I started playing PMOG today. It’s incredibly addictive, by which I mean it does not help my previously existing addiction to random surfing. What it is… takes longer to describe than I feel like investing, so ha.

Neti has a schedule now. She curls up on my bed and waits for me to get in and curl up around her. She’s usually a foot cat, likes to sleep in the crook of my knee, but we start out with her up by my pillow. This morning I woke up and she was up against my stomach. There is no comfort quite like a sleeping cat.

It is very hard to put this evening into words. Theoretically, I have known how big dinosaurs are. They’re pretty darn big. I’ve seen scale drawings, little teeny human next to the giant dinosaur.

Theoretically does not even touch what it feels like to look up into the eyes of a Tyrannosaurus Rex and realize that I am too small for it to eat. Theoretically doesn’t cover a Stegosaurus munching just feet away from me, its head peering through greens. Theoretically has nothing to do with a freaking Brachiosaurus towering so high overhead that words cannot convey its vastness.

This arena is huge, okay. Incredibly huge. They made it tiny, and then they delicately moved around each other like it was nothing. The dinosaurs were so close I could almost touch - just six rows from the floor. And I could turn my head and watch (four seats away!) the guys working the voodoo rigs, movement of the armatures mirrored in the giants on stage. The set was as incredible as the dinosaurs - just some fake rocks and inflatable plants, but used so skillfully! Lights became flocks of birds, smoke became surf, trees grew and withered in moments. It was incredible.

I don’t want to ever forget how it felt to look up at that T.Rex. I don’t want to forget that for just a minute, I could have sworn it looked back and thought about a snack. And I really don’t want to forget how beautiful it was.

I had a weird existential moment there. Sorry. I cleaned it up.
Steph lent me the Guitar Hero games. :D I get to unlock stuff. I decided to start at the beginning and just play through the games, but I might do all the Easy modes first and then move on through the difficulty levels. That makes sense. While setting up the TV I kinda accidentally cleaned my room. Whoops? I like it, it looks like I have more floor space. I don’t. Hee. Steph visited last night until a really absurd hour, and then today the washing machine got fixed. These are both excellent things. I can’t wait for Friday. I get to see ROBODINOS. And also eat Chinese food. Mmmm. Went to alma mater to get transcripts, but the levy was dry or on Spring Break or something.
My room is starting to look pretty cool. I want to get some curtains up around my bed so 1) it will look even more like I’m sleeping on the moon and 2) I will stop being so afraid of zombies. Seriously, every damn night I have to leap into bed because there is a zombie under it. It’s getting old. I have two nightlights. They help, they do - I don’t panic, I just get freaked out. The panic was not fun. But I think curtains would help. And doorknobs. My room does not contain any doorknobs. Yeah, it’s weird.

So this season started with a mild Spring, then feinted back to Winter, then did a quick pass by Fall before throwing itself headlong into Spring proper and finally coming to rest two weeks later in Summer.

Sis and I brought a bunch of metal stuff to the dump. 280lbs, actually. I am pleased as punch and also really drained. I had more to say but it is mostly slightly whiny babble, so that will not happen. Vyaavi hit level 35! Happy day!

I just paid off one of my credit cards.

I just paid off a credit card.

I am awesome. Only 3k to go!

Well that was a weird night. Got invited out for pool, so when Sis got home at 11 we got ready and we got there around midnight, and they closed at 1, and then we went to a whole different part of the state to go to an IHOP where we turned into a huge freaking group of people and we got out of there around 4am. And now I’m watching Live Free Or Die Hard because really, I have been sleeping way too late so I might as well just stay up. Except that I will end up having a nap at some point and ruin the while thing.

I really think it is unfair that I had to find a free program of dubious legality just so I can watch a damn DVD. Play my DVDs damnit! Goddamn Windows. Making me search the Interwebs at goddamn five in the morning. *curls up in a blanket* Oh good, I have wool socks. Nice thick warm wool socks, perfect for a grey early morning with a fun movie and a mug of tea. Movie turn on, brain turn off~

I need a rake and a hacksaw. …What, aren’t hacksaws normal gardening equipment? Oh, and a big shovel I can stomp on without cutting my foot in half.

In my quest to become a hermit living off the land, I tried daylily shoots (yes they are edible) in a lovely salad with some lettuce and some white things that look like carrots that were in the fridge and thus ostensibly food. Unfortunately, I am the 1 in the phrase “1 in 50 people will experience digestive distress.” Sigh. Stomach, I thought you could eat anything?! You have betrayed me. I know you not.

But anyway, the yard! I speak of it because I went out (looking for dandelions and settling on the daylilies) and discovered that the little wild strawberry patch that had been in one corner years and years ago has spread to half the backyard. I may try to pot some of the plants, but I will certainly let them be until they fruit. :3 Mmmm strawberries. There is some worry that they might be toxic, but really all that crap must have washed out of the soil years ago. Right? It’s sand two feet down, that’s good drainage, so it should be okay to eat topsoil plants, right? …Right? It was only tires, and it was at least 15 years ago… Not that little things like toxins (or statistics!) will stop me from eating strange plants I find lying around. :D

I have a list of subtle peculiarities I’ve started noticing about myself - the metal thing, the floor tile thing, the thing where I constantly worry at whatever cloth is handy, the thing where I can’t really look people in the eye, the thing where I forget faces if I’m not looking at them, the thing where I can do algebra easily but never basic mathematics, the thing that comes up every three or four months and makes me insane for two weeks. But, as they say, everything in psychology is a matter of degrees… and if a secret little tendency toward autistic traits hasn’t held me back yet, I’m not going to obsess over it.

Started writing a bit today. It was nice. I’m almost done this one story, have been almost done it for months, getting a little closer. It’s hovering around six thousand words. I am impressed with myself.

Seriously. I am now SO SO SO SO SO impatient for the end of the month. XD

In other news, I somehow only just heard about the pregnant man. He looks gorgeous! What a devoted husband, seriously. I idly looked for other articles about him, then had to stop because I was utterly enraged.

Beatie and his “wife” Nancy will appear on the show in the US tomorrow morning. (news.com.au)

What the fuck. Why is that word in quotation marks. Are they perhaps unaware that the marriage is completely legal? Did they forget that a sex change is a sex change? Do they think that because a person is not sterilized, their marriage is invalid? Actually, that’s a great idea - let’s sterilize all the couples that have shown any sign of devotion and commitment to each other! Then we’ll be sure to have only the best kids raised in the grand old US of Assholes!

….but ROBOT DINOSAURS. *is happy again* And there’s a reptile expo this weekend! I have to figure out how to get there. Must. See. Snakes.

For absolutely no reason I can figure out, my BIOS settings were reset last night. So I went in and fixed them and it seems to be fine, but really - how bizarre. I have no idea what the setting is called, but there’s this thing where you can have down-eight-up-eight or down-sixteen-up-sixteen or a combination of the two. The default is the two 16 set, and I had it on the two 8 set because it seemed to work on the latter and not the former, so now I am trying down-eight-up-sixteen. Working so far. YAY FOR RANDOM BIOS SETTINGS.

York College of Penn. sent me what I thought would be a shiny brochure with no actual information. It is, in fact, a one-inch-thick book with all the information I could ever want. I approve of this. *thumbs up* They charge $30 for a paper application and nothing for online. Guess which one I’m doing~ XD
Aha! We had a power outtage last night. That might somehow explain the BIOS thing.