Is it Wednesday already?
Nov. 14th, 2007 03:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lady_saraiSo, wow, tomorrow is a week since the funeral--seriously? Huh? What happened to the time? And why is Thanksgiving A WEEK FROM TOMORROW?! O_O ::spazzes::
Guh.
Anyway, went to the Trans-Siberian Orchestra Friday night with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zoe_chan and aradiachiba. We have decided this is a Girls-Only event, given the amount of incoherent noises we make and the collapsing against each other and flailing of arms.
This exchange, for example:
TSO: *plays awesome music*
Lights: *are lighttastic and lasery and strobeish*
FLAMES: *are flaming and shooting fireballs*
TSO: *upstages the lights and flames with TWO ELECTRIC GUITARS, A DOUBLE-HEADED GUITAR and AN ELECTRIC VIOLIN--all at once, in impressive man-on-man-on-man-on-man ways*
We Three: *are incoherent, and too incoherent to BE incoherent--in fact, are probably holding one another up--impressive feat while sitting*
People From Behind Us: *get up and leave with their things*
aradiachiba: "How can they LEAVE after that?"
Me: "How can they STAND?"
By some combination of bombastic music and strobe lights and the kind of post-song haze that follows such a display, she thought I said "*I* can't even stand." (Which, okay, might be the implication but I am pointing out the correct dialogue. ;) For the record.)
So when that was through, we went home to my place and ate cheese and crackers and pepperoni and did no writing, but slept. Then we got up and had turkey sandwiches and spoiled my cat--who begged like the dog he secretly is--and drove on down tozoe_chan's.
The rest of the weekend consisted of writing sprints, watchingzoe_chan's husband play Final Fantasy X (which was fun) and aradiachiba crocheting me writing gloves! They are awesome and purple, with pink and blue and silver in them and I loves them. It was an awesome and MUCH NEEDED weekend.
Came home Monday. Tuesday night, Mom and I went out to eat and had Mexican food, and then bought 3 CDs for 40% off at Borders--I got the new Santana CD, a copy of "Peer Gynt" by Grieg (who was from Bergen, and we missed the Grieg Festival by a week when I was there this summer) and also a cd with highlights from "Swan Lake" and "Sleeping Beauty." OMG YAY--all the other Tchaikovsky cds had the Nutcracker too, so I was thrilled.
(I was very weirded out when I got Grieg home and saw that track 2 is "Aase's Death." As this was my grandmother's name. ...Correction, still vaguely weirded out.)
Then we went to my grandmother's where I got to explain to a neighbor that NO I wasn't stealing--once she saw who I was, she was fine, but she saw the lights and came over to check, which was nice of her. I got the computer loaded into the van and realized that no, I am not Supergirl--or even Wonder Girl. Or Robin. (Robin could so have managed--any of them could have.) I can not carry that thing by myself down the stairs to the van and then into my house and up to my room. In fact, I could not push it into the hallway. So. Must wait for the brother's help on Saturday.
Then I drove my car home, stopping on the way for gas and groceries.
Note: If ever presented with the opportunity to drive a car for the VERY FIRST TIME when it is AFTER DARK--say no. Just--don't do it.
::facepalm:: Once I figured out that to shift into reverse I had to reach between the seats instead of behind the steering wheel, we were off.
I did figure out the CD player, though. Priorities, yo.
So--big night for Sara. New desktop computer--all shiny and new and empty and WAITING to be filled with goodies! But... no desk for it to top. Hmmph. And--new car! That I drove when running errands today and BY GOD it is the most wonderful car ever in the history of cars. IT HAS REMOTE LOCKS. AND A TRUNK THAT I CAN USE! (It might be good to note that the trunk in my Buick has been unaccessible except via screwdriver since October of 2004, and since immeasurable time before that, I have only been able to unlock it using the passenger side door. This remote thing is INSANE.)
Also I got a 4GB pendrive for $35, using a $25 gift certificate at Circuit City. Yay sales! However, my music folder alone is 10GB so... this could be interesting. Also, the wireless internet is protected by a passcode and I DON'T KNOW IT and neither does my brother. CURSE YOU, CABLE COMPANY! ::sigh:: Not only do I have no desk for the desktop, I have no interweb. Woe.
(Also, I would really like to get downright GIDDY about these things, as I have lusted after a new car and computer for ages, but--I can't help but feel like I am stealing or borrowing them, which might be a way of delaying the inevitable sinking-in of not having my grandmother anymore.)
