"Well, Golly Gee--What Have You Done to Me?"

*dies*

Oh, my wonderful, wonderful Manon. I got your package to-day. ^____^ That is the most gorgeous, soft, slinky, pinkish scarf I've ever, ever had. I love it unspeakable. *melts* Wearing it presently. Oh, Lord.

And the notebook is perfect, because I always need things like that since I keep so many notes and records and things, due to my pretend-OCD.

And gahhh, wear do you find such beautiful paper? I kept the paper and the stickers, because they are teh_awesome.

Thank you so, so, so much. <3 You are wonderful.

"I Thought I Was Devine..."

We went to the gorgeous garden expo. Much squee.

Waen and I walked all around and bought cinnamoned pecans, venison jerky, teapot and teacup-shaped cookie cutters, a caramel turtle cookie which we'll save and share on Easter, and two beautiful little jewelled charms--an elephant and a ladybug. The elephant is mine.

We sat and talked and talked, and it was so wonderful.

When we bought the elephant, I couldn't decide whether I liked the blue one or the green one better, so I closed my eyes and shuffled them and then picked the pink one, which Waen put into my hand while my eyes were closed. But it was the nicest one of all, so I was glad. Only the fellow must have overheard us being silly about them, because he took a dollar off the price without saying anything. I asked him if it were right, and he just looked me right in the face and said it was, so I didn't say anything more. ^___^ So happy, though.

And Waen and I taste-tested several kinds of dips, such as dill, and mexican, and a bagel spread that was apple-cinnamon. We had little pretzel sticks and just dipped the ends in.

We made fun of quite a few of the silly exhibits, and loved the Bonsai one, and looked at everything in all the stalls.

She's decided we'll go to the Ren Faire this year, and also to one of the Rosemary House teas--that'll be lovely. Rosemary House, from their exhibit and their brochure, has absolutely beautiful teas. We sat in the hanging chairs and the swinging ones, we walked in the gardens, we tried on the hats and she put on a tea cozy and made me laugh.

It was wonderful.

"It's the Hammer of Justice, it's the Bell of Freedom..."

weaselwoman13 zapped me and made me do it. *g*

( Whee! )

I want to eat half the other people in my acting class. They won't take it seriously. Gahhhh. I thought this mental anguish didn't happen once I got to leave Middle School Acting. A thousand curses on immature actors.

Also, Janet frustrated me by spending the entire session to-day on rehearsing the Hades and Persephone scene--before we've bloody well cast anyone. I mean, really, what good will it do? Half of nobody is paying attention because they don't expect to be in it anyway, and it means we still haven't auditioned for parts--but she's still going to cast us on Saturday. Without! Letting! Anyone! Audition! First! Gahhhhh.

The only good thing to come out of this so far is that I now have, for a week, two CLAMP artbooks, the first Alice 19th manga, the first X/1999 manga, and the first of another series whereof I remember not the name; and that, at least, pleases me.

In other news, I'm finally done with the Restoration book of doom and begun on the OCD book. A lot of the things she talks about sound like things I do, except much less so. Where she needs to wash her hands over and over and over, I'm usually content with just once an hour or so. Where she had to feed her stuffed animals five courses of fifteen bites of air with an pantyhose egg, mine just need to be talked to and apologised to and not woken up again after they've gone to sleep. Then, of course, she does things I don't do in any way, like having to touch things or not being able to sit on certain chars, while I do things she doesn't even mention, like the anal-retentiveness with numbers and times, and the fact that I need to get something or put something back every time I go into a room; I can't be purposeless when I move around. But the things she says about having rituals, or going through OCD phases, where you choose a set of rules and then change it regularly, sounds very familiar. I am not absolutely sure whether my pretend-OCD things are real or feigned at this point, and I am wanting to know more.

It's absolutely fascinating, though. I am really enjoying it very much, even though it also makes me feel squicky sometimes.

Also, Mum is going to try to take me to a nutritionist, if she can find one. She gave me a lecture on how BMI chart =/= gospel, and she'd like a professional to find out whether I'm at an appropriate weight, not for my height/age/what-so-ever, but for me. I'd like to know, too.

"Hasn't Been the Same Since Cosmic Light Came Into My Life..."

Oh my, oh my, oh my. It is almost certain that I shall be able to visit lillieoz. I just have to make absolutely sure with Mum and double-check commitments-wise and get off work then, but that's really not as much as I've made it sound.

So. Excited. Eeeeeee!