[Page Count for C's FicPresent: 25]
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Wednesday, March 31, 2004
10:04 p.m.
[If You Were a Telephone You'd Still be off the Hook]
music: Oi to the World- No Doubt
Well, I should've gone to Dad's this evening, but I'm coming down with a cold (which is ass) so I didn't. Instead, I spent a lot of time sitting at this computer, chatting to Dan and writing the column. Had a lot of fun with this one, though it's sort of odd. But then, what else is new?
Since I've still got about an hour before bed I should prolly work on something, but I'm losing writing stamina these days. One or two pages seem to tap me out. SOrt of annoying.
Maybe you need to, oh, I don't know, actually plan something out before you start writing it for once, Andrea.
...shut up, logical self-parts.
Twenty one hours until the Barenaked Ladies concert, hoping I can get a shirt to replace the one I decimated in tenth grade. I'm such a band-shirt whore.
Talked to Robin (this girl in my chem class) for about twenty minutes today while we sat at the front and waited for Crewson to finish explaining simple redox reactions to Courtney and start confusing the hell out of us explain a question to us. Apparently we're going to spend the entire tour picking up cute guys.
Speaking of which, one week and two days to Band Tour. Hella yeah. Hours and hours on a bus and bandslash drabbles from Katelynn and valuable musical experince. Yeah. That's it.
Tuesday, March 30, 2004
08:46 p.m.
[But... Yeah... Nooo...]
music:Kein Alkohol (ist auch keine Lösung)- Die Toten Hosen
You know what? I have no idea what that name translates to. It's just really, really catchy.
So, I watched what is, hands down, the saddest episode of FMA yet created, then ate and entire can of pineapple to make myself feel better (and because I was hungry--that was dinner). The whole thing was beautifully done, but still (spoiler start)did they have to kill Huges off? I mean, Roy crying was heart wrenchingly gorgeous, but it... Huges... no.(spoiler end).
Anyway, other than that, today was kind of---not eventful, exactly, but interesting. Made me realize how weird I am with people in some respects. Jason gave me a ride home today and I realized, as I was sitting there, making fun of his shitbox with the missing grill (better than no car, sure...) that about a year ago, had you told me I would be in that spot I would not just have laughed at you, I'd probably have shot you too. (Sorry Jason, but this is the place of absolute honesty. Mostly.)
Most people pull away from people when they become cynical and disillusioned with life. This seems to be when I get close. In the last year the guy's finally gotten, I dunno, realistic, maybe. Oh you're still annoying as fuck sometimes Jason, but at least now it's on terms that don't involve Jesus every thirty seconds.
Vic's another good example. I really liked her when we started hanging out. I thought she was funny and smart and cool because she was loud and didn't seem to care much. But these days it seems like Vic cares a lot. About herself. And while I feel bad and pissed every time someone outside our group calls her down, I do it too. I think she's selfish and annoying, and I talk shit behind her back and I feel awful about it when I really stop and give it thought. Because she is my friend. We eat lunch together and hang together and have TA together and stuff.
She's my friend and I can't stand her. In some ways, she and Jason have just switched places, and I hope that I'm not that kind of person who just cycles through friends who are conveniant at any given time, because I hate that in other people.
But there's Katelynn and Christiana, right? I mean, they're the kind of people that I;ve tried to stick with through everything. Right? And that's true friendship, isn't it? The kind that has nothing to do with the fact that these days (with C, anyway) you're so shit scared that they'll sort of drift off from you and you'll be half-acquaintances, they way they were for that period. Right.
Actaully, introspection aside, today's been really good. Found out I got 100% on my Social Project, which I sort of died on by the end of it. ^___^
And, finally, I think this says something about the dangers of obbsession. Namely, mine:
Sunday, March 28, 2004
09:03 p.m.
[When All You Want's Tricks and Lies]
music: Whatever Happende to my Rock 'n Roll- B.R.M.C.
"We British don't have a dream--Canadians don't have one either, we didn't give one to you." -Just for Laughs
I have decided Aurelius needs to see some Bill Mahr standup comedy. I think Mahr's the sort of guy who might actually be able to appeal to his yuppie-in-the-making nature, while reminaing Liberal and controversial.
