The last few months have been interesting ones for me. Interesting in the... interesting way. I'm now a sophmore in the Theater Education program at Virginia Commonwealth Program, which is interesting times. Um... okay, I really do have an actual point here. I'm getting around to it, I promise. I've been going through a lot of self-analyzation the last few months, and backed off from basically all of my old friends because of it. I'm not sure I can explain coherently why, and I'm sorry if anyone feels hurt by this, but it was just something I had to do for myself. Anyway, a lot of my worldviews have changed a lot. I'm not entirely sure what I think of Christianity anymore; I've been doing a lot of questioning of my sexuality. I've gotten involved in fandom, which I do not even begin to regret. I've met some of the best people I've ever known through it. I'm still a theater geek; I still have I'm not interested in being lectured on The Evils of fandom/bisexuality/questioning faith/whatever. I am, as always, interested in intelligent conversation. So. If you're interested in following the Life of Lynette, I can be found at (Was that all coherent? I hope so.) |
Also... You know you're a dork when...( Cut for End of Order of the Phoenix Spoilers ) Apparently several of my co-workers have done the same thing, so I don't feel quite as bad about it. |
Stuff and Nonsense I am *so* ready to move. Is it moving-time yet?Anyway. Fandom has sunken its claws into me and won't let go. Harry Potter, B5, The Tribe, Neil Gaiman.... they suck away my soul and my time. One of the main things I've noticed about fandom (although I noticed this long before my new heights of fangirlishness) is the intense desire to pass it all on to other people - thus my "You should watch _______!" in many people's general directions. Sorry about that. In other news, I bought 8 books yesterday (there are a bunch I want to get while I still have my 20% Child's Play discount). Angela - 6 of them could work for our next book. When we finish OotP, I'll read you the first chapter of each nad you can pick. I can't find half of my cell phone charger. It's an utter pain. |
ANGELA PAY ATTENTION (and zahdi) I despair of getting in touch with you any other way. I'm coming down, tomorrow evening-Saturday morning. Can I stay with you? Please? |
(mood - It is now officially my first full day of being 20, and I'm starting it off miserable, with a headache and a runny nose from crying. Next year, I'm not going to warn anybody my birthday is coming. I'm not going to mention it. I'm just going to ignore it, and hope that nobody else remembers, because then it can't be awful. And possibly the worst part of it is the fact that I end up feeling like a self-centered bitch for feeling this way. |
( The Secret Names of Streets ) |
(mood - Aside from that, some things are just not very likely to happen. As depressing as this sounds, I'm pretty okay with it. It's just a fact of life - not something that applies specifically to me. The universe is not against me. I will never sing in an a cappella group not because I couldn't sing well enough, if I wanted to, but because theater is more important to me, and I just don't have the time. I will never be a really good competitive-type horseback rider. These things happen - or don't happen, as the case may be. But, in order to make up for it, my subconscious has been giving me dreams the last couple of nights in which I do the things I'll never actually get to do in real life. ( Dreams ) |
Public Service Announcement: (mood - I particularly recommend the Dublin Mudslide. Yum. |
(mood - I'm just not sure I'm going to do it. |
(mood - But anyway, good time with Margit, Joyia, Carolyn (although perhaps not quite enough of that, but I'm not sure I can ever get enough time with Carolyn) and Steve (inordinate amounts of time with Steve. Good? Bad? I don't know, but now I miss him). And then home, and back out the door with a couple minutes to make it to gaming, where I was greeted with "Oh, Lynette, you just missed about three sessions worth of stuff, let's fill you in" and I felt welcomed and missed, and then back to my house where I was immediately told by an Angela how excited she is I'm moving down there in - oh dear, two months. But in any case, I don't think this visit is going to plunge me into a two week depression, like the last one did. Also, Jim Schroder's toenails are now blue and sparkly. Also, Brent played Pictures at an Exhibition at his recital, and it made me happy. Also, I started reading through my livejournal this weekend, from the beginning, and I really want to go back two years and two months and give myself a really big hug, and then drag myself to the health center, except not to the counselor that I hated. Also, I'm tired and going to bed. |
