I first read The Raven when I was in about third grade. I was immediately turned off by the fact that it was more than a page long, but I read it the whole way through grudgingly. I just reread it for my Language Arts class, and I have to say that it is a million times better the second time.
On a slightly different note, the reason we were reading it was to present our selected stanzas to the class. I read stanza 2 (ah, distinctly I remember…) as a country song. It probably got the best response in the class.
I totally know what you mean. I found that it got better each time I read it, as well.
Of course, the first time I read it, I didn’t care for it much (I was 6, so, well, yeah….not surprising), but then when I reread it again sometime in the first half of highschool I enjoyed it significantly more, and then I reread it again as part of a Tolkien literature class I took senior year of highschool, and I liked it even better than I did when I’d read it for a second time a couple years prior.
For English class, we had to cut down the last scene of Romeo and Juliet to about half. It was torture, deleting the Bard’s metaphors, allusions, and imagery to something that could appear in a theatre today. It pained me to do it. D:
Okay, so yesterday was one of those crazy XC meet days when I don’t get home until an outrageous hour and have absolutely no time for anything but homework and sleep. (Although the former lasted until 11:50 PM, meaning I got less of the later than I’d hoped for.)
However, I set a personal record for the 3 mile course (28 minutes, 24 seconds), and after the race, we had a STUNNING view of Jupiter and the gibbous moon from the park. I actually pointed out Jupiter to some of the other kids on our team.
Meh. I’m so tired, and, I don’t know, discontented? I mean, I don’t feel overworked, really. I got a ton done today before going home after spending the day on research. (I proved that a model was superstable, made some progress on reading a paper relevant to my research, and got my homework done.) And then I got home and I napped, so I’m less tired now, but I’m just feeling… ennui. I feel like ennui is the right word here. Bleh.
Today I wrote a scene with cheerleaders who clone themselves, and then the cheerleader clones eat everyone. It scared me.
Also, I book-talked Lolita in English. I can’t say I’d recommend it to MuseBlog, but that’s mostly because it’s a pretty mature book. It was nice to have an intelligent conversation about it, after all the furious, snippy, angry arguments I’ve had over it with my mom.
Also, the Giants won! Hooray! I got to go to the game! It was pretty fantastic. We got seats in the high upper deck. Madison Bumgarner was pitching (yes, I know, it’s an unfortunate name), but he kind of flopped out in the fifth inning and let in two runs. Then we had this complete fail of a reliever, Santiago Casilla, who let in two more runs, making the score 4-2. We were pretty much blowing through everyone in our bullpen after that. By the ninth inning, it was tied 5 to 5, and they sent in Brian Wilson. He didn’t let in a single run, of course. I love that guy. And then Buster Posey (my second choice for baseball boyfriend in case Tim Lincecum spontaneously combusts) and I think Pat Burrell got on base, and Juan Uribe managed to sacrifice fly and let us score! Which was especially cool because he’s been hurting.
So, basically what that all means is that out of a series of 7 games, the Giants have already won 3 and the Phillies have won 1. So if the Giants win just one more game, we go to the World Series. In order to go the World Series, the Phillies have to win every single one of the next three games.
The pitching matchup tomorrow is Tim Lincecum versus Roy Halladay, which is pretty awesome. They’re two of the best pitchers in all of baseball, really. Timmy’s a two-year Cy Young winner, and Halladay pitched a no-hitter against the Reds. If the Giants don’t win this, they’re flying back to Philadelphia, where the fans are irritatingly enthusiastic about their inexplicable support for a team that’s opposing the Giants. The Giants won the last Timmy-Halladay matchup, though, so we’ll see.
It occurrs to me that all of the people who actually care enough about baseball to read that whole thing probably know everything I said in it already. So I will give everyone chocolate chip cookies for reading.
Sigh. I swear one of these days I’m just going to fall over from sleep depr
*reacts as if she has been punched in the stomach* Don’t like the Giants because they’re winning. I’m dealing with the bandwagon people all over my school, who didn’t care at all about baseball until they found out the Giants were winning and then pretended they’d been Giants fans for years. Like the Giants because they’re awesome. Because they deserve this. Because they have the coolest people on their team ever. And because the torture is so, so perfect.
4 – ACTUALLY, funny you should say that, but I’ll be in Singapore from November 10 to 14, at SAS for the IASAS MUN conference. It seems unlikely, since I’ll be travelling with the school, but you never know…
I started a chemistry war.
Today in chem, I noticed that there were multi-colored stickers reading “TARA AND JULIE!” on the counter next to me. Of course, I couldn’t just leave them there, so I anagrammed them (quite poorly) into “A RAT AND U LIE! J” The teacher noticed, and glared at me, making me crack up. Everyone else needed to know what was going on, so she said she’d tell them after the quiz. Apparently, what I missed is that there was a war between the different classes in the room. Adam and Joe from first period honors chem claimed the counter by making a large AJ on the wall in post-its, Tara and Julie claimed it in ninth period by writing “Tara and Julie’s desk” and writing their names in stickers, and James and Matt in seventh period college chem had claimed it by writing, “This office area belongs to James and Matt (Team Wasabi). Do not touch it or we will instigate war!” After hearing the story, my friend and I decided that we were the Queens of Chemistry. I wrote a formal letter telling them that we were sovereigns of the Desk near the Window, and also sovereigns of the Whole Entire Room. I also told them that if they did not relinquish their territory within twenty-four hours, we would take it from them with the use of our private army.
I cannot wait to see the response tomorrow. So. Freaking. Excited.
I’ll tell you the full letter and their response tomorrow.
I have written a letter to Muse
Which I have addressed, and filled with good news.
When it is published
I will have no regrets
That today I wrote a letter to MUse.
Ack! I was trying to listen to a This American Life podcast, and my right speaker started vibrating and making this horrible buzzing noise every time someone described their sleep patterns. Ack!
Oooh, awesome picture! I like it a lot.
Today was career day at school, and nobody wanted to come talk to our Latin II Honors class. What is wrong with people?
I mean, really, it’s so surreal–that this time, next year, if everything works out as planned, that I’ll be in vet school. Because, yeah, I’ve wanted to do this as long as I can remember, but to actually be this close to realizing it, to be less than a year away from vet school, to have just submitted my app? It’s definitely surreal.
YAY! YAY FOR LUNA! YAY! YAY! YAY!
*opens up bottle of bubbly* (Hey, I never said he had to drink it.)
*puts on Rita Skeeter-like face*
So, Luna, how does it feel, other than surreal, to have have submitted your application to vet school?
oh man HvZ final mission was FANTASTIC. their mission was to just stay alive on campus for an hour, at which point they had to get to the statue of thompson on the oval and there was a 15-minute window where they could touch the statue and be saved. no humans made it through.
so i showed up to the briefing fashionably late with a group of friends with a massive “free hugs” sign. we also had all taped “free hugs” to our shirts, and i was wearing my schrodinger’s cat shirt so i replaced key words so the front said “schrodinger’s zombie is dead” and the back said “schrodinger’s zombie is undead.” a couple of us had war paint, tom had “BRAINS” written across his forehead, and casey was dressed as a ninja. the meeting was on the south oval and we walked down the ramp to the lake singing “brains ohio” which was a song we invented that we eventually got the entire horde singing…it’s our alma mater with all the words replaced with “brains.” we’d posted on the forum for people to bring free hugs signs but i wasn’t expecting all that many…there were a lot more than i expected. i gave so many hugs! a lot of people were also dressed as zombies, with facepaint and everything. there was nothing to really strategize about at our briefing, since the mission was just “tag humans” so we did a lot of chanting and singing…tom and sarah and the others and i had spent most of the walk there thinking of good songs to replace with “brains.” so instead of actually having a briefing, we sang “all you need is brains,” “what is brains,” “brains ohio,” “don’t stop brains-eating” and of course “re: your brains.”
at first we actually spread out and looked for the humans (and tagged a few). i offered them all free hugs, only a couple of them refused (they were understandably sort of bitter…) then slightly before the extraction point went live we went over and started camping that area around the statue. we taped the free hugs banner to the front of the statue, and then the mods showed up in a tank made of cardboard and PVC pipe with “die zombies” written all over it. they had guns inside and could stun zombies, but mostly served as a distraction…they had a boombox and flashing lights and for a while we were all dancing around it. but then the humans started coming and we did more of the milling around chasing them and giving each other free hugs and singing. ben brought his guitar and played re: your brains for us.
at the very end when all the humans were down paul announced the mission was over and then he was like “if the zombies want to storm the tank they can, we don’t really have any more use for it” so the mods all stayed inside and the zombies got in a huge line and linked arms and skipped at the tank (which sarah and i organized…i felt so special there’s something seriously awesome about telling 100+ people what to do and having them do it). so we ripped apart the tank and i got a piece of PVC pipe and then paul started playing sandstorm on the boombox and we all danced and we formed a conga line and riley suggested we zombie-shuffle to UDF (ice cream sandwiches is a zombie in-joke…it’s sort of hard to explain so i won’t even try). so we started off but most of the horde sort of peeled off and went their own ways. but we still had a sizeable amount of zombies when we got to UDF. we shuffled across the street and all slammed against the windows and the doors until someone opened the door and then we all just piled in. we sort of filled the entire store so we all got ice cream and/or snacks and then people peeled off again. on our way out we learned that someone inside had called the police. we were like “haha that’s silly” and then we realized we were a group of teens/young adults all wearing headbands carrying bits of PVC pipe slamming up against the windows and shouting. fortunately they didn’t do or say anything to us, since it was obvious we were just buying things and leaving, and campus police knew the game was going on.
a somewhat smaller group of us went over to the union and got a picture with the brutus statue (which we zombified by adding the HvZ headband that signifies a zombie) and then about half the group peeled off again and the other half went to b2d, which was still going on. the actual b2d meeting was wrapping up so we went to sloopy’s (a diner in the union…they’re open until 4 AM) and i played magic with keller and ben and life was generally fantastic. and i’m sort of realizing that this is a massive post and should probably be in the dispatches thread :-/ but that would make like a triple-post from me on there GAPAs, move if you so choose.
so yeah life is awesome and whenever you kids go to college, do HvZ. it’s the best.
