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School is wonderful.

Three classes (well, and sculling but that more counts as something I do in my spare time) is the way to go. Fiction Writing is lovely, even if my character REALLY wants me to write her at 16 and in Paris when she's actually 9 and in Kansas. Western Political Thought is good, mostly just because I love the professor. He always gets worked up and about halfway through class he takes off his jacket and it is adorable. Global Security is fine, nothing special. Lots of discussion, which is nice.

Tonight we are making FAT LEES. I AM SO EXCITED. I've invited way too many people, including people who don't even watch BSG but who I love enough that it is okay. Hill and R-squared and both of their boys will be here. Potentially Hunter but I'm guessing not 'cause he's lame. Oh boy, lots more people too, who I sort of casually invited. It started as a "like three of us will get together and to this" thing and I think there will be closer to 15 people. Oh well. :)

I miss home, but that happens. Especially since Best Friend didn't have her phone for a few days. I get so lonely without her. ♥ I think that's mostly the reason I've been annoyed with my roommates lately--the girls anyway. They're just a little obliviously exclusive and tend to think that if things aren't done their way, they're done wrong. Blegh.

It's September 11 and I remember what the day was like, way back when, but I try to think more about it being my parents' anniversary. They've been married 28 years and if that isn't one of the greatest things you've ever heard, I don't know what is.
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I write like
Chuck Palahniuk

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

Depending on which fics/pieces of fics I put into this thing, I was generally either Chuck Palahniuk, Stephen King, or James Joyce.

I always have these things happen and I think, "Oh, I should tell people on LJ that!" and then I don't update in forever and sometimes (often) forget what I wanted to say. Oh well.

Things have been good here. [livejournal.com profile] bsg_pornbattle is going on, which is always fun. I posted a few things over there and one at my new fic journal ([livejournal.com profile] likebrightness). Also posted a Nancy/Andy Weeds fic over there.

Work's good. Weather is TOO HOT but the Lake is mostly nice--this weekend even the water was too warm; when it's that warm it brings out all the riffraff (/spoiled townie).

Rookie Blue is the Grey's Anatomy of cop shows and it is terrible and OMG I LOVE IT. :D It's such an easy teenage thing, but has some characters who could be really really good, depending on how the writers use them.

Turns out the week before my period I get terrible headaches and feel exhausted and all I have to do is take a freaking iron pill every day and it goes away. What doesn't go away: the desire for OMG CHOCOLATE SO MUCH CHOCOLATE.

I've been running and enjoying it, at least a little. I've decided to do a Race for the Cure in Portland in September. It's a 5k, and I figure if I commit to doing it, I won't be able to decide I don't like running and just quit. :P

A while ago I had a party, which was fun but caused problems with the Best Friend and the mistake that happened twice. The former, at least, are partially fixed. I'm a little confused about the latter. But no matter, the party was fun--met Flo's boyfriend who I LOVE and also had Younger Other Sister there, and it's such fun to hang out with her (especially when she's not with her boyfriend. Not that I don't like him, they are just always. together.)

Baseball is my favorite. My fiance's currently pitching in the All-Star game and potentially losing it for the AL, but at least he does it looking pretty. :P

Thursdays at Wisners' is also my favorite. We had people come even though it was just me last week, since my mom and dad were up North. I have the most fun hanging out with fifty somethings. For serious.
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Today has been so wonderful. Huge crowd for softball and hanging out afterward. I love my family and my other families and my LIFE right now. I am sunkissed but not sunburned. Best Friend made me this awesome bracelet, which matches hers, since I liked hers so much. :D

Also, this, which is totally awesome:

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First, let me bitch about LOST. )

On to happier things!

Nationals was fantastic! It was odd not to be there as a competitor or coach; I didn't have to run around and be places or make sure other people were where they were supposed to be. I wasn't stressed at all. It was just me and Best Friend and Color (Cotton and Flo couldn't make it, in the end) hanging out, watching the techies, having fun. I got to see/hang out with/talk to old coaches, which is always the best. And in the end, the middle school took seventh and the high school took SECOND! :D :D \o/\o/ It was great.

