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As I am currently wearing my new favorite tee today, I am happy about this. ::laughter::

So, today my hair is twisted up in a brown clip, but I left it hanging out like a ponytail, which I do sometimes because my hair is quite long, and it's easier than making a real one. ::laughter:: I bloody well adore hair clips.

I'm wearing a really comfy tee made of crazy-soft material, which I purchased at a candy store in Atlantic City during a friend's birthday party. It's a pretty red-plumb color and it reads: "What rhymes with Pucker?" which entertains me to no end for a few reasons. (1. It's easier to read just "Puck" because of the way it's been centered. Yay! 2. I've actually tried Pucker, and it tastes like jolly ranchers, so I really like it. 3. Most peoples' minds will go right to the gutter. Ha, ha!)

I've got on blue, boot-cut jeans. They are comfy, and I like them. :) With them is a black belt that I purchased at Faire, which was cut just for me, and I purchased it because it has a nifty design of wolves on it!

I'm wearing purple Easter socks, I kid you not. They have Easter eggs on them, and silver-gray little bunnies, and they are purple. I love wearing cute socks, even if no one else can see them! Weirdly, for me at least, I am also wearing black sneakers. My favorite pair of boots is in need of repair. :p

Ah, and then there is my jewelry, which is always fun. :) I'm wearing Rob's ring on my right hand ring finger. It's white with channel set alternating diamonds and blue sapphires - more sapphires than diamonds. On my left ring finger is my engagement ring and wedding band, which are a matching set, and also feature diamonds and blue sapphires. The center stone is a princess cut (the square), but it's set point to point like a baseball diamond (yes, I do actually know that, ha!), directly next to it on both sides are two blue sapphires, also princess cuts, also set point to point, then two round diamonds. The band matches, but has two round diamonds and three princess cut blue sapphires set point to point. Yay! I'm wearing my every day watch, which is by Citizen. It's titanium, and has roman numerals at the 12 and 6, and shows me the day and date, which is useful what with my lack of concept of time. All that came from where I work, since I work in a jewelry store. ::laughter:: Couldn't have afforded any of it otherwise! My necklace, on the other hand, that came from a Ren Faire, I believe, but was purchased many years ago, so I might be wrong on that score. It looks from a distance to be a butterfly with an amethyst crystal dangling from it. Upon closer inspection, however, one can see that it is actually two fairies twined together. Unclothed, if you really want to get technical. I love this piece. :)

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what I am wearing today. :)

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tricksters_queen: A line from "Book of Endings" by Adam Pascal - a song of his I really enjoy (book of endings)
In a nutshell, my beliefs are fluid, and usually in perpetual motion. I believe in a lot of things because I see no reason notto. Everyone who believes in God takes it on faith that God exists. My faith is far broader, and a lot of people have a problem with that.

I got the question "Why do you believe in 'x'?" a lot.
My response was to blink and say "Do you believe in God? Why?"

Oh, I don't know if I really feel like going into detail about this one. ::laughter:: I'm perfectly happy with the insanity in my head and I like it to stay there, generally speaking.

::sigh:: Of course, if this were easy, what would be the point? I can make a list of things I believe.

1) Higher Power. (call it God, Allah, male, female, whatever) I tend to think in terms of God and Goddess, actually, but same basic idea. Yin and Yang, a balance.

2) Angels. I don't know that I think of them the way most people do - I think Angels and Guardian Angels are different entities - but I feel that they are there.

3) Pantheons of the gods from pretty much around the globe including, but hardly limited to, Greco-Roman, Norse, Egyptian. I do not necessarily follow all of them, however. I have specific gods that I like and pay more attention to spanning several of the pantheons, most notably, tricksters.

4) Fae. Fairies, elves, shape shifters, dragons, mermaids, you name it.

5) Ghosts. They don't exactly worry me, though.

I'm sure there's more if I really thought about it, but I have limited time. ::laughter:: If you really want more specifics, I suppose you could ask me.

