Trowa Barton (aka Darth Sweetie)

I woke up this morning feeling slightly down. To avoid going to work late, I set my alarm clock for much earlier in case I hit the snooze button several times. It just allowed me to hit the button even more. Went to work late anyway. *sigh*.

My mother sent me pagers about an elderly man in Florida who has a case of anthrax. She is now being paranoid about terrorists hitting Miami with biological warfare. I don't know what's worse: the possibility that she's paranoid or the possibility that she's right. Speaking of which, thanks to Auror, I'm contemplating whether to suprise my family with a visit home. I haven't been home since last Christmas. And if I don't do anything about it, I won't see some of them until next Christmas.

Then there is the attempt to finish game sometime this week for san-checking. Maybe I can get away with sending data files piece by piece to my zampolit this weekend. Something tells me that I shouldn't have gone to the Ig Nobels last night. The show itself was great (much better than last year with the simultaneous debates). There was even a wedding in 60 seconds or less. I like geek weddings. Wish I had more company though. The person who I was seeing this with was.....it gave me the feeling that I could have disappeared and she wouldn't care less. She kept talking about her circle of friends who I don't know (especially those who look like Marcus). Honestly, I wouldn't have been surprised if she ducked out in the middle of the show for a better view. She didn't even thank me for getting the tickets. That was the worse part. It amazing how powerful two words can be. *more sigh* Other than that, she was fun to be with.

We'll see what happens at tonight's mob. It's Questioner's birthday, and given the invite list, there will be women on opposite ends of the romance spectrum. This means that there will be people I love, people I like, and people I will be angry with in the same mob. Fortunately, there is only one person that I am currently very angry with. I will behave myself. I'm a grown-up. It should be fun.

So much as happened at Legends that summarizing it in Livejournal would not do it any justice. I have much to talk about with auror. All I can say is that I had more fun with my new character (and his little puppet friend). I got to let loose after the last character was too restrictive. I was flamboyant. I was flirtatious. I was French. Enough said about that for now.
The only downside was my diet of granola bars and juice for the entire weekend. I'm in combat, not donating blood. I went to this place called China Buffet where all the other players go after Legends. They called it sketchy, but I didn't care: they had crab claws. It was still better than Pu Pu. Oh the joys of eating meat again. I realize that there are certain things that I can't go without for so long without going insane.
I went home to find it as cold as the wilderness that I went to. I packed too light and shivered much of the time. I missed the warmth of a comforter (or a female body). Either way, I had to catch up on work and other errands that I ignored on Friday. For starters, I was convinced by someone to go to a U2 concert which I thought was on 10/30. She got it for 10/31. I just hope nothing is happening on Halloween. As long as I wear my Earthforce uniform to the concert, I'm fine.
And it has occurred to me that Endless Waltz is scheduled in less than four weeks. I better speed things up since I'm only halfway done. Bring out the triple espresso. In the meantime, I have the new Buffy and Enterprise to look forward to this week. I saw the debut of Enterprise with Bester and Rigel. It had potential, though the intro needs work and the Vulcan gel smearing scene was _______ (it's already on the internet). Note to self, ask Rigel (1) where Rigel came from, and (2) about a possible trip to Manray.
For now, I should catch up on my work and look forward to seeing Auror tonight.

Oh dear. My previous entry is not much shorter than what it was before. In a frenzy of temporary frustration, I wrote a few paragraphs that defied my better nature. And in the process, I upsetted a sweet and innocent person. I let shyness turn into confusion, and I let confusion grow into frustration. As a result, I violated a rule ("Never piss her off."). And for that, I apologize.