Merry October!
I fell down 24 stairs today at school. “Fell” being a euphemism for “Got pushed by an angry 12th grader.” And now I have a black eye.
Cheery way to start off the month, no?
Yay! October! My birthday’s coming up, as is the DVD release of HTTyD. SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It’s my little sister’s birthday today! I’m going to wait until it’s six o’ clock in the morning her time (we live on different sides of the country) and call her up to wish her a happy birthday!
Oh yes, the flooding here (LI) was horrible. I got to school almost twenty minutes late. You wouldn’t have enjoyed sitting in traffic for hours, trust me, but I’m sorry about not getting to meet him.
My word of the day: “dormiveglia” (Italian, “sleep-waking”)
We don’t have an exact equivalent in English; it’s what we refer to technically as “hypnagogia” (state between waking and sleeping) and “hypnopompia” (the state between sleeping and waking).
I love words and phrases in other languages that express things simply in fewer words than English. I use a lot of Spanish ones in my everyday thought and speech, including “Estadosunidense” (“From the United States”), “asà será” (“That which shall be”) and “pero no mas” (“But not anymore”.)
Or “entrepernar”, a word I randomly found in the dictionary and whose definition I precisely recall: “to put one’s legs between those of another”.
Or the word for green beans, which is literally translated as “green Jews”.
Or “ningunear”, which is basically to make someone into a no-one–it’s more than just shunning or ignoring someone; it’s removing the very concept of their identity.
In a somewhat similar concept, “tutear”, which is the verb for addressing someone by the informal form of “you” instead of the formal, which is more a matter of familiarity than pure syntax.
I use non-English words all the time for extra meaning- chic for example, but I can’t help but feel like some of those are cheating…
I don’t really speak Spanish, but it looks like desen amorán dose literally means falling out of love, doesn’t it? And Estados unid ense?
Eehhh recombining roots is standard procedure I guess.
I once accidentally taught some French kids that English for un peu de is alittlebitte.
Amor = love
Amar = to love
Enamorar = en+amor+ar = to cause someone to love, to enamor someone
Enamorando = enamoring
Enamorarse = enamorar+se = to cause yourself to love, to fall in love
Desenamorarse = des+enamorarse = become de-enamored, fall out of love
Desenamorándose = falling out of love
Hello all. Just dropping by to let you know I’m still alive and thinking of Museblog, when I’m not hyperventilating. It’s been a busy couple of months.
Have I missed anything? Besides Talk Like a Pirate day. For some reason I always miss that.
So glad you asked. Moving into college and settling in, mostly. Complicated by the fact that I decided to be smart and take a gap year. In Jordan. Studying Arabic. When I’ve spent most of my life trying to avoid Arabic classes. And then freaking out every single time I realize what I’ve done.
*sigh* I’m fine though. Just exhausted–today had a good dose of Murphy’s Law.
5 – i’m sorry beetles! i know that this will sound terrible but that actually sounds like something that would happen in those books, doesn’t it? an unfortunate event D: *bad puns* *sorry*
today is gonna be fun but right now i need to go have breakfast :3 LOOOVEEE OCTOOOBERRRR
and hello GAPAs who are awake! i guess it’s not that early for anyone other than a sloth of a college student but
I’ve never actually read those books, myself, and on a semi related note, I was having an “argument” the other day with someone over whether the Harry Potter series or Series of Unfortunate Events (and Harry Potter vs the Baudelaire children) were better.
He was telling me how SoUE and the Baudelaire kids are so much better than HP series/HP (specifically, that the Baudelaires could kick Harry’s ***). I had no real interest in the conversation (hello, haven’t read them, can’t really say how SoUE compares), plus the guy had never read/watched any of HP, so that was my real irritation, there: You can’t say the one’s better, if you’ve never read or watched the other.
Anyways, that really has no bearing on anything, and I’m very sorry that you didn’t get to go.
Honestly, I don’t like the SoUE books very much. They started off fine but then got really repetitive. And unlike in Harry Potter, the author seems to have had no particular ending in mind and tied off about 10% of the story and left about 90% loose ends.
Yeah. That’s probably why the movie was only the first three books. The rest are a bit boring. But there are some good moments. “The Slippery Slope” was good. Violet and Sunny both growing up a bit.
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Ambystoma Maculatum and Joolb (~)_+) (15 wung points) says:
I always liked the later books in the series better. I loved them all when I first read them, but in retrospect, I think that the first few were fairly repetetive. But I liked how the author left so many loose ends.
If you read “The Unauthorized Autobiography of Lemony Snicket”, and you’ve read the series, it ties off some loose ends. If you haven’t read the series, it just creates more loose ends.
October! I love this month! And thankfully, it’s not a million degrees out. Hopefully that means that October will act like October and be it’s usual crispy, fall-y, gorgeous self. I want to wear sweaters again! I’m finished with summer. If I’m not on a boat, it can be not summer anymore.
Also: pinstriped brown pants + green shirt + vest + multicolored mary janes = FTW.
I’m throwing around the idea of having a birthday party again this year. (yes, this is very random…fyi my birthday also isn’t until the end of November, so I’m thinking about this rather early, but oh well…) I tend to overthink this kind of thing (actually, I tend to overthink a lot of things, but that’s a different post), but I promised myself last year I wouldn’t go to the trouble of having a party this year. They’re just not really my thing, I sort of got talked into it, and the whole thing ended up just being kind of boring in hindsight. Plus, I was having some friends issues then, so I was kind of in a “I’m sort of your friend but not really because I don’t understand all the crap you’ve been throwing at me lately but I’ll invite you to my party because there’s no one else” sorta stage, which didn’t exactly add anything positive to the whole she-bang.
But this year, I have a) new, awesome, friends who share many of the same interests as me and b) the HP movie is coming out only days before my birthday and c) my friends and I would probably see it together anyway so d) why not turn it into a party? Yeah. That was the thought process. But now, all of a sudden, we’re throwing around the idea of having a HP movie marathon (YES) either before/after we see HP7, but not sure if my mom’s golden on that yet. And I’ve never been that comfortable with hosting stuff anyway…I don’t know why, you would think I would enjoy this kind of thing, it’s just…I don’t know. The whole overthinking thing again. *sigh* We’ll figure something out.
There’s also my sister, who basically wants to do THEEXACTSAMETHING for her birthday, even though her birthday is in October. So I don’t even know how that’s gonna happen….
A HP marathon would be very cool, but maybe you could spread it out over a couple of weeks since you have time? You know, do the first movie soon, and then a week later do the second, and then do the third in a few days, until you’re watching the 6th on/near your birthday.
Orrr…you could just watch the 6th, or just have a general Potter-mania party and have everyone dress up and make wands and all of that fun stuff in preparation for HP7.
Two of my friends have November birthdays, and we’re all planning to go see the movie (hopefully a midnight premier) in full costume. I mean, we would anyways, but the birthday part makes it better.
Last year’s AP bio kids always hang out with our teacher in the classroom before class starts. Yesterday, they decided that we were going to be their players in their “Fantasy AP Bio Team”. Yes, like Fantasy Football. These are true nerds here. They’re playing for money, but we don’t get any. My teacher thinks they’re crazy; the look she gave them when they told her was hysterical. They sent a sheet around the class yesterday, and we all put our names an averages on it. Today, they made a list of our names by grade. (I’m number five!)
I cannot wait to see how this plays out.
My friend and I tried to start an official “Macaroni and Cheese and AP Biology Club” (mostly to put on our NHS application forms), but that didn’t quite work out. It’s still unofficial at the moment. I absolutely love the idea of a Fantasy AP Bio team, though. I’ll have to suggest that to my classmates.
It’s going to be fabulous! All we need to do to make it more awesome is convince the people running us to give us some money… It’s going to be the best motivator.
Holy cake. 23 more episodes, and I’ll have watched 348 episodes of Classic Who–that’s half the episodes. Sure, not half season wise (that’d put me mid Season 10, out of 26), but it’s half the episodes. I can easily see that happening this weekend. I’m not sure whether to find that exciting or depressing, that I’ve almost watched half of Classic Who….
OMG, and I’ve watched about 190 episodes of Classic Who since returning to college. That’s….about…let’s see 190 times 23 minutes….divide by 60….That’s about 72.8333333 hours of Classic Who I’ve watched in the past month and a smidge. That’s 3 solid DAYS of Classic Who. And in total I’ve spent a bit over 5 solid days watching Classic Who, all told. That’s….cake, probably more than twice the amount of TV I watched in an average *year* growing up. College what have you done to me??????????
Yeepers. I swear the Doctor’s “time flow analog” device he just rigged up in “Time Monster” all the way back in the 70s reminds me quite a bit of the Eleventh Doctor’s…thing…he rigged up in The Lodger. Much smaller in “Time Monster”, mind you, thus looking significantly less ridiculous, but the concept seems quite similar….
I do so love it when there are things in Classic Who that I recognize from New Who, because, I dunno, it just reinforces that it’s all the same and epically brilliant, and I dunno. It’s just awesome.
So pretty much today was Murphy’s law in action for me…
First, I woke up 2 minutes after my first class started, so I had to dress in 2 seconds and run to class. I got there about 10 minutes late… So I have a tardy now… Although 1 tardy isn’t too big a deal, so I’ll live… But still, bad.
Then at lunch today, the casing of my laptop really breaks and my Internet switch breaks off, so I have to go to the tech support people and have my computer sent in for repairs. Which means I have a loaner tablet, which is a worthless piece of junk… It’s slow, and the space bar barely works. Also, it fails and finding Internet signals… It took me 10 minutes and going downstairs to get it to connect to my house’s network. And I don’t even have Internet at school at the moment, because the tech support people make you go to the student computer people, and there weren’t any to be found, even in the place where there are *always* student computer people.
Also, I had gone to see Romeo and Juliet (which was freaking amazing) last night, so I got back at 11:30 PM with all my homework left. So I did some of it and planned to finish the rest (which was all reading) in the morning and at lunch, but my alarm didn’t go off, and I had to go take my computer to be fixed at lunch, so I didn’t have time to do the reading. So then I had to get my friend to summarize Doctor Faustus and the reading about Buddhism for me… It sucked.
I watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer yesterday for the first time. And I also ate at In-N-Out for the first time, and sprinted through a parking lot wearing high heels for the first time. Yesterday was interesting.
Wow, October already? Ohmygosh, my blogiversary’s in just over 2 weeks? Where has the time gone? And there’s Nano and Halloween to think about; I’m considering doing Pokemon-related stuff for both. My original costume idea, Misty, would near-certainly be way too cold. Lyra would be better, but involves the purchasing of real clothing and the creation of a silly hat.
Whoo, I haven’t been on for a while. I guess I will try to change that. So, October is starting out fine, except when I tripped up the stairs at school today. I am learning that high school is not all that bad and, well, friends will come eventually.
Yeah, I have my idea all ready, and it just needs a whole lot of refinement. I’m waiting for the BraSto thread to post it, though.
(ONLY TWENTY NINE MORE DAYS!!)
Are you kidding, guys? I am the KING when it comes to sleeping in after staying up late. I stayed up till 2 last night. I’m supposed to wake up on Saturdays at 7:30 to help out with the Combat Hapkido kids class (8:30-9:30) and then take the adult class (9:30-11:00). I woke up at 7:40, went back to sleep and woke up/went downstairs at 8:00. Then I decided to show up halfway through the kids class so I went to sleep on the couch downstairs with a blanket wrapped around me so my dog couldn’t lick my face. I woke up at 9:00, still tired, and had one yogurt.
It’s now about noon, and I’m still tired and eating three large pieces of pepperoni pizza.
I once was out until 3:45 and then got at 7:30.
Then, that night, I stayed up until 1am, slept for an hour, and got back up.
Then I stayed up until the equivalent of 2am (switched time zones) and then crashed and slept for 18 hours.
Since we’re all bragging about how late we’ve stayed up…The most I can remember was this one time I pulled an all-nighter in the summer. I went to bed at 5 or 6 am and woke up at 5 pm–pretty much inverting my circadian rhythm. Sadly I can no longer pull that kind of thing off, as I have class in the mornings that I have to wake up for, and alarm clocks tend not to work when I stay up that late.
really guys? this is really what we’re talking about? okay so i won’t even talk about the LATEST i’ve been up, because the LATEST i’ve been up beats you all out and sort of covers multiple days so it’s hard to figure it. let’s just go with, oh, i don’t know, LAST NIGHT. so last night i was out until 3ish, went back to my dorm with this kid and watched random stuff on youtube until probably around 6:30 AM. sometime post-then we both fell asleep, then woke up at 8:30 and i was like “OMG I AM GOING TO BE LATE” because i was volunteering at the gaming con today, which started at 9 (which i just got back from and was super fun btw). so now would be my optimal nap time but i can sort of just tell it’s not going to happen, because i just ate. and i don’t have time later, because i’ve got some errands to run and then i’m going out to dinner and then i’m going to RHPS. so i probably won’t get to bed tonight until 3 at the earliest.
thursdays for me are the most packed besides weekends (weekends i don’t HAVE to stay up late, i just do). thursdays are generally over a 20-hour day this quarter…up at 6AM for work, got stuff going on until 2ish in the morning. granted, it’s mostly fun stuff – work, brit lit, history, band, fencing, gaming
well for my own part i think i’ve stay up till 7 before, don’t know how long i slept. i keep irregular hours almost constantly (regular irregularity?)
intercontinental travel can also be pretty crazy with sleeping any whatnot.
one of my friends wants to try to stay awake for 48 hours, i may try along with her ahah
I really, really, really do NOT like writing literary analysis essays, but the fact that the one I had to do today was about Tennyson’s “Ulysses”, which is one of my favorite poems ever, made it engaging once I figured out what I needed to do.
i love that poem too! i’ve also found that once you have some kind of idea of what your broad topics need to be, you can really have fun with essays like that
i am memorizing part of that for class! the “i am a part of all that i have met” bit. we’re supposed to do at least 10 lines, i’m doing the whole stanza which i think is like 14 or so? but i already knew a lot of it so i had the advantage there
OH BOY, GUYS! I’m so excited for this evening! My school’s homecoming is tonight, in just a few hours! So I’m going to stay home, listening to folk music and knitting! *fireworks and kitties*
i could never get the hang of knitting. mabye it would be easier if i were knitting something onto myself. hmm…. i’ll have to think about that.
ALSO, who wears the superhero costumes once he knits them? him? or sombody else?
He makes them for himself, as fas as I can tell. Then he uses them for art projects. Here’s a sample:
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The artist’s name is Mark Newport. He creates both traditional and original superheroes. (He even made the Escapist from Kavalier and Clay.) In an interview he said that most of his originals “fall under the name Sweaterman and their power is the ability to generate a force field when they knit.” One of them is called “Argyleman.” You can see his portfolio at marknewportartist.com/work/costumes/
I think it would be extremely hard to knit stuff onto yourself. …well, actually that’s coming from the person who has been knitting a scarf for the past three years…
So, thanks to today’s Classic Who watching, I learned that earthlings are properly called Tellurians. It’s funny, because just yesterday, whilst watching Classic Who, I remember idly wondering “What would people of Earth be called? What would aliens call us? There’s Martians, and Venusians, but what about us on Earth? *thinks* Earthlings? Well, possibly, but that just doesn’t sound quite right….” And then tonight, some humanoid aliens were referring to some humans as Tellurians, and me being clueless as I am, was wondering when the Doctor was going to correct them, and say they weren’t Tellurians, they were from Earth (because I hadn’t actually deduced the obvious that Tellurians=humans from Earth). I was actually wondering if they thought they were from Telos, or something, so when the serial was over, i googled, and learned that not only is “tellurians” an actual word, it’s what the inhabitants of Earth are…
So, yes, I’ve decided that I’m going to refer to myself as a Tellurian in conversation whenever it makes even the slightest bit of sense to do so….
I suppose that is the nominative, yes. For some reason I’m more familiar with the genitive. Oh well, the genitive more clearly shows the connection between Latin and English.
Technically, one starts with the genitive when turning Latin names into English adjectives. The genitive form of Mars is “Martis,” so Mars becomes Martian (or martial, in the case of music, spirit, or arts). Ditto with Tellus, Telluris, Tellurian.
Venus is an exception. The genitive is Veneris, so the word for something of or pertaining to Venus ought to be “Venerian.” But that word has never caught on, probably because sexually transmitted diseases used to be called venereal diseases, so English-speaking scientists and most other people say “Venusian.”
I used to think about trying to reintroduce “Venerian,” but I decided I was already getting enough funny looks.
Is there any particular reason why one starts with the genitive? Is it simply for the sake of a more standardized construction, seeing as third declension nouns can get pretty ugly in the nominative?
They may have been here first, but we’re just as much native inhabitants as they are…so we’re really both earhlings, just different varieties….
Speaking of Silurians, I love how in the very first Silurian serial (which is *extremely* similar to the last Silurian serial), the Silurians state they are going to return to hibernation for 50 years before trying to take back Earth again–and 50 years later is exactly when the Eleventh Doctor’s Silurian adventure unfolds….
I’d never read or watched much sci-fi prior to Doctor Who. I mean, I’d read the occasional sci-fi book, and seen some sci-fi TV ( a couple Star Trek eps, a few Andromeda eps), and the occasional sci-fi movie, but…I never had any real interest in it, and in fact when I was younger I “hated” sci-fi, although I quite loved fantasy.
and then Doctor Who, and now I’m not quite sure what it was I ahd against sci-fi, maybe I just never read the right books when I was younger, or maybe my tastes have just branched out…
But, yeah, not the most familiar with any sort of sci-fi terms.
Yeah, I liked fantasy over sci-fi when I was younger, too, although I did enjoy the “My Teacher Was An Alien” series.
I think for me, there was the idea that sci-fi was too complicated for me, because there were all sorts of complex technologies and languages and different alien species, and because it always seemed to be about adults. But Harry Potter, I knew who he was, he was just a kid like me who waved a wand and said some words and made things happen, that wasn’t complicated at all.
I loved fantasy and never really read/watched any sci-fi before Doctor Who. Then when they started showing New Who here (I was 9ish) my parents suggested I watch it with them. I’d seen bits of the Classic Who reruns and thought it would be boring, but I watched it anyway and totally changed my mind. Then I started feeling like a lot of fantasy books were cliched and boring (not all of them, don’t worry). Then I discovered Star Trek and became obsessed.
I’ve just discovered who is responsible for Weeping Angels. It’s all Michelangelo’s fault. “I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.”
Why, why? Why did you unleash such a terror on the poor, unsuspecting world?
This is… interesting. Shall we travel back in time to prevent this from happening? And then we can make a quick pit stop and pick up my husband, Charles Darwin.
This reminds me, we did a bill in congress that took place in the future. We were debating whether we should go back in time to prevent the assassination of Abraham Lincoln.
No. Generally in history you shouldn’t try to alter anything, were you to go back. Although I would like to find out what happened to Roanoke. Maybe I could hide in a tree or something.
It seems like the best use of your time with the least possibility of destroying the world would be to gather information that is impossible for us to know for sure in the modern era. I’m sure researchers wouldn’t mind some more primary source documents and eye-witness accounts to work from.
29 et replies (staying up late/weird hours for sleep)~ I’m a tall ships sailor. Weird schedules? Been there. While working? Totally. While on shore leave? Oh yeah. When your sleeping schedule is that screwed up already there’s no use fighting it, it’s way easier to just go with it. Like, you’re working part of the day, then dock, throw a party, are up late, get up at 7AM and work all day with an hour off, then have maybe another hour later, then hop in the car and go for a 6 hour road trip, get to the place you’re staying, unload your stuff, make the bed, get something to eat, take a shower, (by this point it’s 3:00 or 3:30 or thereabouts) then STAY UP and go to bed sometime after sunrise, wake up at maybe noon, and finally end up mostly dressed and ready to eat around 3PM.
Or, you could have had the previous half day off, then lazed around most of the day, decide to go get food around 11, pick up crabapples on your way back, watch a movie starting at 1AM, when finished with that hang out for awhile more, then decide to go run around a parking lot from maybe 4 to 5AM and the come back inside, talk more and eventually fall asleep. Wake up the next morning around 8 wondering where you are, since you fell asleep on the couch and your buddy fell asleep lying on the table.
So, today was fun. I got to see Glasseh! And Robert! And see Morris Dancers! Including Glasseh! And eat food! And it was good! And that’s a lot of exclamation points. Imma go to bed now, since I have to be up at 6 tomorrow to go to…..DELAWARE! Probably. Maybe. I don’t know if we will or not. But by gum I’ll be up if mom decides to go.
(Also, Robert, your sinister plot to rid the world of one more fiddler while appearing to be nice didn’t work. I’m still alive, despite the soul-stealing candy. Just, y’know, so you’re aware. You’ll have to try harder next time. )
I know this has been discussed plenty of times before, but recently I was thinking (yes, thinking! really!). And I came to the conclusion of this, which was, you know how everyone gets all wrapped up about popularity? Or at least, how everyone thinks everyone else gets all caught up in who’s popular, who’s not, etc? Well, I was just realizing that, at least at my school, there are really only two kinds of people.
There are the kinds of people who despise popularity and put a mark of “popularity” on every girl in this certain group, regardless of whether or not they’re actually nice or mean or interesting or fun or not. And whenever they see the group, they groan and say “oh, there goes the populars..again” Just because they have a certain set of friends, just like us. And then there are the kids who don’t really think twice about this whole popularity thing – they might watch some movies and see the stereotypes and laugh, but they don’t apply it to real life, or at least, not in a visible sense.
And then I thought about this really novel idea, really, really brilliant (yes, sarcasm) which was, “hey, what if we were just all nice to one another? Then maybe we could all be popular, and everything would just be flowers and rainbows and unicorns.” Which of course it wouldn’t be, but that’s beside the point. It’s just that…everyone could do with a little kindness and a little less cruelty these days, and I’m tired of all the gossip and fluff and just not being able to get away from it, mainly because of my school size, but that’ll all change next year. That’s all.
I still have times when I’m reflexively judging people just because they’re popular or pretty or whatever, but camp this summer made me realize that if I don’t want people to judge me, it’s ridiculously hypocritical to do the same to them.
I’d like to say I judge people based on their actual qualities, but… I tend to like people I don’t see much of better if they’re smart. Even though some of the girls in my math class are really annoying and are mostly in the popular group(there are basically two large groups, who are fairly different but overall act the same, if that makes any sense), and some of the freak girls most people outside my general group completely ignore get really bad marks, and that Year 10 jerk on my bus who’s always calling me gay is really smart, and so on and so on. I know I shouldn’t, but it’s so much easier, and a lot of the time it works. But I do try to be nice to everyone I don’t actively hate, because I don’t want to be cliquey.
I still don’t like those “why don’t we all be one big happy year group” talks though.
That’s really true.
Amazingly enough, (or maybe not so amazingly, it depends on your point of view) my school (the one where I can choose whatever to do all day) has nobody who’s the most popular, and nobody really picks on anybody else. If they do, they get in real trouble, as opposed to in my old school when I would get bullied, and all that would happen is the teachers would say they were sorry it was happening, and nothing more.
at the library nearly finished with my first college paper, about to walk to get a smoothie in town afterward, rain expected later in the week, made plans for disneyland later in the month, it is october and life is GOOD
and yesterday i finally saw the princess bride…i don’t know how it took me so long!
fiddler — everything you have described sounds fantastic. i hope delaware was fun, if you ended up going!
piggy – i hope the knitting went well! although now i am picturing john c calhoun knitting himself into a spiderman costume and i feel terribly confused….but in a good way
i recently bought (or renewed, however you like to look at it) an annual pass, so i will be going (hopefully) frequently and i especially want to go while they have all the Halloween decorations up! i love Disneyland!
if anyone ever wants to talk about disneyland…you can talk to me xD
yeah i love it i’m actually surprised to hear you’ve heard good things about california adventure cause usually people knock it for not having a whole lot to do…WHICH i kind of disagree with, there are a lot of fun rides and i think the whole set up is pretty cool even if it is kinda cheesy (this is still disney after all )
star tours is being remodeled! i’m really excited, i didn’t even go on it until recently and i’m glad i did just so i could see the old one before the new one comes in
DISNEY WORLD…………….
i want to go it sounds pretty huge from what i’ve heard! what rides do you like there?
From what I’ve heard, California Adventure has an area called Condor Flats where the theme is TESTPILOTNESS, so I figure you can’t go wrong with that.
I’ve only been to Disney World once, when I was nine (My family doesn’t go on trips a lot.) I liked Star Tours a lot, even though I didn’t really like Star Wars yet. (Yes, there was a time when I didn’t like Star Wars. Hard to believe, isn’t it?) My favorite park was definitely EPCOT, and my favorite attraction was The Living Seas, but they’ve changed it since then, so I don’t know how much of what I liked is still there.
“For we welcome you now to take the first steps into that future. We welcome you to The Living Seas. We welcome you… to Sea Base Alpha.”
Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! Peace has broken out! Germany has just made its final reparation payment from the Treaty of Versailles! The Great War is ended! Thank the Lord God Almighty! Peace! Peace!
@ Spelluna, concerning post 25–I liked the dialogue and the acting, but the makeup and special effects…not so good. But that’s not so important, and I liked it overall. I’m not a fan like you, though.
If you just saw Season 1, unsurprising; people who’ve only seen Season 1 usually go, “What was all the hype about?” When you hit Season 2, though, it EXPLODES into awesomeness. About a billion times better. Season 2 is probably my fave.
Totally agree there… If I make someone watch, I make them watch to at least season 2, episode 3, and usually to episode 15. Because the end of season 2 is epic.
Angelus was season 2? I so did not remember that. I mean, I remember Angelus, obviously (how could one forget?), just forgot that was the season….I’m horrible, I know.
THE SAN FRANCISCO GIANTS!
WE’RE GOING TO THE PLAYOFFS!
WE’RE IN FIRST PLACE!
WE BEAT THE PADRES!
WE’RE GOING TO THE PLAYOFFS!
FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2002!
!!!!
I’m in a movie at my school where I play a Yankees fan. I also (entirely coincidentally, I’m sure) get my toe chopped off in the scene after the opening credits, and the rest of the movie is sprinkled with me getting my arms and legs eaten off by voodoo children, and by the end I have a date with a transvestite plumber. It’ll probably be everyone’s favorite part.
You know, since I live in New York, but my grandmother and most of my mother’s side of the family lives in Boston and I spend time there, I’ve seen so much of either side of the rivalry that I don’t really have an opinion one way or the other.
I used to be a huge Giants fan. Barry Bonds was my favorite — but we all know how that turned out. I’m not exactly a Giants fan anymore.
(Moving probably had something to do with it too, but I’ve never been interested in the Mariners either. I’m not exactly a baseball fan anymore, actually…go Sounders!)
Woo sports? The only sports I care about is Husker football. Cornhuskerianism is a religion here in Nebraska. I find it quite awesome–there are Husker paraphernalia shops in Colorado and Washington and all over the country, which I haven’t seen for any other sports team of any description. And we have the longest consecutive sold-out home game streak in history–unbroken since 1962. And, obviously, we’re the first and only state to have a sports team as the official state nickname–the Cornhusker State. Woo Huskers!
our nickname isn’t BECAUSE of our sports team, but they are the same…
i actually find buckeye fans sort of terrifying. didn’t stop me from getting season tickets though. more for the fun than for the football. you can get away with not caring so much more easily if your team just wins all the time
I think he just means football played by the Cornhuskers. Cornhuskers being the mascot for U of Nebraska. Midwesterners have an unhealthy obsession with football. I tend to hibernate inside my dorm as much as possible during home games at my school (unfortunatley located in the midwest), and due to my complete lack of school spirit, have been known to find it *extremely* amusing when our team loses home games. Especially ones in the pouring rain, that occur on a day besides Saturday, where everybody skips their afternoon classes to go wait in line, or tailgate, or whatever. Yes, thinking of a very particular game, here, where I found it viciously amusing that we lost. I am a horrible person, I know.
But, really, as far as I care, football can go curl up in a hole and die.
OK, I’m frustrated… Just got in a fight with my roommate. Which doesn’t happen much, but when you have people with such disparate beliefs, it happens sometimes.
For some background, I am an extremely liberal secular Jew (and an atheist). (If you don’t believe that Jews can be atheists, google secular Judaism. I don’t feel like defending it again.) My roommate is a conservative, very devout Catholic. Both of us are very strong and very vocal about our beliefs.
So pretty much people were asking my roommate about me being a Jewish atheist, and she told me that she was getting sick of defending me, since she doesn’t really believe that Jews can be atheists. So then I started explaining how Jews can be atheists, and she started attacking it, because she thinks atheism and Judaism are two separate religions and therefore mutually exclusive.
And then somehow it wound up being about gay marriage. And as you can guess, we have completely opposite views about that. And that’s one issue I really don’t like arguing since it’s a bit sensitive for me, since I have a gay uncle whose wedding I was at. (It was in Canada.)