(mood - I don't want to leave; I don't want to stay. I don't know what I want. I hate this place. |
(mood - You know who he reminds me of, in all those pictures? Liface. Maybe it's the haircut. Dude, the longish blond thing is way better on you. EDIT: Look! Hot! |
(mood - Sort of like Rinkworks. ( From Sunday's Washington Post ) |
Adventures With Lynette: Episode 1 - "Cooking" (mood - LYNETTE: I'll cook! LYNETTE'S KITCHEN: Oh no... (an hour later) LYNETTE: I'm going to cook now! *chopping, boiling, mashing, and tasting ensue* LYNETTE'S FAMILY (even her little brother!): Yum! LYNETTE'S SISTER: What happened to the *kitchen*?? |
(mood - He is buying me first season of The Tribe. Angela, squeal in excitement. |
(mood - And while you're at it, Season Two comes out in just over a week. If you buy them together, you can save 14 pounds... Droooool. |
Memes And the Names Meme, yoinked from If you call me Lynette, you are pretty much everyone. If you call me Lyn, you are Natalie or Carolyn - or possibly someone in Rinkchat, from whom I endure it for the sake of abbreviation. If you call me Lynettesis, you are Monkeydon. If you call me Teia, you are Angela. If you call me My Sweet Lynettey, you are Eric. If you call me Muffin, you are James. If you call me Lynettish, you are Kaz. If you call me LYNETTISHKIKIPOINGASFDIHFDGKN, you are Zarniwoop. If you call me Kiki or, God forbid, unipeg, you are a nostalgiac Rinky. If you call me Mongoose or Lynetteschauss, you are Lizi. If you call me Yorgey, you are a member of my family trying to get my attention or somebody at Fourth. If you call me something else I can't remember right now, remind me and I'll Edit to add it later. |
But I have been wooed back to Livejournal by In other news, something really Really REALLY good happened to me this weekend, but I'm not technically supposed to tell anyone except my family. So you should IM me and bother me until I tell you. This week I am going to work on my dress. Really. |
Interview #1 (mood - 2 - I will respond; I'll ask you five questions. 3 - You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers. 4 - You'll include this explanation. 5 - You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed. These questions are from ( Questions ) |
(mood - I'm with Kelly! I get to see Angela tomorrow! Wheee! |
RotK! (mood - But: was struck by Frodo's line towards the end... "How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand there is no going back? There are some things time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep, that have taken hold." I heard that, and thought "That's how I feel about Williams" That was an interesting thought. |
My Current Problem (mood - |
Good Things Come In... (mood - (...Twos) Karl got me playing a Final Fantasy game on my computer. *squee* (...Threes) I went shopping today and got two skirts and they're awesome and make me super happy. (...Fours) I went to my favorite coffee shop, Tryst, down in Adams Morgan. It's wonderful. I had chai, and a chaipuccino, and a rosa sandwich. Now I smell like cigarette smoke. (...Fives) While at the coffee shop, I sat down with my notebook and scribbled away at storying for a good hour, and several pages. I'm coming at it from a different angle, which I like. It's very very different from the other first chapter I've written, and I like both styles in very different ways. (...Sixes) The guy sitting next to me at Tryst drew a picture of me! It's in what looks like brown and white pastels (I think) and it's a profile of me and it makes me look really pretty. It totally made my evening. I brought it home and showed it to my parents and my sister. My mom said "It doesn't look like you! That's not your nose! It looks so much older than you! ... No. It DOES look like you. Wow. You look like that." My sister's response was an immediate "It looks exactly like you!" It is, in fact, a not perfect but relatively accurate portrait, and it's cool. And that's exactly why I love that coffee shop - because that sort of thing COULD happen in it. (...Sevens) Also while at the coffee shop, I talked to God a bit. He says He's glad I'm talking to Him again. I'm going to try harder not to stop again. (...Eights) Also also while at the coffee shop, I devoured a good half of a MErcedes Lackey book. I likes. (...Nines) My dad LOVED Good Omens. QED (...Tens) Tomorrow, I get to take my sister to dinner and to see RotK! I'm really excited, cause we haven't really talked in a while, and I adore her. (...Elevens) On Thursday I get to go to Richmond! Kelly and I are making mad crazy cool plans. (Angela and Zahdi, do you have any specfic times you want me?) Thus proving that Good Things Come in Elevens. |
(mood - Tied, of course, with Babylon 5. |