clothing and figuring out what I'm going to want to wear on the trip. And then running a bajillion errands. Love and kisses!
wild_dreamer: (Naruto - Badass ninja)
Tuesday, March 10th, 2009 05:44 pm
I am looking on Craigslist (preliminary search and all that) for (small) HOUSES.

Or 2+bdr apartments.

Within James' budget.

GYAAAHH. >.< I'm like, an ADULT NOW. And moving in with him! Soon. And OMG WHATDOIDONOWGUYS?!?!

*Flail!*

Aside from continue to gently nudge my Libra towards the actual "thinking about how this all needs to work" side of things, cause he's adorable and good with being reasonably practical but he fails a little bit at the planning things out in advance thing.

Or maybe I'm just a little over-exuberant?

I DON'T KNOW.

Capslock?! The capslock demons have eaten my brains, guys. SRSLY.

Waaauuuggghh.

Anyway. I'm trying to get ahold of him via text (why is his phone never charged or on him or.. GRAHH! Kick him and make him-- HAH. Text message!) to ask such important questions as "What exactly IS the budget?" and "What radius from your current location/job should I be looking in?" and "I really don't need to look at more than just the apartment complex you're already in, do I? But I want to anyway.."

HELP.

I'm trapped in an adult version of me and I wanna go play at the park instead. D=

I JUST DON'T KNOW. I AM SO IN DEEP SMIT. HALP.

*Waits for him to text her some more.*


By the way, guys, did I mention the bit where I feel like I've been replaced with a pod-person? I was on the phone with Zee the other day, last week sometime, and went to get my book out of the car.... and got distracted by sorting boxes in the living room, forgetting the book. WHUT. But hey, I sorted a box!

I've been slowly actually sorting my way through all the boxes I packed from Colorado and getting rid of things. Next up is cleaning out this damned rat's-nest of a room I've got, and packing up things (in a couple months I'll get to the packing, for now it's just the cleaning what needs done) to move out.

OH MI GAWD I'M MOVING OUT.

WITH JAMES.

My brain is running little rat circles. And he's being obstinate and difficult. D:<

I do not want to ask how much he makes because I'm sure I will feel sadly inferior.. but suddenly I am in charge of apartment budgeting (self appointed though it may be) and sort of budgeting for him now too since he's just admitted to me that he really isn't very good at it.

I suspected as much. He's fabulous at saving, since he doesn't generally buy expensive things, but when it comes to actually budgeting things he's a bit of a--...

Yup, the inferiority is setting in. Christ, he makes three times as much as I ever did in my little retail jobs.

COLLEGE IS NEXT PLZKTHX. So that I can (albeit eventually) pull my fair share of things.

Cause he shouldn't have to.

Even if he makes more than me.

WAUGH. FOR NOW. FOR NOW, I SAY!

I am so totally random and spazzing today.

I AM PLANNING A FUTURE WITH THIS MAN. WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?!

LIEK, SRSLY. MAKING A BUDGET.

I feel a little woozy now... somebody make me a drink!

A new drink. Because I'm not, actually, terribly fond of mimosas. So when I finish this, I shall have a peppermint hot chocolate to make me all warm and fuzzy, and return to PUTTERING and doing STUFF like sorting and budgeting and being a GROWN UP NOW ZOMG.

...I think I need to go call Em now, and spaz at her for a while. Possibly do things and stuff while I spaz.

'KAYLADY ILOVEYOU BUH-BYE!

/logout
wild_dreamer: (Crashed PC)
Thursday, February 12th, 2009 12:25 pm
Writer's block sucks ass.

Ten million things to be working on, any one of them will do, and there's nothing.

Even something new would be welcomed, a short story that I can scribble out and finish off.

Nothing.

So I issue a challenge to myself: Anyone who wants to can comment with a subject and I'll attempt to write at least 300 words on it, ten to twenty minutes of writing. It might be total crap, but it'll give me a direction and get the fingers moving.

The more, the merrier! I'll take fannish subject matter (as long as I'm familiar with the fandom/pairing/character/whatever) as well as random essay subject.

Okay, go! *Points to comment boxes and hovers over the keyboard in anticipation.*
wild_dreamer: (Akito - Cute/Psycho)
Sunday, November 16th, 2008 08:16 pm
Urgghhh.

