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Well, it's Friday again
Feb. 24th, 2006 11:38 pm1. I never understood all the hype about the American skater Johnny Weir. I missed watching the men's nationals championship this year, and the last time I distinctly remembered Johnny Weir performing was when he looked like a little kid. I knew he was good, but I also knew he was a bit, uh, untraditional.
Johnny skated beautifully tonight. Artsy and dreamy, but never losing his personal streak. Now, why couldn't he have skated like this during the actual Olympics competition? His performance could have gone on for an hour and I'd probably remain just as entralled. *g*
Actually, for everyone performing at the showcase tonight, they all looked like they were having so much fun, and I love that :D
2. I made Jello. Yummm... Jello is ♥
3. AP Wire: Psycho Path voted wackiest street name. Some of the other contenders cracked me up: Farfrompoopen? Bucket of Blood? Who'd want to live there?
4. I had this reeeaaally weird dream that I had an aquarium and I was buying fish to fill the tank. But all the fish, regardless of types (they were all colorful tropical-esque fishies), liked to jump out of the tank and onto the floor. I spent hours in dreamland trying to scoop my jumping fish back into the water. o_O
5. I'm alone in my apartment right now, and it feels so nice. We've had guests over every single day for the past who knows when, and a couple of people will be sleeping over in the living room next week. I think ever since the Veritas Forum—four consecutive nights of large group events—I've been feeling kind of peopled out. I don't mind hanging out with friends (in fact, I'll be doing just that tomorrow afternoon), but I don't have the energy to get to know friends/acquaintances of my housemates'.
Sometimes even when I'm inside my own room while my housemates entertain guests in the living room, I can still feel energy being seeped out of me by other people in the apartment. This doesn't help when my housemates openly admit to feeling the need to "leech" energy off other people in the room to help them feel energetic. Guess whose energy they leech off of?
Sigh, the woes of being a high introvert. I'm sure you introverts out there know what I mean.
*continues to enjoy rare moment of solitude*
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Johnny skated beautifully tonight. Artsy and dreamy, but never losing his personal streak. Now, why couldn't he have skated like this during the actual Olympics competition? His performance could have gone on for an hour and I'd probably remain just as entralled. *g*
Actually, for everyone performing at the showcase tonight, they all looked like they were having so much fun, and I love that :D
2. I made Jello. Yummm... Jello is ♥
3. AP Wire: Psycho Path voted wackiest street name. Some of the other contenders cracked me up: Farfrompoopen? Bucket of Blood? Who'd want to live there?
4. I had this reeeaaally weird dream that I had an aquarium and I was buying fish to fill the tank. But all the fish, regardless of types (they were all colorful tropical-esque fishies), liked to jump out of the tank and onto the floor. I spent hours in dreamland trying to scoop my jumping fish back into the water. o_O
5. I'm alone in my apartment right now, and it feels so nice. We've had guests over every single day for the past who knows when, and a couple of people will be sleeping over in the living room next week. I think ever since the Veritas Forum—four consecutive nights of large group events—I've been feeling kind of peopled out. I don't mind hanging out with friends (in fact, I'll be doing just that tomorrow afternoon), but I don't have the energy to get to know friends/acquaintances of my housemates'.
Sometimes even when I'm inside my own room while my housemates entertain guests in the living room, I can still feel energy being seeped out of me by other people in the apartment. This doesn't help when my housemates openly admit to feeling the need to "leech" energy off other people in the room to help them feel energetic. Guess whose energy they leech off of?
Sigh, the woes of being a high introvert. I'm sure you introverts out there know what I mean.
*continues to enjoy rare moment of solitude*
[ETA: 6.
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