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feeling: tired... thoughtful... bored...
listening to: Lion King Musical - Endless Night
The Salt Creek Valley Festival has passed for another year. As usual, it was tiny and pretty pathetic. I mean, how much can you really expect from a festival that takes place in a town consisting of like, 3 streets? But one new thing they had this year was a stand that sold fried cheese... o.o They had fried green tomatoes and hot apple dumplings too... it was a tough choice. x_x Almost - ALMOST - made me wish I'd stayed there until the dinner hour, just so I could munch on more of that carnie food I missed out on at the fair last month. But there was seriously NOTHING else there worth doing in the meantime, so oh well.
Choir was, following the yearly trend, not as painful as the previous year. Still hot, but not as much so, and at least this year we were under a roof so we had shade from the sun. Also, I was in the back row of the risers and there was a rail behind me that I could lean back on. >> << Gave me a chance to see Jess again too, which I'm lucky to do more than 3 times a year anymore, so that was nice. We still always find stuff to reminisce and joke about on those rare occasions when we see each other. I miss her... too bad real life had to erase any chances of us being really close friends again.
And oh dear God... as soon as I got to the last couple sentences of that paragraph, my shuffled ~1500-song playlist started playing a song I keep forgetting I have... Michael W. Smith's Friends. Of all the songs, of all the times... *mutters* and yeah, I doubt anyone else knows why that's so freaking appropriate to the subject... and why it makes me want to curl up in a corner somewhere and block out the world and people around me all over again. >_<
*wills the song to end*
Ahh, David Bowie. Muuuuuuch better. >>
Anyway... heh... I came here to rant about something else entirely, but now I forget what it was. Actually, I didn't forget, I just don't really want to now.
So in random news, today I finished reading all that's available of the most recent installment in Missy Good's Journey of Soulmates fanfic series. Read most of those books over a year ago, but a new one came out since then, and that's the one I finally finished today. Well, all but the last chapter, which isn't up yet. >.< Anyway... so I guess now I can move on and get back into reading her Dar and Kerry uber fic series, which I started yeeeeears ago when it was only 2 books long (it's like, 6 or 7 books and several vignettes now). And no, I don't really expect anyone to know what I'm talking about. >> But for now I'll just say that the reason I get so hooked on her fiction is that the main characters in it have the kind of relationship I only wish was possible in real life so I'd maybe have a chance at finding something like it someday... and I guess I'm at a point in my life now where that appeals to me even more than it used to. Maybe in a masochistic way, but heh, what can you do...
But before I dig myself any deeper there...
Hmm, been ages since I put any kind of betta rant in here, hasn't it? So. I've realized recently that my little femme fishie Pixel is... funny shaped. O.o She's like, all lumpy from her head back to around her gills. I hope it's not a tumor or anything... but she certainly seems about as happy and healthy and psychotic as a single inch of fishie can possibly be, so I guess I shouldn't worry...
And I can't really think of anything else I care to talk about here, so I suppose that ends this week's edition of random whatever.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/11/2005 11:33:00 PM
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