It's not a cry you can hear at night, it's not somebody who's seen the light...

I was reading my usual Irish news online site which is more Irish-American than actually Irish. I read it for roleplay, shut up. But anyway I stumbled across an article that made me smile.

They are doing an exhibit of Irish immigration to Montana in Cork!

Now my family immigrated to New York, but my step-father's family is also Irish and they immigrated to Anaconda. Most of them then moved to Helena, but I think this is awesome. Especially since one of the US' biggest St Patrick's Day parades is in Butte, Montana because it was a major Irish settlement. It's in the middle of buttfuck nowhere but goddammit, they drink green beer and have street fights on March 17th. No. Really. Every year they arrest huge amounts of people for being idiots after the parade and too much drinking. It even has a mention on wiki on the Saint Patrick's Day PAGE.

Anyway, I just thought this was really awesome. Montana gets overlooked a lot because hardly anyone lives there. Hell, some Americans don't even know where it is despite the fact that it is the 4th largest state. It's the size of GERMANY. Makes me happy.

I just had a dream that I was watching a zombie movie in my childhood home which doesn't even belong to us any more. But in the dream it did. And the movie was SET in my childhood home. The movie-makers had scouted the location and filmed part of it there, lalala.

So in the movie apparently zombies couldn't eat people in the country unless they had permission or they were in a special field. I DON'T KNOW! So they broke into my garage while the main character was getting wood for the fireplace over on my side of the house. The zombies couldn't eat the main character so they ATE MY CAT! Well, Binky was actually my sister's cat and our family had him from when I was about 7 until I was 24ish when he died of old age. He was in the garage and the zombies ate him. And I'm watching this movie IN THAT HOUSE so I had to run down the stairs and make sure he was okay. Apparently the filmmakers wanted to incorporate Binky into the movie. WHO KNOWS WHY. Binky was a one-eyed, crooked-jawed awesomekitty who had been hit by a car and was still badass. So I suppose having him killed by zombies in a movie IS pretty fitting for his awesomeness. And then I was all blogging, "that awkward moment when watching a zombie movie set in your house and zombies eat your cat". Yeah. Because that happens all the time.

Naomi Watts was also in the movie. And then the main guy was all cutting her head off and then someone knocked on my door and I woke up because my carpet arrived. It matches my drapes.

*sniggles*

I feel like I have been all over the universe today but we just went to buy yarn and stuff. Stupid chronic fatigue. My niece and her friend Tatum came over the other day and we had a BLAST and then I slept for like 14 hours. And they were only here from 2 to 8. Six hours of energy expenditure = 14 hours of sleep for recovery. Son of a biscuit.

And now I will go learn to crochet. And then I will write things because my soul needs expressing :D And then more sleep.

Oh. And stupid Silence in Doctor Who. Stupid, creepy, Silencey stupidheads. Ahem.

If they EVER reveal the Doctor's name, I will have a shitfit. I am not kidding.

I was in the crappiest mood (hormones lol) and then suddenly I'm all excited and happy. Thanks a lot, body. You're lovely.

BUT I am going to learn to crochet tomorrow! So I can make scarves! I so want a Doctor Who scarf homg. And we're going shopping for wool so my mother can make me some potholders and dish cloths for our LFoD kitchen. Also I am looking at the easy patterns for stained glass so I can start more projects. I have this gorgeous triple shamrock pattern I will make for me, but I am going to make that one at the class. I can do the easy ones in the basement. My mother set up a workshop because she's adorable. We're also looking for presents for the niece and nephews as well.

And then my sister and her family get here on Thursday. And on Friday I might go to Sherlock Holmes 2 with Maliky and Travis which yayyyy! I am so excited :D

<3

I DID STAINED GLASS! And despite the fact that my hands shake like a mofo, I managed to complete my entire little butterfly in one class and she said it would probably take two. And the lady said it was really good! My shaky hands don't actually matter because you can always fix seams and grind the edges of glass so yay!

So next week I am going to start a stained glass shamrock. Predictable I may be, but husha your face. So now I want to make a little stained glass thingy for each of the housemates. Too bad I doubt I will be able to find an easy kakapo pattern for Alison ;) But I will find something! It's so fun too! I have no artistic skills so this is good. And you get to crack glass. >:D!

Anyway, Missoula with my Pants was awesome. We had a great time. We watched Supernatural and basically went out to eat at all the places we loved when we lived together. And we went to the Hickory Farms booth and Jayann bought a million sausages. Okay two, but they were huge. And I bought smoky cheese. And also mints. Anyway, it was a good time. And I managed to come home with like...dozens of candy canes. Stupid Wal-Mart.

But yay, stained glass! (I just wrote sainted. Dear LORD, Lara.)

Homg. So I went to the second dance performance because Jayann was doing her solo piece, which was gorgeous. All ribbony and painty and deep and beautiful.

The first piece was a ballet, choreographed by the head of the department. It was based on a Japanese folktale and it was set to the Crane Wife songs by the Decemberists, as well as an instrumental piece. And it was absolutely breathtaking. I love ballet so much and it was so well done. Gorgeous.

And now I am soooo tired and there are more earthquakes in the world and ew! The earthquake was apparently three minutes long. Our thirty-second long one felt like an eternity. Shit, I think after a minute you would start to believe it might never stop. Terrifying.