Yeah, so pretty much I love my roommate, but I’m really fed up with her Catholicism.
tell her to look at her own religion. there are plenty of atheist catholics as well
although she’ll probably just tell you they’re not “legitimate” catholics or something. which is sort of true…but my god, catholics who actually believe everything about catholicism are SO rare. i’m sorry you ended up with a legit one
one of my roommates last year was legit catholic but she wasn’t annoying about it. i got disapproving glances from time to time when i made horrible, horrible jokes (y’know, like you do), and occasionally she asked if i wanted to go to church with her but she was pretty cool.
a large chunk of my friends are jewish atheists. in high school, almost all of them were
yesterday i was in a somewhat similar (less bad, but more awkward) situation…my friend’s grandma brought over some cheesecake and somehow the conversation got around to abortion…she gave us all a shocked look and went “you would KILL A BABY?!” it was very uncomfortable! nobody wanted to argue with the otherwise nice lady who had just brought cheesecake. (it was delicious cheesecake too)
Oh, I’m sure she’d say that they’re not legitimate Catholics… Since she was saying any church that married a couple that divorced shortly after their marriage wasn’t a legit church…
Yeah, I’m kind of amazed at how much she believes Catholicism. And sort of wondering how she got through biology here since she’s a creationist. A very literal creationist at that. As in, she believes that humans were created on the 7th day that the world existed. She also doesn’t believe in the Big Bang. She also wants to be a scientist… I’m not quite sure how this works.
Oh, God, abortion… I’m very much pro-choice. She’s a pro-life activist. And she always tries to talk about how she’s always picked on and called a monster because she believes that women shouldn’t have an abortion even if they were raped and the pregnancy is life-threatening. Which sounds pretty darn monstrous to me, not that I would ever tell her that. *has no sympathy for her there*
Transubstantiation!
They gave up trying to explain that one to us at Sunday School.
Also, the Trinity was fun to talk about. I wish I had asked more questions.
I figured I’d come here rather than the Just Friends thread, because it’s deserted and I need someone to talk to.
My close friend from school, we’ll call her Red, is ditching me, and it’s really annoying and obvious. It all started when she and her sister Blue went up north with this one girl, Yellow, from our grade, and then they became all ‘buddy-buddy’ and started ignoring everyone else that’s not in their exclusive little Three Musketeers, even though I stand up for them constantly. (To make matters worse, they talk about their little trips up north around everyone, as if it makes them really special and cool, when in reality nobody actually cares.)
Then, when we got back to school, things were worse. First, Red stopped walking with me to sign-in to class each morning, and didn’t talk to me about it or even say why she was ditching me. Later, I saw her walking with Yellow, and she completely ignored me. Then, she joined stage crew for the fall play (which I can’t do because I have show choir), and so did Yellow and Blue. They constantly talk all the time now about how awesome stage crew is, and how awesome the people are, and how awesomely awesome their new, secluded lives are that don’t involve anyone else. Finally, today we had a free period and I always sit with Red during this free period. But today, she brought over Yellow and her friend Orange, and because you are only allowed to sit three to a table in the library, guess who they told to leave? Me.
So right now I’m sitting in a cubicle in the silent study room, wondering why I ever thought they were my friends and feeling like I want to cry. The End.
Choklit to anyone who reads this ridiculous post about my complaints.
second, wow that’s pretty embarrassing behavior on their part :/ are there other friends you can hang out with? these girls sound like they’re about 11 to me, so i wouldn’t waste my time with them. which sucks cause you’re close to them…but really, that’s not friendly behavior. also, this will sounds rude, but i’m sure any upperclassmen on stage crew are rolling their eyes at their antics. and probably more people, too. trips north? really? eventually they’ll realize they’re not as cool as they thought they were and want to be your friend again, i suspect, but if that happens i again would not waste my time cause RUDE RUDE RUDE
sorry this kind of thing ticks me off :/ i hope you feel better, though!
Anyway, I would say in this situation, for now you shouldn’t waste your time on them. Later when they realize they need more than three friends, they’ll want you back as a friend and you can forgive them and feel like the better person.
Wow. Red/Blue/Yellow sound like dumb blondes really really stupid people not to want a friend like you *choklit, kittehs, puppiehs, and everything you could ever want*
Wowsers. It’s all downhill from here in the wonderful world of Classic Who watching. 361 episodes down, 335 to go (341 if you count the 6 unaired episodes of the serial Shada by Douglas Adams, for which I believe an audio track was released).
Part of me is ecstatic and gleeful–I’m well on my way to completely my goal of watching every single Doctor Who episode; I’ve watched over 10 years of Who in less than one year (that’s just scary). Of course, it’s also slightly depressing, but I think the ecstatic wins out, because, yeah, I’ll be done, I’ll have finished them all (335 episodes and quite a few hours into the future), but I’ll have such wonderfully fond memories, and I can always go back and watch any of them whenever I want to….
Unfortunately, they all start to blur together, after awhile. But on the bright side, a side-effect of this blurring, is for the most part, i couldn’t even begin to tell you if a given episode I watched was a reconstruction or not, because I think my brain has formed moving picture memories for the recons, so except for ones like the Yeti which stand out in my memory as being recons (because I was having a hard time focusing, poor quality stills, and equally poor audio), most of them have incorporated themselves into my memory as actual episodes.
And I just watched the very last of the black and white episodes (that is, the last episode of the Third Doctor that only exited in B&W and not colour), although the black and whiteness never bothered me….
And I love all the Doctors, though Hartnell is probably lowest on my list, and Troughton probably top (of Classic Doctors, I’m not sure I can compare the classic to the new), although I really like Pertwee, too, they’re so different, it’s hard to say. And I loved them together on The Three Doctors.
I went to an INDIAN STORE TODAY!
they had so many spices and teas there were literally three floors of spices and teas and rices all store-packaged so it was organized yet overwhelming all at the same time.
AND I GOT GOLDEN SYRUP! after weeks of searching.
So I randomly broke out in rap while doing dishes with my sister, and it lasted for like 4 minutes and it was good rhyming and rhythm and everything. It’s random.
All of this talk about the Yankees reminded me of something that happened back in 8th grade when we were doing the American Civil War in History class.
One of the boys in our class didn’t know that “Yankee” was a term for people from the northern part of the United States as well as a member of New York’s baseball team, and we were reading some primary source document where the author said “I am killing Yankees daily.”
This post is going to be quick, but not really.
Today, was awesome. Well, mostly chem was awesome. We talked about possessed pumpkins for the first half of the period, then tried to open up my soup thermos for a quarter of the period, then had cereal (this has become a regular practice), then talked about dying, coffins, and funeral homes. It was just an all-over-the-place class.
In Spanish, we did dialogues on a mother looking for her lost son. My friend and I made the kid looking like a mix between Ron and Harry, complete with a lightning scar, and round glasses. The mother sounded like she cared at first, but towards the end, it was revealed that she didn’t feed her Ron/Harry child. The detective whose help she was enlisting wouldn’t even look for her child because he said she was a bad mother, and the mother agreed. We read this in front of the class, and I couldn’t even finish it. I was laughing too hard.
In AP bio, the Fantasy AP bio team rosters were put up (I was the third one chosen, and everyone was arguing whose team I would be on, apparently). The teacher has finally given in, telling us that it would just simplify things so much if we just allowed her to tell the older kids our grades. That took up half of class as well.
In Euro, the teacher was sick, so we didn’t do anything in that class either.
We sat around and talked in P.E. due to the rain.
In band, we didn’t have to march for the fourth day in a row because of the rain. It would be really cool if we didn’t have to march at homecoming…
Yeah, today was a really easy day…
Aggie~ I’m really sorry your “friends” turned like that. But as everyone else said, we’ll be here for you with whatever support we can offer. I know how much it hurts to have people you thought you were close to turn out to be really unkind, but I promise that you will be a stronger person for it and have better friends. *hugs and choklit*
Heh, so Mom sent me an email with advise on “How to Feel Good as an Artist or Craftsperson” and one of the pieces was “Learn early on that our families, particularly our parents, don’t have a clue what we do. Be kind. Be firm. Let them know that you are respected by your peers and occasionally show them work that is within their realm of understanding. Do not show them work that would make them despise you or call you a pornographer. (You can tell I had some issues with my mother here.)”
I wonder if she didn’t read that, or just figure it applied to her only.
At any rate, I think I might just repeat that at some point. *sigh*
Glorious Musebloggers—hi, it’s been awhile. I’ve missed you. And, for my life in general, I have REALLY GOOD NEWS ABOUT WHICH I AM SUPPER EXCITED!!!
*deep breaths* Okay, guys, one of my poems is going to be published in Cicada, Which makes me really happy because I love Cicada and because it opens up this whole new relm of possibility where people actually want to read what write as a fun, emotional outlet. The world is ten shades brighter.
How are all of you?
Mixed news on the grade front today. I got a 3/10 (lowest in the class…) on our latest weekend AP Biology essay about feedback loops, but I got a 110/100 on the Chapter 13 (Renaissance) AP Euro test. I’m down to a B- in the former and up to a 102.74 in the latter. Too bad I would rather have it be reversed.
53 (Clare de Lune) – That’s really exciting! I’ve been wanting to “upgrade” to Cicada lately, but I haven’t gotten around to it yet. Do you know what issue you’re going to be in? I want to read your poem!
And of course, I have early band at 7:00 in the morning today. And it’s my favorite schedule of the week. (Though lunchwise, tis yesterday’s schedule. When I’m lucky I get to see my two best friends.)
ME: Je une pamplemousse.
TEACHER: *Says something in french*
ME: Je suis une pamplemousse.
TEACHER: *Says something else in french*
ME: Non, je une pamplemousse.
TEACHER:…Huh?
LATER:
ME: Oops! I meant soemthing else! *raises hand*
TEACHER: Yes?
ME: Je suis une pamplemousse.
TEACHER: Ohhhhhh.
Today I was writing a summary of Dracula in Arabic, and I realized how dramatic and sensational a story it is. It’s hard to tell in English because of the old-fashioned language, but translating the plot line really made me look at it differently….Mostly the mood whiplash from the first chapter to the second. Jonathan Harker’s all trapped in the castle, fearing for his life…and we cut to Lucy and her 3 proposals. It’s a classic cliffhanger trick, and I didn’t even notice it until now. And the whole plot just seemed hilarious.
(Conversation during class about my essay, partially translated)
“Wait…why is Jonathan consulting Dracula?”
“Uh. Because Dracula wants to move there. It’s part of his plot to drink English people’s blood.”
“…”
“…”
It just seemed so over the top and cliche…
Pop-ups usually strike me as the opposite of wonderful, but I’ll give them some thought. We do want to be part of the future when it arrives, and possibly beforehand.
I agree with real you. Actually, the situation is kind of amusing. One blog sister fangirld one thing, the other fangirls something totally unrelated. (Though I’m sure we both fangirl more than one thing… right?!?)
I know the shift key on your keyboard is working, since you capitalized “HTTYD”, so could you please try and utilize the shift key at the starts of sentences and proper nouns?
We had a discussion today in English class about whether technology dehumanizes us, and I felt very official, as I’m a published author on a related subject. (Thank you, Muserology!) Not that I said that in class, but I still have personal experience with some of the wonderful, intelligent people that one can meet online. *cough*
My friends and I have come up with a plan, inspired by eating dinner at a fancy restaurant on Homecoming night.
We’re going to have a tea party at Wendy’s.
Or some similar fast food restaurant; it doesn’t really matter. The important parts: fancy dresses, elaborately-styled hair, fine china and teacups, eating cheeseburgers and french fries with forks, extraordinary manners, possibly British accents. Oh, and getting strange looks. We’re looking forward to that part.
An absolutely epic xkcd update today–the updated Online Communities map. Munroe changed his methods to better reflect the amount of activity each site has, and I cannot comprehend the amount of work he had to have put into it. There are several things that made me very happy and several things that made my blood boil with rage, but the explanations for each would involve discussing extrabloggian sites, so I will explain no further.
10.2-10.2.2: Actually, I think there’s a second movie. I don’t know how many of the books are in it, though… And I think Lemony Snicket wrote some other book about Beatrice, which probably covered at least some loose ends. But I agree with AM that the later books are much better…
I was going to have a point to this, but apparently that’s not to be.
Gooooooooodniiiiiiiiiight a dingdingdingdingdingdging, goooooooodNIIIIIIIIIGHT a dingdingdingdingdingding…….
Monty Python <3
Guess how many hours of sleep I got last night!
Four and a half!
Guess how many I’m going to get tonight!
Seven!
Guess how many I’m going to get tomorrow night!
One!
God, I love the Playoffs!
yup, we have an official urban gaming club now. we’re doing two HvZ games, a capture the flag, and possibly a remodeled assassins-type game. plus the powerpoint presentation going over the rules was full of geek jokes and funny pictures. and two of the mods are also in the board game club.
Oh, one of the halls did HvZ this year. (Kind of a pity they did it this year and not last year, since I lived there last year.) It was fun to watch. My roommate found an armband from someone who was out of the game and pretended to be a human. She confused lots of people.
hahaha i think it ends here tonight or something like that…last night while walking home from the library i saw a roving band of humans all armed with nerf guns and whatnot and it was kind of hilarious
So, first time on MB since Monday, so sleep-deprived yesterday that I got all queasy and had to take medicine, woke up today still feeling off and had to take more, but all of my homework is done…
“Being sleep-deprived isn’t fun” my foot. I’m pretty much constantly in a lack of sleep despite sleeping for enough hours a day, and has it affected me?
I’m very sensitive and I seem to need more sleep than most of my friends. It’s annoying, actually, because on school trips, I always want to go to bed before my roommates. I just get tired earlier.
Gah, I really have to come back here more often… Maybe this weekend. Anyway, has anyone heard of the neo-futurists? They’re pretty cool and you can check them out on youtube. So in the hteater club in my school they’re having a few of the performers come in and do workshops with us so that we can put on a similar production of “30 plays in 60 minutes.” I got in to the cast of about thirteen, which is super cool. Plus we all get to write our own stuff, and so far I have to things that’ll be nice and good. One involves spraying myself with a water bottle while asking questions that I ask in my head throughout the day.
Luna suddenly wonders why the heck she is going to Florida (and the HP theme park) over spring break, when she could be going to ChicagoTARDIS. I mean, hullo, Ianto (Gareth david Lloyd) and Jamie (Jamie! Jamie, by far the best Second Doctor companion) (Frazer Hines and Rhys (Kai Owen), though he’s not as pwnsome as Ianto and Jamie, and whatshisname who played Churchill on Victory of the Daleks, plus a companion from 7th Doctor I’ve not met, yet…
But, yeah. Family in FL and HP theme park are kind of a constant….What would be really nice, would be if Hurricane Who weren’t in October, but rather November, over Thanksgiving.
*sigh* I’ll just have to try and make a mental note that, if by some total miracle I actually have time off next Thanksgiving (very, very possible I will not, if all goes as planned and I’m in vet school–wow, directly thinking about being in vet school in a years time is seriously mind blowing. Think I’m going to switch thought trains, before my mind asplodes from disbelief), that I ahve got to go to Chicago….Ooooh, I hope I have time, and that they have cool guests next year…
And looking at the schedule for this years VM1s, and comparing it to the schedule for ChicagoTARDIS, there’s doesn’t look to be a chance in hell that I’m going to have my Thanksgiving break at the same time…Although *fingers crossed* maybe they just don’t say break is 22-28, but rather 22-26, since 27&28 are a Saturday and Sunday (CT is 26-28 this year, which assuming time frames are the same for each, puts it being unlikely I’d have the days off)….But maybe these two days are implied, although I wouldn’t bet on it, since it is vet school, and who knows what required things might be going on even on weekends…Hmmm. *sigh* I dunno.
I had to do an analysis of “Come All Ye” by Fairport Convention for English. I wrote that the theme is the power of music. Do you think that’s true, and do you think that’s still applicable now, 40 years after the song was written?
I just finished my Crucible motif collage! It turned out very nicely, I think. The motif I chose to do my collage on is fire. The backround is black and kind of rough around the edges (it adds effect but in reality I just ran out of paint… it looks intentional though!). Then I painted a fire with dark reds/oranges/yellows, took some yellow and dark purple and white tissue paper and made the fire have texture, mod-podged the whole thing, and painted it again. Then I copied out all my fire-related quotes onto paper that has an old sort of tint to it, burned the edges of everything, and mod-podged those on. I put some burnt matches at the base of the fire, too. I think it looks pretty cool.
I caking love the Huskers. Our last year in the Big XII conference, and it looks like we may very well take the title. That was an awesome game against K-State. Jiminy.
For those of you keeping score at home, my favorite sports (that is, the only sports I enjoy) are:
To watch on TV: football
To watch live: hockey
To play: soccer
Oh my goodness. I just realised that I completely missed my one-year blogiversary! I’ve been too busy lately…haven’t posted at all…much…unfortunately. *sigh*
35–Midnight Fiddler: That sounds fun! Glasseh is a Morris Dancer? Nice. Might there be pictures at some point of this gathering?
42.1.1.1–SudoRandom: Wow. That is an amazing role. I give a cheer for the existence of such quirky parts.
46–Agrrrfishi: I’m sorry. No one who would treat you that way is worthy of being your friend. All you can do is move on and find someone who is worthy of your friendship.
53–Clare de Lune: That’s fantastic! I heartily congratulate you. {Heartily congratulates.}
58–Beavo: Beavo!!! Good to see you! Yes, please do stick around, I’ve missed you. Speaking of which, why is it that every time I think “I wonder what Beavo’s been up to lately,” you post within twenty-four hours? Are we telepathically linked? {Creepy background music.}
61–Cat’s Meow: That is splendid! I am blown away by how flammy that is.
I’ve just played the strangest game of Monopoly. First off, because me and a friend are playing it through the computer. I have the board and the pieces, she has the money and the calculator, and I have the Chance and the Community Chest cards. Oh, and we each have a dice.
Basically, we’ve been using chat on Gmail to tell each other what we rolled on the dice. I would move the pieces on the board, and tell her who landed on what, the prices, and other assorted Need-To-Knows. Say it was her turn, and she rolled a four and landed on Oriental Avenue, which she did. I would tell her the price, in this case, $100, she would say “*buys it*”, and would be the banker and buy it. Then I would find the card for Oriental Avenue, and put it in her pile. Pretty much the same for when it was my turn.
For Chance, or Community Chest, if landed on and it was her who landed on it, she would guess what was on the card. It happened four times, all for Chance. (She guessed them all right!) And then I would pick up the card from the top of the pile and ‘read’ it to her.
We ended up with this:
Me: Pennsylvania Avenue, Marvin Gardens, Pennsylvania Railroad, Connecticut Avenue, Reading Railroad, and Mediterranean Avenue.
I went to jail three times.
Her: Oriental Avenue, Kentucky Avenue, St. Charles Place, North Carolina Avenue, and Vermont Avenue.
After that we kind of stopped playing because we got distracted by talking about whose house we were going to have our Star Wars/Star Trek Marathon at.
She went to jail once.
Yay! Friday! Tomorrow, I’m going to a bit event with my best friends and it’s going to be really cool, but right now I’m going to try and get some writing done.
One of the most interesting conversations I had at school today took place when about half the lunch table knew we were talking about Martin Luther, who some of us have been learning about in AP Euro, while the other half missed that and thought we were talking about Martin Luther King, Jr.
Friend #1 (who is Lutheran): I love that guy! He gave me my religion.
Friend #2: Well, I’m Jewish, so he didn’t really affect me too much.
Friend #3 (who missed the point): But think of all the black friends you wouldn’t have!
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To everybody who commented about the tea party at Wendy’s (61): I encourage all copycats and similar ideas, and I would consider bringing a webcam with us if I had one.
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Yesterday in English class, yet another person honestly called me Grace and didn’t realize their mistake at first. Like I’ve mentioned before, Grace is what my parents almost named me.
It’s the parallel-universe thing. The majickal power of our possibly-being-the-same-person is seeping over to your universe and leading people to believe that you’re my middle name.
Not unless someone screams “THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE!” (Which is entirely possible, so don’t rule it out.) In which case we will both grow to three hundred feet tall and begin to smash up downtown San Francisco Japantown, because there are traditions to be fulfilled.
So, y’all know that movie coming out on November 19 of this year? The one that everyone is anticipating with excitement, misplaced hope, and much trepidation? The one that’s been billed for MONTHS as going to be shown not only in 2D, but also 3D? Yeah. That one. The first half of the last HP movie.
It’s been announced today that it is not going to be in 3D afterall, because despite them telling us all for countless months that it would be in 3D, despite all the advertising and marketing, and EVERYTHING saying 3D, they apparently somehow just realized that they can’t get it converted to 3D in time, and so are scrapping the 3D altogether.
Ummm, what? I mean, I greatly appreciate that they’re not pushing back the release date (there’d be an insane, angry mob out to lynch the person responsible), but really? You’ve been advertising 3D for months. Why do this if there was (obviously a pretty good) probability that you wouldn’t have 3 dimensionalized in time?
Because the mere fact that it’s not going to be in 3D doesn’t bother me–I’ve gone to and hated all the previous 6 without them being in 3D–it’s the principle of it. It’s the fact that they’ve been billing it as 3D for ages now, and then suddenly reneging on this. If it had just been billed as 2D, never any mention of 3D, I would care in the slightest that it’s now just 2D again, and now 3D at all. Because it’s not like I was expecting good 3D, I was rather disappointed with Alice in Wonderland’s 3D, but for them to advertise it as such and not deliver, that bugs me.
I’m thinking of teaching myself to play another instrument. Does anyone have any recommendations? I currently play the flute. I was thinking of the violin or oboe, especially since the oboe’s in the same key as the flute.
Um… No, actually. If you’re playing properly you should be putting a lot of air through the horn at all times.
However, Beedle, I would choose oboe. I play both violin and oboe and I can tell you that if you already play flute, oboe will be an exponentially easier switch. The fingerings are more similar, whereas on violin they’re completely different. I switched from sax (although, yes, I already played violin) and my friend has just switched from flute. I think I’m doing pretty well for only a year (with lessons of course) and my friend is doing phenomenally for just about two months–she can read the band music and hit most of the notes, even if her intonation and tone do need some work. Also, there are far fewer oboeists that violinists, which makes us mire unique. From a practical standpoint it also ups our chances at making all-district and such, and if you get really good I know you can get some phenomenal scholarships. On the downside, reeds are quite expensive ($10 or $15 each) and it can be hard to find good ones–I get mine from my teacher because the ones from Music and Arts collapse on you within about five seconds.
However, that said, out of my three instruments violin is my favorite to play, possibly because I’ve been playing it the longest. It’s a beautiful instrument–just listen to the violin concertos and so on played by MBers that have been posted to the blog! It’s really a lovely instrument, so I’m not saying you shouldn’t pick it. If you do, I’m sure you’ll love it. It would just be a tougher a slightly less practical switch. But hey, if you’re up ft a challenge!
Oh, wait, I just reread your post and saw the “teaching yourself” bit. I’d say it would be far, far easier to teach yourself an instrument in a family of instruments you already play. Go for oboe.
Really? I’ve never found reeds to be that expensive, about $5 each. Do you have a Northern Kingdom Music in your area? I believe they sell them cheaper.
No, I don’t. Mine are $10, I think, but they’re reaaally nice because my teacher makes them himself, and they last a long time because he can fix them if they start to collapse or misalign.
I would do the oboe, especially if you already know how to play the flute. It’ll be easier. Also, my best friend plays the violin and she says it’s very, very, very annoying sometimes. Plus WOODWINDS RULE!!!!!!!!!
Woah… Overwhelming amount of responses.
I played violin for a year in fourth (?) grade, so that’s why I picked that over other string instruments, like cello. I think I want to do oboe. It should be easier since it’s in the same key. The only thing is that there are like, five oboes in the band… which is strange. But I can play it for myself, I really enjoy the sound. After oboe will be violin, and then I can maybe teach myself bassoon? Double reed instruments are so cool.
Sitting alone with only my homework for company, I’ve come to the fascination conclusion that checking your answers is useless if you can’t read the answer key. *headdesk* I’m so stupid…
78 (Cyrulean Pyros)~ He is indeed. It was fun, there are pictures. I’ll see about getting them into the GAPAs.
83~ Oboe would most likely be the easiest to switch to and to teach yourself. If you’re going to go for violin, get a teacher or at least a friend to help you out. There are some instruments that are relatively easier to teach yourself, and violin is not one of them. There are just so many bad habits you can get that will cripple your playing if they’re not corrected immediately. I don’t know about oboe, as I’ve never played one, but seeing as it’s in the same family as the flute, which you already play, you’ll be able to use a lot of what you’ve learned transferred over.
So yeah, of the two, go for oboe. Oboe is a beautiful instrument, and yes, more unique than violin, as much as I adore the latter.
Of instruments you didn’t mention, guitar and piano are both instruments that get represented a lot, but would be good to know. Just go with something you like the sound of.
Actually, speaking of instruments, one of the things I didn’t like about the violin (and piano) was that everyone seems to play it, and I didn’t (and still don’t) want to be just like everyone else.
So I got a concertina and a mountain dulcimer for second and third instruments. It seems to work pretty well. Oh, and harpsichord as the keyboard, as well as piano. Though I’m an abysmal failure at both. I’ve never really practiced or anything though, I’m sure that’d make a difference. *sigh*
I sometimes wish I played guitar, especially in the evenings on the ship when the guitar players take over the jam sessions and I can’t do anything about it because both my instruments are loud and piercing. Ah well. I should work more on the dulcimer.
Today is a day for listening to music and painting a pair of rainboots bright colors. So that’s what I’m doing.
I have one boot done, and the other one I haven’t started on yet.
I also need to hang up some laundry.
It’s nice and warm today, and the stinkbugs are out in full force, I feel like I’m under siege, the screen door is just full of them and whenever I go outside they fall all over me from the door and the outside wall of my room. And the ones inside are buzzing around and landing with thuds on the windows, my books, my computer, in my paint, on my clothes and on my face. I HATE THEM.
I was thinking of learning euphonium or tuba for my second instrument, since I already play a brass instrument and most of the music for those instruments also is written in the bass clef. It’s much easier for me to read bass than treble.
I just spent about three hours reading palms and one hour writing a Sassy Gay Friend video for Medea of Greek myth/Euripedes fame. (The Sassy Gay Friend videos are on YouTube, for any interested, but they’re definitely PG-13.)
The Medea script was inspired by the scene I just got given in Acting, in which I tell Aegeus, king of Athens, that I’ll give him some magical Viagra in exchange for a place to stay after I murder my children and set fire to my ex’s fiance and her dad. Funnily enough, he agrees. Muse should totally Mini-Myth Medea and Jason.
It was really fun to write! I’m going to see if I can make a space in an Acting class for me and a few friends to perform it in.
86- I love the fiddle, though. Even if everyone plays it. Of course, I’d LOVE to play the hurdy-gurdy, but I’ve been trying for so long to play the fiddle and I was getting better for a while and I love it, so I don’t want to give it up… But it isn’t easy being a rhythm-less, slightly tone-deaf musician.And the fiddle isn’t an easy instrument. I sound so bad, and it’s such a struggle, that I hardly ever play, which of course means that I don’t improve.
Sooo guess who has to get up in FOUR HOURS to go to a quidditch tournament in Michigan?
Also oh man I haven’t done a big post about how we play it have I. Well now is really not the time for that, I REALLY need to get to bed. But SOON, I promise!
The post seems rather pointless to me–a vague reference to an unexplained happening that relates to nothing that has been said and has no attempted clarification. As Captain of the Resurrection Squad of the Pointless Post Police, I hereby fine you fifteen kilos of choklit, to be paid in full within thirty hours.
I don’t believe it’s the unrelatedness so much as the fact that she posted something that, to the rest of MB, makes as much sense as a random string of numbers and letters–that is, no sense whatsoever. A random string of numbers and letters, with no sort of explanantion to the cluesless, would unarguably be a pointless post. Why should Piggy think any differently of an actual sentence that makes no sense to anyone but the poster, given no explanation was provided?
Maximum Ride is great, except for the fourth book which was basically James Patterson’s rant about global warming and terrorists, but the novels and the manga are awesome and oh oh oh the manga is actually Korean and I just finished the first novel yesterday and-
WELL. Pie girl, we can be fangirls together. Preferably over Fang, or post-makeover Iggy.
True. The point of the post sort of seems to be to get people to ask (“kidnap her alone after Angel to her he loved her” doesn’t make sense even grammatically), though, and then she wouldn’t explain (although I admit “huh?” was not the most eloquent question xD).
Bleh. I have a cold. Also there’s a gas leak in my stove and I am banned from using it. I have no idea what I will have for dinner. I didn’t go shopping earlier because I felt like crap, so my refrigerator isn’t well stocked either.
