Prove that you are not just an echo

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In May, I will be visiting Boston for my first ever Harry Potter conference. After years of following the fandom, I will be able to actively participate with actual people. I mean, they’re not real if you only email them. And thankfully, this May I will be able to prove that a good chunk of them are not just constructions of my imagination. Nifty!

And now, I’m just going to rattle off sentences that summarize the other things going on: Jimmy joined the army, he leaves on Thursday. I really wish I knew how to play the fiddle. My ass is being kicked five ways to Sunday over psycholinguistics. I apparently like real coconuts, though I still hate fake coconut. Open mic nights aren’t always as lame as I thought, though they are still kinda lame, if only because they alternately make you feel like a talentless idiot or morally superior (that is a direct result of the bad spoken-word poetry). I’ve been generally drinking and smoking too much, and am making a conscious effort to cut back.

I miss looking at fossils. Dollhouse is not as funny as Joss Whedon’s other shows, but since only two episodes have aired, I am reserving final judgement – I still love it. I really enjoy moderately priced wines, and I’m begining to hate beer more and more. I have had some fantastic meals over the past month a half; a result of living with people who actually enjoying cooking and know how to make new and interesting meals. Also, I’ve learned to use chopsticks without my hand cramping up. Its really quite fun. I have supernova 2 now, but don’t often play because none of the cool songs are unlocked yet. Yes, I know, thats circular. They will never get unlocked unless I play, but why bother when I can play Max 2?

I am less confident that I made the right choice this August, and often very much gloomy because of it. Mostly, I’m really tired a lot. I miss reading.