wild_dreamer: (Utena - revolution)
Saturday, August 27th, 2011 09:59 am
And here it is again, time for me to leave for Burning Man, for my second year. It's almost hard to believe it's happening, and I'm certain I'm going to leave something important behind, but at least I know what the heck I'm doing this year. :D

It's time for all the last-minute packing, the scramble and the excitement ramping slowly up. I've been looking forward to Burning Man for months, it seems like I won't really be excited for it until I'm well on the road, well on my way there, and it kicks in: "I'm going to Burning Man! I'm going Home!" I'm looking forward to breathing, eating, drinking, and wearing the lovely dust of the playa again.

There's the excitement. Slowly building. Yessssss.

I'll be twittering my progress again this year on the drive, so everyone knows I made it safely into the dust. aWildDreamer is my Twitter username, for anyone who doesn't know; I think it should be posting to my journal regularly and I know for sure it's hooked to my facebook, but you can read the feed directly here at any time.

I'm going to Burning Man! :D

Time to go finish packing so I can leave on time. *grin*
wild_dreamer: (Yuki Sohma)
Friday, September 24th, 2010 11:02 am
A series of random things I wanted to say, some related to Burning Man, some not.

And some reiterating the same thing I have said on Twitter and FB already this morning, which begins with: Fucking ow, my whole body hurts. Muscles I didn't know existed hurt. When I breathed my tea this morning, coughing made me think I was gonna pull something important and then die, it hurt so bad. I love my self-defense class. And I am so fucking out of shape it isn't funny, BUT I AM GLAD THIS IS ALL AFTER MY BURNING MAN TRIP AND NOT BEFORE.

Before I left, I was coming off a year of couch-sitting. Very different from baby-sitting, as you actually do sit on the couch for it, and you definitely do not sit on the babies. Before I left, I was making faces at myself in the mirror nearly every morning, thinking "geez, this last year has been too happy. I'm getting complacent, and a little chunky in the midsection, there." Everyone else says "you look good! Stop fussing," but I don't feel comfortable in my body, and that is, of course, the most important thing. I feel heavy, I feel weighted down, I feel mildly unhappy with myself.

By the time I get back, I'm feeling amazing. Between all the walking and dancing I did and what they call the 'Desert Diet', I have probably lost most of the ten pounds I put on in the last year, and I'm feeling GREAT. Looking good, too, happy about it. Checking myself out in mirrors and saying "yeah, I'm looking amazing again. ;D" and the like.

Now, you're going to be wondering. What is the 'Desert Diet'? )

So with the walking across a city that was two or three miles across and ten or more miles in diameter, all of the dancing, the strange eating habits, and the returning to Colorado to a similarly active event (I didn't spend much time sitting at NDK, I never do), I was in much better shape than before I left. Not to mention that I went hiking with my friend Rudy while I was in Portland on my way home. LOTS OF EXERCISE.

I'm pretty sure this is the only reason I didn't DIE HORRIBLY during my self-defense class, and only had one moment where I had to slow myself down and remind myself to breathe slow and deep. But I made it through class, had a fabulous time, and probably didn't walk it out as much as I should have, didn't cool down well enough. Hence, being stiff and sore now.

You know what they say. The best thing for sore muscles is whatever made them sore in the first place. And a hot bath. ;)

I think that was actually it for right now. Oh, and my ceramics instructor is totally the Bob Ross of pottery. I kept expecting him to start talking about the 'happy little pottery' or something while he was showing us how to work the wheel yesterday. XD

That was all. ♥
wild_dreamer: (Tinkerbell - won't grow up)
Saturday, July 18th, 2009 09:48 am
First, the less squee portion of the day: I have only just discovered that LoudTwitter broke back in June. Oops. So you guys who don't follow my twitter ( http://twitter.com/onnakitty *cough* ) have not been getting the updates of my day-to-day life. Sadness!

And on to the AWESOME SQUEE OF AWESOME which I twittered about last night...

S00j gave me about a bajillion hugs and SANG ME A LITTLE TINY BIRTHDAY SONG when I went up to hug her, beloved tiny thing she is, and she left me so full of happy I could EXPLODE... and then! Kev proceeded to fluster me so well that I forgot to go say my goodbyes to S00j and Betsy before I left, simply by telling me I looked stunningly beautiful.




S00j is so much love in a little tiny package, and Kev is just amazing as well, and I... Gyah. Have no words for how amazing my night was.

I was covered, drenched even, in GLITTER and LOVE, sitting there with Packmentality and Jess, watching S00j and Betsy and Vixy and Tony (whose LJ I do not know, sorry!) all performing the most amazing Shindig I have ever seen.