And on that depressing note, which wasn't meant to be depressing, I tell you I am 400 words shy of 25,000 words in my NaNo--woooooot! (But less than a third through the plot. Well, damn.)
Guh.
Anyway, went to the Trans-Siberian Orchestra Friday night with
zoe_chan and aradiachiba. We have decided this is a Girls-Only event, given the amount of incoherent noises we make and the collapsing against each other and flailing of arms.This exchange, for example:
TSO: *plays awesome music*
Lights: *are lighttastic and lasery and strobeish*
FLAMES: *are flaming and shooting fireballs*
TSO: *upstages the lights and flames with TWO ELECTRIC GUITARS, A DOUBLE-HEADED GUITAR and AN ELECTRIC VIOLIN--all at once, in impressive man-on-man-on-man-on-man ways*
We Three: *are incoherent, and too incoherent to BE incoherent--in fact, are probably holding one another up--impressive feat while sitting*
People From Behind Us: *get up and leave with their things*
aradiachiba: "How can they LEAVE after that?"Me: "How can they STAND?"
By some combination of bombastic music and strobe lights and the kind of post-song haze that follows such a display, she thought I said "*I* can't even stand." (Which, okay, might be the implication but I am pointing out the correct dialogue. ;) For the record.)
So when that was through, we went home to my place and ate cheese and crackers and pepperoni and did no writing, but slept. Then we got up and had turkey sandwiches and spoiled my cat--who begged like the dog he secretly is--and drove on down to
zoe_chan's.The rest of the weekend consisted of writing sprints, watching
zoe_chan's husband play Final Fantasy X (which was fun) and aradiachiba crocheting me writing gloves! They are awesome and purple, with pink and blue and silver in them and I loves them. It was an awesome and MUCH NEEDED weekend.Came home Monday. Tuesday night, Mom and I went out to eat and had Mexican food, and then bought 3 CDs for 40% off at Borders--I got the new Santana CD, a copy of "Peer Gynt" by Grieg (who was from Bergen, and we missed the Grieg Festival by a week when I was there this summer) and also a cd with highlights from "Swan Lake" and "Sleeping Beauty." OMG YAY--all the other Tchaikovsky cds had the Nutcracker too, so I was thrilled.
(I was very weirded out when I got Grieg home and saw that track 2 is "Aase's Death." As this was my grandmother's name. ...Correction, still vaguely weirded out.)
Then we went to my grandmother's where I got to explain to a neighbor that NO I wasn't stealing--once she saw who I was, she was fine, but she saw the lights and came over to check, which was nice of her. I got the computer loaded into the van and realized that no, I am not Supergirl--or even Wonder Girl. Or Robin. (Robin could so have managed--any of them could have.) I can not carry that thing by myself down the stairs to the van and then into my house and up to my room. In fact, I could not push it into the hallway. So. Must wait for the brother's help on Saturday.
Then I drove my car home, stopping on the way for gas and groceries.
Note: If ever presented with the opportunity to drive a car for the VERY FIRST TIME when it is AFTER DARK--say no. Just--don't do it.
::facepalm:: Once I figured out that to shift into reverse I had to reach between the seats instead of behind the steering wheel, we were off.
I did figure out the CD player, though. Priorities, yo.
So--big night for Sara. New desktop computer--all shiny and new and empty and WAITING to be filled with goodies! But... no desk for it to top. Hmmph. And--new car! That I drove when running errands today and BY GOD it is the most wonderful car ever in the history of cars. IT HAS REMOTE LOCKS. AND A TRUNK THAT I CAN USE! (It might be good to note that the trunk in my Buick has been unaccessible except via screwdriver since October of 2004, and since immeasurable time before that, I have only been able to unlock it using the passenger side door. This remote thing is INSANE.)
Also I got a 4GB pendrive for $35, using a $25 gift certificate at Circuit City. Yay sales! However, my music folder alone is 10GB so... this could be interesting. Also, the wireless internet is protected by a passcode and I DON'T KNOW IT and neither does my brother. CURSE YOU, CABLE COMPANY! ::sigh:: Not only do I have no desk for the desktop, I have no interweb. Woe.
(Also, I would really like to get downright GIDDY about these things, as I have lusted after a new car and computer for ages, but--I can't help but feel like I am stealing or borrowing them, which might be a way of delaying the inevitable sinking-in of not having my grandmother anymore.)
And on that depressing note, which wasn't meant to be depressing, I tell you I am 400 words shy of 25,000 words in my NaNo--woooooot! (But less than a third through the plot. Well, damn.)
