My dad: also the most ridiculous dude on earth. He sent me an oversized t-shirt he screenprinted with approximately a zillion frogs. It's kind of precious and ridiculous. I still don't know why he bought a t-shirt press, but it seems to make him happy.

I will never actually understand my dad's views on money because he is seriously a ridiculous tightwad (he would argue if you asked for a quarter for bubble gum when I was a kid, no really) but then he buys ridiculous things like a t-shirt press out of the blue. IDK. He also has a living room full of slot machines (well, most of them are actually Japanese not-exactly-slot-machine things), though they're kind of fun.

I like to pretend that our apartment is gradually becoming more apartment-like and less hovel-like but I'm mostly lying to myself. Yesterday I unpacked most of two boxes of pretty things and put them on the bookshelf.

The random trip to Louisville to see my bro on Saturday was nice in other ways besides the direct side effect of getting Tim Tams out of it (it's good that he got me two packages because I've already gone through the first one). He also bought me sushi for dinner and I got to meet his new girlfriend (that I didn't know he had... I don't pay attention to anything and he's not exactly the oversharing type anyhow), wandered around in Louisville for a bit, and finally actually got to see his apartment. It's a walk-up in the top floor of an authentic Victorian house. I has a jellusy.

Anyhow, he's coming to Bloomington in a few weeks to see some dude named Mason Jennings in concert and he wants me to go with him. I'm not too sure on this as my brother's tastes in music and mine don't exactly line up all the time and also, it's after one of my night classes, but I'm pondering it.

Everybody I talk to lately keeps asking me how I'm doing and I don't actually know. Classes are... classes. It's school, IDK what to say about it. It's kind of interesting, not too complicated, and kind of just... fine? My graduate assistantship is more interesting and more stressful, but still not terribly high-key adventure. Life is very different than it was a year ago. Not better or worse, really, but definitely different.

It probably makes me crazier than I want to admit to, that a lot of my current ennui-ish feelings are directly to the lack of concerts I want to see in my forseeable future. I saw Journey and Heart a few weeks ago! That fix should have lasted me longer, damnit!

Okay, enough rambling for now, I suppose. (Seekrit note to self: Upload music later!)

*shakes off excess drops of friendslist*

Hi. I'm back. Skip-200 is a scary place. Heart you guys.
Florida was very nice, very Florida-y. I did not get sunburn due to generous use of 60-proof sunblock.
My dad is doing well. And may even make it to my graduation, which would be quite shiny.

Now I'm going to go read fic. Ah fic, I missed thee.

In case you missed the memo, I'm off to Las Vegas with my dad for a fun-filled week of drinking & gambling.

I'm getting in the car to drive to the airport in like, 20 minutes, so before I shut my computer down I just wanted to say buh-bie to my f-list. I might be able to get online at internet cafes and such, but if I manage any net access it will be limited.

So, see ya next week!

I need to go to bed soon because I have to get up in the morning to hang out with my dad before he catches his flight back to florida.
That was pretty much your only warning/explanation for the rest of this post whilst I attempt to eject the multitude of thoughts from my brain directly onto livejournal minus any filtering/organization/sanity. Enjoy. ^.^

