These Nightmares

  Just had an INSANE working in the woods by myself. Skyclad and all. (Hopefully the neighbors have learned to stop looking by now.) I’m not going into detail about what’s been going on with me lately, but ever since Samhain I just haven’t been myself due to a series of unpleasant encounters. Let’s just leave it at that. But I think I’ve finally taken care of it today. My energy levels are tremendous now, and I have nothing but peace. Crossing my fingers =) 

“Impossible is possible tonight. Believe in me as I believe in you…tonight.”

  My life is insane right now. Between two jobs and full-time classes, I’m a little overscheduled. Granted, one of those jobs requires full zombie make-up, chasing dozens of people nightly, and getting blasted to smithereens with paintballs (when they can catch me =}) but it all adds up to equal not much free time.

  But it’s great, I really can’t complain.

  Something I do wanna complain about really quick: the campus blood drive. Every year, I catch myself thinking surely our nation will progress to the 21^st century soon. WRONG. That’s right, everyone. If you’re a dude and you’ve ever had sex with another dude (willingly or not), you can’t donate your blood…at least, not in the Land of the Free. It’s probably tainted. Besides, those dying people are really picky SOBs.

  While I know the Red Cross is working hard on new regulations, they can’t change anything without the approval of the FDA. So I feel like it’s my duty to stand up and be heard about this. It’s not fair to me, or anyone else, to have something like this decided for them. What about rape victims? What about people that have been in long-standing relationships? I think it’s interesting that me having a billion female partners wouldn’t deter me from giving blood, but having an isolated sexual (and forced) encounter with another man would.

  So my brother and I are breaking out our “Sorry, I can’t” shirts tomorrow. We always get a lot of looks, to say the least. Talk about promoting a cause.

  That’s all I have time for today. Maybe someday I’ll update regularly again. 

  Waiting on my girlio to PLEASE get done with her shower rituals we can get on with our last devoted weekend together. 

  Next weekend: I will be a blood covered, white-eyed, flesh craving zombie, chasing down trailers full of unsuspecting people who will attempt to shoot me to save their sorry lives. =} 

  ‘Tis the season, suckers. 

  And of course Christian was even more mind blowing than I thought he’d be. It took me a minute to get used to his transformation, but he was awesome. I couldn’t help but overhear an audience member next to me talking about “what a beautiful job she was doing” — I had to let the lady know that was my twin up there. =] I was very proud. How he managed to sing and dance in those high heels is beyond me. Also, watching my twin die on stage in a hospital bed was possibly the worst thing I’ve ever endured. Especially since it lasted forfreakingever. Yucko!! 

  Ok, I’m done with that mush now. It was just pretty overwhelming. I love my family. 

  Getting ready for dinner with the family, then we’re all heading over to see Christian in “Rent”. Mom, Dad, and Fletch already saw it last night, but this will all be a big surprise for me. I’m kind of excited. And also really proud. My brother is so freaking talented in pretty much everything he does. 

  I would say it’s been a really great weekend so far. Last night, I stayed at D and Evan’s house, and Nicki and I stayed up almost all night just hanging out. It’s awesome days like this that remind me of how blessed I am. =) 

“Never mind about the shape I’m in. I’ll keep you safe tonight. Move your body when the sunlight dies. Everybody, hide your body from the scarecrow. Everybody, hide…”