I think I'm going to write random incoherant drabble work later... around 9:30-10:00, so if you're planning on going OL, stay on until then, for the children.
Also, as a sidenote, I would like to point out that at some point Christiana has become the fucking funniest person I know. The little observation about Fight Club was so horribly true. English notes are stupid like soybeans. And god help me, I typed 'Fight Slub' the first time around. Still doing that typing on beat thing that started this afternoon, when I was listening to Love and Joy. Sigh.
"And the world wept--except for France."
Sunday, March 28, 2004
01:50 p.m.
[Bleh]
music: Powerless- Nelly Furtado
You know what (you already do)? I hate English. Hate. The way environmentalists hate SUVs. The way traditional Roman Catholics hate birth control. The way Katelynn hates heterosexual fanfiction.
I've been here for two hours, jsut to finish ten questions. That's some sort of record even for me. Christ.
The livejournal thing seems to be panning out ok. No, I'm not posting the link here. Too lazy, and I also don't really care.
Want to work, but hate the last scene written with a burning passion. It's so lousy. But next is Andrinor fluff, so I might just have to work tonight. ^_^
Sunday, March 28, 2004
01:55 a.m.
[Huh. I did, like, Nothing.]
music: Turpentine Chaser- Dashboard Confessional
It's sad. I can HTML my whole blog without any template now, but ask me to work livejournal's global override thing and I freeze up. Bastard popular site.
Want to work, but it's kinda lat now, maybe... sigh. Ah well, we'll see what we can get done.
Saturday, March 27, 2004
05:23 p.m.
[.,..]
C, if you get home first and happen to see this, give me a call around six-ish, ok?
Saturday, March 27, 2004
04:18 p.m.
[I'm Being Attacked by a Dishtowel]
music: The Tension and The Terror
Another day, anopther cleaning project. On a related note, it's now possible to sit at this computer and not constantly sneeze from mass amounts of dust. ...I'm such a slob. ^_^;;
Have been really hyper since yersterday around midnight, for whatever reason (was running around yelling stupid lines from things at the top of my lungs, until Mum came home) and it's still carrying on. The fact that I have boysmut pictures of Taking Back Sunday is not helping.
Have found and become obsessed with an old steel-looking hairclip from my grade eight days. That's the sort of mood I'm in. You should probably all stay far away.
I'm such a knob...
Friday, March 26, 2004
11:34 p.m.
[Go Baby, Go Go]
music: Cherry Lips- Garbage
John Nolan likes Reunion Show... Damn you man, you have good tast in music, you write catchy, piano-driven songs, and you say things like "pants-schmants." You're making it completely impossible for me to feel let down that you left Taking Back Sunday. Damn you and the fucking greatness that is Straylight Run. I want you to make a cd... ~grumbles~
And Katelynn? I have something horribly funny to show you the next time you're online.
[Edit: Fixed my computer. My new login script is called "Wafflemonkey", which is actually a private joke between me and Danielle Kromery. Who would've thought?]
Friday, March 26, 2004
07:55 p.m.
[I Saw the Western Coast... I Saw the Hospital]
music: The Quiet Things- Brand New
Hm, new profile created, but I'm terrified to start it up in case it doesn't work or something. Oh, and K-chan? I actually seem to have found The slash... ~_^
Hm... maybe I'll be on later... I hope.
Friday, March 26, 2004
07:26 p.m.
[In Shock]
So I go to log in and what do I get?
Corrupt login entry file... da da da... signing you into a temporary passport.
AGAIN!! That make it roughly the twelth time this has happened, and teh second time this year (2004). Every time I start to get adjusted to a new net profile and manage to get everything in order and settle in for a long haul on a new password something like this happens. And while I can fix this (thank god for Daniel and his partition drive), it's annoying as fuck. No one's computer should crash as much as this one. It's not right.
I've got to tell Dad that above all else I need a new computer. This one has lousy karma or something.
Feh... off to create a new login script.
Thursday, March 25, 2004
09:00 p.m.
[Kweh?]
music: Santa Baby- Madonna (yes, I do realize it's March...)
