Ramblings of a total Zack girl

So I'm--sort of--moved, and I did not kill my mother, and I have discovered a means of internet access--not at the house yet, dammitall, but, I made the college give up its wireless and if necessary I can put up a tent on the lawn--and I'm caught up on my flist--which, oh, I feel like today y'all have been posting just to make me smile, most of you--pretty pictures and ridiculous, ridiculous boys and hey, the SPN gag reel is out, and it made me really insanely excited for the new season, which I wasn't, quite, and I'm going to force myself to finish unpacking and reward myself with the last of last season so I can squee properly on premiere night.

I haven't replied to all the entries I want to--and may not till tomorrow--but I will, I promise.

For now, however, I have just recieved a phone call from my sole beacon of light in the black cloud that is this campus--it's big and scary and apparently when I decided to come here I was certifiably insane--so I'm going to her house so she can soothingly tell me how to register for classes and help me buy an electric screwdriver.

Musings on the friend thing:

I have, in different senses of the term, two best friends. IRL. Let's not even get into the web ones.

One, of course, is my adalanne. The two of us understand each other's sense of humor, and we keep in contact across the country (while she is in school in NY), and we can laugh at each other and celebrate each other's lives, and be easily happy in each other's company. We understand each other instinctively. It never matters how long it's been since we've seen each other, we just pick up where we've left off. We live so far apart now that we aren't up on each other's everyday life, but it isn't important, really.

The other, of course, is my kiwi_cow. We share a life. We live near each other, and see each other at least once a week, and we know each other's rants and wishes by heart. Both of us have a habit of contemplating the things about us that make us ourselves, and having discovered that, we talk about it. We know each other through being there and talking each other through each new discovery, each new aspect to life. The moment we see each other we ask things like "So, what's new with so-and-so?" and "What did you think of insert-movie-name-here?" and "How are you doing with that class?" We know each other well because we're an intimate part of one another's everyday lives.

I was just thinking about this last night, because--well, there's a long complicated story about a boy involved, but both of them responded the way that I needed them to, and this is sheerly because of how well they know me and how they know me.

I'm lucky. I have them both. And I have the understandings of them both, in different ways, and it's very very wonderful.

Okay. I'll shut up now. I'm just...babbling...

Lord, I love my job.

A long toddler-hug just for walking into the room is worth any amount of irritation.

Also, I love Kimi. Who is just awesome.

The girl next to me in the school lab had her boyfriend come up behind her and kiss her cheek and say something nice, and it made me wistful.

Then fifteen minutes later Kimi came up behind me, put her elbows on my shoulders, and said, "Fancy meeting you here."

It was a nice reminder that no matter what I'm missing, I'm very blessed.

Just wanted to say that I have gone on a friending spree and added the people in Avada Collabra and the Sorting Hat groups, because if we are going to work together we should know each other, and I am horrid about keeping in touch with people except through LJ. So, HI!

I am also rather terrified by the numbers of friends I've reached. And communities I've joined. Perhaps someone should stop me. But I don't care. It's fun.

I will do that long HP meme even though I can think of no one who would read it...but not right now.

( RL stuff )