Dreary January — Genie Alisa

Ugh, mind numbing copy and paste. I've been copying my old entries from Diaryland into LiveJournal and backdating them. This is one of those "ice pick in skull" kind of processes but I really really really don't want to lose those entries. I had a bit of a hard weekend. We went to Twelfth Night but it was a painful day. We made the best of it, but it was not how I would have spent my weekend, given my druthers.

One of my highlights was seeing Ross and Kathy, though. It has been so long since I've seen them in person, that it was really nice to sit in the floor behind them and eat random Katy food and putter for a bit. Given that my time with them and my time with , the Most Mistressy of Mistresses reminds me that I did a pretty damn good job of choosing peers in my path in the SCA. They all rock the rockinest.

I'm having some SCA angst in general but don't really feel like talking about it right now. Perhaps another day. I think reading 1984 plus rehashing all my life over the past 4 years has just worn me out for the moment.