So, new job, right? New people. Awesome people.

Making friends with my coworkers. Hit it off pretty well with this one guy. I do not find him in the least attractive, and I'm honestly not that impressed by his social skills either, but we talk about useless things. Comic books, his military career... shooting the shit. We both just happen to be good at shooting the shit, and he's outgoing enough to chat with me.

He offered me a ride home, I cautiously (I don't trust people..) took it. Had him drop me off along my street, but not directly at my house. Got offered a ride to work Saturday morning, when I had to be there at 6:30 in the morning, and he was working that morning too. Swapped numbers with him, in case I changed my mind or whatever in the day between, or something changed.

He texted me to invite me out paintballing on the middling day when he knew I wasn't working, and I'd politely declined, saying I had family plans.

Got picked up Saturday (once again on my street rather than at my house, I'm extremely cautious about this because I don't exactly trust him) and everything was fine, cool, we talked a little both times he gave me a ride.

And then...

I get two text messages from him tonight, while I'm at work and he isn't. "Your Beauitful." and "Your Beauitful and Smart and nice. I like you." (Direct from my phone, there. Spelling mistakes, crazy capital letters, and all.)

Followed by a call that I didn't take (because I was AT WORK), and he didn't leave a message.

I am now convinced that he's a douchefag, was out drinking, and FUCKING DRUNK TEXTED ME.

He kept thinking I was mad at him for teasing me or whatever at work? I told him he'd know if I was mad. And boy, will he ever know that I'm mad at him.

Fucking douchefag.
wild_dreamer: (Default)
Thursday, September 4th, 2008 10:45 am
Okay, time for a real update! 'Cause I know y'all haven't had one in a looong time. I've been too busy and stressed to keep everyone else abreast of my goings-on.

Because this got crazy long... )

So, anyway. Chores call to be done, and the cat needs loving, and plans need making. So, I will hopefully be posting a little more often after this gigantic update.

See y'all soon!
wild_dreamer: (problem)
Tuesday, August 26th, 2008 08:43 pm
I have just lost all the phone numbers on my cell phone. A bad software update wiped everything. Text history, notes, numbers, pictures. They gave me a new phone, and it's.. as empty as the last one after wipe.

If I had your number, or you want me to have your number, post a comment (they'll be screened). Please and thank you.

Phone, you suck so hard.

That is all. I need to go cuddle my boyfriend and watch some anime and not freak out. Work tomorrow, bright and early. Ugh.
wild_dreamer: (Freckle - overenthusiastic)
Sunday, June 1st, 2008 12:49 pm
Why are there people who don't seem to understand being told to screw off?

I'm sitting, on a date, and my cell phone goes off, right? Text message. Not something uncommon, for me. I've got a lot of people who text me, some who do so now and then even if they know I'm on a date.

However, this one wasn't from any of the usual suspects. No, this one was from Asshat himself.

Yes, the Great Ex Boyfriend of Asshattishness.

Requesting, once again, to talk to me, to be friends with me.

I ignored it. Last time we spoke on even vaguely friendly terms, I told him I was never speaking to him again. I don't want anything to do with him and his stalkerish obsession with me.

He expects that somehow, my decision will change if he keeps bothering me from time to time. But... no. Not after what he said to me, not after that email he sent declaring me a slut, a whore. Not after how he messed up.

I don't believe he still cares, he's just obsessed with what he can't have. Because I've made it perfectly clear that he can't have me, not now, not ever, not at all.

Somehow I'm seeing Bartleby and Loki, trying to get back into Heaven despite the fact that it would end all of creation for them to succeed. But I am not a forgiving God, I'm only human.

And while I have been known to forgive and forget, I won't be stepped on. He's had his chances at forgiveness, and he's blown them. End of story.

...I know you're reading this, because I know you stalk my journal, and Niisan's. Just leave me the hell alone already. I don't want your attention. GO AWAY. How many ways can I say it?

How many times do I have to?

You don't want me back. You want the ideal you've created around what we could have been back. You want the idyllic, happy little thing you see here, not the pain and anger and frustration. Remember my fists, the way I would scream and strike out? You were barely a step to recovery. You only made me realise it was a real problem, something I needed to stop. But you weren't the solution. You never could have been. Stop texting me when you're drunk.

