Wow, who would've thunk one of mom's ministry shows would (finally) bring something to lighten the soul? Heh, if it weren't for that, I'd still be bashing myself over that whole... memory leak... last...I discovered a whole new plane in my world. Don't be afraid to open up your world! The World Ends With You. The bigger it is, the more there is to look at. To appreciate. To enjoy. To live. Amen

Greetings to all of you have made the move with me, from fiyre to not_mytree . For those who haven't already mentioned it, the name is taken from the film Benny & Joon , one of my all... " And I love who I am right now! Y'know, I have great friends... and I'm enjoying myself. I'm done hiding who I am... I'm myself, and I love it. Life is freaking awesome " I couldn't have put it better

I've been looking back on my old journal entries, tagging everything, and holy crap, have I changed. ...Haven't I mentioned this like at least once before? Well, I've still changed. XP Seriously, I wouldn't...thought I would change this much. The drama early on in my relationship with Hana, the Ami story, and everything else past that. Heh, my Rumina cosplay. I'm so cute. ... I didn't just say that

So, I have been avoiding updating for a while. There has been no particular reason for this hesitance, just that I am lazy.  Not much has been going on, really. I quit my job to get ready to go to USC...some of my favorite things, like The Beatles and quirky, geeky, random humour (because they are English, stfu spellcheck. And don't judge me for preferrinfg the British spelling of "theatre," either)

Why am I still awake? Why can't I stop crying? I was trying to go to sleep when I started thinking about my Uncle Paul. Uncle Paul died of a brain tumor some years back. I can't stop crying about it...and how much that hurt. But I don't remember crying. I don't remember ever crying for him. But now, for some reason unbeknownst to me, I am. And I can't seem to stop. Life is too damn short

Well, I have officially moved every single one of my files from my old computer onto this one. Saying goodbye to the old one made me feel kind of sad (well, it's still here and I can still use it but you...with the pairings they like or something. But...I like to think I dislike the female characters I dislike because I just...don't like THEM. Their personalities and stuff. That's ok, right? ^_^

A few of you may have noticed that so far this year I have written exactly two short fics so far. Leaving aside the small matter of how many long fics I used to write in a year, the thing that I have been...not sure that I'm ready to write a sociopathic murder addict even if his story is starting to write itself in my head when I get quiet moments. So, does anyone else experience this or am I just crazy

When I was a kid, I hated being called a geek. I was small, scrawny and wore horrible NHS specs with thick lenses. It was made fairly obvious to me by other kids that I wasn't the fashionable or popular...to lunch every day with a bunch of people at work, a good mixture of people, and it doesn't occur to me to panic about not knowing what to say. I am still a geek through and through, but I love it.

 So, this evening we had a nice little get together to celebrate my mother's half century of living, when Wil announced that he is joining the National Guard. ... I'm torn about this because, while I...together for any reason, I will start wearing my retainer all the time and change my name to Herschel. For srs. 'Night, all. Tomorrow will be a day of training my mother in Print Shop, should be fun

Just a quick note... I saw Beowulf today.  It was good overall, though a bit different than I expected.  I didn't realize the whole thing was computer-graphic-animated.  But my oh my, Beowulf's body...are extremely appealing; I think because epics portray individuals that make huge differences, which is what we want to do but feel like we can't.  Anyways, enough shallow/deep thoughts from me..