Mistrunner

This talk of regional foods leads me to one of my main complaints about American stereotypes- namely, the one that "American food" is fast food and junk food. You know what American food is? Think of Thanksgiving dinner. Turkey, corn, cranberries, pumpkin pie, apple pie, really any kind of pie- American. Now I want turkey.

Yes. Very much so. Best thing I've gotten since Words of Radiance came in the mail.

Quite similarly...

I didn't go, but I gave out candy as the Stick (hence my getting the shirt of awesomeness).

To deal with the awkward silence following this statement, and to cover the awkwardness of standing there open-mouthed with a tray of bookies, Mistrunner shoves another bookie into her mouth and thrusts one at Morzathoth.

I own the Stick shirt and I have homemade cinnamon rolls! It's a beautiful day.

No worries, I found you.

I feel much the same way. I don't do the greatest work during NaNo, but I actually write something, which is better than most days.I'll be your writing buddy! Just like the NaNo camp cabin of July. I'm Mistrunner over there as well.

*cracks knuckles* Bring it on.

Happy Halloween!

I'm not saying that this is a rule, just that I've experienced it personally. Also My hair is curling Literally curling I thought it was just tangled or something but no, it's actually going curly Is this just the humidity or am I turning into my sisters? O.O

In my religion we say marriage is between a man and a woman (though being attracted to members of the same gender isn't a sin in and of itself), but there's been explicit statements from Church leadership that was required to be read in church meetings everywhere that basically said "We're not changing our stance on same-sex marriage, but it's still wrong to be mean to those who believe otherwise." It makes sense though. I mean, the first and great commandment is love thy neighbor as thyself, so hating on people just because they believe differently seems pretty silly. (Was that a tangent? I think it might've been a tangent. Please tell me if that was a tangent.)And @Lark, I guess things are different around where you are versus where I've been. Clarinet has usually been stereotyped as a "girl" instrument around where I've lived, and I had a male friend who even switched to sax after he joined band and realized clarinet wasn't "manly" enough or something. It's annoying, really. Just pick an instrument you'd like to learn how to play. JUST DO IT! [/shia Labeouf]

So. Tired... Ah! Things! Okay. Words. Got 'em. When talking to people (especially teachers), I have sort of a mental checklist I'm constantly running through. "Walk up to the teacher. Oh, no, he's talking to them... should I go join in the conversation and then bring it up? I'll just wait until he's finished talking... Okay, he's done. Walk up to the teacher. He's not going to kill you. Speak. Say something. No, you're mumbling. He's talking to someone else and still doesn't know you're there. Say it. Say it! Okay. Words have been spoken. He's talking. Nod at what he's saying. Am I supposed to smile? I don't know. Neutral expression. That works. Say something that means you agree. He's done- wait, am I supposed to?- just say something affirmative. Okay, seems he's wrapped that up. Say thank you. Smile. Walk away as non-awkwardly as possible. How slow am I supposed to drop the smile? If I do it right away does that mean I'm a grouch? If I keep it on too long am I too happy-looking? Okay, hide in that closet! No, not supposed to do that. Get away from the people! Okay, you're alone now. You can breathe again." My people skills are sooooo on point.

Well. I spent yesterday with the second soprano part being referred to as "Allison" because the teacher apparently forgot I existed. Even when I was singing with the other girl. Really though. You don't remember how you needed more seconds for this song, and I volunteered, and I've been singing this part since the beginning? You can't remember...?

I think it's because a lot of the cliquey obnoxious people are the ones who refuse to play anything other than flute or clarinet because those are the "girl" instruments. Don't get me wrong- I love flute, it's beautiful. But some people... *shakes head* I've been in choir for a while. Choir takes itself a bit too seriously for my liking. Everyone is so... serious. It's so different from the band banter I'm used to. And Ripple, it's because I is brass person.

Oh yeah. My brain was offline.

I have three instruments to practice now. Yeesh. Piano, trumpet and now baritone (his name is Barry). Also, I wouldn't play a woodwind because I have a trumpet and it's silver. Silver trumpets are the best. I ain't biased at all. Middle school band, I was the brass section. Kinda depressing. We had two clarinets (sometimes), up to three saxes, and me.

It's a baritone, though euphonium is very fun to say. Sort of like 'flugelhorn.' It sounds like something I'd make up when feeling especially weird.

Since this high school's band has about fifteen trumpets, I am now playing baritone. I checked it out today. I walked back to the main high school building with my jacket tied around my waist in the pouring rain, carrying a baritone case and grinning like a madman. I think I've received a reputation. That of being a complete lunatic. I can work with that. I'm working off of four hours or so of sleep. I should really do this "sleeping" thing more, it's nice. (Oh, and the baritone is now named Barry.)

...wow. Also, the War of 1812 according to Mistrunner. "It was because they were invading our ships, and... Canada. Was a thing." "The Treaty of Ghent basically let everybody pretend nothing had happened." Your history lesson for today.

It's nearly 1:00 AM. I'm not even done with the easy part of the assignment. I really, really don't like English classes.

Thanks. I'm... tired. But I shall prevail. Eventually. I hope.

English homework. Lots of it. It's due tomorrow. All of it. I may be pulling an all-nighter like Honor Spren to get this done.