elanya

I was just thinking that I wished that someone would ost somethig interesting in LJ.

Rar. Well, okay, this might not be all *that* interesting, but it will be new! The first time around.

I had a job interview today. I think it went rather well, all things considered. The only thing is that the girl wasn't sure if they were going to need temporary staff or not. We shall see.

I also got a cheque today, finally! It was the one from the CPP, that had gone to England and Ontario before I got my hands on it. But there was only one cheque... I was under the impression there were two. Ian? Joel? Whassup? There was the big cheque. and a paper saying they were in monthly instalments, but not actually two cheques. Is that all there was supposed to be? :o

So I put that in the bank, and took out some money to put towards debts. I also bought some drugs. Oh yeah, I've got a stash now. Reactine, Tylenol Cold, Ibuprofen. I got all the shite. I took that money and payed some Billz. Visa, and paid off some of my line of credit. $200 down, $5800 to go :/. And then student loans!

Yarr. I also walked to the Fisher residence to pay back Mr. Fisher for the router. I'd meant to do it long ago, before I squandered most of my money, but it never happened. But today, I had money and was relatively close, and felt like walking, so I did. I talked to him, and played with Rider, the super adorable puppy they have. Their cat is cute too, with its huge mitten paws.

Then I went to Shan's and hung out there while she finished her coat and did dishes. I had to leave to catch the bus just as she started baking her chocolate almond shortbread though, alas.

Came home, ate dinner, and edited a story that I was supposed to have done, um... before I left Sheffield. Shame on me! But I did it, and hopefully my effort will be appreciated despite the lateness. It is basically an edited log of an In-game conversation that took place over e-mail for the Chains game. My character is now dead, but I am hoping to get back involved in plot stuff from a distance at some point. Phil says he has plans, but I don't know what they are yet, and if I did I'm not supposed to tell. *Taunts Ian who is probably the only one who reads this and cares*.

After that, I played Exia, which just finished. I was really happy with this session. I got to do a lot of reqally good roleplaying, which can be hard with hadyn. It was about 50-50 split for originating from plot stuff and character interaction stuff. And it was god. Hadyn is really hard for me to roleplay, because, well, he is messed up and really emotional, two things which I am not. He is also self-centered, and neutral in alignment. His reasons for doing things are complicated, but his personal attachment to most of the things he does do is very subdued. It's hard to explain. He's complex, and totally issulicious. I *heart* him.

SO... that's about it. We managed to keep the party together, and get money, which resloves our two major issues in the game though, and on top of that, we also have *direction*. Callooh-callay! All is well in exia. Except for the not good things.

*hop*. That's enough game rant for the night. I expect most reader don't care so much about my personal PC's anyway. Arrr...

I was looking for an old entry in a live journal of a friend of mine. And then I saw a bunch of posts in that person's journal which I just don't *ever* remember seeing on my friend's list. It makes me sad to think that I might have been purposefully been excluded from seeing them... It wasn't anything that would bother, offend or even really concern me more than any other facet of said friend's life. I don't know. It really isn't my buisness what other people do with their journals, what they chose to tell me or tell other people, or whathave you.

I wonder if they might have been retroactively unsecured for me to have been able to see them at all, even on that person's main page...

I guess I'm just sad that someone that I think of as a friend would think that, I don't know, I'm not interested, or understanding or, what have you, really, to be allowed to see their feelings on certain subjects. Even if it isn't any of my buisness.

Greh. Maybe it is just all this bee killin' messing with my head. :/

I got a lot of e-mail from overseas type people today, for various things. Yay :D Soon I hope to have many pictures of my Neville friends dressed for a Rocky Horror Outing. It would have been fun to go, I think.

In other news, I finished my three day novel last night! It only took me, oh, a little less than a month ;D Now I just have to type the thing up, which ought to be fun. It's about 35 pages handwritten. I'm going to work on that after I finish up my e-mail and so forth, and maybe take a shower. We'll see how lazy I'm feeling.