My dad and I just finished Noein, which annoys me, because now we don’t have an anime to watch and eat large amounts of ice cream while keeping an eye out for my mom so she doesn’t “YOUR EATING ICE CREAM AT 11:00 AT NIGHT?!” on us. We’ve already gone through Avatar: The Last Airbender. And, of course, I finished Vampire Knight a few days ago, so I have no anime to watch! Rar! And, of course, I have a cold, so this is one time my parents would be semi-okay with me watching tv for a long time, but now I have nothing to watch…
Why don’t you go to TVtropes and look for ideas from there? I don’t know what you’ve seen or not, so I can’t recommend anything, but that’s what I do when I don’t have anything to watch.
Also sorry about the cold, I know exactly how you feel. (as in above post)
How’s Avatar: TLA? I’ve been thinking about getting into it, because an American anime-esque thing sounds pretty good.
Or just surf TVtropes, try and read Scott Pilgrim online and fail, and watch other things. I seriously spent at least four hours today surfing TVtropes. (That statement was totally NSFW!)
I might be more than a little biased, but it’s good. Really good. I like the plot, I like the characters, and I like the universe. Seriously, the guys that made this did a ton of research and worldbuilding. The movie, however, sucks. Don’t take it as an indicator for the series quality, because it totally destroyed it.
And there’s a sequel coming out in 2011! I will be able to get my Avatar fix after so long without new episodes!
Oh my gosh, it’s amazing. It’s really funny, but it’s got an amazing plot. It’s really well constructed, the charactersa really stong…I culd go on about it for days, so I think I’ll stop, but it’s incredible. WATCH IT. I’ve never seen the movie, but it looks horrible.
My parents and grandparents and I went to a church luncheon today in a town two hours or so away from where we live. Why? I shall tell you. In this town, there used to be a restaurant which served what was apparently the best fried chicken in existence. Several years ago it was forced to shut its doors for good. But once a year, they use the recipe again for this church luncheon, and it draws people from miles around. Delicious. Then we went to a local apple orchard and bought apple cider, apple doughnuts, apple turnovers, caramel apples, and apple butter. Mmmmm…
I just discovered all the Pokemon Black and White videos on YouTube when looking for a video of N unexpectedly making a giant castle rise out of the ground. Now I can’t stop watching videos of new graphics and battles.
Today has been interesting.
I started out tired, as I’d gotten to be late last night. Breakfast was oatmeal, ew. Then stuff started falling apart for real.
Last night I’d mentioned to mom that if I was actually going to go to NC in a week I needed to let Pip and his family know. She replied along the lines of “yeah, let’s talk tomorrow when dad’s up to discuss this and see about his time off and when you’re not tired and know what you’re saying” Ok, fine.
Then this morning that became “Oh, well we don’t have to go THAT soon, and we’ll have to leave a day early from the visit too, since it doesn’t work with my schedule and I’m coming along.” Which I wasn’t thrilled about, seeing as I want time to visit Pip without a grumpy parent tagging along. Or even a non-grumpy parent for that matter. Because I know it wouldn’t be fun for them and I don’t think it’d be fair to invite an extra body down to his family’s house. So I presented this as a concern. A “humph” and sullen silence. (And I’m supposed to be the bratty one?)
Then other blah occurred throughout the day, ending up in me yelling then running away to my room sobbing. Not so great.
But dad somehow managed to convince her to allow me to go to NC, by myself, in my own car (instead of driving her boat of a station wagon). So that’s good…but yeah. Weird day. And then we had spanicopita (sp?) and baklava. So it wasn’t as horrible.
Also, I discovered a mouse nest in my shoebin. With dried-up baby mouse bodies. It’s kind of revolting, sad and annoying all at once.
My eyes hurt.
I’m going to go watch Hornblower now. Pretty ships and dashing men in early 19th century naval attire; I can’t complain.
I watched the first Hornblower movie recently. It was sort of odd, especially when I read the book that it is based on and realized that a number of things in it get skipped in the movie so not all parts make sense.
I might be able to go on a 4 week exchange trip to Germany! That would be so much fun!
I ignored the things I probably should have done this weekend and spent it with people. Now I am exhausted and not at all ready for next week. Yay high school!
I am in so much trouble. I am writing a 3 page biography on the Wise Prince Frederick III, Elector of Saxony, the rough draft of which is due tomorrow. The problem is, NO ONE LIKES HIM. I only have general information on his life, not nearly enough for 3 pages. I am going to have to use Wikipedia, which I do not trust. I think I will need to work in some stuff about Martin Luther, taking the mind off the fact that I don’t have enough material. And this will count of 20% of this semester’s grade. And there is an accompanying powerpoint presentation due Thursday. And my brain has not been able to think all weekend. And I can only work on it for one more hour because I will turn everything off at 10:00. And this is very not good. I no longer like that we did not have classes on Friday.
Never fear, Wikipedia is very accurate. My brother’s friend once changed something very minor on wikipedia (something like a confirmation link, I believe) and was back to normal within ten minutes. Someone else I know has a friend who changed all the names of the presidents on the U.S.A. Presidents page to his name, and that also got changed back immediately, plus the guy got his account revoked.
My friend and I made some very…. erm… angry revisions to the Great Expectations article, and they changed it back within thirty seconds, which is quite sad, really. It was an awesome article…
I just watched a very old episode of Kids in the Hall with my mom. It really made no sense…also, all the women were men with wigs on. It was the special Headcrushers edition…There was this scene in the end:
GUY #1: Redge could play the guitar?
GUY#2: Yes, really well.
GUY#3: Well, it just goes to show you that you can strangle a guy, fold him in your trunk, bury him by the tracks in a shallow grave, and still not really know him.
ALL(Holding up cups): TO REDGE! AND RITUALISTIC MURDERS!
It was a really weird show, and I would elaborate, but I don’t really know how…it made no sense…
My tree planting went so well! 19 people showed up, and we planted a gorgeous, 20-foot tall Autumn Blaze Maple tree. I won’t direct you to pictures of my event, specifically, but I would recommend that you all take a look at some of the other pictures that are coming in on 350.org. Between the 7000+ events that took place worldwide today, there are some amazing pictures of groups at work.
It’s really cool to think how many people in Bangladesh and South Africa and China spent their days doing the same thing as me.
Whoo! Yay! *clapclapclap* I found an event on 350 near me, but I couldn’t make it, so I’m going to one next week. It’s a 10/10/10 event, just not on 10/10/10.
98.1~ Yes, they took liberties with the movies. But they’re still good, so it’s one of those cases where I’ll tolerate it and love both the movies and the books, in different ways. The books for their style and stories and details, and the movies for being pretty and swashbuckling. (And for Robert Lindsay and Jamie Bamber, I admit it.)
Aieeeeeeeeeeee! Douglas Adams is the script editor in the ‘city of death’ Doctor Who sequence, and we notice this on 10/10/10 or in binary 42…coincidence? I think not!!! Also, the Doctor’s scarf is epic.
Uh, he wasn’t just script editor. He was one of the writers for that serial. He also wrote the serial “Pirate Planet”, the unaired serial “Shada” (which was released as a radio broadcast and as a webcast).
Not to mention that was far from the only serial he was script editor for. He was script editor the entire 16th and 17th season.
adams did a lot with doctor who. he was script editor for a couple of years, actually, and a lot of the stuff in his books was ideas he had working on doctor who
Happy thought time. In physics, since getting all my attendance points in lecture and RSD are pretty much a given, and since so much extra is given in the way of homework, getting all the points there is pretty much a given, even if I only get the lowest passing grade in lab (75%, which is unlikely I’d do that poorly), I only need to get a 68% on all the remaining tests and I’ll still get an A out of the course.
So that’s happy thought of the day, because it’s fairly unlikely that I’ll do that badly.
Haha…the Slow Moderation thing is funny. “In the future, the Administrators hope to exchange their cumbersome proton-and-neutron-based bodies for electron-based models that can be transported at near-instantaneous speeds via wireless networks.” I wanna make that upgrade as well.
Hallooooo! This is Enc and Sudo, having a mini-pseudo-kokon at Enc’s house. (unnanounced, planned this morning.) He’s picking up music for our band.
~Enc
‘Tis true. He wrote the music to a poem I posted on a previous Poems and Songs thread. </shamelessly advertises work> It sounds excellent. Hopefully once NoN gets started we can send in a recording to MuseBlog?
By the way, Enc, move in our chess game.
~Sudo
I didn’t really know where to post this, but it’s my essay for history class and I just wanted to know if it’s boring or historically inaccurate or not. It’s fiction, by the way. Pies if you read it. It’s pretty long.
It had been fifteen springs since the spring of my birth when my father said to me, “Sits-in-Trees, we must take caution, for a strange people have come to our home. They have white faces and have come from the bay on huge boats.” Soon after that day, I saw them myself, as I hid in the grasses alongside the shore of the river. I watched these White Men as they stood in the river. They wore metal hats and much clothing and looked very hot. I did not understand why they filled their bowls with water over and over, as the water kept spilling out the bottom. I was afraid of the men because their language sounded angry, and because we have heard many stories from other tribes of men with pale faces who came from the ocean and killed the tribal people with powerful killing sticks. I wondered why the pale-faced men had come.
Now, it is two springs since the White Men arrived. I am sitting atop a tall pine tree, looking out into the bay. It has been a difficult two years. Many of our people have been killed by the killing sticks of the White Men, which we all fear; but very many White Men have died as well, from starvation, heat, fights, or strange diseases which make them delirious and weak. The White Men have built large wooden enclosures with strange designs scratched on the walls: 1607. They believe they are safe within and do not often venture out. However, they do not know that our noble chief Opechancanough has ordered me, and others skilled at climbing trees, to spy upon the fort day and night from the tops of trees. As I watch now, their chief, whom they call John Smith, is speaking to them in the angry language. Some are using their killing sticks on others. The White Men lack judgment. I have seen many die. Maybe they will all perish, I think, and our land will be peaceful again. Then I notice something on the bay. It is another ship like the ones the White Men arrived on. I watch it for many minutes. As the sun sets, men begin to exit the ships. There are many. I am sure they are White Men, for they are wearing metal clothing that glints in the sun. Silently I leap out of the tree and begin running to find our chief.
I spend the next four days at the edge of the forest. Many men of the tribe are here watching the ships of the White Men. There are three ships, and very many new White Men. So far they have been occupied with mooring their ships. Now we are watching as they march up to the walls the White Men have built outside the forest. The leader of the new men calls out in his language and the gate of the enclosure opens and John Smith walks out. John Smith and the new leader converse. Then the new leader must have given the order to go back to the ships, for the new White Men turn and walk towards the shore. For the rest of the afternoon the new White Men carry items from their ships to the walls. That night Chief Opechancanough calls council and we tell him what we have seen. “These are dangerous times,” the chief says. “The White Men kill us with their killing sticks. They will take over the land where we farm. We must attack. We must drive them away.” His daughter Pocahontas disagrees. She thinks we might give them food in exchange for their exotic goods, and then our tribe will benefit. But Chief Opechancanough tells her that the arrival of the White Men means the death of our people, and then she does not say anything more. The men of the council agree with the chief that we must attack. I think that if we do not display our might, the White Men will attack and kill us before we can kill them.
We decide to wait for any signs of hostility before we begin the war. Two months pass in peace. The White Men are digging farms and planting seeds, although it is late in the planting season. John Smith comes twice, bringing gifts of metal knives and glass ornaments. We give him skins and seeds in return. It seems as if there will be no war. Then at the turn of summer, something disastrous happens. As Strength-of-Bear, a man from our tribe, is hunting in the woods, he shoots a deer with an arrow. Two White Men see the deer fall and hide nearby, and as Strength-of-Bear comes to pick up the deer, they use their killing sticks on him. They steal the dead deer as Strength-of-Bear dies. This news is brought to us by Strength-of-Bear’s hunting partner, Swimming-Trout, as he bears the body back to the village. “The White Men have managed to kill a great man,” says Chief Opechancanough. “If we do not act, we will all be killed.” We begin our attack the next night. We kill the White Men’s livestock and dig up the seeds they have planted. We shoot our arrows into the fort and shoot the White Men as they try to repair their farms. The White Men use enormous monsters to launch metal balls at us, but we are always hiding and they cannot see us. So they begin sneaking into the woods with their killing sticks, shooting at anything that moves. They kill nine of our men in this way. It is chaos. Everyone is afraid that the White Men will come to our village and rampage it.
The worst happens three months after the fighting began. John Smith comes to the village with six other White Men to trade with our chief. Their food supply is depleted since their farms were damaged. “Go,” says Chief Opechancanough when John Smith meets him. “We will not trade today.” John Smith bows and turns to leave. I see the desperate faces of the men behind him. They say furious things to him. John Smith walks on. As they are leaving the village, two White Men suddenly turn and seize a basket of corn from Skies-as-Eyes, a village woman. Everyone who sees them do this is shocked: Stealing from a woman is unpardonable. Hawk-Wings and I run after the thieves. I use my bow to shoot an arrow at the neck of one man. He falls and I see that it is not a man who stole from Skies-as-Eyes. I do not see the true bandits. Then I hear a loud noise and see Hawk-Wings scream and plummet to the dirt. I turn and shoot an arrow in the direction of the sound. Another loud noise comes from behind me and suddenly I am falling too. It is the end, but I know I have been brave. All I can do now is hope that the White Men will not murder us all in this war.
Immodium is for diarrhea. Not nausea. If you take it for nausea when you don’t have diarrhea, you might get better, but you’ll also get all tight and feel bad anyway.
I can’t believe I spent all weekend taking the wrong medicine and feeling awful. Hopefully now that it’s out of my system, I’ll go back to normal naturally and take Pepto-Bismol for the nausea.
So… many… apples. For dinner this evening I had apple sausage and fried apples, washed down by a tall glass of apple cider. For dessert, a caramel apple.
…Sometimes I really wish I could handle emotions. That I went through all the normal highs and lows and I could sympathize with others going through lows. That sometimes, just sometimes, I could be depressed for a few days and know what it was like.
Maybe then I’d be some use in emotional discussions.
Oh my god! This weather is amazing! I saw streaks of lightning in the sky about twenty times tonight! The rain is insane, and the thunder sounds beautiful. It’s a mild night, so we have all of the windows open, and you can hear everything- the thunder, the tapping of the rain on the windows. It’s so lovely.
I’ve been so busy, sorry for not posting.
Well, there was the time my friend had a massive sleepover birthday party and we stayed up until 8:00am. We all finally went to sleep around then and woke up a half hour later. I didn’t sleep for more than a half hour total within a 36-hr period….
And then woke up with magic marker on my face and my hands taped together.
SO CONFLICTED. So, the backstory.
My mom volunteers in the prison with the Alternatives to Violence Program (AVP), which is basically what it sounds like, it’s a program offered to inmates to hep them learn non-violent strategies for coping with conflict. They have inmates and outsiders take the training and work together teaching the net wave of people, and it’s a highly respected program inside of the system, does a lot of good, etc. You have to be 18 to do it, and it’s always been assumed that I would take the basic training as soon as I turned 18, which I did this past spring, and now the time is coming up (this coming weekend, to be precise) and I’m signed up for it.
I want to do this, I really do, I think it’s a totally important program to support and learn about and I want to meet the guys who I’ve heard about since forever.
But…there’s a but in here.
I just got a message from a friend of mine who I’ve recently gotten back in touch with. She’s a sailor, now living in her hometown-an hour away from me. From the 12th to the 19th is the Great Chesapeake Bay Schooner Race, the race itself starts on Thursday. You start to see the conflict? Ahh, yes. So I was hoping to just go down tomorrow, watch the parade of sail, meet up with Elan, say hi, come home, then start AVP on Friday, except that…..I just got a note from Elan.
One of the ships needs a deckhand for the race. So basically, I could race a schooner on the Chesapeake Bay for a week. I’ve been dreaming about getting back on a boat as soon as my feet hit dry land, and I want to sail different ships and learn more and get more sea time, etc.
But I feel like I should do AVP, I mean, I’ve been signed up for it for a few months, and everyone’s expecting me to go. And I really want to! It’s just horrible, horrible timing. It makes me sick, I could be sailing, but I know if I go sailing I’ll feel terrible about skipping out of AVP.
116.1~ I am, I said that’s what I’d do and I’m sticking with that. I’m still bummed that it’s the same time, but alas. I sent them a message asking if I could sail with them tomorrow in the parade of sail, but I haven’t gotten any response, so I’m guessing it won’t work out. But we may hopefully still go to see it all, so that’ll be good.
Heh, post 116. Coincidentally, that’s the overall length of the Susan Constant, the ship that got me into this whole mess in the first place, when I fell in love with tall ships and the sea…. *sigh*
117~ Congrats! I look forward to reading it when I get my Oct. issue!
I don’t know if any of you have been following the story about the Chilian miners who’ve been trapped underground for over 2 months now, but I’ve been trying to pay attention to the situation since it started, and so when I logged on a few minutes ago I was so happy to find out that the first miner has been rescued! They’ve gotten at least one person out now. They drilled a HUGE shaft down to where they are, and thankfully most of it is through fairly stable bedrock so only the upper portion had to have supports put in. The poor people have been down there for so long–I’m not sure I would have been able to handle it. It’s relieving to find out that the situation is close to being over!!
I saw the same thing–one miner rescued already. I hope everything holds up until they can get the other 32 out. The whole affair has been handled really well on the whole and it’s great that the miners don’t have to wait until Christmas as originally thought.
I know–when I first heard the estimate on how long it might take to get them out, I was really worried for them. Nearly half a year stuck underground? D:
I think it’s being handled well now. I remember reading somethign when it first happened saying that the mining company originally wasn’t going to do ANYTHING to help–not sure if this is true, or f they’re playing any role in the rescue, but I’m glad so many people were working to help them.
Anyway, a second is out now, possibly more. Hurray!
Four out now. Bedtime for me. I’ve found a live feed video of what’s going on, and it’s great to see the miners reunited with their families. I can’t imagine what they must be feeling. I’ll watch more tomorrow. Hopefully all will continue to go well tonight. Fingers crossed!
I’m really glad that they’re (probably *crosses fingers*) going to be all right. I’m impressed with the way the miners themselves have dealt with it all – I heard that they’d asked a lawyer to write up a legal document for them all to sign stating that none of them could/would profit more from the experience than any of the others. In other words, they’re making sure that nobody gets left out of the opportunities that are sure to flow their way. That, on top of the way they rationed food/organized themselves/etc…it’s cool.
So have I. And it comes as good news but then I begin to question myself (I think too much; is that possible? Shouldn’t thinking be an activity that increases in value exponentially!), is this a story of human interest- survival over great odds through companionship and fortitude of will? Of the undying optimism that each person holds, if only as a response to imminent danger to continue on as he is built, a biological machine for procreation? Or of the accomplishments that technology can bring to those who fight and work and innovate? But why were those miners down there anyway, deep under 3 miles in through the Earth that is home to us all but respected by few or am I being self righteous? Did you know that we may be reaching peak copper? Imagine tearing down Liberty Enlightening the World for the copper she holds isn’t that tragic imagery.
And we are drawn to the story of 33 men deep beneath us because it holds such redeeming hope pulled up by innovation into the sunlight bright but in a place that has a record of safety violations and what does the future hold for those lucky who were not trapped and can only lead mundane lives happy for current livelihood but aware of the danger everlurking? Where are they not just in victorious Chi! Lea! but in your own country and facing bigger bosses who now run for public office I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend? When the divide seems so great and the stakes so large and the facts so confused by faces so big shouting!
And why can’t I fall asleep without distraction light books to occupy my mind to hush the recesses who howl. “America I can’t stand my own mind.”
They rationed what little food they had until they were found. After that, the rescue effort began sending down small amounts of food through an itty-bitty hole drilled down there that they also communicated through.
Mhm. At the start, before anyone/thing had reached the area they were in, the all banded together and were able to make 48 hours of supplies last 17 days.* At that point, a hole had been drilled down to them, and there were supplies dropped down. For the trip to the surface, NASA donated some special fluid food that combats nausea even. At least 1, probably more, of them were diabetic though, which must have made things very hard down there. They’re all in surprisingly good shape though, it seems.
Yeah, Mom found a live feed covering that, so we watched that during most of the hours before the first rescue. Mom’s been telling us about this entire thing as it’s been happening.
I was very happy that they got the first out, and I really hope they get the rest out just as successfully.
I’d been loosely following it before this, but was really thrilled when I heard on the radio this morning that 8 people had been rescued. How amazing.
Then during English class, my teacher had the news on in the background so we got to watch two of the miners come up and were all cheering. It was just so great to be able to see them being reunited with their families.
24 miners are safely out now!! The sickest/weakest are all up with no problems. Only 9 more to go, they’re saying they can hopefully manage it before the night’s over!
The walls of the music room at school are saturated with music, such that it turns them into a living being, in a sense, as they are nonetheless continually being inundated with yet more music.
Progress has been made on repealling Don’t Ask, Don’t tell, per the BBC.
I stayed up until about 11:30 last night watching the first miner get pulled up. Took about an hour to lower it, pull it up and stick sandbags in it to test weight limits, and then another hour to drop it in with a paramedic and strap the dude in and pull him out.
Cake. I collided with someone in soccer today, and when I ate dinner today the end bracket on my top braces came loose. Now I have to worry about it falling off. And about playing soccer again tomorrow, Friday and Saturday. And that I will have to get it taken off on Monday. And that it will set me back three months with my braces. CAKE.
My bracket completely fell off – so basically the wire’s just sticking out on its own, but thankfully I’m going in for an appointment soon and the people said that as long as it doesn’t hurt (its not poking me or anything, which is good) I should be fine until then…
Leland Melvin, one of the astronauts I met at the World Science Festival, has been appointed head of NASA’s education efforts! And given how great he was with all of the little kids at the WSF, I can’t think of anybody better for the job!
I went to see schooners yesterday! And I met up with a friend I hadn’t seen in four years! And I drove and got entirely lost in Baltimore but didn’t die and Mom’s not as grumpy about me making the trip to NC by myself now!
More on the boats later.
I’m tye-dying today, which should be fun.
Question of the day: short brown rhinestone-studded cow[girl] boots, or taller plain black boots with a buckle at the ankle?
Oh noes, Fern doesn’t know what boots to wear! 0.o
Yeah anyway. Breakfast. Uh, lunch. Urg, I slept in too late. >.< But I GOT 9 and 1/2 HOURS OF SLEEP! Which is good, I guess. 0200 is not a good time to go to sleep, why can't I learn this?
Isn’t it about time for Part 2 of the random thread?
Does anyone else feel uncomfortable with expensive clothing? I had to buy a new coat today, and the one I was finally forced to get was ninety dollars, down from one hundred forty. I just don’t feel relaxed wearing a coat that costs so much money, for some reason. A twenty dollar coat would be much nicer.
But often it isn’t worth the money- I got a sweater for $20 from the supermarket, and at school people asked me if it was a Marks & Spencer exclusive, which- I checked- cost over a hundred dollars. I mean, it’s just cloth.
Maybe it’s my skewed social circle, but I know a number of people who are going to school for and/or in the fashion industry… and they would disagree quite strongly
Personally I feel that lots of clothes are overpriced because many labels are only in it as status symbols, but there’s a clear difference between well made clothes and poorly made ones.
That depends. I always buy expensive anoraks and winter coats, but I’ve had the coat I’m wearing now for almost six years and it still looks good & is warm. I only feel really uncomfortable with expensive earrings & necklaces, etc, because I’m terrified of loosing them.
For me, an anorak if waterproof and bright-colored, meant for hiking and skiing, with a detachable thick lining and still loose enough put on another sweater under it.*
A winter coat is black or dark brown, made of thick material, water-repellant in case snow melts on it, discreet enough to wear every day from roughly november through march and fancy enough to wear in case a formal occasion arrises and should be warm enough for temperatures down to about -10 °C.*
(The whole color thing is so the winter coat won’t clash and so the anorak stand out from the snow in case of an accident.)
Fascinating! I think of a winter coat as usually, but not necessarily having the detachable waterproof outer shell and thick inner lining that you describe as an anorak, but not the same colors. That would be more of a ‘sport’ coat though?
I never really heard anorak until it came up in french, and then I thought it was more of a windbreaker. Turns out I use one regularly!
I’m not sure about the accuracy of the terms as I use them, especially since the winter coat rules are mainly laid down by living in Vienna (10 C is about as cold as it gets except for a few odd days in the winter). For me, an anorak is botha sports coat and a rain jacket.
Yes indeed. I’ve actually found coats and other items that I could only dream about purchasing new. Depending on the shop, sometimes you can find things that still have the original tags on them.
I can’t say I’ve exactly felt that way…I mean, I’m not really one for shopping, but shopping for clothes is usually ok. Shoes drive me crazy (I have extremely skinny feet, as well as tiny hands, but that’s a completely different story. Needless to say, shopping for shoes is terrible.) As far as expensive clothing goes…it depends on what it is. I mean, if I really love what I got, then yeah, I’m going to be excited regardless of price. But then there’s always those moments of “oh-crap-I-just-wasted-my-money-on-something-totally-pointless”, but that’s different.
Congratulations!
I thought you were “older” than me on the blog, though. I celebrated my one year blogiversary in May, but for some reason I thought you had come on just a bit before me… Everything just melts together after awhile.
Hmm… Yeah, 1 year sounds about right. Happy blogiversary!
Oh, I think my wing might be watching HtTYD as a wing activity… *needs to convince us to watch Dr. Who instead. I mean, most of my wing (including my RC) watches it.
I had a good day.
As you may know, I spent today in a medium-high security prison taking an Alternatives to Violence Program (AVP) workshop.
It went well, the style of learning is very well thought-out, it consists of “light and livelies” which are games like Simon Says and “big wind blows” basically a musical chairs variant, then exercises that are game-like but emphasize communication, problem-solving, co-operation, communication, good stuff like that.
The focus is on learning to change what could be violent and/or deadly confrontations into positive interactions with others, and it’s fascinating to see a bunch of inmates who most of society reviles come together and admit, shocked themselves, that they’re okay about talking and sharing their thoughts and feelings, some of the for the first time since they were incarcerated.
A lot of the guys are only a few years older than I am, I think J is 19, actually, just one year. We talked about school and our common struggles on focusing and self-discipline, making rash decisions and focusing on short term pleasure instead of sticking with things that’ll be better in the long run.
At the beginning of the day we were all kind of quiet and like “uh, what’s going on? I have no idea, I’m just going to stare at the ground and act invisible” and at the end we were all cutting up and joking around. To the extent that it was a little too rowdy and the facilitators had to yell to be heard, except C, whenever he says something the entire room falls silent because he’s amazing and you can’t help but have a ton of respect for the guy.
So yeah. That’s what I did today, and I’m going back tomorrow and Sunday.
Homecoming football game was today! We won! It was the only game we’ve won the entire season, because our football team really, really sucks!
I love being a roadie for the pep band. I hold the music for the flutes, bake cookies, and go on runs to the Snack Shack. I’m so indespensible. *hairflip* But we did manage to do some marching during halftime, which is pretty awesome.
I’m pretty sure the band is the most talented part of all of our football games, since our team is terrible, our cheerleaders are basically the worst cheerleaders I’ve ever seen, and none of the fans are really paying attention to the game.
Our homecoming game at my college is today, I believe. There’s banners all over proclaiming that we’re going to beat the opposing team. I’m gonna laugh so hard if we lose.
That sound exactly like my school’s football team. Except instead of cheerleaders, we have the dance line. We won our first game on Friday, too, and everyone was so surprised that we actually won. It was an away game, though, so only a few people actually witnessed the miraculous event.
I played at my homecoming on Friday ( band, obviously ) and it was raining and all of our fingers froze, but I had fun, and we played our Bon Jovi show at halftime and apparently sounded good even though it’s hard to play on cold instruments. Also, when we left after halftime, we were winning 35-0. Our football team is bad but the team we were playing was apparently much worse.
I came in early to school and got to read a copy of The Guinness Book of World Records 1992 that one of the teachers had around. (Almost none of the space ones still stand!)
I did all of my Latin and English homework in school.
We got bagels in English class.
I learned how to use the lightmeter for my science project measuring light pollution. (And I learned what a foot-candle is!)
I saw my old friend Peggy.
I ate mashed potatoes and meat loaf with great sauce for dinner.
It was Friday.
Bad things that happened yesterday:
We had a presentation on fights in our school, which apparently have been breaking out quite a lot although I haven’t seen any. I wasn’t scared before, but I think I might be now.
There was a storm.
My mom came home late from work, which put my dad in a bad mood.
Ow… I’m either getting my wisdom teeth or turning into a crocodile. It’s not especially painful or anything, it just really drives me crazy, especially since I’ll probably have to get them pulled in a few years from now anyway and it’s annoying.