Yes, HvZ is Humans vs Zombies. It seems to be a rather widespread thing, at least among large state campuses….
My college is either currently doing one, or just finished wrapping one up. Not sure which. I can see how it would be lots of fun, but, well, honestly…I don’t see how anyone has the time–I know I don’t. *shrug*
“If you’re all alone,
Then pick up the phone
-and call-
GHOSTBUSTERS!”
Just getting into the Halloween mood and unwinding on Friday afternoon.
I still have to get a tie and a headset for my Flight Controller costume. Also, I have not been able to find the time to hang up the STS-133 posters I printed out at the start of the month, so I’m wondering if I should carry them around in my binder and give them out to the people when I’m trick-or-treating.
Sort of trick-or-trading, I guess. Does that idea sound completely dumb or not?
I am attempting to make steampunk jewelry, which is much harder than it sounds. I just took apart and old telephone for the gears, which was fun. Does anyone have any ideas?
Well, so far I have a gear on a bit of leather cord with odd…metal things bent into almost teardrop shapes strung on behind it. It almost looks like butterfly wings. Telephones are awesome to dismantle.
I concur. I just took apart a coin-counting bank I got a few years ago but never used. The little LCD display didn’t work as I expected it to, but the actual counting mechanism was interesting.
You get to dismantle a computer?! *is envious* I’m running out of things to destroy take apart…oh, and let me just say that orange plastic gears just ruin a phone.
Aaand…I finished it. It’s more like a charm necklace, it’s on a chain, and it has a gear, a bronze key, a locket with old looking photos inside, a bit of watch insides, and a piece of clockwork hanging off of it. It’s very amazingly awesome. Now all I need is a top hat.
Wah~ lockets and gears and keys… it’s like you took everything that is joy and put it on a necklace!
I think if you had a top hat you might explode from amazingness.
I got my Halloween costume in the mail from my mother today! Plus my September Muse magazine, plus oreos.
One guess as to who I’m going to be… (Haha, yes, Luna. You guessed it.)
And my Luna costume is absolutely flamablamablous, and most of it is courtesy of my wonderfully awesome mother, who when I decided 4 years ago, only a month or so before Halloween that I wanted to be Luna Lovegood, made me a flammy costume (mind you, I was perfectly okay with the idea of buying robes and such online, but she felt that they were too expensive for something I was only going to wear “one time”. Of course, this is going to be the 6th or so time I’ve worn it…)
But it’s got black mary janes, knee high silver socks, a grey knee length wool skirt (I believe it was my mother’s when she was highschool age), a long sleeve white button down blouse, a grey v-neck sweater vest (that my mom took in from a XXXL and stitched blue and bronze trim to around the neck and waist, cuz she’s awesome), a blue and bronze tie (that my mom pieced together stripe by stripe, because I couldn’t find a blue and bronze Ravenclaw anywhere online, only the incorrect movie colored ones of blue and silver), a butterbeer cork/cap necklace (I made this bit), absolutely wonderful robes–black on the outside, and completely lined in blue fabric–reversible, even. I can wear them as Ravenclaw robes, or turn it inside out for plain blue robes. They’re flammy. it’s even got a Ravenclaw patch stitched to the breast, and a fancy black decorative clasp. And then I’ve got a cool hat (this was my touch, since none of them really wear hats, despite them supposedly being standard issue)d, but it’s your average black pointed witch’s hat, but I added a wide blue ribbon right around the base of the part that sticks up, and it’s got a large bow in teh front, fastened witha bronze eagle pin, and I attached to black cat-head shaped bells to either side of the hat, because it seemed totally Luna-ish. And then the earrings. If I can get a ride to the store before Halloween, I’m going to go all out, as is proper, with radish earrings.
Totally random, but watching the Fourth Doctor, in the third episode of his first serial, Robot, emptying his pockets of numerous items whilst looking for his supposed pass to the SRS conference/rally, made me flash back to the scene in the very first Harry Potter book, where Hagrid empties the vast contents of his coat onto the counter at Gringotts, whilst looking for Harry’s key….
On a related note, I’m still not sure what I think of Tom Baker’s Doctor. He’s so very different from Pertwee, who, after I finally started thinking of as the Doctor, I’d grown rather fond of. Of course, if I’d never seen any of the other Doctor’s, I know I’d probably rather love Baker’s Doctor, so I suppose it’s just more I haven’t quite adjusted to him yet, and hopefully after a few more episodes, he’ll become The Doctor to me, and I’ll love his just as much as Troughton and Pertwee (Hartnell I like, but he’s probably my least fave of the first three Doctors). His eyes, though. Those can be so disconerting when I glance up from my animal phys notes I’m copying over into legible handwriting, to find the Fourth Doctor’s face on screen, eyes freakishly wide and bulging…
The scarf, though, definitely loving the scarf. I think I rather want one….
I’m on his second serial now….I definitely think I like him better in this one. I think he was just a bit too much under the mild insanity-inducing effects of his regeneration in his first serial for me to be able to think of him as the Doctor, especially so soon after Pertwee.
So I’m thinking I’m after a few more episodes/serials I’ll have come to actually think of him as the Doctor, and love him just as much as his three predecessors.
For some reason, I had to come and read the context of this comment (which I delayed for an unreasonable time) to realize you weren’t talking about Paul Baker.
My advice for this situation and all of life’s decisions–especially the big ones in which you don’t know which you want–is to flip a coin. Yes, flip a coin, even for extremely important decisions. Not because you’re leaving it to fate; but when the coin is twirling in the air you’ll know which one you want.
Sooo waitin’ in my dorm room for my friend to call, becuase we’re getting a ride to the train station any minute now. Yes, it’s 3am. Our train leaves about 4 I think. The train station near here is only open form like 2am to 6am because trains are weird and the one from Ohio to Chicago only passes by at this time : P So I of course decided just to stay up and not sleep before going to it rather than taking a nap and going. Of course.
Being home for a week is going to be really weird. But good, I hope. It’ll be nice to take pictures of something other than my school for my photography class.
O have just had another insanely amazing weekend that I will talk more about on the collegeland thread sometime this week after I am no longer on a ridiculous schedule or a train. But it involved the best concert I’ve ever been to (Great Big Sea) with an amazing person and a group of people and watching the movie Wizard People, Dear Readers and carving an octopus onto a pumpkin and naming him Gregory. I only meant to list two things but then I got carried away, and forgot about commas. Grammar doesn’t apply this late, that’s the rule, right?
But yeah I’ll probably be up till 6 am or so waiting around in a sketchy train stop (not even a station, there’s no indoor area D:), but I found a friend on the same train so at least I won’t be alone.
25 – it doesn’t matter, the point of flipping a coin isn’t whether it lands face up or down. The point is that suddenly when it’s in the air you realize which you want. Or it lands and you’re disappointed and you realize which you want. How’d the water monitor get inside the house?
I am being Death from The Sandman for Halloween. ‘Twill be awesome. And my brother is being one of those playing card soldiers from the new Alice in Wonderland movie.
I thought about using glow-in-the-dark facepaint around my eyes, mouth, and on my nose; but I don’t think that’s easy to find. Hot pink, white, and possibly black will just have to do. :/
It’s more of a gijinka HPB than anything, I suppose.
Eh, it’s just hot pink clothes combined with facepaint/ears + tail. Not doing anything to my hair, it’s under the hood. I just need the shirt, and I’ll probably make sure the costume’s good…the 30th or 29th, I suppose. That’s when I’ll model for the camera, hehe~
Guess what I’m going as?
I know. So obvious, right?
*CoughcoughNudgefromMaximumRide*
And my best friend is going as Ella!
HOLY WUNG WHY DO I HAVE JUSTIN BEAVER ON MY PLAYLIST?
Oh, my french teacher thought his last name really was beaver!
This post brought to you by my laptop.
I find it ironic that you include “capitalist” in the list of negative accusations against our society, when capitalism is the reason you are able to be on MuseBlog right now.
Perhaps it was meant that because of the crazed amount of teenage girls who have the ability to buy albums Justin Bieber is popular?
I don’t know, Justin Bieber is just an existence to me that I don’t see the need to make fun of, but certainly not idealize either. Needless to say, I’m not listening to “Baby” every night while cuddling with a Bieber Pillow.
It’s also the reason why a lot of people can’t post on MB, don’t even have health insurance and why the poverty rate is so high. A little capitalism is good but it can’t run unchecked.
Actually, China’s economic system is mostly capitalist now, it’s the political system that’s Communist. Communism is both economic and political, and China doesn’t have a Communist economic system. China doesn’t even have national health care, as would be expected of a Communist economic society, unlike many other Socialist countries such as Sweden, for example.
