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[commotiocordis]

So. I haven't been on here in like forever. Or it feels like it. I post on occasion, but I haven't really talked to anybody in what feels like ages. I've not been on the computer much save when watching the occasional Battlestar Galactica episode or the odd day in which I decide I really need some good fanfiction (which is every day, but the days I actually try to find some have become somewhat less common). And as a result, I've got comments in my email from forever ago that I've not yet replied to and people I haven't talked to in months, starting LJ entries to update people on stuff and never finishing them, etc.

Yeah. My life hasn't exactly been going the way I want it to lately, I've been feeling sick a lot (I'm thinking it's the medicine), sleeping a lot but not well, etc. I've been really withdrawn lately, I'm starting to notice, from everybody. Not that good. And so I could blame the fact that I've been not doing stuff that used to make me happy on that, but I think that they're all symptoms, not the cause. Anyway.

Here I am. Socialize me. I feel bad, because I luff you all and I feel like I haven't been being a good friend.


Oh, and because I feel like sharing one of the things that falls into that category of LJ entries I've started but not finished typing for some reason or another. . .
My mock trial team got 2nd in the state!

I was going to wait to say anything until I finished typing up the whole big long thing that was all suspenseful and kept you guessing about how well we did until the very end, but that's already like 2.5 pages long and I'm nowhere near done yet, and I figured I might as well say something before I forget to even mention it. Hopefully I can be all up with the picspamming at some point, but I'm relying on everybody else to email them to me because I managed to not bring my camera for any of the three days I was down there, so I've got no idea if that will happen ever.

So. Uber cool with that, we lost 2 to 1 in the championship, the deciding ballot by 4 points (out of nearly 100). Which was fine with us, because winners have to learn a completely new case and drive down to Texas for the national competition in like a month. Which a lot of us couldn't make due to exams right around then and the fact that we didn't exactly have the cash to drop everything and drive 10 hours down there and get a hotel for what could possibly be only two trials before driving back if we got paired against really good teams at the start. Therefore, though it would have been nice to have the title of first, we did as well as we wanted to.

Anyway. I've got more crap to do about nuclear deterrence and its efficacy as a Cold War strategy (if anyone knows ways I can prove that it was effective, I'm all ears). And I think an entire play I was supposed to have read by today but haven't. Dad just offered for me to take his laptop back to my bedroom (as it got nicked out of there by my sister a few days ago) and type there, so I'm off.

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[chaosity.livejournal.com]

LOL things do take a long time to burn sometimes.

*ahem* teenage hormones need to die. Until you can get laid. Then they're awesome. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Yay, picspam! Yes?

I pronounce it flist, which for some reason brings a picture of a fish to my mind.

Yeah, I pronounce it that way too. Only I think of fists. :\

My mug of Dr. Pepper is dripping on my lap. WTF?

This is the part where I'd be painfully predictable and offer to lick it up for you, but I really hate that drink. Hee.

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

teenage hormones need to die. Until you can get laid. Then they're awesome.

How true. Why do they do this to us? Yeah, we're fertile and all, but come on, evolution, catch up. People aren't having kids at 15 anymore. And yet puberty is getting earlier. How about you stop working on getting rid of the pinky toe and come up with some way to eliminate nasty hormonal fluctuations in teenagers? Sounds like a good idea to me, Mr. Evolution.

I really hate that drink

Ahh, how sad. I actually did lick it off for myself, though, LOL. The bit on my arm. It wasn't worth it to try to suck it out of my jeans.

[chaosity.livejournal.com]

How about you stop working on getting rid of the pinky toe and come up with some way to eliminate nasty hormonal fluctuations in teenagers?

Or, you could keep those nasty hormonal fluctuations and find a way to make sex avaliable to us, so they're more awesome than nasty. Actually, an on/off button would be a big help. Thank you Mr. Evolution sir.

It wasn't worth it to try to suck it out of my jeans.

LOL. Naughty thoughts, naughty thoughts. *handslap*
FUCKIT I NEED TO GET LAID.
...

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

Or, you could keep those nasty hormonal fluctuations and find a way to make sex avaliable to us, so they're more awesome than nasty. Actually, an on/off button would be a big help. Thank you Mr. Evolution sir.

