A lovely evening

What a lovely evening. Time spent with a number of fabulous people this evening at the usual location has left me all warm and fuzzy. Or maybe that's the hot tubbing. Either way, in spite of recent allegations, I feel special, fabulous, and loved.

Someone mentioned that I should be more self-confident and that would in fact decrease the amount of self-centeredness, and I really agree with that person. So here I am, being self confident...

In the most important ways (ie. the selfish ways), I am confident that I am not self-centered. In the oblivious ways, I can only hope people will point things out to me so I can grok the pattern and stop being oblivious. And in the ways in which I AM self-centered, I am confident that I'm working towards changing and that I will succeed. And being confident about all those things brings me peace, which is really nice.

I still need to think about the insensitive thing, and that's all I'll say here until I've got it more worked out!

Time to use my massager and take a long hike into dream country. Sweet dreams, all...

E-mail down for now

Dear folks,

My email is down again, but it looks like it is a temporary situation of about 6 hours. HOWEVER...

It may go away permanently if those who are using gothpunk.com and freaknation.com do not donate enough money to digitalsidhe's fund on paypal.

In the meantime, I am falling back on my work email address, phone, and journal.

If you have money and you don't know what to do with it, please donate it to feyandstrange and digitalsidhe so they can keep on providing this service to the community.

Anyone know the name of the paypal account donations should go to?

Very tipsy

Plans with lost_lethe all gone except I didn't find out until now.

I did go to the office party. Office parties with open bars (ie. all of ours) are nifty, but make me tipsy. Shocking, neh?

After the twenty minute walk home, I'm STILL very tipsy. Yes, I'm editing my typos. Muahahaha. Who knows how incoherent this post would have been without editing of an anal retentive questioner?

I spent a lot of time chatting with the husband of one of the editors. Turns out he's a freelance writer, mostly does sports, worked for dailies for a long time. It was interesting talking to him in an altered state about my career. Made me feel like everything was much simpler than I make it seem. Like, the fact that I think so fast makes everything (wow, I originally REALLY typod that one...) way more complicated than it is or has to be. Just do it. Just get organized. Just be out there reading publications and get story ideas and DO it. And you know, it really is that simple. I AM making it more complicated than it is. This is why the questioner should be more busy. She makes everything more complicated than it should be because she thinks too much. Its the curse of the intelligent people. Is this why so many smart people get drug habits?

*shakes head* Anyway, I think there will be a movie now. I could write bad, alcohol inspired poetry, but that is almost certainly a bad idea. Likewise, interacting with certain people would ALSO probably be a bad idea.

And I have a lot of pesto penne which I was going to give to lost_lethe for dinner. Leftovers from the company lunch (see! I didn't say the name of the company! I'm not being stupid due to tipsyness!) were in the fridge and they are the perfect tasty dinner offering, especially since they are free and I went out to lunch with sinboy and rosefox.

Hey, I'm censoring my thoughts. Go me. OK. I think it is time to go watch a movie. I think I'm very silly and funny when I'm tipsy, so feel free to be amused. I certainly am. *hugs and kisses to all*

Oh, and certain people are right. We all take life seriously. Er, too seriously. So lighten up and go do something silly and ridiculous, or masturbate, or do something quixotic or spontaneous that increases the strangeness or joy in the world. Hail Eris or just hail silliness.

neurochemistry

While I was tipsy I felt warm and fuzzy like all was well with the world. I even did random useful stuff when I saw opportunities to do things, something I rarely do without the exertion of willpower. It was EASY.

Now that I'm sober, I feel anxious and slightly depressive again. Does that mean anything?

SLC Punk is very strange, funny, and sad. I think I will stretch and then go to sleep.