You know what we’re talking about: things that, for no good reason, you enjoy having around, being around, or doing. We thought this thread would make a nice antidote to all the kvetching on the discussion thread.
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Reading Ripley’s Belive it or not! I cannot put down those books and I know they don’t have much information that would be useful someday, but I find those books irresistable!
And considering how much information in them is probably false…and that I have the same problem…
I like pi. I also like pie.
I have a friend who likes chocolate.
I absolutely adore my lines in the play. I’m running out of superlatives to explain how loudly crisp they are. “If the answer is right, who cares if the question is wrong?” And then there’s the rant on how important numbers are. “How could you have tea for two without the two? Or three blind mice without the three? And how could you sail the seven seas without the seven? If you had high hopes, how would you know how high they were? And did you know that narrow escapes come in different lengths? Would you travel the whole world wide without ever knowing how wide it was? And how could you do anything at long last without knowing how long the last was? Why numbers are the most beautiful and valuable things in the world…” And many other similar lines that I don’t feel like typing. They suit me perfectly.
I don’t know if this was what the GAPAs intended for this thread- around the time the topic went to Death, I left the discussion thread. Oh well. I hope it’s not too far off topic.
First post?
Chocolate covered almonds (yum) and my teddy bear.
For no good reason? How about with good reason? The above have good reasons. I think.
This thread was my idea, but I see three other people have already posted. Here’s my contribution:
In my kitchen I have a set of metal measuring cups that I use in cooking. They are different sizes: 1 cup, 1/2 cup, 1/3 cup, and 1/4 cup. Three of them are of similar design, steep-walled and shiny stainless steel, with soldered- or welded-on handles. Years ago, though, the 1/3-cup measure from that set came apart in the dishwasher, so I replaced it with one from a different set. It looks completely different: dull aluminum, shallow with sloping walls, and a handle riveted on instead of welded. When I stack the measuring cups, it doesn’t fit with the others and needs to be set aside in a place of its own. It’s older than the others and has picked up a couple of dents along the way, too.
That 1/3-cup measure is my TOWIAUF. I like seeing it and enjoy using it. I’m always thinking up reasons to measure things out in third-cup quantities. I’ll go down to the kitchen in the morning and say to myself, “I could really go for a third of a cup of oatmeal for breakfast.” Then, when it comes time to pour the milk, a quarter of a cup is never quite enough, but half a cup would be much too much, you know. So I reach for–you guessed it.
Silly, isn’t it? Like Dumbledore and his socks. (I like socks, too.)
Oh, fun. Hmm, there are tons of books… but I’ll leave that to the books and reading thread. The television program, Sunday Morning, on cbs sunday mornings. It’s nice, and doesn’t focus on all the expletive that happens every weeks. Sleeping in. Old, soft tee shirts. Chocolate (of course), Towels :). And club soda. Cotton candy ice cream. Seeing plays. Listening and singing along to showtunes (yes, I am such a dork and proud of it) Math(as long as it’s not too repetitive or frustrating) Random facts. Ok, I’ll let someone else have a turn.
2 – I have this unusual fondness of pi too.
isnt this a you know youre addicted to x when y thread in disguise? well, anyhoo.
4-speaking of measuring cups, i have this really cool one. its like a really big spoon, but theres this thing inside it that comes up and down so you can adjust the size of the stuff that fits in it. trust me. its cool.
4-Oh, Dumbldores’s socks! i’d forgotten bout that! *bursts into tears at the mention of dumbledore*
I have an unnatural fondness for buying adorable school supplies. These awesome pencil bags and clear plastic folder-type things from Japan at a bookstore I go to…also pens and pencils.
(4) I have ltos of objects like that!
My current TOWIAUF is my dinosaur pencil set. I got it off the bargain rack at Target. It’s a set of 12 multi colored dinosaur pencils with raptors, stegasaurouses(stegasuari?) and triceritopses on them. It also came with a pencil sharpener with a t-rex on it and two really cool erasers. One is a bright blue triceritops and one is a bright green stegasaures and they both having moving legs. I am always really excited when my pencil gets dull because then I get to sharpen it using my t-rex sharpener. And when I make a big mistake, I can hardly contain my glee at having to erase it. It’s really true, I’m not making this up. I really like my dinosaur pencils.
I am unreasonably fond of penguin socks. I have a couple pairs, and I wear them quite alot.
Cheese.
Good idea! An especially good idea for me. The following may seem really silly, but please forgive me. I am an hsp *sigh*.
Often, I see personalities in objects, or feel sad when they look sad. For example, when we were getting rid of (oh no! *sob* they feel un-loved!) two old monitors that we didn’t have any twers for, we took them to the local dump where they have a recycling center. As we were about to drive off, I looked back, and they looked really sad! So I got out of the car and went back and patted them on their heads, and comforted them that somebody who could really use them would get them. Anyways, I just like objects that “normal” people might find strange. Anybody else an hsp?
The HAWK
PI(E)! I LIKE PI(E)!!!! pi/e!
Mythbusters.
Choklit.
Mythbusters&Choklit.
Also, freshly sharpened pencils. With good erasers. Can’t help myself around them, Igrab them all than waste hours trying to think of something to write with them.
Well, maybe not hours. But close.
My TOWIAUF is my computer mouse. It was quite a bit of money, but worth it. I have a Mac, so I wanted a two-button mouse for computer games, and figured, hey if I’m going to get a two-button mouse, I might as well get a cool one. It’s black and orange and is perfectly hand-shaped. I can also crank up the sensitivity so when anyone else tries to use it, it goes crazy on them.
