Looking down the maw of an all-nighter

Friends and neighbors gather round, because Amber has a hell of alot of work to finish tonight, and she doesn't even want to get started. Somehow, to all the professors, it seems like a good idea to assign everything for Wednesday, because thursday is campus day and they want us to have "fun"

Ok, so it will be fun by wednesday evening, if I can stay awake.

I went to sleep last night feeling genuinely happy. Like things were going to be more then just alright. They were going to be great. I stayed up waay to late reading my old writings (the ones nobody but lil' old me gets to see) from the hell semester. It was rather disorienting, and at the same time very vindicating to see me writing in full wrath. It's kind of a shame that I have this failsafe device that generally prevents me from writing offensive things on here. I'm just a coward that way. It just never seems worth the trouble: pissing people off but getting to say what you want. But anyway, it was great retrospective fun.

I dreamt that I was part of the fellowship of the ring, and I was making ready to do battle with the Ringwraiths. I grabbed my enchanted sword (which had a great name that I can't remember) and I did leap about and smite them thusly. It was really great. Then I dreamt I was dancing under water. That was good too.

So how was today? Generally great. Looks like another relationship is blooming, or boinking (when relationship progress goes BOINK!) or something like that. And it's a beautiful thing. I'm extremely happy, and I hope it all turns out well.

I went to Wallmart with Sam, Robin, and Dave and I bought thigh-high fishnets and a plastic cutlass. I am determined to be a pirate this year for Halloween. Yarrrr! BRING ME THE MONSTER BOOTY! Oh, does anyone want to see a story about lesbian pirates?! If you do, its right here. It's great fun, and if the idea doesn't appeal to you, that's ok, I still like you :)

Jiu Jitsu was great fun, as THE CHEWIE returned, but I was sad to return home and find that my tape had given out halfway in the recording of the SEASON PREMIERE OF BUFFY. Oh cruel fate! that dost deprive me of my favorite show! grrrr.

So once again, things hover on a state of happy calm. I don't trust it. But I'll still be happy while I can.