Okay. So I was going to post my exuberance on Friday. I'll go back and edit that post and do the update on those coupla days in a little while. I haven't had the energy. It was a strange high. I promise I'll go back and write it up, though, because OH MY GOD MY CHOIR DIRECTOR IS FUCKING INSANE I LOVE HIM. *Giggles* Just... oh Scotty B.

But... uhm. Yesterday I had piano lesson--I LOVE Mozart, really I do. And love sightreading him, playing him, analyzing every chord as I go along that I can while still playing... aaaaah, music.  Anyway, then my Tessa came over and we watched Fruits Basket. It was lots of fun.  I love my Tessa. And I gave her the Audrey Hepburn book that I got that I didn't care for one way or another, but she LOVES Hepburn, so... she's happy. And that makes me happy. Even if we didn't get to see Golden Compass. Bah humbug.  Today, had rehearsal, forgot, was late, etc, bad day. Ugh.

Tyroshaun is incredibly good at the guilt complex thing. Lord, he'll find a way to blame himself for anything and everything.

... WARNING. This is a writing-filled post and there are five hundred tags because... well, yes. It's everything that's in here. And a summary of my mind at the moment, so it is necessary. For my record keeping. Skip ahead if you'd like.

Anyway. The other thing about yesterday... I rambled at/with LG, and WHOOT FOR WORLDBUILDING. Ohmigod, LG, you save my life.   Just... lord oh lord, you save my life. And I get to keep my other 'verse too now, despite Apocalypse!verse... which is what I'm calling that one, for the simple fact that... okay, I'll put that in below with my list of my private playground 'verses. So I've essentially got four 'verses right now, one on the front burner, one sort of... in the tea-kettle for sipping at, and two on the back burner.  One... based off an interesting fanfic idea I had that I may change so that I just have the epic sort of thing in that time period, so I'm not sure if I ought to count it as a verse or just a story. That's in the incubator.  And sort of in the pantry--not hot or cold and for snacking on, are my JA fanfic ideas.  Mostly P&P.  My Jeeves-JA mix, and my new theater!P&P fic.  (Come on, you all saw that coming--did you think I could resist the idea?)  I'm REALLY going to make Darcy blond in one of them. Just to break the paradigm. Not light blond, but... not blond. You can be broody without being dark-haired, dammit! I also do have a shortfic idea, for Sandman. *Grins* A Sweeney-Sandman story, actually. I mean... if Sweeney isn't a nightmare, than what is? Or it'll be a Corinthian-influencing-Benjamin-Barker/Sweeney-Todd.  But mainly I'd like to see Dream and Sweeney talking. *Grins*

...I love my head sometimes. *Grins* Now, the summary of the 'verses and the fics (and if you'd like any further information, please feel free to give me a nudge or ask for an email. ...why I'm offering, I don't know, as this is mostly for my own reference and mostly the five people who read this either A) already know, or B) will be told anyway by my rambling (sorry, LG-san), or C) won't be interested. I mean... the reason I keep this is mostly for my own memory, y'know? It's not like I have hordes of friends to keep up with... I never have. The ones I keep up with, I keep up with. I just need to write things out sometimes... anyway, still. If you'd like more info/the long and detailed plot explanation, let me know and I'll give it to you! Just be warned about the hours it'll need):

(...I don't know why I find the real world so damn boring. It's all about the high fantasy and the magic and occasionally the spaceships for me. It's odd. ...SPACESHIPS AHOY!)

So those are my seven (or nine... whoa, hey, my two favorite Significant Numbers!) ideas for writing lately. Sorry for the time I'm taking up, but I really, really needed to get that out. And it brought a smile to my face, which... I also desperately needed.  When I start singing from Assassins? Help is needed.

(With this analogy, you could say ideas seven and eight, the musicals, are the liquor cabinet: oh so enticing, out of bounds, and... ah, inducing giggles and insanity.)

...It occurs to me, now, that I HATE cooking and so maybe all those cooking analogies were singularly... bad.  Uhm. Usually I think of my head as a library, or a common room.  Or maybe a house.  A theater'd be a good analogy.  I'll... think of a better way of putting it.

Uhm. #1 is the big money high-class show (...Dunno, maybe a highly acclaimed Shakespeare or... dunno, Sweeney?), #2 the avant garde side gig (Mirrormask), #s 3 and 4 are scripts stuffed in a file drawer 'cause no one's bought 'em yet or in pre-production (Feeling Electric/whatever it's called now stupidheads), #s 5 and 6 are community theatre (my school's Crazy for You), #s 7 and 8 are The A Daily Show and The Colbert Report (bert/port, not bear/pore...), and #9 is that great idea about spaceships you had and haven't gotten around to dealing with.  To put it all in show-biz terms.

