OH HAY WE HAD CHRISTMAS ALREADY. I didn’t do my “Happy Christmas, Harry” thing this year. Phooey. I think someone did it to me on the phone, that was excellent. ANYWAY. Happy New Year, you crazy people! No seriously I will type right, without any typos. Hee. I should check out icanhascheezburger and see what new lolcats are up. I like lolcats. OH OH I found this awesome picture of me when I was littler and it was totally a lolcat, but with no cat, just a me. There was an invisible saxophone. I swear to god. One day I will post it, and you will all bow before me. I mean. You will admire the lolme. Yes. That is what I meant.

There is fanfic for Dinosaur Comic. Seriously. Also minesweeper. There is also a movie trailer for Minesweeper. It rocks. Go CollegeHumor.com go!

I have nothing to talk about! Or nothing I want to talk about, which amounts to the same thing. Holidays were a mess, although apparently everyone but me kinda enjoyed them despite multiple piles of shit hitting more than one propeller. Apparently I am surrounded by masochists, who knew. I kid, I kid. You guys are great.

I have this awesome fantasy of making a self-sustainable house out in the woods. Once it was set up, it would only require upkeep, nothing new added that couldn’t be manufactured by hand from things immediately available. Water from spring, well, rainwater, or a combination of all of them; electricity for the computer (seriously, you guys know me, right?) from a windmill and battery setup; heat and cooking via woodstove; composting toilet (would need lime though); the biggest issue is a reliable supply of food. Ideally I’d get the forest to pretty much supply me with everything. Establish fruit trees, oaks for acorns, all kinds of wild edible plants I have yet to read up on, and then just let them do their thing. I know, angst about introduced species, but really. This is the continental USA. What haven’t we introduced? But anyway, then I need to figure out preserving things for the winter, and tanning hides and preparing furs, and all that neat stuff.

Sadly, the resources for this kind of thing are almost all New-Age hippy bullshit. I don’t care about how oil and commercialism are destroying Mother Nature, I just want to be a hermit. :/ Curmudgeons are not meant for your hippy commune, they are meant for sullen hermitude witha  dog or something. Get off my lawn!

I know I’m not the only one experiencing the annual holiday disaster, but really. I had forgotten how much I despise my brother, and how honestly and vehemently I wish he were dead. Harsh words, yes, but seriously. I had completely forgotten. This - this puts my plans even more in the air. I cannot live with him. I simply cannot possibly do it. I will have to check when his trial date is - if he’s off to prison before or shortly after I planned on moving back here, that might be acceptable. Yes, I didn’t blog about the charges against him last week, did I? Lollercaust indeed. This will make a very interesting chapter in my memoirs. Copperbadge still has me beat - HIS brother with Asperger’s is moving to Australia, and his mother is suicidal, and he is the only functional person in his house and is acting as the adult for his parents and sibling. I do not envy him. I would have killed the brother already.

On the plus side, Shan and I started talking again, and I have a great deal of hope for working things out, which has the side benefit of possibly giving me an alternative. Or, you know, I could try for residency on campus somewhere, which would be delightful. A place of my own!

Shan will be amused and slightly peeved to know that in the short time I’ve been here, I already cleaned up most of the remaining mess of the living room, and tomorrow I bully Dad into buying a new shower curtain, and then I clean the bathroom so that I can bathe without panic attacks. It is hard to believe I lived in this house. I am running up hard against a great number of issues I did not know I had involving foods, cleanliness, control, and privacy. I am afraid to change my clothes with my brother in the house. Jesus H. Christ.

Nothing has changed here. It’s a time warp.

Sorry about the hysterical laughing in that phone call, Dad, I honestly don’t know what’s so funny, but *snerk* it really, really is. Hee! Oh, life is gonna be interesting from now on. Hee.

It’s weird to think I’m not going to be living here much longer. There’s a lot of positive things about moving that I’m trying to focus on. But for now, the enjoyment of being alone - this week Shan is away for work, and next week I’ll be back home for Christmas, and sometime after that I’ll move.