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Oh, goodness. I don't know if I like this one. ::laughter:: Which moment? I get the opportunity to do this a few times through this meme, so I guess I should just pick one. :)

I think one of my all time favorite moments is actually with Ethyachk - don't tell my parents that. ::laughter:: We were driving to his family's place in Maryland. He had a Bad Religion cd playing, and because I knew the words and liked the songs, I had been singing along. Driving along he says to me, "Listening to you sing punk rock is really weird."

I laughed at him, but I certainly couldn't argue that point. Punk rock is not exactly the most melodic type music out there. "Well, that's because I have a classical voice. I'm supposed to be singing Italian arias and the like, not Punk!"

He gives me this skeptical look, like it matters what kind of vocal type a person has vs. what kind of music their singing. "Sure. So sing me something you're supposed to be singing, then." he challenged me. He turns off the music in the car for a moment and puts the windows of the car up, and I sing the current aria I'd been learning, verse one, the refrain, and verse two.

Ethyachk pulls up to a stop light just as I'm finishing the last line or so. He turned to me with this stunned look on his face, a small smile on his lips like he's in total disbelief. "I think that might just be the most beautiful thing I've ever heard." he tells me quietly. I blush like crazy, but I'm really pleased that he's said that.

"Thanks." We clear our throats as the light changes, and he turns the music back on for the rest of our drive. He doesn't comment again about it being weird to hear me singing along with his music.

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tricksters_queen: dragon in golden light (dragon sun)
I am to describe my day in great detail today. Well, I was supposed to do this on Sunday, but we see how well that worked out for me, as I have been without internet and time. :) Anyway. I know what I did, in fairly great detail on Sunday, so it works out.

I have decided that beyond this entry, I'll just get around to this meme on whatever day I get around to posting. ::laughter:: But anyway. Ren Faire!

My friends and I met up at 7am at my apartment - an ungodly hour, let met tell you what - and yet, I had actually woken up at 5:30am, well before my alarm even went off. I think I was excited. Our reason for getting together so early? BREAKFAST! We chose Perkins and headed off to eat delicious breakfast foods before embarking on our quest. :) I took a picture of Paul and Puck sitting together at breakfast while we were there.

After that, we headed back to the apartment so that Handwithquill and I could change into our costumes. Yay! The Crafty One made them for us - but alas, I could not wear mine. We didn't think to measure for when my arms were flexed, and so, I got a tear in it. So I quickly changed into one of my older faire costumes (because I have about 4), and off we went!

We arrived at the Maryland Faire at around 10:30am, purchased our tickets, and headed in! By the time I walked through the gate, I'd all ready had three people ask me about my Puck doll! Which is awesome. (Yay, Darchildre!) I love faire for just that kind of reason. Everyone wanted to know about him and I wasn't getting odd looks. When people found out that a friend had MADE him for me, they became even more fascinated with him, which is just FUN.

We wandered about the Faire for a while - looking at things we couldn't afford to buy ::laughter:: and trying to stay cool with cold water because it was bloody-well HOT and HUMID out! Miles Tonne leather, Potomac Leather Co. and House of Musical Traditions were among the places we checked out - I was on a mission for a new Dryad's purse (Potomac Leather Co.) because I hadn't treated my last one very well... ::laughter::

The Crafty One and her new guy met up with us around 1pm and we grabbed some food to eat - I got fried cheese (mmm) and blackberry cobbler. ::dool:: We wandered about a bit more, and my friends went ahead to the armoury for The Normal One while I stood about waiting for my turn to have my fortune told. I usually get a rune reading done, but I went for a palm reading this go-round. I wanted to check out their palm reader (who was quite good, by the way). The hawker was a highly entertaining gentleman that I am now friends with on facebook, go figure. Dressed as I was in red and black, I had cleverly thought to bring my feather fan with me. I made friends with many of the workers at the Faire, actually, because I went about fanning everyone. ::laughter:: The fortune-teller's hawker made a pun about being my biggest fan, and we hit it off and flirted back and forth - just the way any Ren Faire should be!

