I lost sight of Gloria

But i can't help but wonder at how many people have turned to the hockey fandom. I can see the appeal. It's just very lonely being left.

I'm working on, slowly but surely, finishing up a couple of bandom fics, namely a Jon/Ryan that's sat there for a couple of YEARS, along with Zomrad because the lovely seratonation reminded me of it and how much I enjoyed it.

idk, i know it's probably because i left bandslashmania, but I feel like bandom is sort of a ghost town. Especially if you don't much enjoy a million MCR fics (look, I like the band, but I have *issues* about Gerard and Frank and their choice of words)...Idk, I feel like I need to get this Jon/Ryan story told and I love it...I just want people to love it as much as me.

Oh well. I love it and I feel like that's what matters. I just wish it wasn't so lonely 'round these parts.

Bah, to bed with me before i get more maudlin.

So, I've got a paper due on the sixteenth with my English class. It's gotta be between 15 and 20 pages and it's horrifying and terrifying all at once. I've got some of my research done, but I still need sources and that's killing me. I've gotta have either 10 or 12, I can't remember off the top of my head. Which sounds awful, but whoops.

And then on top of this, I have an English test that's going to be next Tuesday (as this week is my Easter break) and to help us or something like that, she gave us the essay questions early. So we can choose an essay, get it written, and hand it in on next Tuesday. But because we're taking it home, she expects a sizable essay - which is understandable. It's just. WHAT THE FUCK. On top of this MASSIVE research paper and doing, you know, actual research, I've got to do this essay and it makes me want to just CRY.

The only decent thing about yesterday is that it was Mom's birthday and we had cake and it was lovely.

I just. GOD, this class is gonna kill me or at least make me rip my hair out.

(I know that it's not that bad because it won't really take ALL that long, it's just. The daunting thought of it all at once is just...driving me crazy.)

I've been watching Firefly all evening while I've been sewing things. I sewed a pouch for my darling fictionalfaerie that I'm rather pleased with. I've been hand-sewing zippers in and tonight was the first time I really attempted to put a zipper in with the sewing machine and the proper zipper foot.

I'm pleased to announce that not only did I put a zipper in with the sewing machine for the first time, but I also did it with black thread on a black zipper with dark green fabric. Talk about pleased, you know?

I managed to look and make myself find some local yoga in the area, and I found a studio that's around 5 minutes from my place, in my favorite part of town, and better yet, only 5 bucks a session (with a free Friday session). I think that I'm going to give it a try next week and see how it makes me feel about getting out and being active.

I started working on my research paper and it's going pretty well so far. It's not as horrifying or anxiety-inducing as it was. Which is nice.

In two weeks, my Jamie is going to be in town for a hot minute so her and Jeff can drop the dogs (Buddy - Jamie's, Lola - Jeff's) with Jamie's mom (so she can have Buddy time) and Jeff's friends Pete and Kara (Lola's gonna get some training) before they head down to Florida to go to Jeff's dad's wedding.

But I'll get to see them and hang out with them briefly on Thursday night and Sunday night and I'm so excited and just. I miss them so much. I have xandri and her roommate. I'm kind of really isolated most of the time. Not all of the time, of course, but. Yeah...It's getting better. It's just frustrating.

I'm tired...exhausted more than anything. I might think about calling it an early night? I don't want to, but I wonder if maybe I'd feel better tomorrow.

At any rate, I'm gonna finish up sewing some bows, watching the rest of Firefly, and then maybe take a really awesomely hot bath.

Also, for some reason, my mood icons aren't showing up and I'm a little bewildered as to why...Hm. I need to figure that out.

Trying to figure out what to make put up for sale.

I'm also debating about moving my shop to a different site called Articents because it's (A) run by a local guy and (B) doesn't charge a listing fee. And those listing fees can get fairly pricey after a while. Plus, I like the thought of supporting something local?

ANYWAYS, sorry, getting off-topic:

[Poll #1898568]

It's been a strange few days. Everything's happened all at once but not at all. The weekend wasn't so bad, not really.

I knew that I would have to get some things done to the car, and I needed to find someone to get a left front tire and align the car etc. Unfortunately, tires can be difficult for some shops to find for my car.