Today was tiring, and cold. Did a whole pile of walking. Tomorrow I’ll see if I can nick boxes for packing from the co-op, since I can’t think of any other place within walking distance to get them from. Shan took the car I can actually drive on his trip, which isn’t really a big deal. I got groceries before he left, and if I need more the co-op and downtown are right there. I just want to get packed before Christmas, have that pretty much ready to go. I don’t have that much stuff anymore, so it should be pretty quick work once I have boxes. I’d do it today, but it’s getting dark and I’m exhausted and still chilled. Might as well have something for tomorrow, right? I already packed for my trip… Got a few more presents to wrap, and some chores around the house, and packing for my move, and copying all the music over to Gibraltar. I should do that one now, actually.

I’ve been looking forward to I Am Legend since I saw the preview before the last Harry Potter. It is every bit as wonderful and gut-wrenching as I thought it would be. I know everyone is going, Oh Will Smith ew whatever, but seriously guys. This is a fantastic movie. I have a bit of an obsession with zombies, stemming from what could possibly be called a phobia, and every plan I have ever made for zombie attack was in this movie, plus some I need to take notes for. I - honestly, that was really most of the enjoyment for me. I mean yes, I was caught up in the characters, I did my share of crying (I always cry at movies, dude, the Nazgul chase scene made me cry of sheer joy), but what really gave me bursts of happy was the way they treated survival. What would be stored, what would be kept where, security, weapons, transportation, fuel, food, medicine, company, absolutely everything. It never really touches on the large-scale, on how the rest of the world is doing, and that is perfect. That is exactly how I wanted this movie. When you’re living from day to day, just trying to stay alive and sane, you don’t know what’s going on out there. You don’t know and you don’t care.

And that is why I am now looking forward to seeing Cloverfield. The ad campaign is awesome - secrecy about the actual plot of the movie, and the trailer I saw was done following some folks that had absolutely no idea what was going on, but reacted realistically and sensibly. That’s the problem with a lot of those “oh you don’t know what it is! oh it’s scary!” movies, they try too damn hard. So Godzilla stomps through the neighborhood and there’s lots of tanks and stuff. So what! I don’t want to know what Colonel So-and-so is doing, I want to know what the neighbors are doing. I’m nosy like that.

Got the Circlet! Also spent some time levelling Dancer with Steph and Shan. It was fun until we died. XD The best parties are when you flirt with death!

Finals done, now I feel lost. I should wander downtown tomorrow just for something to do. Poor Shan has to drive in this weather.

As you can tell by the timestamp, I’ve had trouble getting to sleep lately. Mostly stress-related. I just gotta reset my schedule now. Easier said than done, with no alarm. I still get up at a reasonable hour, usually 7-10, and somehow getting less sleep is doing well for me. I’ve almost lost the bruising under my eyes that I thought was normal. Weird. When I’m not stressed, I can tell myself to get up at a certain time, too, which is always neat. Accurate to the half-hour unless I do something stupid like stay up reading fic. Heh. Bedtime, anyone?

AHHHHHH FINALS

Not really that worried about this one, though. I’ll skim the teacher’s notes. Night before last I couldn’t sleep, though, but my presentation turned out okay. The paper is shite, but I’m trying not to think about that. Halfway through my presentation I realized that my interpertation of the topic is pretty much the exact opposite of what he wanted, and that he probably wanted me to cram a bunch of unrelated crap in there too, and I am so screwed. I should study now so that I can log onto FFXI before class and try to get another Meteorite and Torn Epistle with Zuleika so that I can have a Compound Eye Circlet… I already did the quest with Vyaavi, but I sold it apparently, and they go for 15k and I am so not paying that much for gear that isn’t a weapon. At this level, 5k is the absolute most I’ll spend on a piece of equipment. But if I quest it, it’s free! Just need to kill a bunch of bunnies and giant caterpillars.

AHHHHHHH FINALS.

If anyone’s looking for last-minute things to get for me, I’d love prints of anything on my DevArt faves, or the Stargate Atlantis action figures, or a map of Online Communities. I don’t really have any other ideas right now, but I do love prints to hang in huge collages on my walls. I used to cut out pages from National Geographic and pin them up. Man, every time I go on either DevArt or Amazon I end up spending ages adding things to my favorite/wish lists… I never used to be big on lists, but I do like collecting shiny things, so I guess that’s where it comes from. XD

The holidays are so stressful. Sigh. At least my chores are done for now, and I can focus on rushing through my finals.

Oh! P.S. Anything from the Squenix store.  I would LOVE a Windurst keychain, seriously guys. Windurst for the win! <3