right.

Jul. 22nd, 2007 04:57 pm
nebulia: a nebula (such great heights)
First of all, Harry Potter seven.

REAL HP7 spoilers )

Right.

Had two very odd dreams last night. I told one to my mom this morning like an hour after I woke up, and now I can't remember it. In the other, I was sleeping on the top bunk in the basement at the lake house, with my cousin Min on the bottom, which I was, by the way, doing in real life). And Min woke me up (in the dream) and said, "A turle fell off your bed and landed in the back of my shirt!"

Yes. That's what she said. I spent a good ten minutes asking her if it was alive, and she kept saying, "Yes, it is, you twit!" And then I would ask her again, and again, and again...yeah. And then she said it was gross, like it was a spider, not a little turtle. I spent half the morning wondering if it had really happened before I realized how totally ridiculous it would have been.

Yeah. I'm an idiot.

Anyway, my cousins are in town, and we spent the weekend at the lake house. I finished HP7 and this WONDERFUL book by Cormac McCarthy called The Road, and it was great. Really. I highly recommend it.

And that was that. Have had some really interesting writing ideas, just saw Spamalot (which was fabulously funny, even a second time--"You're a fairy!" "No, that's Lancelot." *snerk*) and am now working on several other books to finish.

Later--

nebulia out.
nebulia: a nebula (sod off)
No one is happy right now.

There is LCA/HLBF drama, of which I still know nothing (DAMN YOU, HLBF! Why did you have to tell me about that? Did you honestly think that I wasn't going to worry, you dolt?). There is Bang!YouAreDead/LCA drama, and Naru is kind of mediating between the three of them.

And then B!YAD has been sad anyway...but she and CBLL and I went to Phantom last night and had tons of fun. But today the CWII teacher--who, don't get me wrong, I love her--was being bitchy about something trivial--she can be so tough sometimes--was harsh and B!YAD wasn't having a good day to begin with, and now I feel really bad.

I worry, you know.

And so my mood swings are in full gear and my nerves are on edge and I'm just on the border of anxiety attack, all shaky and crap, and the shakiness is only made worse by the fact that a) it is fucking cold in my room, and b) I went to bed at 11:30 last night and woke up at 4:30, no alarm clock.

I hate insomnia. Yeah, it wasn't as bad as it has been, but it still pisses me off.

So I'm worried and I'm tired and the only good thing is that tomorrow instead of CWII we get to Borders, and I think I'm taking B!YAD. And Twin might join us too, yay.

But that's, of course, if I only get through the night.

Damn. It is sooo cold in this room.

So. CBLL and B!YAD and I blasted J-pop all the way down to the Civic Center and back before and after the show, and then we also went to Starbucks after the show, and we added quite a bit to the quote book and laughed tons. So it was a blast.

But still. Monday just takes all the good out of you. Especially a Monday like this one, spent worrying about everyone. But then, no one seems to worry about themselves, so that's my job, right? 'Cause MBF and CT worry about me, and then I can spend more time worrying about everyone else.

CT will tell me that's faulty logic, but right now I don't care. I'm just fucking freaked out, and I'm not sure why.

I want everything to be the way it was this fall. Or last year, at the end of the year, when everyone was friends, nothing more, nothing less.

why do people fall in love?

quote of the post: "it's a good thing tears never show/ in the pouring rain/ like a good thing ever/ could make up for the pain" --robyn

nebulia out.
nebulia: a nebula (les amis de l'abc)
It's snowing again and I love it. I love it a lot. I even like the sound of the snowplows as they go by. It's super-cold, too, which is equally wonderful; hot tea, my down comfortor, and the snow outside. It's glorious.

Phantom is in town and I saw it tonight. I'd never seen it on stage before; just read the book and seen the movie.

Even though Patrick Wilson is dreamy and talented and uber-Raoul, just the whol effect of it on stage was soooo much more brilliant than the movie. I really was blown away, though not as much as Spelling Bee and certainly not as much as Les Mis. It truly was brilliant.

I still don't see what everyone sees in it though (along with Wicked and Rent, which are the Pokemon and Sailor Moon of the musical world; everyone knows them and loooves them and it's uber-irritating). I mean, yes, it's good, and the music is great, but it's still not nearly as good as anything else, especially some of the other stuff that's come out in recent years and is totally avoided, like Spelling Bee (which I shamelessly plug constantly) and Les Mis, which never, ever dies. *huggle*

Rent bothers me too; it's good but the only reason it's popular is because of Jonathan Larson's story mixed with the sexual crap that was rarely covered, or so a lot of people think; however, in the seventies, La Cage Aux Folles came out and the main characters were two gay men in love. Great musical--better than Rent, even--but totally forgotten.

Wicked is all right, the music is good but not great and that bothers me too.

I wish the good musicals would get the attention, dammit!

Though I like small fandoms, I guess.

But Phantom was very good, I had seats with Maman in Row J, and, on top of that, I get to see it again on sunday, which I am certainly not adverse to . At all. In any way, shape or form (but I would have seen Les Mis every night it was here if I had the chance, *sigh*).

nebulia out.

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