April 06, 2000
Rambling
The caffeine monkey is on my back again. Oy. When you look at a bottle of Frappuchino in the store and think 'salvation in a bottle', you know you're in trouble. Far too little sleep this week. (Haven't we been here before?) Reason: same as always. Lisa's been having a wee bit too much fun on Something Wicked again. Basically, things always get more interesting when some sort of major change (good or bad) happens to a character -- just like in a movie or book. Conflict is what drives plot. Plot is what drives Lisa to stay up until all hours of the night and morning. I really really need to update the scene log page in the writing section of this site. (As a matter of fact, I just did update it. A little. No scenes from this week yet though.) That way, after complaining about how late I was up the night before, I can just point to the scene log in question. :-)I wasn't all sure what sort of reactions to expect from my last entry. I got a lot of *hug*s from friends online. Brand and I talked about it some. He was a little surprised, mostly that I hadn't told him that already. I was too. That was part of the reason I finally just gave in and wrote it all down: I hadn't told anyone. Not even the people closest to me. That really bothered me. I try not to keep secrets like that as a general rule. Not from people I'm close to. I mean, I may be evasive about some things in my life, but... there's nothing really about my past that I'm so ashamed of that I'd keep it from everybody. And yet... I had.
Ugh. Enough about that already. I guess what I'm trying to say is that no one's threatened to brand me with a scarlet 'A', but no one's stood up and cheered for me either. Although I am sort of worried about how my mom's going to react...
So... I think I've mentioned that Brian is getting married in about a month and a half. I'm a little stuck, trying to figure out how to get to his wedding, which is in New Jersey. I don't know that I can afford the whole plane ticket, car rental, hotel room thing again so soon, but at the same time, I sure as heck don't want to drive to New Jersey by myself. Well, truthfully, I don't want to make the trip alone, period. The only person I'm really going to know is Brian, and well, he's going to be a touch busy. Anybody wanna go to Jersey in May?
Shifting gears yet once more... I have never had a nickname I really really liked. In elementary school most nicknames were painful, cruel or both. Same with middle school. A few of my guy friends from high school called me Aunt Bunny (after Eddie Murphy's old comedy routine), but I was never completely sure that wasn't based in meanness either. My friends just weren't the types to give out nicknames. The closest I've had to a nickname is 'Lis', which is just a shortening of my name. I never thought much about it.
My friends, except for one. One of my friends has a nickname for me, and I confess, I grin like a loon just about any time he uses it. Silly, but true. Raido calls me 'storyteller', and for some reason, that makes me very happy. I don't know why. It wouldn't work coming from anyone else, but from him, it's like this affirmation of me as a writer and a gamer (because the Storyteller is, in White Wolf games at least, the one who runs the show). I don't know. In any case, it's extremely cool, even if I do feel like an ass for mentioning it. But hey, if I can't do asinine stuff here, where else am I going to do it?
Posted by Lisa at April 6, 2000 07:18 PM
