[Pages for C's FicPresent: 40- In the edit.]
[run to the past]
Saturday, July 3, 2004
11:03 p.m.
[Rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints...]
music: Authority Song- Jimmy Eat World
Mmm, time alone in my house with my computer. How I have missed this for the past week. Now if only there were someone to share my re-found freedom with.
...Anyone?
Friday, July 2, 2004
06:14 p.m.
[So Long, Sleep.]
The good news: My university day finishes at 12:25 (except on Tuesday, when it breaks for two hours, then resumes at 1:00 and ends at 3:55)
The bad news: All my classes start at 9:35, and I had no choice in the matter. Sigh.
Wednesday, June 30, 2004
11:23 p.m.
[And I Made Lemonade Out of it...]
La la la. La la. La.
Work: fine
Hanging out with Dad: fine
Accidentally catching the episode of Six Feet Under I missed twice: priceless
(But for everything else, there's Mastercard...)
Monday, June 28, 2004
11:56 p.m.
[Oh Yeah!]
Reason to jump in the air and dance.
And an even better reason.
[Edit: In the last few minutes, the Liberals have agreed to form coalition with the NDP. The ball has bounced left. Now let's see if Jack Layton gets his proportional representation.]
[Edit #2: Grad part one was pretty good and Stephen's after grad party was lotsa fun. Have to work tomorrow, but don't have to get up until 10:00. Bonus.]
Sunday, June 27, 2004
05:14 p.m.
[Vindicated!]
music: some jazz thing on the radio
So guess what I'm writing on.
Laptop Glee!!!!
That's right, dudes, I got my grad present and it's very pretty, small and has a centrino chip. I now have this awful urge to watch Hedwig and the Angry Inch on DVD, just for the helluv it.
So maybe this grad thing isn't so bad after all. (Plus, I just got $150 from relatives so there's all the Warped Tour money I should need... kekeke)
Saturday, June 26, 2004
06:13 p.m.
[I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well...]
music: Vindicated- Dashboard Confessional
I'm wearing eye makeup. Shadow, dye on my lashes and some glossy stuff on my lips. My hair is more or less 'done'. Nothing I'm wearing obviously clashes with anything else.
I feel really strange right now.
I think I'll go be all masochistic and play more Final Fantasy Tactics, which is really kicking my ass. One of my best characters just turned into a crystal. ~angsts~
Eyeshadow dust makes me sneeze.
Oh, and the new Spiderman movie is. so. emo. It's got a Dashboard theme song, and Yellowcard and Taking Back Sunday are among the contributors. AwcryemoSpideycry...
Right. Tactics. Shutting up.
But, on a final note, I still have the Breakfast song. You know, the one that goes 'they don't serve breakfast in hell'. And I'm listening to it. It's rad like waffles.
[Edit: In case you were wondering, the original point of this entry was to jump around and babble about being all done exams and talk about my first full day of work--which wasn't all that bad. Oh, and to mention Tania's party/pirate-athon. Speaking of which, C is everything ok with you and Vic, because you kept doing this weird whipery thing last night that looked like something was up. Just curious and nosy.]
Thursday, June 24, 2004
10:35 a.m.
[This delicate balance]
music: Extentialism on Prom Night- Straylight Run
I think I've figured out the problem with choosing phrases from whatever song I'm listening to to title these. They almost never line up, you see. Right now I'm half asleep and dealing with the realization that I have yet to even crack a book for my Chemistry test that I write in a couple hours. Or any test, really. English is a non-studyer and I wasn't all that thorough with Soc. Ah well. I'll pass. Or I won't. Whatever.
That sounds horrible, but what I mean is, I can pass the course by showing up and getting something like seven answers right. Granted, I'd pass witha 50. But I'd pass.
In a time of elections this column should be required reading.
Are You Damned?
Brought to you by Rum and Monkey
....right.
Taking Back Sunday's website is a pain in the ass to navigate on an 800x600 resolution. I think I shall start a blacklist of all the sites not done with us lesser peoples in mind. It's not our fault that our computers come with tiny moniters. (Man, this sounds like overcompensation.)
And for Katelynn: Eddie/Fred OTP!!!1!1
~runs off~
[Edit: I had dream last night that we bought a dinosaur. Except it just looked like a really fat puppy. I'll shut up now.]
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
04:22 p.m.
[So anyway...]
Hello Andrea,
We are so pleased to inform you that your essay "In Search of a Perfect Hero" has been selected for first prize in the 2003-2004 Great Questions Essay Contest.
We all agreed that your essay was well argued, thoughtful and spirited. We enjoyed the way that you made what could be a very complicated argument simple and very personal.