And bookgirl, I live in what many call the world’s most capitalist city, but I wouldn’t consider Hong Kong to have a high poverty rate. I also have health insurance. And I CAN post on MB, thank goodness.
Enceladus may have been speaking analytically rather than pejoratively. After all, in a non-capitalist society, nobody would have much financial incentive to turn a moderately talented kid like Justin Bieber into a mega-star, and Justin wouldn’t have much reason to want to be one. Similarly, in a capitalist society in which people weren’t obsessed with celebrities, Justin wouldn’t be able to sell enough of his “product” to become as rich and famous as he is.
(“Plutocratic” seems irrelevant here. As far as I know, Justin hasn’t tried to turn his wealth into political power — though, of course, he could if he stays rich and famous long enough. Many celebrities do.)
A girl in my homeroom is obessed with Justin Beiber. It’s disgusting. She has a book of pictures of him. *shudders* Also, she freaked out when I accidently mispronounced his name as Justin Beaver. Actually, it wasn’t an accident-I really thought his last name was Beaver. *is not kidding* I don’t know why. But he is a beaver.
My AP French class has a (joke) obsession with Justin Bieber. None of us actually like him, obviously, but we all pretend we do and incorporate him into all of the skits, which are generally along the lines of
A: JUSTIN LOVES ME MORE!
B: No, he loves me!
A: Then why did he leave you?
B: No, he’s right here–wait, did you steal my cardboard cutout?
A: HE LOVES ME MORE.
Our current favorite quote is by my friend Kevin (who is not always entirely adept at stringing together sentences): “I have Beaver flu! I mean, Beaver fever!”
Well, I have to use Angel wings, but their black. and I flip them over. My friend isn’t going as Ella anymore, we made up our own characters, but shalt remian Nudge. Pictures included. I’m going treat’or’treating with my friend, G, (we call her Featherdance, loooong story), and she’s being a werecat, which is funny, because I told her about my NaNoWriMo, and her name was going to be Alexi. It made me laugh. Wow. I just pulled a Nudge. I read all 3 manga’s last night, and once, Fang is just in a corner. I laughed and told my friend, because Fang was in his ’emo corner’ .
And that’s why I will have duct tape with me, as my costume.
( to tape my mouth shut.)
I’m going to be a witch, except not the ugly freen faced kind, ‘cuz that’s boring. More like an enchantress, except not. I have an awesome dress, which I shall wear with an awesome hat that has feathers and fake purple roses on it. And a staff. Most definitly a staff.
I’m writing this in the year 2010. There aren’t any robots yet, but there are some jetpacks and if everything goes right, we’ll be able to take vacations in space very soon. I haven’t invented that solar powered motorcycle yet, or the one that turns into a jet ski, but other people are building similar things and I’d like to buy one when they’re ready!
First of all, I want to say, don’t be afraid. I worried a lot when I was your age, and I’m still a worrier. Some things that will happen in the next ten years in your world and your city are going to be scary, and they might even scare mom and dad and the other adults around you, but I can tell you that nothing bad is going to happen to you. You might read about a lot of diseases or see things about them on TV, but you’ll never catch any of them. You and everybody you know personally will be safe.
More specifically, don’t worry about that story about the little girl with the red ribbon around her neck. Don’t even read it. The basilisk in Harry Potter isn’t real and it can’t get you. Bigfoot can’t get you, either. When you see that National Geographic World article on the Winchester House, those “ghost†pictures are just actors and camera tricks. In general, most “ghost†pictures you’ll see are just camera tricks, but you have a very overactive imagination, so avoid them anyway. Especially before bed. The same goes for most things about ghosts. And when you’re afraid of things, tell your parents. You haven’t done anything wrong, and they’ll comfort you and make you feel better. You’re never too old to sleep in their bed for one night if something spooks you. Sometimes I still do.
The world is not going to end tonight. The Y2K bug will hardly have any effect at all. A lot of people right now are thinking that all of that worrying people did back then about it was a waste of money and time. Remember- the end of a calendar is not the end of the world. It might help if you tell this to a lot of people.
The world won’t end on 6/6/06, or when then turn on the Large Hadron Collider, either. Those terms probably don’t mean anything to you yet, and that’s fine, but you might want to look up the LHC if you’re curious. Pretty much, don’t sweat it any time people say the world will end, because I’m writing this to you, which means the world won’t end before 2010.
Also, don’t worry about your grades. If you just keep working hard, they’ll be fine. Your spelling will get much better. Work harder at Spanish, but don’t sweat Greek, I never was any good at it, and mom will understand eventually. Always check for ticks, but don’t freak out about them.
I told you that you should look up the Large Hadron Collider if you wanted to. There are some other things you should look up as soon as you can if they capture your interest, either because cool things will happen with them in the next ten years or because they’re just interesting.
As soon as you can, watch the original Star Wars. Read some of the books related to it, if you can. Also, if you can find Marvel or DC comic books, read those. In terms of real history, find out who Carl Sagan, Nellie Bly, Sir Ernest Shackleton, and George Mallory were.
You know who Robert Ballard is, don’t you? If you don’t already, find out and periodically check up on what he’s doing. Do the same with Burt Rutan.
In November of this year, three astronauts are going to fly to the International Space Station. When they’re done, more people will replace them, and other people will replace those people, and so on, so that the station is never uninhabited. From that time until when I’m writing this, there will have constantly been people in space every single moment of every single day. Follow that first expedition, and all of the other ones. Ask mom and dad and your teachers to help you find things about them on TV or on the computer. Don’t ever forget that there are people up there.
Follow all of the space shuttle flights, too. Try to watch all of the launches and touchdowns. In your time, the Cassini probe is close to Jupiter. In four years, it will reach Saturn and a mini probe will land on the moon Titan. In 2003 and 2004, a lot of probes are going to land on Mars. You’ve probably already read about this, but try not to forget that these things are going to happen, so that you have something to look forward to. In 2003, Mars is going to be the closest to Earth that it will ever be in your lifetime. Try to see it with a telescope if you can, and with your naked eyes, frequently. In 2004, there will be a Transit of Venus. See it, or you’ll have to wait until 2012 like me. Do all of the optical stargazing you can and learn to find the constellations.
Ask your parents if you can get a Roomba robot to sweep your floor. It’s not the kind of robot you’re thinking of, but it is very futuristic and helpful. Bother your dad to get a hybrid car even more than you already do. Also, ask your parents if you can go to the Challenger Center and the Explorer’s Club. Ask them if you can go to Brookhaven National Laboratory and camping, too. Download SETI@home for your computer. If at all possible, fly on the Concorde.
When you start getting your period, mark it on the calendar so you’re ready. You’ll save a lot of money on underwear that way. Try a musical instrument just for fun, you might be good at it. Don’t sweat being bullied, you’ll end up better off in the end than they will. Wear sunscreen, and when you need to put on acne medicine, do it. Write to your representatives in the government. Don’t let your subscription to Muse expire. Be open to change. Remember that you’re not very old, so “but it’s been that way my whole life!†isn’t a very good argument.
Always watch the Olympics. Don’t take peace for granted. When you go to Disney World, go to EVERY pavilion in Future World at EPCOT. When you go to The Living Seas, take pictures. Know where the candles and flashlights are, and when the lights go out, look at the stars. Don’t become too attached to Project Constellation. Don’t take what the IAU will do to Pluto personally- remember that the essence of science is change. The letter from People to People is not a joke. Steve Fossett and Steve Irwin are good men. Always stay with the group.
In general, keep on acting just like you’re acting now. But every now and then, remember your future self and do little things without immediate benefit. Randomly study, or exercise, or clean your ears, or just do some little thing that will help you along in the future. Believe me, they’ll add up.
I know this seems like a lot to remember, and some of the things I talked about might sound a little menacing, but I have complete faith in you. I know you’ll do just fine.
I bring tidings from late hours of night and early hours of morning… I have just finished creating the dance for the increasingly odd/awesome show that we’re performing… After making a dance for the bed intruder song, they all wanted me in charge of the dance. It’s not really a dance, more of just symbolic (heh, symbolism at it’s best is when even the author hasn’t interpreted it yet) motions. But I think it’s pretty good, and it doesn’t matter, because it’s performed a long with “Sweet Disposition” and that can make anything better.
But High School is going well enough. Weeell, I’m not doing well in Geometry. That’s not bueno. B’s can be just so meh. And it seems that the drama-head-dude has taken a liking to me, so let us see where the mystical land of theater takes me….
Side Note: Everyone likes my older brother ( a senior), so they all say hi to me and what not and get excited to meet me. I feel bad, because when people meet my younger brother they might not have nice things to say about me… But I don’t think he’ll interact as much with upper classmen as I seem to.
If I ever had any doubt that I cry way too easily, and get way too upset over pretty much anything, I’d say sobbing my heart out over a certain movie that I know I’m going to hate, and now I’m going to bitch about for days, months, years after the fact, pretty much erases that doubt.
Because yeah. I’ve been planning on going to a midnight showing of DH every since the release date was announced, and planning on going with my two best friends here at school since this summer. Yesterday, for the first time since I’d started checking about a week or two ago when advanced ticketing first began, one of the theatres here at my school finally had put up a midnight showing. I tried getting tickets then, but got an error (and this morning I contacted customer support, and they were “able to replicate the error”, so I know it wasn’t just my end, so nobody else shoudl have been able to get tickets, either, so I wasn’t too worried). About 1am tonight, for the first time since the showtime appeared yesterday, I was able to get to the page to input my ticket order. AFTER, yes, AFTER I input all of my credit card information, instead of giving me my tickets to print, I get told they’re sold out. Yes. They allowed me to type my credit card number in and submit it, before they bothered to tell me the show was sold out. Sorry if that doesn’t particularly raise my confidences in your trustworthiness and security, fandango.
