And I've only just realised this connection tonight. Sometimes I suspect I'm rather thick.
And just so I can pay even less attention to real life than I already do- who'd have thought it was possible?- Ali and I started making a new RP. Dear lord, we suck. But there's a party this weekend- thank the lord!- and another the next week. That's the best thing ever. It really is. *sighs* I like parties. It's a nice excuse to act like an idiot. (And I do. Frequently. Lucky I don't give a damn what anyone thinks of me, isn't it? Fuck 'em if they can't take a joke. *smirk*)
It's getting around the time where I want to change. There things about me that just need to...change. It's a nice content feeling to know where I want to be headed for once instead of feeling like I'm in turmoil. I'll probably change my mind tomorrow and be the same surly bitchy girl you all know and
Dear lord the KAOS T-Shirt DRAMAH going on in kaosians and other random ljs is great. I'm finding myself thoroughly amused. Who even needs a TV when you have twitchy faux-goths? Brilliant. (Oh look, it's that surly bitch I was talking about.)