Mistrunner

You're a big RPer with a lot of smart ideas (not to mention great ones). Bring back the compliments!

Mistrunner sends her condolences to Slowswift who is uninterested in book-related food. Speaking of such... "MY CHOUTA!" She jumped up and ran into the kitchen, where the faint smell of burning soulcast meat hung in the air.

So a lot of girls I know like guys with foreign accents because they think it's attractive. I like people with accents because I'm extremely into linguistics. Reason #435784 Mistrunner is not a normal human being.

I read the first line and also read it as "Snape-based."

"Weren't you wearing a jacket before?" the girl, apparently called Saga (though it had taken her a little too long to come up with her name in Mist's opinion), asked after a pause. Mist looked back down at her absence of coat and sighed. "Yeah, they took it. It was a really nice coat, too. And it had my chocolate in it. And my hats. And my metals..." Then she winced. She was really bad at keeping this whole allomancy thing a secret. "Well, anyway," she said, eyes flicking up to Saga's ever-changing hair, "Are you by any chance... um... Idrian?" She hoped she had the pronunciation right. That was the country with the Royal Locks, right? Wasn't that for, well, royalty? Was she sitting in a cell with a member of the Idrian royal family? Mist might die of embarrassment. She hopes it's something else that makes Saga's hair change, though she wouldn't be able to fathom what.

YAAAAAAY! I have waited for this for so long. All you LDS Sharders, are you ready for three more sessions of spiritual enlightenment?

I can make more food than that, yes. As for the assignments, it depends. I've quite honestly been kind of out of it lately, but I'm usually fairly good at remembering work.

Mistrunner clears her throat and reaches for her crown, promptly remembering that she does not in fact own one. "A bit, honestly. Maggie and I were just discussing a few flavors of bookie, if you were wondering."

I'm just glad I don't have to worry about adulting for a while yet. It still freaks me out sometimes. I can't be a responsible adult! I'd end up eating nothing but ramen, stir fry and eggs and attempting to pay bills with badly written poetry. This is one of the reasons my life's goal is to be admitted into an insane asylum!

Can I take one of the southern islands?

Honestly, one of my biggest apprehensions about college is what I'll tell people when they ask where I'm from. I've lived in three states, and the number will possibly rise in the next few years. "So, where are you from?" "...Well."

"Have a Lopen bookie. It makes you almost impossible to offend for upwards of half an hour after eating."

Yes! Go to BYU! I will be there... someday... Also, that Latin choir piece has this phrase. "Dona nobis." Guess what I keep reading it as.

...yeah. Very.On the topic of "not all _____ were bad during that time" I have to add the story of a group of women from Berlin. They conspired against the Nazis. I can't remember what the group was called, but they were some amazing people. I think the important thing about the atrocities people on all sides have done in the past (and the present, even- look at ISIS) is that we learn from them and do all we can to stop it from happening again. I know it's extremely cliche, but it's true. Now, how about a silly anecdote? Today we were practicing a beautiful Latin piece in choir. Well, the choir room is right next to the band room. So we're singing this slow, melancholy piece and I start hearing "Eye of the Tiger" being played vigorously next door. It was awesome.

That's beautiful.Off to change my username...

I went to a Venture crew meeting today in my new area. They were pretty nice looking, but very extroverted, and I walked out feeling so drained. Gah. Introversion: when you'd rather stay home and post on the Shard than socialize. Also known as what I always want to do, but...

The song is called "When You Need a Train it Never Comes." Kinda depressing, kinda country, and I'm usually not really into that style, but I just really like it. I found it on "Said the Gramophone," a great blog that basically gives you a song per day.

Just let them think it's a joke! Heh heh. Just a joke, everybody!

Mistrunner pops up. "Yes! And aliens. One must always be wary. Fortunately, I made a hat. It isn't full protection, being made from straw instead of aluminum foil, but it's worked for me in the past." She flops a floppy flop of a hat onto her head and grins madly.

I offer my agreement by jumping up and down yelling "Exactly!" I can use "extrapolate" or "discombobulate" (both amazing words, of course)!

Life attacked me. I'm dying.

WATER ON MARS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I'm sorry, I find it hard to discuss these things seriously in the first few hours/days/sometimes weeks after the fact. It's just so amazing. But really. Its implications are enormous. I forget how long ago it was, but there was evidence from Curiosity that pointed to the possibility of bacteria having lived on Mars in water. Is there still be bacteria on the surface? What about below? Will I be geeking out again, but for months instead of weeks with the discovery of non-terrestrial life? Just don't drink the water. It won't turn out well.

*struggling, crawls up to discussion by pulling self along with arms* Guys... guys.... *coughs* I have been accosted by the... awful... horrible... *coughs again* thing... called... It's called... LIFE! *has terrible coughing fit and falls down, unconscious* In other news, I've been listening to the same song over and over for about fifteen minutes. Maybe longer.

You're a wonderful person and I will take your advice. Nice avatar, by the way.