4- You could always measure out three 1/3 cups instead of 1 cup.
13- I used to have a chart that had all the names of all my stuffed animals on it, and I made sure I slept with every one of them in turn. I was scrupulously fair. But when I got past eighty, and only had half my twin bed to myself, I had to get rid of some of my less favorites, and all my fairness trickled away and now I only sometimes sleep with any of them. I’m not sure that’s what you’re talking about, but I used to feel sorry for the clothes that I didn’t wear much.
I’m fond of a lot of things, but am I unreasonably fond of any of them?
Words. I am fond of words. And I’m mildly addicted to chocolate. Meaning I don’t suffer withdrawal symptoms if I don’t eat it, but I crave it an awful lot.
Ice cream, and spaghetti. HOMEMADE spaghetti.
Little boxes.
Long games that I never get to play, like Risk or D&D.
Oooooo yes. I am unreasonably fond of little boxes. My dad just got back from Colorado, and he got me a little box. It has a heart on the bottom, and is hard to open. Me and my mom were stumped on how to open it, until she figured out that you slide the lid along. Simple! I am also unreasonably fond of cool blankets. As in cold. And of bed. I have to do too much, so I am always tired.
2, 14 – There seem to be a lot of us.
19- YESSSSSSS!!! Pi(e) is like the most awesomest thing ever!
Being polemical on american blogs.
21- Whats wrong with swiss blogs then?
I for one, am unreasonably fond of birds of all varieties, lemmings, musk oxen, Gerry/Lee Durrell, in-jokes, Quebec, swimming, hang-gliding, foil fencing, camp, and H2G2.
Naruto. The Internet. Hot chicks.
22-Apparently, it’s less fun to be polemical on them.
I’m also very fond of diversional news stories. Example: the Giant Rabbit man being sent to North Korea, Chirac and his ministers needing a bathroom break (greatest, greatest, greatest French in-joke ever to be seen in politics ever), and NASA cock-ups. I also am inordinately and unreasonably attached to Nunavut and the fact it should totally declare independence and create a new bonded state with Kalaallit Nunaat.
I’m unusually fond of my school’s auditiorium. and light booth. and high places. and catwalks of auditoriums. and roofs.
and various books, and chocolate
I’m sure many other things as well.
Things of which I am unreasonably fond (again, still, more):
My duct tape purse- I almost brought it to school today, to carry like one tiny thing, but it was kind of difficult to carry with my backpack, and it’s big. But I was looking for excuses to bring it in awhile.
I can’t live without They Might Be Giants music. I miss my iPod in school. I’m probably going to start bringing it in again, but I don’t want to lose it.
I suppose people would go on the relationships thread, and anyway, thinking about that would ruin my current happiness.
There was a play meeting today, one of the reasons I’m happy. Another was seeing friends at the high school I haven’t talked to for the longest time.
And I actually survived spring pictures.
And a day was added to spring break.
And the bad things that happened today were more like wanting Robert to shut up, or to give me my stuff back, then like people ignoring me or being mean.
It was warm today, though.
Things I Am Unreasonably Fond Of:
Pencils
Animal Crossing
MiB
more later.
dude.
26: Yay, I love auditoriums!
I also have a thing for socks. Pretty much all the socks I own are the novelty type. I have striped toe socks, Spongebob socks, ducky socks, Happy Bunny socks…tons of socks!
28- I love animal crossing, but I never play anymore. I’m super rich in that game, too. I have over a million bells in the bank.
30- Ooh, I love those fuzzy socks made of whatever manmade fiber (micro- polyester or something) they make them out of. You know what I mean. Ok, maybe you don’t. Forget it.
17-Um, I was actually talking about two old computer monitors. But I have a lot of stuffed animals. I will count them soon and report on the actual count. But I never made out that kind of a plan. Good idea, though. My bed is pushed into the window-cove (the inside of a dormer window) and we had to get a bookcase and put it at the end of the cove to hold them all.
The Stuffed Animal-loving HAWK
16- i have a copperhead. oh…. right. you probably dont know what that is. its a razer copperhead. mines red. google it. they’re awesome. beat that! i guess my computer.
17-ooh! i love making pasta. that means like takeflour, put egg in it, put it through machine. not take out of bag, put in water.
I am unreasonably fond of:
— my friends, of course!
— this blog
— my English class
— hugs
— Crawlspace Eviction, a beloved improv troupe that seriously makes my heart sing with unlimited joy
— Javier
— procrastinating
— the smilies on Gmail Chat
— my notebook
— cursing in a friendly way
— Cheap-Ass Games
— socks, especially knee socks or fuzzy ones
— night
— summer
— teasing my teachers
— The Onion
— memories. Oh, God, do I love memories and reminicing.
— this picture of my hand decorated in stickers and paint (long story)
— The Radisson
— my friends’ arms
— New Years
— Thai kicks
— beating up my martial arts instructor
— arnis
— Reefer Madness!
— Shakespeare
— coffee, especially from the vending machine
— in-jokes
*sigh*
I am unreasonably fond of green. My room is green, by backpack is green, my binders are green, and i try to wear something green every day. I am also unreasonable fond of books, and my teddybear(s). I have two bears, a bunny, and two small bears, one two turtles, one small, two dogs, one huge one normal sized, and an ugly doll.
