The Weekly Update with... well, me

[stillane]

And I thought I'd get more time online once I went solo again. *sigh* For your convenience, I give you lists of the week's doings.

1. I am melancholy, and very nearly 23. These facts are connected largely by a third: this will be my first birthday with no family participation. Everybody's been crazy getting my sister and I situated these last few weeks, and I don't have time to drive home, and I don't have the heart to make anyone drive here... end result: not so much with the birthdayness. In the meantime, I keep trying to convince the Mom that I'm fine, and not at all bummed, because there's not a thing she could do about it except feel guilty, which I'm trying to avoid at all costs. Oh well. Next year.

Tonight, I will light candles around the house and maybe bake brownies. Well, maybe not. It's kind of hot here. Hm. The point remains that there will be confections and open flame. The traditions of natal celebration will be hereby upheld.

Thus endeth the pity party. *g*

2. Still no luck with the soulless bastards who control net access. I'm getting creative about this whole thing, though. Earlier this week, I wound up at Borders to do the daily check in, and the place has exactly one well designed seat for computer use, located next to an outlet. I was not in that seat. My power was on its last legs. I ended up camped out in the aisle between pregnancy texts and tomes on New Age self-actualization. Let me tell you, you haven't lived until you've downloaded slash while hippies and pregnant women circulate around you.

3. Also entertaining this week: sheep wrestling for the short! There is, it seems, a trick to getting a sheep to behave itself for inspection/medically necessary prodding. It involves lifting the head and straddling the shoulders. Our problem - my lab partner's and mine - was that we were in the final group to attack the sheep. We got the rejects; those that were too ornery, large, or otherwise wily to be cornered earlier. And then we grabbed a fine specimen showcasing all of these qualities. And then I found out that, while I could in fact straddle said sheep, it was a little bit difficult to keep the head up when my feet wouldn't stay down. It was somewhere around lap 2 of the holding pen and the beginning of my career as a mutton buster that I realized I might be in for a difficult time. *g*

4. There is no four. There was going to be, but then I forgot. Sorry.

5. Still open for any and all recs. They make my cable-less, internet challenged world go round. I am not an addict. I can stop any time I want. No, really. *looks shifty*

6. How are you?

Comments

[feartheotter.livejournal.com]

Ahem.

1. Happy couple hours 'til your birthday, you! I actually do have a card 'n' stuff to send you, despite the handicap of not knowing exactly where you are right now. Candles and brownies are good. In FACT, I might make some brownies in your honour (and cos I want some). The lack of family thing does kind of bite, especially the first time, but such is life. :\

2. I've experienced hippies, pregnant women and, mostly thanks to you ( :p ) slash, but never more than two at a time. I can hardly imagine...

3. *snort* I dunno, something about the fact that someone I know, and consider a dear friend, was in a situation where she was forced to wrangle with sheep... it's great.

4. It'll come to you late at night. These things usually do.

5. Still don't have much experience in this arena. Though I'm curious if you've ever run into daylightsparks (Natalie - a friend of mine), since the two of you seem to be on a page with that sort of thing (eg: shortly after you told me about Firefly, she mentioned watching it, ditto LoM, etc). Just curious in a "small world" sort of way.

6. Not bad! My apartment is finally clean -- it took about 9 days, but I feel I've accomplished something. Of course, now I'm not entirely sure what to do (I don't have cable either), but I'll figure out something.

Anyway, again -- happy birthday! And call me for chrissakes, woman! I'll take a few minutes if that's all you've got. :)

[stillane.livejournal.com]

1. Did you ever do the brownie thing? I wimped out and bought a little cake, feeling like the biggest doofus ever all the while. You will note, however, that this did not stop me; the combination of rasberries and chocolate is a deadly one, and should not be triffled with. *g*

2. Heh. We've got work to do. *rubs hands in evil thought*

3. Sheep! That is all. (Except: today it was horses. Finally, something that makes sense!)

4. Indubitably.

5. I have not yet met the lady in question. Although, given that one of the other students here is someone I've run into in fandom quite a few times, I am ruling nothing out. It's just weird, I tell you. Probability-wise, there should be no way any of us would meet up by chance, and yet...

6. Pet the cat. Teach her new tricks. Then go be terrified that she knows things, and will use any new-found skills against you. Such is the way of cats. *g* (You have heard Eddie Izzard's take on Pavlov's cat experiments, right?)

And: I did! Ha! :)