| Sunday, June 30, 2002 06:57 a.m.
Woo. Time to go to church (this early because I'm at Isa's house) and do the music seminar. Woo, indeed; I'm not sure if I'm nervous or not. I feel a LITTLE nervous because I don't feel prepared, but I think that may be just nerves, honestly.
On the other hand -
This is gonna be fun. ^_^;
Bwah.
Saturday, June 29, 2002 01:45 p.m.
Woo... you're making me a piccy? Wheeee! ^___________^ Just for that, you get more Hisoka Fic. ^_^ Erm... soon. ~_^
And have things improved for you at all? I'm at a friend's house right now, and can't call. >_< Perhaps monday?
And you made a Seiichirou blog. You rock. ^_________^ Oh, and thanks for your compliments regarding Dominion: Reprise and the Danger of Dreams (yes, I'm plugging them... just a little. I'm allowed to link to my own fics, aren't I? *chibi eyes*). *snickers* And I'm REALLY glad you like that line about the stability thing. It just is so TRUE... you can't BE shinigami unless you're screwed up somehow, folks.
Yes, even Watari. I am SO getting into his head with this one... *evil grin*
Friday, June 28, 2002 06:36 p.m.
Eee... oh, honey... *hugs* IT WILL BE ALL RIGHT.
Gah, what a mess... I guess God has things planned for you to be putting you through so much, ne? ^^; At least you DO have Matt.
And boy... do you have a winner. ~_^ A "keeper," if I dare say, but you'd probably hit me.
...and argh. I have to go now - I'll try to call you later...
Friday, June 28, 2002 05:17 p.m.
Wooo... well, this is interesting. I've completed one and a half chapters of my music manual; we're only going to get through a few pages, I'm sure, so this will be plenty for this Sunday.
However, our copier cannot do color; and we have no overheads.
SO.
*sings* To Kinko's I will gooooo, to Kinko's I will gooo... hi, ho, the Derry-O, to Kinko's I will go.....
Friday, June 28, 2002 03:18 p.m.
*snickers* You know, I'm just silly enough that I find this amusing...
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Villains fear me.
Heroes envy me.
Trin is...
The Magnificent
Hurricaine
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Thursday, June 27, 2002 05:55 p.m.
Woo, go you! You updated Time Warriors. I'm quite glad - they'd hung in cyber space long enough. ~_^
Thursday, June 27, 2002 12:50 p.m.
Doesn't it feel GOOD to be done with finals? How much longer do you have to go, anyway? Bleh - law. Well, you have MY respect. ^^;
Thursday, June 27, 2002 03:02 a.m.
Why, lookit. New blog. And I used a GICKY picture (sorry, you two).
Why?
....Why not? Even evil people (like the guy up in the picture there - oooh, you have NO idea how bad he is) get their 15 seconds of relative fame. ~_^
And now that I've relieved my stress by playing with other people's pictures, I'm going to sleep. Good thing. Loooots of work to do tomorrow...
*waves at Dave E., to whom she hasn't gotten the chance to write in a week or so* -_-;
Wednesday, June 26, 2002 12:37 a.m.*plugging the Yami no Matsuei fic YET again, because it makes her happy ^_^*
Woo... okay, answer to the weirdness that was the call from Arizona has been solved. Okay - get a load of THIS one.
Yes, the guy's a private investigator. In fact, he's one of the guys who's worked for my dad (believe me, it's terribly necessary >_<), and when Steven came on board, dad had him checked out, too - just like everybody else.
However, something prompted my dad to add THIS little kicker: "My daughter's coming home from college soon, and if anything ever happens between these two, I want to be sure she'll be all right."
...o_O
Ooooookay. So now I know why the investigator made that comment. I did NOT know my dad thought in such a way - especially considering how surprised he was to discover that I HAD said crush.
And Steven is just as disinterested as ever.
...sigh. What a weird thing....
Oh, and BTW, to any aspiring musicians out there - I now have both Finale 2002 and Sibelius 2. Lemme tell you something, boys and girls -
Sibelius. Kicks. Ass.
*bows* Thank you very much. ~_^ Monday, June 24, 2002 02:02 p.m.
Meep.
Okay, here I am at work. Something weird happened that I'm NOT LOOKING INTO because that would be silly and throw me into a ridiculously hormonal tizzy and so I'm won't do it SO THERE.
Ahem.
Steven - the aforementioned crush - is, as I've ALSO aforementioned, a black belt. He also used to be part of a sort of cult-like dojo years ago in which the master taught that he could kill people from ten feet away with the power of his mind.
Well, today we get this call. Some guy, who used to go to the philosophy class my dad taught, calls and starts chatting with me. He's sort of a jokester; he also moved to Arizona months ago, and hasn't been around.
So then out of the blue, he asks me, "so how's your boyfriend?"
Now... I KNEW he didn't know anything. NOBODY around here knows anything yet - and even if someone in the office did, this guy's been gone since BEFORE Steven showed up. So I laughed and go, "What boyfriend?"
He goes, "You know - the one with the black belt."
Okay. Somehow I managed to just sort of laugh that off. "I don't HAVE a boy-friend - "
"Sure you do, the one who can kill a guy at ten paces with his mind!"
........hm. I do believe I made some sort of choking sound. Whatever I did, he sort of apologized and changed the subject.
Okay, now. Is he... just being weird? Being goofy? I don't know, and I'll tell you why not.
The very next thing he said was, "well, you know me, I AM a private investigator, you never know just WHAT I know" - and he might have been joking.
Or he might not.
For those of you who remember what my dad does and the danger associated with it (and I DO mean danger - as in, life-threatening), this isn't really something that I'm sure I should TAKE so lightly. BUT I don't want to overreact.
...but for him to say those things... I mean, really. That's just bizarre.
So. Now I have to decide just what to do here, na no da? Gaaah. There are a few times - just a few - that I don't like being associated with my father's line of work. >_<
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