Where my spirit can run free...

Ignore the random Pippinosity.

This is mostly just to say A) AAAAAAH I LOVE GAIMAN AND I LOVE DREAM SO MUCH AND I WANT TO HUG HIM and I had a fanfic idea that is just LOVELY and it's weird, because for someone who's in love with Morpheus I spend an inordinate amount of time on Daniel-era Dream in my fic ideas. It's all about how all of them adjust. (What does that say about me?)  and B) I have a favorite store. American Apparel. And I want clothes. I, Lee, want to go shopping.

Tremble in Ph34r.

But I'm excited about it, 'cause they have everything in all colors, basically--so I can get purples and greens and blues and blacks.  And I have the AWESOMEST black jeans now. And they look really smashing on me. (And a shirt which frankly feels really daring and... skimpy to me, even though it's standard. I'm so goth. I wear black all the time. I love it.)

And I talked with Sarah for four hours last night. Shared news--including old news SHE HADN'T FUCKING TOLD ME MY GOD SARAH IS THE MOST INCREDIBLE PERSON SHE WAS PUT THROUGH SO MUCH SHIT AND SHE IS STILL SO STRONG. I knew there was a reason I put up with her sanctimony sometimes.  I love her. (And no, Jen, that reason is not that I'm fundamentally a good person. Just pig-headed. And I love you too. But don't flatter me? It makes me feel all uncomfortable and worthless. Strange reaction, I know, but hey, did you expect anything BUT strange from me? Anyway, you exist to keep this world sane. And if you're paid for your existence... damn, lucky you. Most of us don't.)

But we shared news and troubles and I'm telling her stories tonight, and guess what! SHE ASKED ME TO TEACH HER PHYSICS AND CALCULUS! *On cloud nine!* So I'm starting my job as a private tutor tonight.  I'm so happy.

Now, off to tech! WHOOT FOR TECHIE BLACK! GO LIGHTING!

(...I'm doing lights. I now frown suspiciously...)