We left the Faire around 4pm and headed back home. There was traffic, and not a lot of conversation because after spending hours in the hot and humidity we were all pretty beat. However, we didn't feel like ending our day together, so we got back to the apartment, everyone changed back into civies, and we threw in Into The Woods to watch. When that was done, we headed to Denny's. The night did not go long past that, though. Exhaustion took it's toll on us! But hey, it was a fantastic day with lots of fun and laughter and good company! Whee!!!

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tricksters_queen: A line from "Book of Endings" by Adam Pascal - a song of his I really enjoy (book of endings)
I take issue with this request... ::laughter:: Uhm, I have a few best friends, actually, so am I to describe them all in great detail? Am I supposed to pick one? Well, I guess I'll work with three, and I'll go by length of time that I've known them.

Let's see. I met Wildflower when I was in 8th grade, right after moving to the area. I was in a pretty deep depression, and I wasn't really paying much attention. Oddly, she looked familiar to me, but, yeah. Anyway. We chatted from time to time and I really liked her, but I was just off in my own world most of the time. We had the same bus, but we didn't share any classes. So, I didn't really take serious note of her (and realize why she seemed familiar to me) until the very first day of high school, where we were both there for Freshmen orientation day. We were passing each other in a hallway, on our way to different classes (because we still didn't share any), and it was like being welcomed home. I was so happy to see her, I could have cried. ::laughter:: I didn't, we just squealed a lot and checked our schedules to find out no classes - but we DID have the same lunch period. We figured out where we were supposed to be the class before that, and then determined where to meet up to go eat together before we headed on our way. From that day on, it was solid.

What can I say about her, though? ::laughter:: Wildflower is full of love and warmth and caring. She's a care-giver to pretty much anyone who could need it. She loves her friends with everything she is, and her loyalty is fierce, and difficult to break. She smiles for everyone even when she feels like crying. Her hugs are the best. She's a hard worker, and dedicated. She is, with out a doubt, one of the best people I've ever had the fortune to meet. We used to hang out and talk for hours over the craziest stuff, and we laughed like we were getting paid to do it. ::laughter:: We can sit comfortably in the same room, reading different books, and be happy just being together.

Next up, Thessalie. I didn't meet Thessalie until I was in 10th grade, my sophomore year of high school. I met her because we were (Highones be praised) in the same grade, and had French class together. As it turned out, we were also both Theater Freaks, as we affectionately called ourselves (those of us in the school were into the arts). She's one of my more extraordinary friends. I could talk to her about things that most people would have thought I was crazy for saying or thinking or feeling. I found out that I was apparently special - I mentioned at one point to her mother that I didn't get to see Thessalie enough, to which her mother informed me that I was one of the people she hung out with the most often. ::laughter:: I suppose we had different concepts of what "a lot" was.

Like with Wildflower, it wasn't really until junior year of high school that we really started our friendship. Apparently I take a year. ::laughter:: Let's see. Thessalie, like I said, was easy to talk to about everything. I was fascinated by the way she thought, and the way she lived her life, the people she knew. I loved having her over and talking late into the night about life and philosophy, and lovemates. Dreaming of the fae - faeries, elves, dragons - was something she was entirely open to. We swapped stories of our lives, things we remembered that other people wouldn't likely understand. Thessalie was highly insightful. She could read people and situations from a completely different perspective, and I enjoyed that about her very much (and still do). Though we're far apart now (as are Wildflower and myself), there is the comfortable feeling of picking up where we left off as though no time has passed that I associate with the people I love.

As a side note, I'd been dreaming about Wildflower and Thessalie since I was about 9 or 10 years old. ::laughter:: It was a recurring dream that I had at least once a year from the first time I had it until several years after I'd moved.