Which Hitchhiker's Trilogy character are you?
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I am irrationally happy at this quiz result. As I recall Ford was always one of the coolest characters, and he has my dream job. Sort of assumed i'd get Zaphod, though, as he's completely starkers.
Stop using British slang, Andrea. You aren't British. Hell, you're not even European.
I want someone to come online, but the only person OL is Katelynn, and she's apparently not talking to me. T___T;
Oooh... quizzes...
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
11:06 p.m.
[I'm Still Alive]
music: Take me Away- Lifehouse
Yeah, I haven't update. But I've been working a pretty good bit, excepts for tonight, as this had always traditionally been my one night off (from intensive typing, anyway).
You are Lawrence Ferlinghetti! Modern rebel and
owner and proprietor of the City Lights
Bookstore in San Francisco, Lawrence
Ferlinghetti is known for his playful tone and
innovative style. He is MY favorite poet, and
the works of lawrence are always eye-opening
socio-cultural critiques in a light-hearted
tone. He is recognized as one of the most
influential poets of the beat era.
Which famous poet are you? (pictures and many outcomes)
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BTW: Jason, do you still have my Vertical Horizon CD, or did I get it back from you?
Rain: You are the sound of rain. You have two
important sides. There is your strong, powerful
side and your calm, gentle side. Both are very
important. Rain also reflects a bit of darkness
in your personality. It isn't bad, just shows
that along with the good, you also can see bad,
which can come in handy. (please rate my quiz)
A Loud Guitar Solo: You are the wild one! Loud
noises and chaotic scenes are in your
preference. You have a sense of adventure that
is truly yours alone. Whether your at a concert
or at home enjoying a thunderstorm, you are
bold and beautiful! Rock On! (please rate my
quiz)
What Sound Are You?(now w/ pics)
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The cat's chewing on my hands. I think I'll go to bed, now...
Friday, March 19, 2004
02:05 a.m.
[I'm Not Scared, and to tell the Truth, I just don't Care]
music: Life Makes no Sense- the Ataris
Went to battle of the bands, which mostly sucked, except for Rex Stiff (and the Kinky Morticians) and Glass Prison, voiced by (guess who) Stephen. Kaylan Exner's ego is now the size of China--before the one-child policy.
Column finished about 5 minuted ago. I suck.
Accidentally blew off C when K and Dan decided we needed to go to CHHS (see first item of news), and feel sort of shitty about that, as watching Trigun would have been way more fun. Vash is uber genki.
I mix languages. Yesindeedy.
And, on a final two notes:
1) Jason thinks John Nolan is cuter than Jesse (of Brand New. No, I don't know his last name)
2) Adam Lazzara (lead singer of Taking Back Sunday) has been newly christened "The Most Flexible Boy in Emo". Look at this if you don't believe me.
I'm thinking sleep, maybe. Or something. Bleh... Room cleaning tomorrow. Yay.
And I try but I'm not convincing, your lips they pout and twist, I'm dying just to keep myself from kissing you.
...stupid Straylight Run. I'm going to bed.
Thursday, March 18, 2004
04:25 p.m.
[Note to Self]
... finish checking out this website later.
Wednesday, March 17, 2004
05:53 p.m.
[I Try But I'm not Convincing...]
music: The Tension and the Terror- Straylight Run
You know, there's a real down side to being a 'hair person' - the way some people like chests or eyes (C and Katelynn, respectively).
For example, Andrew either got a haircut or learned how to style/part his hair, and managed to render me incapable of speech for a good five minutes.
I'm such a knob. ~hides~
Wednesday, March 17, 2004
05:33 p.m.
[The Tension and the Terror]
music: It's Everybody's Fault But Mine- Straylight Run
You know why I hate Straylight Run? Because I'm strating to think they make better music than Taking Back Sunday. I think it might just be because they're very different than what I usually listen to (pianos and screaming), and because I listen to a little too much TBS, but whatever. Neither band beats the awesome power of Bright Eyes. ~nods sagely~
But music aside, real life is... interesting right now. Finally getting a little psyched for band tour (cross your fingers that it's actually a go), because we got Dan to agree to come, though Stephen has to take her on a couple of dates (...five or six being more than a couple, but whatever). Also dyed my hair last night, which makes me happy, but didn't piss of Mr. Stockton (my drama teacher) neraly as much as I'd hoped it would. ^_^;
Kay, I heart you more than is probably legal in Afghanistan. You know why.