I am unusually fond of the the Chronicles of Narnia and Muse. (Has anybody said that yet? I don’t belive so.
)
34-the onion!!! w00t.
I like video games that have “make your own” functions. I find them immensly interesting.
However, why Final Fantasy 7 is so ridiculously popular is a mystery for the ages.
25- Why? Do you Live In Nunavut or Greenland?
I must ask, does everyone else have a kitchen drawer full of weird little nik-naks that they never use?
I am irrationaly obsessed with learning the capitals of the world. I know pretty much all of them, but I can’t keep the small islands straight. aarrgghh!!!! Driving me CRAZY!
Rock climbing, tree climbing, and lately SCUBA diving.
Muse
Factoids
Watching karma in action
COWS! (like you wouldn’t have guessed)
Nillybuckbucks.
What’s a nillybuckbuck?
See https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=5550#comment-378159 .
Isn’t that what Kokonilly derived her name from? Let me click that link and find out if it’s the one where she explains what a nillybuckbuck is.
Yup. Yup, it is.
Latin.
Tenrecs, Svalbard (an island north of Norway), myths, foraminifera, and Alice in Wonderland
39-My family owns Cold Hell Island, off Baffin. My great-grandfather quite literally won it off a man in a bar. It’s a nature preserve, and I grew up there. I miss it so much sometimes.
43-Ah, Svalbard! Nice place.
22: Swiss people either share my views or are more succesfull at defending their points of view.
44- Cool!
44-wow. coolness
44 sweeto! i want an island
I am unreasonably fond of music. I honestly get withdrawl symptoms if I don’t listen to music for a long time. I also spend way, way too much money buying new music.
44- that’s awesome! he won an island? very nifty.
33-Absolutely I know what a Copperhead is. I have a Razer Krait. They make such cool stuff…*drool*
Ah..and I’m also unreasonably fond of European countries. They know how to live over there…
44- Could you, by any chance, refer me to that man in the bar? If he has any islands left? *is hopeful*
– my stop watch (almost always with me)
– my tape measure (ditto)
– industrial shelving (not the kind you buy at Home Depot but the nifty bins and hangers Home Depot uses to display its wares)
– chopsticks (so many uses, including prying English muffins out of the toaster)
– steno pads (something about the size and weight and the line down the middle)
– origami books (I have several dozen)
– cat toys
– percussion instruments, especially handmade traditional items
– a glass horse about 8″ tall I found at my grandmother’s. No one seems to know anything about it, but it captured my imagination at a very early age. I even wrote a song about it.
Tortoises.
50,53-It was around the time of the Second World War. My great-grandpa was a Romanian traveling doctor, an orphan, and a fantastic card- and dice-game player. He had nineteen children (all of whom have different mothers [some of whom, the mothers, are/were married to different men], we have VERY interesting family reunions), and made some important discoveries on Riley-Day syndrome, as well as speaking seven languages. He disappeared at around age seventy-three into Yemen, and we think he died. We think. (After all, his oldest son, my grandpa, is ninety-three and still enjoys skiing and hang-gliding.)He didn’t really know much about the island, but decided to move there with his wife and kid (my grandpa). I was there, being raised with my uncle Nassime and a tutor, a Haitian guy (an ex-con, I found out a few years ago) who, when I made a mathematical error, used to say, “Wong, wong, wong!”. I used to like snowshoeing there. And my lemmings, as well as the hundred-odd animals I used to have. I know people think of Canadians’ attitudes to wildlife to be more about clubbing baby seals, but I used to read to mine.
Sorry about that.
Do you know why it is still in the family? We can’t sell it. Nobody wants it. You can’t pay people to take it off our hands. Also, it’s convenient to be able to have both a Canadian and US passport. Cold Hell is my major TOWIAUF. I am prepared to bet the rent that if we declared sovereignty, Canadians around the world would cheer.
56- I’ll buy it!! Then I’ll live there and be happy.
Also:
Oranges. Not just eating, but they feel nice in your hand when you hold them. I lke tossing them up in the air and catching them, and if you drop them you can still eat them without trying to eat around a huge bruse like you do with apples.
And another filled with jolly ranchers. Yum.
Sorry, our hotel had a huge baskit filled with oranges.
56-how much does it cost>?
and i have an idea for you. donate it to thepiratebay.
they want an island. but it needs to have sovereignty. they could handle it though. and they would probably give you at least 20thousand bucks for it. linky!
[Link snipped, but the site is called buysealand.com]
56 i want an island!!! gimme gimme!!!
I’m so confused- why are people talking about islands?
I like stormy weather. I like hugs. I love hugs. Hugs are life. Hugs are substance.
But hugs hurt. They creep people out. Sometimes, even if hugs are what you live for hugs are what kill you. So hugs are bad.
Oh, and I also love apologizing as stupid at that may be. Just a heads up so no one gets annoyed when I am saying sorry all the time and for stupid things. Like what I’m saying right now. This is stupid- so s-o-r-r-y!
Things of which Otzi is unreasonably fond (part one)
Historical Biographies
Art class
Choklit
Sushi
Used bookstores
Sunny days
Jimi Hendrix’s music
Writing
Expensive pens
Lara bars
Really nice journals
Newspaper
Getting clean clothes back from the laundry
Lacrosse
biking
Spirit Week (and dressing up crazily in general)
Jeans
Walking in the rain
Pretty much books in general
World Peace
Singing
Space exploration
Monty Python
YouTube
SmartCars
Comedy
Select people
Spring
Summer
Fall
Winter
Politics
Horses
Sports in general
Muse
MuseBlog
…
My family has an Island! In the Canadian San Juans. It’s beautiful…
Fellowmuser will stop talking in third person now.
