today was...odd.

Work wasn't horrible, I did two mini-preps and listened to Josh Groban (and tried to avoid singing out loud) and Lord of the Rings. We had pizza at journal club (God I will hate it when I have to actually do that) cause it's SueMin's last week and my last month, and I didn't burn myself with phenol. I even did a search for elf ears (see the other blog for that one). So work wasn't the problem.

And I have all this LotR stuff, and I'm about to make a Legolas outfit. I hope. So that shouldn't be getting me down.

I was going to stop by Johnnie Brock's Dungeon (a costume rental place) to see about their selection of prosthetic ears and blond wigs, but Dad was driving, so no dice. But that wasn't a *big* deal, I can go later. I'm gonna try to go there, Music Folk to get my guitar repaired, and the fabric store to start getting fabric for my costume. Should I be especially ambitious and make an elven dress as well as a Lego outfit?

Oh, and get my mom to Best Buy so I can get a dvd player. I really want to see LotR on dvd! I will probably watch it with Sarah first though.

But when I got home after work, all I wanted to do was curl up with a fantasy and read. It almost got me to the point where I wanted to write some of mine (and I really need to) but I just couldn't get the oomph. We went out to eat for dinner, and I just had to bring the book along, even though I rarely do that anymore. I just felt sad and lonely and generally melancholic, as Meg so aptly put it. I don't know why. It was just one of those nights when you really miss having friends. Offline ones, anyway.

And does anyone else get those random, I-wanna-be-a-rock-star moments? This particular moment of insanity brought on by, what else, the movie Rock Star, premiering on cable this weekend. Would that I was independently wealthy so I could be such and write when I wanted to and have DSL.

But it doesn't get you friends. sigh.