So yeah. I’m pissed, and crying (or was), because I know the movies going to suck, but cake it all, I’d been looking forward to going to a midnight showing pretty much since the release was announced. And now that doesn’t look like it’s going to happen, which means I’m not even going to get to see it the first day it comes out, because Friday the 19th is the last day of school before thanksgiving break, so I’m not going to be able to go to a movie that day, and I don’t know when I’d go over Thanksgiving, I could, but it would be the end of the week, since I’d want to wait until my sis was on her break, which doesn’t even start until thanksgiving day itself.
It’s not worth it. They SLAUGHTERED the story and plot points in HBP’s movie, and it was just…snogging and kissing with breaks for drama and AARRRRRGLBLHARGL. Anyway, I’m probably going to see it the last weekend, only because I like the scene with seven-or-so versions of Harry. So yeah, that doesn’t strike me as a problem-the movie won’t be decent at all, so why care?
Halloween costume? Hmm… I’ll wear my masquerade mask if it and the feathers come on time. It’s going to be sort of plain without them. I’ll wear a nice dress with the mask.
Did you hear the RadioLab about it? *adores RadioLab* It literally drove people mad, induced Schizophrenia, from what I understood! Stravinsky had to sneak out through a back window. But then the next year, it was performed again, and Stravinsky was a local hero, they carried him out on their shoulders they loved it so much. Now, it’s in Disney’s Fantasia!
Science is exciting!
Rocking out to Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring is awesome. I do that a lot.
(Also my friends and I make jokes about it. “No no no you need to play that part like the Rite of Spring- pretend you’re sacrificing M!” :lol:)
YAY! That’s awesome… I’m reserving tickets for first thing November 20th. I think I am going to have that HP movie marathon the night before after all for my birthday, but probably just going to invite my two closest friends.
I was at Jew camp around 8:30 last night, so here is the post I should have posted. Imagine that it is a time travel letter.
OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
WE’RE GOING TO THE WORLD SERIES
OH MY GOD
OH MY GOD
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH
GO
GIANTS!
Okay, I officially love Percy Bysshe Shelley’s “To a Skylark”. It’s long and winding, but all of the descriptions of nature are so joyous, and the underlying feeling is so simple and sweet- the wish to be as free and happy as a bird.
Have you ever heard a skylark? They are amazingly musical, and you somehow can hear them even though they fly so high that you can’t see them. It’s as if a tinkly, shimmery melody is raining down on you from some invisible source in the sky.
Ok so the reason why I haven’t posted in a few days is because on Friday I went on an all-day field trip with my grade to *undisclosed location* which was relatively fun, and then yesterday literally did homework all day (I got slammed on Thursday, which entirely sucked….I guess the teachers thought that because we were going on a field trip on Friday, they should give us the equivalent amount of homework they would give on a three day weekend, but I guess somebody forgot to tell them that we had to be at school at 5:45 and got home at 11:15 so there was really no way we’d get any homework done on Friday) and then today had lots of stuffs going on, so it’s been pretty busybusy.
Life has been generally been going pretty well though, so it’s all cool. I mostly just feel like I have so much *stuff* in my head right now that some day it’s going to explode. There’s so much I have to remember, and it’s getting all jumbled up. I’m just going to have to take a couple of days to get it all organized again.
Right now I’ve mostly been thinking about high schools, (I might have talked about all this stuff before, but I’ll mention/update it again) and I’ve sort of narrowed it down to two schools, one of which I would never in a million years have considered last year but so far I really, really love it and can completely imagine myself going there. The other one is amazing – the campus is amazing, the academics are amazing, all the electives are amazing, etc, but the problem is that it’s expensive like you wouldn’t believe, and I really would have to get a substantial scholarship to go there, but I really, really want to. I’ve already visited the first one on a school day, but still have to visit the second (and “pricier”) choice. I’ve toured both the schools though. The possible third choice is a charter school, so even though it’s “free”, it’s practically impossible to get in. I’m going to apply and give it a shot, but not expecting to get a place there. Honestly though, if this is what high school’s like, I’m already dreading college.
1.I have not been posting as much as I ought to.
2.I am extremely thankful for coincidence. By chance I picked the right table to sit at this morning at brunch, and happened to remember that I was going to join a group, and am now part of that group. The group is preparing to fund-raise for Sierra Leon’s education system. So far things are working out.
For some reason I just thought of the plague of shrinking comment boxes that hit MB a few years ago. I don’t know what reminded me of it. That was bothersome.
Okay. I may have mentioned this before, but my dad is running for Congress. U.S. Congress. If he wins, of course, I’ll have to move to the Washington D.C. area. His chances aren’t that great, but still, well, what if he does? And is it wrong to wish that he won’t win so I don’t have to move?
He could theoretically move out by himself to DC and the rest of your family could stay put, but that would create a whole new set of difficulties, wouldn’t it? And I don’t think it’s wrong to wish that. Putting your own desires before someone else’s isn’t wrong.
Well, it might not happen, and if it does happen, you might enjoy it. That makes a fair number of possible futures in which you have nothing to worry about.
When major change does come, it usually starts with a lot of work to do and details to keep track of, all of which keep you too busy to notice much of what is happening. Then you’re in the new reality, and just finding your way around occupies most of your attention for a while. It’s all just learning, though, and you know you’re good at that.
Meanwhile, I think you can allow yourself to be extremely self-indulgent between now and November 3.
On the website is an announcement that they’re holding meet and greet at U of M, which is not far away from me at all. So i may get to go as part of my Christmas present.
Whee! Three cookies, three glasses of lemon Italian soda with cream, and a slice of pumpkin cheesecake. I think I’ve officially had too much sugar today. Oh, and a mini snickers bar. But it was delicious, and it’s my birthday, so I don’t care.
I got the best gifts, my favorite of which were books and a renewed subscription to Muse! I’m very happy.
Has anyone here written a dissertation on the effects of atmospheric pressure (low pressure in particular) on human psychology? Because there’s considerable low pressure in my area right now, and I’m bizarrely confused and weird. At my piano lesson earlier, my music seemed foreign, as though I’d never played it before. It’s not enjoyable.
Ah, don’t you just love teacher comments? According to my lit teacher, I am ebullient and am a intent and perceptive reader. (And everyone who’s ever known me says no, duh. This may also be an acceptable way to say “She nearly fainted when I said that she got to direct a production of Hamlet where money is not an issue.”) And according to my calc teacher, my enthusiasm for induction is evident, which is kind of an odd thing to say. And according to my chem teacher, I’m doing the best job ever in chem, which is impressive given that it’s considered one of the hardest classes in the school, and about half the junior class takes it. And I got 100% on the last test. (Okay, I’m totally bragging now.) But I’m really happy.
Here is what I did today:
1. Coughed up bits of my lungs every five minutes and trying to stop my nose from dripping snot the rest of the time.
2. Took a ridiculously difficult Chem test in which I could not remember the formula for ammonium. Was told later that the substitute was going around telling people what it was. Curses.
3. Made so, so, so many dead baby jokes in History. This is what happens when you discuss the Industrial Revolution with Montesquieu, Orion, and Rosseau (my friends in that class).
4. Slept through most of Algebra, what with having gotten 5 hours of sleep the night before, plus popping cough drops like potato chips in order not to cough so hard my rib cage flies out of my chest.
5. In English, my arts camp training actually came in useful! I can identify every one of the different versions of 1st person point of view! Hooray!
6. Skipped cross-country in favor of sitting in my mom’s classroom, reading Kavalier & Clay for the fourth time and coughing up bits of my lungs every five minutes.
7. Told all of my friends, enthusiastically, that my family has World Series tickets. We do! We have World Series tickets! We’re going to see the Giants in the World Series! Yay, us!
Is it wrong for me to say I love my pumpkin? It’s truly a work of art. Completely round, delightfully solid, and of course, a magnificent shade of orange.
piggy– i am sure there must be scholarship on that…condolences! that sounds very uncomfortable
cat’s eye — i hate trying not to snot all over everything whilst taking a test….well i hate it the rest of the time too but test taking and colds is generally a bad combination. condolences for you too!
today is a perfectly beautiful autumn day! and today has been pretty good too, i have some ideas for my nano that are actually coming together so that’s good!
I’m jealous of your beautiful weather… *was woken up by tornado sirens this morning* Tornadoes at school are a whole lot less fun than tornadoes at home. They don’t even let you take out your laptop, even if you already have it with you.
I’ve lived through several tornados. Never right near my house, but we had to go to the basement and stay there for a while. I lived in Iowa until I was seven.
OH additionally….about how long (pages wise) would a ten minute play be? there’s a contest at school and i’m thinking of trying my hand at it, but i’ve never written anything like that before so i’m not sure how much i should be shooting for… *ponders*
Well at my high school there was a shorts fest at the end of every year, which seniors in the program directed. It was always interesting. Most of the student written ones were crap [EXCEPT for a serious one that was experimental and didn’t really have plot but it was AMAZING and I loved it even though it was so sad. Strangely, Asha the Polish exchange student was the only other person who loved it. Everyone else was confused.] anyway where was I. Oh! So my advice is that timing can vary depending on actors/directors (I did lighting [whee!] and cues were different every time), a read-through with some friends (internet friends could skype, just saying) would be best. and I’m sure your writing will be great, most high schoolers didn’t seem to understand how to write comedy. Too much overstating. A (seemingly too-simple) simple play with decent acting would fill ten mintes. Too much plot gets tricky.
