Home for the briefest amount of time. Logan has a few clients to see tomorrow, otherwise I would have just stayed with him until Wednesday. But, since he didn't want to take the day off, as this week and last week were not up to his usual hours due to the holidays, it was smarter for him to just work and see his clients. Even if it did mean having to come home for less than a day. I'll be heading back out there tomorrow and coming back on Wednesday. We had plans for New Year's, but with the recent fires in Malibu, the weather, and everything, the venue hasn't responded to calls, which is fine, I'm not too into going out on New Year's Eve anyway. Never underestimate just how nice it is to be at home with the people and animals you love, with good drinks and snacks and things to watch, not having to worry about the world outside your door. But, we do have a fallback plan, which is probably what we'll wind up doing. I'm excited to ring in our fourth new year together. 2025 will definitely be a year of big change and, if I'm being totally honest, I cannot wait for all of it.
If I'm not around before New Year's, I just wanted to wish you all a very happy New Year. May 2025 bring you everything you deserve.
My mom gave me an electric blanket she got from work the other day, and I've been using it today, since it's on the chilly side, and Quinn has decided I'm her bed now. She's got a habit of climbing into my lap and lying on me for a little bit when I'm watching TV or gaming in my bedroom, but now, since I have the heat, she's all about living on this blanket from now on. She's gonna be so sad when I need to get up.
I'm tempted to bring this thing to Logan's this weekend, and see if Masque will love me if I turn it on. She is Logan's cat for sure, she merely tolerates my existence. But this might just get me some of those much craved kitty cuddles Logan always gets from her.
Got home from my Aunt Sue's house about an hour ago. All-in-all, it was a lovely evening, lots of laughs, good food, good company. White Elephant was a bit rough, though. I managed to snag a telescope, and then my aunt Stacy came in and stole it away from me. All in good fun, of course, but for a moment, I wanted to punch her. In the end, though, I think I got the better gift, since I stole a neck and back massager, which was perfect for me since, for some reason, my body was really against me today. I've been dealing with a lot of back pain, a headache, cramps. Just a whole lot of fun as my body falls apart around me. So, the massager was a welcomed gift. I just got done using it and I do feel quite a bit better now. Logan picked up an Ancestry DNA kit as his, but since he already has done that, we traded with my cousin Andrew and he got a turkey fryer instead after the game. That'll be fun to have in Texas. But yeah, it was a really lovely evening. My brother showed up for about 2 hours, which I hadn't expected because he had work tonight. Tomorrow will be nice and easy. I'm sad to not be spending the day with Kevin, Liz, and the kids, but I'm also super thrilled to not have to go anywhere tomorrow, I can just relax and do nothing.
I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas, if you celebrate it.
I know it's Christmas time, it just doesn't feel like that to me. We haven't decorated, we haven't gone to look at the lights with the kids, I haven't watched any Christmas movies outside of Red One with Logan which...wasn't good. And, it's been in the 80's all week here, so it feels even less like December. Logan and I are going to drive around Hidden Hills this weekend and look at whatever lights people put up with some hot chocolate, but that's about as Christmas-y as it's getting. It just feels so different with the kids going up to Oregon for Christmas, so we won't see them until they get back. Hopefully Christmas Eve at my Aunt Sue's will be nice, though.
When tit for tat is considered harassment and attacking. Dude, you gave me negative honor first, I simply repaid you in kind. But please, do go on about how you're not here for the drama and you don't stir the pot, all of VR knows better than to believe that from you, of all people. I don't know why I bother, you have your own narrative, I'm the mean, awful admin who won't leave you alone, meanwhile, you steal my words, and leave me negative honor. I had to block you to stop you and your daughter from coming into my journal and spouting your nonsense. People are sick of your bullshit, I'm utterly exhausted by it. Grow up, take accountability for your actions, and stop playing the victim when you aren't one.
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And here comes the whining about how I abuse the system. If I abused the system, do you think I'd still hold the position of Master Vampire? Cancer is not above removing people from this position when he deems it necessary. Christ, which of us Admins doesn't "abuse the system" in your and your daughters eyes?
Anyway, I'm done, this is it. No more addressing the stupidity.
I figured out why the person sent me the song out of the blue, and it's depressing...
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Good for you no one cares.
you're just like my cousin always gossiping about something.
and sharing private messages.
trying to get people to go against each other.
It's my journal, no one is forcing you to read what I post. Also, this person doesn't know VR even exists, so who exactly am I trying to pit against them? I was just pointing out a reason for a weird message I had received that I wrote about in an earlier entry.
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Fuck you.