If I were not planning on going out and drinking a lot with friends, I would probably be trying madly to find tickets to the Serenity screening tonight.

This is going to be the most wonderful birthday of my entire life. Happy, surrounded by friends and loved ones, having fun.

Heck.. this is going to be the best year of my life so far, and hopefully set the tone for the rest of my days. Happy and with everything going for me.


Zee, I miss you already. Hope you're having fun at your con!

Emily... get your ass out here already. I miss you, dammit. Same goes for Dan.

Alex. Call me! We never talk. =[ I miss my Twinneh!

OtherMomma... I hope I get to see you soon. I miss you, and all my PseudoSibs, and just everyone.

Anyone I missed... I love you guys too. Don't hesitate to call or text or email me, k? I'm bad at first contact!

And for everyone's benefit.. http://www.skinnywhitechick.com and http://www.vixyandtony.com
GO LISTEN. Go become fans of these wonderful, incredible people, and keep the music going! Donate, go to concerts, bestow love from a distance.. just check them out!

Much love, everyone! Time to go finish packing and get ready for my party. ;D

Calls and texts to wish me a happy day are always appreciated, and will be returned with much much love. <3
wild_dreamer: (feminism - barefoot)
Tuesday, April 21st, 2009 09:35 am
Apparently the combination of large amounts of time left to my own devices, and recent time regularly spent keeping up with [livejournal.com profile] flawless_mask (because I want to, because I like to read when she writes, because I want to see more, know more about her. Now that she's writing, I think she's the only other person whose journal I'm actually reading with any regularity..) has left me wanting to write in my own journal.

It's interesting to realize that you're living your dreams, even more so to recognize that you're living someone else's. Not to the fullest extent, but then my dreams aren't fully realized yet either.

I'm sitting here, feeling both a sense of contentment, and a slowly growing sense of boredom and uselessness. I could be doing something. But this isn't my place, and I don't know exactly what I would do. I washed nearly all the dishes yesterday, did a quick vacuuming of whatever floor was available, and the couch to clear it of excess cat fur.

I have no tea.

This post is much more run-of-the-mind than even I usually do, I suppose.

So, anyways. I'm sitting here in James' apartment, having decided to spend my three days off from work here. What will I learn, living here more? I always find myself learning more about people when I start staying longer with them.

I found myself slipping, yesterday. I think I'm fine again this morning, *pauses as one of the cats murrs and demands her attention* ...though I'm feeling more tired and groggy than yesterday. I'm starting to wonder what will become of me come summertime, how I will be. Summer's been an especially tough time for me over the last few years.

He's so accommodating, he's so loving, I'm certain any issues there are can be worked out with nothing more than some conversation and time. I feel as though I'm living someone else's life.

Secretly, I wonder if, without my mother being who she is, I wouldn't have been in exactly the same situation as Zee. Fewer siblings, and I the eldest rather than the youngest. But nonetheless.

I wonder if that terrifying disorder could have been my own. I see traces of things in my own behaviour, catch myself wondering. When they're not always voluntary, when I have to fight so very hard to keep them under control sometimes.

Mayhaps, just a twist in my own thinking, but there it is. The potential. I wonder if the opposite could be true as well.

I only wish there was more that I could do for her, more that I could say to help. The best thing I can do is simply to be there, and to truly be there when she needs me most, difficult as that can sometimes be.

I can't imagine life without her now that I know her.

Okay, I can. But I don't really want to. She's one of those people in my life that makes me happy. One of the people that I want to have around for the rest of my life, and those are few and far between.

It's tough to type with a cat in your lap, especially a large one.

It's nice to know I'm accepted by the cats, now. They stayed in bed with me when James took his bath yesterday, both curled up on my chest, one beneath the covers and one above. Spike mostly doesn't hiss and spit and bite at me, now. When he does, it's generally because I've picked him up and thoroughly disgruntled him, and I laugh and put him down. He purrs for me, even when James isn't around; they both do.

Sassy mews for my attention, comes running over to get petted, and when I pick her up into my lap she cuddles, purrs, settles. After sticking her back claws into my legs a few times, of course, in the course of her getting comfortable.

I'm thinking I will go and get dressed, see about going down to the exercise room and playing around with the equipment for a little while, going for a walk. Doing something that isn't being cooped up inside, comfortable and cat-filled though that may be.
wild_dreamer: (Utena - revolution)
Wednesday, April 15th, 2009 11:43 pm
Soooo, for those of you who don't wait for my LJ to post my tweets at midnight;

You know that the universe is playing silly buggers around me tonight. I don't know what it is (and I'm sure there's things I'm forgetting to include) but tonight has been full of various sorts of fail, most of it ironic.

