ramblings...

I wish I had something really worthy to share, but I don't. However I want to post, so I'm just going to ramble. I hope no one minds and feels that I'm wasting your time by letting you read this, when there's absolutely no point or purpose to it whatsoever.It's 1am - much, much later than I typically allow myself to stay up, however I'm not quite tired enough to sleep yet and I don't have to work tomorrow, therefore I still sit here. I did absolutely nothing productive tonight. Pretty much I just wasted away my hours reading a mediocre 31 chapter H/Hr fic. Sigh. Why did I have to fall in love with a fandom and a shipper couple that's mostly followed by teenagers? I mean, really. The amount of quality fic I've found is minimal, yet I can't stop reading the cruddy fic because I'm addicted. It's a sad, sad state I'm in. Which is probably why I gave in and started writing some. Because, dammit, there needs to be more good H/Hr fic!Sarah's cat is freaking out right now. He's been acting really weird for two weeks now since her other cat died. Mostly depressed, but occasionally he just freaks out and starts running around meowing endlessly - as he is right now. I wish I was more of a pet person so that I could help, but honestly, I'm just not. I feel for the poor guy - it sucks to lose your best friend. Yet sometimes, like 1am on a Thursday night, I just want to be left alone.I got strangely nostalgic tonight. I have been a fair amount lately. It comes with the summer. The temperature rises and I start to live in the past. It always happens. The strange part about tonight was that I was nostalgic about high school, which IS an extreme rarity. Typically when I think back to my high school friends I get angry and bitter, but tonight I just got sad and found myself wondering where they are and what they're doing. The thought has crossed my mind a number of times that someone I used to be friends with COULD be here in LA and I wouldn't even know it. I don't know why it sometimes matters to me. It's all a part of the distant past now and even on the rare nights like tonight where I wonder I know I'll never know where they are and what they're doing. And I also know that even if I did know I might not even WANT to have anything to do with them when the opportunity arises. After all, more times than not I just don't care.Saturday is a momentus day. July 31st. My dear friend Rachel's birthday. My oldest camp friend at that. I so rarely express it, but I love having her around all the time. It was such a strange transition, going from back home where I had nobody at all to LA where I was suddenly surrounded by close friends. I needed it so much, and moreso than anyone else here in LA, having her here is just the best. I think we're going to see the Director's Cut of Donnie Darko for her birthday. Mmmmm...Jake Gyllenhall. Psychotic Jake Gyllenhall...but still ;)Saturday would also be Harry Potter's birthday, yes, as in the fictional character. We're going to see PoA one last time in the theater tomorrow in honor of his birthday. Yes, I'm a huge nerd. I admit it openly. It's a step away from leaving the theaters. They're only running daytime showings now, so I'm assuming it'll be my last chance to see it before November 23rd. Sigh. That's a long time from now. A REALLY long time from now. Thank God for my screensaver. And fanfic. But hey, at least then we'll have bonus footage. *mmm....pauses and thinks about bonus footage*So aside from being HP day, tomorrow's my get things done day. I'm going to do some reorganizing in my bedroom. Sarah gave me some new shelves to play around with. I get to finally pull myself out of debt...at least until my rent check goes through. Car wash, and writing. I *had* planned to get up early and go take care of things before noon, but seeing as it's now 1:30 in the morning I'll make the assumption that I'll be sleeping until 10. Ah well. At least I can get things done in the early afternnon. Okay...shutting up.