All I need to add to that is to have a #10 that was a long-running show that got cancelled. ...I wonder what some of those people who stuck around so long'll do... 

...My first smile in a while. That felt good.

EDIT: ... Aaand "I Know The Truth" is on. And it's making me, like, want to go curl up and die.  Partly for me, partly because I've got a hysterically sobbing character on my hands and it's painful. ...No. that's not right. Not sobbing. Not hysterical. Just...... this spot where everything sort of... curls up on itself, into a singularity. It's like a... grey hole? Not as extreme as a black hole, but... lord. It's hard.

I talk way too much. I feel like I'm embarrassing myself on the PPC board, but... god, I haven't had this much fun in... months upon months.

I'm so happy.  People I can talk to. God, that makes me feel good.

*Beamity*

EDIT: ............................................................................

*SPAZZ*

NONONONONOFUCKINGHELLNO.

*Shaking*

They... have... someone... waiting... to... kill... Takanuva... IF GREG FARSHTEY HURTS HIM...!

...*Whimpers* Oh god. *Goes to get Takanuva set out*

Not quite, certainly... but... still good?  *BEAMITY!* Although the prospect of a girl from school taking classes at FIT and taking up time is a little daunting.  But... er.  Still.

Wow oh wow oh wow.

EDIT: Okay, cut this for length--read it anyways! *BEAMS!*

So that is my day, reducing the longest part to a few sentences and the shortest to the longest ramble possible.  And yes. *Grins*

Aubrey? If you see this before July 8th 12pm or so? Tell me if the 7pm show will end before 10 or if the 8pm shows end before 11.  Rent, obviously.

Love to all! *Goes to BUY TICKETS FAST*

So, the first thing I will learn on Mandolin, for ease of playing and singing and a cappella love, plus no fiddle needed, is House Carpenter.

Also, Valar protect me. Not only am I now swearing in Lord of the Rings, I'm playing with Legos. /Legos/. That years ago I named for the Lord of the Rings characters! Seriously, I have a space-ranger-guy named Aragorn. I can probably pick him out.

...See? My space-Lord-of-the-Rings goes waaaaay back.

I'm seriously playing with blocks and dropping bits from about five feet three inches to see if they break.

*Head? Desk*

...

*zombie*

I was up till... 4:32am.  Playing Bionicle games.  ...shutup, I know I'm a loser.

...I need a Bionicleicon.  Really, really do.  I'll make a happy Jaller-Takanuva-Hahli one.

... *So a loser, clearly*

Also.  Mark Salhoutra is the char who is sane and awesome and yes.  Will put a note about him on (*PIMP! GO FRIEND!*) richerthankings, my NaNo journal.

Also probably the result of an hour/hour and a half of sleep... Mackenzie!Daughter would make my life.  Seriously.  With her parents, she'd be brilliant.  And probably all deadpan-ish and... yes.  Nate levels of brilliance and snarkiness and kickassness, but hopefully without the, y'know, rabid kitten thing.  ...And taller. ...And I'll stop that now.

EDIT: Also? I need ideas.  Tall-ish (not necessary, mainly for face), sexy, dark hair.  And who could appear vaguely related to Heath Ledger.  And then someone who could appear vaguely related to new PB person and Jennifer Morrison.

....ALSO! Had Clide Drexler speaking in chapel.  And he made some sports metaphor.  And I swear Natalie muttered "I hate sports metaphors."  *Snickers*  And also, people were disappointed in me for not knowing some of the coaches' names.

Dear Bionicle:

The fact that you made Kongu, Jaller, Hahli, Matoro, Hewkii, and Nuparu Toa restores my faith in you.  Although I feel sorry for Hewkii/Macku people.  Should've been Hafu.

Owell.

Actually, mostly my faith was restored by the "seventh bad guy who turned good" 'cause we love the 7th ones, and because Jaller and Hahli are kickass.  And still a pair.

........

Okay.  I'll be honest.

The REAL reason my faith has been restored? Web of Shadows plotline was entirely about the Mask of Light.  So basically, even if Takua's not in it, it's all about Takanuva being the most kickass Toa ever.  And we need him on Voya Nui just to kick Pirahk butt and...

.....yes.

Thank you for listening.

~~ Lee, the insane Bionicle fangirl whose faith has been restored.  AKA look out spending spree.

Dear Toa Hordika:

WORK TOGETHER.  DON'T SEND EACH OTHER OFF ON DEADLY MISSIONS TO BE WAYLAID AND POSSIBLY KILLED AND COME BY AT THE LAST MINUTE.  BE THERE TO BEGIN WITH.

I hate you all.  Mostly 'cause Vakama suuuuucks....

~~ Lee, the adorer of the Toa Olda/Nuva, Takanuva, and possibly the Toa Inika.