Rule of thumb for a screenplay is one minute per page. I think it’s usually one to one and a half for stage plays. Of course, that is a very loose estimate but maybe enough for you to have an idea of what you’re in for.
59/59.1- Haha, yeeeep. From what I recall speller also lives in IL. Pretty strong stuff today. I was woken up this morning to go help cut up/drag my fallen-down favourite tree out of the driveway
Winds are getting faster (supposedly gonna hit 60mph at some point) and I’m heading down to the Chicago lakefront in an hour. Smart Jade. The windy city will certainly live up to its name today…
Yup, I’m in the Chicago area… Hmm… I think I can get away with not leaving my room, well, actually until Thursday, but I’ll probably run low on food at some point. So I’ll probably eat some meal in the cafeteria at some point.
Incidentally, the name windy city has nothing to do with weather (which you surely know).
Whee! I’m home from school early because I couldn’t stop coughing during Algebra and nearly asphyxiated myself! I get chamomile tea and Jamba Juice! I get to watch Jon Stewart reruns instead of running cross-country! Being sick would be fun if I could stop coughing! *coughs*
I love Jamba Juice! I had one this morning too, but that was because I had an orthodontist appointment during the first three periods of my school day. Add this to missing sixth period for soccer, and I was at school for just barely two hours today. Wheee….but I think I prefer that to being sick. Sorry for my rambling – get well soon!
comments on 52-We would still keep the house, but since it’s just me and my dad at home, I would go to school in D.C. It probably won’t happen, but if it does, I’m sure that we can work something out. Of course, I would have to come in at the start of the second semester, which is bad in some ways, but good in others. I have a major project in Biology that I will finish the second semester (an experiment on cyanobacteria) that, presumably, I wouldn’t have to do.
Speaking of that project, my dad, who is a professor of Biology, knows someone who researches cyanobacteria, so I get cyanobacteria for free. Fun, right?
My mom’s friend works in a salon, and one of her coworkers needed models to practice cutting hair on for free, so I went to get my hair cut today. My mom told me that it was going to be a free haircut, and that they called the guy “Shaky”. See, I thought she was kidding when she said he was called Shaky, but she never finished explaining her joke. So, today I went to the salon, and as soon as the guy starts cutting my hair, his hands shake like crazy. I was so freaked out. He apologized a few times, and he said that he wasn’t going to take a cut unless he was absolutely sure he wouldn’t mess up. And, shit. I got one good haircut. Sure, I was sitting there for two hours, but my hair looks a-freaking-mazing.
And you know what? Today was just an awesome day overall. I got to walk home with a few really good friends that I don’t often hang out with. Ha, and one’s a guy, and he once again gave me insight into the male mind. Yup. Today was awesome.
And Glee is on now! Okay, can this day get better? No. It cannot.
64- *wishes he had a free source of cyanobacteria*
I just laminated my thorough cellular respiration diagram. I think that means I’m guaranteed an A+ on the test tomorrow, right? I’m pretty sure that’s how it works.
We had a cross country meet today, and when I was coming around the final turn, I crashed into a guy going the oposite way in another race and fell into the bushes. Physically, it didn’t hurt, but it wasn’t mentally a very good thing to happen just before the home stretch.
I’m using a mouse on my computer. It’s very strange. I haven’t used it since I got rid of my ancient PC. I’ve used the mouse on Mom’s computer, but only kind of, since I don’t use hers that much and since I’m used to the trackpad on mine I generally just use it on hers too.
I’m also realizing how much I appreciate the multi-touch trackpad on my mac. I just love this computer. With the old PC the trackpad was a pain to use, it wasn’t very responsive, and the texture made my teeth stand on edge. I love my computer. ♥
That said, whoadamn there are a lot of posts on here.
Uh, I skimmed them….I’ll try to actually keep up after this though.
Today, I walked home from school for the first time ever! (It’s a 20 minute walk, but I usually take the bus to and from school.) It wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought, except for the part where I had to cross a highway (but there was a pedestrian crossing, so that was good). I feel so empowered! I don’t have to rely on the bus! Woohoo!
And in other news, I am drowning in a swamp of homework/projects/procrastination. :U
I need to watch some Scooby-Doo to get ready for Halloween. I have the first two seasons of “What’s New, Scooby-Doo?” on DVD, and there’s probably a lot of episodes online in parts. I could probably get some of the movies from the library if my mom would approve.
On a completely unrelated note, I am discovering John Denver’s music and I love it.
2002-2005, yes, but it really wasn’t shudder-worthy.
It was actually very good in terms of the art style, the facts thrown in about the foreign countries they visited and the legacy gags. (Plus: NO REAL MONSTERS, unlike several of the 70s revivals. Scooby-Doo should not have real monsters or ghosts.) Also, no Scrappy, and the entire Mystery Inc gang was featured instead of just Scooby and Shaggy.
The original is definitely the best and always will be, but “What’s New” was a good development on the legacy and brought the franchise into the new millenium.
The only Scooby-Doo things I like are the original series, The New Scooby-Doo Movies (for the lulz) and A Pup Named Scooby-Doo. I haven’t seen the most recent reincarnation of it (the one that debuted a few months ago), but I’m wary of it–Shaggy and Velma are in some sort of a relationship, and Daphne has an unrequited love of Fred. No me gusta.
I hear about the relationship stuff from a friend.
Friend: You might want to brace yourself for this next part.
Me: Okay. *doesn’t*
Her: …and Shaggy is with Velma.
Me:
But I like What’s New, Scooby-Doo. I’m also wary of the newest spinoff, however.
On (an external blogging site), I want to do a song for each of the crew members that week, with that one for McAuliffe and Jean-Michel Jarre’s “Last Rondez–Vous (Ron’s Piece)” for McNair.
I hadn’t heard Last Rondez-Vous before, but it’s really pretty.
By the way, was I right in my calculations that Jan 28 with be the twenty-fifth anniversary of Challenger’s explosion?
Yes, that’s correct, it will be the 25th anniversary.
Between then and now, I have to find songs that fit the others. I think “Love Like Rockets” by Angels and Airwaves is good for Scobee, and “Icarus- Bourne on Wings of Steel” for Smith, but I have no idea for any of the others.
OK, I have a mission for everyone here at the MB.
As we probably all know by now, The Hobbit will, in fact, be filming in New Zealand. The interesting part is that I will be in New Zealand next spring (more about that in the coming months). My dad has given me the priority of MAKING SURE that we can visit the set during filming. If there are any MuseBloggers who have connections at New Line Cinema, I implore you to get back to me on that.
I spent a good deal of today both baking and carving the best pumpkin ever
Tired so better explanation tomorrow, but the pumpkin is of a giant squid (of course, it’s me, what else would it be?) attacking a pirate ship. There’s also stars in progress around the edge so it can officially be a giant space squid. I’ll send in pics later.
*coughs some more* *hates being sick*
Best day ever! We had our Mole Day celebration in Chemistry (because Mole Day was a Saturday, and Monday we had a unit test, and the next class was today), and a few people got together and sang mole-themed songs. You have not lived until you have heard “Stairway to Heaven” being played on a ukelele.
And then in History I was in a group with Rosseau, pretty much the smartest person in my entire class, assigned to argue a certain philosophy of the Industrial Revolution. We got Utilitarianism, since it was the only one left, and spent the entire period in the computer lab debating it. The entire period! That’s an hour and a half! And let me stress that Rosseau is the best person to argue with of ALL TIME. We are the reasons that History was awesome last year. (Well, that and a guy who believed fervently that the U.S. should merge with Israel into one country and go take over China. He was hilarious to argue with.) Ultimate conclusion: Utilitarianism is overly idealistic, but overall one of the less noticeably flawed theories on the list. (Other theories are Luddism, Marxism, Free-marketism, etc.)
And then in Creative Writing we spent the entire period sitting on the floor in a circle telling ghost stories. And I will write some! And post them, and freak y’all out!
And I just got back from the WORLD SERIES GAME! The Giants are playing the Rangers, and what with me being the annoyingly obsessive Giants fan that I am, my parents managed to score tickets to Game 1! It was a very weird game. The Giants won, 11 to 7. I don’t think we’ve scored 11 runs since July. If even then! There was a woman in front of us who seemed physically unable to clap along with “Let’s go, Giants!” No rhythm at all, and I mean AT ALL. It was weird! There was also a really, REALLY annoying Rangers fan behind us who was obviously pretty drunk and kept swearing at the field. It took security until the sixth inning to eject him from the game. And then on the way down the stairs after the game, a guy shouted, “It’s my friend’s birthday! Can y’all sing happy birthday for him?” And every single person in the row begins singing, all starting at different times, all going at different paces, all singing in different keys.
The best part of baseball season is walking to my house from the BART station in all your Giants gear. Every single person reacts. They high-five you. They shout, “Go Giants!” They scream cheers. Even the cars passing by roll down their windows, shout, and honk their horns. I’ve high-fived about seven different policemen today, five security guards, and forty total strangers. It’s perfect.