Okay, and next up! I met Handwithquill when I started working at my favorite book store. We'd both previously worked in video rental stores, and we both loved to read, and write. Oddly, though I know we'd been talking and hanging out before this point, the thing that sticks in my mind is that she introduced me to Wolverine when I'd been talking about the character of the same name. ::laughter:: Which was probably an interesting way for the young man to meet me. Anyway. It was Twilight night, and a huge group of us were getting together to go. It is one of my fondest memories, though, because it pretty much cemented the group from the bookstore that I hang out with weekly to this day.

Handwithquill can come across as quiet or a little shy, but you shouldn't let that fool you. ::laughter:: She can get very talkative and rambles when she gets excited or upset. She always apologizes after, like I ever mind. As often as I ramble at her? Or squee? Or just make an annoyance of myself? ::laughter:: She can be surprisingly tough, and she talks in meows. She loves to laugh, and we can talk for hours about our stories. Unsurprisingly, since she's friends with me, she's a good listener. ::cough:: But anyway. ::laughter:: We go on late night Denny's or diner runs just to feel like we have a reason to hang out longer. We like a lot of the same things, and enjoy being very fannish together. She was crazy enough to follow me to Chicago, and to AGT, for which I will always be grateful. :)

And, unless you want me to get into my husband as well, those are my best friends.

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tricksters_queen: (romantic dreams)
Oh, day 5 is kind of a toughie, isn't it? ::laughter:: Okay, well, let's see...

Defining love is complicated. Perhaps the best way I could think of to define it would be to say that you love those whom you would do much for. I can't say "would do anything for" because let's face it - in the overall, dying or killing for someone is actually less daunting than a lot of other things out there.

You stick up for the people that you love, you stand by them whether things are going great or if times are really trying, and you defend them if you need to. You help them when you can, you take care of them in small ways. Paying for dinner and a movie so that they can come out when you know they can't afford it. Being willing to listen when they ramble or need to vent. Cleaning up after yourself at home, and taking care of the animals. Sharing hugs and laughter and making no sense but having no trouble understanding what you're talking about even if everyone else thinks you're nuts.

Love does not always drive a person to be upright and law-abiding. There are times when a person will go against what they would normally accept as correct behavior in order to help someone that they love. Love means that you don't let someone you care about wallow in darkness and sorrow. You lend your support wherever you can. Love is not always easy, and it is only worth what you are willing to put into it.

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::laughter:: This entertains me to no end. I actually wrote down what I ate all day the day I was supposed to do this because I never would have remembered otherwise. :) So, in spite of the fact that it is MANY days later, I still know exactly what I ate for the day I was supposed to explain. :) By happy circumstance, I had spent the night before over at Steph & Tony's place because we were heading to the beach the next day. Whee! So, here it is:

I woke up and got to eat home-cooked pancakes (with a crap ton of butter, of course, and maple syrup), and an cheese omelette! On our way to the beach, we stopped at a Wawa where I picked up 16oz. of what my friend and I refer to as "candy coffee", which is Wawa's English Toffee coffee, which I then put hazelnut cream in (they were out of my usual french vanilla), and 2 packets of splenda. It was good, but not what I'm used to.
When we got to the beach, I wound up with a strawberry Hawiian shaved ice, which was also fabulous - and had the added benefit of keeping me cool. ::laughter:: I also ate about 1/5 of a chocolate chip cookie I had purchased while we were driving home. (I bought candy, but was good and didn't eat it!)
On the way home we stopped at an Arbies where I ate a LARGE roast beef sandwich with an order of regular fries and a chocolate shake. Seriously, I ate a lot... ::laughter::

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tricksters_queen: dragon in golden light (dragon sun)
Today I'm supposed to talk about my parents. In great detail. I'm not really sure what to say about them. I love them very much, and I think I was raised pretty well.

One hilarious aside: my mom doesn't like children. ::laughter:: I never would have guessed, as she obviously loves me and my brother very much (which may come as a bit of a shock to people who don't realize I have a brother). This is something I learned when I was older, and I've always thought it was funny.

