Talking Soup

Holy shit, I'm finally home.

Let's see, a little over a week ago I was in Ithaca.

Then I was in Chicago.

Then I slept one night at home and went directly to Mono Lake.

Then I was home for a few days, not long enough to bark about.

Then I was in Fabius, New York for Lisa's wedding.

Then I went to Hollister here in Cali to go off-roading with Liz and her boyfriend Steve.

And now I'm finally home for the long run. No trips, no sudden traveling anytime soon. Thank god. It's good to finally be home.

Anyway, it turns out I didn't just crash my dad's car, I totaled it. Ugh. Dad called me a few days ago and he seems pretty cool about it all. I still feel incredibly stupid and bad, and I'm holding to my resolution not to use the credit card for anything I don't absolutely without a doubt need. And to actually find a good job this summer. I've applied at about a zillion places already, but no one's gotten back to me yet. And I still have a few online apps to do.

Left for New York right after Lost, which was ( awesome. )

Got a red-eye flight to Syracuse and Tammy was amazingly nice and came to pick up both me and Kate. She droves us to Kate's aunt's tiny and awesome house in Tully, right next door to Fabius, where we met Clara the insane two-year-old black lab. Kate's aunt Kitty is as awesome as her tiny and awesome house (I want a house like that, even with the landslide in the backyard). The day after that was the wedding. We did some yardwork and such before that, then got into our pretty dresses and went over to Fabius for the wedding.

It was so pretty and adorable! It took place at this sort of lodge place, and was outside on a hill that overlooked very green and pretty countryside. Kate and I explored the place while we waited for everyone to arrive. Steve (Lisa's hubby) showed up first, dressed in his Marine uniform (weird, how I know two Steves who are boyfriends/husbands of people named Elizabeth/Lisa who are in the Marines...). Lisa was wearing this beautiful sparkly sleeveless dress. The wedding happened soon after she arrived, and since she's Wiccan, the ceremony was Wiccan as well. She and Steve lit candles and did handfasting, which is when the partners have their hands tied together briefly to symbolize their connection. Then to finish it off they jumped over a broomstick. So cute and so pretty!

Then we went inside to eat yummy food (there was a chocolate fountain!), talk with Lisa, dance and have fun.

The day after that was more exploration of Kitty's house and yard, then I got on a plane back for Cali. Somewhere in that all, Mom called to tell me that the car was totaled.

On the plane ride back I finished Trickster's Queen which is definitely my favorite Tammy book so far. It's full of spywork, politics, court stuff, and all kinds of fun stuff all toward the eventual revolution. God it's so much fun to watch a revolution unfold! Tammy got all the little details right. And the characters, oh man, Aly was still a snarky little awesome thing, Nawat was still adorable, Dove was still intellectual and amazing, and there were some new people, particularly Taybur Sibigat, and Julie, I can understand why he's your favorite Tammy character ever, oh my holy God he's amazing.

Next up is the Alanna series, methinks. But before that I'm going to read a few more of the Dresden books. I'm onto Summer Knight, which is very promising so far. Harry just has no fucking luck. With anything. Though god, I hope things work out with this whole Faerie Godmother thing (for those who haven't read the books, you don't want a faerie godmother. There are no pumpkins involved and no fucking bippity-boppity-boo. Faeries are evil little shits in the real mythology. If there are any pumpkins, they're moldy and evil and smelly pumpkins).

Glad to see Billy the Werewolf back, though, even if it was just for a second.

As soon as I got back, Liz called and invited me up to camp with her and some of her friends in Hollister. That was a lot of fun, even though I didn't know anyone and felt awkward and antisocial as usual. Liz spent most of the time with Steve, which is more than understandable, considering he's leaving very very soon. Hollister is pretty much this place to go off-roading, or wheeling as the boys called it. And we're not talking a little oh-we're-so-bad trek off the main road, we're talking driving through freaking trenches and up rock walls and stuff like that. The car I was in actually tipped over, which was as scary as it was exciting. The window had already been smashed before I got there, so I could literally put my hand out the window and feel the dirt. For anyone thinking of going to Hollister, the Tank Traps trail is very awesome, but you'd better have some badass wheels or you're dead. Oh, and there's poison oak everywhere.

