Night's sleep all right. That sofa truly is a marvellous thing. And I did not even have to read Ølsen to fall asleep! The moon shone in on me, as far as I can remember, but the rest is a little fuzzy. Me and sleep are friends, but me half-asleep means perception and mind doesn't work quite right.
All fuzzy in the head, not have as much of a cold anymore, though. Going to take a shower and then get dressed and some makeup on. I think, I'm not decided yet. "Look at my face so you won't look at me." Classic.
There was another kind of realization yesterday, too, that however much I can partake in things, I never (or seldom) really seem to belong there. Reality being the prime and foremost example. Never really seem to be a part of it, even when expected, never really seem to be anything but a... guest, perhaps. I am a guest, but still. Sometimes I can immerse myself but so very often, I get the realization that yes, I am outside, and I should not be inside. I can look through the glass and touch it, but no more than that. So I smile a sad smile that I hope no one sees, because they would not understand, and I enjoy what I have.
Wolf back at the mainland again, building houses. I went on shopping spree and bought green, lovely cloth for not much at all since it was on sale, and some lace for my hair. Diva Destruction's singer is blonde and works it well, so I'm taking a cue from her. Now, for a shower, trying to wake up, some more Ølsen and then lunch with... hm, have to make up a good name for him... what about... Oh, never mind. Come up with that later. The Birthday Massacre sets the tune for today, "Play Dead", "The Dream" and "Violet", I think.
10:00 PM
Day turned out just fine! Lunch with Alex went fine, he cooked a delicious dish with chicken and rice, and I made us smoothies. We talked, and talked, and had tea, and took a walk since both of us needed to pick up a postal package. Yay for new friends.
He's been less nice, and he's done stupid things, and he admits it. It's ever so refreshing and nice to have an older friend, a wiser one, that still has that younger mind.
Also, being the veteran larper that he is, I consider it an extreme compliment that he says he thinks if anyone, I could play an elf just right. I do so hope to maybe manage to prove him right one day.
Am being interviewed for Imperial Literature - I look forward to answering the questions, I'm not even halfway yet. It's entertaining and I hope I can contribute somewhat to the site. It starts, however, with the question of "who is this Elenaria woman?" and that, if anything, is a tricky question.
Just finished my coaching too. Went well, I have begun to move forwards already! And I am now working on my abysmal social skills. It's all connected. 's it for now.
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