That's certainly a reaction to Blink 182. Not a fan?
I don't think that's where you're implying to I'm not dumb by any means?
If you read into a song randomly posted in my journal, that's on you. I posted it because last night while I was enjoying an edible, it was on loop for about an hour and I just made me think of when I was a teen, and I wanted to share it in my journal. Not everything is about you, Julie.
HEh. I know the feeling. You wax nostalgic about a particular thing and somethings crawls from that post to attack you for some universally fated reason. Unhealed Hurt people are fated to keep the cycle.
Sometimes I don't know what to make of people. I have an old classmate from high school as a friend on Facebook. Me and this person rarely interacted with one another all four years, so when they sent the request, it was a bit weird, but I accepted. But, late last night they sent me a video of them singing what I assume is an original song and playing acoustic guitar. It was really quite good, but I don't understand the meaning behind them sending it. We've talked on Facebook maybe three or four times in the few years we've been friends, and that was mostly when Hogwarts Legacy came out. So, to randomly be sent this video confuses me. I'm sitting here wondering what I'm supposed to do. I did respond and told them I really enjoyed it, but what was the meaning behind it? Why send it to me at 2:30 in the morning? I just don't get people sometimes.
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Perhaps a cry for attention and praise that was not being gotten elsewhere? Who knows. I have people from high school randomly message me as well.
I agree, cry for attention. Sure it was sent to many people who felt the same. A man I knew did it with photos. I stop replying as he spam every day. But when only interaction is wanting praise, nope. I tried conversation starters and all I got photos.
Apart from wanting to share something they created, were the song lyrics suggestive of something deeper? Was it a video they had JUST got done recording and were excited to share it? It's a bit disheartening to see people call it a cry for attention at a glance. That's a rather negative observation on a person sharing something they've created. Do our journals boil down to simple cries for attention? Doesn't anything and everything we put in public view not scream: "please look at me" ?
The lyrics honestly are the largest source of info for you, I think. Are they loaded? Weird? Maybe they saw something you posted or like and figured the song they made fell in that range? I've shared poetry I felt particular about with people that I don't normally speak about poems with. I'd be... quite torn if they just saw it as a cry for attention.
And... you could ask why they did so, in that manner.
I hate that I found out the things I did. It makes me view people in such a different light than I once did, and I hate it. I hate it so much.
I think, if I ever had the money for it, or managed to learn more than basic sewing so I could make clothes, I'd dress like Nadja from What We Do in the Shadows. I've always been attracted to Victorian style clothing, I even have a few very pretty bustle skirts in my closet that never see the light of day. Granted, we Logan and I move to Texas, it would just be me prancing around the house in ornate Victorian clothing, which I feel would be a bit silly, but that's my aesthetic. I could see myself on a dashing draft cross with all the mane, tail, and feather while dressed in Victorian clothing. It would be utterly impractical, but gosh darn it, I want that vision to be my reality.
I really do want to learn how to sew garments like my Nana used to. I remember some of my favorite times with her were when she'd make Halloween costumes for me, we'd go pick out the pattern and the fabric and I'd help her pin it all together and she'd sew it all up. I still have the medieval dresses she'd made for me, one of them is still unfinished. I want to be able to finish it properly. So, I think we we do move, I'm going to invest in a seeing machine and really see what I can do. I loved Home Ec class when I was in school, where I learned a lot of the basics, and I have picked up some things here and there from when my Nana was alive. I don't know if I'll ever be a pro at it, making the costumes I see other people making on YouTube, but even if I was just proficient enough for me, I'd be happy. Plus, if I learn and become proficient enough, I could sell basic Ren Faire garb pieces like skirts and chemise, since they require the least amount of skill to make. That could be a fun little side business, and I'd keep myself in new garb every season, which is a win for me.
Sometimes it just hits me that Logan and I will have been together for three years on the 26th. He is the best Christmas present I've ever received, and I honestly don't know how I got so lucky to have found him. It still shocks me sometimes just how similar we are. We'll be driving and he'll have his Playlist going, or I'll have mine, and the fact that our musical tastes overlap so much. He's one of the few people I've ever met who know certain bands without me having to introduce him to those bands first. We've lived such vastly different lives, but despite all that, we just fit together so perfectly. I can't wait to marry him, to spend the rest of my life with him. I hate that we found each other later in both our lives, but I think it was necessary, as the person he knows is the best version of myself to date. I really don't think he would have liked the person I was even five years ago. This holiday season doesn't really feel like the holidays, what with some of the family stuff I have going on, but I'm so thankful that I have Logan by my side. I know with him, I can get through anything.
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