As the first place winner, your essay will be posted online to the Great Questions Web site www.greatquestions.com for other students and interested Canadians to read. You will also receive a $2,000 cash prize. We hope this goes far toward your future education.
We will be sending a more detailed letter on to you soon to explain the details. If you have any questions, do not hesitate to call.
Annie,
The Dominion Institute
....AHHHHHHH! ~dances~
Monday, June 21, 2004
07:47 p.m.
[I'll serenade Venus, I'll serenade Mars]
music: I Sing the Body Electric- Fame Soundtrack
So I got the job.
Regular income, here I come!
Saturday, June 19, 2004
02:54 a.m.
[I will not run, I will not hide when dreams and real life collide.]
music: A Dreamtime- Dogstar
Everybody Wins, by the numbers
Page Count: 40
Word Count: 23 125
Soundtrack Length: 1.1 hours
Christiana's FicPresent is done. And, after a semester of procrastination, I have my first novella. Now all that's left is the edit...
Now that's a sense of accomplishment.
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
12:26 p.m.
[Suddenly I'm Ms. Beehive, 1963]
music: Sugar Daddy- Hedwing
My hair smells like cigarette smoke, which makes me kind of glad that I'm getting it cut in half an hour.
So those of you with a fifth period spare in the library may be wondering what happened to me for the second half of the short day.
It's odd, actually. I was cleaning out my locker during TA, and the volume of stuff involved meant that my locker cleanup spilled into 5th period, which was ok, since I wasn't going to chem on the day of my final (which was pretty easy, I think). So Vic and I were cleaning up, and Brandon Marten dropped by and, after Vic ran off to class, asked if I wanted to get some food instead of going to afternoon classes. So we dragged my stuff down to my car (Had to leave Vic's books in TA because the garbage bag strated to rip, and I really hope it's all ok) and took his Tempo to McDonalds.
It was intesresting, cause Bradon's such a performer when you put him in front of a group. On his own he's pretty serious. Still funny (I got an impromptu Hedwig concert in the car) but a little less... wild. We talked a lot. About college, about families (Bradon's parents are far more screwed up than mine), about weird religious experiences, about the number of packs of cigarettes he keeps in his car (three--in different spots).
It was fun. Weird, unusual, a little bitchy, but mostly fun. This last semester's been so weird, people wise. I'm drifting away from some of the people I've known for years (no, not anyone who read this), and yet making weird connections with friendly aquaintances.
And Mum doesn't even seem to mind that I skipped because I told her flat out and it's a short day. Not bad at all.
...2 days left.
Monday, June 14, 2004
10:18 p.m.
[Inanimate Carbon Rod for PM in 2004- It won't let you down because it can't.]
music: Swing Sax (Shout and Feel it)- Swing Kids Soundtrack
Saw a version of the title on someone's livejournal userpic. I think she has a point...
Do you ever have a moment where you start to shiver, but you can't, so instead you get this shudder that travels up your spine until it hits your shoulders and you just jerk forwards? Just wondering.
Saturday, June 12, 2004
10:22 p.m.
[Inertia will Hold our Thoughts...]
music: Hole in the World- Thursday (This is a new piece of required listening for you all. Go, listen. Now.)
Still have two long answer questions to do for chem. One I can't do because I have no idea what to do (My attack plan sort of went... whoosh. And I bet I'm right, too, and C's wrong and I'll feel all silly when someone actually clues me in.) and the other? Well, it's a full lab procedure and I am not in the mood. Oh, and Katelynn? I wanna check a couple things on that review against yours. Cause a couple of the answers are just crack when set up next to what I'm getting.
Hey, didn't someone tell me they were going to be online tonight?
I'msobored.
When was the last time I drabbled in my blog? A million years ago? Doesn't that phrase 'drabble in your blog' sound sort of like could be British/Australian slang for drooling or something else embarrassing involving bodily fluids?
[/stupid musings]
I want to write a story that goes with the theme/feeling and maybe event the plot (to some extent) of the song 'Sorry About That' by Alkaline Trio, but can't find two people who I think it would work for yet. Hm...
It hasn't been that long
Since we drank to the sunset, until it was gone
And down with it went our pain and fear
As we slowly broke contact
more and more with every beer
And we passed out in each other's arms
Both admitting we'd never felt better
Never felt so warm
But awoke in each other's eyes
Without wearing a stitch of clothing
We were both deeply in disguise
And maybe I just set aside
The fact that you were broken hearted
In my own special selfish way
And if I hadn't set aside
The fact that you were broken hearted
Hell knows where your heart would be today
Maybe with me
It seems like it's been so long
Since we kissed through the darkness
Until it was dawn
Up with it came our pain and fear
That we'd already lost each other
We both knew that the end was near
Maybe I just set aside
The fact that you were broken hearted
In my own special selfish way
And if I hadn't set aside
The fact that you were broken hearted
Hell knows where your heart would be today
Maybe with me Maybe with me.