Katelynn, Christiana... eh, 'm not sure what to say, but I'm glad guys. And it's funny how I'm now gauging C based on the links at the bottom of her blog.
Also, got my film from Christmas developed, and wanted to share this with you guys:
The weird part? Daniel did this all on his own. Crazy boy. Also, the cute air hockey picture turned out all right, and I got a couple cool shots of K and Vic. You're next, C.
On a final note, isn't my bedroom wall freakishly busy?
I worry about my university dorm room already.
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
06:02 p.m.
[Hell. On a stick.]
music: Jude Law and a Semester Abroad- Brand New
My hands are cold, I have a headache, my Mum wants me to go for a walk with her---when I'd rather never talk to anyone again---and I'm hungry.
Shoot me. Shoot me now. I feel mean and little and powerless and stupid, my life is worthless. Or, if you won't shoot me, at least give me some food. I'm starving.
Monday, March 15, 2004
03:21 p.m.
[You Can't Stay Mad at the Setting Sun]
My political compass scores:
Economic Left/Right: -9.00
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -5.44
So what are you? Go on, take the test. You know you want to, all the cool kids are doing it. [/peer pressure]
Sunday, March 14, 2004
11:08 p.m.
[Some Words in Lowercase and Capitals]
music: The Quite Things No One Ever Knows- Brand New
T-minus one day until the concert band makes its appearance at the music festival. T-minus one day until I never have to play Danny Boy ever again. My god, do I loathe that song...
Sunday, March 14, 2004
01:53 a.m.
[Dead Finks Don't Talk...]
music: Swiss Army Romance- Dashboard Confessional
Right. Going to stop spamming this thing and go to bed. Bed. Sleep. Yes.
ONe more quick thing first, though:
![[oliver + marcus]](http://atypically.net/hp/images/olivermarcus.jpg)
...I so totally win.
[![[i'm bill weasley]](http://atypically.net/hp/images/bill.jpg)
...and which lesser Harry Potter character are you?
I have ponytail wearing cool. Ye-eah.]
Sunday, March 14, 2004
01:44 a.m.
[Oh, and:]
music: It's Everybody's Fault but Mine- Straylight Run
Jason, did you realize that there's an episode of Queer as Fol on your videotape? Because C ans I didn't and got subjected to two male-on-male blowjob scenes within ten minutes of each other. If I don't start outright laughing when I see you on Monday it'll be a bloody miracle.
Sunday, March 14, 2004
1:36 a.m.
["Look, Mike! Sandwiches!"]
music: Soco Amaretto Lime- Brand New
Having a good moment right now. Just one of those quiet moments of settling and balance and contentment that are kind of nice, especially late on a Saturday evening after a busy day.
Got up about an hour before I expected to today when Dan phoned me up to ask if I wanted to go see Stephen perform again, this time in Vocal Concert (five songs... O.o). And I know I've said this before, but it's amazing how much passion the guy has when he does anything musical. You'd never guess that he's almost flatlining most days in the real world.
Anyway, then Dan, Stephen and I went out for a quick but horribly intense round of DDR, in which I got creamed, but had a great time. Dan's such an addict, though. All this 'standard' and 'offbeats, yay!' crap. Sigh.
C came over this evening and we made white chocolate and macadamia nut cookies and watched My Own Private Idaho, and the first three episodes of Trigun. Idaho is crack. Pure and simple crack, but with some awesome throwaway lines (see entry title) and this strange moment where Keanu waves this guy away with a little, fey wave and tells them so prissily, "Fuck off."
Trigun rocks the hardcore. It's so spastic, but god is it funny. What is it with amine and men in long red coats? (see: Full Metal Alchemist, Hellsing, etc)
In other news, I finally discovered just why Katelynn and I didn't get to see Taking Back Sunday on Warped Tour last year (I only exclude C from this sentence because she didn't care). The band went on hiatus right before the tour... because their bassist and vocalist quit. Yup, John Nolan is no longer a member of TBS.