Let's see. Well, I have quite an imagination on me, which is due, in part to the fact that my parents encouraged me to dream. I was pretty much raised as an only child (my brother was out of the house), so I didn't have an automatic playmate as a kid. I got really good at entertaining myself... but my parents instilled a love of music and reading in me, and they fostered my ability to play pretend.

I guess they were kind of strict, but certainly not crazy-like. I had to do well in school, they gave me a decent bedtime when I was young, I couldn't go out to play until I'd finished my homework, that type of thing. They always needed to know all the pertinent info before I could go do anything "Who, What, Where, When" etc. To the point of I gave them this information automatically as I got older, and pretty much was allowed to do whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. In high school, they didn't worry about my bedtime any more because it was my responsibility to make sure I got out to the bus stop on time. ::laughter:: I had to walk a couple of times, and that was a few miles... :)

Let's see... I became food-adventurous because of my parents. I am generally willing to try anything at least once because they always said I had to. They instilled their good work ethic in me, too. There were times when I was young where my parents were both working two jobs to make ends meet. You did you school work, you did you homework, you went to your job and you took pride in it and did it well. You did not complain about it because not having a job was worse. I never heard my parents complain about having to work.

They took me on family vacations, they sent me to singing camp and acting camp. They shared a sense of wonder in the world with me, and brought out a love of traveling and a desire to do so. They have both lived out of the United States at some point in their youth. My dad lived in Rome, Italy and has been on safari in Africa, and when he was in both places he learned to speak the language. My mom lived in Germany for a while, and learned to speak the language rather well while she was there. I love languages, as well.

My parents enjoyed going to museums, the Franklin Institute, and the like. They preferred to take me to places that would be fun and entertaining, but served a purpose and taught me stuff too. They got Zoo Books for me as a kid and I probably knew more about animals than anyone else my age. They read to me all the time - until I could read for myself. My dad sang with me. They took me to church and tried to give me a good moral basis, and they are the reason I have so much faith - even if it is not in what they brought me up as.

My dad is generally a cheerful individual. It's probably where I get my natural tendency to be happy from. I always felt loved and wanted. My parents would tell me when they were proud of me. Even at the worst of times, my parents were always there for me. They have been amazing parents. If I ever change my mind about wanting kids, I really would want to be just like them.

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tricksters_queen: Waxing poetic about love and pain - of which I have much of the former and little of the latter.  ::shrugs:: (save me)
So today I'm supposed to talk about my first love in great detail. ::laughter:: Well, I could be as clever as Darchildre and say "Music" because I did fall in love with music when I was very young - not specifically singing, though I did that, too. But, as I have only been in love...we'll say twice...I might as well actually talk about it.

I listened to so many of my friends in high school claim to be in love, but all I ever did was crush on people. I knew my friends were crushing, too. I only ever believed 1 when she told me she was in love and that's because, well, she really was. Anyway. I'd gotten through high school without "falling in love", and damn well knowing it. Immediately after, however...

The first person I fell in love with here was Ethyachk. It was the Summer between my senior year of high school and my freshman year of college, Highones help us. ::laughter:: He was a rather brilliant martial artist. He was intelligent, and funny, and arrogant, and he wore a lot of black. He kept his hair long, and it was frelling gorgeous. He wore long, flowing black trench coats and a sharp hat that he looked amazing in. He went to Ren Faires. Fair skinned, he had naturally dark hair that he tended to dye black, and clever blue eyes. I loved his mouth, and I loved the way he kissed me. I really was in love with him.

We were terrible for each other. More so because I lost touch with many of my friends while I was with him. They didn't see much of anyone that wasn't Ethyachk, or the group of mutual friends we had. I found myself in the middle of an established group of friends, and I didn't actually find myself with much free time any more. We didn't fight much, but that's only because there was a terrible lack of communication. For all the wonderful things I could see in him, Ethyachk wasn't healthy, and he wasn't healthy for me. He was selfish, often steeped in depression, he had anger issues and anxiety that I couldn't even comprehend. He loved me, but there was no compromise.