So, let's give a bullet list of how the last two days has gone:

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So, if you've been talking to me in the past few weeks, you know that I've been seriously angsting to hell and back about my research paper. This is going to be a massive fucking piece of work because holy god, it's gotta be 15-20 pages.

And it's gotta be on the Romantic Period of British Literature.

Yeah, no, I didn't know that British Lit 2 would involve a huge study of poetry. I'M NOT A FAN.

But I've been fretting because this is the same teacher I had the paper about The Two Towers with, so I know how she is. And I knew that if the topic I chose bored me to tears, it would do the same to her. So I've been going back and forth for a few weeks about what the fuck I'm gonna do. First it was about Napoleon and how he's considered a romantic hero in that period (which makes me laugh way too hard), then it was about Mary Wollstonecraft and her Vindication on the Rights of Woman and how that followed the women's rights movement.

And while I think that's interesting, it's not me. I found it to be kind of boring? I researched a few things here and there but I kept coming back to my favorite poem and the one author I really fucking love when it comes to poetry.

Coleridge.

And Rime of the Ancient Mariner.

Since the supernatural (yes, I giggle every single time) is a big thing in the romantic period, I wondered if I could focus on that. SO, today, in class? I asked her about it and I mentioned pulling a bunch of different pieces and she goes, "well, why don't you just do your paper on the supernatural theme in Coleridge's work?"

I COULD HAVE HUGGED HER, OH GOD.

So, in short, my paper is going to be fangirling about Coleridge, both Shelley's, and maybe one other. I AM EXCITED NOW.

No more angsting, yaaaaaaaaaayyyy.

In other news, tickets for Fall Out Boy in Charlotte go on sale on Friday, I think, and ahahaha. Probably not going to be able to get a ticket. I get financial aid on Thursday, but I've got to make a decision about whether or not I want to/can do DragonCon. It's going to depend on a few factors, but mostly depending on getting my car settled (it's got an oil leak, eurgh and needs to be inspected) and all. I should be getting enough back from my FA stuff, but yeah.

How are you guys? ♥

I'VE BEEN SHRIEKING FOR ABOUT AN HOUR NOW.

WHO'S WITH ME?


ALSO ALSO ALSO - Fall Out Boy is coming to Charlotte on June 6th, which is a SATURDAY. WHO ELSE MADE THE IMMEDIATE DECISION OF "I AM THERE" because OH MY GOD.

Seriously, I am kind of hyper and bouncy tonight and due to pumping out what equals around 4K in the past 3 days, I am excited to be writing.

I've never quite done the word wars thing, but I wanna write some little random bits!

So I was thinking that if you comment here with something like WORD WAR (in the way of FOOD FIIIGGHHHTT, because that's what I hear in my head), we can set a time limit because Write or Die is pretty awesome (though the lowest it goes is 5 minutes?). Here's the link: Clicky

And hyper Chrissy is hyper.

Anyone game?

BECAUSE FUCK IT, LET'S BREAK A COMMENT PAGE.

I SIGNED UP FOR A BIG BANG.

COMICS BIG BANG, TO BE PRECISE.



Look, I don't even know. I'm gonna write a chosen family au that verbosewrdsmith and I babble at each other about constantly. It's got Clint Barton and Steph Brown and IDK, there is chosen family and mentorship.

I am insane.

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:-D

I really didn't mean to stop posting after my super duper emo post, oh god. I'm sorry, you guys.

I was having a horrid day and disconnect on top of period hormones, on top of the depression, ON TOP of anxiety made for not a fun Chrissy.

I started this semester of school on the 8th and I've got class tomorrow morning!

Everything about this semester is proving to be crazy....but in a relaxed way. And I have a few goals for myself:

1.) Stairs, not elevator. Both of my classes are on the 2nd floor and the elevator is tiny and cruddy. So, we're cutting out the elevator and taking the stairs, aw yeah.

2.) Stick to the pre-planned schedule of classwork and such, but allow for flexibility (as such with the sociology stuff).

3.) Do more crafty things

They're few and far between, I realize, but whatever. They are totally doable and I like them.

Also, I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY:

WANNA ASK ME A QUESTION? ASK ME A FEW IN THE COMMENTS. I'm gonna try and do a video or something because I am (A) Lazy and (B) I like doing video posts.

Anyways, yes. Sorry for being melodramatic. *wince*

I love you guys! ♥