Focus on ballet and sleep, Lara, sheesh.

I'm in Missoula! Jayannpants lives here! She made cupcakes! She is a cupcake artist, I am not even kidding. She made lavender and lemon curd ones which homg. Her parents came to town and took us to breakfast at Paul's Pancake Parlour which sounds lame but dear GOD I love it so much yay.

I went to Jayann's dance performance and she was amazingly awesome. Beforehand, I had some time to kill so I walked around the University campus. I randomly went to the bookstore to see if my Laramie Dean was working so I could surprise him and make him make :O! face. He wasn't there, but randomly, my uncle Leo was. So I was like "Leo Gallagher! HEY!" and then we talked about my cousin Dylan who speaks Irish and is going back to Ireland in January. Leo was in Missoula for the Griz football game last night which they won so hard (GO GRIZ, RAWR). He was like "I haven't had a break in months so it was nice to come here and have some downtime." And I informed him that we were aware because we see him on the news every night. He's the county attorney, so he's always in the court...news...part. Anyway, it was nice and random to see him hanging out in my old University bookstore.

Also while Jayann was at nutcracker practice I was talking her teacher randomly and then to this man wearing a Vietnam vet hat who was in the waiting room who had overheard our conversation about New Zealand. He asked me "why are you in New Zealand, I've always wanted to go there" and mentally I was like "Lara, do not tell a Vietnam war veteran you don't like the US because of the blind patriotism..." So I kind of mumbled something about reasons. But seriously I had random conversations with people I don't know and didn't freak out.

IS THIS WHAT NORMAL FEELS LIKE BECAUSE IT'S WEIRD AND NICE.

Everything is Doctor Who and nothing hurts.

I have been watching it...mostly non-stop when I can't sleep. Because <3. I love how many actors I adore guest-star on it! Leonora Critchlow, Ardal O'Hanlon (whom I correctly identified by his voice because there is no confusing Father Dougal MacGuire with anyone else), that man who plays Percy in Blackadder. And Mark Gatiss, of course. I'm just in awe of it. If only my former hate for David Tennant (and I still can't stand Barty Crouch Jr in Harry Potter 4) hadn't kept me from watching this sooner. I can be so daft sometimes ;) Today I was in the car telling my mother that David Tennant could basically act anything. He's mesmerizing. And I absolutely believe that.

Yeah, anyway. Real life also exists. I am heading to Missoula to visit my Jayannpants on Friday which means I will miss visiting with my mother's friend Peter. Whom she casually fucking mentioned happens to have known basically everyone from The King's Speech. He comes from an aristocratic South African family and he went to study abroad in England (kind of like one Avery Driscoll) and apparently through his family he knew the Mountbattens and the...others, and blahblahblah. It's probably best I won't be here so I don't have to fight the urge to ask annoying questions like "DID THEY WEAR CROWNS TO DINNER!? OMG SO EXCITED!"

And my parents continue to be hilarious and awesome. My mother wants to teach me to make stained glass things. With my shaky hands. I'll give it a go. Here's hoping I don't solder my face off! And Larry is making calls because he wants another horse. Apparently he annoyed some woman today because he...like...asked intelligent questions. How rude of him. How dare he know the right questions to ask! Pfft.

Because it's easier to copy and paste than to write it out... My mother has amazing skills of keeping things for too long. Really.

Lara: I just found a cake mix in the cupboard from 1988. Which means this cake mix moved with us from Seattle to Kalispell and then Kalispell to here. This cake mix has been in my cupboards since I was 7. I don't even know.

Simon: LOL

Lara: If I asked her, she would probably said, "I might need it sometime." "WHY WOULD YOU NEED A LEMON CAKE FROM 1988!?" Zombie Apocalypse.

Simon: You could probably kill a zombie with a 23 year old lemon cake.

Lara: I think so!

Simon: cure for the zombie virus right there.

Lara: As long as you followed the high-altitude baking instructions if you lived here. Otherwise they would be like "this bullshit didn't even rise" *NOMS YOUR FACE*

Simon: LOL well yes

My step-father is awesome. He walked into the room holding this bowl of pumpkin pie innards I baked and said, "are these punkin guts for eatin'?" He was also reading the clouds to me yesterday. They were long and streaky and he was all "Those are lenticular clouds. It means there are mighty high winds around the tops of those peaks there. If you were flying a small aircraft you'd want to stay away from those clouds." He likes unleashing some of his pilot-fu. Like when we drive across the state and he points out fields he landed his plane in. It's kind of hilarious.

ANYWAY it's blizzarding here now, wheee! SNOWING SIDEWAYS! Also I am hyper. I haven't had energy since I've been here and all of a sudden YAHOOOOOOO ENERGY!

My poor mother has to deal with me *snickers* Also Simon but you see, that is voluntary.

Yesterday I got Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke. It's translated into English which is sad, but it was two bucks at a thrift store. And it's Rainer Maria Rilke. Who could write a grocery list down and I would read it with glee.

Oh and I watched more Doctor Who and I now believe if they don't let David Tennant light the torch for the 2012 Olympic games in London, I will be very, very upset!