Glitter is the herpes of craft supplies.

I think my ankles are fine for running around outside tonight. I managed to roll the right one and almost roll the left last night (yeah, going down steep grassy hills in the dark when it's pouring rain is NOT a smart idea), but I only had to sit for a couple minutes and then I was okay to at least walk. We didn't have to run after that, anyway, since Will was the only zombie who attacked us and that was way before I managed to hurt myself. (He also went straight for me, and I was dumb enough to not have the gun cocked and tried to fire at him. Luckily everyone else on my team got him before he reached me - but I still screeched like a little girl. Damn.) Dunno if I'm actually gonna play tonight, though. The next page is up for grabs, but Oz and Jimmy aren't playing, so I dunno who's going to be out, and I don't think I'll do too well on my own.

I seem to be managing to not completely obsess over who shall be henceforth known as "The Ubiquitous Him", or TUH. It's kind of hard, since I see him pretty much every day, but hopefully I'm not completely delusional in believing that I'm still mostly under the radar, and it gets easier if I remember that, hey, my other friends are there too, and it's good if I pay attention to them. Everyone keeps telling me that being completely un-obvious is bad as well, since if I don't make it at least slightly evident then he's never going to know. Of course, that leaves the problem of HOW to drop hints so that the onus is not entirely on me to say "Hey, I like you" or whatever - the problem being that I am petrified that giving him any sort of hint makes me come off as creepy and overwhelming, and that he'll avoid me after that and I'll lose a perfectly awesome friend. There's no guarantee that he'll have any sort of feelings for me or that he'll find me attractive - history and odds do not point in my favor. But then, having no self confidence kinda does that to a girl. I'm not a very brave person.

I really, really don't know what the hell I'm doing. And I think that scares me more than the possibility that he doesn't like me.

Oh, and guys? If I am going on about TUH too much? TELL ME. If you haven't noticed by now, I will go on and on and ON about a subject that's been on my mind a lot, and if you don't tell me to knock it off I'll probably talk you to your grave. As long as it's more along the lines of "Hey, you've been talking about (insert boring-to-you topic here) a lot, can you tone it down?" instead of "Shut the fuck up, bitch!", I seriously won't be offended. So, please, let me know if I'm running my mouth too much, okay? I'd like to keep my friends instead of driving them away.

And one last note - will the assholes who keep smoking outside my window please stop? I keep smelling cigarette smoke and it's annoying the shit out of me. I should not be smelling this from the third floor.