The last few days have been a whirlwind.

In short, very overwhelming. I really just haven't had the energy to post about it. And still not. Unfortunately. 'Cause I've really got a lot to say.

I saw Mom Mom on Thursday. She was so much better than I expected/pretended to expect ('cause I didn't know how to expect anything!) Matt and I were actually there for about five hours. Longer than I think Matt expected. I, once again, didn't know how to expect anything. Partially because, well, Matt was the driver.

Pop Pop is sick. I'm still getting used to the regular cold/sick-type thing actually being very serious for older people. And I'm still getting used to Mom Mom and Pop Pop being older people. A consolation, though small, is that I think they've come to realize it. It's not a shock for them. Pop Pop and Mom Mom almost seem resigned--not "giving up," mind you, but resigned--to the fact that they will get older and sometimes get sick.

My father hasn't gone to see them. I'm letting that just speak for itself. It's insufficient for me to just shake my head, with my going skyward... It's appalling. I just haven't figured how to appropriately react to that.

Errrrrm... After that, there was snow. Angry snow. It stopped Rocky from going forth, which was frustrating, and was the basis of an argument-through-cellphone with Matt, which was far more frustrating.

Between that, though, was the Wicked Winter Renn Faire. It went. It wasn't very organized, as no one seemed to really know what everyone else was doing, but it went. Michael, Christian, and Genevieve performed The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (Abridged) (as in the Reduced Shakespeare Company's signature show) and it went off beautifully. Accolades to them, Johanna, and Danielle for making that happen.

Grey's Anatomy broke my heart. Desperate Housewives was awesome, too.

Well, this whole thing has been awfully disjointed. Good enough.

My friends are funny.

"God is trying to tell me through black people that William Hurt is going to win the Oscar!"
-- Tara

Things that are good:
1. Hanging out with Genevieve and Danielle yesterday.

2. Hanging out with Genevieve, Danielle, and Matthew yesterday, which doesn't ever happen.

3. I am Riff Raff this week, and working off Randi.

4. More pages of the Lil Attila book done. I think I've actually hit a point of intrigue, and I prewrote a scene for later that could be on the verge of poignantly sad, particularly for something as light-hearted as Lil Attila.

Things that are bad:
1. Late cast lists. I shake my fist at Larry and then crumple my face into my hands, sobbing.

2. Nausea from not eating yet. That's coming up.

3. Having to work after getting maybe 4 hours sleep.

At the least the good outweighs the bad, 4 to 3.

This is pretty self-indulgent, but this is Livejournal.

A bunch of my LJ friends have been posting of this meme of "post a fake memory of me!" Well, I have. And I liked what I got down, so I feel that I should at least keep track of them, because I thought they were nifty.

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I lead an interesting fake life.

I think that everyone's pretty much mellowed out after Brookhaven.

After a week of exhaustive stress on Show, Love, and Work levels, I found myself with little escape. Unfortunately, Matt is lead on all those fronts... I hope I was nice to him. And that the backrub today made up for some of it...

Y'know, I actually felt a twinge of regret of not being a part of the big ho-down (emphasis on the ho) in Brookhaven's Room 125... Heh, maybe it's just Jordana posting about it every twenty minutes.

::good-natured smirk:

Such is the nature of the aftermath--the come-down.

Brookhaven did make me very much my friends, though. Everyone got all work-y lately. Danielle's slaving away (happily; Danielle's always been at her best when she finds a new obsession to add on to, or rekindles an old one-- this time it's these Star Wars miniatures, and other gaming things. She gets so excited; it's quite endearing), and Genevieve's even got a regular 9-5, or 8-11, or 6-17... something like that.

Brookhaven was filled with unlikely alliances. Everyone seems so much more at peace this time around... Liz has a guy... Carrie has a guy... eLiz had an orgy... Spark's found a new environment with which I owe him the best. Cast personalities wise... we are a mellow crew again. Interpersonally, I think we're all too wrapped up in our stuff to get pissed off at one another. And that's refreshing. Admittedly, a bit precarious, too. What's next?

The suspense is killing me... I hope it lasts.

Asked to me from the safety of an anonymous comment!

17. If you could meet any of your LJ-only friends IRL, who would you like to meet and what activities would ensue?
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Now, you ask.