Get over it. Turn around, walk away, and for god's sake don't look back.
wild_dreamer: (Crashed PC)
Saturday, May 17th, 2008 02:47 am
Great. Big. Fucking. Sign.


I don't get it. I really, really don't get it.


"So, you know when you kissed me goodnight last week...? Well... that was kinda my first kiss with a girl."


My brain: "Ahahahahaha.. wait. You're serious?" AND "Ahahahaha, so what, you've only ever kissed guys before? 8D"

And then: "Waitasecond. So that means you're a... Oh fuck."


What came out my mouth: "Haha, really? ..You're so oddly sheltered. It's kind of cute. n.n;"


Now: "NOT. A. FUCKING. CHERRY. CHASER. No. Just.. wtf? Universe. You must hate me. Do I have a GREAT BIG FUCKING SIGN OVER MY HEAD?!?"

Universe: "Why yes. It says 'I Fuck Virgins' in big glowing neon flashy letters. Why do you ask? It's just next to the one that says 'I talk to crazy people'. Have fun with your life!"

*Headdesk.*

Plus side: He's cute, sweet, geeky, reasonably open-minded, and incredibly bright. Now the big question: What sort of crazy is he? =D

Tune in another time for the answer. As soon as I find out. e.e

But for now, it's bedtime. Cause I've gotta work tomorrow.
wild_dreamer: (Naruto - horrors of fanfic)
Saturday, May 3rd, 2008 08:52 am
My brain just created the most convoluted and frankly interesting dream in the history of ever.

Which appears to have combined elements from Angel Sanctuary, Death Note, Firefly?, and something odd and entirely other.

I'll tell what I can remember... )

Welcome to my wacky brain, ne.

(tags pending!)
wild_dreamer: (DN - Light is wicked)
Friday, April 4th, 2008 11:55 am
Let's see here.

Things I forgot from con babble: KK's friend's are like GOLDFISH. ATTENTION SPAN OF A GOLDFISH.

"We'll just go wait in line for the cosplay contest, right? YEAH. OKAY!" ...ten minutes later... "I'm bored. Wanna go see what else is going on?" "OKAY 8D WE GO BUHBYE NAO." *Facepalm.* Cue me puttering along after them and grumbling about goldfish attention spans.

We were in the line for the dance for all of about two minutes.


And on to post-con awesomeness now...

Hehe, I'm stalking James-san. Kidding, kidding.

*Five minutes of IM chatting later...*

OH MY GOD. THEY KEEP GETTING OLDER.

But I bet he's not a virgin... I would hope, anyways. *Stares.* Twenty-nine? TWENTY. NINE.

Holy shit. Not that age matters to me, and all, just... Ten years. Wow. I never would have guessed.

Anyways. My current fandom obsession is now DEATH NOTE.

HEART! I -just- met Mello and Near, and OMG Mello is a nutcase! Near is like a miniature blond version of L! SO CUTE. *SPOILER* made me want to scream and flail. I want *SPOILER*!

L IS LOVE. WHY???

I have got to go and mow the lawn before potential work today. Love!

*Runs off in a hurry.*


ETA: Rain, so no lawnmowing. Plus, DAY OFF. YEY. ...I'mma go play DDR dressed like Misa now. =D

Er. As soon as Roommate-chan goes to work and stops napping on the couch, that is.
wild_dreamer: (Shigure - Got Me?)
Sunday, March 30th, 2008 06:10 pm
Omg so con... was con. Heeeee. Cut for loooong con babble. )Speaking of which, I have to open at work tomorrow, so I should catch a nap now while I wait for the pizza to arrive, and then eat and get to bed so I can be functional tomorrow. Love to everybody! Mwuah! I'll try to post more later, but I may forget. Ja matta~!
wild_dreamer: (Naruto - Badass ninja)
Sunday, March 30th, 2008 02:00 am
WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~

LAWL.

I am SO WIRED right now! I came back for the night, cutting the dancing short for the evening, because I figured crash time was a good thing, and I had a ride.

But I so didn't wanna leave the rave! And up until... just now... I was VERY AWAKE.

