i'm happy that i seem to have worked out this whole roommate thing. while we're both in the room it tends to be just two of us at computers doing things unrelated to each other. on occasion we talk while things aren't as busy, or something to that effect. or i'll be on the computer and she'll be reading. every once in a while she reads especially good lines or paragraphs to me. things go fine in the room, but we don't really talk much. this made me worry about if we'd still be good friends. we've solved this, though.

today i got this random urge to go and get a chai around ten something, so i asked morde'an if she'd like anything. she said what she'd like is to go to the café, so we went together. i didn't think we'd be all that long, really, but we then decided to just walk around campus. it's such a nice night out and we were having a discussion on music, but not overly technical. just opinion and experience and feeling, mostly. although i suppose the long tangent into random mechanics of singing would be a bit much for other people. so we stepped outside so that i could demonstrate my overly loud chest voice for singing. from there we just wandered off down ring road.

it's so nice just wandering without any pressures or even a destination. i finally asked if maybe we could head toward three man hill. so we headed across the soccer field discussing how we wished we could sing, and what we always wanted from our voices. at one point i commented that people always tell me i sing like an opera singer, so i would rather like to be able to actually do that with real technique. i proceeded to demonstrate my technique... umm. unbeknownst to morde'an and me there were actually a couple people sitting on the bleachers only about twenty feet away from where we were walking. they broke into spontaneous applause when i accidentally serenaded them with "o mio babino caro" which caused morde'an and i to break into hysterical laughter.

so we got to the foot of three man hill and i suddenly got the urge to sprint. i just decided randomly that i would run directly up the hill, which was fun. i then dropped all the stuff from my pockets by a tree to get ready to roll down the hill, but morde'an and i were talking rather a bit first. we talked about dance and acting and all sorts of fun stuff with the two of us spontaneously doing odd dance moves like jazz splits and side kicks and other fun things. finally we went for a trip down the hill. i need to do this more often. it kicks. last time i went was last winter, when it was just as fun, but freezing.

so i ran back up the hill after recovering from complete dizziness and an inability to walk straight, whereupon morde'an gave me a little glare since she wasn't up to walking straight, let alone running up the hill. it was fun. i think it's prolly the closest to feeling drunk i'll ever get, but it wore off in about two minutes, so maybe sleep deprivation is a better example. maybe if i combine those two, actually... hmm. so we sat back down on the hill and looked at the stars and talked about graduation. i never laughed so hard...

the conductor for graduation orchestra at morde'an's graduation had his back to the graduates, and so had no idea when the processional began. they ended playing star wars while the grads walked up. to be specific, the processional for their graduation ended up being lord vader's imperial march. i would have fallen over from laughing if i hadn't already been on the ground. meanwhile, she informs me that her brother's processional was equally odd, or perhaps ill-chosen, since this one was actually on purpose. bach's toccata and fuge in d minor. that is beyond dementia. when the gall family is unleashed on the world we get omens and portents of disaster all around, eh? i was so amused. only way to make it worse would be maybe danse macabre or infernal danse of king katschei. ok, music humour. how lame. shoot me.

so then we walked home and just talked about life in general and other people's impressions of us. i was relating how ignorant and how innocent i seem to be, and she was saying that some people think that way about her and some think the opposite. no one thinks the opposite of me. i used to think i was mature and sophisticated due to my sister's influence, but let's face it, she was sheltered, too. not as much as i was/am. still not enough for it to rub off much, though. however, morde'an apparently thinks i'm interesting, and claims that she was drawn to me originally because of that. hmm. i don't understand, but it seems like a good thing.

i'm definitely getting sick of me again, though. the more i want to think of myself as good, interesting, etc., the more i manage to prove to myself that i'm just irritating and should be shot. so i'll shut up now, because talking too much bothers me too, believe it or not. not that you could tell. *sigh* g'night.
posted by Unknown at 10:48 PM