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Sitting at my laptop, waiting for midnight to roll around so I can read Gunnerkrigg and go to bed. Second semester starts tomorrow, and I've a new chapter to start writing. It's going to be a good one, I feel. It's going to have suspense, and drama, lots of comedy and satire, and mayhaps a bit of romance, if I'm lucky enough.

Eh. Bleeding heart me.

New semester equals new start equals better outlook. Equals more confidence equals better attitude, equals more positive-moods. And I'm okay with this. Gonna start this right, and it's gonna be great.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a webcomic to read, poetry to write, and a semester to own. Goodnight, all!

~Ταθ

"I close my eyes before the void consumes, and my last breath of freedom tastes like your name..."
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 ...I find myself sitting in a less-than-warm apartment, alone, writing jigs for this tin whistle contraption (which I'm rather fond of at the moment). Somewhere in the world - hell, somewhere in the state - people are watching fireworks and drinking and socializing. At the moment, I envy them for everything but the booze. Ah, well.

Obligatory End-of-Year Stuff~ )
Happy new year, everyone! Best wishes for all of you!!

Trololo~

Dec. 19th, 2010 11:38 am
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 I'm in a good mood. I feel unstoppable. I feel that I don't have anything to fear, that there's no way I can lose. It's a damn powerful feeling, boys and girls. Haven't felt this way in nearly... well, haven't really felt this way since an event in high school that will go unnamed for now. >:D

Woke up this morning at five, feeling GREAT. Probably because I'd been sleeping for the past twelve hours. This is why I don't take naps during school. Went to to work. Got too many Christmas songs stuck in my head (more on that later!), came home. Got Facebook ambushed from the Bible Thumper back home, decided against my better judgement and replied to her greeting. We talked civilly for about ten minutes, then the inevitable happened. Aaaand then she was spouting at me about God and being bisexual and my gay friends and how we can "redeem ourselves" this Christmas or some shit like that. I kept silent until she said something about us not being accepted by 'Our Father in Heaven" because of our orientation. And that poked something inside me, and I had to retort.

"Kay, sorry to interrupt your preaching, but my dad accepts me. The man who adopted me - yeah, he's not even my biological father! - accepts me for who I am. He knows I'm bisexual, and when he found out, he was cool with it. He doesn't really understand, but he also doesn't care, one way or the other. He loves me just the same. Now, when I mentally compare my dad to your god, I'd still choose dad. You say that I won't be accepted because I'm bi? Sorry sweetheart, but my dad accepts me. And I'm not going to pretend I'm someone else just to gain the favor of you, or your church, or any god. My dad loves me for who I am, and in my eyes, that's better that anything your god can offer."

I totally would've busted out a Z-snap if I could've portrayed it over chat.

She had a pretty weak argument to that, saying that my dad isn't mortal and that heaven is everlasting, but she had poked the "Loyalty" button, and I wasn't backing down. So I'm pretty sure she hates me again, and that she's not going to speak to me for another two months or so, and then she'll come back and try her tricks again. But I really don't care anymore, because... yeah.

...I really don't care for the 'God' she (and so many others) speaks of. Part of a church is something I can never comfortably be, but the all-powerful something-or-other in which I believe (lol... no.) doesn't discriminate between people, and especially won't take away your afterlife just because you're attracted to the opposite gender. I'm not saying that all people who believe in God are like that. But the ones who try to shove it down other people's throats are just annoying. Geez. Some people.

Anywho, that was this morning.

Oh, geez. It's not even noon yet. =0.0= Dang, today has been good. Gonna gets better soon, aye. Headed to a friend's house for some gaming, then there's a Christmas party tonight at work. There's gonna be seafood. You fail to realize how excited I am for this.

Oh, nearly forgot: Going back to the subject of too many Cristmas songs in my head during work (Sirius Satellite radio is <3); I'm throwing together a mash of "Little Drummer Boy" and "Do You Hear What I Hear?". It's tentatively being called "Do You Hear the Drums?", and it's gonna be AMAZING if I can manage to get what I hear in my head down on paper. I'm thinking wind quintet plus percussion. SO EXCITED FOR THIS.

Aaaaand, I think that's all I've got. I'm gonna go shower and continue my good mood. See you guys when I see you!

Αγαπι, Ταθ. <3

Edit: Cut because it was just too long. :D )
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 Dear you: You're a silly, beautiful little magpie-colored coyote, and I ask that you play your games elsewhere. I've seen the marks your feathers make, and I don't want anything to do with that result. Unfortunately, I'm drawn by your plumage, and thought I know I shouldn't, I find myself chasing after the brightly colored string you drag along the ground. Please stop. My emotions are f*ked up enough already. Thanks. 

Dear you: I love you more than you realize. I need you more than I should. I understand you more than you'll ever know. I'd do anything for you, short of murder, though I'd help you hide the body if things really came to that. No matter where you go, or who you become, I'll always love you. Always and always and always.

...Dammit, you: You and your songs have the best-slash-worst timing in the WORLD.
Quote: "You can never 'just be friends' with somebody you used to love, simply because a little part of you will always love them."
You're lucky you're awesome. I wasn't even planning on including you in this, but here you are. Hope you're proud of yourself.

Dear you: I don't know you that well. But you're quite awesome, I must say. I'd very much like to get to know you better. For now, though, I'm going to play the "Look-but-don't-get-too-close-until-you're-sure" game, because I don't think I can do much other than that at the moment. So. We'll see. ((P.S. Your sisters are HOT. You shall be infinitely more adorable, but still. DAYUM, SON. o_o))

Dear you: You seem to be taking the hint that I've lost mucho respecto for you-o. Clever girl. Unless you're just being ignorant, in which case I say this: LADY, GET IT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL. You have a boyfriend, congrats. But the more you shove it down my throat that he's the most amazing thing ever, the more I'm gonna get pissed at you. So DON'T DO IT, LADY. Go off with him and live your happily ever after ((I give it... a year. Maybe. Three semesters, tops.)) where I don't have to listen to the commentary.

Dear you: If you hurt her, I will break you.

Dear irrational crush: You are just too cute - much love and hugs to you. Because of your unexpected gesture of friendly affection, not even Voldemort can kill me now. So, uhm... Thanks for that. ^///^ 

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

So, then - now that those little blurbs are out of the way:
It's been a relatively long time since I've last posted. Not for lack of anything to say ((trust me on that)) just lack of inspiration to sit down and actually do it. Kinda like right now. I've been working on this post for the past five minutes, and now I've got nothin' to say. I've said what's needed to be said, and now I'ma go to sleep. aye.

....Hee~ ^_^
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I'm in a good mood. A decidedly good mood.
I enjoy that I'm in a good mood. Haven't been in a good mood in a VERY LONG TIME, YEAH?!?

Found a leaf today, by the massive metal French Fry on campus. Fuckin' huge leaf. LIke, MASSIVE DAMN LEAF. So I picked it up, and carried it with me to class. It was like I was seven years old, all over again. And now this leaf is sitting on the table next to my bed. I'm pressing it, kinda. And if I find my camera, Imma take a picture. Yeah.

Because I'm in a good mood. 
The rest of this is cut for length. Click and read, y'all. )

Headin' back to the dorms this weekend, methinks. If I can find some time after work/before band to do it. Busy next few days. Shouldn't be too bad, though. At least I'm relatively content and distracted, rather than distraught and distracted.

Gah. This is my rambling face. I'm going nowhere with this, really. 

OMG WRAPPED IN GREY I LOVE THIS SONG GOTTA GO LOVE YOU ALL Σ'ΑΓΑΠΟ!!!

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