winterophelia

In my dream last night the neighbor behind my house started having a raucous party that spread from his backyard into mine, right up to my deck steps, with guests standing around drinking and watching a giant tv. I went out to complain, but he handed me a cup and a burger which stemmed my rage, so I ventured off my deck to mingle and there was Christopher Nolan standing all alone, swigging his booze nonchalantly. I ventured over to him and thanked him for making so many good movies. I was super short, like 5' tall, and he was at least 7'. Then we watched football together. After that things get hazy but it involved visiting Paul's mom, who suddenly was some sort of ad exec, at work, getting recruited by them, looking at their workplace handbook which was basically a Forgotten Realms RPG book, and cuddling with Joseph Gordon-Levitt during a board meeting. The lesson this dream taught me is don't go to the late late showing of Inception.

In other news, we just had a big storm. As soon as it was over our electricity went out. Go figure.

In other other news, I need to get started on my costume for my cousin's Cthulhu Live LARP, which involves making a bunch of patterns. I also need to work on a design for my rifle. I suppose I could always just reuse my TF2 sniper rifle. It needs some repair, though. Luckily, we found the drill, so maybe that'll make things easier?

GMX is in a little over two months. We need to get started early this year so I don't spend the whole week before panickedly gluing things in my garage together to make a medic gun. Time to start talking it up to Jonathan, who I think will be home from OCS by then, and assure him that the Navy will not find out that he dresses up for sci-fi cons. We're running out of things to dress up as, and we don't want to repeat. Bleh. Elizabeth proposed being characters from Inception after the movie last night. It's only a good option if we can get the costumes right and we have the briefcase. We'd make Jonathan be Cobb, she'd be Mal, and I'd be Ariadne (though I do have a good three piece suit and short hair, but I'm not sure I want to make >:C face all day). Anyway, it's a start. Hopefully we'll come up with something better in the next few weeks.

Anyway, enough about boring costuming stuff, I'm going to go cry on our router box for a bit. Maybe my tears will make the internet work.

Derp.

(It worked!)

Not whole lot to report. Work all week. Go to trivia on Sunday. Repeat.
Jonathan, Elizabeth, and I went to Boondock Saints 2 and ended up really enjoying it.
Decorated the lawn for the holidays for the first time in forever.
Been on a serious Maiden bender for a while. Steve Harris is the most adorable ever.
In Chicago for a week now. Yaaaay!

I need better fodder for my lj entries.

I have a crick in my neck that hurts like a son of a bitch.
I may be coming home for spring break, esp. if Reid (and Andrew?) comes down to visit Caitlin.
I don't have class until 12pm tomorrow. Praise Jesus!
One of my front teeth hurts.
What are these strange ailments?
Sally gives us, her roomies, waaay too much candy.
I need to finish editing the layout for my film page.
Speaking of which, I want to get a team together for the 48 hour film making challenge.
I'm just kinda talking because I found out I don't have to read the next section for Russian History until Thursday, but I do need to read for Rock History.
But first, The Clash.