Quo Vadis was amazing this year. I’m so glad I was able to go.

Now, I’m stuck in Corvallis, since the late night Greyhound schedule from here to Portland no longer exists, and for some reason, I didn’t think to question this. I may catch a ride up with the person I came to visit, since he’s headed to Vancouver tomorrow anyway.

Tonight:Aubrey and Rob over for dinner.See if my sister wants to hang out and eat curry and watch buffy

Tomorrow early: pack

Tomorrow afternoon: fly to Sacramento

Tomorrow evening: hang out with elliotpp

Day after tomorrow: hang out with notnotrebecca.

Friday: Drive up toward Oregon with her.

Saturday: Quo Vadis.

Go talk about sci-fi. No, really.

“Somebody Told Me” by The Killers makes me smile every time it comes on.

Had fun. Going to sleep. Deepened two friendships. I knew there was a reason I suffered that awful, awful band.

No, really, the band was as bad as the worst karaoke. Except that the musicians were as bad as the singer.

Augh. I should know by now that when I see $AWESOMEDEAL at TigerDirect, $EVENBETTER will apear at Newegg a week later.

The light show outside my window is the best evar.

100% natural electric light.

I just got 2¢ per minute long distance to Canada. Life is good.

I remembered how much I loved sleeping on the porch, and so I moved my bed outside and slept better than I have in months. I wish the yard downstairs had privacy…

The last month or so I just realized that I’ve been feeling slowly more and more out of control.

I’ve been happy overall, but underneath has been frustration, loneliness, jealousy, and anger. I realize now that I’m not taking care of myself particularly well. I don’t sleep well nor enough, and when I do, I’m crashing and sleeping too much, waking up groggy. My usual ease going to sleep is being replaced with angry tossing and turning.

Loneliness is coming from my frustrations connecting deeply with people. I feel unequal. I have no privacy, no space to myself, and so I’m spending much of my effort trying to connect with people while maintaining distance. It’s not working and it’s pretty self-defeating.

I’m not eating well, because the kitchen’s usually too much of a mess and too crowded to work in.

I think I know what I need to do. I’m just not sure I want to.

I think I just did some of the crazy things I thought I didn’t tend to do out of jealousy. Oops.

Joy of joys today: I found three pairs of pants my size. That’s the catch of the year at the thrift shop. I also got a faux suede jacket that I thought wouldn’t fit me in a million years, but I had to try on anyway. It fit.

I got my garden planted finally.

Procrastination pays off, though. We had an unseasonably late frost last week.

I hate it when I hang out with one group of friends and neglect the other while knowing that if they were in the same place, everyone would be having more fun.

There are a lot of people I admire, but there are very few I find so consistently eloquent as whisperchild.

I wish everyone in the world understood what she can express.