Okay. That was annoying.
Otzi, do you happen to go to a school where everybody is obsessed with what high school they are going to? ‘Cause if so, I think you attend my school. We are OBSESSED with Spirit Week.
‘Mostly Harmless’.
63 – My school is obsessed with spirit week too. It actually creates more problems than it solves, pitting different grades against each other, which makes hatred and revenge grow in between them.
queenie J- your family is awesome. What language did you mention you spoke again?
58-Technically, due to the fact that some people really like to write freak wills, it would be illegal to sell it. Also, it’s going to melt in a few years, so I think we’ll keep it and then maybe bottle the water.
62-Ah! They’re really nice.
Michif.
pound cake dipped in chocolate. more than 2 bites and you explode, but totally worth it!
this might sound kind of weird but i like oprah. she can be so wierd sometimes and its really obvious when shes mad about something because she dosnt hug very hard. am i wierd or what
WIERD IS COPYRIGHTED. BY ME.
I’ll admit it: I’m a fanfic junkie. Harry potter, Sherlock Holmes, and POTC are my favorite fandoms. My favorite pairings are: CedricFleur, DracoHermione and HarryDraco as well as SherlockWatson and Sparrington. (And not the stupid, adolescent over-graphic romance fics that are all to common. There is actually good writing in some fandoms- particularly Sherlock Holmes- if you are willing to look for it) MARY SUE MUST DIE!!!!!
AKKK!!! I MIXED UP to, too and two!!!! *hides in shame*
Sorry, this is irrelevnt, but it is like the only thread I can post on that I have discovered so far! When I scroll down to the bottom of the Pie Isle thread, or the Ask the Gapas thread, and some others, there is no leave-a-comment box, so I can’t post! Help! (And, also, can someone who CAN post go on the pie isle thread and inform Captain Necromancer why I won’t be there for a while?)
I pretty much run on my ballet lessons.
I just came to this thread, and I don’t have time to read all the posts, but I’ll probably think of tons more later!
arguing! OMG I ♥ arguing. I don’t know why. But I argue with friends, enemies, teachers (ouch…). And I positively thrive on debating in SS.
But nooooooo!!!!! I have to get saddled with the best debate topic (nuclear weapon abolishment in the U.S.) and the worst teamates (Two lazy prats who let me do a good 75% of the work and one comeplete idiot with a fear of public speaking). I mean: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We had the winning side of the arguement (yes, we need to get rid of them) and we still lost!!!!!!!! It went like this:
teamate 1: mumblemumble proliferation problems mumble mumble need to get rid of them.
teamate 2: Uh…. nuclear…. weapons… uh………. burn… aaahm….. mumble mumble mumble…… ah… uh melt the er…. yeah.
teamate 3: yeah. um. the annual cost of nuclear weapons in the U.S. is about 20 times as much as the estimated 10-year cost of [instert about 15 global humanitarian efforts and global elimination of all this bad stuff].
*oponents can’t really rebutt much due to mumbling but beat us into dust anyway*
me:*rebuttals*
teamates 1+3: ok, i’ll go up then you go up, then 2, you go up and say this, and this and this.
me: rrrgh!
*we lose the debate*
sorry. just had to get that off my chest.
Was that post spam?
I did just zap a piece of camouflaged spam, yes. The comment was suspiciously generic, but the “smoking gun” was the Web link in the signature. On MuseBlog, only Administrators and spammers have linked names.
What kind of generic posts does one find on MuseBlog?
There’s a whole genre of spam that uses common phrases, “I’m so glad I found this blog,” “good comment,” or “thank you.” In fact, a comment you just wrote on the random thread, “that sounds interesting,” fits the bill. Single word posts (“hi,” for example), even single smileys sometimes show up, too, though we haven’t seen many of those recently. At some time or other, MBers have said similar things.
Cuddling.
Yoghurt. Legal pads. Yarn. Walking outside barefoot. Musty books. Hoarfrost. Being upside-down. Johnny Cash. Poulenc. VHS tapes. Web 1.0. Old leather. Strawberries. Fire. Deja-vu. Rabbits. Tolkien. Valleys under snowy mountains.
Transistor radios. Typewriters. Biplanes. Ice cream sodas. Black and white movies. Old newsreels. The jitterbug. Clark Gable.
Why, yes, I do wish it was 1945, whyever do you ask?
Late night phone calls. Hiking. Making tents out of sheets and a rope strung between two trees in summer. Reading in those tents. Gardening. Being outside. April. May. Cinnamon. Cloves. Allspice. The Atlantic. Dry heat. Humid cold. The scent of decaying leaves. Laying down in endless fields. Camping in March.
Tardigrades. Garlic. Books.
Staring at the sky. Hugging people. Spirals. Cloves.
Walking barefoot on drying mud. (The kind that’s not gooey, but feels kind of like you’re walking on firm leather upholstery. If that makes any sense whatsoever. It’s awesome though.)
The smell of snowdrops (the flower).
Getting that tiny drop of sweet liquid from honeysuckle.
Being kissed on the cheek by a good friend or lover.
People’s individual smells. (Not B.O., but people’s scents, both natural and what they always smell like, such as a certain perfume or cigar smoke.)
The smell of woodsmoke at night.
