December 21, 1998
My Brain is Dying!
Brain dead today. But that's all right. I haven't been to sleep in the last 24 hours, almost exactly. But that's all right. I figured it out. Living vicariously through a role-playing character just might be the way to go. Joanna's life may not be happier than mine, but it's certainly more interesting. It's more... extreme. Her highs are higher and her lows are lower. (Trust me, you can't get much lower than being imprisoned in a cave by an ex-boyfriend.) It makes sense really. The living embodiment of a myth should live a more extreme life.
Right now she's on an enormous high. And so, by default, am I. Last night she was completely reunited with her one true love, the love that has followed her from lifetime to lifetime. I'll spare you all the gory, mushy details, but it was a very emotional scene. It made me cry. That might sound weird, but hey, people cry during movies, right? RPing on Emerald Dreams is like a cross between telling a story to yourself and your friends, and living in an impromptu acting world. Well, not acting, I guess, since it's all written, but.. I don't know, it's close.
Repeating, for those of you just joining from home: brain dead today.
Hollingsworth is coming home from Wyoming tonight, two days early. I'm having a total attack of mixed emotions. I was kind of enjoying having the house to myself. I did get lonely once in a while, but not too bad. I guess I should get used to it, since I'm going to be alone a lot come June. Max was especially cuddly. I think he missed his wrestling buddy. I still don't know how I'm going to handle that. There are a lot of things that I'm not sure how I will handle. So I think about it and worry about it now, right? It's called planning, right? Yeah, right.
And taking a nap during lunch was a very bad idea. Brain dead. Zzzzzzzzzzz.
