urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elisexlovesxyou Elise Elise 2007-05-24T02:09:23Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elisexlovesxyou:1197 2007-05-24T02:09:23Z 2007-05-24T02:09:23Z Sooo, I'm going to this anime convention called Fanime in San Jose, California. I'm leaving at ass o' clock tomorrow morning, and coming back on the red eye, getting in Tuesday morning. At the convention there's free wireless, which means I'll be able to get on the internet. However, I'll be geeking out with a friend that I haven't seen in a year, so, um. Yeah.<br /><br />Hopefully I'll get on the computer <i>at least</i> once or twice. &lt;3 If we catch each other on AIM (same timezone, woot), I'll probably be ranting and raving, hahaha.<br /><br />I'll talk to you later, bye~! &lt;333333 urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elisexlovesxyou:884 2007-05-16T21:01:07Z 2007-05-16T21:01:07Z At the moment, there is nothing more gratifying than coming in to the apartment after walking 12 blocks in a raging storm, peeling off all my soaking wet clothes, and curling up in a warm blanket. Now all I need is a fireplace.<br /><br />Yeah, so, it's kind of like the apocalypse outside at the moment, but it's better than it was when I was walking. At one point I went into a Starbucks, ordered something, and waited out the worst part of it. A huge plus to that: the group of French private school boys a couple tables away. ♥<br /><br />...And that's pretty much all I wanted to say. Aimlessly rambling is fun sometimes. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elisexlovesxyou:635 2007-04-02T17:32:54Z 2007-04-02T17:32:54Z birds chirping So, it's almost 12pm, and I'm sitting at my friend's computer and I'm pretty sure no one is in her house. Which is good, because yesterday I had to spend half an hour talking to her mom right after I woke up, which was...awkward, to say the least. Everything has been awkward at her house, actually, other than her. I'm rooming with her little brother, sleeping on the bottom bunk of his bunk bed.<br /><br />I really wish I could stay at her house one more day, because tomorrow I'm going over someone else's and they don't have internet, so that poses a bit of a problem. From then on I think the only way I could get on the net is using another friend's Wii, which would be strange because there would be a ton of other people there distracting me (even though using the internet on the Wii is awesome--I can watch TV on the internet on the TV! Isn't technology amazing?) and pulling me away.<br /><br />I'm sure that, at some point, I'll be hanging with someone who has internet, but probably not on my birthday. Tuesday is going to be like, a triple birthday party for everyone in the group of friends who is an April baby. It is also a drag party and I am lending my friend's older brother one of my dresses, and I will be on a quest for some ace bandage to tape my boobage down and I will probably steal some of my male friends' clothes. I will be sure to get many pictures.<br /><br />On Saturday I found out that the town's Borders has an Erotica section, and next to that, a Gay Erotica section and a Lesbian Erotica section. We hung around there for a while and read excerpts from books with titles like 'Hard' and 'Hottest Gay Erotica' while laying across each other and probably freaking out the staff a little bit. At one point I said, "This, -waves hand around- is what I want for my birthday." Hahaha. So I may be getting some hawt ghey pr0n for my birthday. Much fun.<br /><br />Oh, and I didn't realize how much I missed the suburbs. Everyone lives relatively near each other, so we don't have to take trains or buses to meet up. It's quiet, other than the birds singing and the wind blowing through the trees (I have not heard that sound in ages and it makes me so happy). The weeds are these pretty blue flowers, and the honeysuckle is starting to bloom so we just pull random blossoms off while passing. Also, I missed the Chicago-burbs lingo. "The Lake" is lake Michigan, "The City" is Chicago, "The Theater" is the one movie theater here, and no one giggles when they hear me say, "Where's my coat at?" or "Where'd Mackenzie go to?" (I learned a while ago that adding 'at' and 'to' to the end of those types of sentences is something midwestern and/or Chicagoan).<br /><br />Gyah. And I shall take a moment out rant about Anna's cats (Anna being the friend I'm staying with right now) since they just walked in and are meowing at me. Boomer is SO HUGE, bigger than Buckley, the gigantic white fluffy cat seen in one of my pics at myspace. He's a tabby and looks like a lion, and is really friendly, meows a lot, and has the loudest purr I've ever heard. Jazzy is a black cat, considerably smaller, and always tilts his head when he looks at things (which is incredibly cute, but then I learned that he does that because he got some very bad brain damage after contracting some disease, so whenever I look at him I feel horrible for thinking that he's adorable).<br /><br />Anna and her brother just came home, so I should go. I am hoping to get on the net again soon. &lt;33333333 Love you.