So, right, got up way earlier than I wanted to, took a shower, got ready, then went to BG with Dad and Zoe. We went to JC Penny and bought clothes (that I *like*! I must show them to you Jen, because they kick ass! I want more! This did not satisfy my money-spending urges!). Then we had to go drop Zoe off so she could get ready for the performance. Then we went to Target for about an hour and dad looked at luggage but failed to buy anything (*sob* I have failed as a child!). Then we went *back* over to the theatre, so Dad could watch the show and I took Luke (Aileen and Francisco were watching the play) and Mom and we went to Rita's and hung out (because there's only so many times you can watch the same play and I don't want to reach my limit before the one that we've already reserved seats for) for about an hour. Then we had to go *back* to the theatre, trade Luke for Zoe and scurry off towards Louisville, trying to fight our way through wind and rain to make it on time for the last performance of Jesus Christ Superstar at the Iriquois Amphitheatre (sp?). We made it on time, but it was raining when we got there so we got thoroughly soaked walking to the theatre.
Slight aside: I'm not sure up until now if it was by accident or design but I almost never go see any performance unless it is opening night or closing night. I *very* rarely see any show in between. I think this is because those performances have a tendency to be better ones, especially on closing night. They've had time to work all the kinks out, they don't have to hold anything back for another show, and all their emotions are running higher because it's almost the end of the experience. So, anyway, if I didn't plan my attendence at live theatre around that fact before, I definitely will now.
Yeah, so this was closing night of Jesus Christ Superstar. Margo sat with us; this was her third round of it and she said that performance made the other two look like complete *crap* in comparison. It was an incredibly good show. I really *really* enjoyed it. But I suspect this may not be for the reasons that most other people enjoyed it. There were two things that, for me, lifted it from the realm of good theatre into the realm of a fucking awesome experience. It was not the music, though that was nice. It was not the acting, though that was phenomenal. It was not even their singing abilities, really, though I was fucking *impressed* with how much some of them threw into it. They could not have sung as powerfully in any other performance as they did in that one because they would not have been able to *speak* the next day, much less do it over again. Anyway, back to the two things that pushed it over the top.
Firstly, I shall demonstrate my shallowness - the guy who played Judas was Teh Sex. Seriously. He is the hottest thing invented since *fire*. Guh. I told mom we should kidnap him and take him home in the trunk. She laughed, but I was half-serious. He totally stole the show away from Jesus. Com*plete*ly stole it. I was like, Jesus who? And not only was he hot, he was also the *best* actor on that stage by *far*. And his singing? In-fucking-credible. Phenomenal. Apparently he's also the lead singer of some local Louisville band called "The Hawk"... I totally want to try and go see them, because if he is anything like he was in JCS when he is onstage singing with his band, it will blow everyone away.
And the second factor, which was the only thing that caused me to even notice Jesus was on the stage. - How come nobody told me that JCS is full of Teh Gay? Seriously. It is the gayest musical I have ever seen in my life. It is *not* "slashy" because that implies that one has to stretch canon to make the characters gay - Jesus and Judas are *so* incredibly gay. Come *on*! Jesus saying "How could he betray me with a kiss?"... Judas singing "I don't know how to love him." Completely queer. Nevermind the fact that I'm positive the real reason Judas betrayed Jesus is because Jesus broke up with him so he could get the hook-up with Mary Magdalene (sp?). Judas was *completely* jealous of all the attention Jesus was paying to Mary. I totally felt bad for Judas and wanted to give him a hug for most of the performance.
Besides which, even if the musical were not *already* gay, the actors had to go and *flirt* with each other like five-year-olds after they took their bows and were headed offstage. Guy-who-played-Judas was walking ahead of guy-who-played-Jesus, suddenly Jesus-guy darts forward to tickle the back of Judas-guy's neck. Judas-guy turns around, laughing and teasing him back, Jesus-guy darts away playfully and Judas-guy gives chase, proceeding offstage and out of sight (where who *knows* what could've happened?). Then, after they came out and bowed again (because it was just that good), they were being all playful and flirty and chase-y again when they were headed offstage. This was not all in my imagination as Zoe can tell you. Because she knew *exactly* what I was thinking when I was watching the show.
After all that excitement, we headed back to the car, at which point Mom realized that she had lost her keys. Lovely. Good thing I had my set. (Yay! Car-ness!)
Mom let me drive which I think was at least partly due to her shame at having lost her keys. But, hey, beggars can't be choosers.
The drive from Louisville to my house is a good two and a half or three hours. And it was already nearly 10 pm when we left. And then it started raining again. And there was fog. But I was fine. But mom felt it necessary to keep telling me that if I wanted to pull over and switch places it would be perfectly okay.
Mostly it was alright except for mom telling me to slow down every time she looked over to see how fast we were going.
The only truly bad part of the trip was this strip of highway where the second lane was blocked off with orange cone-thingies for like *15* miles... and I was stuck behind a car going like 20 under the speed limit for the *entire* time. I was ranting at her and mom was like "Road rage has no place on the road." Well then why do they call it road rage?
She made me do breathing exercises until I stopped ranting about murder.
But we made it home safely without killing anyone at all. And mom told me how impressed she was with me for driving so well the whole way. Which would have been nicer if she had managed to wipe out some of the shock and surprise in her voice as she was giving the compliment.
Now I just need to go check my email, figure out what the hell I'm going to wear tomorrow since I don't have *any* clean or even semi-clean pants, and then get some sleep because I expect someone will attempt to wake me up about six hours from now. Which wouldn't be so bad if I had gotten a full night's sleep at any point in the last... 4 or 5 days.
...I am resisting the urge to go look up Jesus/Judas slash. Because I really need to be asleep right now. Really.
Also, random question, which I could probably figure out the answer to if I actually tried, but I am lazy and thusly I shall ask my friends list: Okay, so Jesus died, then came back, I follow it that far, but then what? After his resurrection did he just spend a little while convincing people he was alive and then flutter off the heaven or whatever? Or did he stick around for a while and hang out with the disciples? Watching JCS made me wonder things like that. And also, what did actually happen to Judas? -After the play ended, I was thinking, 'Hey I wanna know what happens next!' and then it occurred to me that I probably ought to actually have some clue, but I don't. Though I apparently know more about the bible than Zoe does, which somewhat worries me. How did I obtain this slight smattering of knowledge that I do have? Because I have no idea where it came from. But it is there, nonetheless, even if it has great big gaping important holes in it.
Oh, and one last thought before I run off: I am currently angry with my computer because it rebooted itself while I was sleeping last night, thus closing two windows with fics open in them that I've been meaning to read for several days. I think one was Harry/Ron and one was dombilleh, and I have no idea how I'm going to find them again. *sigh* Damn computer.