Afterward, Best Friend, Color and I went out with J, who had just graduated from U of I the previous week. We went to a bar with some of the high school coaches, which was just fun.

Then yesterday, as soon as I got back home, Flo came over and lay on the beach with me. It was positively lovely. We even went swimming! First swim of the year!

Oh my gods, kids, it's so hot here. By eleven it was 80 degrees. Not. Okay. We have all the fans in my house on and most of the windows open. It is toooooo hot.
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I just took my dog for a walk, not even a very long one, and she is now hardcore snoring on the floor next to me. Adorable.

Oh my goodness, I felt all grown up today. One, when someone was telling me where I had to deliver things cartons that I had to deliver, she said, "That goes to Missy and that goes to Nate." whereas I'm used to only calling these people Mrs. & Mr. So I felt all grown up that I been upgraded to first name status. And then, when I delivered them, one of the kids in the class goes, "Who's that lady?!" I'm old enough to be a lady to middle schoolers, bahahahaha. Cracked me up.

Today is Operation: Pong Table. Other Sister shall be calling soon and we will go buy some plywood and some paint, and get to work. Red & white stripes, blue triangles with white stars where the cups go. America, fuck yeah! :P

And I haven't really geeked out about television on here in a while. But after last night, I must!

Castle )

House )

So today is Operation: Pong Table, tomorrow my brother is probably coming up with some friends, Thursday I'm going to Chitown with my mom (AND FLO!) to see my sister and her boyfriend, Friday we head down to Nationals! It will be the best. Best Friend and Flo and Cotton and Color (oh, boys from high school and our nicknames we even had for you then) are all going to be there! Epic win! When I first decided to go I was hoping the IOM would be there too, but now I neither know nor really care that much because I am so excited for the reunion of so many people from the old team. :D It will be such fun!

I've been so very happy lately.
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It's the beginning of summer.

Yesterday was pretty and we had so many people over to drink Black Eyed Susans and watch the Preakness while making inappropriate jokes about the horse names and the lyrics to Maryland, My Maryland.

Then today was Miss Lisa's with most of les filles (aka Best Friend and [livejournal.com profile] astropixie, just missing Flo, who, being in France, has a legitimate excuse), then sitting on my porch in the sun, talking. Met Mrs. R's new boyfriend. Watched the Tigers win.

Then changed into a bathing suit and lounging in the sun for hours. Literally hours. Read a bit (of Hotel New Hampshire), wrote a bit, slept a bit. Now burgers (off the grill!) and corn on the cob, and Other Sisters are coming over to lounge in the sun some more. It is such a summer day.

In other news: I think I have to accept that writing for teenage girls is okay, because parts of my novel from freshman year are really good (she said modestly). I'm good at sexual tension, it turns out (my short story professor told me so once). And I'm good at flirtation and sappiness. It seems like a shoe-in for writing for teenage girls.
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Oh, Tigers. Fail.

But the game was still fun (even if we did leave after the 7th to beat traffic), and we were *so close* to the field it was crazy. Safeco was very nice, but I didn't have time before the game started to really explore, and when the game was going, well, I was watching (and keeping score), so I didn't walk around. You can stand right next to the bullpens though, which is SO COOL. We stayed long enough to see Gerald Laird get a hit (finally), sing Take Me Out to The Ball Game (by the way, you can't say "root, root, root for the Mariners" it has too many syllables; Tigers on the other hand...), and get our picture taken so I can show people just how close to the field I really was. A couple of balls came close to us, but not nearly close enough for us to have a shot at getting them. I tried to pick out children I would give the ball too if I got one, but every time I did that kid promptly did something incredibly annoying, and I don't support that behavior. I probably would have just given it to Texas; she would have been happy.

Called the IOM to make him jealous of my awesome seats. Left a message but he called back, which was quite nice as I haven't actually spoken to him in forever. We texted a bit throughout the game (mostly things like "fuck this", haha). It was lovely.

I find it both hilarious and sad that the happy anonymeme was so very quiet. I should have been all excited about baseball on it, but I was too busy getting ready to drive up to Seattle to be on my compute much.

Sleep now. Probably some homework tomorrow, then Cirque du Soleil :D.