[/shameless lyrics posting]
You know, part of me wants to do it as a Frell/Ollie story--obviously without the drinking, though there could be chainsmoking and coffee, and probably without the sex, but still in the same spirit. I think it could be interesting. Other than that, I can think of a lot of people who it would be interesting to write friendship fics for with the whole 'drink through the darkness' thing. (Andrinor and Kerwyn, Darley and Kyel--the more asshole-esq version of him, Thamior and Adrienne, Cianna and Kryss... I could go on.)
You can really tell I have nothing fun or productive to do (Chem notwithstanding) when I start babbling like this, ne?
Saturday, June 12, 2004
09:26 p.m.
[You can't see the stars as well but you're near the mall...]
music: Hole in One- Desaparecidos
~growls~ I. Hate. Chemistry. And not because I have so damn much of it to do, but because C's answers don't always make sense when I'm checking against them, and then there's this one question where instead of giving you a volume, they tell you how many drops of solution someone used to titrate. Drops. Drops.
WHO THE FUCK USES DROPS IN CHEMISTRY?
...ahem.
Ok, I'm back. But I really hate chem. Especially since I still have long answer questions to do (not so bad, except for the last one, which will not get done tonight) and a band test to study for. Yes, a band test. (I can feel the all-caps lock rantiness coming on again.)
One more week and then no more chemistry for the rest of my life. What a joyous, blissful thought.
Oh, and while I'm on the subject of this next week:
Pickles, Giggles and Controversy
Toonie Theatre/Final Presentation brought to you by MHHS Drama 30
When: Friday, June 18th, 1:30pm
Where: MHHS Theatre
Why: Because I'm doing my stupid monologue as my final exam and I'll feel better with some moral support.
If you live in the city and don't have anything else going on, then you had better be there.
(pause)
I'll give you cookies...
Saturday, June 12, 2004
02:13 a.m.
[~giggles~]
music: Me vs Maradona vs Elvis- Brand New
I had to cheat a little to get this but...
Take the Dead German Composer Test!
Hugo Wolf had serious issues. He had wide mood swings and many illnesses throughout his life. His creative periods were also very sporadic, and while he constantly strove for musical perfection, he has few major works. As he grew older, his mood swings and illnesses turned to manic depression, and finally culminated in a complete mental breakdown. He was committed to the insane asylum under the impression that he was royalty, and thus didn't recall or have the facility to compose any more.
A few key works: Moerike Lieder, Goethe Lieder, Der Corregidor
Also, there was this question:
Your greatest pinnacle is?
Answer:
Uh...Mahler's college roommate? And some nice lieder.
Thursday, June 10, 2004
11:10 p.m.
[Yeah We're Good Friends, I bet, I bet...]
music: The Ballad of Sal Villanueva- Taking Back Sunday
Relistening to The Ballad of Sal Villanueva. Have realized my favourite song with Taking Back Sunday's 'new' lineup actually has John Nolan doing backup vocals. So much for moving on.
We're screwed when the new record comes out, aren't we, Katelynn?
(Though, to be fair, Fred's not a bad singer. It's just... screaming... no. Sigh.)
Thursday, June 10, 2004
09:44 p.m.
["He knew all along it was a band."]
music: Hook (acoustic)- Blues Traveller
theOtaku.com: What Forest Creature Are You?
Aw. ^'_'^ (neko-eared, wombat lookalike smiley)
Anyway, there is now only one scene left before the edits begin on C's fic. (Which won't happen until this summer. I'm so evil.) Very excited. -_\\ (Trowa smiley)
And now... time for LJ epics. Or resumes. Mrrr...
Thursday, June 10, 2004
06:39 p.m.
[We do this Cause we Care, Not for the Thrill...]
music: Woo Hoo- 5.6.7.8.'s
I hate the provincial building. It's badly laid out, over-heated, and full of people who look at you like you're stupid just because the office you're looking for isn't even in the building. Ok, so that was kind of stupid--but it wasn't my fault. Next time I'm getting real directions from Lane.
Anyway, today was one of those days where you get the feeling that school really shouldn've ended weeks ago. Chem's the only class that I'm learning anything in, since we spent all of Social eating pizza and watching Swing Kids (very good movie--Robert Sean Leonard does idealistic-yet-doomed dreamer-types so well). Though I did present my monologue to some of my drama class for the first time and got good response (from Riley, anyway, because I didn't hear anything else since he yelled "That was brilliant!" through the microphone in the sound booth), which made me really happy and relieved.
