I'm tired. And lethargic. Between vacations, dizziness, and the one week I get with my best friend before she goes back to college to work her summer job, I haven't been to the gym in almost a month and I can tell--I feel like crap.

On the other hand, I've had my best friend for almost a week and I get two more days and so YAY!!!

I am excruciatingly behind on my flist-reading, so apologies and I will be catching up as of Sunday. If you urgently need me to know something or want my advice or snuggles, you can comment here or send me an e-mail: elucreh @ gmail.com

*wins at life*


WELCOME HOME, AMY!!!

I made a vid! About all of us! And I post it now as a welcome-home gift for you. Even if, you know, you are still far away from us, so you cannot be truly home. *hugs*



www.sendspace.com/file/zhy4sp




This is me with the actually using transitions thing, and I figured it out all by my little lonesome, so forgive my pride.

Can I just mention...

I LOVE MY FRIENDS.

Tonight we chased each other around and round the house, taking off clothes and shouting the Potter Puppet Pals "Naked Time" in a three-part round.

Talkative and I did an extremely clumsy bump and grind.

Flatmate and I had extremely similar simultaneous lusty thoughts about a werewolf.

Our feet took steam baths.

We did wild, crazy dances to old favorites like "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun."



...er. Really, it was in no way orgiastic.


And my Soulmate gets home tomorrow, at which point I may possibly explode with glee. Because I have missed her so extremely terribly much. Ads, what time do you get in?

I dreamed the most wonderful, awful dream last night.

I dreamed that I was grocery shopping with my mother the Monday before Thanksgiving, and the phone rang, and it was Amy--my Soulmate. Hi, I said, pleasantly surprised. Good to hear from you, I miss you! What have you been up to?

I just wondered if you wanted me to come to your place or if you wanted to drop by here, she said.

Honey, you know I would love to come to New York...

No, here. I'm sitting in my front yard right at this moment.

Eeeeeee! ad nauseum.

And she was there, and we ate chips, and were happily plotting our surprise week together...and then I woke up.



Yeah, the awful part? I was lying in bed, happily thinking, "So we can go see GoF in the theatres now, and she can help me pick something for my new cloak, and I can send my Nano home with her, and we really have to remember to have her spend the night at least once..." and then my brain caught up with itself.

Right. That was a dream. As in it DOES NOT COUNT AS REALITY.

I nearly cried.



December, come quick!

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...

HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FROM ALL OF US TO YOU!!

HAVE A HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAY ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE!!!

For my dear, darling, wonderful, fabulous, crazy, splendiferous, most bestest of best friends, adalanne, I have nothing but the best wishes, the highest hopes, and the most immense of faiths.


I've been trying to write fic for you darling, but it hasn't happened yet. RL-from-hell (hey, that rhymes!) and not being able to make up my mind what to write have both contributed. I'm thinking fluffly funniness...pick a pairing? Any other requests?


I love you so hugely, my dear, and wish you the very best birthday and the very best twenty-first year that are at all possible.

You people talk too much. ^_^

I'm sorry for all the fics I didn't read, the cuts I skipped, the comments I wanted to make but simply couldn't take the time for. My world has exploded over the past few days--I'm actually an hour late to a wedding reception I have to attend just to catch up. Skip=300, thanks.

AMY IS HOME!!!!!!

That is something to be thankful for.

NEW HARRY DRESDEN IS OUT!!!


and EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKK!!!

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Happy Birthday
To Ady/Amy/adalanne

Best of companions and dearest of sisters. Comrade in arms and blanket-sister.

Friend. Friend. Friend. Friend.

*tight squeeze*

Although you know how much you have affected my life through introducing me to the web world, you don't know how much you have affected and bettered me by simply being--you.

Your presence in my life has eased the long hurt of loneliness I never realised I had. And by doing that for me, you have allowed me to be the person I am outside my shell...and by that, I have come to find all the others who love me as the entire woman. If I hadn't felt safe being open around you, if you hadn't given me your friendship and the chance to trust you, I never would have been myself around anyone, and might yet be without anyone who knows me well enough to be friends with the real me.

And with you, as with no one else, I feel completely safe being absolutely who I am, totally without any pretense. You give me that.

In--as you say--a completely nonsexual way, you really are, as the big book predicted, my soulmate. I trust you to understand me, to keep my secrets and share my sorrows and my gladness.

So happy birthday, honey; thank you for coming into the world at a time and place where I could be your friend.

I have nothing to write for you, nothing to draw, and it's faster to just hand you your present when you come home than to mail it at this point. But I wanted you to have something from me today, nonetheless, and so I have decided to write you a list of compliments. You are not allowed to be modest or contradict me even a little bit, missy.

1) You are such an amazing writer. Your characters live and make me insanely attached to them. I'm fonder of your fic OC than I am of many a professional author's protagonists.

2) You have nice eyes. I will not lavish you with physical compliments, because you would be modest and contradictory in your head no matter what I said and also, it would be weird, but I do want to say that I think your eyes are very nice, so readable when you're speaking and so blank when you're in the land of La.

3) You are a good worker. LOL, it sounds so silly. But your dedication to what you see as your duty or your work always awes me.

4) You can listen, really listen, to people.

5) You know how to handle things without making them worse or irritating people further...almost always. LOL

6) You are a good friend. Loyal and trustworthy and always there. And capable of making all those who count you among them laugh.

I love you. Love you, love you, love you.

Have a happy, happy birthday, and a brilliant twentieth year.

With all the good wishes in the world,
Luv ya,
Elucreh