Oh, and Newspaper stood me up Thursday, the freakin' douche. I ended up having a fun night with my housemates, but I'm a little pissed. Not too pissed, because mostly I was excited about free dinner and wondering how awkward it would be, but still upset. Psh.

The Best Friend seems to have guys falling all over her. It makes me smile.
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Sorry I've been AWOL. The boy came to town. :D

Christmas )

On Christmas, I took the time to type up something I'd written in Africa: honey, it lights up the sky. Cross-posted to [livejournal.com profile] fluff_friday too.

Boxing Day of Love (aka les filles, the IOM and the Boyfriend, oh my) )

After he left I went to lunch with Flo. No matter how long we've been apart, we always fall back together without anything missing. It's perfect. Our lunch lasted even longer than that of me and the IOM. We just talked and talked and talked. I think the restaurant workers thought we were a bit crazy.

The Brother has also been around. He got back from Ecuador last night (his girlfriend is studying there and Christmas is also her birthday). I missed him tons. The fam sat around and watched sports together. :D :D :D

Tomorrow a party is planned chez moi. And by that I mean girl party with only like six of us, but that kind of makes it better, in my opinion.

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This was probably my favorite Christmas Eve ever. In recent memory at least.

The party we do every year was big and fun and I got to see the Best Friend and her family. Basically got to see all of my "Other Families." The Best Friend's little sister called me her "other older sister", which was fun. There was good food and good friends and good conversation all around.

Afterward we went to my other family's (my real other family, as in, the dad would walk me down the aisle if my dad couldn't) party. Just me and my dad went, but it was still lovely. Saw a lot of the same people who had been at our party, plus a few extras. And there were more young'uns at this one. Including this family...Oh goodness. A very cool, very pretty mom, plus three absolutely gorgeous boys. The eldest is basically the fantasy of every girl who's known him. The middle is scary badass sniper in the British Army but completely adorable and funny. The youngest was my best friend in preschool and has grown up to be *fiiiiiiiiiiine*. But again, it's the eldest who's everyone's fantasy, me included, and we got flirty over the summer and flirty again.

Plus, it was nice to be with people who I could hug or lean on or anything. I missed human contact in Africa.

After that party it was church, which I haven't been to in literally years, because Mom was involved in the service. It was short and I drew baseball diamonds on my church bulletin like I used to do when I was a little kid. Pretty good.

Came home, opened the standard pajamas that we get on Christmas Eve (mine are cute and warm and fuzzy) and now bed. Haven't wrapped anything (everything's going in bags though, so it's no big). Will wake up early to finish everything, and Christmas will be a lazy pajama day.

Everything is icing over. I think my driveway is trying to kill me.

ETA: PS- All I want for Christmas is more Space Epic. Hint hint. :D
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I have finished rereading The Great Gatsby. Just as wonderful as I remember. As you read it there's a feeling, no matter what part you're reading, an ineffable hope, joy, anticipation. I want to write that.

Had a bonfire yesterday. Not many people showed up, and the Best Friend was sort of a huge bitch, and then tried to throw it off like she wasn't. I don't think she realizes I'm mad at her, but I'm a bit done with it. Not going to be the one who makes an effort anymore. It's funny, because she's sort of turning into what Flo used to be, when Flo drifted out of our lives for a bit. And now I see Flo every Wednesday, not even necessarily by my suggestion. Such is life, I suppose. I love them both desperately still, differently, but desperately. Who knew I'd meet the people I want to spend the rest of my life with in middle school?

This weekend has been glorious. Sunshine and Gatsby. I'm tanner than usual and my hair is getting blonde. I think I will come back from Africa physically different, as well as everything else different.

Went skinny dipping for the first time in OVER A YEAR last night. Around 1 am or so. It really is one of the greatest things in the world. The water itself is one of the greatest things in the world. I don't think I can ever leave this place with singing sands and water without salt.

Fangirls, you should come visit me. We have room. Next summer, maybe? I realize it will be a little ridiculous, as I live with my parents in the summers, but you really should come visit me. The sunsets have been glorious and the water has been warm and clean and friends should abound.


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