infinitelykaty

Katy: When I first came into #charmed on mIRC I was 14. That's 6 years of my life. After 5 years I finally got to meet you guys, and I think that's an accomplishment on both sides. I didn't think back when I was 14 that I would still be talking to you all now that we're grown up and more mature. You guys kept me as a friend, and I did so in return. A friendship is never one-sided, so #charmed is as legit and any group of friends. I think it's wonderful that new people join the group. Because like you said, it shouldn't be some exclusive club. I know you started it for particular reasons which I don't need to repeat here, and you've created a niche for people who never thought they had one. Like me. So kudos to you, Katy. You're so transparent in spirit, that the graciousness that radiates from every part of your being is incredibly difficult to miss. I really do respect and look up to you - and though you're usually smiles and giggles in person, you still say a lot just with who you are.

-M.

I love. I love. I love. I love. I love. I love. I love. I love. I love.
Even though I'm not feeling well physically, my friends are far more important than my pain. I was at my friend Brad's house until after 5. Then I went to hangout with a sexy trio at the only 24 hour restaurant around here. Two of whom were the brand new male recruits to our wacky social experiment.
Mike: This is the third day in a row I've been out past 5 am. This is awesome.
Me: Welcome to the #charmers.
Newbie Matt was at the stage of having been drunk for several hours and just coming down from it. God damn, we laughed so hard. I usually get annoyed around drunk people, but he wasn't loud and obnoxious. He just had some of the most random funny shit to say.
Matt: What do you call this?
Mike: A home fry?
Matt: What the fuck are you talking about? This isn't a home fry.
Mike: That's what we call those where I'm from.
Matt: Then what do you call the little cubed potatoes?
Mike: Hash browns?
Matt: Dude. That's not even funny.
Mike: Nothing upsets you more than the misnomenclature of potatoes.
That will have to go down as my second favorite use of a ridiculous word in every day conversation, right after the New Years 2003 party when Mark Grandstaff declared a television "fucking antediluvian".
Holy shit, I just realized we've welcomed four new people in the last week. I also got to hangout with the two new girls tonight. Jamie and Megan. I love Jamie! She's so great. The first time she hung out with us was Thursday, and the first thing she said to me was "Oh my God, you look just like Lisa Garland. Megan, doesn't she look like her?!" I can never hear that enough.
She also happens to be obsessed with and uncannily resemble another Silent Hill character. That's how I became aware of her, because of her Maria cosplay. I couldn't believe she was from my town.
I think we're going to weather the latest drama just fine.
Something else kind of amusing happened tonight. I've decorated the strap of my handbag with a fuckload of buttons. A couple of months ago, I lost one. It had declared me "Dateless". I figured it was sign of good things to come.
When I got into my friend Brad's car tonight, he said, "I have something for you."
He handed me my missing "Dateless" button.
Huh.
It's nearly 8:30 in the god damn morning. I'm going to bed.