133- Wow, that’s cool
132- Neat. I remember when you came. I forgot my blogiversary this year, and it really annoys me. Happy belated blogiversary!
PSATs are death to take as a sophomore. Probably as a junior too, but I’ve never been a junior so I wouldn’t know. Still. XP. Didn’t even finish the written math portion.
I’m glad I didn’t take them, then. I had the option, but I’m already missing a bunch of classes this week because of soccer and I didn’t want to think about it. *feels smart*
I am, however, taking the SAT Subject Test for Spanish in November. Ayyy…
I actually found them very easy. I mean, it’s not like I liked them or anything, but I didn’t mind them too much. And since I’m a junior, they can lead to money. And money’s good.
Thought #1: WTF?
Thought #2: OMG SLEEP.
Thought #3: These sandwiches aren’t nearly as delectable now as they were this morning. But I’m hungry. Whatever.
Return to Thought #1 and add a bit of dread.
So. I am sitting inside my amazing blanket fort…one of the first that I’ve built that’s actually stayed up. I even risked attaching things to the door…so I now have a sign that says ‘Please do not open door beyond four inches, and open it slowly!’ taped to it.
I managed to use most of my room…so any floor space that isn’t occupied by my bed or my desk is now covered in blankets, sheets and pillows. I was running around the house flat all day because I was so excited and hyper. Though my room isn’t *that* big, so the fort isn’t humongously huge or anything, but it’s still quite spacious, and cosy.
I’m going to use it to surprise my sister when she gets back on Tuesday (that’sthedayI’mgettingmynewviolincasesoexcitedsoexcited) from her week-long camp. And I’m thinking of having a sleepover in it with a few friends during fall break, if I’m allowed to leave it up for that long.
Well, that’s it for now. I’ve got to go to dinner, which unfortunately I must consume in the dining room. :/ Ah well.
Oh, and I know I haven’t posted for a while, being busy with homework, but I’ll try to be on more. And it’s good to be back! *giant, all-MB-encompassing hug*
that sounds super awesome!!!!! and the sign sounds like a great idea. and i’ve never made a blanket fort I can stand in. and by the way, where do you live?
Okay….Maybe I’m just antisocial and easily irritated, but, really. Would someone please inform the male population that just because a girl is eating by herself in the caf, does not mean she wishes an unknown male to invite himself to her table, and subsequently strike up conversation with her. That guy a month ago, the really hyper somewhat overly friendly freshie on his 18th birthday was more than enough. Now it’s just becoming a pattern. A pattern I’m not particularly fond of, thanks. Although, this pattern would lend credence to Alan’s comment yesterday that there are probably plenty of guys besides him who think I’m cute, but that I’m just not outgoing enough to have met them (me’n’Alan have strange conversations, by the way).
but yeah. I was sitting at the caf, eating lunch, minding my own business, perfectly content to eat and run (I’ve got to study for physics). then out of nowhere, some guy comes and asks if he can sit with me, while there are well over a dozen completely empty tables to be found in the caf. It’s not like it was crowded and nowhere else to sit. But he invites himself to my table, anyway. Annoying and creepy much?
And then… “So, are you from around here?”
Me: “No….”
Him: “I thought so….You sound different [uh, no, really? I have a cold, I sound terrible, that doesn’t mean I’m from elsewhere, though ] Where from?”
Me: “alaska…”
Him: “Oh, really? I thought you might be foreign…”
Me: “Uh, no.”
Him: “Well, from alaska, you almost might as well be, I mean, that’s really far away.”
Me: “Uh….”
Him: “So, do you guys think of your self as american or canadian?”
Me: *thinking–what the cake? Talk about the newest most mental question I’ve been asked….* “Uhm, American….”
Him: “All the way?”
Me: *again, thinking, wtc?* “Uh, yeah?”
Him: Sarah palin?
Me: Uhm, she’s fine. Dunno that she had the experience for vp, but she was fine as governor [seriously, palin quetions are getting WAY old]
Him: *babbles about how VP requires no experience, all they do is judge tie breakers and try to get the president assassinated*
Me: Uhm, okay…..
Yeah. And I was eating lunch in [name of one of the main cafs on campus], before heading to the library to study physics. The creeper seriously walked me all the freaking way over to the freaking library, at one point quizzing me on what cafs on campus I usually eat in. [my answer being that it depends on where my classes were….and he apparently eats in [caf in center of campus] alot, you can tell what caf I’m going to be eating at even less, not that I ever eat there anyway, except very rarely. I mean, seriously? creepy, much?]. And then when I made my escape into the library, he basically stated that he hopes to see me around, and that I should totally flag him down should I see him. Uh….what? No. Just no. go away. Not interested in grad student creepers, thanks. I mean, seriously, he’s a grad student, he asked me at one point if I was a freshman. Granted, I’m not a freshie, but seriously? Grad student & freshie? Creeper dude, much?
I mean, seriously, that’s at least the second guy, no scratch that, that’s the third guy who has invited himself to eat with me this semester. Aforementioned freshie at beginning of post invited himself over to my table, when it was evident that he’d already eaten half of his food (possibly while waiting in line for something at a different line in the caf, and not having vacated a table to invite himself to mine), but still. And that guy was just hyper and strange, and apparently it was his 18th birthday…..Then there was another guy a couple weeks ago, but in his instance, the caf was uber busy, I was almost done eating, and really he just wanted somewhere to sit, and wasn’t creepy at all. the grad student creeper today, I could see at least 6 empty tables from where I was seated,a lone, and he clearly didn’t pick up on the fact that I had no interest in chatting,a nd certainly had no interest in being walked from the caf a half a dozen blocks to the library. I would have considered ditching him to go back to my dorm, then going to the library (since my dorm is only a block from the caf, if even),b ut that would requrie disclosing where If reaking live to grad school creepr, which is so not happening.
Oh, on an un-annoying note, I also met a guy from AK today. I was standing in line to get swiped into plaza, wearing my AK grown sweatshirt, and trying to see what the menu said was being served today, when I hear “So…Are you from Alaska?” I turn to my left, where a guy’s just leaving the caf (I’m quite sure it’s the guy I saw in this same caf on Friday with an AK sweatshirt, who I was wondering if was from AK….). Me: “yes.” Him: “Where at?” Me: “[name of my town]” Him: “I’m from Juneau.” Me: “Sweet” Him: “So, why’d you come here?” Me: Prevet. You? Him: Engineering. [I swear, this totally made me recall the fact that I crossed this emblem by the engineering building, that according to campus tradition, makes you fated to marry an engineer.]
And that conversation was fine and normal, not creepy. Not like grad school creeper dude. I mean, really, there’s a difference between being friendly, and being TOO friendly. Like asking me if I’ve got friends here, and t hen when I say that yes, I’ve got some friends, asking me if they were busy and that’s why I was eating alone? Dude, I’ve got friends, that doesn’t mean I always eat with said friends. Stop being creepy and go away.
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I mean, really, why are so many people inviting themselves to eat with me this year, when they never have before? I don’t think I ever had anybody, except the occasional girl when the caf was slammed and there were literally NO empty tables, ever ask to sit with me. And now there’s been two guys who have invited themselves to sit up me, not because the caf was busy, but tostrike up overly friendly conversation. I mean, c’mon, peoples, seriously. Enough. i might get it if I was some uber-hot girl that all the guys drooled over, but I’m not, and I’m definitely not interested in the unwanted attention. Just, enough. Please.
Honestly, again, I think he was just trying to be nice/friendly. You said it was a little too friendly, but really anyone who’s going to decide to talk to people they don’t know randomly is going to be pretty extroverted/etc. A bit too much so, yes, but I doubt he meant to seem creepy or anything.
I agree with Jade here. He saw you sitting alone, and thought you might like some company. He was also alone, perhaps craving company. Overly friendly is not close to creepy.
Also, Alaska, being non-continental US, seems strange and intriguing. Questions will be asked.
That is kind of weird/creepy. Also, asking if Alaskans thought they were Canadian is really, really weird. Alaska is in America, person-talking-to-Luna. If you’re in America, you’re American. It’s like asking people from Manhattan if they consider themselves New Yorkers or New Jerseyans.
Yeah, that currently tops the list of idiotic questions I’ve been asked about Alaska. Because, really, so Alaska is up in the north next to Canada. That doesn’t mean we think of ourselves as Canadian, just because we’re closer to Canada than the rest of the US. It’s still a completely different country.
to be honest, some people next to southern canada do think of themselves more as canadians. it’s a bit of a dumb question, but not the most idiotic i’ve heard
I live in Washington State, and I’ve never seen/heard anything like that. Maybe it’s different further north than where I live or in other parts of the country.
I actually find that the opposite is true. Rule of thumb is that the more deeply engrossed I am in a book, the more likely some random (male) person* will ask “whatcha reading?”
*Pardon the stereotype, but if a woman asks, she usually already knows me.
Perhaps she should bring a textbook and notebook, and look awfully busy and frustrated. Although that seems like a lot of trouble to go through just to dine in peace.
Well, I need information. This may not be the right thread, but this is where it is most likely I will get what I want.
That said-I am doing a report on ancient chronologies of the Near East. Is there anyone with any particular knowledge of this topic? Your help is greatly appreciated.
140~ Oh darlin’, you are cute. I promise.
But yeah, I totally know what you mean. I don’t mind having people pay attention to me, but I don’t like unsolicited attention. It’s flattering for a few seconds and then it’s like GAH RUN AWAY OR SOMETHING. *hugs* Hang in there girlie.
So, I went to the Race to the End of the Earth (About Scott and Admunsen’s race to the south pole) exhibit at the Museum of Natural History today.
I loved it. Polar exploration has always been one of my obsessions, and seeing the actual compasses and watches and binoculars these people used… amazing.
Yay. Staying home today, but instead of doing anything productive I’ve spent the whole morning messing around on the computer. Still, if I was at school I’d being procrastinating in religion class, so it could be worse.
Oh my god SO MUCH IS GOING ON and I like, am doing social things which is weird and not like me at all, but it is with such awesome people it doesn’t even matter. Short story: life is awesome and I am really really happy here
Seventy words is five pages of AP Euro vocab. Oh my lord. At least I split it with my friend. I still have math, chem, and some more euro to do, but I’ll just do math now and finish up the rest tomorrow. This week is going to be incredibly hectic. I’m sorry for abandoning everyone.
Yayness! Bookgirl_me is going to be a debbie this year, well a junior debbie and she just got asked to the prom. So she gets to buy a beautiful white dress and dance the first dance and did she mention that someone asked her to dance with them and not the other way around!
yaynessyaynessyayness *bounces off walls*
Today is a wonderful day. Okay, german sucked, but our chemistry teacher has thought of a new system to earn good grades which involves getting assignments that you have to be able to solve the next class. Since I have devised a new system to deal with this type of problem, I can strongly influence if not control the bell curve- chemistry A, slam dunk.
i saw the obamas sunday! it was fantastic. and i have a story that i’ve been telling everyone but it’s funny so people can just deal…a girl almost passed out in the crowd (not the funny part) and so the medic and a couple secret service dudes came in to help her, and one of the secret service guys fell trying to climb the fence and schwager had to catch him
also got to see andy, he came up with his college dems group! he didn’t stand with us though, we were way ahead in line. we sat outside for about four hours in line but it was so worth it. we played harry potter uno and euchre and ended up right behind the priority seating
then we went and got delicious burritos and then i failed to write a paper (which i did this morning, finished just now)
now back to HvZ! i don’t know if i’ve told you guys about it yet…haven’t had much time to post. but i was OZ which was SO FUN and the zombies are hardcore organized because we got like half the neil house people (the most hardcore faction in the game). i’ve only got five kills so far though, and i haven’t had any since the first day. i’ve been in the front lines being a meat shield for the horde. maybe today i’ll get some though. i’m going to the day mission which starts right before bio ends so i’m basically going to be calling people like “helllppp what’s going on” (there are two missions a day and you have to go to one every 48 hours)
but yeah i’ll probably go to class a bit early and see if i can spot any BRAAAINNNSS
although i’m going to fail this italian quiz. so hard. uggghh i hate languages. i really need to pass this class and be done with it, it’s my last language class and if i fail i will kick babies or something. angryface.
Okay, so LONG POST AHEAD. Today is my sort-of-free-time day, because I do laundry so I have to hang around the building a bit. But it gives me time to post a large Life Update, since I’ll have really had time to say on here is short posts with not much detail.
I feel like I haven’t had a just-for-the-heck-of-it post in awhile, have I? Well, going to fix that right now…
First of all, I HATE STINKBUGS. They are the most annoying creatures on Earth. If you kill one (Or even, oh, say, accidentally smush one with your finger…yes, it’s happened!) THEY STINK. This is no exaggeration > they really do have this distinct, disgusting odor about them, and they’re everywhere. In my house, at my school, blegh. Just blegh. Today we found a couple of dead ones in my friend’s desk, which was nasty. Normally I’m ok with insects, as in, I can tolerate them, but enough is enough… Does anybody else have stinkbugs? It’s probably a regional thing…
Socially-or-whatever wise I am SO happy this year with my friends. Yes, I am quite literally over the moon…my friends are amazing. Last year was horrible, but this year is making up for it day by day. We never stop laughing. Even though I don’t think my teachers are as good as they were last year, there has got to be at least one really great memorable moment per day. Plus everybody seems to be in a much more “live life, oh WHO CARES” kind of mindset, which is just so…freeing. Yes, there will always be those little annoying people that constantly crawl up your back and try to bite you, but (most) of my friends and I are really done with it and just want to have fun and enjoy our last year together. They are crazy, and they’re not afraid to be nerdy, and I think that’s making the difference because instead of, “Ohmygosh, she’s so gross she’s wearing all black,” we’re just like “That’s cool! You’re a ninja!” or something awesome.
I really don’t think I’ve had friends that I can feel I can be myself around this much as I have had this year. I just feel so darn lucky, it’s like, why do I deserve it?
For example: (sorry, ranting about my friends a lot aren’t I…) One of my best friends and I walked around school the other day after Latin cracking people up because we were doing a play that involved a bunch of witches’ hats (long story), so we were pretending that they were the Sorting Hat and assigning people to Houses. My cheeks hurt from laughing afterwards.
Moving along…School is ok right now. I have all A’s and B’s, but hoping to bring most of the B’s (Some B+’s) up to A’s so I can make First Honors by the end of the trimester, but we’ll see. Science is actually a lot harder this year than last year, since we’re doing Physics, but the labs are pretty interesting.
So that’s pretty much it for now…hope everyone’s having good school-lives too!
that’s so wonderful! hearing that makes me really happy! and of course you deserve that!! that mindset is really the best one to have, i had that for most of last year and it was so wonderful. YAY!
Who could defeat a vampire?
1. Elves with nunchucks
2. Elves without nunchucks
3. Legolas
4. Gandalf
5. Aslan
6. Harry Potter
7. Dumbledore
8. Starbuck
9. Eowyn
10. Moby Dick
11. Garlic bread (yum!)
12. BALROGS!
13. Ninjas
14. Chuck Norris
It’s like the Witch-King saying, “No man can kill me.” As he found out, lots of other things can defeat him, like women and hobbits.
Perhaps Buffy…?
Speaking of that, there is a LOTR/Buffy crossover at our library.
http:// evergreen . lib . in . us/opac/en-US/skin/default/xml/rresult.xml?rt=series&tp=series&t=The%20noble%20dead%20saga&l=72&d=0&f=&av=&ol=145&at=300
GAPAs, I realize this is a library catalog, but it’s not my local library, it’s the Indiana State Library via Evergreen, so I hope it’s okay.
I just got back from Hong Kong. It was awesome! Kind of like Singapore, but bigger and better. Actually, it seems like Singapore tried to copy a lot of the finer points of Hong Kong. Almost like the Singapore government is run by fifth-graders who tried to build a diorama of Hong Kong but got bored halfway through and never bothered to add the interesting stuff.
Hong Kong has an awesome transit system, friendly people, a neat history, and THE WORLD’S BEST FOOD. It doesn’t get any better than Xiao Long Bao. The ones at the food court here, which I always adored, pale in comparison; small, hard, doughy lumps with bland paste and a bit of pre-mixed chicken sauce in them.
The government there is something that interests me. Hong Kong was given over by the British to China in 1997. The PRC, wisely, left it pretty much alone. There’s a 50% PRC Communist Party Member presence in the statehouse there, but they’re mostly for show. Most decisions are made by the independent party there. You don’t even need a visa to get in. And Hong Kong is doing a whole lot better than the rest of China in terms of wealth, morale, and education.
And SFTDP, but China is supposed to let us handle all of our own affairs except national defense and diplomatic relations, however, it’s true that the government is pretty pro-Beijing. I mean, the chief executive is elected by a committee of pro-Chinese business executives and such.
I always found it slightly ironic that in 1997 during the Handover, what many called the world’s most capitalist city was about to be given back to the largest communist/socialist country in the world.
I love Hong Kong too! (Well, I would, wouldn’t I? )
Welcome to the eighth month!
Wait a minute, that’s not right.
Octo… hmmm…
Ah, a Roman to Gregorian calendar switchover mixup!
In any case, I wish Northerners a crisp Autumn, and Southerners a thawing Spring.
I don’t even want to know why you were up at this hour…
I was up until at least 2 in the morning EST~? I stay up late, and as a result, wake up comatose.
I swear, one of these times, you’re gonna wake up in a coma.
I already do; I was tired for three hours after waking up.
HOURS.
yea I couldn’t fall asleep. Usually I go to bed an hour or two earlier, but I still got ~7 hours of sleep.
Sometime between Roman and Julian calendar, rather. I blame Numa.
Merry October!
I fell down 24 stairs today at school. “Fell” being a euphemism for “Got pushed by an angry 12th grader.” And now I have a black eye.
Cheery way to start off the month, no?
Why did they push you?
Ouch!
*Hugs*
Second post?
Yay! October! My birthday’s coming up, as is the DVD release of HTTyD. SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It’s my little sister’s birthday today! I’m going to wait until it’s six o’ clock in the morning her time (we live on different sides of the country) and call her up to wish her a happy birthday!
Meh. I’m really upset, because I was going to get to meet Lemony Snicket in New York today, but I can’t because there’s to much flooding.
Oh yes, the flooding here (LI) was horrible. I got to school almost twenty minutes late. You wouldn’t have enjoyed sitting in traffic for hours, trust me, but I’m sorry about not getting to meet him.
Yeah, the rain here was crazy today. We needed some, but not this much.
that is something that would happen tn his books
My word of the day: “dormiveglia” (Italian, “sleep-waking”)
We don’t have an exact equivalent in English; it’s what we refer to technically as “hypnagogia” (state between waking and sleeping) and “hypnopompia” (the state between sleeping and waking).
I love words and phrases in other languages that express things simply in fewer words than English. I use a lot of Spanish ones in my everyday thought and speech, including “Estadosunidense” (“From the United States”), “asà será” (“That which shall be”) and “pero no mas” (“But not anymore”.)
Or “desenamorándose”: falling out of love.
Or “entrepernar”, a word I randomly found in the dictionary and whose definition I precisely recall: “to put one’s legs between those of another”.
Or the word for green beans, which is literally translated as “green Jews”.
Or “ningunear”, which is basically to make someone into a no-one–it’s more than just shunning or ignoring someone; it’s removing the very concept of their identity.
In a somewhat similar concept, “tutear”, which is the verb for addressing someone by the informal form of “you” instead of the formal, which is more a matter of familiarity than pure syntax.
French has “tutoyer” which conveys the same idea of speaking informally with the “tu” form of “you.”
It’s “dutzen” in German. (tu = du)
I use non-English words all the time for extra meaning- chic for example, but I can’t help but feel like some of those are cheating…
I don’t really speak Spanish, but it looks like desen amorán dose literally means falling out of love, doesn’t it? And Estados unid ense?
Eehhh recombining roots is standard procedure I guess.
I once accidentally taught some French kids that English for un peu de is alittlebitte.
Vendaval:
The etymology is slightly different:
Amor = love
Amar = to love
Enamorar = en+amor+ar = to cause someone to love, to enamor someone
Enamorando = enamoring
Enamorarse = enamorar+se = to cause yourself to love, to fall in love
Desenamorarse = des+enamorarse = become de-enamored, fall out of love
Desenamorándose = falling out of love
Hello all. Just dropping by to let you know I’m still alive and thinking of Museblog, when I’m not hyperventilating. It’s been a busy couple of months.
Have I missed anything? Besides Talk Like a Pirate day. For some reason I always miss that.
Whatcha been up to?
So glad you asked. Moving into college and settling in, mostly. Complicated by the fact that I decided to be smart and take a gap year. In Jordan. Studying Arabic. When I’ve spent most of my life trying to avoid Arabic classes. And then freaking out every single time I realize what I’ve done.
*sigh* I’m fine though. Just exhausted–today had a good dose of Murphy’s Law.
Oh cool! Jordan seems like a really cool place, but I’ve heard that Arabic is really hard. Best of luck with college, I’m in the same position.
I LOVEEEEEEEEEE OCTOBER
5 – i’m sorry beetles! i know that this will sound terrible but that actually sounds like something that would happen in those books, doesn’t it? an unfortunate event D: *bad puns* *sorry*
today is gonna be fun but right now i need to go have breakfast :3 LOOOVEEE OCTOOOBERRRR
and hello GAPAs who are awake! i guess it’s not that early for anyone other than a sloth of a college student but
Axa- That’s what my mom said!
5- That’s horrible. *gives pie with Unfortunate written on it*
8- You’re right! I hope ens house doesn’t burn down… But then again, I’m reasonably certain ens last name is not Baudelaire.
Beetles: I’m sorry….That really sucks.
I’ve never actually read those books, myself, and on a semi related note, I was having an “argument” the other day with someone over whether the Harry Potter series or Series of Unfortunate Events (and Harry Potter vs the Baudelaire children) were better.
He was telling me how SoUE and the Baudelaire kids are so much better than HP series/HP (specifically, that the Baudelaires could kick Harry’s ***). I had no real interest in the conversation (hello, haven’t read them, can’t really say how SoUE compares), plus the guy had never read/watched any of HP, so that was my real irritation, there: You can’t say the one’s better, if you’ve never read or watched the other.
Anyways, that really has no bearing on anything, and I’m very sorry that you didn’t get to go.
Now I want to make a HP/SoUE fanfic.
Lets see…
Harry/Violet
Ginny/Klaus
Bellatrix/Olaf…
Honestly, I don’t like the SoUE books very much. They started off fine but then got really repetitive. And unlike in Harry Potter, the author seems to have had no particular ending in mind and tied off about 10% of the story and left about 90% loose ends.
Yeah. That’s probably why the movie was only the first three books. The rest are a bit boring. But there are some good moments. “The Slippery Slope” was good. Violet and Sunny both growing up a bit.
I always liked the later books in the series better. I loved them all when I first read them, but in retrospect, I think that the first few were fairly repetetive. But I liked how the author left so many loose ends.
If you read “The Unauthorized Autobiography of Lemony Snicket”, and you’ve read the series, it ties off some loose ends. If you haven’t read the series, it just creates more loose ends.
October! I love this month! And thankfully, it’s not a million degrees out. Hopefully that means that October will act like October and be it’s usual crispy, fall-y, gorgeous self. I want to wear sweaters again! I’m finished with summer. If I’m not on a boat, it can be not summer anymore.
Also: pinstriped brown pants + green shirt + vest + multicolored mary janes = FTW.
Yay, October! My teacher gave us candy today. Yum. 50-aww, poor you.
*headdesk* How did the zero get in there?
Mm. October. I love this month and spices and pumpkins and fallen leaves.
I love October and it’s my favorite month but it is SO HOT outside and it is SO HOT in my high school, ESPECIALLY in the band room.
Please cool down. Please.
Send me that heat! It’s about 5°C (41 F, I think) here. That’s winter weather. At least mid-November.
*sucks all heat out of atmosphere, packages it up nicely, and sends it express-mail to Austria*
Maxwell’s Demon would be so useful…
I’d just like to say I’m listening to the Double rainbow song. And earlier I was listening to the Pikachu remix of I’m Your Little Butterfly.
IT’S SO INTENSE!!!!
My friend Hannah showed me that yesterday.
SFTDP
160.1.1-Really!? I like Denmark. He’s hilarious. And Sweden is cool too. But Finland really makes me laugh. “-.-”
Nah, nobody can beat Iceland. He’s just awesome. (Though I must admit, I rather like Wales and New Zealand)
Wait…is this Hetalia related or is it different? * is confused *
Kind of. The girl who makes them sometimes adds in Hetalia. Like there’s one where they’re wearing the hats. Speaking of which…
America: “Get lost, losers! I’m so awesome, I have a country for a hat!”
Canada: “I’m a hat…”
It’s somewhat similar, though not related.
October! *insert confetti*
I’m throwing around the idea of having a birthday party again this year. (yes, this is very random…fyi my birthday also isn’t until the end of November, so I’m thinking about this rather early, but oh well…) I tend to overthink this kind of thing (actually, I tend to overthink a lot of things, but that’s a different post), but I promised myself last year I wouldn’t go to the trouble of having a party this year. They’re just not really my thing, I sort of got talked into it, and the whole thing ended up just being kind of boring in hindsight. Plus, I was having some friends issues then, so I was kind of in a “I’m sort of your friend but not really because I don’t understand all the crap you’ve been throwing at me lately but I’ll invite you to my party because there’s no one else” sorta stage, which didn’t exactly add anything positive to the whole she-bang.
But this year, I have a) new, awesome, friends who share many of the same interests as me and b) the HP movie is coming out only days before my birthday and c) my friends and I would probably see it together anyway so d) why not turn it into a party? Yeah. That was the thought process. But now, all of a sudden, we’re throwing around the idea of having a HP movie marathon (YES) either before/after we see HP7, but not sure if my mom’s golden on that yet. And I’ve never been that comfortable with hosting stuff anyway…I don’t know why, you would think I would enjoy this kind of thing, it’s just…I don’t know. The whole overthinking thing again. *sigh* We’ll figure something out.
There’s also my sister, who basically wants to do THEEXACTSAMETHING for her birthday, even though her birthday is in October. So I don’t even know how that’s gonna happen….
/birthday rant/
An HP marathon would be great. I would say before you see the movie, though.
A HP marathon would be very cool, but maybe you could spread it out over a couple of weeks since you have time? You know, do the first movie soon, and then a week later do the second, and then do the third in a few days, until you’re watching the 6th on/near your birthday.
Orrr…you could just watch the 6th, or just have a general Potter-mania party and have everyone dress up and make wands and all of that fun stuff in preparation for HP7.
Two of my friends have November birthdays, and we’re all planning to go see the movie (hopefully a midnight premier) in full costume. I mean, we would anyways, but the birthday part makes it better.
Hi MuseBlog! My Spanish teacher is telling the class that it’s ock-too-bray! (Her accent is TERRIBLE.) Gotta go, she’s coming over!
So, one month to nano, yeah?
I’m not sure if I’m up for it or not.
Last year’s AP bio kids always hang out with our teacher in the classroom before class starts. Yesterday, they decided that we were going to be their players in their “Fantasy AP Bio Team”. Yes, like Fantasy Football. These are true nerds here. They’re playing for money, but we don’t get any. My teacher thinks they’re crazy; the look she gave them when they told her was hysterical. They sent a sheet around the class yesterday, and we all put our names an averages on it. Today, they made a list of our names by grade. (I’m number five!)
I cannot wait to see how this plays out.
My friend and I tried to start an official “Macaroni and Cheese and AP Biology Club” (mostly to put on our NHS application forms), but that didn’t quite work out. It’s still unofficial at the moment. I absolutely love the idea of a Fantasy AP Bio team, though. I’ll have to suggest that to my classmates.
It’s going to be fabulous! All we need to do to make it more awesome is convince the people running us to give us some money… It’s going to be the best motivator.
Hmmm… what can I do for World Space Week… before Monday… with no prior preparation… having completely forgotten Sputnik Day was even coming up…
That’s right! Need to print and paste up STS-133 posters! Once it’s dry enough…
Holy cake. 23 more episodes, and I’ll have watched 348 episodes of Classic Who–that’s half the episodes. Sure, not half season wise (that’d put me mid Season 10, out of 26), but it’s half the episodes.
I can easily see that happening this weekend. I’m not sure whether to find that exciting or depressing, that I’ve almost watched half of Classic Who….
OMG, and I’ve watched about 190 episodes of Classic Who since returning to college.
That’s….about…let’s see 190 times 23 minutes….divide by 60….That’s about 72.8333333 hours of Classic Who I’ve watched in the past month and a smidge. That’s 3 solid DAYS of Classic Who. And in total I’ve spent a bit over 5 solid days watching Classic Who, all told. That’s….cake, probably more than twice the amount of TV I watched in an average *year* growing up. College what have you done to me??????????