I love musicals. Jesus/Judas OTP!!1

I apologize if I made no sense in some parts of this post. I shall use the Rita-excuse to cover all ills. *I'm so sleepy!*

ETA: I'm downloading the original broadway soundtrack of Jesus Christ Superstar and I like Judas on the soundtrack way less than I liked the Judas at the performance tonight.

Spent time with my daddy today... we went to Bowling Green and walked around in the mall... and he bought me new khakis at aeropostale, my one preppy weakness. We argued with the people at the cingular booth but apparently I can't renew my plan and get a new phone because of some crazy thing that happened when cingular and at&t merged that should hopefully be fixed soon and I might yet get a camera phone. Hopefully. Maybe. Then we went to best buy and looked at expensive and pretty things, but didn't buy any of them. We had lunch at Zaxby's because neither of us had ever tried it before. It was actually very good, I was kinda surprised.
We picked Zoe up from school... and drove to Hoptown because we hadn't nothing better to do, and went to Walmart because we had nothing better to do. I got a cool new gypsy-type skirt at wal mart, it's all brown and black and swishy. ^_^ I also got a couple of tank tops. And three big packs of sour punch straws. Because I am an addict. I tried a new flavor I hadn't had before when we stopped at a gas station on the way out of town - cherry! I had heard they were good, but I'd never seen them anywhere before. I think I like apple, strawberry and watermelon better though. They also had some others there that I want to try but I resisted! For now, anyway...
Dad also bought some stuff for zoe and for luke... he's getting better at this spending money thing, a few more years and we might finally have him trained right.
He left at about 8:30-ish to start driving back to FL, he wanted to get a head start and do the rest tomorrow. I don't know why he left so soon, I know he had plenty more time off. But he's supposed to be off around the end of July and we'll probably go do something then. Any ideas or suggestions on where I should convince him to go? (Somehow, I don't think Ocean City would appeal to Dad and Zoe, much as I'd like to suggest it...)
Plans: Tomorrow, me and Bruce are going to take Aileen's stuff out of my room, and possibly haul some of it over next door to her place. Then I'm going to work and getting my room in a live-able state. (I think mom is planning to replace the carpet soon, so I don't know how settled in I should get o.O;;)
Wednesday, I need to call dad and remind him he needs to get online and pay for my summer class because he said he would (yay!!!) and to buy me a pretty new optical mouse because he said he would and buy me ink for my printer because he said he would and attempt to convince him that he should buy me a webcam (which probably won't work because he doesn't see the point) and a flash drive (because that would be nifty). Hooray for the potential spending of money that isn't mine! I may end up buying myself whichever of those things he chooses not to, but we'll see. I also need to remember to put Dead Like Me on cds and send it to him, because he really wants to watch it all... I need to find some cds... hopefully my cd burner holds up under the stress, it's a bit wonky on a good day... then again, if it stops working, maybe I can talk my dad into buying a new one... then again, the bloody piece of shite is supposed to still be under warrantee... (Grr! My mouse is being all wonky and clicking buttons I didn't push! I want a new mouse now!)
Random-ness: Not that any of you are probably worried or even remember this, but the present I ordered for mom that I was worried I had sent to the wrong address? I did send it to the wrong address. *But* if it doesn't get automatically forwarded (which it hopefully should) and gets returned, the ppl said that they would re-mail it back out to this address and not charge me extra. Which is good of them. Too bad they didn't get my e-mail before they sent it out the first time. *sigh* But it'll still be okay, and it has plenty of time to get here before mom's birthday which is the 27th. Though it would have a certain level of added amusement to tell her it got lost in the mail.... *giggle*
*glances up* Umm, yeah, I think I'm done updating now.