Today I spent four hours in assembly listening to our principal yak about swearing… apparently he was showing some prospective parents around the school when two eighth-grade boys came up in front of them, swearing at each other, and one shoved the other against a wall. Not the kind of thing you really want to see at a place you’re considering sending your child.
Me: Who’s playing?
Dad: An artist formerly known as Prince.
Me: What’s he called now?
Dad: An artist formerly known as Prince.
Me: And now-?
Dad: An artist formerly known as Prince.
Hey, I’m back! Cool picture, by the way. Is the ball over? I was Queen of the Fishes, just FYI. Anyways, I’ve scrapped my original idea from NaNoWriMo and am going with dragons. I’m rambling now, so bye!
WARNING
THIS POST IS NOT COHESIVE
Tomorrow’s going to be amazing! First of all, our school is always awesome before Halloween. The costumes, the people singing loudly down the hallway (that happens daily, though), the people chasing each other, the scooters in the halls… It’s amazing. Second of all, we’re making a pumpkin spit fire in chemistry. I have no clue how, but I absolutely love my chemistry teacher. She’s so immature and inappropriate, yet she still manages to be fabulous.
Today was awesome too! Everyone was actually nice to me in school (!!!) since it was my birthday. My brother gave me a TARDIS cell phone charm that lights up and spins when I get a call, and my mom bought me a beautiful necklace and matching earrings that are almost exact replicas of a wisteria plant, except the flowers are pearls.
Also, we finished organizing the music in the band room today! There were about ten piles, each four feet high, of boxes of music. It took us two weeks and lots of sneezes (the music was dusty and old), but we finally got all of the titles and composers written down, and all of the music into filing cabinets. While organizing today, I tripped. Fortunately, music is a very good cushion…
I think I might wear a Portia costume tomorrow. (Brutus’s wife from Julius Caesar.) My teacher suggested it; she said it would be easy-simply wear a chiton made from a bed sheet and attach a fake knife to your leg!
Er, what else? Nothing really. I cleaned my dog because she decided it would be a good idea to roll in her poop, and it was very warm outside. It’s been seventy for the past few days, and today it was seventy-five.
Now for homework! I’m not going to post much for the next week or so. Actually, make that the rest of the school year. I’M SO BUSY.
IT’S 75 WHERE YOU LIVE?! Lucky! We’re wearing our winter coats up here! I hate this time of year; it’s pretty at first but now most of the leaves have fallen and everything looks dead and gloomy. And it’s very misty. Bleh.
Yup! My best friend and I always go together, it’s really fun. Your costume sounds awesome!!! I’m being a sorceress. Black dress, sort of ruffly, bright blue ribbons, black high heeled boots, witch hat with feathers and purple roses, possibly a staff.
I watched the Episode of Doctor Who: Rose just now and it was really good! It also had Billie Piper, who is one of my favorite actresses, so that was a plus. I’m now debating going as a TARDIS or Starbuck/Moby Dick for Halloween.
1-Encyclopedia salesman. Yeah. That’s right. Just think about it.
2-The spirit of commercialism
Me-“I will eliminate your small candy business by undercutting your prices by half!”
Person-“The candy’s free.”
Me-“Then I’ll pay people to get candy.”
Person-“Aw, man.”
Me-“If you want to, you can be part of my chain…”
Zombie! It’s very easy, just cut up some clothes and add blooooooooooood.
You could also do mother nature- a green dress and add flowers, leaves, fake birds, etc.
My friend was that one year. Another he was one of those monks from Monty Python and the Search for the Holy Grail, and this year he’s being the BP Gulf Oil Spill.
Piggy has added another instrument to his wide collection: a didgeridoo. I need a lot more practice with circular breathing–I can’t get the hang of it.
circular breathing is ridiculous. RIDICULOUS. last time i saw it i was sitting maybe four feet away from conan o’brien’s trumpet player and he was holding this not out for FOREVER and i was like OH MY GOD I WANT YOUR SKILLZ
hey guys, i’m going to DC tonight. SO EXCITED.
i was kim pine for halloween i’m missing the vast majority of the parties though, because DC!
also had a preliminary apartment-searching meeting with my friends that i’m getting an apartment with next year! it will be the bessst.
Halloween costumes. Oh lordy.
So, I always think up these great ideas and then forget until I’m too short of time to actually do it. *sigh*
Some of the ideas I’d thought I might do this year:
-a painting; dress up like a painting and devise some sort of harness to hold a picture frame around the upper half of my body.
-some personification of an ideal, as is often found in 18th and 19th century art. Often represented as a beautiful young woman wrapped up in psudeo-Greek or Roman clothing (basically a white sheet and a belt) and some sort of armor or helmet and holding various torches, twigs of symbolic plants, etc. and leading the masses out of their sorry state. This is something I REALLY want to do at some point.
-a stick figure/kid’s drawing. Dress up in white or grey and then put thin-ish black strips of fabric over it, down my torso and limbs. Pull hair back and paint face white with black “face” drawn on, possibly even make some sort of head piece for “hair.”
Realistically, if I dress up probably the latter is what I’ll do, as it’d be the easiest. But SOMEDAY I shall go as the personification of an ideal, and probably no one will know what I’m supposed to be. *volleys of sighs*
Have you heard about this really creepy yet oddly ironic looking movie called “Zombie Roadkill”? The previews should be rated R, because there’s so much blood, but the plot sounds (as much as I hate to say this) funny. This was the preview: A person runs over a squirrel. Zoom on squirrel’s face. *opens eyes* Cut to someone being attacked by a said squirrel. Cut to a girl with blood pouring out their empty eye sockets. Cut to kid running form zombie skunk, which jumps on kid, kid is seen thrashing around and dragged under a car. Cut to man with flamethrower. *fire*Cut to ZOMBIE ROADKILL in big letters. Like I said before, the plot sounds twistedly silly.
Also: see Happy Tree Friends! Pointless animated blood and gore! All the characters are cute furry animals! Blood! Guts! Fun! Not for the squeamish!
I admit it, Happy Tree Friends is pretty stupid. But for some reason it’s hilarious. Maybe there’s something worng with me. Oh, and several charcters are bunnies, one of them is pink, and there’s a hot pink beaver.
Anyway, the whole reason I’m writing this is because it all points to one thing: cute furry animals are taking over the world and are being very bloody about it indeed. Coincidence? Prehaps. Prehaps not. Decide for yourselves.
Urgh. If any of you can persuade those pesky butterflies in my stomach to take up residence elsewhere–anywhere else–I would be eternally grateful. The sooner the better. Please.
My best guess would be “love”, or something along those lines….Still trying to figure it all out, but it definitely is due to a certain individual of the opposite gender.
So…since everyone is talking about their Halloween costumes, I suppose I’ll share mine.
I’m the Salem witch. We ordered a costume for Wednesday, and got a bonnet to go with. Then I got purple lipstick, white-ish face powder, and black nail polish.
Then I suppose the new “Sorcerer’s Apprentice” (With Jay Baruchel *fangirl hearts*) got it’s facts wrong when it said that girl “put Salem on the map”? Ah, well.
Hey GAPA’s, am I allowed to switch the e-mail address I use on MB? I don’t want to give too much away, but I’ve made an address that I want to use here instead of my other one, which is more for personal use, and I was just wondering if that was ok…
Ok, thanks! I didn’t think it would be a problem, but I just wanted to be sure… I already have the gravatar account with this address, but I just changed the picture so I’m not sure if it’ll show up right away…
You know what’s scary (well, not really), is how me and Alan think so much alike sometimes…
About an hour or two ago, I heard a few snippets of words from my roommate’s (suitemate’s) TV, where she was watching something in her room. One of those words was “Edward”, followed up with something about “Dad, I’m a virgin”, and so that totally put twilight into my head. Which morphed into, Yeah, now THAT would be a good suggestion for a horror movie, because there’s nothing more horrifying than that garbage.
Five minutes ago, Alan calls. To tell me he just had a good horror movie suggestion. Eclipse. It was amusing, cuz, I mean, I’d just been thinking along the same lines not even an hour prior….
Anyway, yeah. My roommate (suitemate, whatever you want to cal her) was totally watching New Moon. I always knew she had issues, but, jeez. twi-crap.
So today I wore my costume to school. I’m Death, from the Sandman. I got a lot of confused looks because, while I go to a nerdy school, no one’s nerdy in the way that they would read 80s comics written by Neil Gaiman. Or so I thought. In the cafeteria, I was standing in line to get food.
Random guy(F): Hey, Shadowfire!
Me: Huh?
F: You’re Death, right?
Me: *cheers*
F is actually a pretty cool guy, so I’m happy.
I just saw this horrible piece of spam on the H*G*2*M*B on the recent comments bar and was like, WTF? I mean, WTF? Why does anyone want to post this sort of stuff on random sites in the Internet???
I was just clearing out some spam on [another website], and–I can’t be sure, because I only glanced at it–but I think the email address was something like “ahopbbunny@something”. I’m scared.
I hate it when spam is written in Russian or is just random letters. When it’s meant to actually say something in English it can be funny. My favorites have been:
-“May I sex dating with you?”
-Something including the “laissez-faire economy of motorcycles, ATVs, utility vehicles” and “turning a regular skirt into a bubble skirtâ€
I hate colds. I’m not sure if what I have is a cold, though, because I seem to have a fever and those usually aren’t a symptom of a cold. Whatever this is, I hate it. Ugh.