If I brought up something that was an emotional need, he argued with intellect. Since that is not the same playing field, and emotions are far from rational, he would technically "win" such a conversation...but that only served to isolate me, because what I needed on an emotional level was not being met. By the time I knew things were ending, there was no way to salvage our relationship. We tried to be friends for a while and wound up hurting one another even more. It brought new meaning to the words "love hurts" for me, all in all.

As crappy as all of that sounds... ::laughter:: I am glad of it. If it hadn't been for that, I would not be where I am today. And today, I am in an amazingly good place. I married the man I next fell in love with, after being together for eight years... ::laughter:: And, of course, there is the fact that Ethyachk and I met up again at random and have struck up the friendship we had tried so hard to work out after the breakup. It didn't work then - it couldn't have, in truth - but it does work now. He is still the same person in many ways (Ethyachk is never wrong, you know, about anything...) ::laughter:: but he's done a lot of changing, too. And that is the end of the story, I guess.

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Hi there, my name is Jax. Most of the time. ::laughter:: At the very least, it is what I go by, and I suppose that's what counts.

The right side of my brain gets a work out pretty much every day - I am fairly creative-oriented, and among other things, I tend to think in music. I make music references all the time, in spite of whether the people around me will understand them or know what they are. I usually do this with actually singing.

I sing the way most people breathe, or at the very least, you can find me humming. Assuming, of course, that I am not all ready talking, which I also do quite a lot of. (I always find it frustrating to run into people who actually talk more than I do, because I'm aware of how much time I spend doing that particular activity.) I also read a lot, and write just about every day, though I've never been good about journal-keeping all that much. I used to play piano, and usually wish I still had one.

I find myself to be fairly obnoxious, but as I seem to attract tricksters, and other people who do not get annoyed by it, I find myself not bothering to change that about myself. I wear a lot of black. I rarely ever bother to do anything interesting with my hair, but I insist on keeping it very long. I love dressing up, but do it very rarely.

I am probably the least sane person I know. I have no specific religion, but I'm very spiritual. I talk to faeries and gods alike. I adore Ren Faires and comic conventions. I had my friend make me a Puck doll, and he now accompanies me (and my crazy friends) to anything we're doing that MIGHT be construed as being interesting and fun and entertaining. (I can't wait to take him to Faire.)

I'm cheerful to a fault. No, I'm not kidding. If I'm not happy, there is an actual reason behind it. I have to have something to be sad or angry about in order to not be happy, save the bouts of depression I will sometimes suffer through - though many people wouldn't even be able to tell you when they were (and happily, I haven't had one in years). My cheerfulness is very useful at my job in customer service, where I'm actually something of an office manager.

I'm not shy. Anything but, in fact, and I'm an extrovert if ever there was one...but I tend to talk to the same people, go to the same places, and hang out at the same times. I love adventure and trying new things, but I'm terribly predictable. Ex: I usually have Wednesdays off from work. You can, unless something dire changes my plans, find me at the bookstore - playing around online and typing up whatever I've written in the past week. On the other hand, I dragged two friends of mine on a road trip that was 14+ hours to Chicago because I wanted to meet Jim Butcher, and go see RENT with Anthony Rapp and Adam Pascal in it.

I'm...going to say that that's enough to start with.

Day 01 – Introduce yourself
Day 02 – Your first love, in great detail
Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail
Day 04 – What you ate today, in great detail
Day 05 – Your definition of love, in great detail
Day 06 – Your day, in great detail
Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail
Day 08 – A moment, in great detail
Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail
Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail
Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail
Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail
Day 13 – This week, in great detail
Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail
Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail
Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail
Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail
Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail
Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail
Day 20 – This month, in great detail
Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail
Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail
Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail
Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail
Day 25 – A first, in great detail
Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail
Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail
Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail
Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail
Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail


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