I had some amusing dreams last night. I can't remember much about all of them, or if they were connected or not. The first was about washing cars. I was supposed to be washing my mother's car... only it was my grandmother's station wagon and sometimes a jeep, and dark shiny green. I washed some other guy's car too, and he gave me $15. It was in a parking lot somewhere... it looked familiar, but I could place it. My mom has a second car in the dream... A sort of VW bug looking thing, only it was a convertible. It looked like an older style too, and was read with a white leather interior It also came with a miniature version of itself, that could be detached or attached on a wing kind of thing... like a little side car. Mom didn't want me washing it, though, because she didn't want to get the leather wet. I thought that was a shame because the white leather on the seats was filthy... it looked orange in some places, and also, I was secretly hoping I could get more money. I remember when I was washing the fist car, I was spraying it with a hose (a hose that went... off camera. ;) and one of the windows was down. I was washing the inside windows too and I had a squeegee thing like at gas stations, only I could get at the inside for some reason (I think it was just dream logic...), so the inside windows of the car got were covered with condensation.

The second dream was cooler, but I remember it less distinctly. I either was or was watching Anastasius, and possibly both at different parts. For some reason, I think I had agreed with someone to try and take over the world. I think I was thinking as Heather-Playing-Anastasius at that point, and was hoping to get a chance to plot out what I was going to to or something. Suddenly, I was five years later, however, and I was in the middle of a huge war. It seemed that this was just a sort of plot jump that someone had decided would make an interesting story for me. I was bitter because it meant I hadn't gotten to actually make any of the plans that had got me to this point, but went along with the scenario anyway. Apparantly, I had mis-judged how much influence some Vampires had over various militia groups in the states, and they were causing a lot of problems. If it hadn't been for these groups, my takeover would have been basically instant, bloodless, and accepted by everyone. (For those who don't know, Anastasius is a very powerful House Balor sorcerer with access to some primordial dark magic sources. he doesn't really want to take over the world though.... Just reclaim Ireland for his house and turn them back into Formorians. Translating from UberGeek, he's a quasi-evil Faerie wizard ;).

In anycase, the war was really depressing him, because so many people were dying, and because so many people resent him now, when what he has wanted was a unified, peaceful existence. He was also worried about Irene, his betrothed, who basically didn't really know what was going on. He kept her in a palace and basically shut off from current events, because he wanted her to be able to be happy. (Maybe this is something my subconscious dragged up from watching Dracula: The Dark Prince). Irene is a waify wallflower anyway ;)

There was lots of red, and fire, in the dream, because of the war atmosphere. I also recall that a demon came to him at one point, to taunt him. This was apparently the guy with whom I had made the deal, or bet, or what have you, about taking over the world. Apparently since I hadn't done it in five years as I had said, My soul was forfeit to him. I thought that was silly because Anastasius would never risk his soul for something like that :o I think Anastasius-me was angry because he hadn't offered his soul at all. In any case, the demon taunted me, and was trying to tempt one of my generals. I think it was probably either Faren or Caelan, or possibly an amalgamation of both. The demon wanted to give him my soul as a token of goodwill, so to speak. A temptation. He took the soul from the demon, and gave it back to me. It looked like a hollow, translucent blood red orb made of glass, about the size of a grapefruit, and possibly had a silver snake or dragon attached to it. When I took it, it just sort of went into me, and I was please because I knew my friend wouldn't betray me, and with the demon gone, I could maybe fix this horrible war situation and find a way to come out on top. I don't remember anything after that. I think I woke up.

I had gone to bed very late last night as a result of my having finished my novel, and it was only about 9:30 when I came out of that dream, so I decided to go back to sleep. Only I couldn't. I lay in bed for another couple of hours, kind of day dreaming. One thing I daydreamed about was what I would make if I were in an Iron Chef competition and the secret ingredient was Asparagus. He is what I thought of:

1. Cream of Asparagus soup with cheese (either mozzarella, or mozzarella, parmesan and cheddar, all white), red pepper, and nutmeg.

2. A sticky rice ball made with rice and held together with a paste of cream cheese, boiled pureed asparagus and green pepper, served on a mat of steemed woven asperagus stalks.

3. Honey glazed chicken breasts stuffed with asparagus and pine nuts, with a plain yogurt and lemon juice dip.

4. Grilled asperagus shoots marinated in balsamic vinegar and maybe some other stuff

5. A green salad with asparagus tips.

I think some of that sounds like it cold be pretty tasty, and has give me confidence that were I ever in an Iron chef competition, I could come up with some pretty original and yummy things. Asparagus detractors need not comment! ;D