On a less mucus-y (ick) note, I’m watching the Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear on a live stream with my parents.
Did my laundry yesterday. When a couple of my shirts came out of the washing machine they were a size smaller. Guess not all the cotton clothing is preshrunk.
Heyyy my darling GAPA(s)? Can I send you a picture of my epic jack-o’-lantern? Or can you steal a picture of it from The-Site-That-Shall-Not-Be-Named and post it? I am ridiculously proud of it and I want to show it to EVERYONE XD
98- Hehe. I was Delirium last year, although I didn’t actually go anywhere
Maaaannn I have NO idea what to dress up like this year. I mean, I’ll be spending 6 hours tomorrow morning in a car on my way back to collegeland, but when I’m actually there I’d like to have a costume : P
Well, I’m mostly infatuated with the Giant Squid one, but I wouldn’t complain if the dragon one was posted as well. Only when you have the extra time to do so, though, of course!
You have every right to be proud of such a beautifully designed and executed work. And a most fitting subject to see us through the last day of the October Random Thread.
Okay, so I woke up at 6 for the XC meet after having had a lot of trouble sleeping the night before, went to school, got on the bus, rode an hour and a half to the park, cheered for my brother, who set a personal record, then ran myself and ran a 5K in less than 29 minutes for the first time ever!
Just-after-sunrise in a park full of leaves that are turning wonderful colors and gently falling that also happens to be on the Long Island Sound when the air is so clear you can see to Connecticut is wonderful. The whole world looks beautiful.
Jadestone, I absolutely love your pumpkin. Yay for space squids! I carved my pumpkin tonight… I followed Beret Guy’s lead and carved a pumpkin in my pumpkin. My sister carved Harold. I doubt anyone is going to get it, but whatever. Halloween should be fun. I’m dressing up as Hermione, which is my default costume, but whatever. I have a feeling I’ll be wearing it a lot, actually, since I’m going to a midnight showing of Deathly Hallows, and I’m going to an HP quiz bowl tournament in January.
I’m not actually wearing my costume to the midnight showing of DH. I’m “just” going to wear a bunch of my HP apparel…..But it should hopefully be totally awesome, although I’m a bit leery, given Yates’s track record…
I one-upped Beret Guy’s design and carved a pumpkin in a pumpkin in a pumpkin in a pumpkin in a pumpkin in my pumpkin. It was more or less based on ThinkGeek’s “Recursive Pumpkin Pumpkin Pumpkin” design, but it has one more layer of pumpkin because my sister thought the design wasn’t big enough the first time I sketched it out.
Nice. *has no actual skills in carving, so just went with the basic pumpkin* I would have done the Banach-Tarski one, but it’s a bit hard to implement in real life even if I do believe the axiom of choice.
I second all the ‘wonderful pumpkin’ comments. ‘Tis amazing.
And I’m not at all sure what I’m doing for halloween. My friends have been planning on going as a horde of zombies, but various parts of that are doubtful, I don’t have my costume started, we won’t be around much for me to work on it tomorrow, and zombies really aren’t my style. And I’m not ever certain we’ll be in town. So we’ll see how that works out.
Fortunately, I think I can get by with fake blood on a t-shirt, an old pair of jeans with a hole in them, and makeup provided by my friend. Or else throw that out the window and go as someone from the early 1800s. That costume wouldn’t be hard at all, I’ve got everything necessary.
Our last marching band competition was tonight. I had been worried because we were in the biggest class against four really good bands, but once we got on the field and started our show I knew we had something going for us. The show is Appalachian Seasons, based off Aaron Copland’s symphony and an Appalachian carol, and it always gives me chills, especially when we were warming up tonight. By the time we were off the field and our drum major, a senior, started talking, I was crying a little. There was something in that show tonight that was just incredible. Everyone was beaming and we were all hugging each other and it was the most wonderful feeling.
Jesucristo, fantastic pumpkin. I would kill to be able to carve that well. All I can manage is an anime-style cat. *sigh* It’s incredibly awesome! Trick-or-treaters are going to be flocking towards your door!
I went to my friend’s birthday party last night. It was pretty awesome! We spent pretty much the entire time working under the assumption that we were all living in a horror movie and at least one of us was going to die. The birthday friend, code name Daphne, kept saying that there was no chance she would die because she was the birthday girl. Her friend Amazon, who sleeps with supplies under her bed in case of the zombie apocalypse, was wise enough to point out that she had marked herself for death by saying that. I had a Chekhov’s Gun in the form of a screw that had unscrewed itself from the chair of my desk, which I then used to fight off the zombie horde. We carved pumpkins. I drew Daphne a comic. It was fun!
Rally to Restore sanity and/or Fear= FANTASTIC.
So, there were hordes and mobs, but it was cool. Everyone was pretty polite and just like “hey this is cool, we’re in DC rallying for sanity, oh whoops, ‘scuse me ma’am, I’m just trying to get through here, thanks!” Okay, so there was a little more yelling than that, but overall it was a very friendly horde.
I ended up sitting on a fence the entire time (my posterior, it still hasn’t forgiven me) kind of hanging on to Pip for dear life lest the zip ties holding the fence from tipping broke with the strain. I could see the screens and bits of the stage, but not any of the action on the stage. They’d put a screen right in front of it, so anyone behind the screen couldn’t see anything happening on the stage, except for entrances and exits of the performers. But it was still awesome.
Weird thing: no one’s cell phones worked. And EVERYONE was trying to call EVERYONE ELSE and find people and tell folks they were there and who knows what else, but it was insane. The servers were totally jammed and you’d just stand there trying to call and the phone is going “connecting…connecting…connecting…….call ended.” Same with texts. It was intense and made finding people that much harder. But, like I said, everyone was in pretty good moods, so it was okay.
As for what was actually said and all, it was fun. A lot of musical performances, debates and skits with Jon Stewart and Steven Colbert, as to be expected. But in all of it some good points were made. And then at the end Jon Stewart made, what I thought, was a very thoughtful and sincere serious (but with a few funny bits) speech.
In all, I quite enjoyed it and will probably be talking about it for awhile.
Then after the Rally I met up with Ebeth and Vendeval, and we went to get food with my parents and Pip. Unfortunately, Robert couldn’t make it into town, so we had to do without his company. *sadness*
But it was good.
We saw a place called “Muse Lounge” which we thought was Muse lingerie at first, then Muse loungewear and then finally Muse Lounge. It was sad; we wanted matching HPB bra and panty sets. With hot pink lace, obviously. Alas, ’twas not to be.
And now it’s 2:26 AM my time and I am in desperate need of sleep.
Cool! What does it have on it? I just finished my pumpkins, and I’m getting pumpkin guts everywhere on the keyboard, so yeah. One’s a lopsided…laughing…grinning…thing. It kind of scares me-it wasn’t supposed to turn out like that. The other’s an HPB, although it’s not very good. I imagine it’ll look kind of creepy when we light them up…
Jade, you are officially amazing. *worships* How long did that take you to carve? This year I was a loser and used Sharpie. Pathetic, I know.
I’m going trick or treating tonight (For the first time in a couple of years, actually, because the last few years I was the one passing out the candy at my house – I’m not really one for trick or treating normally, but passing out candy while *occasionally* snacking on it yourself is surprisingly fun) with some friends who begged me to come along.
Plus we’re Peace, Love, and Happiness, so it would be sort of weird to have the Peace and Love part but not the Happiness, so I agreed. We’re wearing these huge t-shirts with a peace sign, heart, and smiley face on the front, bright glasses (that glow in the dark, which is awesome), and we did wear jean shorts and colorful tights when we wore the costumes to school on Friday, but we’re probably just going to stick with regular jeans tonight since it’ll be cold. Oh yeah, and high ponytails and Converse. It was quite a win, a lot of people thought it was cool even though most people just thought that we were 80’s girls, so we had to quickly correct them on that. Happy Halloween!
Thanks guys! I didn’t use a stencil. I drew the design on a piece of paper so I’d know how I wanted it to go, then re-drew it freehand on the pumpkin before cutting it out. I’d say it took me maybe 6 hours spread out over 2 days, and the whole time I was working I was next to the computer and taking internet breaks so it’s probably closer to like 4 hours. So much fun
Being driven back to collegeland in like ten minutes, yay!
Friday at school was awesome, as usual. This year we had a bunch of seniors dressed up as bullfighters- all white clothes with roses in their mouths and carrying a humongous Spanish flag through the halls while chasing a bull. A kid who has a service dog who can tell when he’s going to have a seizure dressed up his dog in a king costume. We also had swine flu, male fairies (they were disturbing..,), and guy in a tux and a gas mask with a top hat. One senior who always (ALWAYS) wears khakis or nice looking jeans and a polo wore sweatpants and a t-shirt.
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And oh my god! My brother and I carved a portal pumpkin last night! His first idea was red ring of death, and then mine was the companion cube. In the end, we settled on the cartoon type thing (I don’t know what to call it) with the stick figurey thing hugging the companion cube, and there’s a heart coming from the hug. It looks so epic. I used my speedball to do the shading on the companion cube.