Yeepers. I swear the Doctor’s “time flow analog” device he just rigged up in “Time Monster” all the way back in the 70s reminds me quite a bit of the Eleventh Doctor’s…thing…he rigged up in The Lodger. Much smaller in “Time Monster”, mind you, thus looking significantly less ridiculous, but the concept seems quite similar….
I do so love it when there are things in Classic Who that I recognize from New Who, because, I dunno, it just reinforces that it’s all the same and epically brilliant, and I dunno. It’s just awesome.
So pretty much today was Murphy’s law in action for me…
First, I woke up 2 minutes after my first class started, so I had to dress in 2 seconds and run to class. I got there about 10 minutes late… So I have a tardy now… Although 1 tardy isn’t too big a deal, so I’ll live… But still, bad.
Then at lunch today, the casing of my laptop really breaks and my Internet switch breaks off, so I have to go to the tech support people and have my computer sent in for repairs. Which means I have a loaner tablet, which is a worthless piece of junk… It’s slow, and the space bar barely works. Also, it fails and finding Internet signals… It took me 10 minutes and going downstairs to get it to connect to my house’s network. And I don’t even have Internet at school at the moment, because the tech support people make you go to the student computer people, and there weren’t any to be found, even in the place where there are *always* student computer people.
Also, I had gone to see Romeo and Juliet (which was freaking amazing) last night, so I got back at 11:30 PM with all my homework left. So I did some of it and planned to finish the rest (which was all reading) in the morning and at lunch, but my alarm didn’t go off, and I had to go take my computer to be fixed at lunch, so I didn’t have time to do the reading. So then I had to get my friend to summarize Doctor Faustus and the reading about Buddhism for me… It sucked.
*hugs* That really sucks….
Hopefully your computer gets fixed quickly. At least it’s a Friday. I find that always tends to cheer me up.
I, also.
I watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer yesterday for the first time. And I also ate at In-N-Out for the first time, and sprinted through a parking lot wearing high heels for the first time. Yesterday was interesting.
Ooh, Buffy! How do you like it?
Wow, October already? Ohmygosh, my blogiversary’s in just over 2 weeks? Where has the time gone? And there’s Nano and Halloween to think about; I’m considering doing Pokemon-related stuff for both. My original costume idea, Misty, would near-certainly be way too cold. Lyra would be better, but involves the purchasing of real clothing and the creation of a silly hat.
Whoo, I haven’t been on for a while. I guess I will try to change that. So, October is starting out fine, except when I tripped up the stairs at school today. I am learning that high school is not all that bad and, well, friends will come eventually.
Are we getting a NaNoBraSto thread this year? Please?
Whuzzat?
A thread for brainstorming NaNo ideas.
A thread to brainstorm for NaNoWrMo on. There’s been one for the past several years. It’s a tradition. But we haven’t gotten one this year.
Oh, okay. Thanks.
(I feel like such a noob…XP)
We’re all one at one time. (No! I have always been a teenager!)
Ah, we really need that. I had this great idea and couldn’t wait, then it sort of died in my head and needs a revamp. Or I’ll do something random.
Yeah, I have my idea all ready, and it just needs a whole lot of refinement. I’m waiting for the BraSto thread to post it, though.
(ONLY TWENTY NINE MORE DAYS!!)
Are you kidding, guys? I am the KING when it comes to sleeping in after staying up late. I stayed up till 2 last night. I’m supposed to wake up on Saturdays at 7:30 to help out with the Combat Hapkido kids class (8:30-9:30) and then take the adult class (9:30-11:00). I woke up at 7:40, went back to sleep and woke up/went downstairs at 8:00. Then I decided to show up halfway through the kids class so I went to sleep on the couch downstairs with a blanket wrapped around me so my dog couldn’t lick my face. I woke up at 9:00, still tired, and had one yogurt.
It’s now about noon, and I’m still tired and eating three large pieces of pepperoni pizza.
Beat THAT.
I once stayed up until 4am and then slept until 3:30pm the next day. I rather think that beats that quite significantly.
And then last night I stayed up until 2, but rather than sleeping only until 9, as you did after several bouts of waking up, I slept until 10:30.
And I frequently sleep until noon when back home during the summer.
I once was out until 3:45 and then got at 7:30.
Then, that night, I stayed up until 1am, slept for an hour, and got back up.
Then I stayed up until the equivalent of 2am (switched time zones) and then crashed and slept for 18 hours.
Since we’re all bragging about how late we’ve stayed up…The most I can remember was this one time I pulled an all-nighter in the summer. I went to bed at 5 or 6 am and woke up at 5 pm–pretty much inverting my circadian rhythm. Sadly I can no longer pull that kind of thing off, as I have class in the mornings that I have to wake up for, and alarm clocks tend not to work when I stay up that late.
hahaha oh man that’s brutal
really guys? this is really what we’re talking about? okay so i won’t even talk about the LATEST i’ve been up, because the LATEST i’ve been up beats you all out and sort of covers multiple days so it’s hard to figure it. let’s just go with, oh, i don’t know, LAST NIGHT. so last night i was out until 3ish, went back to my dorm with this kid and watched random stuff on youtube until probably around 6:30 AM. sometime post-then we both fell asleep, then woke up at 8:30 and i was like “OMG I AM GOING TO BE LATE” because i was volunteering at the gaming con today, which started at 9 (which i just got back from and was super fun btw). so now would be my optimal nap time but i can sort of just tell it’s not going to happen, because i just ate. and i don’t have time later, because i’ve got some errands to run and then i’m going out to dinner and then i’m going to RHPS. so i probably won’t get to bed tonight until 3 at the earliest.
thursdays for me are the most packed besides weekends (weekends i don’t HAVE to stay up late, i just do). thursdays are generally over a 20-hour day this quarter…up at 6AM for work, got stuff going on until 2ish in the morning. granted, it’s mostly fun stuff – work, brit lit, history, band, fencing, gaming
My brother stayed up during the summer till past when I’ve been leaving for camp, (7:30-8:00) and then woke up at 5:30 because we made him.
Oh, and he’s been up for like 36 hours before, as well.
well for my own part i think i’ve stay up till 7 before, don’t know how long i slept. i keep irregular hours almost constantly (regular irregularity?)
intercontinental travel can also be pretty crazy with sleeping any whatnot.
one of my friends wants to try to stay awake for 48 hours, i may try along with her ahah
I really, really, really do NOT like writing literary analysis essays, but the fact that the one I had to do today was about Tennyson’s “Ulysses”, which is one of my favorite poems ever, made it engaging once I figured out what I needed to do.
i love that poem too!
i’ve also found that once you have some kind of idea of what your broad topics need to be, you can really have fun with essays like that 
i am memorizing part of that for class! the “i am a part of all that i have met” bit. we’re supposed to do at least 10 lines, i’m doing the whole stanza which i think is like 14 or so? but i already knew a lot of it so i had the advantage there
I’ll add to the list and mention that we read that just a few days ago for my Odysseus and Identities class
OH BOY, GUYS! I’m so excited for this evening! My school’s homecoming is tonight, in just a few hours! So I’m going to stay home, listening to folk music and knitting! *fireworks and kitties*
YAY!!
What are you knitting?
Yay! (I’m assuming you’re being sincere, not sarcastic?)
*gives non-comformist award badge*
.1- Slowly, a scarf.
.2- Indeed, sincerity.
Is it a Doctor Who-style scarf?
Piggy. ♥
Have you seen the guy who knits superhero costumes?
I have now.
i could never get the hang of knitting. mabye it would be easier if i were knitting something onto myself. hmm…. i’ll have to think about that.
ALSO, who wears the superhero costumes once he knits them? him? or sombody else?
He makes them for himself, as fas as I can tell. Then he uses them for art projects. Here’s a sample:
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The artist’s name is Mark Newport. He creates both traditional and original superheroes. (He even made the Escapist from Kavalier and Clay.) In an interview he said that most of his originals “fall under the name Sweaterman and their power is the ability to generate a force field when they knit.” One of them is called “Argyleman.” You can see his portfolio at marknewportartist.com/work/costumes/
I think it would be extremely hard to knit stuff onto yourself. …well, actually that’s coming from the person who has been knitting a scarf for the past three years…
Flammy!
Can I send in a picture of a knitted Blast-Ended Skrewt? I found it on a website of knitting patterns.
Lately I’ve been knitting these little aliens.
Sounds like fun.
What kind of folk music?
Well, right now I’m listening to a CD from the Cracker Barrel entitled “Mountain Home: Old Time Songs and Waltzes”.
So, thanks to today’s Classic Who watching, I learned that earthlings are properly called Tellurians. It’s funny, because just yesterday, whilst watching Classic Who, I remember idly wondering “What would people of Earth be called? What would aliens call us? There’s Martians, and Venusians, but what about us on Earth? *thinks* Earthlings? Well, possibly, but that just doesn’t sound quite right….” And then tonight, some humanoid aliens were referring to some humans as Tellurians, and me being clueless as I am, was wondering when the Doctor was going to correct them, and say they weren’t Tellurians, they were from Earth (because I hadn’t actually deduced the obvious that Tellurians=humans from Earth). I was actually wondering if they thought they were from Telos, or something, so when the serial was over, i googled, and learned that not only is “tellurians” an actual word, it’s what the inhabitants of Earth are…
So, yes, I’ve decided that I’m going to refer to myself as a Tellurian in conversation whenever it makes even the slightest bit of sense to do so….
The Latin word “telluris” means land/earth/ground/etc.
Yes….So I have recently learned.
Isn’t it tellus?
I suppose that is the nominative, yes. For some reason I’m more familiar with the genitive. Oh well, the genitive more clearly shows the connection between Latin and English.
Technically, one starts with the genitive when turning Latin names into English adjectives. The genitive form of Mars is “Martis,” so Mars becomes Martian (or martial, in the case of music, spirit, or arts). Ditto with Tellus, Telluris, Tellurian.
Venus is an exception. The genitive is Veneris, so the word for something of or pertaining to Venus ought to be “Venerian.” But that word has never caught on, probably because sexually transmitted diseases used to be called venereal diseases, so English-speaking scientists and most other people say “Venusian.”
I used to think about trying to reintroduce “Venerian,” but I decided I was already getting enough funny looks.
Is there any particular reason why one starts with the genitive? Is it simply for the sake of a more standardized construction, seeing as third declension nouns can get pretty ugly in the nominative?
I’m not sure, but I’d guess it’s because the adjectives serve a genitive function — e.g., “Martian” means “of Mars.”
I think that also makes sense, since the Silurians would properly be called “Earthlings”, since they were here first.
They may have been here first, but we’re just as much native inhabitants as they are…so we’re really both earhlings, just different varieties….
Speaking of Silurians, I love how in the very first Silurian serial (which is *extremely* similar to the last Silurian serial), the Silurians state they are going to return to hibernation for 50 years before trying to take back Earth again–and 50 years later is exactly when the Eleventh Doctor’s Silurian adventure unfolds….
Oh that’s brilliant.
I bet they figured the show wouldn’t be running that long. XD
It’s only 40 years real time, but 50 years Who-time, since that serial was set in 2020.
Tellurians is one of the common sci-fi terms, but there’s not really a consensus, Terran is up there, too.
I’d never read or watched much sci-fi prior to Doctor Who. I mean, I’d read the occasional sci-fi book, and seen some sci-fi TV ( a couple Star Trek eps, a few Andromeda eps), and the occasional sci-fi movie, but…I never had any real interest in it, and in fact when I was younger I “hated” sci-fi, although I quite loved fantasy.
and then Doctor Who, and now I’m not quite sure what it was I ahd against sci-fi, maybe I just never read the right books when I was younger, or maybe my tastes have just branched out…
But, yeah, not the most familiar with any sort of sci-fi terms.
Yeah, I liked fantasy over sci-fi when I was younger, too, although I did enjoy the “My Teacher Was An Alien” series.
I think for me, there was the idea that sci-fi was too complicated for me, because there were all sorts of complex technologies and languages and different alien species, and because it always seemed to be about adults. But Harry Potter, I knew who he was, he was just a kid like me who waved a wand and said some words and made things happen, that wasn’t complicated at all.
I think I agree, especially how Sci-Fi always was about adults.
Of course, now, I read Sci-Fi that I wouldn’t have even touched when I was younger.
I loved fantasy and never really read/watched any sci-fi before Doctor Who. Then when they started showing New Who here (I was 9ish) my parents suggested I watch it with them. I’d seen bits of the Classic Who reruns and thought it would be boring, but I watched it anyway and totally changed my mind. Then I started feeling like a lot of fantasy books were cliched and boring (not all of them, don’t worry). Then I discovered Star Trek and became obsessed.
I’ve just discovered who is responsible for Weeping Angels. It’s all Michelangelo’s fault. “I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.”
Why, why? Why did you unleash such a terror on the poor, unsuspecting world?
Well, if the Doctor visits Michelangelo, we know what monster that episode will bring.
This reminds me, we did a bill in congress that took place in the future. We were debating whether we should go back in time to prevent the assassination of Abraham Lincoln.
I’m in, but you have to make another stop on the return trip so I can get adopted by Carl Sagan.
Sounds interesting. What did you ultimately decide?
I worded it wrong, we didn’t actually debate it. It was on the agenda, but the freshmen were getting antsy, so we only did one bill that day.
No. Generally in history you shouldn’t try to alter anything, were you to go back. Although I would like to find out what happened to Roanoke. Maybe I could hide in a tree or something.
Same here. I’d also like to see who was behind Piltdown Man and find out how to read Rongorongo, the Easter Island language.
It seems like the best use of your time with the least possibility of destroying the world would be to gather information that is impossible for us to know for sure in the modern era. I’m sure researchers wouldn’t mind some more primary source documents and eye-witness accounts to work from.
29 et replies (staying up late/weird hours for sleep)~ I’m a tall ships sailor. Weird schedules? Been there. While working? Totally. While on shore leave? Oh yeah. When your sleeping schedule is that screwed up already there’s no use fighting it, it’s way easier to just go with it. Like, you’re working part of the day, then dock, throw a party, are up late, get up at 7AM and work all day with an hour off, then have maybe another hour later, then hop in the car and go for a 6 hour road trip, get to the place you’re staying, unload your stuff, make the bed, get something to eat, take a shower, (by this point it’s 3:00 or 3:30 or thereabouts) then STAY UP and go to bed sometime after sunrise, wake up at maybe noon, and finally end up mostly dressed and ready to eat around 3PM.
Or, you could have had the previous half day off, then lazed around most of the day, decide to go get food around 11, pick up crabapples on your way back, watch a movie starting at 1AM, when finished with that hang out for awhile more, then decide to go run around a parking lot from maybe 4 to 5AM and the come back inside, talk more and eventually fall asleep. Wake up the next morning around 8 wondering where you are, since you fell asleep on the couch and your buddy fell asleep lying on the table.
So, today was fun. I got to see Glasseh! And Robert! And see Morris Dancers! Including Glasseh! And eat food! And it was good! And that’s a lot of exclamation points. Imma go to bed now, since I have to be up at 6 tomorrow to go to…..DELAWARE! Probably. Maybe. I don’t know if we will or not. But by gum I’ll be up if mom decides to go.
I live in Delaware!!
Sounds fun, although I prefer slightly more regular hours of sleep.
(Also, Robert, your sinister plot to rid the world of one more fiddler while appearing to be nice didn’t work. I’m still alive, despite the soul-stealing candy. Just, y’know, so you’re aware. You’ll have to try harder next time.
)
That candy had been thoroughly debunnified. I’d never do anything that might decrease the number of fiddlers in the world.
I know this has been discussed plenty of times before, but recently I was thinking (yes, thinking! really!). And I came to the conclusion of this, which was, you know how everyone gets all wrapped up about popularity? Or at least, how everyone thinks everyone else gets all caught up in who’s popular, who’s not, etc? Well, I was just realizing that, at least at my school, there are really only two kinds of people.
There are the kinds of people who despise popularity and put a mark of “popularity” on every girl in this certain group, regardless of whether or not they’re actually nice or mean or interesting or fun or not. And whenever they see the group, they groan and say “oh, there goes the populars..again” Just because they have a certain set of friends, just like us. And then there are the kids who don’t really think twice about this whole popularity thing – they might watch some movies and see the stereotypes and laugh, but they don’t apply it to real life, or at least, not in a visible sense.
And then I thought about this really novel idea, really, really brilliant (yes, sarcasm) which was, “hey, what if we were just all nice to one another? Then maybe we could all be popular, and everything would just be flowers and rainbows and unicorns.” Which of course it wouldn’t be, but that’s beside the point. It’s just that…everyone could do with a little kindness and a little less cruelty these days, and I’m tired of all the gossip and fluff and just not being able to get away from it, mainly because of my school size, but that’ll all change next year. That’s all.
Amen.
I still have times when I’m reflexively judging people just because they’re popular or pretty or whatever, but camp this summer made me realize that if I don’t want people to judge me, it’s ridiculously hypocritical to do the same to them.
I’d like to say I judge people based on their actual qualities, but… I tend to like people I don’t see much of better if they’re smart. Even though some of the girls in my math class are really annoying and are mostly in the popular group(there are basically two large groups, who are fairly different but overall act the same, if that makes any sense), and some of the freak girls most people outside my general group completely ignore get really bad marks, and that Year 10 jerk on my bus who’s always calling me gay is really smart, and so on and so on. I know I shouldn’t, but it’s so much easier, and a lot of the time it works. But I do try to be nice to everyone I don’t actively hate, because I don’t want to be cliquey.
I still don’t like those “why don’t we all be one big happy year group” talks though.
That’s really true.
Amazingly enough, (or maybe not so amazingly, it depends on your point of view) my school (the one where I can choose whatever to do all day) has nobody who’s the most popular, and nobody really picks on anybody else. If they do, they get in real trouble, as opposed to in my old school when I would get bullied, and all that would happen is the teachers would say they were sorry it was happening, and nothing more.
at the library nearly finished with my first college paper, about to walk to get a smoothie in town afterward, rain expected later in the week, made plans for disneyland later in the month, it is october and life is GOOD
and yesterday i finally saw the princess bride…i don’t know how it took me so long!
fiddler — everything you have described sounds fantastic. i hope delaware was fun, if you ended up going!
piggy – i hope the knitting went well! although now i am picturing john c calhoun knitting himself into a spiderman costume and i feel terribly confused….but in a good way
Disneyland? Do tell!
i recently bought (or renewed, however you like to look at it) an annual pass, so i will be going (hopefully) frequently
and i especially want to go while they have all the Halloween decorations up! i love Disneyland!
if anyone ever wants to talk about disneyland…you can talk to me xD
I’ve never been to Disneyland, but I want to go very much!
I *have* been to Disney World in Florida, which has a lot more space, but Disneyland has California Adventure, which I’ve heard great things about.
yeah i love it
i’m actually surprised to hear you’ve heard good things about california adventure cause usually people knock it for not having a whole lot to do…WHICH i kind of disagree with, there are a lot of fun rides and i think the whole set up is pretty cool even if it is kinda cheesy (this is still disney after all 
)
star tours is being remodeled! i’m really excited, i didn’t even go on it until recently and i’m glad i did just so i could see the old one before the new one comes in
DISNEY WORLD…………….
it sounds pretty huge from what i’ve heard! what rides do you like there? 
i want to go
From what I’ve heard, California Adventure has an area called Condor Flats where the theme is TESTPILOTNESS, so I figure you can’t go wrong with that.
I’ve only been to Disney World once, when I was nine (My family doesn’t go on trips a lot.) I liked Star Tours a lot, even though I didn’t really like Star Wars yet. (Yes, there was a time when I didn’t like Star Wars. Hard to believe, isn’t it?) My favorite park was definitely EPCOT, and my favorite attraction was The Living Seas, but they’ve changed it since then, so I don’t know how much of what I liked is still there.
“For we welcome you now to take the first steps into that future. We welcome you to The Living Seas. We welcome you… to Sea Base Alpha.”
Went to the orthodontist today, and…
I GET MY BRACES OFF IN A MONTH! *happydance*
November 8th, 2010. I can’t wait!
WHOO! CONGRATULATIONS!
YAYYYY!
Thanks!
I can’t wait to chew GUM!
And don’t forget Skittles!
Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! Peace has broken out! Germany has just made its final reparation payment from the Treaty of Versailles! The Great War is ended! Thank the Lord God Almighty! Peace! Peace!
So WWI’s done at last? Good riddance.
I know, it took long enough.
@ Spelluna, concerning post 25–I liked the dialogue and the acting, but the makeup and special effects…not so good. But that’s not so important, and I liked it overall. I’m not a fan like you, though.
If you just saw Season 1, unsurprising; people who’ve only seen Season 1 usually go, “What was all the hype about?” When you hit Season 2, though, it EXPLODES into awesomeness. About a billion times better. Season 2 is probably my fave.
Spike. Season 2, episode 3 (I think). That is all.
the second half of season 2 is quite possibly the best thing i have ever seen on television
Totally agree there… If I make someone watch, I make them watch to at least season 2, episode 3, and usually to episode 15. Because the end of season 2 is epic.
Wait, what was the end of season 2? I don’t remember…..
Angelus. Which means epic.
Angelus was season 2? I so did not remember that. I mean, I remember Angelus, obviously (how could one forget?), just forgot that was the season….I’m horrible, I know.
“I feel just fine.”
THE SAN FRANCISCO GIANTS!
WE’RE GOING TO THE PLAYOFFS!
WE’RE IN FIRST PLACE!
WE BEAT THE PADRES!
WE’RE GOING TO THE PLAYOFFS!
FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2002!
!!!!
GO GIANTS! WOOHOO! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *throws party*
The Red Sox, unfortunately, are not going to the playoffs. Stupid Yankees.
Stupid Yankees. I don’t think anybody likes them except for Yankees fans.
I’m in a movie at my school where I play a Yankees fan. I also (entirely coincidentally, I’m sure) get my toe chopped off in the scene after the opening credits, and the rest of the movie is sprinkled with me getting my arms and legs eaten off by voodoo children, and by the end I have a date with a transvestite plumber. It’ll probably be everyone’s favorite part.
Sounds like a riot.
Which way transvestite?
Kudos to the Giants!
You know, since I live in New York, but my grandmother and most of my mother’s side of the family lives in Boston and I spend time there, I’ve seen so much of either side of the rivalry that I don’t really have an opinion one way or the other.
I used to be a huge Giants fan. Barry Bonds was my favorite — but we all know how that turned out. I’m not exactly a Giants fan anymore.
(Moving probably had something to do with it too, but I’ve never been interested in the Mariners either. I’m not exactly a baseball fan anymore, actually…go Sounders!)
Woo sports? The only sports I care about is Husker football. Cornhuskerianism is a religion here in Nebraska. I find it quite awesome–there are Husker paraphernalia shops in Colorado and Washington and all over the country, which I haven’t seen for any other sports team of any description. And we have the longest consecutive sold-out home game streak in history–unbroken since 1962. And, obviously, we’re the first and only state to have a sports team as the official state nickname–the Cornhusker State. Woo Huskers!
*is wearing a red shirt*
*is happified by that fact*
our nickname isn’t BECAUSE of our sports team, but they are the same…
i actually find buckeye fans sort of terrifying. didn’t stop me from getting season tickets though. more for the fun than for the football. you can get away with not caring so much more easily if your team just wins all the time
What on earth is Husker football?
I think he just means football played by the Cornhuskers. Cornhuskers being the mascot for U of Nebraska. Midwesterners have an unhealthy obsession with football. I tend to hibernate inside my dorm as much as possible during home games at my school (unfortunatley located in the midwest), and due to my complete lack of school spirit, have been known to find it *extremely* amusing when our team loses home games. Especially ones in the pouring rain, that occur on a day besides Saturday, where everybody skips their afternoon classes to go wait in line, or tailgate, or whatever. Yes, thinking of a very particular game, here, where I found it viciously amusing that we lost. I am a horrible person, I know.
But, really, as far as I care, football can go curl up in a hole and die.
And yet… When the super bowl rolled around last year, weren’t you one of the people who didn’t know what it was? Or was that not you at all?
If it was me, it was a joke. But I can’t remember.
36.1~ Yeah, riiiight.
Delaware was cool. Long drive, interesting place, another long drive. I’ll elaborate more later probably.
…And Bismarck’s Birthday Week begins!!!
When’s your birthday?
October 9
We’ve added you to the calendar.
OK, I’m frustrated… Just got in a fight with my roommate. Which doesn’t happen much, but when you have people with such disparate beliefs, it happens sometimes.
For some background, I am an extremely liberal secular Jew (and an atheist). (If you don’t believe that Jews can be atheists, google secular Judaism. I don’t feel like defending it again.) My roommate is a conservative, very devout Catholic. Both of us are very strong and very vocal about our beliefs.
So pretty much people were asking my roommate about me being a Jewish atheist, and she told me that she was getting sick of defending me, since she doesn’t really believe that Jews can be atheists. So then I started explaining how Jews can be atheists, and she started attacking it, because she thinks atheism and Judaism are two separate religions and therefore mutually exclusive.
And then somehow it wound up being about gay marriage. And as you can guess, we have completely opposite views about that. And that’s one issue I really don’t like arguing since it’s a bit sensitive for me, since I have a gay uncle whose wedding I was at. (It was in Canada.)
Yeah, so pretty much I love my roommate, but I’m really fed up with her Catholicism.
tell her to look at her own religion. there are plenty of atheist catholics as well
although she’ll probably just tell you they’re not “legitimate” catholics or something. which is sort of true…but my god, catholics who actually believe everything about catholicism are SO rare. i’m sorry you ended up with a legit one
one of my roommates last year was legit catholic but she wasn’t annoying about it. i got disapproving glances from time to time when i made horrible, horrible jokes (y’know, like you do), and occasionally she asked if i wanted to go to church with her but she was pretty cool.
a large chunk of my friends are jewish atheists. in high school, almost all of them were
yesterday i was in a somewhat similar (less bad, but more awkward) situation…my friend’s grandma brought over some cheesecake and somehow the conversation got around to abortion…she gave us all a shocked look and went “you would KILL A BABY?!” it was very uncomfortable! nobody wanted to argue with the otherwise nice lady who had just brought cheesecake. (it was delicious cheesecake too)
Oh, I’m sure she’d say that they’re not legitimate Catholics… Since she was saying any church that married a couple that divorced shortly after their marriage wasn’t a legit church…
Yeah, I’m kind of amazed at how much she believes Catholicism. And sort of wondering how she got through biology here since she’s a creationist. A very literal creationist at that. As in, she believes that humans were created on the 7th day that the world existed. She also doesn’t believe in the Big Bang. She also wants to be a scientist… I’m not quite sure how this works.
Oh, God, abortion… I’m very much pro-choice. She’s a pro-life activist. And she always tries to talk about how she’s always picked on and called a monster because she believes that women shouldn’t have an abortion even if they were raped and the pregnancy is life-threatening. Which sounds pretty darn monstrous to me, not that I would ever tell her that. *has no sympathy for her there*
Transubstantiation!
They gave up trying to explain that one to us at Sunday School.
Also, the Trinity was fun to talk about. I wish I had asked more questions.
Explain to her that it’s a cultural thing, not a religious thing. It’s a simple enough concept.
I figured I’d come here rather than the Just Friends thread, because it’s deserted and I need someone to talk to.
My close friend from school, we’ll call her Red, is ditching me, and it’s really annoying and obvious. It all started when she and her sister Blue went up north with this one girl, Yellow, from our grade, and then they became all ‘buddy-buddy’ and started ignoring everyone else that’s not in their exclusive little Three Musketeers, even though I stand up for them constantly. (To make matters worse, they talk about their little trips up north around everyone, as if it makes them really special and cool, when in reality nobody actually cares.)
Then, when we got back to school, things were worse. First, Red stopped walking with me to sign-in to class each morning, and didn’t talk to me about it or even say why she was ditching me. Later, I saw her walking with Yellow, and she completely ignored me. Then, she joined stage crew for the fall play (which I can’t do because I have show choir), and so did Yellow and Blue. They constantly talk all the time now about how awesome stage crew is, and how awesome the people are, and how awesomely awesome their new, secluded lives are that don’t involve anyone else. Finally, today we had a free period and I always sit with Red during this free period. But today, she brought over Yellow and her friend Orange, and because you are only allowed to sit three to a table in the library, guess who they told to leave? Me.
So right now I’m sitting in a cubicle in the silent study room, wondering why I ever thought they were my friends and feeling like I want to cry. The End.
Choklit to anyone who reads this ridiculous post about my complaints.