Most of it reasonably amusing. And cut for length, as this post got a little out of hand. )

I've now done enough babble for one night, I think; time for bed. Everyone else retired forever ago, I'm the only one left awake and it's about my bedtime. Goodnight, all. Love and kisses and well-wishes.
wild_dreamer: (Naruto - Badass ninja)
Sunday, March 15th, 2009 09:13 pm
I've been listening to far too much BNL lately. It's beginning to infiltrate my brain and leave me with random song lyrics, as the title of this post may imply. Often, they really have nothing to do with the actual content of the moment/post/thought, or really much of anything at all, save being random lyrical accompaniment.

I did not get online to post about this strange phenomenon, however.

I got online to warn you all that the pod people are coming; nay, they are in fact here, and I AM ONE OF THEM, ladies and gentlemen.

James and I went out for dinner tonight, and had very tasty food at Red Lobster.

I had crab. And one of his coconut shrimps.

And did I mention the other day about my distracted-by-real-work episode?

I'm starting him hunting for zippers tonight, guys. For serious, this has gone too far and I must find out what bizzare manner of alien has infiltrated my brain.

I love you all, and just in case the aliens get wind of this and try to stop me, Fare thee well and I will see you on the other side.

*Trying not to start giggling.*

/logout! ♥
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?!?!


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?


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


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.."


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


*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.



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.


I am so totally random and spazzing today.



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.


wild_dreamer: (that'll give you bees)
Wednesday, February 25th, 2009 01:14 pm
So I decided to get something useful accomplished today, and actually go through a few of my boxes and whatnot. Ended up choosing to sort my schoolwork box from High School (is it strange that suddenly that seems so very far away now?) and found a few precious gems of amusement therein. I don't know how I got away with some of the things I did as assignments, really, but the combination of practicality and imagination was certainly unmatched before or since. XD

In particular, I've found a few random doodles or phrases here and there, most of which I won't share because the doodles were connected to the randomness. However, there's one piece of paper that actually made me laugh out loud, in that "Dude, what the hell was I thinking, but that's funny.." sort of way.

It's labeled "Homework #10 - "Story Sketches" - 2-26-03" and there's only one item on the sheet. Directly copied, no corrections or changes made:

"1. Emily woke up hungry, but waited for French Toast to be ready, and got hungrier. She ate French Toast, and was no longer hungry. (French Toast wasn't so happy about being eaten, but that's a whole other story.)"

And here I sit, staring in a bemused fascination. What was the assignment, anyways? Where on earth did that come from? Yet it's so very me that I can't help but get a kick out of it. I felt a need to share it with y'all, as just one of those flashback moments to who I used to be, yanno?

Maybe I'll find more interesting things later. Better get back to work. *Grin.*
wild_dreamer: (AS - Kira "Heh")
Thursday, February 12th, 2009 04:50 pm
Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.

Late to the party, but I've been tagged. Hmm.

Twenty-five, huh? )

Tagging anyone who wants to do it. I'm not even sure if I have 25 people to tag, anyways.

I'd love to see [livejournal.com profile] pirate_fae and [livejournal.com profile] packmentality do this one, though.
wild_dreamer: (Utena - revolution)
Friday, January 9th, 2009 01:30 pm
So here I sit, with a mug of tea warming my hands, in a robe and a pair of sweatpants that used to belong to my first boyfriend. The crazy one. The one I fell in love with on a warm day, trapped in fear of his mother's wrath on the back stairs. Sneaking out, afraid of getting caught like it would mean our demise, like some kind of Romeo and Juliet scenario; I decided my thundering heartbeat and the clasp of my sweaty, fearful hand with his must mean I loved him.

Two years of a mistake made. Feels like every time I turned around there was a mistake with him, but none of them seen until it was way too late to save it. I remember the good times now and then, but more often than not I remember the bad. I remember being someone I never wanted to be, dating someone I never should have fallen in love with. The first days, weeks, maybe months, they were fabulous spent together. Exciting, new, sharp and I felt so alive. Reaching out for love, grasping at straws and smiling when I thought I'd found it.

Only to have it all crumble. So slowly, one thing at a time, until all that was left was two lonely children clinging to each other in fear of the unknown. Fear of alone. Fear of not being loved anymore, either one of us. But neither of us were, we were just dependent on one another for affection that we didn't know how to find anywhere else.

I was stronger. I walked away, not unbroken, but in the end I was tempered by it.

Every moment I remember is a warning bell going off, saying I should never have been so naive. Saying he should never have trusted me either, of course. But a lesson learned is hard forgotten if you take it to heart, and I raised my head and kept going. My soul is strong.

