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[thedarksiren2]

I began my workouts at Bally's Saturday. It was awesome, incredible, completely exhilarating.

Saturday night = glitter,faces, porn, joysticks and glue guns, my nose stapled to an art table. It's OK...we saved it. really. Besides, it wouldn't be my nose if it didn't have holes in it, right?

Met some neat new people that night, drank White Zin until I was warmer than I've been in a long time, talking to pretty girls and thinking about pretty boys. The world is this mezmerising carnival ride, and I was on the zipper for hours Saturday night. I went to bed as early as I could, but then didn't sleep because the party, as it became, went on and on and got louder. I covered my head and then bindrune couldn't find her way through Dawndom, so I verbally directed her, and the next thing I knew it was time to get up.

Found people shnuggling on the Big Ugly Burnt-Orange Couch, their souls obviously swallowed by this inanimate object they rested on, so they were not at all responsible for their situation. *grins* I smiled, amused, giddy almost, and shook a tower.

Time was not behaving, so I wound up at breakfast with a mess of people later than planned, had a shrine built around me, ate a really good omelette, drank more coffee than I have swallowed in weeks, and drove to Pittsburgh.

Imagine a ball filled with laughter, hugs, absurdity, music, driving, getting lost in parks and driving in circles and far-left lanes but not too far because the bus will kiss your car's lips-smash, musings, sad-as-funk movies, strange-wonderful calm, nervousness, observation, being observed, meeting and seeing, eating strange-and-wonderful new foods, too-large mochas with pretty hearts on them and hot chocolate with a star-shaped smooch, photos of espresso-lovin' goats and boys with sharp cheek-bones & lights hanging from snowy skies and boys with amazing hazy eyes, more hugs, resisting urges and dying to know everything now/ swallow someone whole all wrapped up in ten hours. It still doesn't do yesterday justice. Oh! And I met the Red Ninja finally, and his eyes are more chocolate than anyone's I have ever seen, and HUGE. Just HUGE. He had pretty metal boxes cut into amazing designs, pre-patent. I was privy to see them in their lovely-rawness. You should be jealous, really.

Drove for four hours through a blizzard, thinking about Bel Canto's album and how underappreciated it was overall. I love White-Out Conditions however, better than any of their other albums. So everything was white and slippery and dark and breathtaking, both in the beauty aspect as well as the fright aspect. I remember particularly driving up 79N and turning onto the exit ramp for 76, and the hills surrounded me and Fairuza, a veritable white path. I kept wondering where the next turn was, as there were no lights but the ones coming from my car. Each turn was a new, scary situation, and incredible to experience. It was a long drive, tumultuous and tiring, but outstanding. Driving for hours helps me clear my head as it is, but when all you see is white for several hours, your head cannot become more clear.

Cleveland roads were heavenly, as strange as that may be. I got home, completely ready to sleep when wraptboy told me he was sick and needed to see a doc. I spent the night at the hospital, which was OK. He is OK, and that is all that matters.

School, a most heavenly nappy-time, mess with 'puter because we keep having power surges and it's getting surly, off to Bally's to get a short work-out (which made everything STOP hurting...Saturday busted my arse!) and then here I am.

I worry about some people, but sometimes my hands are not allowed to open up and hold them steady. We all have to fall, and I have to remember that it's not always my job to pick people up. I want to make sure they are at least ok, but in this instance, my hands are bound behind me.

I send out my best to everyone who is having a rough time of things right now, and to all those who are just fine as well. Just know you're thought of, and cared for very much by me.~8)

Comments

[ciani.livejournal.com]

It was good to see you at breakfast :) (and build the shrine of Dawn-Dawn and breakfast things) I'd love to hang out again when you have time.

*lots of hugs*

[thedarksiren.livejournal.com]

yeah, it was good to see you too (not to mention petting your sweater made me giddy!~8)

We will hang soon. I have about three weeks left of basic hell in school, so when that has passed, I will likely be coming out more.~8)

(((HUGZ!)))

[jjjiii]

If you're having a lot of power surges, you may want to replace the surge bar. They really are only good for one big surge. If you replace it, replace it with a UPS (battery backup). It'll set you back ~$100 but it'll be well worth it. Not only will it protect against more than one strong surge, but it'll keep your system up if the power goes out for a good long while.

[thedarksiren.livejournal.com]

Thanks guppy. We'll have to look into it.
~8)