I thinks I'm sleepy now. Bedtime!!

LOVE YOU ALLLLLL!

Note to self: Find and add Kada and Yazoo to stalk-list (friends)!


OH YAH. I BOUGHT YAOI AND A CORSET TODAY. 8D

K, done. ♥!!
wild_dreamer: (Tinkerbell - won't grow up)
Friday, January 18th, 2008 06:10 pm
So my latest little fan-obsession: Labyrinth.

I only finally saw it fairly recently, or if I'd seen it before it was long enough ago that I don't recall seeing it.

And someone (*COUGH*Nikki*COUGH*) got "Dance, Magic, Dance" stuck in my head yesterday, and.. it hasn't left. I've been trolling the evil place of dooom (fanfiction.net) looking for decent stories, and actually found a few good ones and many tolerable ones, and some that I got halfway through a chapter of and had to shut the window.

Please, someone! Link me to good Labyrinth fic and icons! For the sake of my sanity!

I'm nearly tempted to write a piece myself, actually, but I'm not quite sure I could get their voices down well enough. It would take watching the movie a few more...

Hmmmmm.

I'm gonna go take that walk I was thinking about, and get something to eat, and then I'mma come back and curl up and watch it again on my laptop.

TTFN, y'all!

P.S. ICONS! ARRGGGGHHHHHHHH...
wild_dreamer: (xkcd - grown-up/ball pit)
Monday, January 14th, 2008 02:39 pm
I think it might be a dangerous thing for me to read the books that go with Sooj's latest musics. "Solace and Sorrow" was a fascinating listen, and the readings were incredibly touching. "Solace" very nearly made me cry on the bus this morning at it's end.

She has such a powerful voice, in song and speech.

Sooj, you should totally offer to do full audio-book versions of The Orphan's Tales books. If you haven't already. xD Seriously, you would bring people to tears reading, even more so than simply their own reading of the words would do.


*Distracted by clicking a link on http://www.skinnywhitechick.com that led her to pictures of K firespinning.*

I'm just gonna go look at all of these now and then get back to work. x3


ETA: I was informed by my roomie (who was obviously paying more attention than I at the show) that Sooj possibly already is contracted to do the books. To which I say: ASDFGDJHLKJHGAHJKDKFJAFDHA DOO EET PLZ YES OMG! n_n;;
wild_dreamer: (YotC)
Sunday, January 13th, 2008 11:16 am
Eeee~ I got to go see [livejournal.com profile] s00j last night! SJ Tucker = ♥! I shall have a hat made by her very hands soon enough, and I bought two of her CDs last night.

I had almost forgotten just why I had such a huge crush on her and K. I have been thoroughly reminded. x3 Stunning, the both of them, and even more so together than apart. Also, Sooj has a most lovely voice. I was very much reminded of lovely talents like Sarah McLachlan and Alanis Morissette, listening to her sing.

I was particularly stunned by a few songs, one or two of them really just caught me and drew me in. "Firebird's Child" in particular, which is made so much more powerful with a whole group singing, and with her beautiful, strong voice leading.

I do believe I may have found my faith again. I still want to research and find out more about other religions, and see if anything catches me... but sitting in that group, feeling that energy? That made me feel -right- again. Being with such a powerful group of people, feeling the energy raising during "Firebird's Child" and "Hymn to Herne" especially, it made me remember and feel a bit of that deep-rooted faith again.

So, thank you Sooj.


On to my next bit of squee: THE SUN!!! I SAWED IT! IT WUZ THER IN TEH SKIE!

W00t.

Today was gorgeous and reasonably warm out, as was yesterday, and I am well pleased with it. I can only hope it continues to be so.


On the other hand, last night was too much energy work for my out-of-practice self, and now I have the worst magical hangover evah, and my uterus hurts besides. Dx I hate being a woman sometimes. T-T So I have ended up now curled up in the den with all of everyone else and their WoWing ways. And I ought to go make the can of OJ into drinkability and have some now.

*Skitters out, then.*
wild_dreamer: (wicked)
Saturday, November 3rd, 2007 10:28 pm
Oh
My
God
.
.
.

Smex in music video form. )
Because wow, pretty Asian boys in gorgeous smexy clothing. Singing. Nnngfdskjsa.