The worst part of all this? I went and listened to a song by Straylight Run (John's new band) and their stuff is really good. I suddenly feel intensely disloyal.
And K-chan? Read this interview, and try to ignore the irony of the optimism. Because the second-to-last set of questions deals with "the rivalry between TBS and Brand New". The responses'll probably make you make that wheezing, asthmatic noise you do when you start to morph into Ultimate Fangirl! mode, but I'll risk that.
Other than that? You should listen to The Tension and The Terror by Straylight Run, because it's really too catchy for being from the band that took a chunk out of one of my favorite groups. Ah well, emo life goes on.
Saturday, March 13, 2004
12:57 a.m.
[And What did you Learn?]
music: Without a Trace
So I beat the Emo Game. I suddenly feel as though I have no life at all. Rivers Cumo has a flying Asian girl army. And I learned that Chirs Carrabba's penis is 62 pixels long. O.o;;
Went out to see Stephen do his musical theatre performance for the music festival tonight. My god, can that boy sleze when he wants to---but more than that, he can sing. When you consider the languid pace Stephen normally lives at, the sheer energy he conjures onstage (and manages to pass on to the audience) is feking amazing.
Plus, he wore the pink tie we bought him on band tour last year. Rawr.
Hm... I wonder if you can actually buy Andy Warhol boxers (yellow with Campbell's soup cans on them).
I'm thinking I must try to find a copy of This Book. Maybe I can sucker another visit to McNally Robinson out of Mum in April.
Got my University Entrance pack today, then skipped around in gibbering glee. Getting the papers and the pamphlets in their shiney red folder finally made the whole "I am actually in a uni halfway across the country," thing real. Ahhh!!!
And, on a more random note, Without a Trace rocks the hardcore.
Friday, March 12, 2004
09:30 a.m.
[Homework. Yay.]
music: For You to Notice- Dashboard Confessional
Bad Review #1 First thing on the page, hilariously funny, seems to address all my "movie disguised as Oscar-bait" issues.
More of the Similar A lot more serious, and once again deals with the bland mediocrity that seems to pass for a good move these days. Juts try to compare A Beautiful MInd to Velvet Goldmine or Primal Fear or, hell, Bollywood/Hollywood.
Interesting bit of trivia, screenwrite Akiva Goldsman is also the guy responsible for Batman and Robin. You know, that movie with all the PVC. Before The Matrix.
Number 3 Also kind of funny, but more interesting for a little tig about Nash's real life. Why didn't we get to see the aliens?
This isn't actually a review for A Beautiful Mind, it's actually for Y Tu Mama Tambien, a Mexican film I'd kind of like to watch again. I heart the Self Made Critic.
Thursday, March 11, 2004
11:02 p.m.
[Raise the Goblet to Rock!]
Emo! You're very in touch with your emotions and
that's what I like about you! It's all about
the music for you... I have pity for your
tortured soul...you're just like me...
What genre of rock are you?
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Yay, I'm tortured! F34R my emo glasses and mad hair dying skillz.
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
11:17 p.m.
[490]
music: Mummer's Dance- Enya
My advice to everyone?
Just do what needs doing, and don't regret doing it. Don't ever regret it. You've always got someone to stand by you.
Tuesday, March 9, 2004
10:40 p.m.
[Er.]
music: Into the Dark- Juliana Theory
C, I posted something for you. Sorry it took so long.
And randomly? I think that Juliana Theory's song 'Into the Dark' would make an awesome grad song because of this line:
I'd give you my hand if you reach out and grab it,
Let's walk away from this hell...
Monday, March 8, 2004
05:33 p.m.
[Think of Me When Your Head Goes Through the Windshield]
music: Sic Transit Gloria- Brand New
Fuck.
Well, the car is officially written off because the insurance guy decided we had a full $1000 more of damage than the guy who's actually fixing it projected. But since I have nothing else to say on the subject except for curse words, I'll just leave it there.