Waking up in a canvas tent and watching the patterns of leaves dance over the fabric in the morning light.
Crispy sheets in the summer, soft ones in the winter.
Having your face cold and the rest of your body warm while sleeping in the winter.
Playing a tune or singing a song that you love and do well
Playing or singing music for yourself and the sky, and no one else.
Sitting on a porch during a summer thunderstorm, then riding your bike through the puddles afterward.
Being able to reconnect instantly with old friends.
Being enthusiastically greeted by friends or acquaintances.
Laughing uncontrollably.
Beautifully presented/plated foods.
Thin but delicious soup broth, especially in Thai food.
The color black.
The color gray
Dead trees
When clouds completely cover the sky but the sun is still really bright so it looks like the entire sky is glowing
This.
Exactly.
Y U so awesome? <3
I guess Y U is pretty awesome, come to think of it…
Simple pseudogeometric figures are pretty.
Yes…yes…follow in my footsteps, my son….
OH NO
My dad’s on museblog. *runs and hides*
Tea. Life. Writing. Shakespeare. J.K. Rowling.
Singing. Playing the piano. Playing the clarinet. Acting strange. Making my friends laugh. The color black. My Beethoven doll. Blood. Rain. Thunderstorms. Flowers. Photography. Manual focus. Digital watches (I have six digital watches. ^_^). Military time. Notebooks. Books. Coffee. Green tea. Chocolate. Listening to music (any music. As long as it’s not rap, screamo, or heavy metal). Swimming. Floating on my stomach on the surface of the water with my face underwater and my goggles on, listening to the muffled sounds and watching the light ripple at the bottom of the pool. People-watching. Bookstores. Libraries. The color red. Random small objects, like figurines. Puzzles. Riddles. Cats. Lollipops. Stoned Wheat Thins (yum!). Arguing with my friends about nothing. Teasing my friends about their significant others. Spicy foods. The beautifully rich sounds that come out of a cello when it’s being played by a competent musician. Tying knots in things. Untying knots. Scarves. Hats. Shoelaces. The smell of new books. The smell of old books that you find in libraries. Skinny jeans. Hoodies and oversized jackets. Kicking teddy bears. Sitting on the floor. Green tea frappuchinos from Starbucks. Apple cider.
…there’s more, but my fingers are tired. XD
Stoned Wheat Thins? I’ve never heard of those, and somehow I get the feeling that they’re probably not Wheat Thins that have had stones thrown at them (even though that’s what I’m getting a mental picture of), so what are they?
They’re an exceptionally delicious brand of crackers.
I think the wheat is ground by stones or something.
Hm. I’m sure I’m not the only person who thinks first of a different definition for “stoned”.
You’re not, and “stoned wheat thins” conjures up interesting mental images if one is in the right frame of mind.
I must admit, you’re not.
My reaction was something along the lines of “Wait, what?! I hope she means stone ground wheat…”
Oh, I do too.
It can make a very interesting mental image.
big white clouds in a huge sky on a cool day of the short season between winter and spring. also know as today!
1. Birthday cake
2. Little babies
3. Reading
4. Magazines
5. Band
Cuddling. Cheez-its. Singing. Milk. Pockets. Typewriters. Japanese soda bottles with marbles in them. . Chai tea lattes. Frozen custard. Show tunes. Trash magazines. Hats. Pom-poms. Almond paste. Bubble tea. Holding hands. Dramatic lighting. Eyelashes. Butterfly kisses. Touching noses. Shadow. Cashmere. Capes. Salt. Rice noodles. Cerise. Algebra. Adorable Japanese commercial products. The smell of snow. Snow itself. Swinging in the summer and feeling romantic. Bridges. Bubble chairs. Egg chairs. Things hanging from the ceiling. Swimming. Ponds. Tapirs. Giddy crushes. Gum. Haircuts. The bubbles on standardized tests. Smoke. Tortilla chips. Well-made beds. Wind. Sky. Whipped cream. Moments. Kisses. Yarn. Sky. Frost. Oversized sweaters. Shared clothes. Chivalry. Duets.
RAMUNE <3 I have so many of those marbles. They are the prettiest.
I know. I love Ramune soda.
Let me just repeat: bubble tea.
Metal lunchboxes. Lunch pails. Raincoats. Rain boots with faces on them, like frogs or ladybugs. Charcoal (the color).
My cast of 13 The Musical. I LOVE YOU ALL.
Loriciferans. The color ultraviolet. The color violet. The color green. Pillows with interesting and awesome pictures on them (No, I don’t have a tardigrade pillow, why do you ask?). The color green. The color htun. Christmas tree worms. Muse, though that, of course, is not unreasonable. Things that can fit into your hand. Biology. Soft things. Holding/touching frozen peas (Why? I really don’t know. They just feel nice.). The Quibbler (Google it for several great online versions).
Model United Nations ♥
The end credit theme music from Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Rain. Glass knitting needles. Crotcheted models of the characters in Star Trek. Orangina. Punching bags. Drawing epic graphic novels in the margins of your humanities notes. Sudoku. The war of 1812. Models of clipper ships. Modeling clay. Vivaldi. Ballroom dancing. Sewing fancy 1800’s-style dresses with lots of sparkles and ribbons and wearing them in public. Radishes. Kite-fighting. Painting you nails different neon colors and watching them blur as you play the violin really fast. New violin strings. The smell of old books. Window seats (not as in on a plane, but as in the nice cushiony thing on the extended windowsill overlooking a hillside leading to a trail in the woods). Staring at strangers until they start to twitch. Wiggling your ears. Terrifying yourself by looking over the side as you walk across the Golden Gate Bridge and being buffeted by wind. Clam chowder.