I also heard wild boars when I went to sleep that night. And here I thought wild boards were imaginary. Lol, just kidding. We had a fire and the boys stayed up talking trucks ("rigs") with some other guys. Liz and Steve turned in early since neither of them were feeling good. The girl I was supposed to share a tent with got drunk and spent the night with the boys in the larger tent (in a strictly friendly way--she wanted the one guy to look after her while she was plastered) so I got the tent to myself, though having a mat would have been nice. That ground is fucking hard.

God back around noon today, and have decided to take the next two days to do abso-fucking-lutely nothing but sit on my ass and do my own damn thing. Finish up the other applications, get some writing done, do some shit, so on.

Still have to write the next chapter of the fic. I'm horrible--I said it would be up last week, but then there was the car accident and suddenly I was on a plane. Otherwise I would have finished it.

Oh, and I'm going to see Pirates tonight if it kills me.

So yesterday was an odd duck kind of day. Slept through Grammar cause I felt like it, got up at one and went to Women and Writing and then my Soc class. And something weird happened--I started feeling all kind of woozy, and I thought it was just me being tired. But that didn't make sense, since I wasn't. Then we started smelling something in the room like burning rubber and people (me included) started getting headaches, so we left early. Then I went home and slept through dinner, which isn't like me. With the lights on, too! It must have been the fumes.

So, D. Gray-Man the anime is really just starting to suck. Just when it starts to get interesting, it goes back to fillers--and really stupid, ridiculous fillers too. I don't understand why, since unlike other anime which needed filler arcs while the manga caught up, the manga is way ahead of the show at this point. There's no reason for it to be so craptastic. *le sigh* So it goes, I guess. Julie and I have given up on Busou Renkin, but we'll probably stick with D. Gray-Man until it passes the point of no return. Like BR did.

God, it has been beautiful the past few days! Cold too because of the wind, but so damn pretty! I went down to the Commons this afternoon to pick up the Sedaris tickets, and it was just so lovely. I had time while waiting for the bus so I went and bought two skirts. They're so nice and froofy and I can run around in them. Woot!

Tomorrow's the ASIC marathon with the second half of FMA. Saturday afternoon might be a Wegman's/Common's trip, but I dunno. Sunday is the Jonestown movie (gotta figure out where Fall Creek Theater is...) and Sedaris after that. I'm gonna have to do some coordinating if I want to make it to both of those.

I'm actually writing North! How did I make it through the roadblock that was the beginning? Easy! I just springboarded over it! I started at the scene where North meets Dark and I'm just gonna continue from there. They're right when they say that if you can't figure out the beginning, just go from somewhere else. Woot! I'm taking a break on the rewrite--a mini one--until I get some more criticisms, and Mot is just giving me trouble in general. Much as I tell myself over and over, I just can't get past the fact that it's so damn long and still not close to being done. Though I'm starting to get more interested in Taenailo's specific predicament, now that I know what exactly it is.

I've also been thinking a lot about Fox and Ramsey, so I might end up getting into those soon. Fox, I've decided, is gonna end up being something like a series. Ramsey will probably be a stand-alone. Then again, I say something will be a stand-alone and then suddenly it explodes and becomes a monster of a trilogy or worse. Lol, Mot was only supposed to be three books, but now it's gonna be at least four. Ah well.

Sucks that I'm getting into writing as two major research papers are about to crash down on me.

Lisa's wedding date has been set! It's May 25th. The invitations should be arriving soon about where and when exactly. Hee! It's too bad that we'll all be home then; would be easier if we were all still on this coast, but oh well, don't care! I love weddings, and I wanna see Lisa again.

And has everyone seen the new Harry Potter book cover? I don't have a link for it, but XOMG.