This weekend was a hell of a lot of fun, thanks mostly to a visit from my favorite doppelganger, spastic_visions. Hockey, Top Gear, and fabulously over-the-top action movies were watched (The Chronicles of Riddick never gets old, and Daybreakers has the best worldbuilding I've ever seen in a vampire movie), delicious food and drink were consumed, hilarious ( Read more... )

 Well, that just about wraps up freshman year of college. My bed is de-lofted and all my stuff is gone. My roommate is gone too, as is 90% of Main Campbell. It's a little creepy and definitely sad.

It's been a hell of a good year. Tomorrow I'm off to the beach for two weeks to study endangered shorebirds with the Wildlife department, so it looks ( Read more... )

Happy 2011! I have returned after bouncing around the country for a little while and ending up back in NC. During the past week, I:

+ packed my suitcase like a boss and managed to fit a week's worth of clothing and supplies into a carry-on intended for three days. Take THAT, obscene baggage fees.

+ Rang in the new year with my best friends. I love ( Read more... )

Yesterday my roommate brought me a cinnamon roll for breakfast, ran snide commentary on Project Runway and fangirled Hanna Is Not A Boy's Name with me (she thinks it's hilarious to share a name with a certain spazzy paranormal investigator), and we sat around until two in the morning discussing Mary Sues and other irritating fanfic tropes. Best ( Read more... )

Random query of the day: is there a technical term for a bromance-type relationship between two girls? I have been unable to locate one.

(On an entirely related note, I would give just about anything to be chilling with my buddy Dex and watching Clint Eastwood movies right now. Aaaaaugh.)

I am in the midst of packing my bags for what's bound to be the most awesome beach trip EVER, you guys. Tomorrow the sister and I fly back to NC to meet up with our giant family of friends, and then we are all piling into a conversion van known as the Ninjamobile and heading to the beach to go camping.

Camping.

On the beach.

This is going to be ( Read more... )

My final week in North Cackalacky has been one of the best of my life. I have so many things to do write-ups on -- all-nighters where we watched the sun come up from the park, star parties, tea parties, photo shoots, spontaneous excursions with old friends, random and hilarious inside-joke gifts, all that jazz -- but it'll have to wait about a week ( Read more... )

Dude. This impending move is having some bizzare and wonderful side effects. It seems that people from all over, especially old acquaintances we haven't seen in months or even years, have taken this as an opportunity to make a pilgrimage to the Casa de Lower and hang out for a little while. I've had middle school friends, old neighbors, and even ( Read more... )

I spent last night at J's, and was struck by several important revelations:

1. The reason I haven't been writing lately is shockingly simple. For me, writing is an escape. I want to be here now, not somewhere else. Huh. Go figure.

2. As bad as large living-room-invading house centipedes are during the daytime, they are infinitely more terrifying at ( Read more... )

Just when I think this novel's going to be the death of me, my pals come to the rescue ( Read more... )