You like the War of 1812?
Which one? I first think of the 1812 French invasion of Russia, perhaps because of the 1812 Overture, though it’s probably the Anglo-American one that most people would think of.
I suppose she could mean that she likes reading or studying about it, not the fact that people were killed in a war.
SFTDP and probably because of War and Peace. I haven’t read many lengthy novels about the Anglo-American War of 1812.
No, no, the overture! Sorry, I was thinking about the Iran-Iraq war at the time I typed that.
I’d buy one of those dresses from you.
And by the way, you’re really cool. It will probably take me ages to make a Victorian dress for my Halloween costume, senior year.
You’re only allowed to wear Halloween costumes when you’re a senior at SHS. Everyone always wears short and tight dresses so I thought I’d love to be a Victorian lady. And I’m a freshman, so this is thinking ahead.
MuseBlog – how could I forget? Then again, I don’t really see my obsession with/addiction to MB as being unreasonable…
MissingNo.!
And M’ Block. And Bad Egg.
And h Poke. And .4. And A. And a. And LM4. And PkMnaPkMnfPkMnk. And Glitcherino. And… I should probably stop now.
Cephalopods
Yes. Yes.
…Cuttlefish…
Pi. Pie. Running around like a lunatic with my friends in the rain. Warm summer nights. Freshly mowed lawns. Finding snakes under stones. Baxter State Park. The Rock. Having pine needle contests. Kayaking. Saving dying dragonflies from dying. Dragonflies. Snow. Catching frogs. Newts. Hiking to Big/Little Niagra falls (not the real Niagra (sp?) Falls). Chocolate. Mint. Harry Potter. Reading Twilight aloud in various ridiculous voices. FFX. Books.
Getting my medium-format film photos developed. Pi!!! Tea with honey and lemon. Spring rain. Putting away winter coats. The color teal. Friends who you’ve known for a few hours that you feel like you’ve known forever. JCL. My dog. Freshly sharpened pencils. When math problems work out perfectly. And squids. Definitely squids.
Tigers! And dogs.
Trains.
Pride and Prejudice.
Sheet music!!!!!! (I just got some for P&P and Wicked!!)
OH my god where did you get music for Pride and Prejudice?!
A flamablamablous music store in NYC called The Colony. They have a website: www. Colony Music .com.
NO WAY
I’VE BEEN THERE
WHOAH
KOKONVENTION ACROSS TIME AND SPACE
I lover sheet music! I love walking into a music store with lots of piano/keyboards and sheet music and just staying there all day playing and singing.
POKEMON. Although I might have a reason. What was it again??
Sitting in my closet with my eyes closed and all the lights turned out and waving my hand in front of my face and I tell you I CAN SEE IT. Creeeeeeepyyyyyyyy…
Making up nicknames for random characters in random TV shows that I may or may not have actually seen. First it was Dragonball Z. Then it sort of spread.
Speaking as either my favorite character of the moment or one of my characters. Preferably Mesfyel.
Creating various pictures of the Muses having an all-out PIE WAR.
Drawing awesome Japanese-anime-style people.
Talking excitedly with intelligent and polite people who are equally as enthusiastic as you about something you are mutually interested in.
And the related feeling that you have found your people and you belong.
Buttons.
The kind that holds things together, or the badge-like thing?
Both, but I was referring to the former. (I do own a great number of the latter, but I prefer the actual kind.)
Agreed.
Thirded.
Hearing book-binding crackle.
Winning pointless arguments.
Fruits without seeds.
Anything free.
People I find reading at sporting events.
Websites that do citations for you.
Winning any argument in general as well, for me at least.
The pointless ones are rather fun too, though.
I’m also feeling particularly wistful towards summer at the moment, because I am always sick of winter by March.
The smell of a fireplace on a cold winter day.
Winter sunsets and all the colorful layers they have. (Including the sea-green one)
The space shuttle.
Rosemary crisps with brie.
Puns.
106: I’m always missing winter by March. Of course, it’s technically still winter right now, but it doesn’t feel like it at all where I live.
Re: Winning Pointless arguments: I love that, and sometimes it even feels just as fun to find someone just as relentless as you, so that eventually, you have to come to a compromise about something like the difference between doors and walls (true story).
Nudibranchs! I can’t believe how beautiful they are; I’ll actually sometimes spend long amounts of time oohing and ahhing at photos of them on the Internet and printing out a few for my wall (My wall is… strange.).
I also third the cephalopods one, especially nautiluses.
Crotchets, in more than one sense of the word. Etymology. Singing. Trees. Nerdy Christmas carol parodies. The Whatchamacallit (the book, I mean, not something I can’t think of). Smoothness.
I’ll second nudibranches. And nautiluses have awesome shells.
SFTDP, but I forgot to mention the smell of peppermint, even though the whole reason I made the previous post was to mention it.
Standing around in the rain getting completely soaked, but not caring because all other human life has gone inside and it’s completely devoid of people-noise for just a few minutes, and all you can hear is the swishing of the rain.
Writing long and pointless explanations for why something happens in a piece of fiction that somebody else wrote, and actually thinking that it makes as much sense as an explanation the actual author/creator could make up, and is quite possibly the underlying reason for whatever it is.
Doesn’t that just feel great?
