Oopsie

Made a mistake in my concert report (had bad informants). Wasn't Walk On that was dedicated to the gay community, but Kite.

Nette is the devil!

Wraithgirl2001M: I'm thinking of getting into Jonny Lang, despite the fact that I'm not a big blues fan.
badevilgrrl: Oooh, he's the one that looks like a Hanson bro, ne? The one that's in The Blues Brothers 2000?
Wraithgirl2001M: I think so. I've never seen the movie, but he's got a gorgeous voice and he can really play. Erm,
Lang/Hanson bros?
badevilgrrl: Noooo!
badevilgrrl: Not you, too!
Wraithgirl2001M: What? You're the one who pointed out that he looked like a Hanson bro. Ooh, you think he'd like Isaac?
badevilgrrl: Nonono, no encouraging the evil bunny kat planted!
Wraithgirl2001M: But they'd be so cute together. They're all skinny-muscled and tall and kinda gangly and when they kissed,
they'd accidentally bump limbs and be all awkward, except Johnny'd be a little more experienced, so he'd take control.
badevilgrrl: I'm not listening to this.
Wraithgirl2001M: And I bet Isaac would smoothe his hands along Jonny's hipbones, fascinated by how frail they looked and
how sharp and curved they were.
badevilgrrl: *whimper*
badevilgrrl: You are the devil.
Wraithgirl2001M: And Jonny would sigh softly into Isaac's mouth and duck his head down, catching Isaac's lips in a more
firm kiss, making it wet and messy and not all neat like Isaac's kisses.
Wraithgirl2001M: Oooh, pretty Jonny in glasses: http://www.jonnylang.com/photos/jlwh3.htm
Wraithgirl2001M: Speaking of proof that he's done the Hanson brothers: http://www.jonnylang.com/photos/jlhanson.htm

I am Melle's lack of sleep.

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"This above all, to thine own self, be true."

When did my life get so filled with people?

I never really managed to connect with people as well as I do online. I don't understand this. I think actually the journal thing may be a large part of it; I don't have to actually tell people about certain things like my sexual orientation, my running away from home and all that went with it, my incertainties and traumas and feelings, but instead I can just show them to my journal and if they still want to be friends after knowing all that, I know they won't drop me that easily.

Which is not to say I've never been hurt by people that'd read my journal. Far from, in fact. But I've also found some very close friends, some of whome are becoming more than friends, and that's worth the pain and betrayal.

Two years ago, I was happy in my own world with just me, myself and I. Now, I'm happy in my world with my friends and acquaintences. And I managed to get and keep these friends and still be able to look at myself in the mirror every morning, and in the end that's what matters.

Cheers, people. I love you all. (But especially you, you and you.)

Religious debate with Rox

This was worthy of archiving:

IDontLeadTheHams: As I'm sure you know, I'm an atheist. I staunchly believe that there are only two reasons why people believe in God. 1) He is used as a crutch for those who need help and guidance in their life. I do not scorn alcoholics who turn to Jesus at there time of need because that is exactly why I believe the myth of God was created: to give people hope where there is no hope to be found. Closely tied to that, I believe that people used God and religion to explain the unexplained and that, in this age of science, that reason is now obsolete. Therefore I can respect the religious beliefs of people who are striving to live their pained, hopeless lives but cannot respect comfortable suburban church goers. 2) The only other reason someone would believe in God is out of sheer stupidity, having not realized that just as Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny don't exist, neither does God.
IDontLeadTheHams: To ameliorate the harsh words I have just used, let me explain something else.
IDontLeadTheHams: I envy religious people for having the ability to believe.
badevilgrrl: Hm.
badevilgrrl: It's not really an ability thing with me. It's just ... when I think of the very beginning, of how the universe was 'started', I just cannot believe things appeared out of nowhere. It's not even a case of having to believe, it's just that I can't believe god doesn't exist, and thus I believe he does.
IDontLeadTheHams: I've never heard that explanation before... that is one I can respect.
IDontLeadTheHams: That sounds to me...
IDontLeadTheHams: As though we were both given the exact same set of facts yet reached to exact opposite conclusions. Like one of those optical illusion puzzles where you can either see a glass or an old woman's face... I saw the glass and you saw the woman's face.
badevilgrrl: Also, my faith is not about crutches either. I'm a deist; I don't believe god can or wants to interfere with the life of my little self? I believe in a god that created humankind, and endowed us with free will for a reason. I believe in a god that is love, and I believe in Jesus and I try to live according to his teachings, which is about loving and accepting one another without condemning. (But that's another rant for another time.)

And also:

Well, ["Lesbian Punk Christian] is an almost-oxymoron. Typical punks tend to be anarchists and 90% of the churches out there shun gays. Thus, you are Melle, the Stereotype Destroying Almost-Oxymoron.

I shall wear the title with pride. ^_^

Happy birthday, Hayz!

And may you have many more. ^_^

Sometimes I hate being a writer.

My BonoMuse collects boybands, and none of the muses (fanfic or original) seem to understand what I mean by "This research is for my personal use. Go away."

Fuckers.

(no subject)

I [hart] this song. It's so evocative. And for some reason, it makes me think of you.

Random toughts

1. U2 fans have really shrill voices.
2. Drummers + singing = eeeek!

Resolutions

1. I will not freak.
2. If I do freak, I will take a deep breath, think about it rationally, and talk.
3. If I feel like it's going too fast, the same applies.
4. If I feel confused, see above.
5. I will figure out how to call this relatioship(?) (girlfriend? co-girlfriend? girlfriends? help?) and find some way to tell my dad, if not both my parents.
6. I will enjoy this.

But now, it's off to bed for me, to snuggle my Tigger plushie and miss Molly, and Nat and Steve.

In a little while
Surely you'll be back
In a little while I'll be there