Years have passed, and the lesson still lingers, still stings now and then. It's an old wound that's healed long ago but still aches in the cold, in the bitterness of winter when I feel this deep loneliness settle in. The acrid heat of early autumn leaves me in a fit of bored depression, prone to lazing and sulking about, a dulling of the senses that always reminds me of the past. But winter's chill seeps into my bones and aggravates the loneliness with nobody to ward off the aching cold, nobody to curl against in the night.

Late autumn's crispness appeals to me; a bitter taste of death melting in the air, mingled with the incredible colors of the world's changing, making way for new and better things. Blanketing itself in a cold winter, closing its eyes to the pain and resting until it finds itself refreshed, renewed.

Spring has never looked so positive for me before. The awakening, Nature opening Her eyes to a new world, to new beginnings, taking a crisp, clean breath of fresh air. Learning to live again, learning to love anew, and just learning to breathe.

I breathe in the deep warmth of my tea, let it soothe me like the springtime that I know is to come. Close my eyes and reach, a tentative mental touch of warmth and solidity. He would never notice, blind and deaf to his own power and mine, but all the same his warmth is like the springtime sun, heating me through to the core and melting the walls of ice I've built up.

And I know that this warmth will last, and hope that I shall never feel the cold of my self-imposed winter again.

wild_dreamer: (behind the mask)
Thursday, January 1st, 2009 06:32 pm
Welcome to 2009, guys.

I got to watch my brother wipe the floor with everyone in a board game last night, curled up with my boyfriend and generally content.

And then I made breakfast this morning, hangover free by some miracle. ;3

Things are wonderful, and I fully intent to keep my resolution this year: I am going to be the best person I can be. Strive for the best, get myself towards organized, stick to my guns, and do things right. To the best of my ability, of course. I know I'm not perfect, and I don't expect to be, but I will try my hardest to be what I know I can be. To do what I know I'm capable of.

Whee, this is gonna be a good year, I can feel it. Deep breath, dive in.

♥ Have a good one, everybody.
wild_dreamer: (xkcd - grown-up/ball pit)
Sunday, July 13th, 2008 11:03 am
...A rose.

He's freakin' allergic to flowers, as evidenced even Friday night at the [livejournal.com profile] s00j show when someone tossed fresh flowers down in front of Sooj (we were in front, on the floor...) and he started getting all headache-and-eyewater until we left an hour later. But! he still bought me a rose yesterday.

For no reason at all.

Have I mentioned that I am MADLY IN LOVE right now?


Vixy ([livejournal.com profile] vixyish) and Tony ([livejournal.com profile] tfabris) are damn cool too. And Betsy ([livejournal.com profile] stealthcello) is WIN on the cello, as always.

I could die of the happy going on right now. So much happy.

And then there's my birthday coming up and everything. I'm gonna beg off next Sunday from my boss so I get to go see Sooj again, at a bigger venue, with hopefully more of my darling people (KK, I'm making you come with if I go, and making you go if I can't. D< ) and just as much fun as always.

Srsly. Life is win right now.
wild_dreamer: (Naruto - Badass ninja)
Tuesday, July 1st, 2008 09:37 pm
When life is going so well, who needs to remember to update their LJ? Apparently not me. XP

Everything is going SMASHINGLY right now. I'm content in my life. I'm talking to [livejournal.com profile] eccentric_alex on a very regular basis again, I have a steady boyfriend who makes me very very very happy.

Cut for length... )
I do believe I've babbled enough for one night, especially since most of it came back to the lovely new man in my life. x3 I'm gonna hit the hay and get some beauty sleep before I open again at work tomorrow.

Ja matta ne, Minna-san! [Talk to you later, Everyone!]

P.S. He's totally a PC. XD <3 Ja!
wild_dreamer: (Default)
Thursday, May 29th, 2008 12:29 pm
Much is right in my world.

An evening spent relaxing does wonders, don't you think?

KK came and met me at work, spent a few hours curled in the corner conversing with me and a few of my customers even, and then took me home.

We went by the store, picked up things for dinner.

Came home, and we made a lovely steak dinner, with steamed broccoli and cheap betty crocker potatoes au gratin from a box. A glass of wine, cut with juice, for each of us.

And then we curled up on the couch and watched Treasure Planet until we fell asleep there, and stayed asleep there all night.