Yes. I love doing that. How can Carole Marsh’s mysteries be set in no specific year if a character mentions “The Olympics are happening in Torino the week of our trip.”? She never said gave the year, and several cities have hosted the Olympics more than once!
Yes, it does, especially when the piece of fiction is Harry Potter (because there are just so many opportunities for that in it, and that’s the series I’m most obsessed with).
Tea.
The fact that this thread is four years old and still alive.
I posalutely cannot stand tea.
… The fact that this thread is four years old and still alive, however, is ridiculously endearing.
-A
The Quibbler. There are several great online versions available for free if you Google it, though the one most like the real thing is unfortunately emptry.
Museblog. In-browser flash games. xkcd.
Seeing a pied post on a very old thread.
Snuggling.
Tech week.
Snuggling during tech week.
Darkness.
Snuggling in the darkness.
Wings.
Snuggling in the wings in the darkness during tech week.
IC.
Okay, here’s a list of 43 things that make me happy, to counteract my list on the Rants and Plaints thread.
1. Magazines
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2. New shoes
3. New dresses
4. Those nice days where the sky is perfectly bright blue and cloudless
5. The beaches in Florida
6. Taylor Swift
7. The Harry Potter series
8. Ceramics class
9. English class
10. Band ( We’re playing “Hey, Soul Sister, which makes me extremely happy. )
11. Bright, pretty colors
12. Those cheese twists my grandmother makes
13. Small, clean animals
14. Little babies
15. Really nice sweaters
16. Good pens
17. Half days, days when we go into school late, and days when I have no homework
18. Fruit
19. Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups
20. Freshly squeezed ( by me ) orange juice
21. My history textbook
22. Mythology
23. Sleeping late
24. Painting my nails in Sephora
25. Testers
26. My Burt’s Bees mint-flavored lip balm ( of which I recently ran out )
27. Holidays
28. Snow
29. Beatles songs, but not the depressing ones
30. Crayons, markers, and all fun art supplies
31. Bubbles
32. Clay
33. Movies
34. My sewing machine
35. New York City ( so excited for the band trip
36. MissSwann’s posts on the R&R thread
37. Actually, all MuseBloggers
38. Books ( I think I forgot to put this one after magazines )
39. Having clean laundry
40. Taking showers
41. Band camp
42. Being able to use French 1 vocabulary words in regular life ( un arbre! )
43. The little emoticons on Gmail
There’s lots more but I can’t remember them right now.
44. Pinking comments.
Have I mentioned how much I miss band?
We miss you too, Sudo.
Salt and vinegar chips
Chocolate
Strawberries *drools*
That too.
Apparently on February 27th I posted that I was fond of
“1. Birthday cake
2. Little babies
3. Reading
4. Magazines
5. Band”
Four of which appeared on the list I just posted. Apparently, I’m not too skilled at remembering what I’ve already posted.
Bookmarks, bunnies, cats, dandelions, dark chocolate, doodling, dragons, ellipses, elves, etymology, fanfiction, fantasy, garlic, glittery gel pens, hats, hoodies, libraries, llamas, ninjas, paperclips, parentheses, pi, pie, pirates, platypuses, poetry, postcards, potatoes, sarcasm, spiral-bound notebooks, stars, sushi, tea, terrible puns, time travel, towels, unicorns, werewolves, wombats, words, writing, and zombies.
Wow, in alphabetical order, no less!
Alphabetical order! I like that too!
Vitamin Water bottle wrappers. Running up the down escalator. The Who’s rock operas.
Also! Calendars, candles, penguins, salsa, and starfish!
I LOVE EVERYTHING!
45. Museums.
What if my bones were in a museum
And aliens paid good money to see ’em?
Calvin and Hobbes quotes.
Cheese is without a doubt the best substance to have ever existed on this planet, or this universe for that matter.
Cheese oh cheese you are so good!
I would wed you if I could!
But since you smell and look so nice
I shall settle for a tasty slice.
I can’t eat cheese.. It’s so good…
Enjoy your cheese, though.
Eating cereal for meals other than breakfast.
Eating other-meal foods for breakfast.
Very guilty.
I’ve had a bowl of cereal for dinner many, many times.
Opera. Grace Bumbry FTW.
Sharpening pencils. Even when they’re already sharp, I just like to keep sharpening and sharpening…
GUILTY
ALSO: CAPITAL LETTERS
Hooking my laptop up to the HDTV and surfing from the couch.
Like right now.
I’M SO JELLY
DO YOU NEED A CORD FOR THAT
WHERE CAN I BUY IT
YOU NEED CORDS
SEVERAL OF THEM MAYBE
AND IT DEPENDS ON THE TV
Y’know the connection that lets you connect to an external projector or monitor (the blue one with lots of little holes and sometimes a screw on each side)? Some TVs take that connection as well. You just need one of those cords. If you have access to a monitor (probs connected to a desktop computer), you can probably use the cord from that. If you want sound from the TV speakers, you’ll need a second cord–it’s like a regular headphone cord, but it has the connector on both ends.
You’ll have to figure out the proper “Input” settings yourself depending on the TV (mine calls it “RGB”). On the laptop side of things, figure out how to work the settings for connecting to a projector–that’s basically what you’re doing. It’s usually pretty straightforward.
But some TVs are mean, like “NO LAPTOP YOU GO PLUG YOURSELF” and then you’re out of luck.
Also, RadioShack is your friend.
