Sometimes Sinner, Sometimes Saint

Hoping to make my normal visit to MnK, and to Aspen’s “Prom” thereafter. (I was miserable the entire night of my RL Prom, but if this stinks, I can log off. =-p ) I wouldn’t mind just horsing around as Janet all day, as I did today, (I’m sick; what else am I going to do?) but I have to go on as my main av. for a hosting gig. (Christian club, before anyone gets the wrong idea. *Glares*) Need to do that because that job is how I fund this av, too. How else is a “12-year-old” going to make some Lindens? =-p

Anyway….sleep needed….Oh cold medicine…. =-p

This is the post I’ve alluded to a bit in previous ones, where I will opine my (likely unasked-for) thoughts on friendships and that whole barrel of monkeys. Unfortunately, I’m writing this coming off of the breakup of my first dating relationship, so if I was cynical at any point, I ask forgiveness. I’ll probably wind up editing what follows this paragraph about half-a-bajillion times before I click Publish, indeed, it’s late enough I probably won’t even finish it the night I’m starting it (2:39AM CDT on Thursday the 14th of May,) so this might sound chunky, depending on how many times I walk away from it to tend to RL. I’m also quite loopy ATM on account of a wonderful cold I picked up this past weekend visiting my alma mater to watch some friends graduate. (The school’s a diploma-mill, so they’ll have fun finding a job in a good economy, let alone this. I graduated last year and am still unemployed, and while some of my majors were less than “useful,” my third major was Computer Information Systems, and I don’t think anyone can argue that that’s something theoretically “hire-able.”)

I seriously wish I could just go on voice in SL right now; I have a cold, and my already-normally-low-for-a-female voice sounds like Joan Rivers after a trachiometry. {sp?!} My sister (RL) is calling me “Trachiometry Girl,” but it got her to give me the last of the ice cream in the house, so yay!

I wish WordPress had something like LiveJournal’s LJ-cuts; this would be a good entry for them.