Of course, the elatedness is somewhat lessened by the fact that right before I presented I tripped over a set piece. My left leg is all sorts of interesting shades of purple right above the knee. ^__^;;
Must write up a resume tonight that doesn't suck as much as my other one.
I'm bored. Can you tell?
Want to finish Max/Cianna scene so I can write part of my LJ epic---won't write LJ epic until Max/Cianna, though, cause that pushes me to the last scene. (God, I'm not looking forward to the two edits I impose on all fics longer than 10 pages...)
Speaking of which, and I know many of you are already on, or have volunteered to be on, my beta payroll, but if anyone's interested in just reading through a roughly 40-page, Christmas-themed story with both het and slash pairings, stupid humour and recurring eggnog jokes, could you let me know? The only requirement is that you aren't Christiana. Sorry, C, but since this is your present you don't get to see that last few scenes. Gotta keep you in suspense...
Wednesday, June 9, 2004
10:06 p.m.
[As for those Things that Act as Markers in your Life...]
music: Science vs. Romance
Do you see this? This is me. Rocking. My two worst written finals are over (their multiple choice counterparts are breezes), and since I've reached that equlilbirum between paranoia over my marks and not giving a shit, Chemistry isn't worrying me. (Hint: that equilibrium favours the latter side of the equation... I'll stop punning now.)
It's so close to being over that I can taste it. It tastes like grapes---no, wait those are actual grapes. ~munches~ Oops.
Tuesday, June 8, 2004
10:39 p.m.
[Shine on Me, Baby...]
music: Sexbomb- Tom Jones (I must get over this song)
So episode 34 of Full Metal Alchemist is all that and a bag of monkeys. Go watch it. I don't care how you accomplish that feat, but one of you must because I'm gonna die if I can't talk to anyone about what just happened.
(Greed is the sex. I think I may just come to hate Lyra...)
I have exam number two tomorrow---Social Studies essay. Am very nervous that the Topic B question will suck and all my nifty UN research done in the interest of not really studying will come to naught. Ah well, it should be interesting at any rate. Just hope that it's the good kind of interesting...
Monday, June 7, 2004
09:42 p.m.
[I'm Not Coming Down...]
music: Semi Charmed Life- Third Eye Vlind Blind (where do my fingers come up with this stuff?)
So, exam did not suck. At least, I think it didn't suck. It's hard to tell with your own written work sometimes. At any rate, I'm definitely passing.
Stockton's letting me do The Monologue, which makes me rather happy, even though the one little 'f' bomb's getting cut cause it's an afternoon show. (If you aren't in on the story, I wrote about a girl trying to come out to her best friend. And this is what I'm riding my final exam mark on, ladies and gentlemen...)
Oh, and episode 34 of Full Metal Alchemist is out... not that anyone but me seems to be downloading it right now. Sort of ironic, actually, isn't it?
Saturday, June 5, 2004
03:05 a.m.
[Whoo!]
music: Oi to the World- No Doubt
~points to the top of the page~ Do you see that page count number? Do you see how it's now two pages longer?
That's because I wrote another scene. (Well, duh, Andrea.)
I feel bad for Stuart-chan now (hm, must never call him Stuart-chan again), as he's the person in this who gets the least wrap up of anyone.
Only two scenes to go to finish this rough draft. And I know I've been so slow about this, but it's such a cool feeling when I'm this close to my Andrinor and Adrienne finale scene. Because no matter what else I write, I think I'll always have a really soft spot for those two. Even if they shouldn't end up together, they're just one of those couples that's easy to root for, you know?
Max/Cianna scene next. Image song is 'Shine' by Mr. Big. I think that might make C happy.
This may never start
We could fall apart
And I'd be your memory
Lost your sense of fear
Feelings insincere
Can I be your memory
Can I be your memory...?
G'night all. ^__^
Wednesday, June 2, 2004
08:38 p.m.
[Informative Websites a la 'The Herald']
It is just me, or is the idea of a website called Dial-a-Sermon really, really weird?
Oh, and because I am a slave to online quizzes:
Which Wolf's Rain Character are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Anyone surprised by this?
...anyone?
Tuesday, June 1, 2004
09:45 p.m.
[This is a test.]
music: Star Training- Reunion Show
New blog layout. C rocks my socks.
Hardcore.
Pencil Pushers: C Sam Katelynn Mel Kay
On Paper: words letters pictures
"Mine" (c) Christiana Pillibeit, used with permission.
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