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I am, thanks to my current job, becoming much better at managing my time so that I am better able to keep my promises, and therefore less likely to have massive anxiety-guilt about them.

My job means I can help people in very big ways - quantifiable in dollar amounts, and unquantifiable in that I am capable of reducing their stress and making them feel more in control and less alone in their trouble.

I have two pieces of paper stuck to my wall. One says "other people you have grown up with are finishing their degrees. They are getting married. You haven't. On the other hand, you have lived in three countries, travelled on three continents, have lived outside your parents' purview for nearly four years, performed live poetry for the Poet Laureate, and are debt-free." The other says, "there are those who would miss you." These are the first things I read every morning.

I walk confidently when I walk. I do not have mad fits of trembling at the thought of, say, going to the bank.

I think I may be coping. I am definitely better than I used to be.

Music! Dancing! Full Frontal Nudity! The BNL show was fairly high on my awesome scale. I obtained a copy of it on a USB drive for what seemed like a really cheap price by purchasing a wristband before the show, only to come back and attempt to collect my prize and find out that they'd undercharged me by eleven dollars. No wonder it seemed cheap! I could have kept my money and gotten a certificate to download it instead, but eleven dollars seemed a reasonable price for a souvenir thumb drive (it says "Barenaked on a Stick"), so I forked it over.

It is made of awesome and I am glad I did.

Highlights. Hm.

Steve's "I ♥ Seals (roasted with gravy)" shirt. Ed's comparison of New Gower Street to an arduous hiking trail (which is fairly apt!). "Brian Wilson". Being NEXT to the tallest fellows in sight rather than directly behind them (though honestly, if you're tall enough that an average-size woman's nose is going to be about, say, armpit level? It would be nice if you put on deodorant before the show.) Getting a new pin for my Awesome Hat With Pins On The Brim. The opening band whose name escapes me but who had some very cool original songs and a good Paul Simon cover. Barenaked Ladies distracting said opening band by running around in towels and flashing them (I did not actually catch the full frontal, though avalonmissy apparently caught an eyeful of Little Ed.)

Yes. Generally wicked and cool and my seat was fabulous - fourth row, dead centre. I counted - exactly the same number of seats to my right as to my left. Father Christmas (by whom I mean Mum) could not have done a better job if he (she) had bribed the ticket people.

I have seen the Barenaked Ladies in concert at last! And I can't wait to see them again. Rock on.

Anyone remember The Guy from this time last year? The one who was generally crush-worthy and wonderful?

He dropped off the face of the Earth last May, and I've been kind of worried about him since. He returned to the Internet today, though, and I am smiling from ear to ear because I have missed punning with him like you wouldn't believe, and I am just so glad he's okay. He says RL kind of crept up and ambushed him, and I haven't asked for details; I figure he'll let me know when/if he decides he wants me to know.

But oh, I am glad. So, so glad. There hasn't really been a week when I haven't thought of him and wondered how he was doing, and it was just so good to see his name again, and talk with him (and I know it was him, because an imposter wouldn't have been able to come up with a pun on Eurypides that fast, and then follow it up with "So great, dese puns.")

*happy*

Tonight, I am content. I'm not sure why.

Maybe it's that I just came from a play reading with my theatre group.

Maybe it's that I finally have Serenity #1 (with Mal cover, though I nearly picked Jayne instead) and #2 (with Zoe cover).

Maybe it's that the weather is finally liveable - cooler, with a breeze.

Maybe it's that I'm probably one of the luckiest people in the world.

Maybe it's that I have chocolate.

Maybe it's that I'm listening to Elvis.

Maybe it's that my mother took my sister and me out for crepes for brunch.

Maybe it's that today I feel pretty and have been swinging my hips when I walk.

It's probably a combination. I wish you all the same serenity I am feeling right now. The world is wondrous.