Technical names:
-1 male-to-male 15-pin VGA cable (for video)
-1 male-to-male 3.5mm miniature stereo audio cable (for sound)
The longer your cables, the farther away from the TV you can put your laptop. If you don’t have an extra keyboard/mouse, then you’ll need to be able to set the laptop on your lap or a table in front of you.
Notebooks. Messenger bags. Little dolls. Necklaces. Candy wrappers. Bookmarks. Pins/buttons/whatever you want to call them. Those moving walkways in airports.Terry Pratchett and Douglas Adams books. This smiley face: XD. Fountain pens. Latin class. Roller coasters.Modern art. Masks. Crayons. Puns. Mint saltwater taffy. Dreamcatchers. Wind chimes. Being in the dark with friends around a campfire toasting marshmallow. Being happy because other people are happy. Traveling to other places for more than 3 days (without parents, preferably). The sound of church bells. Multiple exclamation points!!!!!
KA’s random list of things I am unreasonably fond of:
Nutella. Reading. Programming. S’mores. Summer camp. Summer. Harry Potter. Eragon. Calvin and Hobbes. Calvin and Hobbes quotes. Computers. Games. Computer games. Going up and down escalators and watching people stare. Walking in place the opposite direction of the escalator. Escalators. Shiny things. Florida. Interrobangs?! Sesame chicken. Smell of cut grass. Minecraft. The woods in the back of my house. Building snowmen. The touch lamp things. Cereal. Skiing.
Motion simulator rides. Especially Star Tours.
Honey Nut Cheerios.
Kingdom Hearts.
Crab.
Pokémon Ruby, Sapphire, and Emerald.
There is nothing of which I am unreasonably fond.
AL’S LIST OF THINGS THINGS I AM REASONABLY FOND OF
Raspberries. Pavlovas. Messing up the computer’s autocorrect. Oversized sunglasses. Magnets. Grammar. Making people correct their comma splice errors. Paperclips. Music. Saxophones. Rare instruments such as the subcontrabass saxophone. Googling rare instruments such as the subcontrabass saxophone. Inside jokes. X-acto pencil sharpeners you hang on the wall. Sharpening pencils with X-acto pencil sharpeners you hang on the wall. Symphony orchestras. Watching youtube videos of symphony orchestras. Pi. Memorizing digits of pi. Semicolons. Earrings. Making earrings. Band camp. Any summer camp, really. Harry Potter. Harry Potter quotes. Harry Potter trivia. Douglas Adams. Douglas Adams quotes. Terry Pratchett. Time travel. Writing. Reading. Writing fanfics. Reading fanfics. RPGs. Cats. Libraries. Books. Nicknames. Alter identities. Sarcasm. Band. Jazz band. Spending half of a jazz band rehearsal discussing undead things and how they relate to Jane Austen. Platypuses. Pie. Cake. Tuna salad. Using foods as swears. Penguins. Invisible penguins. Yelling “Cauliflower” every time Invisible Penguin walks by. Secret languages. Rutabagas. Avocados. Sci-fi. Fantasy. Notebooks. Art that my friend makes. Listing things of which I am reasonably fond. Really long posts. MuseBlog.
Picking peas and eating them right there in the garden, straight out of the pod that’s still warm from sunshine.
Today was the first day of the Summer Festival, so I thought that eating fresh veggies would be a fitting celebration. I’m quite glad my grandma has a good garden. Corn, potatoes, tomatoes, peas, lima beans, green beans, lettuce, carrots, radishes, strawberries, pears, apples, cherries, watermelon, various herbs, other things I can’t think of.
Castle. (The MBer, the show, and my house.(Yes, we call my house “The Castle”))
Wool.
Nathan Fillion. (And anything he’s in.)
Cardamom.
Ginger.
Doctor Who.
Torchwood.
Natalie Portman. (And anything she’s in.)
My dear friends, specifically the Quakers and Gamers… oh wait, that’s all of them.
Magic The Gathering. (Especially the foils and pretty art.)
Queer people.
Anarchist pacifists.
The Sims games.
Terrible chick flicks.
Licorice.
Dark chocolate.
Good books.
Anthropological texts.
Alternative medicine.
Warm fuzzy things.
Cool wet things.
Warm wet things.
FIRE.
Late-night intellectual discussion.
Coconut.
Rosetta Stone.
Sexual health.
Alternative education.
Hipsters.
Hippies.
Sage.
YES, YES, WE GET IT NOW JLYNN. YOU JUST LIKE EVERYTHING.
Yeah, pretty much.
My parents love Nathan Fillion too. Rick Castle writing is even my dad’s user picture on the family PC.
Tapirs.
YES
A few years ago, there was a tapir born at a zoo nearby. I entered a contest to name him. Eventually he was named Pat (or maybe it was Paddy?) because he was born on St. Patrick’s Day.
I thought of the Little House books’ Pet and Patty before the name Patrick.
The shape-ir of a tapir looks better on papeir.
-a weird book of rhymes I had as a kid.
Mammalabilia, perchance?
Oh, I love that book! It’s one of my favorites from when I was little. I think it’s just shape, though, not shape-ir, although I could be wrong. I also don’t remember paper being spelled that way, but who knows? It may be I’m the one remembering wrong, or that each of us has one bit wrong and one right. Either way, it’s wonderful. I rediscovered it at an online nature store and immediately got my copy out again. It’s clever.
Darren Criss?
Darren Criss.
DARREN CRISS.
Iced cappuccinos.
Ramen.