I have a livejournal after months of not-getting-one, thanks to a code from regyt by way of speakerender! Yay!

When I was fourteen I once started a new diary thus:
Warning
There are no secrets in this journal! There is nothing here that I am ashamed of. It is useless for blackmail purposes. So, if for some reason you want to read it, please do. At worst you'll come to understand me a little better.
Unfortunately one of my friends found it in my backpack and interpreted the warning to mean, "read this out, very loudly, in the high school cafeteria, while one's friends make comments about freudian symbolism."
So here's another try at a journal. Let's hope this one works better than that one.

Hm-hm. In actual news, last night got speakerender to go to CoS with me at the discount movie theater. Was apparently the last straw converting him to HMS guns-and-handcuffs. (Don't worry, Andy, it is as bad as it sounds.) Much fun was had, even after the film melted. He is mad because nobody told him there was a phoenix involved. If he had read the books, he would have known this, so I have no sympathy whatsoever. Also, the precious is *Mine*!

Spring break is over. I have to get up before 1 pm tomorrow. Sadness. I do have ethernet back now though! I have now set my computer up under my desk, as opposed to on it, because I need desk-space for books. Not just the tower, the monitor and keyboard and mouse too. I can now surf the net from my beanbag! Heh. If my back and wrists start killing me after a couple of days I suppose I may have to switch back.