. am. so. tired. Excessive use of periods: sign of exhaustion. I think.

My brother is so freaking cool. He uploaded a program to turn any DVD into computer files on my FTP server. He is just so dang nice.

Here are some fotoes…. haha…. i need sleep.

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Someday there will be a man that will love me completely and who wants to know everything about me and my entire history. And I think of that day with aching satifaction. That thought comforts me like no other when I’m tired. Like invisible arms holding me tightly.

I’m working on a Splashdown website! Yay! I have a problem though. While trying to compile the lyrics, I have come across a song that I can’t understand parts of, and can’t find anywhere else on the internet. It’s called Trophy Hunter, and if you have time I would really appreciate you downloading the song, writing out the lyrics and e-mailing them to me. Maybe with combined effort I can figure it out. Here’s the link to download. Thank you!

Splashdown – Trophy Hunter (Demo)

Post-Harry Potter 3: It was wonderful and it was terrible. I’ve already thought about/discussed this a lot, so I’m not really going to talk about it. What I am going to say is that I did like it as a movie and I thought it was a great supplement to the books. If you have not ever read the books, I would strongly advise not seeing Prisoner of Azkaban because it does for Harry Potter what the English T.V. dub did for Sailor Moon.

However, the shirts Crystal made were freaking awesome and because I was tired and had no time, I totally forgot my camera but here are some wrinkly morning after pictures. Click to enlarge.

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I had about 4 people ask where I had gotten my shirt, how was it made, etc. After the movie we went to Baskin-Robbins and then to a pool hall, which was really fun despite my need for sleep.

Okay, and I just found out that the His Dark Materials trilogy by Philip Pullman are going to be made into movies…. manic dancing That makes me really happy!!!

One thing about last night: I am never organizing anything again. I’m just gonna go with the flow. It was too hectic. And Eric, I have no idea what you were trying to say to me last night. But I’m glad you sounded happy, anyway.

And my dinner is ready so I’m off!!

My new job is… there are so many words I can put in here. Demanding, frustrating, stressful, exciting, boring, too early, violent. All those things. And satisfying, strangely. I think I like it. I am working a helluva lot though, because I’m staying on at Blockbuster too. I really need the money. So that means that I won’t really get to hang out with you all as much as I want to, because if the first two days is any indication, the only thing I want to do when I get home is sleep, eat, and maybe watch a movie or get on the internet, if a book isn’t captivating my mind too much.

Anyway, I’m really looking forward to Harry Potter. It will be a moment of pure happiness amidst my working woes. The t-shirts Crystal and I will wear are going to turn out absolutely wonderful, thanks to Crystal. She’s awesome with graphics! I’m getting pretty sleepy so I think I’m gonna get to bed. Who knows when I’ll feel like updating next?

Is the world going crazy?! Is Mercury in retrograde or something?! My computer is acting very very weird. First of all, the tagboard is weird colors. I looked at the code, and it hasn’t changed, I mean I wasn’t really expecting it to change by itself anyway, so there is absolutely no explanation for why it looks that way. Secondly, my Movable Type is acting up, giving me 404 pages on weird stuff at random, it’s never done that before. Then I tried to post a reply comment to somone on my page (an odd someone on an older entry) and that doesn’t work either. And just now I tried to send eric an e-mail and it said his hotmail address doesn’t exist! I know it does, I was replying to his message!! But I tried again and it worked. I don’t understand. I think I have somehow mistakenly entered the Bermuda Triangle. Without moving. Or sailing. Which would be moving. I am confused. I bet it won’t even let me post this entry. Ha.

I need to be sleeping, and yet I must work on this before I my brain cracks down the middle and I start foaming at the mouth and throwing peeled potatoes at my CPU.

As an afterthought, I just got a very nice job, so any qualms I had about not having enough moolah to go to Hawaii have been appropriately squished.

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Have you ever looked back on yourself and realized that although you were a moronic imbecile, you can definetely see that you are at least not that bad of a moronic imbecile at this point in time? Today I realized that I have this wonderful beautiful thing that is my personal thoughts and emotions recorded for the rest of time, this terrible and fantastic outlet that has been keeping me sane for the last four years. I love it. I LOVE it. If I could I would wrap my arms around it and hug it and jump up and down and squeal with joy. Well, I could do that to my moniter, but that just wouldn’t be the same.

I’m so glad I chose to do things the way I did. Even the really stupid shit. Because I can see now how if I had done it any other way, it wouldn’t have been me, and I wouldn’t be the same now. Let me make the point that I am in no way saying that I am perfect at this moment, or completely happy with myself, but right now I KNOW myself. And I have been searching for that a very long time. I just know, at this exact point in time, that everything always has and always will turn out exactly how it’s supposed to.

One reason for this is reading my old diaryland archives. Another is that the other day God pretty much did everything but come down to the physical plane and slap me around to let me know he’s there. Waiting. Watching. Listening. Guiding. And when God so obviously tells you something, you can’t help but do it and trust him the whole time.

Yay! New comments are up!! There’s still some problems, like when you post, it takes you to the archive page, but I’m working on it.

I’ve been doing a lot of reorganizing on my computer, which makes updating other parts of my site easier, so expect everything to actually get updated.

I feel like total crap so I’m going to bed. I love my site though. hugs it

Here are some pictures I took in Wagoner with my mom visiting some of her patients. The raccoon was really cool, but I had just eaten chicken and he tried to gnaw my hand off. The bottom photos are from Alesha’s birthday party Friday night. A fun time was had by all! We played Twister and ate some wonderful purple birthday cake, courtesy of Becky.

Last night I went with Crystal, her brother Tim, and their friend George to Studio 310. It was a crazy night. I’ll say that. And I’m glad I didn’t take any pictures because a) I looked like total crap because I was already tired when we set out and b) We were all acting like total dorks. Which is usually good picture conditions, but… nah.

I finished Harry Potter Book 5 today. I cried. I cried at the end of the 4th one too. And I think I may have cried at the end of all of them the first time I read them. I had only read the 5th once before though, when it came out, and I was surprised at how much I’d forgotten. Of course, it is 800+ pages, so… there’s a lot to forget. But the end is especially very emotional, and I can’t help it, even if I was trying not to cry I would find myself sobbing uncontrollably. J.K. Rowling doesn’t use a whole lot of descriptive emotions in the books but when she does… man. By the way, she recently opened up her official website, and it’s really interesting. It’s made to look like her desk, and there are several clues around the website you can find to see extra stuff. Go see it. I still can’t figure out how to open the door, though. Argh.

I’ve been thinking a lot about my own writing. Whenever I read something well written I get a kind of creative spurt. My dad, and several other sources including Rowling, say you should write every day to hone your skills, but this is harder than it sounds. I mean I could write a bajillion paragraphs on my thoughts and emotions in journals every day (but even then I get tired of it sometimes), but they mean actual stories. Most of the time my stories are just extensions of my own emotions, so there is a starting point… I guess I will try to start doing that.

Anyhoo, once again… don’t forget about Harry Potter June 4th, and don’t forget to sign up on the forum and post messages! And thanks to Eric, Tyler, Shayna, and AL for posting already! Oh yeah, and Debbie, I left you a comment on the last post. Ja ne!