and then

[ontology]

So, going to the Meholicks was nice. I needed to get out of my house; it's such a dark, cramped, small-roomed, dreary house, even if the yard is amazing. I stayed up late last night re-reading fernwithy's Shades, because there's nothing to cheer one up like good, comfortable fanfiction with Remus Lupin in it. 

But it's just...plague. Everything still hurts. Mum seems to be doing worlds better, though, at least at the moment. 

Also, listened to loads of music on the Meholicks' computer (because they have real cable internet), and KT Tunstall's "Black Horse & The Cherry Tree" is officially brilliant. (Also, Tunstall is Scottish. Or so her launch.com profile says. Scottish people who can do a good blues song = so much love. I am buying the album the next time I am at Wal-Mart, because it is there, and I am compelled. Music = therapy.) 

I love you lot. Madly. And I can't seem to stop saying that. 




Also, apparently, my writing muse will not go away. Ever. Even if I haven't been able to finish The Wise and the Lovely all the times I've been home alone, I have been working on a Remusfic entitled The Way the World Ends, which is yes, totally based off the last verse of "The Hollow Men". It also contains Roman numerals, zomg. And when I was at the roller-skating rink with the Meholicks--they had a kid's birthday party to go to, and we came along, and it was tremendously fun, even if my knees are now more bruise than flesh--all I could think of were Ian and Tuesday. Yes, roller-skating. Tuesday goads Ian into it, of course; he says, "You are aware that I haven't done this since I was eleven", and Tuesday falls over a lot, and fun is had by all. Because I just like the idea of an English teacher--who habitually wears nice shirts and occasionally his tie even when he doesn't need to--stumbling about on roller-skates. Blimey, it feels good to be able to laugh about things.

Comments

[ressie-noldo.livejournal.com]

Remus Lupin is most cheering.

And I shall join you in loving when people have real Internet - mine can only be called 'cable' because it comes through one. In the matter of speed/reliability, it's more like roulette.

Incidentally, Roman numerals are love. (Says she who can't keep herself away from them, not for a moment.)



On the slightly-more-serious side, my best to you, and your mum & dad even if they don't have the faintest clue who in Arda I am, but yes. I do know that not much I can say will make this feel better, but the thought's there and much-meant. *sends chocolate and goodwill*

[midenianscholar.livejournal.com]

It's good to find something to smile about. Pride&Prejudice (The movie) was my comfort object for a long time... still is, a little. It got to the point that whenever I felt down I'd even stick it in the computer and watch it while I was writing. I think I liked it because it reminded me of my friends. (well, and because it has Mr. Darcy in it...)

Ian and Tuesday skateboarding! Oh my! *snicker* I can't wait to see that. Makes me wish I had a modern-day tale.

Love you.

[lexiedoh.livejournal.com]

I'm currently obsessive over KT as well, even though I've only heard two of her songs.

I love you back, and am still very much praying for and thinking of you.