Midnight Tidbits

Alyssa calmed me down at lunch on Monday. I don't know how she does it. She didn't even have to say much, do much, and she made me smile again and shake off my anger. But on Tuesday Kulick made me angry again. So I was angry for the rest of the day. Pah. Figures. And it was either that night or Wednesday night that I couldn't stand being angry anymore and I just cried. Maybe I have all of my dates off. But whatever. I slunk off to my room, shut the door and leaned against my bed, sobbing. I was aware that I sounded pathetic, I didn't know the exact reason as to why I was crying, but it made me feel better. My eyes stung and wouldn't focus very well for the rest of the day, but I haven't been angry for the rest of the week!

I'm on my last book of the Mistborn series. I'm going to be terribly sad when it's finished. I fell in love with this series, not just Kelsier. Elend still kind of ticks me off sometimes, but I've learned to accept that he's a major character, that Vin loves him, and Sanderson's just too good of an author to make you really hate a character unless he wants you to.

And he's also great at giving you a boat load of information, and you think you have it all figured out, and then you realize that you screwed up badly and you're completely wrong. He makes his book more or less a mystery and they're not even categorized as mysteries. I guess that's why I like Prison Break, too. I've given up on trying to stay one step ahead of Scofield. In fact, he doesn't even know what he's doing all the time. Burrows took over the planning. But there are so many plot twists, each episode keeps you guessing throughout the whole hour and ... I really have to think to catch up to the show. And the books. I guess that's my favorite genre. Not horror, not adventure, not really. I know I love puzzles, but I never realized how much I like the mind games. Huh.

Yesterday I brought Cashmere into the house to let Ben play around with him. He let me pick him up earlier while I was feeding and watering him, and he blew the top off of his box, so I figured I might as well. I thought he was the skinny one. No, he's chubby, he's just a small rabbit. But I brought him in and Ben loved him. I took a picture of him holding the rabbit, and if I remember I'll post that up, along with him holding Midget. 'Cause I brought Midge into the house today. And I thought she was more friendly than Caj. Now my rabbits are just confusing me. While he didn't appear to like Midgey as much, he does like rabbits.

Problem with Midge is that she peed on my pants. My camo pants. My favorite pants. So when I went to see the play tonight, I had to change from my pajama pants to my jeans I wore yesterday. Stupid rabbit. Nah--I still luffs her. And she's so soft! And fluffy!

Anyway, the play was Guys and Dolls. And you know what? I liked it. And it was a musical. I don't like musicals. It was long, a little over three hours, intermission included, but I understood what was going on. I could hear the actors, though not very well when they were singing, and the plot was cute.

On the way home I was talking with Mom, but mostly about my friends who were in the play. I got to sit with Laura and see Kimmey again because I rarely get to see them. Alyssa had a minor part in the play, Henry did as well. And I realized Corey Bowen is acrobatic. Well, ish.

But I miss Henry. Mom keeps telling me how she didn't like him. Then she threw at me today that she thought he was a cute kid. Pfft. But I know she doesn't like him. I don't remember her exact rationale, but it made sense when she described it. But I still like him. I see him every day, but I don't go up to him and talk to him. He's always with Sara. And I really miss him! I want to talk to him, I want to be best friends again. I want to be friends again. He was one of my best friends. Him and Alyssa. We always talked about everything, even if most of the things Henry talked about was bragging. I miss that. I want to hear his tough guy talk again because ... it was more up my ally. I dunno. I want him back. Even though it's not going to happen, I want the guy that no one liked back. I liked him that way. He's changed. For the better? I dunno. Things always work out, though, don't they?

And a person has unlimited wants. Wish for something all you want, it's probably not going to come true. Especially if I don't take the initiative on it.

Er ... speaking of missing people, while Kurty isn't real, I didn't realize how much I missed him in the comics. While I was reading X-Men, Kurt was completely absent. Gambit, while awesome as well, just didn't take Kurt's place. So while I turn to Excalibur, I get all Kurtness again. And because his relationship with Meggan is turning quite scandalous, a lot of the attention is on him. He never really got that in the X-Men. But I missed his cuteness! He's a lot like Remy, but he's more innocent, optimistic and bouncy. Emphasis on the bouncy. He speaks the two languages I understand, while Remy ... doesn't. I hate when he gets all French, but I get totally lost.

I love the two of them. So much! But I think I understand again why I said that I like Kurt more than Remy. Yes, I luffs them both almost equally, but Kurt's easier to understand. Rems keeps me guessing, he's a wonderfully charming character, but so's Kurt.

Anyway. Enough geek off. While it's only midnight, I'm tired. And I really do have that Forensics project to finish. No excuses anymore.

Oh wait! Zodiac Tribes. I don't know what got my mind back on it, but I'm glad it is. I think I mentioned that I ditched my first real attempt at writing the story. Started a second. I have a rough plot outline from start to finish on paper, and I all have to do is flesh it out. And that's just for book one.

And I really would type more, but I'm still tired.

SONG OF THE DAY: ... I forgot ...