( Memage )

Somehow, even though I've had more free time this week than at any time since the semester began, I still haven't *done* anything. Like, at all. I don't know where my time is going. Last final in the morning, then after lunch I have to start packing all my crap up. *rawr* My dad is supposed to be driving up from Florida and getting here either tomorrow or Saturday. He said that if he got here in time, he'd help me move, but since I haven't heard from him in several days, I don't know if he'll be here or not. He better let me know so that I know whether to tell Mom not to come. The 3 Doors Down concert last night was awesome, and I kinda screwed up my voice with all the yelling. Breaking Benjamin opened for them, and even though I only know one song by them (and only because there's a buffy vid to it) they were pretty good. The only thing that would have made the concert better would be if 3DD had played "Ticket to Heaven" because I really like that song. Oh, and also it probably would have been good if the bassist hadn't *broken* his *finger* during the concert!!! /craziness Also, the lead singer of 3DD has a very cute southern accent. Which is weird only because I don't normally *like* southern accents, probably a product of growing up surrounded by them, but on him it was quite adorable. Also, he has dimples. Dimples on boys are way cute. *g* Even though I got like ten hours of sleep last night, I am still tired and worn out.

You're a Winter. You very much enjoy your time
alone but do like other people's company
sometimes. You just need your space. You have a
few priviledged friends who saw past your
colder exterior to find the true you. You can
have pretty bad mood swings (though you hate to
admit it) so you could be soft one second then
storming around the next! But over all, you're
a very pleasant person once people take the
time to get to know you. You're a good friend
for in-depth talks. You're very talanted when
it comes to creative things.


What season are you? (pics)
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(Katie, as if it weren't weird enough that we share a name and an astrological sign, have you noticed that we *keep* getting the same results on nearly every quiz... it's really kinda strange... I promise I'm not doing it on purpose.)

In other news, my dad's in town this weekend to see my brother's play. So like, half an hour after I got back to the dorm from the SGA retreat, he calls and so I went to hang out with him. It was cool though, I got a new outfit that's quite nice and we went to Red Lobster. Did you know that the sugar packets at the tables in Red Lobster have stupid jokes on the back? They're all puns about fish. It's really quite sad, but it amused me at least.

Why is Jen yelling at the Super Nintendo again? I can't complain, though, because I'm just as bad... if not worse.

This has been the *longest* day, fun mostly, just really, really long.

Random thought... I love to buy books, so why don't I ever get around to reading most of them? I was watching something on tv and it reminded me that I actually bought Bill Clinton's book and I haven't even started reading it yet. This is far from an isolated incident; I do it all the time. I think I'll blame college for taking up too much of my leisure time.

*yawn* Night all...

I have to go to work in like fifteen minutes...
Michael kidnapped my cell phone yesterday. He said he'll bring it back when Dad gets him a new one... So it could be a while...
Went to Japanese class yesterday. Was quite interesting. I keep being set upon by an impending sense of doom... it's like I can feel my GPA losing altitude... but that could just be the fact that the floor under my desk (just mine, mind you) was *vibrating*. Very odd. I actually made Laura sit at my desk to make sure I wasn't imagining it and she felt it too. Hopefully that was a once-in-a-lifetime occurence. Otherwise I shall be very distracted. If I have time today, I shall practice my hiragana characters in class/work. I feel like I'm back in kindergarden, learning to make my letters all over again. My handwriting is apparently just as bad in Japanese as it is in English. Jen draws pretty hiragani. And so does the guy who sits next to me. I am jealous. Okay, have to finish getting ready and go to work now. Buh bye.