It was just... incredible. No stressing, no nothing. No worries about getting up this morning, because we both have the day off. No interruptions from 'Kaasan or the Child, as they're on a field trip this week. We've been listening to [livejournal.com profile] s00j's music all morning. <3

My life seems to be settling into a comfortable happiness. Niisan is coming to visit soon (nine days! Eeeeeee!) and spending a whole ten days here, eight of which I have guaranteed off. It'll be incredibly fun to spend so much time with him, and we can wander around the city and just.. be. As well as laze about a bit together, have some fun in his hotel, and such like. x3

I've finally found someone who understands most clearly, who is truly an adult about the relationship we have, though how long that will last I'm unsure, but I do truly care.

I'll take every day as it comes. He loves me, and I... yes, I love him as well, though I've not the courage to say so to him. He smiles and is understanding, and speaks his mind more often than not. He is honest and sweet, and I am thoroughly twitterpated. He doesn't mind that I am open with my heart, that I love easily and many.

He makes me want to turn and run, sometimes, when he speaks his mind and says he's so enamored of me, says he doesn't want to let me go and will never want anyone but me. It makes me pull inside myself when I'd rather open up. It scares me, and makes me want to run away, hide my heart and not ever let anyone find me and who I truly am, not ever. Because I'm so afraid to hurt him later on, so scared to reach that point where my fear of commitment takes over and I trash everything out of a panicked, irrational fear.

I'm already seeing the edges of it, here. So I'll close my eyes and breathe, and take every day as it comes to me. Enjoy the time with him. Communicate my hopes, dreams, fears, open my heart to him the way he has opened his to me, and maybe learn to trust again.

Back to the happy, I have four days in a row off this weekend, and so KK and I are going to clean the kitchen and shower and then run around town today. We'll meet up with Kaiba-san and her boyfriend to wander the waterfront tomorrow, and possibly James when he's off work as well.

And then Saturday is a date day, James and I are going to the zoo together. x3

Sunday, I've no idea yet. Maybe just another day to relax before I work all of next week. We shall see.

I'm happier than I've been in a long, long time.
wild_dreamer: (that girl)
Thursday, April 10th, 2008 10:39 pm
Cut for length: Zee and I have a serious heart to heart, via YIM. )

It feels really really nice to have someone confirm that I really am helping. That I matter, on a personal level. Because for all the crazybeans that she is, I love this woman to pieces. I do not want to have her crazy children, I do not want to have a romantic relationship with her (she's far more needy than I could deal with as a girlfriend), none of that. I just want to treat her the way I think she deserves to be treated; much better than she has been. And I just want to love her and be there for her, as long as she needs me.

I'm proud of both of us, really. She's been so broken, and been through so much... and she's finally getting better. And I'm.. I'm helping her. I really, truly am. Simply by being there, I'm helping. It makes me so happy...

*Contently smiles, and drifts off to catch the sleep she needs before work tomorrow.*
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...*


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*!


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


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!!


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


K, done. ♥!!
wild_dreamer: (Akito - Executive Transvestite)
Friday, March 28th, 2008 06:38 am


Wait wait wait, let us start at the beginning. Latest comic book obsession: Harley Quinn. LESS THAN THREE, my crazy clown girl. Less than motherfucking three. Ivy x Harley and Harley x Joker forever. Wheeeeee.

Yes, Dementis darling, I am now as thoroughly obsessed with Harley as you are. Thank [livejournal.com profile] fmtenpo. =D

Back to the subject at hand.

SAKURACON!!!!! I'm so excited I couldn't sleep. I finally made it to actual sleep at something like one thirty this morning. And my alarm goes off at seven. But here I am at six thirty... AWAKE.

AFSDFHFHFCBGNJGKJGGSFDG CON. I am WEARING COSPLAY TO WORK. Hee. Crossplay, even. I'm gonna be Kyou Sohma all day. I'll get pictures. =D

And it's Rin tomorrow! But not at work. xD

I AM SO EXCITED. See my overuse of allcaps!


Okay, I gotta go running around and gathering up last-minute things for teh KK and I, and shower.


*Dances around to Sandstorm as she gets ready.*
wild_dreamer: (xkcd - grown-up/ball pit)
Thursday, February 28th, 2008 01:07 pm
In honor of my current state of mind... There is Musicspam ahead... )

I think I like this feeling. My surface isn't as calm as I'd like it to be, but my centre is centered. That's it, exactly. I'm actually -centered- now. I've always been pretty grounded, but the last few years threw even that askew and left me grasping for solidity.

I'm centered, but maybe not so grounded right now, because I feel like I'm flying. *Laughter.* One out of two ain't bad. I'm so happy right now, even when I'm exhausted and cranky. I'm PMSing for certain, and muttering angrily under my breath on a regular basis, but when I'm happy I'm just so exceedingly content that it overwhelms everything else.

Can this last for the rest of ever? Please, let it last.

I'm in love with life itself. It's the best feeling ever.