Aw… I hope you feel better soon. *Sympathy pies*
*Cushy armchair, choklit, kittens, puppies, warm blanket, warm cider, popcorn, old movies*
first of all….:( *more hugs and choklit*
second, wow that’s pretty embarrassing behavior on their part :/ are there other friends you can hang out with? these girls sound like they’re about 11 to me, so i wouldn’t waste my time with them. which sucks cause you’re close to them…but really, that’s not friendly behavior. also, this will sounds rude, but i’m sure any upperclassmen on stage crew are rolling their eyes at their antics. and probably more people, too. trips north? really?
eventually they’ll realize they’re not as cool as they thought they were and want to be your friend again, i suspect, but if that happens i again would not waste my time cause RUDE RUDE RUDE
sorry this kind of thing ticks me off :/ i hope you feel better, though!
Poor Aggie! *apple pie*
Anyway, I would say in this situation, for now you shouldn’t waste your time on them. Later when they realize they need more than three friends, they’ll want you back as a friend and you can forgive them and feel like the better person.
Wow. Red/Blue/Yellow sound like
dumb blondesreally really stupid people not to want a friend like you *choklit, kittehs, puppiehs, and everything you could ever want*Thanks, ya’ll. *hugs back*
I guess I will give it some time to sit out, but for now I’m sticking with my true friends.
*hugs*
We’re here for you.
That must be awful for you. *hugs*
Wowsers. It’s all downhill from here in the wonderful world of Classic Who watching. 361 episodes down, 335 to go (341 if you count the 6 unaired episodes of the serial Shada by Douglas Adams, for which I believe an audio track was released).
Part of me is ecstatic and gleeful–I’m well on my way to completely my goal of watching every single Doctor Who episode; I’ve watched over 10 years of Who in less than one year (that’s just scary). Of course, it’s also slightly depressing, but I think the ecstatic wins out, because, yeah, I’ll be done, I’ll have finished them all (335 episodes and quite a few hours into the future), but I’ll have such wonderfully fond memories, and I can always go back and watch any of them whenever I want to….
Unfortunately, they all start to blur together, after awhile. But on the bright side, a side-effect of this blurring, is for the most part, i couldn’t even begin to tell you if a given episode I watched was a reconstruction or not, because I think my brain has formed moving picture memories for the recons, so except for ones like the Yeti which stand out in my memory as being recons (because I was having a hard time focusing, poor quality stills, and equally poor audio), most of them have incorporated themselves into my memory as actual episodes.
And I just watched the very last of the black and white episodes (that is, the last episode of the Third Doctor that only exited in B&W and not colour), although the black and whiteness never bothered me….
And I love all the Doctors, though Hartnell is probably lowest on my list, and Troughton probably top (of Classic Doctors, I’m not sure I can compare the classic to the new), although I really like Pertwee, too, they’re so different, it’s hard to say. And I loved them together on The Three Doctors.
Awesome!
Today I went exploring around the university and discovered a bakery and a fresh-fruit market. I am now one step closer to gastronomical independence.
TOTALLY KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN
IT IS AWESOME
I went to an INDIAN STORE TODAY!
they had so many spices and teas there were literally three floors of spices and teas and rices all store-packaged so it was organized yet overwhelming all at the same time.
AND I GOT GOLDEN SYRUP! after weeks of searching.
Yeah…it’s nice to eat food that isn’t fast food sometimes, you know?
Mm, Indian food.
Dishwash rapping.
So I randomly broke out in rap while doing dishes with my sister, and it lasted for like 4 minutes and it was good rhyming and rhythm and everything. It’s random.
Do you remember the lyrics? And if so, can you share them with us?
Sadly, I do not.
But I’ll try to next time.
All of this talk about the Yankees reminded me of something that happened back in 8th grade when we were doing the American Civil War in History class.
One of the boys in our class didn’t know that “Yankee” was a term for people from the northern part of the United States as well as a member of New York’s baseball team, and we were reading some primary source document where the author said “I am killing Yankees daily.”
That boy shouted “HEY!”
It was hysterical.
This post is going to be quick, but not really.
Today, was awesome. Well, mostly chem was awesome. We talked about possessed pumpkins for the first half of the period, then tried to open up my soup thermos for a quarter of the period, then had cereal (this has become a regular practice), then talked about dying, coffins, and funeral homes. It was just an all-over-the-place class.
In Spanish, we did dialogues on a mother looking for her lost son. My friend and I made the kid looking like a mix between Ron and Harry, complete with a lightning scar, and round glasses. The mother sounded like she cared at first, but towards the end, it was revealed that she didn’t feed her Ron/Harry child. The detective whose help she was enlisting wouldn’t even look for her child because he said she was a bad mother, and the mother agreed. We read this in front of the class, and I couldn’t even finish it. I was laughing too hard.
In AP bio, the Fantasy AP bio team rosters were put up (I was the third one chosen, and everyone was arguing whose team I would be on, apparently). The teacher has finally given in, telling us that it would just simplify things so much if we just allowed her to tell the older kids our grades. That took up half of class as well.
In Euro, the teacher was sick, so we didn’t do anything in that class either.
We sat around and talked in P.E. due to the rain.
In band, we didn’t have to march for the fourth day in a row because of the rain. It would be really cool if we didn’t have to march at homecoming…
Yeah, today was a really easy day…
Aggie~ I’m really sorry your “friends” turned like that. But as everyone else said, we’ll be here for you with whatever support we can offer. I know how much it hurts to have people you thought you were close to turn out to be really unkind, but I promise that you will be a stronger person for it and have better friends. *hugs and choklit*
Heh, so Mom sent me an email with advise on “How to Feel Good as an Artist or Craftsperson” and one of the pieces was “Learn early on that our families, particularly our parents, don’t have a clue what we do. Be kind. Be firm. Let them know that you are respected by your peers and occasionally show them work that is within their realm of understanding. Do not show them work that would make them despise you or call you a pornographer. (You can tell I had some issues with my mother here.)”
I wonder if she didn’t read that, or just figure it applied to her only.
At any rate, I think I might just repeat that at some point. *sigh*
Glorious Musebloggers—hi, it’s been awhile. I’ve missed you. And, for my life in general, I have REALLY GOOD NEWS ABOUT WHICH I AM SUPPER EXCITED!!!
The world is ten shades brighter.
*deep breaths* Okay, guys, one of my poems is going to be published in Cicada, Which makes me really happy because I love Cicada and because it opens up this whole new relm of possibility where people actually want to read what write as a fun, emotional outlet.
How are all of you?
That’s great, Clare de Lune. Congratulations!
Congrats! That must be so amazing to have your writing published…
Congratulations!
Yay! Good for you! Mind posting the poem for those of us who don’t subscribe to Cicada?
Con-grad-u-la-tions!
Con-grat-u-la-tions. (You don’t say “congrads” instead of “congrats”, do you?)
Sorry, stupid mistake.
Ten shades on a linear or logarithmic scale?
But really, great job! Write more and put the poems on MB for the enjoyment of all (except those few that never come here).
Linear, definately.
Thanks for the congrats, everyone, I’ll be sure to post the poem when (read: If I ever *headdesk*) have time
Congratulations!
NO WAY! THAT’S AWESOME!
Mixed news on the grade front today. I got a 3/10 (lowest in the class…) on our latest weekend AP Biology essay about feedback loops, but I got a 110/100 on the Chapter 13 (Renaissance) AP Euro test. I’m down to a B- in the former and up to a 102.74 in the latter. Too bad I would rather have it be reversed.
53 (Clare de Lune) – That’s really exciting! I’ve been wanting to “upgrade” to Cicada lately, but I haven’t gotten around to it yet. Do you know what issue you’re going to be in? I want to read your poem!
It’ll be in the November/December issue.
Hurray! Half day today!
And of course, I have early band at 7:00 in the morning today. And it’s my favorite schedule of the week. (Though lunchwise, tis yesterday’s schedule. When I’m lucky I get to see my two best friends.)
Let this be a record of part of my french class:
ME: Je une pamplemousse.
TEACHER: *Says something in french*
ME: Je suis une pamplemousse.
TEACHER: *Says something else in french*
ME: Non, je une pamplemousse.
TEACHER:…Huh?
LATER:
ME: Oops! I meant soemthing else! *raises hand*
TEACHER: Yes?
ME: Je suis une pamplemousse.
TEACHER: Ohhhhhh.
Today I was writing a summary of Dracula in Arabic, and I realized how dramatic and sensational a story it is. It’s hard to tell in English because of the old-fashioned language, but translating the plot line really made me look at it differently….Mostly the mood whiplash from the first chapter to the second. Jonathan Harker’s all trapped in the castle, fearing for his life…and we cut to Lucy and her 3 proposals. It’s a classic cliffhanger trick, and I didn’t even notice it until now. And the whole plot just seemed hilarious.
(Conversation during class about my essay, partially translated)
“Wait…why is Jonathan consulting Dracula?”
“Uh. Because Dracula wants to move there. It’s part of his plot to drink English people’s blood.”
“…”
“…”
It just seemed so over the top and cliche…
Oh, look, it’s Beavo.
So I just wanted to drop in and tell you I had a dream about MuseBlog, which was a sign that I suck for not being on more often.
But it was like, MB of the future. And there were links and flying popups for all sorts of Good Things and just everything was wonderful and amazing.
Bye!
Greetings, Beavo!
Pop-ups usually strike me as the opposite of wonderful, but I’ll give them some thought. We do want to be part of the future when it arrives, and possibly beforehand.
But what if they were popups for Very Desirable Things at Very Affordable Prices, and truthful to boot?
These were flying popups no less. They might do all sorts of things, not merely advertise.
Perhaps some of them would simply compliment you.
*window pops up*
“You look very nice today!”
*window closes*
Or give you advice.
*window pops up*
Your shirt is on backwards! Have a nice day!
*window closes*
*greets Beavo* *scolds for being absent*
Beavo! Welcome back!
Oh look, it’s Beavo. Wow. Beavo never comes to talk to us anymore *pouts* we’ve missed you.
I’m glad you are back.
My fangirl-ism is taking over again as the HTTyD DVD release date draws closer and closer. *clutches doorfram* HURRY UP, OCT. 15!!!!!!!!!!
What does HTTyD stand for?
How to Train your Dragon (not sure how I know that, not having ever seen the movie….)
Yes it does! *screams and runs in circles*
Wow. I mean the movie was good, but really? It wasn’t THAT good…
Like I said about 3 TIMES already, I’m a total fangirl. So I’m obsessed with it.
i thought it was a terrible movie
Great movie.
Are you kidding?!? HORRIBLE movie. The book was great, but the movie makes me want to throw up.
Fangirl Me- NUUUUUUUU WHYYYYYYY YOU ARE BANISHED TO A FAR CORNER OF MUSEBLOG FOR ALL ETERNITY!!!!!!!! ;_____;
Real Me: Pay no attention to Fangirl Me, she’s crazy. Everyone’s entitiled to their own opinion, FM.
FM: *sniff*
I agree with real you. Actually, the situation is kind of amusing. One blog sister fangirld one thing, the other fangirls something totally unrelated. (Though I’m sure we both fangirl more than one thing… right?!?)
i know, right? i mean there’s a little bitt of icky sappy talking parts and otherwise it’s all bang-bang-bang-o-my-whats-going-on. on word: BAD
im talking about HTTYD here
I know the shift key on your keyboard is working, since you capitalized “HTTYD”, so could you please try and utilize the shift key at the starts of sentences and proper nouns?
We had a discussion today in English class about whether technology dehumanizes us, and I felt very official, as I’m a published author on a related subject. (Thank you, Muserology!) Not that I said that in class, but I still have personal experience with some of the wonderful, intelligent people that one can meet online. *cough*
I wish I could talk to some wonderful, intelligent people online. But alas, I suppose I never will.
((IT’S A JOKE))
Too late! The pies are in the air.
*attempts unsuccessfully to dodge*
My friends and I have come up with a plan, inspired by eating dinner at a fancy restaurant on Homecoming night.
We’re going to have a tea party at Wendy’s.
Or some similar fast food restaurant; it doesn’t really matter. The important parts: fancy dresses, elaborately-styled hair, fine china and teacups, eating cheeseburgers and french fries with forks, extraordinary manners, possibly British accents. Oh, and getting strange looks. We’re looking forward to that part.
Oh man, I wish I was coming.
That sounds awesome!
I did something like this with my school orchestra after every concert!
You get the “I would kill to be there and may copy the idea” stamp from Cat’s Eye. Nice job. I think this goes in the Kokonspiracy category.
i’ll have 2 do it too (:
An absolutely epic xkcd update today–the updated Online Communities map. Munroe changed his methods to better reflect the amount of activity each site has, and I cannot comprehend the amount of work he had to have put into it. There are several things that made me very happy and several things that made my blood boil with rage, but the explanations for each would involve discussing extrabloggian sites, so I will explain no further.
Are you saying that you’re unhappy with the methods used?
No, just mentions of certain sites, and their juxtapositions.
So, anyone feel like writing my german essay for me? </kidding
If you feel like getting an F…
Don’t worry, I’ll probably get a D. *sigh* Whywhywhy us!
Nur wenn Google Translate genügt.
10.2-10.2.2: Actually, I think there’s a second movie. I don’t know how many of the books are in it, though… And I think Lemony Snicket wrote some other book about Beatrice, which probably covered at least some loose ends. But I agree with AM that the later books are much better…
61~ Can I come?
58~ BEEVS! *tackles*
I was going to have a point to this, but apparently that’s not to be.
Gooooooooodniiiiiiiiiight a dingdingdingdingdingdging, goooooooodNIIIIIIIIIGHT a dingdingdingdingdingding…….
Monty Python <3
Guess how many hours of sleep I got last night!
Four and a half!
Guess how many I’m going to get tonight!
Seven!
Guess how many I’m going to get tomorrow night!
One!
God, I love the Playoffs!
got my HvZ bandana! so excited
i’ll probably end up zombified right away but that’s okay, being a zombie is fun too
lol, your campus, too? I think they’re starting here next week.
yup, we have an official urban gaming club now. we’re doing two HvZ games, a capture the flag, and possibly a remodeled assassins-type game. plus the powerpoint presentation going over the rules was full of geek jokes and funny pictures. and two of the mods are also in the board game club.
Oh, one of the halls did HvZ this year. (Kind of a pity they did it this year and not last year, since I lived there last year.) It was fun to watch. My roommate found an armband from someone who was out of the game and pretended to be a human. She confused lots of people.
hahaha i think it ends here tonight or something like that…last night while walking home from the library i saw a roving band of humans all armed with nerf guns and whatnot and it was kind of hilarious
WHOA typed my email wrong, sorry gapas
So, first time on MB since Monday, so sleep-deprived yesterday that I got all queasy and had to take medicine, woke up today still feeling off and had to take more, but all of my homework is done…
“Senior year is easy” my foot.
“Being sleep-deprived isn’t fun” my foot. I’m pretty much constantly in a lack of sleep despite sleeping for enough hours a day, and has it affected me?
…Don’t answer that.
But yeah, it’s not easy; neither is life. :/
I’m very sensitive and I seem to need more sleep than most of my friends. It’s annoying, actually, because on school trips, I always want to go to bed before my roommates. I just get tired earlier.
i’m sort of the opposite-i n e v e r sleep. it’s still annoying.
NYM! https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=6641
Oops. Sorry!
I just moved.
Gah, I really have to come back here more often… Maybe this weekend. Anyway, has anyone heard of the neo-futurists? They’re pretty cool and you can check them out on youtube. So in the hteater club in my school they’re having a few of the performers come in and do workshops with us so that we can put on a similar production of “30 plays in 60 minutes.” I got in to the cast of about thirteen, which is super cool. Plus we all get to write our own stuff, and so far I have to things that’ll be nice and good. One involves spraying myself with a water bottle while asking questions that I ask in my head throughout the day.
Congratulations!
Luna suddenly wonders why the heck she is going to Florida (and the HP theme park) over spring break, when she could be going to ChicagoTARDIS. I mean, hullo, Ianto (Gareth david Lloyd) and Jamie (Jamie! Jamie, by far the best Second Doctor companion) (Frazer Hines and Rhys (Kai Owen), though he’s not as pwnsome as Ianto and Jamie, and whatshisname who played Churchill on Victory of the Daleks, plus a companion from 7th Doctor I’ve not met, yet…
But, yeah. Family in FL and HP theme park are kind of a constant….What would be really nice, would be if Hurricane Who weren’t in October, but rather November, over Thanksgiving.
*sigh* I’ll just have to try and make a mental note that, if by some total miracle I actually have time off next Thanksgiving (very, very possible I will not, if all goes as planned and I’m in vet school–wow, directly thinking about being in vet school in a years time is seriously mind blowing. Think I’m going to switch thought trains, before my mind asplodes from disbelief), that I ahve got to go to Chicago….Ooooh, I hope I have time, and that they have cool guests next year…
And looking at the schedule for this years VM1s, and comparing it to the schedule for ChicagoTARDIS, there’s doesn’t look to be a chance in hell that I’m going to have my Thanksgiving break at the same time…Although *fingers crossed* maybe they just don’t say break is 22-28, but rather 22-26, since 27&28 are a Saturday and Sunday (CT is 26-28 this year, which assuming time frames are the same for each, puts it being unlikely I’d have the days off)….But maybe these two days are implied, although I wouldn’t bet on it, since it is vet school, and who knows what required things might be going on even on weekends…Hmmm. *sigh* I dunno.
I had to do an analysis of “Come All Ye” by Fairport Convention for English. I wrote that the theme is the power of music. Do you think that’s true, and do you think that’s still applicable now, 40 years after the song was written?
I just finished my Crucible motif collage! It turned out very nicely, I think. The motif I chose to do my collage on is fire. The backround is black and kind of rough around the edges (it adds effect but in reality I just ran out of paint… it looks intentional though!). Then I painted a fire with dark reds/oranges/yellows, took some yellow and dark purple and white tissue paper and made the fire have texture, mod-podged the whole thing, and painted it again. Then I copied out all my fire-related quotes onto paper that has an old sort of tint to it, burned the edges of everything, and mod-podged those on. I put some burnt matches at the base of the fire, too. I think it looks pretty cool.
Also, my 2-year blogiversary was on Tuesday.
Cool! Can you take pictures?
I had to turn it in today, but I will when I get it back.
I can almost do a chin-up properly, with minimal jumping. This makes me quite happy.
I caking love the Huskers. Our last year in the Big XII conference, and it looks like we may very well take the title. That was an awesome game against K-State. Jiminy.
For those of you keeping score at home, my favorite sports (that is, the only sports I enjoy) are:
To watch on TV: football
To watch live: hockey
To play: soccer
Oh my goodness. I just realised that I completely missed my one-year blogiversary! I’ve been too busy lately…haven’t posted at all…much…unfortunately. *sigh*
I have really poor circulation in my right index finger. For some reason. It’s really cold…I can wiggle it just fine, it’s just cold.
32–Piggy: {Applauds.}
35–Midnight Fiddler: That sounds fun! Glasseh is a Morris Dancer? Nice. Might there be pictures at some point of this gathering?
42.1.1.1–SudoRandom: Wow. That is an amazing role. I give a cheer for the existence of such quirky parts.
46–Agrrrfishi: I’m sorry. No one who would treat you that way is worthy of being your friend. All you can do is move on and find someone who is worthy of your friendship.
53–Clare de Lune: That’s fantastic! I heartily congratulate you. {Heartily congratulates.}
58–Beavo: Beavo!!! Good to see you! Yes, please do stick around, I’ve missed you. Speaking of which, why is it that every time I think “I wonder what Beavo’s been up to lately,” you post within twenty-four hours? Are we telepathically linked? {Creepy background music.}
61–Cat’s Meow: That is splendid! I am blown away by how flammy that is.
I’ve just played the strangest game of Monopoly. First off, because me and a friend are playing it through the computer. I have the board and the pieces, she has the money and the calculator, and I have the Chance and the Community Chest cards. Oh, and we each have a dice.
Basically, we’ve been using chat on Gmail to tell each other what we rolled on the dice. I would move the pieces on the board, and tell her who landed on what, the prices, and other assorted Need-To-Knows. Say it was her turn, and she rolled a four and landed on Oriental Avenue, which she did. I would tell her the price, in this case, $100, she would say “*buys it*”, and would be the banker and buy it. Then I would find the card for Oriental Avenue, and put it in her pile. Pretty much the same for when it was my turn.
For Chance, or Community Chest, if landed on and it was her who landed on it, she would guess what was on the card. It happened four times, all for Chance. (She guessed them all right!) And then I would pick up the card from the top of the pile and ‘read’ it to her.
We ended up with this:
Me: Pennsylvania Avenue, Marvin Gardens, Pennsylvania Railroad, Connecticut Avenue, Reading Railroad, and Mediterranean Avenue.
I went to jail three times.
Her: Oriental Avenue, Kentucky Avenue, St. Charles Place, North Carolina Avenue, and Vermont Avenue.
After that we kind of stopped playing because we got distracted by talking about whose house we were going to have our Star Wars/Star Trek Marathon at.
She went to jail once.
Yay! Friday! Tomorrow, I’m going to a bit event with my best friends and it’s going to be really cool, but right now I’m going to try and get some writing done.
One of the most interesting conversations I had at school today took place when about half the lunch table knew we were talking about Martin Luther, who some of us have been learning about in AP Euro, while the other half missed that and thought we were talking about Martin Luther King, Jr.
Friend #1 (who is Lutheran): I love that guy! He gave me my religion.
Friend #2: Well, I’m Jewish, so he didn’t really affect me too much.
Friend #3 (who missed the point): But think of all the black friends you wouldn’t have!
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To everybody who commented about the tea party at Wendy’s (61): I encourage all copycats and similar ideas, and I would consider bringing a webcam with us if I had one.
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Yesterday in English class, yet another person honestly called me Grace and didn’t realize their mistake at first. Like I’ve mentioned before, Grace is what my parents almost named me.
Was I named Grace in a past life or something?
mabye you were. i know how it feels. people always call me becky.
It’s the parallel-universe thing. The majickal power of our possibly-being-the-same-person is seeping over to your universe and leading people to believe that you’re my middle name.
Now, what will happen if (when) we Kokon? Will our parallel selves annihilate each other and leave the Bay Area in rubble?
Not unless someone screams “THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE!” (Which is entirely possible, so don’t rule it out.) In which case we will both grow to three hundred feet tall and begin to smash up downtown San Francisco Japantown, because there are traditions to be fulfilled.
Uh-oh. Do you think we should alert the authorities ahead of time?
By the way, did you see the dates that I posted on the Kokon thread?
No I did not. *heads over to Kokon thread*
So, y’all know that movie coming out on November 19 of this year? The one that everyone is anticipating with excitement, misplaced hope, and much trepidation? The one that’s been billed for MONTHS as going to be shown not only in 2D, but also 3D? Yeah. That one. The first half of the last HP movie.
It’s been announced today that it is not going to be in 3D afterall, because despite them telling us all for countless months that it would be in 3D, despite all the advertising and marketing, and EVERYTHING saying 3D, they apparently somehow just realized that they can’t get it converted to 3D in time, and so are scrapping the 3D altogether.
Ummm, what? I mean, I greatly appreciate that they’re not pushing back the release date (there’d be an insane, angry mob out to lynch the person responsible), but really? You’ve been advertising 3D for months. Why do this if there was (obviously a pretty good) probability that you wouldn’t have 3 dimensionalized in time?
Because the mere fact that it’s not going to be in 3D doesn’t bother me–I’ve gone to and hated all the previous 6 without them being in 3D–it’s the principle of it. It’s the fact that they’ve been billing it as 3D for ages now, and then suddenly reneging on this. If it had just been billed as 2D, never any mention of 3D, I would care in the slightest that it’s now just 2D again, and now 3D at all. Because it’s not like I was expecting good 3D, I was rather disappointed with Alice in Wonderland’s 3D, but for them to advertise it as such and not deliver, that bugs me.
Can someone sue them for false advertising?
I have no idea. Probably? That would be sweet….
I’m thinking of teaching myself to play another instrument. Does anyone have any recommendations? I currently play the flute. I was thinking of the violin or oboe, especially since the oboe’s in the same key as the flute.
Play the oboe. It’s cooler.
No offense to anyone who plays the violin…I should say, the oboe is more unique.
*Highfives*
Cello.
Seconded!
What PM said. The oboe is so much cooler because you hardly have to blow to be loud. *blasts oboe*
Um… No, actually. If you’re playing properly you should be putting a lot of air through the horn at all times.
However, Beedle, I would choose oboe. I play both violin and oboe and I can tell you that if you already play flute, oboe will be an exponentially easier switch. The fingerings are more similar, whereas on violin they’re completely different. I switched from sax (although, yes, I already played violin) and my friend has just switched from flute. I think I’m doing pretty well for only a year (with lessons of course) and my friend is doing phenomenally for just about two months–she can read the band music and hit most of the notes, even if her intonation and tone do need some work. Also, there are far fewer oboeists that violinists, which makes us mire unique. From a practical standpoint it also ups our chances at making all-district and such, and if you get really good I know you can get some phenomenal scholarships. On the downside, reeds are quite expensive ($10 or $15 each) and it can be hard to find good ones–I get mine from my teacher because the ones from Music and Arts collapse on you within about five seconds.
However, that said, out of my three instruments violin is my favorite to play, possibly because I’ve been playing it the longest. It’s a beautiful instrument–just listen to the violin concertos and so on played by MBers that have been posted to the blog! It’s really a lovely instrument, so I’m not saying you shouldn’t pick it. If you do, I’m sure you’ll love it. It would just be a tougher a slightly less practical switch. But hey, if you’re up ft a challenge!
Oh, wait, I just reread your post and saw the “teaching yourself” bit. I’d say it would be far, far easier to teach yourself an instrument in a family of instruments you already play. Go for oboe.
Really? I’ve never found reeds to be that expensive, about $5 each. Do you have a Northern Kingdom Music in your area? I believe they sell them cheaper.
No, I don’t. Mine are $10, I think, but they’re reaaally nice because my teacher makes them himself, and they last a long time because he can fix them if they start to collapse or misalign.
I would do the oboe, especially if you already know how to play the flute. It’ll be easier. Also, my best friend plays the violin and she says it’s very, very, very annoying sometimes. Plus WOODWINDS RULE!!!!!!!!!
Violin.
You should play French Horn! The universe always needs more French Horn players!
And if you don’t, I’ll EAT YOUR BRAINS
nobody needs more french horn players. play trumpet, it’s what all the french horns secretly want to play xP
Wrong, other way around. Everyone wants to play French Horn, they just don’t know it.
(If another post saying it was by Enc & Sudo shows up, snip it, please. I always forget to change the username after alter egoes.)
Woah… Overwhelming amount of responses.
I played violin for a year in fourth (?) grade, so that’s why I picked that over other string instruments, like cello. I think I want to do oboe. It should be easier since it’s in the same key. The only thing is that there are like, five oboes in the band… which is strange. But I can play it for myself, I really enjoy the sound. After oboe will be violin, and then I can maybe teach myself bassoon? Double reed instruments are so cool.
Oxlin! You rock! I play the cello too! And Beedle, play the cello.
Sitting alone with only my homework for company, I’ve come to the fascination conclusion that checking your answers is useless if you can’t read the answer key. *headdesk* I’m so stupid…
I always found that, if given the answer key, I always tended to check my answers before solving the problem…
But even that would be difficult if the answer key is unreadable.
It’s readable; theoretically. It’s not the print that’s the problem, it’s more the “?! How did they get -√2 4 when I have 0.566?
78 (Cyrulean Pyros)~ He is indeed. It was fun, there are pictures. I’ll see about getting them into the GAPAs.
83~ Oboe would most likely be the easiest to switch to and to teach yourself. If you’re going to go for violin, get a teacher or at least a friend to help you out. There are some instruments that are relatively easier to teach yourself, and violin is not one of them. There are just so many bad habits you can get that will cripple your playing if they’re not corrected immediately. I don’t know about oboe, as I’ve never played one, but seeing as it’s in the same family as the flute, which you already play, you’ll be able to use a lot of what you’ve learned transferred over.
So yeah, of the two, go for oboe. Oboe is a beautiful instrument, and yes, more unique than violin, as much as I adore the latter.
Of instruments you didn’t mention, guitar and piano are both instruments that get represented a lot, but would be good to know. Just go with something you like the sound of.
Actually, speaking of instruments, one of the things I didn’t like about the violin (and piano) was that everyone seems to play it, and I didn’t (and still don’t) want to be just like everyone else.
So I got a concertina and a mountain dulcimer for second and third instruments. It seems to work pretty well. Oh, and harpsichord as the keyboard, as well as piano. Though I’m an abysmal failure at both. I’ve never really practiced or anything though, I’m sure that’d make a difference. *sigh*
I sometimes wish I played guitar, especially in the evenings on the ship when the guitar players take over the jam sessions and I can’t do anything about it because both my instruments are loud and piercing. Ah well. I should work more on the dulcimer.
Today is a day for listening to music and painting a pair of rainboots bright colors. So that’s what I’m doing.