And for the record, I am not writing the story that's playing out in my head for Seventy x 7 and There's no "I" in Team.
Really, I'm not. Stop making those puppydog eyes K-chan.
Anyway, for those of you in the know, FMA episode 22 is out, and barely downloading.In other not-shit news, my Social project has been moved back a day, and I got 29/30 on the test, plus 2 bonus points.
Also got kind of screwed on my Chem test, but much like certain motor vehicles, I refuse to go there right now.
Thunder Plains monsters captured in FF X, now only have the Omega Ruins, Sunken Cave and Inside of Sin left.
And finally, for my own twisted amusement:
Sunday, March 7, 2004
11:37 a.m.
[All The Best Cookies]
music: I Think I Love You- Less Than Jake
Todays entry brought to you by the letter C and the word Frellie. And if you weren't at C's house last night, you're probably better off not knowing.
Yesterday was kind of an odd day, actually. Katelynn and I ended up gonig out for coffee with Jason, who's apparently reading my blog now. (Dammit, I can't say anything nasty about you now... XP)Java Bytes still makes really good London Fogs. Mmm... tea. Oh, and my brain combusted for various reasons, most of which I won't mention, though I must say I think it would be interesting to live in Jason's little fantasy world where absolutely everyone is gay. It's probably a lot like the Everworld fandom, now that I think of it.
C's party also = fun. Despite the inclusion of a person whom I was pretty sure C couldn't stand (maybe I'm projecting) we had a really good time. Underworld really is a very silly little movie when you get down to it. Speeeeeedman...
Other than that? Social homework is strating to kill me. And I really need to finish Katelynn's cookie so I can go back to C's fic. You know, the one that's run past three deadlines already.
Thursday, March 4, 2004
10:49 p.m.
[Heh.]
Am interviewing Mark for my column. This is hilariously fun.
Mark on the military: "A group of well meaning under paid, under equipped people that bring the sandwiches to any international conflict."
Wednesday, March 3, 2004
10:40 p.m.
[Never Thought You'd be a Junkie]
music: Heroin is so Passe- Dandy Warhols
So, I suppose I'll start with the bad news. I rear-ended someone this morning, which totally sucks, because while the other car (truck) isn't hurt at all, ours took $5000 in damages, which could be enough to get it written off. Yeah, today started off kind of sucky.
But weirdly enough, the rest of the day went not too bad, minus the screaming guilt-bouts and occasional thoughts of death (Voctoria's, not mine).
Skipped outta TA so I wouldn't have to see hear Vic for 40 minutes straight, and ran into Aurelius in the hallway. And you know what? The self-absorbed little yuppie actually noticed I was down and asked what was wrong. So after I spilled my tale of woe, he gave me timbits and--get this--made an appointment to cut his hair for tomorrow. This from the kid I've been hair feuding with since we got back from break. I feel sort of honoured.
Oh, Vic wants to have sex with Andrew. She's doing her abusive, fight/flirt thing again, which I've come to equate with her need to bang my friends. Though, in all fairness, Vic doesn't know I'm attracted to Andrew. ...of course, she doesn't know I'm attracted to anyone. It's like I said to Katelynn, "Dan would spaz, Stephen already knows (I think) and I don't trust/can't stand Vic."
It's funny, because everyone knows I don't like Victoria except Victoria. Andrew even heard me mutter, "thank god," at the end of class today. And yet she counts me as one of her best mates. Christ.
Anyway, the rest of the day was pretty good. Katelynn, Jason and I hung out at yearbook, which basically consisted of eating cupcakes and studying chemistry while we made "we're so gay" jokes. Apparently my relationship with Katelynn is based entirely on sex.
So how come I'm not getting any, huh K-chan?
I've gotta say it feels really damn good to have a few people know something, when you've been keeping a secret since summer. Longer if you count the time I spend dithering over things. I can finally talk to Katelynn and C again without having, "Oh, by the way, I'm bi." on the tip of my tongue all the time.
Oh, I suppose not everyone who reads this journal knew that... You're discreet, right?
Oh, C bought Eva 7.