PETITION!!

LOL. Naughty thoughts, naughty thoughts.

Oh yeah. I think I turned myself on with that sentence.

FUCKIT I NEED TO GET LAID.

Me bloody too. Though I prolly wouldn't even if I had the chance. Depends on who. But doubtful. I've gotten a lot more. . . prudish, I guess, when it comes to the prospect of actual sex in the last couple of years. I'd take spontaneous orgasms in getting laid's stead, though. Orgasm button. That's what we need.

[chaosity.livejournal.com]

PETITION!!

OMGYES. THAT'LL MAKE HIM LISTEN.

I think I turned myself on with that sentence.

That's hot.
Fuck.
Y'KNOW WHAT ALEXANDRIA? I THINK I SHOULD JUST NOT TALK TO YOU FOR A WHILE.
OR I COULD TAKE THIS HERE LAPTOP INTO MY ROOM.

Wheeee, laptop. Dad originally said it was only to be used as a second computer, like for when the desktop is unavailable and we need the internet or something, but then he was like "so... you wanna use it?" and gave me my own account and everything. He even suggested I go stick it on my desk. Awesomesauce. I LOVE YOU DAD.

Speaking of computers... is yours fixed then? I was v. v. happy when I saw your replies in my crashcart9 folder :D

I've gotten a lot more. . . prudish, I guess, when it comes to the prospect of actual sex in the last couple of years.

I guess I'm the same. I'm really aloof with sex and everything but I do take it seriously under all the jokes and horny entries and "LET'S FUCK"s. But it does depend on who. I definitely wouldn't do it with some stranger or the first person who comes along just because I'm frustrated in my pants, but then there are people I'd literally jump on top of if I was able to.

Orgasm button. That's what we need.

LOLLOL. TOTALLY. HAY MR EVOLTUTION. COME'RE.
Although my first reaction was "....Alexandria, it's called your clitoris.". *giggles*

[chaosity.livejournal.com]

*EVOLUTION.

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

but then he was like "so... you wanna use it?" and gave me my own account and everything.

Excellent. The only times I get the laptop are when I nick it without him knowing. And get someone to log on to the main account so I can create a new account without a password in case it freezes or something and I have to restart.
That and the random few times I'm up late on the computer working on something and he goes "Wouldn't it be more comfortable on the laptop?" and gives it to me so I can sit on the couch. It really freaked me out the first time he did that. I was like "Dad, erm, what's your blood sugar?"

Speaking of computers... is yours fixed then?

Well, it works. Which is good. Not well, but the monitor does work and it's got more memory now (because I proved to my dad that he was wrong and it didn't have a gig and a half of memory but only 512, so he went out and bought a gig so it became a gig and a half) and I bought a new mouse at Big Lots (do you have those? Random store where other stores sell their old stuff that didn't leave the shelves or overstock to and they resell it for cheaper. Pretty handy.) and so it is working. Though now it's my DVD burner that's being a whore. You've got to reboot the computer if you want to eject the disk sometimes. Which is not fun when you're trying to get to the library before they close and the overdue disk is in the burner.

I'm really aloof with sex and everything but I do take it seriously under all the jokes and horny entries and "LET'S FUCK"s.

Yeah, me too. I think if you had asked me a few years ago, I would be all "Yeah, sex only has the meaning that you give to it and there's nothing wrong with casual sex because it's the simple meeting of a biological need blah blah blah." Now, I guess I think the same thing, but I think I put a lot more meaning on sex. I never saw myself as one of those "Yay, abstinence until marriage" types, but I sort of am one to a certain extent. For myself, I mean, not one of those crusading "Do not masturbate or you will ruin it for your husband" types.

"....Alexandria, it's called your clitoris.".

Yeah, once I actually read what I had posted, that was my first response also. That was a nice invention, Mr. Evolution. Good job.

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

(Oh my god, pretend I didn't even type that. Fuck this, I'm going to bed.)

[chaosity.livejournal.com]

*giggles* what's the problem? I dig honesty.

...Y'know what? Pretend I didn't just say "dig". Now we're even.