i sing because i'm free

[ontology]

So, I saw my family off this morning, and now I am rejoicing in my vivid solitude. I bicycled to the library this afternoon and rented Once and didn't have to make certain anyone knew I was gone and I needn't worry about waiting until my siblings are in bed to watch (silly Irish people, why must you be so profane?). Somehow doing my chores seems easier when no-one is telling me to do them, so I washed all the dishes and straightened my bedroom before I went to the library or allowed myself to stream any telly on the laptop (I haven't got round to that, oddly enough). The weather is exquisite: sunny and warm with a merry little wind that's got just the wee-est edge of chill to it. Perhaps it will rain? Tonight I am going to see Hannah in a play and will likely wear my new dress that looks as though it's covered in apostrophes (or commas, and though I like commas best apostrophe is much the prettier word) and my crimson shoes, and I have got the splendidest new purple shoes and earthy gold scarf to go with my dress for Alessandra's wedding, and there is chocolate-chip pound cake residing happily on the kitchen counter. (I may make cinnamon rolls, if we have enough brown sugar, because they take all day to make, and are often gone in half that time. It'd be splendid to have cinnamon rolls for Sunday morning when KYRA WILL BE COMING.)

Also I may have entered into official adulthood today, as I had to make a Business Call all by my lonesome and was put on hold where I waited for ten minutes in the company of the everlasting elevator music (gorblimey, that stuff is rank; would it be so terrifically hard to burn a decent playlist to CD, or turn on a radio station? classical music, at least, would offend very few tastes and give people a bit of education besides!). I have now successfully changed my primary care physician to a family one rather than a paediatrician and when I hung up the telephone I had to take several deep breaths to calm the terror that came rushing in after the fact. Oh help, I'm not ready to be grown up! Just think, when I begin working I shall have to acquire a bank account, and before long I will be forced to pay taxes. Oh dear oh dear oh dear.

I feel a great deal more content than I do many other times when I have been home alone for extended periods of time; I think part of this is because I am making plans and insisting that I Do Things instead of letting myself lapse into especially bad habits because there isn't anybody about to tell me not to do things like flip channels mindlessly for an hour or two, or waste time doing effectively nothing on the computer. My bedroom is nearly Kyra-ready, the dishes are washed, a DVD is rented, I have plans for the evening (though no dinner plans as of yet, hmm...I had a bacon and cheese sandwich already; what can I cook now?), and still intend to finish cleaning the bathroom, straightening the hall, touching up various other parts of the house, possibly doing some writing (though that's not as urgent as it used to be; now that I have a computer all to myself I can do a lot more writing and editing and needn't wait until everyone's gone and not using the computers), and, er, watching a bit of Buffy. Hush, you. I am also curious to see how early I get up tomorrow morning, as I was up at seven to see the family off, and I woke up with a headache, so I took some Excedrin which effectively filled me with caffeine...

Anyway, now I am babbling terribly. I shall get me some cake and watch Once.

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[builtofsorrow.livejournal.com]

I was awakened in the middle of the night by a thunderstorm, fell back asleep, & woke up to torrential rain when my alarm on Tosh started playing Deb's Something Burning. And then I got up and made proper hot chocolate and cinnamon toast, and all I wanted to do was curl up back in bed and watch Once... but I've lent it out to Jake (who has not watched it so far as I know, or if he has, he may have hated it and is afraid to tell me, as well he should be, for he would obviously have to have very crap taste in films to dislike it), so I had to settle for ShakespeaRe-told: The Taming of the Shrew instead (which is lovely too, in an odd way, so it wasn't a bad morning, all told).

Also: I want a picture of this dress!

I cleaned my room today as well, and am feeling deliciously productive and lovely after a not-incredibly-pleasant week. I am glad you are having a good day as well, m'dear. -cuddles-

[faeriemaiden.livejournal.com]

Your laptop has an alarm? That's gorgeous. I should love to get an alarm clock to connect to the iPod at least, because I used to wake up to music a lot and now I don't and I miss it. (It would also be nice for the radio to turn on automatically in the morning. I like having a pleasant alarm because it makes me want to wake up -- eventually -- to listen to it. :p)

NO-ONE COULD POSSIBLY HATE ONCE. D: (RIGHT? MY DAD ADORED IT. ...Okay, not surprising, as he is a great arbiter of a) indie films and b) folk music, BUT STILL. ALSO I WATCHED IT AGAIN AND I STILL CRIED AT THE END. I AM BECOMING SENTIMENTAL IN MY OLD AGE.)