And if you're interested in joining a religion where sombreros are considered ceremonial headgear, let me know.
Tuesday, March 2, 2004
09:23 p.m.
[Rudie Can't Fail]
music: Little Bitch- The Specials
YOU'RE ONE SWEET WHIRLED!
Which flavor of Ben n' Jerry's ice cream are you?
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And my one and only thought involving today is:
Wow, that went so much better than I thought it would.
Oh, and in another ironic chem twist I'm acing everything but the review I aced last year. Go figure.
Sunday, February 29, 2004
07:10 p.m.
[Oh Yeah...]
Uhm... ignore the previous entry. I get kind of existensially angsty sometimes after I don't get enough sleep, and fight with Mum about nothing. O.o;; It passes the second I talk to someone. Or put on a hat. I like hats.
Actually, I'm here to begin my "Report on the Oscars." About ten minutes ago Tim Robbins won Best Supporting for 'Mystic River' and, after thanking everyone on the earth, said (roughly) this:
"In [Mystic River] I play a character whose life is shattered my abuse. And if you are out there, and you have experienced this yourself, there is no shame in getting help. Sometimes it can be the only way to break the cycle of violence."
Fuck yeah, Mr. Robbins. Fuck yeah.
[Edit:
A thought on commercials: Does the world really need more Hillary Duff?
On Best Song: Though I am cheering on 'A Mighty Wind' in this category, I must admit that Annie Lennox has one of the coolest singing voices ever.
Randomly: I'm hoping that, in a surprise upset, Johnny Depp will win best actor for 'Pirates'. Because they're getting their asses kicked in the technical awards. T__T Poor pirates.
Tribute: Gregory Peck, for unfortunate lack of a better term, rocked the hardcore. He shall be missed.
Best Original Score: Yeah! Howard Shore! Honestly, the Rohan theme alone deserved an award, never mind the Hobbit theme, the main theme, and the cool-but-evil-euphonium solo that begins The Fellowship.
More on Best Song: Eugene Levy and Cathrine O'Hara. Performing at the Oscars. Even better, perfroming Kiss at the End of the Rainbow. Even better? They kissed at the right part!!! Oh yeah. ^___^
And my Dad like Belleville Rende-vous, from 'Triplets'. I win yet again.
...Into the West just won the Oscar. I suppose I can live with that. At least it wasn't one of the boring Cold Mountain songs. Ick.
Randomly: I suppose LOTR deserved Best Adapted Screenplay, simply because I didn't hate the movies. Unlike the books...]
[Edit #2: Just got home from Dad's. And now...
Best Picture: LoTR WINS BEST PICTURE! WHOO! 'Fantasy' is a good 'F' word, Mr. Jackson. ^_^
The hobbits are on stage. This makes me randomly happy. And they thanked the fans. Nice, dudes.]
Sunday, February 29, 2004
12:30 p.m.
[This is You Life]
music: Airport Song- Guster
Lately I'm inclinesd to disagree with 'Fight Club'. Everything is static, nothing is falling apart. Instead, everything is hyper-aware of itself, and not only staying together, but multiplying until, rather than laying in ruins, everything is turning into one giant swirl of static and sameness.
I'm thinking about borrowing someone else's life, just for comparison. Does everyone else feel this empty for no reason?
Friday, February 27, 2004
09:35 p.m.
[Get Busy Livin' or...]
music: Bohemian Like You- Dandy Warhols
In an antonishing piece of irony, Andrea Klassen posted the appplication for her second university, the day after she was accepted by her first.
I = pathetic
I don't know if I've ever mentioned it here, but my love for the movie Shawshank Redemption is surpassed by very few things. Every time I wonder what it is about the movies that entrances me so, I just have to find TIm Robbins and Morgan Freeman. I find it sort of odd that you don't like the movie, C. To each her own, I suppose.
I get potstickers for dinner. Mmm, potstickers.
Christiana is going to kill me when she sees her birthday card.
I want to write tonight. Someone should come online. Yup...
Thursday, February 26, 2004
09:47 p.m.
