and I don't really know what else to say anymore.

Mark and Janine's party didn't happen, and BART back to the city would have been crazy so Nicole and I ended up going to Foxes, a bar near them. The place was practically empty when we got there; it was just after 10 and there were maybe 5 others inside. There were 30-40 people by the time midnight approached though.



Our drinks came with a side of condoms (lolwut), and I won a stuffie out of the claw machine. I didn't think I would, since I've never been able to before. Maybe I just needed to be drunk first. I thought it'd be weird to be carrying around a stuffed animal all night, at a bar, on New Year's Eve, but everybody loved it and was impressed I got it out of the machine. Even the security guard. Some guy named it Billy. ( more pics )

It was a fun night, and there was free champagne. Also, I can shake it! A black chick complimented me and danced with me so it must be true. Also also, my outfit was awesome.

Happy 2009!

I can post these now that (almost) everyone has received theirs. Originally, I was only going to make a few and send store-bought ones... but ended up making all of them. And some envelopes too, since I ran out. I can't measure or glue properly, but I can cut straight! Hopefully not many of them got smushed or fell apart too badly.





[x] 006. handmade cards

007/101 completed

Also, thanks deadmantalks, maidenus, and ferrell for your cards!

Thanks dawna, androshd, amoristique, enigma_lab, and danceinacircle!

I also got a card from scaryjeff, but it wont fit on my desk. It's huge and has duct tape & penguins <3

I ran a bath and soaked in creme brulee
scented bubbles and Francesca Lia
until my fingertips wrinkled up
and negativity lost hold on the
almost start of my holiday
break.

And then I took a cold shower, slipped into my slinky new robe, and checked email.
Reminders of why I wanted something relaxing. This is still what I'd like for Christmas.

I went to middle school across the street from a volcano. And next door to a cemetery (though that might have been a bit further down).

( by-the-month tracklist )

People on Craigslist were interested in buying my tickets for $95, but I'm glad I decided to go. This year's lineup: some opening band I don't remember the name of, Jack's Mannequin, Franz Ferdinand, Bloc Party, Death Cab for Cutie, and The Killers.

gorman and I decided that since kazwell likes Death Cab, we should too. Adam, this is for you:

I wanted to be on the floor, but free tickets to a sold out show, so can't complain. This is the first time I've been high up; I was hesitant to jump at first because I was sure it'd end with me tumbling down the stairs (the step was next to my seat and only raised in half of the aisle), but I did when The Killers was on and did not fall (did hit the step and the seat in front of me a few times though).

( & some pictures. )

I keep having this recurring dream, in a ballroom.. dancing. And it all feels very familiar, like I've seen it before. The dress, floors, walls, everything was washed in various tones of golds and yellows, like the dance scene from Final Fantasy VIII, or the one in Beauty and the Beast.

This is the third or fourth time I've had this dream. I don't know how to ballroom dance; maybe I'll pick it up in my sleep.

[x] 015. complete NaBloPoMo again
[x] 016. with public entries

006/101 completed

Like last year, it's nice to see all the cells on my sidebar calendar filled in. Number of entries per day were about the same as last year too. Word count was probably a lot lower though. And I really didn't enjoy it as much this year. A lot of it felt forced, mostly the part where I needed it to be public (by my own choice, but still). And wtf was this? Maybe I shouldn't be crossing it off my 101 in 1001 just yet. (though technically, one entry per day..)

Janine and Mark started BtVS for the first time a couple of months or so ago, and their excitement over it has made me want to watch it again. I popped in Season 1 the other night, and finished the second to last episode just now. I used to be so into this show; I think I even wrote 'fic for it, before knowing what fandom was. I watched most of the episodes I liked last year, but it's interesting going through each one again, in order. Some episodes, I could still recall the upcoming lines, and others, I could barely even remember the plot.

Now for Prophecy Girl, one of my favorites.

@ Janine, Mark, and Nicole's. & I contributed! I made cranberry sauce, with orange juice. I thought I was going to completely screw it up, that maybe I should have stuck to water. But it came out well :D

( +3 )

There was also much Mirror's Edge (with uh, lots of falling) and Rock Band 2 (my character got 'fitted with roller skates before I left). Thanks for having me over!

愉快的感恩 is Happy Thanksgiving in Chinese. The last character is part of my given name. It means gracious(ness) or something.

I am grateful for my friends, my family, you. I am thankful for my health and having a place to live that I quite enjoy, and a job I still enjoy. (oh god, at Thanksgiving with my family earlier, I kept thinking about how I needed to check the comments so I don't fall behind.)

++ there was rain!
++ a someone is visiting this summer and likely moving here after that (not a someone you know)
++ Chrono Trigger on DS!!
++ long showers
++ you guys ♥

There's someone else awake right now, thinking the same, feeling the same, wanting the same. And we are all connected through these thoughts, these feelings, these wants. I wish I could spill my heart onto this digital page as easily as I used to. Under a week left to go and I am mostly unhappy with the way my NaBloPoMo posts turned out. I want to have snapshots of my life as it's happened, but the details seem to take place of my emotions. And sometimes I find myself holding back because now people I know read this. Maybe I need an anonymous journal again. Or maybe I just remember being more deep than I actually was (or I'm not as deep as I used to be).

I'm not a fan of roses. I'd much rather have a bouquet of handpicked wildflowers than a dozen red roses. Daisies have personality. There's something about red roses that feel too contrived (and hey, normally I like cheesey). Also, you can't make daisy chains with roses.

Not to say that I don't like "pretty" flowers. I think orchids are quite lovely.

Saw Twilight with Janine and Nicole, which wasn't so horrible if you think of it as a comedy. Based on Bella's narration in the beginning, I'm glad I didn't try reading the books. And wtf sparkle glittery vampires?? At least I saw Zack & Miri the other week, so I didn't pay for two bad movies in a row (Max Payne).

Met up with Gorman et al. (the guys I met last time) after for dinner (CPK pizza and red velvet cake). I was drunk halfway into my drink... and then they ordered me another one. The rest of the night was a blur of fun (+vodka) on almost every floor, including the roof. Oh, and Gorman managed to actually trip me :(

Joe and Neil walked Nicole and I back to my place. It was only two blocks out of their way, but uphill, so aww. Then we went to get more food because we got hungry again. I've had more curry in the last week than I've had in the last two months.

 

Two, actually. I don't remember what Janine said on Halloween that provoked me to respond with "I've kissed more girls than you!", but here's the story.

It was the summer after my first year at Santa Cruz, I was 19. Thinking I wouldn't actually go for it, my boyfriend at the time suggested that I make out with his friend, Kiki. I said I'd do it if he and her boyfriend did too, first. I knew they'd both be repulsed by the idea, and wanted to see how far they'd be willing to go to see me make out with a girl (was new for me, not for Kiki). Their lips mushed together for 5 or 10 seconds (I don't remember what we had agreed to) and their reaction to the whole thing was totally worth it. Then I fulfilled my end of the deal, which was to kiss Kiki with tongue for the same length of time.

The second girl I kissed was also during the same summer, at a party. Also a dare. And we got $20 each for it. It was filmed, or so Mike thought he had filmed it, but there was no video on the camera the next morning.

And that's that. I haven't kissed any more girls since, nor am I interested in doing so.