*snuggles youuuu*

[builtofsorrow.livejournal.com]

Yes, it's some programme I downloaded from Apple; although it was a free trial & expires in about 10 days, so I shall have to find some sort of alternative, because I'm kind of addicted to waking up to pretty music now. I used Algy as an alarm a lot when I was in Europe, but only when I knew I wasn't going to sleep really well anyway, because I had to do it with headphones, so I couldn't exactly thrash about in my sleep (as is my wont). (This (http://www.mediafire.com/?nxuw01allsz) is currently my favourite song to wake up to, as it were.)

THAT IS WHAT I THINK BUT JAKE IS SUSPICIOUSLY TACITURN REGARDING IT. (& YES, EVEN MY MUM LIKED IT, and she is not an arbiter of either indie films or folk music, SO. & THAT WAS EVEN WITH THE SWEARING (though I did build it up a lot so she would think it was going to be worse than it was, and really, once you get past the first couple of minutes, it's not really even that big of a deal, which, okay, I don't really think it's that big of a deal anyway, but a lot of people obviously do -shuts up-). But yes, I cry EVERY SINGLE TIME through... pretty much all of it, but especially from the part where Guy goes looking for Girl to pretty much the very end. & I WILL PROBABLY CRY WHEN I SEE THEM IN SEPTEMBER, JUST BECAUSE THEY ARE SO PRETTY.

&hearts!

[tobie-rosemary.livejournal.com]

Taxes are no fun, but bank accounts are. :)

And I'm glad I'm not the only one who eats cheese and bacon sandwiches!

[shadowempress.livejournal.com]

For starters. This reads like you need to move out of your parents house sometime soon. And do you mean Kyra Lee?

[lady-moriel.livejournal.com]

*waves*

She's talking about me. Which may or may not mean "Kyra Lee" because at one point Bethany gave me the nickname Kyra Líadan...but seeing as most of your LJ friends are people from DuBois, I'm guessing that's not what you're referring to. :p

[shadowempress.livejournal.com]

No. It isn't. We just happen to have a Kyra who is coming on Sunday(today) and I wondered and was confuzzeled.

[barefoottomboy.livejournal.com]

Aw, sounds like a nice day, Business Calls notwithstanding. Hooray for Getting Things Done!

[lady-moriel.livejournal.com]

Eeeeeee.

Mind you, I'll be more or less out of my mind with jetlag and exhaustion (I don't sleep well on airplanes, if at all, plus I got less than five hours last night--my day started at 5 a.m. this morning in Turkey time, and it'll end...well, sometime tomorrow morning your time, which is going to be more like afternoon already by my body's time. Or something), and I'll probably want to go to bed really early. Like, my first day in Turkey I went to bed at 6:30 because I nearly fell asleep in the shower and was pretty much too tired to stand.

But still. Exciting. Heh, I'm bringing a whole thing of DVDs from home, most of which I'm sure we won't have time to watch, and I keep thinking of all this random stuff we should do--like going to Goodwill because you seem to find good stuff there, and taking lots of pictures, and writing stuff, and I don't even know. And show you the massive load of stuff I bought in Turkey; really, it's ridiculous, especially since...I'm going to be very poor soon from my semester abroad. Ulp.

(TOMORROW OMG. THIS IS UNREAL.)

[faeriemaiden.livejournal.com]

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Being tired is completely understandable, and anyway while you are sleeping I can slip onto LJ and say "AJHGSKHG KYRA IS HERE" and oh dear I need to find you a mattress or some such...

Yesyesyes, and we should also go to Hockman's, because, you know, HOMEMADE CHOCOLATES (THEY HAVE PEPPERMINT TRUFFLES), and the Peaceable Kingdom which is full of nifty things, and go exploring, and really there isn't very much to excite in DuBois BUT WE CAN TRY. ALSO WE SHOULD PICKET FOR WEREWOLF RIGHTS BECAUSE I SEEM TO REMEMBER WE SAID A LONG TIME AGO THAT WE WOULD DO THAT. :P FURTHERMORE I CANNOT WAIT TO HEAR ABOUT TURKEY. AND MAKE YOU FOODS. AND WE CAN HAVE A PICNIC ON THE ROOF. AND I SHOULD TURN OFF THE CAPSLOCK SOON.

UNREAL IS EXACTLY WHAT IT IS. Honestly I don't think I'll quite believe you're even coming until you're in my car.

[burningstarsxe.livejournal.com]

I saw you bicycling past Luigi's (I was outside cleaning the windows) and shouted out to you, but I don't believe you heard me. More accurately, I heard you singing and then saw you bicycle past. ;)

[bornofstars.livejournal.com]

Oh, it's so lovely to have a happy!Banui about. =)

[faeriemaiden.livejournal.com]

Isn't it though? I'm rather enjoying her company myself. ;)