I have one boot done, and the other one I haven’t started on yet.
I also need to hang up some laundry.
It’s nice and warm today, and the stinkbugs are out in full force, I feel like I’m under siege, the screen door is just full of them and whenever I go outside they fall all over me from the door and the outside wall of my room. And the ones inside are buzzing around and landing with thuds on the windows, my books, my computer, in my paint, on my clothes and on my face. I HATE THEM.
Stink bugs…*shudder*
I was thinking of learning euphonium or tuba for my second instrument, since I already play a brass instrument and most of the music for those instruments also is written in the bass clef. It’s much easier for me to read bass than treble.
I just spent about three hours reading palms and one hour writing a Sassy Gay Friend video for Medea of Greek myth/Euripedes fame. (The Sassy Gay Friend videos are on YouTube, for any interested, but they’re definitely PG-13.)
The Medea script was inspired by the scene I just got given in Acting, in which I tell Aegeus, king of Athens, that I’ll give him some magical Viagra in exchange for a place to stay after I murder my children and set fire to my ex’s fiance and her dad. Funnily enough, he agrees. Muse should totally Mini-Myth Medea and Jason.
It was really fun to write! I’m going to see if I can make a space in an Acting class for me and a few friends to perform it in.
So, apparently it wasn’t just sleep depravation that made my stomach upset and I actually have a nasty stomach bug.
But I feel fine now, thank gosh. *Knocks repeatedly on wood*
It’s been one year since LCROSS? Where did the time go?
86- I love the fiddle, though. Even if everyone plays it. Of course, I’d LOVE to play the hurdy-gurdy, but I’ve been trying for so long to play the fiddle and I was getting better for a while and I love it, so I don’t want to give it up… But it isn’t easy being a rhythm-less, slightly tone-deaf musician.And the fiddle isn’t an easy instrument. I sound so bad, and it’s such a struggle, that I hardly ever play, which of course means that I don’t improve.
Sooo guess who has to get up in FOUR HOURS to go to a quidditch tournament in Michigan?
Also oh man I haven’t done a big post about how we play it have I. Well now is really not the time for that, I REALLY need to get to bed. But SOON, I promise!
Holy Fangcakes. Now I know what Max thought Ari meant when he wanted to kidnap her alone after Angel to her he loved her.
Huh?
It’s a long story.
The post seems rather pointless to me–a vague reference to an unexplained happening that relates to nothing that has been said and has no attempted clarification. As Captain of the Resurrection Squad of the Pointless Post Police, I hereby fine you fifteen kilos of choklit, to be paid in full within thirty hours.
This is the random thread, Piggy. She’s allowed to post something unrelated. That’s sort of the point.
I don’t believe it’s the unrelatedness so much as the fact that she posted something that, to the rest of MB, makes as much sense as a random string of numbers and letters–that is, no sense whatsoever. A random string of numbers and letters, with no sort of explanantion to the cluesless, would unarguably be a pointless post. Why should Piggy think any differently of an actual sentence that makes no sense to anyone but the poster, given no explanation was provided?
Yes, but then again, nobody except her watches Maximum Ride (I assume that’s what she’s quoting from?). At least, I don’t think so.
Not. An. Anime.
Maximum Ride is great, except for the fourth book which was basically James Patterson’s rant about global warming and terrorists, but the novels and the manga are awesome and oh oh oh the manga is actually Korean and I just finished the first novel yesterday and-
WELL. Pie girl, we can be fangirls together. Preferably over Fang, or post-makeover Iggy.
Sorry, for some reason I thought it was… *Headdesk*
True. The point of the post sort of seems to be to get people to ask (“kidnap her alone after Angel to her he loved her” doesn’t make sense even grammatically), though, and then she wouldn’t explain (although I admit “huh?” was not the most eloquent question xD).
Bleh. I have a cold. Also there’s a gas leak in my stove and I am banned from using it. I have no idea what I will have for dinner. I didn’t go shopping earlier because I felt like crap, so my refrigerator isn’t well stocked either.
Oh no…*gives food and cold medicine*
Thanks. *devours it all in one bite*
My dad and I just finished Noein, which annoys me, because now we don’t have an anime to watch and eat large amounts of ice cream while keeping an eye out for my mom so she doesn’t “YOUR EATING ICE CREAM AT 11:00 AT NIGHT?!” on us. We’ve already gone through Avatar: The Last Airbender. And, of course, I finished Vampire Knight a few days ago, so I have no anime to watch! Rar! And, of course, I have a cold, so this is one time my parents would be semi-okay with me watching tv for a long time, but now I have nothing to watch…
Why don’t you go to TVtropes and look for ideas from there? I don’t know what you’ve seen or not, so I can’t recommend anything, but that’s what I do when I don’t have anything to watch.
Also sorry about the cold, I know exactly how you feel. (as in above post)
Good idea, thanks. Hope you get well soon! *Warm cider and cake and warm pie and tissues*
Or you could just surf TVTropes all day. that site is way to addictive.
How’s Avatar: TLA? I’ve been thinking about getting into it, because an American anime-esque thing sounds pretty good.
Or just surf TVtropes, try and read Scott Pilgrim online and fail, and watch other things. I seriously spent at least four hours today surfing TVtropes. (That statement was totally NSFW!)
I might be more than a little biased, but it’s good. Really good. I like the plot, I like the characters, and I like the universe. Seriously, the guys that made this did a ton of research and worldbuilding. The movie, however, sucks. Don’t take it as an indicator for the series quality, because it totally destroyed it.
And there’s a sequel coming out in 2011! I will be able to get my Avatar fix after so long without new episodes!
Oh my gosh, it’s amazing. It’s really funny, but it’s got an amazing plot. It’s really well constructed, the charactersa really stong…I culd go on about it for days, so I think I’ll stop, but it’s incredible. WATCH IT. I’ve never seen the movie, but it looks horrible.
Suggestions: The Big Bang Theory and Monk. Both of which are awesome and support the eating of ice cream. Which, of course, is what life is all about.
Please note that today’s date is 10/10/10. 101010, taken in binary, is 42. Feel free to be in awe and carry a towel around all day.
*is in awe*
O.o That’s…such a coincidence. *grabs bathrobe*
I love it when the dates synchronize!
I screamed this morning when it was 10/10/10 at 10:10.
Yay! Go towels!
The estate of Charles and Ray Eames is also encouraging people to watch Powers of Ten today.
My parents and grandparents and I went to a church luncheon today in a town two hours or so away from where we live. Why? I shall tell you. In this town, there used to be a restaurant which served what was apparently the best fried chicken in existence. Several years ago it was forced to shut its doors for good. But once a year, they use the recipe again for this church luncheon, and it draws people from miles around. Delicious. Then we went to a local apple orchard and bought apple cider, apple doughnuts, apple turnovers, caramel apples, and apple butter. Mmmmm…
We went apple picking today. Then we went out for ice cream. Om nom nom lime sherbet.
So… all day, at home, working on college applications. Never mind all the homework I have, this comes first…
I just discovered all the Pokemon Black and White videos on YouTube when looking for a video of N unexpectedly making a giant castle rise out of the ground. Now I can’t stop watching videos of new graphics and battles.
Today has been interesting.
I started out tired, as I’d gotten to be late last night. Breakfast was oatmeal, ew. Then stuff started falling apart for real.
Last night I’d mentioned to mom that if I was actually going to go to NC in a week I needed to let Pip and his family know. She replied along the lines of “yeah, let’s talk tomorrow when dad’s up to discuss this and see about his time off and when you’re not tired and know what you’re saying” Ok, fine.
Then this morning that became “Oh, well we don’t have to go THAT soon, and we’ll have to leave a day early from the visit too, since it doesn’t work with my schedule and I’m coming along.” Which I wasn’t thrilled about, seeing as I want time to visit Pip without a grumpy parent tagging along. Or even a non-grumpy parent for that matter. Because I know it wouldn’t be fun for them and I don’t think it’d be fair to invite an extra body down to his family’s house. So I presented this as a concern. A “humph” and sullen silence. (And I’m supposed to be the bratty one?)
Then other blah occurred throughout the day, ending up in me yelling then running away to my room sobbing. Not so great.
But dad somehow managed to convince her to allow me to go to NC, by myself, in my own car (instead of driving her boat of a station wagon). So that’s good…but yeah. Weird day. And then we had spanicopita (sp?) and baklava. So it wasn’t as horrible.
Also, I discovered a mouse nest in my shoebin. With dried-up baby mouse bodies. It’s kind of revolting, sad and annoying all at once.
My eyes hurt.
I’m going to go watch Hornblower now. Pretty ships and dashing men in early 19th century naval attire; I can’t complain.
I watched the first Hornblower movie recently. It was sort of odd, especially when I read the book that it is based on and realized that a number of things in it get skipped in the movie so not all parts make sense.
I might be able to go on a 4 week exchange trip to Germany! That would be so much fun!
I ignored the things I probably should have done this weekend and spent it with people. Now I am exhausted and not at all ready for next week. Yay high school!
COOL!!! GERMANY IS AWESOME!!!
I am in so much trouble. I am writing a 3 page biography on the Wise Prince Frederick III, Elector of Saxony, the rough draft of which is due tomorrow. The problem is, NO ONE LIKES HIM. I only have general information on his life, not nearly enough for 3 pages. I am going to have to use Wikipedia, which I do not trust. I think I will need to work in some stuff about Martin Luther, taking the mind off the fact that I don’t have enough material. And this will count of 20% of this semester’s grade. And there is an accompanying powerpoint presentation due Thursday. And my brain has not been able to think all weekend. And I can only work on it for one more hour because I will turn everything off at 10:00. And this is very not good. I no longer like that we did not have classes on Friday.
Never fear, Wikipedia is very accurate. My brother’s friend once changed something very minor on wikipedia (something like a confirmation link, I believe) and was back to normal within ten minutes. Someone else I know has a friend who changed all the names of the presidents on the U.S.A. Presidents page to his name, and that also got changed back immediately, plus the guy got his account revoked.
My friend and I made some very…. erm… angry revisions to the Great Expectations article, and they changed it back within thirty seconds, which is quite sad, really. It was an awesome article…
I just watched a very old episode of Kids in the Hall with my mom. It really made no sense…also, all the women were men with wigs on. It was the special Headcrushers edition…There was this scene in the end:
GUY #1: Redge could play the guitar?
GUY#2: Yes, really well.
GUY#3: Well, it just goes to show you that you can strangle a guy, fold him in your trunk, bury him by the tracks in a shallow grave, and still not really know him.
ALL(Holding up cups): TO REDGE! AND RITUALISTIC MURDERS!
It was a really weird show, and I would elaborate, but I don’t really know how…it made no sense…
i LOVE headcrusher! kids in the hall is great
My tree planting went so well! 19 people showed up, and we planted a gorgeous, 20-foot tall Autumn Blaze Maple tree. I won’t direct you to pictures of my event, specifically, but I would recommend that you all take a look at some of the other pictures that are coming in on 350.org. Between the 7000+ events that took place worldwide today, there are some amazing pictures of groups at work.
It’s really cool to think how many people in Bangladesh and South Africa and China spent their days doing the same thing as me.
Whoo! Yay! *clapclapclap* I found an event on 350 near me, but I couldn’t make it, so I’m going to one next week. It’s a 10/10/10 event, just not on 10/10/10.
98.1~ Yes, they took liberties with the movies. But they’re still good, so it’s one of those cases where I’ll tolerate it and love both the movies and the books, in different ways. The books for their style and stories and details, and the movies for being pretty and swashbuckling. (And for Robert Lindsay and Jamie Bamber, I admit it.)
Aieeeeeeeeeeee! Douglas Adams is the script editor in the ‘city of death’ Doctor Who sequence, and we notice this on 10/10/10 or in binary 42…coincidence? I think not!!! Also, the Doctor’s scarf is epic.
102-Wow, that sounds really awesome!
Uh, he wasn’t just script editor. He was one of the writers for that serial. He also wrote the serial “Pirate Planet”, the unaired serial “Shada” (which was released as a radio broadcast and as a webcast).
Not to mention that was far from the only serial he was script editor for. He was script editor the entire 16th and 17th season.
I don’t usually watch Doctor Who, so I didn’t know that, and for some reason my dad hadn’t noticed.
um yeah. coincidence.
adams did a lot with doctor who. he was script editor for a couple of years, actually, and a lot of the stuff in his books was ideas he had working on doctor who
Happy thought time. In physics, since getting all my attendance points in lecture and RSD are pretty much a given, and since so much extra is given in the way of homework, getting all the points there is pretty much a given, even if I only get the lowest passing grade in lab (75%, which is unlikely I’d do that poorly), I only need to get a 68% on all the remaining tests and I’ll still get an A out of the course.
So that’s happy thought of the day, because it’s fairly unlikely that I’ll do that badly.
Now, to get an A in spanish….(haha, if only).
So, uh, yeah. Happy thought time over, because Luna is an idiot and apparently can’t do basic arithmetic.
If I were to get a 75% in lab, I’d have to get 92% on the remaining tests to pull an A. Nevermind.
Haha…the Slow Moderation thing is funny. “In the future, the Administrators hope to exchange their cumbersome proton-and-neutron-based bodies for electron-based models that can be transported at near-instantaneous speeds via wireless networks.” I wanna make that upgrade as well.
Hallooooo! This is Enc and Sudo, having a mini-pseudo-kokon at Enc’s house. (unnanounced, planned this morning.) He’s picking up music for our band.
~Enc
‘Tis true. He wrote the music to a poem I posted on a previous Poems and Songs thread. </shamelessly advertises work> It sounds excellent. Hopefully once NoN gets started we can send in a recording to MuseBlog?
By the way, Enc, move in our chess game.
~Sudo
Okay! I will.
~Enc
I didn’t really know where to post this, but it’s my essay for history class and I just wanted to know if it’s boring or historically inaccurate or not. It’s fiction, by the way. Pies if you read it. It’s pretty long.
It had been fifteen springs since the spring of my birth when my father said to me, “Sits-in-Trees, we must take caution, for a strange people have come to our home. They have white faces and have come from the bay on huge boats.” Soon after that day, I saw them myself, as I hid in the grasses alongside the shore of the river. I watched these White Men as they stood in the river. They wore metal hats and much clothing and looked very hot. I did not understand why they filled their bowls with water over and over, as the water kept spilling out the bottom. I was afraid of the men because their language sounded angry, and because we have heard many stories from other tribes of men with pale faces who came from the ocean and killed the tribal people with powerful killing sticks. I wondered why the pale-faced men had come.
Now, it is two springs since the White Men arrived. I am sitting atop a tall pine tree, looking out into the bay. It has been a difficult two years. Many of our people have been killed by the killing sticks of the White Men, which we all fear; but very many White Men have died as well, from starvation, heat, fights, or strange diseases which make them delirious and weak. The White Men have built large wooden enclosures with strange designs scratched on the walls: 1607. They believe they are safe within and do not often venture out. However, they do not know that our noble chief Opechancanough has ordered me, and others skilled at climbing trees, to spy upon the fort day and night from the tops of trees. As I watch now, their chief, whom they call John Smith, is speaking to them in the angry language. Some are using their killing sticks on others. The White Men lack judgment. I have seen many die. Maybe they will all perish, I think, and our land will be peaceful again. Then I notice something on the bay. It is another ship like the ones the White Men arrived on. I watch it for many minutes. As the sun sets, men begin to exit the ships. There are many. I am sure they are White Men, for they are wearing metal clothing that glints in the sun. Silently I leap out of the tree and begin running to find our chief.
I spend the next four days at the edge of the forest. Many men of the tribe are here watching the ships of the White Men. There are three ships, and very many new White Men. So far they have been occupied with mooring their ships. Now we are watching as they march up to the walls the White Men have built outside the forest. The leader of the new men calls out in his language and the gate of the enclosure opens and John Smith walks out. John Smith and the new leader converse. Then the new leader must have given the order to go back to the ships, for the new White Men turn and walk towards the shore. For the rest of the afternoon the new White Men carry items from their ships to the walls. That night Chief Opechancanough calls council and we tell him what we have seen. “These are dangerous times,” the chief says. “The White Men kill us with their killing sticks. They will take over the land where we farm. We must attack. We must drive them away.” His daughter Pocahontas disagrees. She thinks we might give them food in exchange for their exotic goods, and then our tribe will benefit. But Chief Opechancanough tells her that the arrival of the White Men means the death of our people, and then she does not say anything more. The men of the council agree with the chief that we must attack. I think that if we do not display our might, the White Men will attack and kill us before we can kill them.
We decide to wait for any signs of hostility before we begin the war. Two months pass in peace. The White Men are digging farms and planting seeds, although it is late in the planting season. John Smith comes twice, bringing gifts of metal knives and glass ornaments. We give him skins and seeds in return. It seems as if there will be no war. Then at the turn of summer, something disastrous happens. As Strength-of-Bear, a man from our tribe, is hunting in the woods, he shoots a deer with an arrow. Two White Men see the deer fall and hide nearby, and as Strength-of-Bear comes to pick up the deer, they use their killing sticks on him. They steal the dead deer as Strength-of-Bear dies. This news is brought to us by Strength-of-Bear’s hunting partner, Swimming-Trout, as he bears the body back to the village. “The White Men have managed to kill a great man,” says Chief Opechancanough. “If we do not act, we will all be killed.” We begin our attack the next night. We kill the White Men’s livestock and dig up the seeds they have planted. We shoot our arrows into the fort and shoot the White Men as they try to repair their farms. The White Men use enormous monsters to launch metal balls at us, but we are always hiding and they cannot see us. So they begin sneaking into the woods with their killing sticks, shooting at anything that moves. They kill nine of our men in this way. It is chaos. Everyone is afraid that the White Men will come to our village and rampage it.
The worst happens three months after the fighting began. John Smith comes to the village with six other White Men to trade with our chief. Their food supply is depleted since their farms were damaged. “Go,” says Chief Opechancanough when John Smith meets him. “We will not trade today.” John Smith bows and turns to leave. I see the desperate faces of the men behind him. They say furious things to him. John Smith walks on. As they are leaving the village, two White Men suddenly turn and seize a basket of corn from Skies-as-Eyes, a village woman. Everyone who sees them do this is shocked: Stealing from a woman is unpardonable. Hawk-Wings and I run after the thieves. I use my bow to shoot an arrow at the neck of one man. He falls and I see that it is not a man who stole from Skies-as-Eyes. I do not see the true bandits. Then I hear a loud noise and see Hawk-Wings scream and plummet to the dirt. I turn and shoot an arrow in the direction of the sound. Another loud noise comes from behind me and suddenly I am falling too. It is the end, but I know I have been brave. All I can do now is hope that the White Men will not murder us all in this war.
Excellently, incredibly good… I can’t wait for high school.
Immodium is for diarrhea. Not nausea. If you take it for nausea when you don’t have diarrhea, you might get better, but you’ll also get all tight and feel bad anyway.
I can’t believe I spent all weekend taking the wrong medicine and feeling awful. Hopefully now that it’s out of my system, I’ll go back to normal naturally and take Pepto-Bismol for the nausea.
So… many… apples. For dinner this evening I had apple sausage and fried apples, washed down by a tall glass of apple cider. For dessert, a caramel apple.
I love autumn.
Ack.
Life has become more complicated..
…Sometimes I really wish I could handle emotions. That I went through all the normal highs and lows and I could sympathize with others going through lows. That sometimes, just sometimes, I could be depressed for a few days and know what it was like.
Maybe then I’d be some use in emotional discussions.
111~ What do you mean?
My best friend admitted to being suicidal and all I could do is make tea because I have the emotional range of a teaspoon.
Woah. Did you tell someone?
She was telling this to Mom and my sister as well, and Mom did share this with her family.
That’s good. The important thing when you hear things like that is to tell somebody who can help that person.
GIANTS JUST MADE IT TO NATIONAL LEAGUE CHAMPIONSHIP SERIES
BECAUSE WE’RE AWESOME
AND SORRY IN ADVANCE, PHILLIES FANS
CAUSE WE ABOUT TO OWN Y’ALLS
Oh my god! This weather is amazing! I saw streaks of lightning in the sky about twenty times tonight! The rain is insane, and the thunder sounds beautiful. It’s a mild night, so we have all of the windows open, and you can hear everything- the thunder, the tapping of the rain on the windows. It’s so lovely.
I’ve been so busy, sorry for not posting.
It’s less amazing if you’re a light sleeper.
Do you happen to live in Pennsylvania? We got a thunderstorm also last night, and it scared the crap outta me.
Back to Spelluna, on the topic of sleep:
Well, there was the time my friend had a massive sleepover birthday party and we stayed up until 8:00am. We all finally went to sleep around then and woke up a half hour later. I didn’t sleep for more than a half hour total within a 36-hr period….
And then woke up with magic marker on my face and my hands taped together.
Blarg…
MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY!
SO CONFLICTED. So, the backstory.
My mom volunteers in the prison with the Alternatives to Violence Program (AVP), which is basically what it sounds like, it’s a program offered to inmates to hep them learn non-violent strategies for coping with conflict. They have inmates and outsiders take the training and work together teaching the net wave of people, and it’s a highly respected program inside of the system, does a lot of good, etc. You have to be 18 to do it, and it’s always been assumed that I would take the basic training as soon as I turned 18, which I did this past spring, and now the time is coming up (this coming weekend, to be precise) and I’m signed up for it.
I want to do this, I really do, I think it’s a totally important program to support and learn about and I want to meet the guys who I’ve heard about since forever.
But…there’s a but in here.
I just got a message from a friend of mine who I’ve recently gotten back in touch with. She’s a sailor, now living in her hometown-an hour away from me. From the 12th to the 19th is the Great Chesapeake Bay Schooner Race, the race itself starts on Thursday. You start to see the conflict? Ahh, yes. So I was hoping to just go down tomorrow, watch the parade of sail, meet up with Elan, say hi, come home, then start AVP on Friday, except that…..I just got a note from Elan.
One of the ships needs a deckhand for the race. So basically, I could race a schooner on the Chesapeake Bay for a week. I’ve been dreaming about getting back on a boat as soon as my feet hit dry land, and I want to sail different ships and learn more and get more sea time, etc.
But I feel like I should do AVP, I mean, I’ve been signed up for it for a few months, and everyone’s expecting me to go. And I really want to! It’s just horrible, horrible timing. It makes me sick, I could be sailing, but I know if I go sailing I’ll feel terrible about skipping out of AVP.
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Go to the AVP. You’ll feel better about yourself. And also, there will be other opportunities to sail, won’t there?
YOU GUYS
I GOT PUBLISHED IN THE MUSE MAIL SECTION OF THIS ISSUE
YAYYYY THANK YOU MUSE EDITORS
Mine’s the seventh letter. I am very excited about this.
Congrats! *hug*
I tend to skim the Muse Mail section for MBers, and started jumping up and down when I saw that your letter had gotten published. I’m such a stalker.
That’s so funny!
Thanks.
HUUUUUG
HOORAY
*balloons*
THAT IS SO AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
116.1~ I am, I said that’s what I’d do and I’m sticking with that. I’m still bummed that it’s the same time, but alas. I sent them a message asking if I could sail with them tomorrow in the parade of sail, but I haven’t gotten any response, so I’m guessing it won’t work out.
But we may hopefully still go to see it all, so that’ll be good.
Heh, post 116. Coincidentally, that’s the overall length of the Susan Constant, the ship that got me into this whole mess in the first place, when I fell in love with tall ships and the sea…. *sigh*
117~ Congrats! I look forward to reading it when I get my Oct. issue!
I find unsending an email I sent to myself strangely paradoxical.
Woo, Halloween Ball is tomorrow!
I don’t know if any of you have been following the story about the Chilian miners who’ve been trapped underground for over 2 months now, but I’ve been trying to pay attention to the situation since it started, and so when I logged on a few minutes ago I was so happy to find out that the first miner has been rescued! They’ve gotten at least one person out now. They drilled a HUGE shaft down to where they are, and thankfully most of it is through fairly stable bedrock so only the upper portion had to have supports put in. The poor people have been down there for so long–I’m not sure I would have been able to handle it. It’s relieving to find out that the situation is close to being over!!
I saw the same thing–one miner rescued already. I hope everything holds up until they can get the other 32 out. The whole affair has been handled really well on the whole and it’s great that the miners don’t have to wait until Christmas as originally thought.
I know–when I first heard the estimate on how long it might take to get them out, I was really worried for them. Nearly half a year stuck underground? D:
I think it’s being handled well now. I remember reading somethign when it first happened saying that the mining company originally wasn’t going to do ANYTHING to help–not sure if this is true, or f they’re playing any role in the rescue, but I’m glad so many people were working to help them.
Anyway, a second is out now, possibly more. Hurray!
Four out now. Bedtime for me. I’ve found a live feed video of what’s going on, and it’s great to see the miners reunited with their families. I can’t imagine what they must be feeling. I’ll watch more tomorrow. Hopefully all will continue to go well tonight. Fingers crossed!
I’m really glad that they’re (probably *crosses fingers*) going to be all right. I’m impressed with the way the miners themselves have dealt with it all – I heard that they’d asked a lawyer to write up a legal document for them all to sign stating that none of them could/would profit more from the experience than any of the others. In other words, they’re making sure that nobody gets left out of the opportunities that are sure to flow their way. That, on top of the way they rationed food/organized themselves/etc…it’s cool.
rant/
So have I. And it comes as good news but then I begin to question myself (I think too much; is that possible? Shouldn’t thinking be an activity that increases in value exponentially!), is this a story of human interest- survival over great odds through companionship and fortitude of will? Of the undying optimism that each person holds, if only as a response to imminent danger to continue on as he is built, a biological machine for procreation? Or of the accomplishments that technology can bring to those who fight and work and innovate? But why were those miners down there anyway, deep under 3 miles in through the Earth that is home to us all but respected by few or am I being self righteous? Did you know that we may be reaching peak copper? Imagine tearing down Liberty Enlightening the World for the copper she holds isn’t that tragic imagery.
And we are drawn to the story of 33 men deep beneath us because it holds such redeeming hope pulled up by innovation into the sunlight bright but in a place that has a record of safety violations and what does the future hold for those lucky who were not trapped and can only lead mundane lives happy for current livelihood but aware of the danger everlurking? Where are they not just in victorious Chi! Lea! but in your own country and facing bigger bosses who now run for public office I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend? When the divide seems so great and the stakes so large and the facts so confused by faces so big shouting!
And why can’t I fall asleep without distraction light books to occupy my mind to hush the recesses who howl. “America I can’t stand my own mind.”
have they been starving this whole time? How did they eat? How did they drink?
They rationed what little food they had until they were found. After that, the rescue effort began sending down small amounts of food through an itty-bitty hole drilled down there that they also communicated through.
Mhm. At the start, before anyone/thing had reached the area they were in, the all banded together and were able to make 48 hours of supplies last 17 days.* At that point, a hole had been drilled down to them, and there were supplies dropped down. For the trip to the surface, NASA donated some special fluid food that combats nausea even. At least 1, probably more, of them were diabetic though, which must have made things very hard down there. They’re all in surprisingly good shape though, it seems.
*At least, according to the source I read.
Yes, NASA also directed the installation of artificial lights, to create a 24 hour day cycle and keep their cycadian rhythms in line.
Thank you, NASA.
Yeah, Mom found a live feed covering that, so we watched that during most of the hours before the first rescue. Mom’s been telling us about this entire thing as it’s been happening.
I was very happy that they got the first out, and I really hope they get the rest out just as successfully.
I’d been loosely following it before this, but was really thrilled when I heard on the radio this morning that 8 people had been rescued. How amazing.
Then during English class, my teacher had the news on in the background so we got to watch two of the miners come up and were all cheering.
It was just so great to be able to see them being reunited with their families.
24 miners are safely out now!! The sickest/weakest are all up with no problems. Only 9 more to go, they’re saying they can hopefully manage it before the night’s over!
Today is a Good Day, in a way.
The walls of the music room at school are saturated with music, such that it turns them into a living being, in a sense, as they are nonetheless continually being inundated with yet more music.
Progress has been made on repealling Don’t Ask, Don’t tell, per the BBC.
And I conversed with my crush.
That sounds like an excellent day.
I stayed up until about 11:30 last night watching the first miner get pulled up. Took about an hour to lower it, pull it up and stick sandbags in it to test weight limits, and then another hour to drop it in with a paramedic and strap the dude in and pull him out.
Poor guys…
Cake. I collided with someone in soccer today, and when I ate dinner today the end bracket on my top braces came loose. Now I have to worry about it falling off. And about playing soccer again tomorrow, Friday and Saturday. And that I will have to get it taken off on Monday. And that it will set me back three months with my braces. CAKE.
