Saturday, October 12, 2002 11:10 p.m.

mindless fun

That is the beauty of Dance Dance Revolution.

Yesterday John picked me up after school and we went to Crabtree Valley Mall to play some DDR, since it was raining and we couldn't go to the Fayetteville Street Mall. We didn't play any DDR there, so we went to Cary. Specifically to the Asian market. I got a bunch of candy (coffee candy, strawberry pocky, gum), and John just got some fruit drops. Then we went to Borders and browsed a while, then went to find Madstone Theaters. We found it easily enough, but since we had time to spare, we headed over to Cary Towne Center next door and walked around a while. Then back to the theater to see Secretary. Secretary was... very interesting. And it has James Spader in it! I like James Spader.

We barely got out of that movie in time to go across the hall to see Spirited Away. That is an excellent movie! Miyazaki never disappoints, and you should go out and see this movie if you haven't already!

After the incredible Studio Ghibli movie, John drove me home. Next day we went back out to Crabtree to play some DDR, and we had to wait in line... But we got to see Sara! She, her sister Emily, and her mother were there, also waiting in line, and the two siblings played. They're both really good =D I mean I knew Sara was, but I didn't know Emily was. Though that's probably because I've never had a conversation with Emily. Ah well.

And just for the record, there are some scary DDR people out there...

Thursday, October 10, 2002 06:08 p.m.

pity pity pitiful

Don't know what I feel at the moment.

I went to anime club as usual last night, and we left after Chobits again to go to Adventure Landing for DDR. I wasn't in my groove... But oh well. After we dropped everyone off at State, John and I went into Wendell, first stopping off at the Wendy's in K-dale for fries for me and then at the IGA for drinks for him. Then we went to the park and talked, but a cop came around after a while and told us the park closed at sunset and that there was a sign saying this and we said we would leave so we did and John took me home the end of that part of the story. John picked me up earlier that day at the Subway, though he was a little late, but anyhow. We didn't really know what to do before we went to Billy's for pre-anime whateverness so we went to Foundation's Edge for a while. John got two Battletech books that he says he can't find anywhere else, so that's good; he decided he would buy me a comic, so that's what he did. It's one written by Tad Williams, one of my favorite authors. Yee!

I don't know why I mangled the whole chronology of the story. Oh well.

In Creative Writing we've started our fiction section, so this makes me very happy. I'm glad to not be working with silly poetry anymore. My first story... will have a crossdresser in it, and a car chase. That's all I know at this point. Of course, this is all subject to change, so who knows what the finished product will be?

I had a strange waking dream earlier. I shall copy and paste from what I told John so I don't have to type it aaaaaall out again. No capitalization and all. Here:

i'm looking out the window in the kitchen, which later i noticed had no curtains, and perhaps even no panes and/or glass... i'm looking at the sky, which is gray and cloudy like it is now. suddenly the clouds start coming together in a long line in the center of my view of the sky. the line begins to turn red, and the line forms up into a fireball. the fireball comes down from the sky, and i start to get scared, since it seems to be coming toward me. yet it's not... but it's going for my bedroom window, i can tell. however, just as it's outside my bedroom, it stops, then comes around toward the kitchen window i'm at. naturally, i'm a bit scared of being burnt to a crisp, so since i figure i haven't many methods of shooing it off (i doubt the hose by the sink would do me much good in this case), i start to will it away from me. now since the fireball changed tracks, i feel like it's somehow, somewhat, sentient, since it was trying to find me. and i don't know if what i did helped, but after a moment of waiting by the window, it turned away.

Because, you know, I HATE CAPITALIZATION. But seriously, it's just easier for me in a conversation to not capitalize. I know how to, I just don't for the sake of getting things out faster without having to reach all the way over to press the shift key. Boo.

I fidget too much.

Sunday, October 6, 2002 05:44 p.m.

fireworks for donuts

So yesterday John and I hung out together; we didn't get to go to see Brian Jacques, since John had chores to attend to. We watched End of Evangelion at his house, and some Full Metal Panic (barely an episode, and sporadically at that). I let him borrow FMP, and he gave me his smaller kanji dictionary and two cactus pens he got on his way out of Arizona for me ^^; I also gave him a copy of Fushigi na Hito, and it has a skip in it ~_~ Grr. I felt pretty icky yesterday (headache, achy all over, lots of lower back pain, sore neck, and a slight fever), so I spent a lot of our togetherness laying in bed @_@ Eventually I got hungry and wanted donuts, so that's what we did. We headed out to the Dunkin' Donuts shop down the road and suddenly, randomly, saw fireworks. It was such a weird little event, but it made me happy. We polished off two donuts each and I saved a third for later (which I ate this morning). We hung out some more before he brought me home again. I was going to stay up to talk to him, but I felt asleep >.<;

I woke up and dallied a while before Mom took me out to Durham to see if I could get Brian Jacques's autograph. Sadly, I didn't. You had to have some sort of flyer, and they were only letting 300 people get their books signed. Mom and I wandered the mall a bit before going to Borders, where I got Mossflower and the second and third books of Mars, a really good manga. (I like that Tokyopop has lower prices than Viz, and still puts out just as many pages per book. At least manga-wise. DVDs are as much as they've always been.)