"We Will Follow, Lord..."

To all of you who celebrate it, Happy Easter! *beams* Have a wonderful splendid one.

To those who don't, Happy Chick and Bunny Day! Happy Chocolate Day!

I love you all. <3 *pounces, hugs, and loves on flist*

I got an Easter basket filled with strawberries, apples, oranges, pears, grapes, and raspberries for Easter. It is perfect. It is just exactly all that I could ever want except that I'd've died if it'd only had chocolate-caramels in it that I could eat, oh well--. ^___^ Happy Easter.

Because yes, whatever, I love the commercial angle just as much more than the religious one. It's a bit more fun. And has chicks 'n' bunnies.

*facepalms* Clearly, Jesus died for my sins, including that of abusing strikeout tags. In order to commemorate the sacrifice, I must commit the sin, so that there was a point to it all. Otherwise he died and there was no real reason because I'm just sitting here making pristine LJ posts. So, yes. I am giving meaning to Easter with the strikeout. Witness my awesome benevolence.

*sigh* I'm going to go to church now before I commit any more blasphemy. Happy Easter, my darlings, my loves.

"We Lost Our Starry Notions on the Way..."

Well! My diet committed hara-kiri. It is so ded that the things that could not bring it back to life include:

*Aslan
*a necromancer
*someone screaming fit to wake the dead
*the earth splitting
*G-d
*really loud music
*Bruno Pelletier

The last one in particular should make it clear just exactly how dead it is.

Of course, that's probably just for to-day. To-morrow I'll get right back on my waggon as though nothing had ever happened, which is a strange resilient life skill the Soujin has managed to pick up and put to rather good use. To-day it was Easter cake and ham and iced cookies. To-morrow it will be diet Kashi cereal and Healthy Choice soup. *g*

Ah, well. The Easter cake was ever so nice.

I think I was a little sugar-deprived, actually. I mean, I've been dieting fairly severely for a long time anyway, and that added to the fact that I've not touched anything with sugar in it for the last forty days has resulted in my body going,--

"Omg. Did you just eat an M&M? Did you just eat an M&M?! RELIEF! SWEET RELIEF! Indulgence! Sugar! Life after death! Be still my heart!*"

and thusly I had a little trouble controlling myself. *rueful* And, actually, I was so good all through dinner! ^^;;; It was just when dessert came and Mum made a cocoanut cake and a chocolate-mint pie and Waen made cinnamon-sugar bread, and of course there were all the simply beautiful cookies Waen and I had iced earlier. Ah, well. As I said. Back on track to-morrow.

ALSO ALSO! erinpuff! Bruno music so incredibly indescribably wonderful! <33333 Thank you unspeakably. It is just the best Easter gift ever and ever. Also, you won the shortbread cookies, and I shall try to send them out directly.

*Well, the amount of sugar I consumed to-day was probably enough to stop it.

"In the Glass I Saw a Strange Reflection..."

On a different note, had a really lovely day. The mad uncle was not nearly so antagonistic as he usually is, and all the horses were surprisingly in love with him. O_o Mystified as to why, really, but they loved on him excessively and let him stroke their noses and scratch their ears and the whole bit.

I wore a hat to church to-day, and everybody loved it. ^_^ Alice did too, and she's the hat lady. She always wears the most wonderful hats, so I was so flattered and pleased that she liked mine; and I promised next week to wear a different one, the one I bought in Colonial Williamsburg, with green and pink ribbons.

Several of the gentlemen sought me out to praise my acolyting skills, which was amusing, because I'm afraid I did quite badly to-day. I gave all the wrong things, and I nearly dropped the crucifix. A fellow from New York and I had a most peculiar animated conversation about something very bizarre and unrelated to anything until his mother came and pulled him away; and he said he couldn't be here next week because he meant to go home, and I said it was a pity, because I was baking for coffee hour, and he said he'd think of me, then.

I'm not sure what I shall make. Must get out cookbooks. I love to bake, but of course since I can't eat what I make I don't often get to now. It's nice to have an excuse. I think I'll do a nice coffee cake or a cheesecake or something. ^_^ Might even try out some of the neat chocolate cake recipes I got from the library this week (to look at the pictures, you understand. Cooking magazines are full of food porn, and I smuggle them out of the library to read on the sly).

Also, since I made allowances not to exercise, the whole entire evening is all mine. I shall relax in front of the fire with my family and then get online and bounce around with my compatriots. Perhaps I shall neopet about with Waen. Perhaps I shall do some writing (note that as soon as I said I was going to work on a novel, I've been able to write all the things I ought to have written long, long ago, but was always stuck on)--after all, I still owe sparklychibi James/Draco.

Oh! It is a happy Soujin, a very, awfully happy Soujin!

"Was That Lonely Woman Really Me?"

Thanks yet again to mhari, demn the woman, I am now prince_des_mers at desperatefans. Hi. Nemo is already being a horrible grouch and a most dreadful idiot. *whacks him gently*

...I can't believe it's Monday already. My week ran away with me. Almost Wednesday! O_O I shall die.

Still, to-morrow is Soup Day, to-morrow is Friendly Hostility Day, to-morrow is work and my beautiful, beautiful old people! I hope that Anna is well. ^__^

Bob and John both died! I didn't mention it at the time, because I've been so awfully busy and everything's been so bizarre, but--my darling John, the fellow I rescued! *weeps* He's the gentleman I saved, remember? He was so sweet and muddled and wonderful, and I really can't believe he's died. Bob, on the other hand, was just the fellow who was always in the halls. He'd been there since for-ever, and he loved to play ball, and you could sometimes get him to smile and often not, and his wheelchair was all stiff and horrid to push, and he was--well, I suppose it was his face, but he looked as though he would have been such a lovely fellow before he got dementia. I'm going to miss him just because he was always there.

I think on April eighth--the day Grandma died--I am going to light a candle for all my beautiful people who have died as well as for her. It will make me feel better.

And now, for a completely different change of subject (>_>), for eponinenkind, who insisted,--

( pants meme )

DBedtime.