My bracket completely fell off – so basically the wire’s just sticking out on its own, but thankfully I’m going in for an appointment soon and the people said that as long as it doesn’t hurt (its not poking me or anything, which is good) I should be fine until then…
Only one miner is left to rescue, and the rescue workers who went down to help them.
I am so happy about this. I was praying for them every night. It’s so wonderful that they’re finally getting out and they’re okay.
All the miners are out now!
*happy dance*
Huzzah!
It must have been truly terrifying for everyone involved. I’m so glad it’s over.
126- yay!
Leland Melvin, one of the astronauts I met at the World Science Festival, has been appointed head of NASA’s education efforts! And given how great he was with all of the little kids at the WSF, I can’t think of anybody better for the job!
I went to see schooners yesterday! And I met up with a friend I hadn’t seen in four years! And I drove and got entirely lost in Baltimore but didn’t die and Mom’s not as grumpy about me making the trip to NC by myself now!
More on the boats later.
I’m tye-dying today, which should be fun.
Question of the day: short brown rhinestone-studded cow[girl] boots, or taller plain black boots with a buckle at the ankle?
Oh noes, Fern doesn’t know what boots to wear! 0.o
Yeah anyway. Breakfast. Uh, lunch. Urg, I slept in too late. >.< But I GOT 9 and 1/2 HOURS OF SLEEP! Which is good, I guess. 0200 is not a good time to go to sleep, why can't I learn this?
tie dying is fun. the dye comes out of hair much more easily than hands.
Tie dying is killing yourself with a tie. It would be very disturbing if that were ‘fun’ to you. You probably mean tie-dyeing.
I just got my ears pierced! Which I am very happyhappyhappy about!
120-That’s really good! I heard that last night, and my parents and I were celebrating.
Oops, 126, not 120.
that is very very awesome that you got your ears peirced. have you ever made earrings? it’s fun.
Isn’t it about time for Part 2 of the random thread?
Does anyone else feel uncomfortable with expensive clothing? I had to buy a new coat today, and the one I was finally forced to get was ninety dollars, down from one hundred forty. I just don’t feel relaxed wearing a coat that costs so much money, for some reason. A twenty dollar coat would be much nicer.
Same here. Things that are too fancy feel confining.
It’s not even fancy, it’s just expensive.
If it’s worth the money, then it’s OK, and it doesn’t necessarily have to be that fancy.
Agreed. Especially when higher quality/more expensive things yield a lower cost per use over the long time they last.
But often it isn’t worth the money- I got a sweater for $20 from the supermarket, and at school people asked me if it was a Marks & Spencer exclusive, which- I checked- cost over a hundred dollars. I mean, it’s just cloth.
Maybe it’s my skewed social circle, but I know a number of people who are going to school for and/or in the fashion industry… and they would disagree quite strongly
Personally I feel that lots of clothes are overpriced because many labels are only in it as status symbols, but there’s a clear difference between well made clothes and poorly made ones.
That depends. I always buy expensive anoraks and winter coats, but I’ve had the coat I’m wearing now for almost six years and it still looks good & is warm. I only feel really uncomfortable with expensive earrings & necklaces, etc, because I’m terrified of loosing them.
Quick language question! Is there, to you, a connotative difference between an anorak and a winter coat?
For me, an anorak if waterproof and bright-colored, meant for hiking and skiing, with a detachable thick lining and still loose enough put on another sweater under it.*
A winter coat is black or dark brown, made of thick material, water-repellant in case snow melts on it, discreet enough to wear every day from roughly november through march and fancy enough to wear in case a formal occasion arrises and should be warm enough for temperatures down to about -10 °C.*
(The whole color thing is so the winter coat won’t clash and so the anorak stand out from the snow in case of an accident.)
Fascinating! I think of a winter coat as usually, but not necessarily having the detachable waterproof outer shell and thick inner lining that you describe as an anorak, but not the same colors. That would be more of a ‘sport’ coat though?
I never really heard anorak until it came up in french, and then I thought it was more of a windbreaker. Turns out I use one regularly!
I’m not sure about the accuracy of the terms as I use them, especially since the winter coat rules are mainly laid down by living in Vienna (10 C is about as cold as it gets except for a few odd days in the winter). For me, an anorak is botha sports coat and a rain jacket.
you can get some pretty nice coats at thrift stores for cheap. most of them aren’t even that worn
Yes indeed. I’ve actually found coats and other items that I could only dream about purchasing new. Depending on the shop, sometimes you can find things that still have the original tags on them.
I looked at several thrift stores for good coats, and the men’s selection was more or less nonexistent.
I can’t say I’ve exactly felt that way…I mean, I’m not really one for shopping, but shopping for clothes is usually ok. Shoes drive me crazy (I have extremely skinny feet, as well as tiny hands, but that’s a completely different story. Needless to say, shopping for shoes is terrible.) As far as expensive clothing goes…it depends on what it is. I mean, if I really love what I got, then yeah, I’m going to be excited regardless of price. But then there’s always those moments of “oh-crap-I-just-wasted-my-money-on-something-totally-pointless”, but that’s different.
It’s October 15th today! *dances* My blogiversary!! (sp?)
I’ve officially been on MuseBlog for a year! *happiness*
And it just turns out that today is also the day that HtTYD comes out on DVD. *wonders when LBK is going to post about that*
Congratulations!
I thought you were “older” than me on the blog, though. I celebrated my one year blogiversary in May, but for some reason I thought you had come on just a bit before me… Everything just melts together after awhile.
yeah i agree with starr, i thought you’d been here longer.
Yes, I thought you’d been on much longer.
It appears I’m the only person who had an accurate perception of your time on here.
I remember when you came on, I didn’t remember it was that far after I had. I thought you came on perhaps a month after I did. *came in April*
It does melt together.
And congrats, Piggy, for being that person.
Neat! I’m glad you are a MuseBlogger.
You mentioning this has led me to a realization: I missed my two-year blogiversary, which was also October 15th!
Hmm… Yeah, 1 year sounds about right. Happy blogiversary!
Oh, I think my wing might be watching HtTYD as a wing activity… *needs to convince us to watch Dr. Who instead. I mean, most of my wing (including my RC) watches it.
I had a good day.
As you may know, I spent today in a medium-high security prison taking an Alternatives to Violence Program (AVP) workshop.
It went well, the style of learning is very well thought-out, it consists of “light and livelies” which are games like Simon Says and “big wind blows” basically a musical chairs variant, then exercises that are game-like but emphasize communication, problem-solving, co-operation, communication, good stuff like that.
The focus is on learning to change what could be violent and/or deadly confrontations into positive interactions with others, and it’s fascinating to see a bunch of inmates who most of society reviles come together and admit, shocked themselves, that they’re okay about talking and sharing their thoughts and feelings, some of the for the first time since they were incarcerated.
A lot of the guys are only a few years older than I am, I think J is 19, actually, just one year. We talked about school and our common struggles on focusing and self-discipline, making rash decisions and focusing on short term pleasure instead of sticking with things that’ll be better in the long run.
At the beginning of the day we were all kind of quiet and like “uh, what’s going on? I have no idea, I’m just going to stare at the ground and act invisible” and at the end we were all cutting up and joking around. To the extent that it was a little too rowdy and the facilitators had to yell to be heard, except C, whenever he says something the entire room falls silent because he’s amazing and you can’t help but have a ton of respect for the guy.
So yeah. That’s what I did today, and I’m going back tomorrow and Sunday.
I’m glad you had such a good day
It sounds very productive.
Homecoming football game was today! We won! It was the only game we’ve won the entire season, because our football team really, really sucks!
But we did manage to do some marching during halftime, which is pretty awesome.
I love being a roadie for the pep band. I hold the music for the flutes, bake cookies, and go on runs to the Snack Shack. I’m so indespensible. *hairflip*
I’m pretty sure the band is the most talented part of all of our football games, since our team is terrible, our cheerleaders are basically the worst cheerleaders I’ve ever seen, and none of the fans are really paying attention to the game.
good for your team!
My school’s homecoming game was yesterday, and we lost. So, it could be worse.
Our homecoming game at my college is today, I believe. There’s banners all over proclaiming that we’re going to beat the opposing team.
I’m gonna laugh so hard if we lose.
That sound exactly like my school’s football team. Except instead of cheerleaders, we have the dance line. We won our first game on Friday, too, and everyone was so surprised that we actually won. It was an away game, though, so only a few people actually witnessed the miraculous event.
I played at my homecoming on Friday ( band, obviously ) and it was raining and all of our fingers froze, but I had fun, and we played our Bon Jovi show at halftime and apparently sounded good even though it’s hard to play on cold instruments. Also, when we left after halftime, we were winning 35-0. Our football team is bad but the team we were playing was apparently much worse.
Good things that happened yesterday:
I came in early to school and got to read a copy of The Guinness Book of World Records 1992 that one of the teachers had around. (Almost none of the space ones still stand!)
I did all of my Latin and English homework in school.
We got bagels in English class.
I learned how to use the lightmeter for my science project measuring light pollution. (And I learned what a foot-candle is!)
I saw my old friend Peggy.
I ate mashed potatoes and meat loaf with great sauce for dinner.
It was Friday.
Bad things that happened yesterday:
We had a presentation on fights in our school, which apparently have been breaking out quite a lot although I haven’t seen any. I wasn’t scared before, but I think I might be now.
There was a storm.
My mom came home late from work, which put my dad in a bad mood.
The meat loaf gave me gas.
Ow… I’m either getting my wisdom teeth or turning into a crocodile. It’s not especially painful or anything, it just really drives me crazy, especially since I’ll probably have to get them pulled in a few years from now anyway and it’s annoying.
133- Wow, that’s cool
132- Neat. I remember when you came. I forgot my blogiversary this year, and it really annoys me. Happy belated blogiversary!
PSATs are death to take as a sophomore. Probably as a junior too, but I’ve never been a junior so I wouldn’t know. Still. XP. Didn’t even finish the written math portion.
I’m glad I didn’t take them, then. I had the option, but I’m already missing a bunch of classes this week because of soccer and I didn’t want to think about it. *feels smart*
I am, however, taking the SAT Subject Test for Spanish in November. Ayyy…
They’re bad as a freshman, too. But they’re at least shorter than the real SAT and don’t require you to write an essay.
I actually found them very easy. I mean, it’s not like I liked them or anything, but I didn’t mind them too much. And since I’m a junior, they can lead to money. And money’s good.
Money is good.
Thought #1: WTF?
Thought #2: OMG SLEEP.
Thought #3: These sandwiches aren’t nearly as delectable now as they were this morning. But I’m hungry. Whatever.
Return to Thought #1 and add a bit of dread.
If you contact the Doctor, maybe he can go back in time and put the sandwiches in plastic bags.
So. I am sitting inside my amazing blanket fort…one of the first that I’ve built that’s actually stayed up. I even risked attaching things to the door…so I now have a sign that says ‘Please do not open door beyond four inches, and open it slowly!’ taped to it.
I managed to use most of my room…so any floor space that isn’t occupied by my bed or my desk is now covered in blankets, sheets and pillows. I was running around the
houseflat all day because I was so excited and hyper. Though my room isn’t *that* big, so the fort isn’t humongously huge or anything, but it’s still quite spacious, and cosy.I’m going to use it to surprise my sister when she gets back on Tuesday (that’sthedayI’mgettingmynewviolincasesoexcitedsoexcited) from her week-long camp. And I’m thinking of having a sleepover in it with a few friends during fall break, if I’m allowed to leave it up for that long.
Well, that’s it for now. I’ve got to go to dinner, which unfortunately I must consume in the dining room. :/ Ah well.
Oh, and I know I haven’t posted for a while, being busy with homework, but I’ll try to be on more. And it’s good to be back! *giant, all-MB-encompassing hug*
that sounds super awesome!!!!! and the sign sounds like a great idea. and i’ve never made a blanket fort I can stand in. and by the way, where do you live?
Ooo, cool! I love making forts around my house!
Okay….Maybe I’m just antisocial and easily irritated, but, really. Would someone please inform the male population that just because a girl is eating by herself in the caf, does not mean she wishes an unknown male to invite himself to her table, and subsequently strike up conversation with her. That guy a month ago, the really hyper somewhat overly friendly freshie on his 18th birthday was more than enough. Now it’s just becoming a pattern. A pattern I’m not particularly fond of, thanks. Although, this pattern would lend credence to Alan’s comment yesterday that there are probably plenty of guys besides him who think I’m cute, but that I’m just not outgoing enough to have met them (me’n’Alan have strange conversations, by the way).
but yeah. I was sitting at the caf, eating lunch, minding my own business, perfectly content to eat and run (I’ve got to study for physics). then out of nowhere, some guy comes and asks if he can sit with me, while there are well over a dozen completely empty tables to be found in the caf. It’s not like it was crowded and nowhere else to sit. But he invites himself to my table, anyway. Annoying and creepy much?
And then… “So, are you from around here?”
Me: “No….”
Him: “I thought so….You sound different [uh, no, really? I have a cold, I sound terrible, that doesn’t mean I’m from elsewhere, though ] Where from?”
Me: “alaska…”
Him: “Oh, really? I thought you might be foreign…”
Me: “Uh, no.”
Him: “Well, from alaska, you almost might as well be, I mean, that’s really far away.”
Me: “Uh….”
Him: “So, do you guys think of your self as american or canadian?”
Me: *thinking–what the cake? Talk about the newest most mental question I’ve been asked….* “Uhm, American….”
Him: “All the way?”
Me: *again, thinking, wtc?* “Uh, yeah?”
Him: Sarah palin?
Me: Uhm, she’s fine. Dunno that she had the experience for vp, but she was fine as governor [seriously, palin quetions are getting WAY old]
Him: *babbles about how VP requires no experience, all they do is judge tie breakers and try to get the president assassinated*
Me: Uhm, okay…..
Yeah. And I was eating lunch in [name of one of the main cafs on campus], before heading to the library to study physics. The creeper seriously walked me all the freaking way over to the freaking library, at one point quizzing me on what cafs on campus I usually eat in. [my answer being that it depends on where my classes were….and he apparently eats in [caf in center of campus] alot, you can tell what caf I’m going to be eating at even less, not that I ever eat there anyway, except very rarely. I mean, seriously? creepy, much?]. And then when I made my escape into the library, he basically stated that he hopes to see me around, and that I should totally flag him down should I see him. Uh….what? No. Just no. go away. Not interested in grad student creepers, thanks. I mean, seriously, he’s a grad student, he asked me at one point if I was a freshman. Granted, I’m not a freshie, but seriously? Grad student & freshie? Creeper dude, much?
I mean, seriously, that’s at least the second guy, no scratch that, that’s the third guy who has invited himself to eat with me this semester. Aforementioned freshie at beginning of post invited himself over to my table, when it was evident that he’d already eaten half of his food (possibly while waiting in line for something at a different line in the caf, and not having vacated a table to invite himself to mine), but still. And that guy was just hyper and strange, and apparently it was his 18th birthday…..Then there was another guy a couple weeks ago, but in his instance, the caf was uber busy, I was almost done eating, and really he just wanted somewhere to sit, and wasn’t creepy at all. the grad student creeper today, I could see at least 6 empty tables from where I was seated,a lone, and he clearly didn’t pick up on the fact that I had no interest in chatting,a nd certainly had no interest in being walked from the caf a half a dozen blocks to the library. I would have considered ditching him to go back to my dorm, then going to the library (since my dorm is only a block from the caf, if even),b ut that would requrie disclosing where If reaking live to grad school creepr, which is so not happening.
Oh, on an un-annoying note, I also met a guy from AK today. I was standing in line to get swiped into plaza, wearing my AK grown sweatshirt, and trying to see what the menu said was being served today, when I hear “So…Are you from Alaska?” I turn to my left, where a guy’s just leaving the caf (I’m quite sure it’s the guy I saw in this same caf on Friday with an AK sweatshirt, who I was wondering if was from AK….). Me: “yes.” Him: “Where at?” Me: “[name of my town]” Him: “I’m from Juneau.” Me: “Sweet” Him: “So, why’d you come here?” Me: Prevet. You? Him: Engineering. [I swear, this totally made me recall the fact that I crossed this emblem by the engineering building, that according to campus tradition, makes you fated to marry an engineer.]
And that conversation was fine and normal, not creepy. Not like grad school creeper dude. I mean, really, there’s a difference between being friendly, and being TOO friendly. Like asking me if I’ve got friends here, and t hen when I say that yes, I’ve got some friends, asking me if they were busy and that’s why I was eating alone? Dude, I’ve got friends, that doesn’t mean I always eat with said friends. Stop being creepy and go away.
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I mean, really, why are so many people inviting themselves to eat with me this year, when they never have before? I don’t think I ever had anybody, except the occasional girl when the caf was slammed and there were literally NO empty tables, ever ask to sit with me. And now there’s been two guys who have invited themselves to sit up me, not because the caf was busy, but tostrike up overly friendly conversation. I mean, c’mon, peoples, seriously. Enough. i might get it if I was some uber-hot girl that all the guys drooled over, but I’m not, and I’m definitely not interested in the unwanted attention. Just, enough. Please.
I don’t know about TRYING to get the president assassinated, people said Dan Quayle as vice president was the best security Bush senior could have…
Same situation with Biden.
Honestly, again, I think he was just trying to be nice/friendly. You said it was a little too friendly, but really anyone who’s going to decide to talk to people they don’t know randomly is going to be pretty extroverted/etc. A bit too much so, yes, but I doubt he meant to seem creepy or anything.
I agree with Jade here. He saw you sitting alone, and thought you might like some company. He was also alone, perhaps craving company. Overly friendly is not close to creepy.
Also, Alaska, being non-continental US, seems strange and intriguing. Questions will be asked.
That is kind of weird/creepy. Also, asking if Alaskans thought they were Canadian is really, really weird. Alaska is in America, person-talking-to-Luna. If you’re in America, you’re American. It’s like asking people from Manhattan if they consider themselves New Yorkers or New Jerseyans.
Yeah, that currently tops the list of idiotic questions I’ve been asked about Alaska. Because, really, so Alaska is up in the north next to Canada. That doesn’t mean we think of ourselves as Canadian, just because we’re closer to Canada than the rest of the US. It’s still a completely different country.
to be honest, some people next to southern canada do think of themselves more as canadians. it’s a bit of a dumb question, but not the most idiotic i’ve heard
I live in Washington State, and I’ve never seen/heard anything like that. Maybe it’s different further north than where I live or in other parts of the country.
Yeah, I’ve heard of that in border towns, on both sides. Some people commute across for work, so they’re over there all the time.
If you want people you’re not interested in to avoid you, bring a large book with you. That’s my mom’s advice.
I actually find that the opposite is true. Rule of thumb is that the more deeply engrossed I am in a book, the more likely some random (male) person* will ask “whatcha reading?”
*Pardon the stereotype, but if a woman asks, she usually already knows me.
Perhaps she should bring a textbook and notebook, and look awfully busy and frustrated. Although that seems like a lot of trouble to go through just to dine in peace.
Especially since I usually spend only about 10 minutes tops eating my food when I don’t have a lunch companion (be it a welcome or unwelcome one).
I met my friend Erin almost exactly like that, except it was in a theater.
Well, I need information. This may not be the right thread, but this is where it is most likely I will get what I want.
That said-I am doing a report on ancient chronologies of the Near East. Is there anyone with any particular knowledge of this topic? Your help is greatly appreciated.
I will give you many prizes if you base your report on Lovecraft’s story “The Nameless City”.
140~ Oh darlin’, you are cute. I promise.
But yeah, I totally know what you mean. I don’t mind having people pay attention to me, but I don’t like unsolicited attention. It’s flattering for a few seconds and then it’s like GAH RUN AWAY OR SOMETHING. *hugs* Hang in there girlie.
So, I went to the Race to the End of the Earth (About Scott and Admunsen’s race to the south pole) exhibit at the Museum of Natural History today.
I loved it. Polar exploration has always been one of my obsessions, and seeing the actual compasses and watches and binoculars these people used… amazing.
Yay. Staying home today, but instead of doing anything productive I’ve spent the whole morning messing around on the computer. Still, if I was at school I’d being procrastinating in religion class, so it could be worse.
Oh my god SO MUCH IS GOING ON and I like, am doing social things which is weird and not like me at all, but it is with such awesome people it doesn’t even matter. Short story: life is awesome and I am really really happy here
Yay!
Seventy words is five pages of AP Euro vocab. Oh my lord. At least I split it with my friend. I still have math, chem, and some more euro to do, but I’ll just do math now and finish up the rest tomorrow. This week is going to be incredibly hectic. I’m sorry for abandoning everyone.
Sorry. *hugs*
Yayness! Bookgirl_me is going to be a debbie this year, well a junior debbie and she just got asked to the prom. So she gets to buy a beautiful white dress and dance the first dance and did she mention that someone asked her to dance with them and not the other way around!
yaynessyaynessyayness *bounces off walls*
Today is a wonderful day. Okay, german sucked, but our chemistry teacher has thought of a new system to earn good grades which involves getting assignments that you have to be able to solve the next class. Since I have devised a new system to deal with this type of problem, I can strongly influence if not control the bell curve- chemistry A, slam dunk.
Congratulations! Prom will be fun!
139.1 (skunk) – I live in Hong Kong.
i saw the obamas sunday! it was fantastic. and i have a story that i’ve been telling everyone but it’s funny so people can just deal…a girl almost passed out in the crowd (not the funny part) and so the medic and a couple secret service dudes came in to help her, and one of the secret service guys fell trying to climb the fence and schwager had to catch him
also got to see andy, he came up with his college dems group! he didn’t stand with us though, we were way ahead in line. we sat outside for about four hours in line but it was so worth it. we played harry potter uno and euchre and ended up right behind the priority seating
then we went and got delicious burritos and then i failed to write a paper (which i did this morning, finished just now)
now back to HvZ! i don’t know if i’ve told you guys about it yet…haven’t had much time to post. but i was OZ which was SO FUN and the zombies are hardcore organized because we got like half the neil house people (the most hardcore faction in the game). i’ve only got five kills so far though, and i haven’t had any since the first day. i’ve been in the front lines being a meat shield for the horde. maybe today i’ll get some though. i’m going to the day mission which starts right before bio ends so i’m basically going to be calling people like “helllppp what’s going on” (there are two missions a day and you have to go to one every 48 hours)
but yeah i’ll probably go to class a bit early and see if i can spot any BRAAAINNNSS
although i’m going to fail this italian quiz. so hard. uggghh i hate languages. i really need to pass this class and be done with it, it’s my last language class and if i fail i will kick babies or something. angryface.
but yes. generally, life is good.
You’re right, that is funny.
Okay, so LONG POST AHEAD. Today is my sort-of-free-time day, because I do laundry so I have to hang around the building a bit. But it gives me time to post a large Life Update, since I’ll have really had time to say on here is short posts with not much detail.
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Holycake that’s even more wall-o-text than I expected. SORRY GUYS.
I didn’t want to put this on the Quotations thread, so:
Nym: “Is this that song that goes ‘You’re hot and you’re cold, you’re yes and you’re no, you’re an iceberg’ or something weird like that?”
I feel like I haven’t had a just-for-the-heck-of-it post in awhile, have I? Well, going to fix that right now…
First of all, I HATE STINKBUGS. They are the most annoying creatures on Earth. If you kill one (Or even, oh, say, accidentally smush one with your finger…yes, it’s happened!) THEY STINK. This is no exaggeration > they really do have this distinct, disgusting odor about them, and they’re everywhere. In my house, at my school, blegh. Just blegh. Today we found a couple of dead ones in my friend’s desk, which was nasty. Normally I’m ok with insects, as in, I can tolerate them, but enough is enough… Does anybody else have stinkbugs? It’s probably a regional thing…
Socially-or-whatever wise I am SO happy this year with my friends. Yes, I am quite literally over the moon…my friends are amazing. Last year was horrible, but this year is making up for it day by day. We never stop laughing. Even though I don’t think my teachers are as good as they were last year, there has got to be at least one really great memorable moment per day. Plus everybody seems to be in a much more “live life, oh WHO CARES” kind of mindset, which is just so…freeing. Yes, there will always be those little annoying people that constantly crawl up your back and try to bite you, but (most) of my friends and I are really done with it and just want to have fun and enjoy our last year together. They are crazy, and they’re not afraid to be nerdy, and I think that’s making the difference because instead of, “Ohmygosh, she’s so gross she’s wearing all black,” we’re just like “That’s cool! You’re a ninja!” or something awesome.
I really don’t think I’ve had friends that I can feel I can be myself around this much as I have had this year. I just feel so darn lucky, it’s like, why do I deserve it?
For example: (sorry, ranting about my friends a lot aren’t I…) One of my best friends and I walked around school the other day after Latin cracking people up because we were doing a play that involved a bunch of witches’ hats (long story), so we were pretending that they were the Sorting Hat and assigning people to Houses. My cheeks hurt from laughing afterwards.
Moving along…School is ok right now. I have all A’s and B’s, but hoping to bring most of the B’s (Some B+’s) up to A’s so I can make First Honors by the end of the trimester, but we’ll see. Science is actually a lot harder this year than last year, since we’re doing Physics, but the labs are pretty interesting.
So that’s pretty much it for now…hope everyone’s having good school-lives too!
that’s so wonderful! hearing that makes me really happy!
and of course you deserve that!! that mindset is really the best one to have, i had that for most of last year and it was so wonderful. YAY! 
Yayness!
I hate my *BEEP*ing life. I hate my *bep*ing life. I hate my *censor* life.
Sorry. *hugs* *gives pie*
*hug* Love you.
*hugs*
*more hugs*
Aw… thanks guys! I still hate my fnicking life. I just hate it less. * Hugs back.*
Awww. *huggle*
May whatever it is that is bothering you vanish.
Er, *cough* Part 2?
I second this, even though I haven’t been on.
It smells like baby wipes in here.
I like that smell…
I like the smell of the most random things…I just love how smell can trigger such specific memories.
Who could defeat a vampire?
1. Elves with nunchucks
2. Elves without nunchucks
3. Legolas
4. Gandalf
5. Aslan
6. Harry Potter
7. Dumbledore
8. Starbuck
9. Eowyn
10. Moby Dick
11. Garlic bread (yum!)
12. BALROGS!
13. Ninjas
14. Chuck Norris
It’s like the Witch-King saying, “No man can kill me.” As he found out, lots of other things can defeat him, like women and hobbits.
Perhaps Buffy…?
Speaking of that, there is a LOTR/Buffy crossover at our library.
http:// evergreen . lib . in . us/opac/en-US/skin/default/xml/rresult.xml?rt=series&tp=series&t=The%20noble%20dead%20saga&l=72&d=0&f=&av=&ol=145&at=300
GAPAs, I realize this is a library catalog, but it’s not my local library, it’s the Indiana State Library via Evergreen, so I hope it’s okay.
Without nunchucks, I’m not sure elves stand a chance. How about Jet Li?
15. A hot-pink bunny
16. The Doctor
17. Summer Glau
18. A Weighted Companion Cube being expelled at high speeds from a portal
19. A shark + a balloon
I personaly don’t think any of those peoplecould defeat a vamp, but i bet another vampire could.
*grumbles* Lack of sleep never helps a massive and complex schedule. Time management is just one of those elusive skills we all must learn, I suppose.
I just got back from Hong Kong. It was awesome! Kind of like Singapore, but bigger and better. Actually, it seems like Singapore tried to copy a lot of the finer points of Hong Kong. Almost like the Singapore government is run by fifth-graders who tried to build a diorama of Hong Kong but got bored halfway through and never bothered to add the interesting stuff.
Hong Kong has an awesome transit system, friendly people, a neat history, and THE WORLD’S BEST FOOD. It doesn’t get any better than Xiao Long Bao. The ones at the food court here, which I always adored, pale in comparison; small, hard, doughy lumps with bland paste and a bit of pre-mixed chicken sauce in them.
The government there is something that interests me. Hong Kong was given over by the British to China in 1997. The PRC, wisely, left it pretty much alone. There’s a 50% PRC Communist Party Member presence in the statehouse there, but they’re mostly for show. Most decisions are made by the independent party there. You don’t even need a visa to get in. And Hong Kong is doing a whole lot better than the rest of China in terms of wealth, morale, and education.
I love it!
YOU. WERE. IN. HONG. KONG. AND. YOU. DIDN’T. TELL. ME.
WHAT. IS. THIS. MADNESS. EH?
And SFTDP, but China is supposed to let us handle all of our own affairs except national defense and diplomatic relations, however, it’s true that the government is pretty pro-Beijing. I mean, the chief executive is elected by a committee of pro-Chinese business executives and such.
I always found it slightly ironic that in 1997 during the Handover, what many called the world’s most capitalist city was about to be given back to the largest communist/socialist country in the world.
I love Hong Kong too! (Well, I would, wouldn’t I?
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The GAPAs created a Happy Hagfish Day thread, so I know they have time to put up a Part 2 of the random thread.
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