[Oh. Well. Shit, then.]
music: FMA Ending Theme (acoustic)
Katelynn, episode 20 of Full Metal Alchemist is out. And it's making me wail/whimper/tear up/rock back and forth. It's Episode seven quality. And did I mention the mojor cliffhanger ending? Yeah, there's that, too. Christ...
Yeah, so the blog is now redone. Sorry Eowynn. I tried to compromise on this layout so it would look good on my craptastic moniter (800 x 600 resolution) and everyone else's. I came off better but hey, it is my blog.
Carleton guys called today. At nine. When I'd been gone for half an hour. Sigh. Wanted to know what classes I was taking and what my final marks were. And (dum da dum...)
Andrea is now a very Happy monkey. Still goign to apply to Kings (deadline=this weekend) but I'm now doing it more to see if I can get in. Just for the hell of it, you know.
School continues to suck halfheartedly, though drama is now fun again. (Mr. Stockton = new dramatics teacher with leprechaun shoes) C turned 18 the other day, and in a break with tradition did not go drinking. There may, however, be CSI dvds this weekend. This excites me, for I worship at the temple that is the temple of Greg.
Fiction Press has begun the eating of the soul lately. It turns out that there are a lot of good writers our there. For every, oh, 50 pieces of unreadable, mind-scarring horror, there's one fic that's of such quality that it makes you weep. Not that bad of a ratio, actually.
It is now time to worship at the templ of Greg again, as I missed half of CSI when Mum called to tell me I got into Uni. (in an "Oh, by the way..." sort of way X_X)
Have just discovered that I've had the television on the wrong channel for the last hour, and missed half of the stuff Mum wanted me to tape. Oops.
You know The Onion? That satirical newspaper I read? Here's another reason to love them (Click the link, you know you want to. It shall provide giggles. Giggles I say!)
In the same vein, go look at this. Then read the Queen of Wands archives. More giggles will ensue. ^_^
And finally, here's something I gacked from Kay. It's another one of those text surveys, but you fill it out for whoever you get it from. And you know, people who know me, if you fill it out for me, I will for you...
01. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
Kay. For you see, I always call you Kay, which is not your real name. And i am really uncreative. ...I could always call you "The Creator of the Christopher and All His Bitches Theory", though.
02. How long have you known me?
Hm, I suppose it's about a year that we've really chatted or is it? I'm really bad with dates. Anyway, it's been long enough to get to know you.
03. When and how did we first meet?
We write for the same fandom and a chain of fancy mutual appriciation and AIM downloading led to you chatting to me and then... well, the rest is history.
04. What was your first impression?
"Ah! The cool girl, who writes really really well from Fanfic.net is talking to ME! ~joygasm~"
05. Do you still think that way about me now?
It's only gotten worse, Kay. ^_^
06. What do you think my weakness is?
You're too hard on yourself. You're about 20 000 times more awesome and talented then you think you are.
07. Do you think I'll get married?
You and Mi-Chan are still planning on it, right? And I'm invited to the wedding, right?
08. What makes me happy?
Aprons. ^_^ Also juice, slash, and (I think) talking to me.
09. What makes me sad?
Stupid/ignorant people, and maybe when the people around you are down.
10. What reminds you of me?
Aprons, juice, national holidays, Ewan McGregor, strawberry gummies. X/1999, slash, EW, etc.
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
A snuggle. But, barring that, Canadian film.
12. How well do you know me?
Sometimes better than most of the people I hang with face-to-face.
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
Actually, you know a few things about me that most of my friends don't. (I'm getting around to it...)
14. Do you think I could kill someone?
No.
15. Describe me in one word.
Fun.
16. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger, weaker, or staying the same?
Stronger. I hope.
17. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
Already have, dude. ^____^ ~hugs~
18. Are you going to put this on your live journal and see what I say about you?
It's a pitas.com account. But otherwise, yeah.
Ok, that's far too much entry-writing for one night. CSI beckons. And I go to it, like the little pion I am.
Thursday, February 26, 2004
08:13 p.m.
[Testing 1 2 3...]
I test. Oh yes I testy well do. Me.
Collaborators: C Sam Katelynn Mel Kay
Critique: with reveiws with e-mail at DeviantArt
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