I was going to put both of the last interviews into one entry but this got kind of fucking long. LESSON LEARNED: DON'T ASK ME TO TALK ABOUT BOOKS.

( From graymary, in which I talk about knitting, linux vs. Mac, using computers, Forgotten Realms, and fundamental books to me. )

soleta and kisahawklin are here! And, uh, have been since Friday. I just don't care enough about you all to tell you these things.

THAT IS A LIE. YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU.

So, on Friday, we slept. Or, well. They socialized with darth_cabal while I shouted incoherently from my bedroom. Because I was sleeping. Minus how I was awake and stuff. Sort of.

On Saturday, we went to see the newest Indiana Jones. IT WAS AMAZING. AND EPIC. AND WONDERFUL. AND JUST AS GOOD AS THE FIRST THREE. AND IF YOU DON'T AGREE I WILL DEFRIEND YOU ON THE SPOT. FOR SERIOUS. NOT LIKE LAST TIME. THIS TIME I MEAN IT.

It was marvelous you guys.

I also went to the Mass Sheep and Woolcraft festival that morning, and Wee came along. We left at seven o'fuckingclock in the morning. Because Cummington is a long, long way away from Boston. But it was fun, and I took lots of pictures of sheep, and said hi to acquaintances from last year, and got yarn so I could make moirarogers's kids (YES, BREE IS TOTALLY THEIR PARENT, TOO. IT IS TOTALLY NATURAL TO HAVE THREE PARENTS. STFU.) toys for my visit and make Lexi her Gryffindor scarf for next Christmas.

And then we went home. And, ummm. Did stuff? I don't really remember. See, once we got home from the festival, I got really really cranky. And so most of the day, minus during the movie (Wee will testify to my bouncing up in down in my seat and grinning like a moron through 90% of it), I was in a seething rage at everything. And I seethed to wee in great detail. About everything from actualfax maddening things to how angry it made me that I had to breathe to keep on living. GOD THE HUMAN BODY IS SO INSUFFICIENT.

And on Sunday I reformatted my Linux laptop's hard drive and installed the latest version of Ubuntu. Once my other downloads, I start downloading the XFCE version of Debian. LOOK YOU KNOW HOW I HAVE TO REARRANGE LIVING QUARTERS EVERY COUPLE MONTHS? THIS IS LIKE THAT.

I dropped darth_cabal off at the airport, got lost in Boston (stfu, just because I've lived here for three years doesn't mean I can't still get lost once a week >:( NON-EUCLIDEAN GEOMETRY IS HARD, DAMN YOU.) And theeeeen we came home. OH NO WAIT. And then we...

Okay, I can't actually remember what really happened after that. But eventually we went to the game shop near school to get me dice. I chose them based on prettiness, not based on whether or not they liked me, because that is stupid, dice can not like you, they are dice, and just because I chose the set that had the D20 that rolled the highest numbers for me means NOTHING, NOTHING I TELL YOU.

And then we went to Home Depot because Kate's iBook is broken, and I told her I'd try to fix it for her. And because Apple is staffed by fucking morons I needed a goddamn bendy thinger (normal people call them allen wrenches) to get the case off. And, jesus fucking christ, I can't even begin to explain to you how much I hate Apple. LIKE, SERIOUSLY. THE WAY THEY CONSTRUCT THEIR LAPTOPS IS UNBELIEVABLY STUPID. I... >:O

I got it to the point where I could see the hard drive, and gave up for the day. Tomorrow I'll try some more.

Then we played DnD. Sort of. I mean, we played DnD. Yeah. LOOK. I AM TRYING NOT TO ADMIT THAT LAST TIME I WAS DOWN THERE, THEY MADE ME PLAY DND AND IT WAS ALL TOO COMPLICATED AND I WAS SULKING BECAUSE, HELLO, MAKING ME PLAY DND, SO THEY WERE LIKE "GOD, WE'RE JUST GOING TO PLAY AS SAM AND DEAN WINCHESTER FFS >:("

(When I was last down there, we sort of almost got killed by the fishy things because we sort of kind of beat each other up in the hotel. It was pathetic. But also totally in character. And I got a fucking awesome manta ray cloak thing that um I forget exactly what it does but it's awesome. And now we own a fairy court or something or other, idk, I wasn't really paying attention, I was, um, hitting my cat? IDK. POINT BEING. DEAN AND SAM ARE TECHNICALLY FAIRIES NOW.)

(I hate myself a little.)

And now they are sleeping and I am in bed watching the NCIS finale and falling even more in love with Sheppard because I know what's happening and considering getting up and starting on Katie's stuffed animal. Even though I am exhausted. Also I've been doing inkdot's meme thingy since Wednesday. Just, you know. Not posting them. Because it's too much effort to get the photos off my camera. SHUT UP DO YOU KNOW HOW DIFFICULT IT IS TO GET THE CARD OUT AND PUT IT IN MY COMPUTER AND UPLOAD THEM ALL AND STUFF?

"What do you want me to do? Hold your nozzle? >:(" GOD I LOVE ZIVA.