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I don’t think I’m doing anything tonight; maybe I’ll just invite some friends over, despite my cousin insisting that I should do what she did when she was my age: egging people, attacking them with shaving cream, getting candy, drinking, staying up late, wandering around the neighborhood, etc. Yeah… not happening. The craziest thing I’ll do tonight is make a fire in the fire pit. *sigh*
This is going to sound weird, but I feel like I’m missing out on being a teen sometimes. Not that I want to drink and stuff, but I just feel like there’s something that I’m missing, and I have no clue what it is. *more moody sighs*
Happy Halloween! AMAZING PUMPKIN AMAZING PUMPKIN Okay. The pumpkin is amazing. It’s Halloween, and I still haven’t carved a single pumpkin…bleh. We have a ton from our garden, too, so I really need to get started, but I stayed up super late at a sleepover watching Doctor Who, and Revenge of the Pink Panther (Yay! Exploding fireworks factory!), so I’m putting it off. Plus, it’s rather cold outside. YAy! HAlloween IS HEre! *HAppiness*
Sweet pumpkin. I’d go as a Dalek today, but it’s too late to make one and saying trick-or-treat is kind of embarrassing now. So I’m going to a friend’s house to hand out candy.
Gah. The problem with my Luna costume? It shows off enough of my legs that I feel I have to shave. Which a) means I’ve now shaved twice in 3 days, which is way more often than I normally would this time of year, since it’s cool enough outside I can wear jeans 24/7, which means I feel no inclination to shave, and only do it about once a month, and b) my good razor, of course, has a dreadfully dull blade, because I’ve not gotten the chance to get a replacement blade, assuming they even still sell one for that model.
Which means I’m stuck with a crappy disposable razor, which is hell on earth. Friday, I gave myself lovely razor burn. Today, I’m pretty sure I shaved an actual chunk out of my armpit, or at the very least nicked it decently (holy cake, shaving cream STINGS), and then I managed to get an inch long slash by my right knee, with a half/quarter inch slash paralleling it, because the blasted razor thought it would be a better idea to just cut straight into my skin than slide along it, despite copious amounts of (crappy) shaving cream. Because that’s the other thing. The shaving cream I like, and have been using for several years now, I couldn’t find when I went shopping earlier this semester. So I got stuck with some crappy stuff, that not only is rather crappy, is scented. And I really don’t like scented stuffs.
So yeah. Absolutely brilliant fun time. Those of you girls on here young enough never to have shaved your legs? Honestly, don’t do it. Just don’t. Especially if you ahve nice, fine, pale blonde hair on your legs that is pretty much invisible, because if you start shaving, you’ll get dark, coarse hair, which is very much visible and ugly and means you can’t just stop bloody shaving. So yes, those are my words of womanly wisdom of the day.
At camp last year I gave my friend one of my extra Market Basket disposable razors, and she cut herself on the ankle. She tracked blood all the way from the showers to her cabin and ruined a towel.
You might want to consider an electric razor. That’s what I use – no need to bother with shaving cream, no nicks/cuts, and only the occasional worry of finding replacement batters every once in awhile, but besides that… You just have to spend some time to look for a decent quality one – because many of them are crappy – but the one I have wasn’t expensive and works well.
I’ve used disposable before too, and even though you do get a slightly cleaner shave, I don’t shave too often anyways (especially in winter) and hated getting nicked, so to electric I went! hee hee. But yeah, to any girl that hasn’t started shaving – once you start, you can’t really stop because the hair will grow back faster, thicker, and darker – so make sure you’re well aware of that fact. And be careful!
So how come as people get older their hair (on their head) tends to get darker? Do older people spend more time indoors, so their hair doesn’t get exposed to light as much?
I would hazard a guess that that’s more genetic, or something. I’m pretty sure my parents were both blonde (or more fair haired, anyway) when they were kids. Now they both have very dark brown hair.
My sis and I when we were really little had extremely, extremely pale blonde hair (so very pretty), my sister’s is now a light brunette–maybe a blondeish brunette color? And my would best be described as dirty blonde in regular lighting conditions, and a very lovely golden color when the sun shines through it (I love the way it looks with sun shining through it….), but I’ve started to noticed random, very dark hairs amongst the dirty blonde, which makes me sad, because I want my hair to stay the color it is…..
My hair sounds the same as yours. It started out extremely blonde but is now more of a dirty blonde (or, as my friend likes to say, clean brunette). My mom’s was the same way and hers is now brown, so I’m nearly resigned to that.
Shaving: I usually keep it up even through the winter just because soccer=shorts and soccer never ends. I don’t have a good razor, however, so it’s more of a bother than it should be.
Luna –
Oh! Same with my hair… and my parents also say they were blond as kids, and now their hair is extremely dark. And interestingly enough, they both have indoor jobs, so that supports my theory! I’m hoping my hair stays light though…
i used to use an electric razor, but i found them incredibly frustrating. my strategy is to just shave in a very half-ass, not-pressing-down kind of way so it looks presentable without any actual danger of cutting myself. i don’t really care if my legs are super smooth or not
If you just let it grow out, it goes back to what it originally looks like. I heard that electric razors don’t shave as cleanly as normal ones, is that true?
I’m pretty sure that “once you start, you can’t really stop because the hair will grow back faster, thicker, and darker” is an urban legend. For one thing, think about it – your hair is dead. How would it know you’re shaving it? Why would shaving make it grow any faster? How would it become thicker? You’re not adding hair follicles when you shave. It may look like you have more hair after you shave, but I think that that’s because of the angle at which the blade cuts – normally hair is kind of tapered, but shaving slices it off, forming a blunt end that’s a bit more visible. If you let that hair grow out, though, it goes back to normal.
Jade’s pumpkin: I am struck almost speechless by how epic that is.
119–Midnight Fiddler: I’m glad you had fun! I am sad that you couldn’t expand your collection of HPB apparel, though.
So, I’m not trick-or-treating this year, but I am dressing up. I am going to be a Steampunk aviatrix! Plum-and-black striped shirt; black knee-length pants with two white stripes running up the side of each leg; lovely black coat with lots of buttons; white-on-black pinstriped fedora; silver Steampunk aviator goggles. ‘Tis a lovely, lovely “costume”.
Happy Halloween, everyone! I hope you’ve all been good for the Great Pumpkin!
and kind of mind-blowing. i kept turning around and being like “GUYS. WE’RE IN DC. FOR THE RALLY.”
i just went to DC and back and saw jon stewart, stephen colbert, cat stevens, ozzy osbourne, kid rock, shania twain, the mythbusters, and a bunch of other people for less than $100. COLLEGE IS THE BEST EVER
i also got to see vendy and fern and fern’s man and fern’s parents! (though not robert, because there were a ZILLION people floating around. the streets were absolutely packed)
so okay i guess i’ll monster-post this and start from the beginning. i was having an absolutely terrible day, so i was excited, but not really in an excited mood (which is maybe why being there was so mind-blowing once i was there). i went to the drackett lobby to meet up with everyone and mostly played the piano in the corner until ben showed up, and then i ranted at him in the corner. then sarah’s dad showed up to take us to hilliard (the pick-up place for the buses was a wal-mart in hilliard. whut.) and we crammed 9 people into a van that technically held 7, which was fun. we got there a bit early, so we decided to go to wal-mart and get some food (i had cheez-its, but i wanted something sugary too and other people didn’t have anything). as soon as we got inside we saw a girl in a reddit shirt and were like “OMG REDDIT! DC?” and then we all bonded and it was magical (keller and kelsie and i are redditors as well) i bought some sour patch kids which was a Good Decision!
and then we went off on the bus. it was fairly uneventful. leigh anne and i ate cheez-its and then i stole ben’s ipod and listened to ayreon and we fell asleep for a bit. we got to union station early (at around 7:30) and everyone was like “ooh, there’s mcdonald’s let’s get breakfast” and i was like “pfft, i’m going to sbarro’s” (my breakfast was so much more delicious) we took our time on the way to the mall and stopped to take pictures at monuments and such. we actually went inside the library of congress. i’d seen it all before, but this was keller’s first time in DC and there were a few other people who had just come on their 8th grade trip and not gone inside most of the buildings. so that was cool.
then we got to the mall and i was going to try to meet up with people. i found vendy but he was in the special people-who-got-there-super-early section and they weren’t letting anyone else through. plus it took forever to find him, so we decided to just watch the rally and meet up afterwards. we managed to get the news out before the phones all stopped working, there were so many people that everything got all jammed up. so i went back and found half of my group (the other half had splintered off and were unable to find us again) and we were rally-famous for a bit. we all sat down and started to play magic the gathering and everyone crowded around like “omg you’re playing magic! i need a picture of this!” we finished my cheez-its and met some super nice people sitting next to us who gave us muffins. they were maybe our age or slightly older and they were all from the DC area and they were really impressed that we’d come all the way from columbus.
then rally! honestly, it is probably online somewhere so instead of describing it i’m just going to tell you to go watch it. it’s totally worth it.
afterwards everyone else was waiting around to get out the real entrance, but i was ilke “pfft” and jumped the fence and ended up being separated. so i got to a place a few blocks past the mall where my phone worked and called ben and left a message saying “yeah, i’m just gonna go get chinese, i’ll meet up with you guys later” then i went on a Quest for the Blue Triangles! i walked around the whole section of the art gallery that i was near, and then i went back to a working-phone area and called fern. she said it was between that building and another building, so i was like “okay i will go look again.” i walked around the whole thing again and didn’t see any other buildings. i was about to give up and was trying to get to another place where i could call fern when she ran up to me and i saw the blue triangles. turns out the other building was across the street! silly ebeth is silly. vendy was already there as well. keiffer couldn’t make it, unfortunately. so i met fern’s parents, who are very nice people, and we went back to their car to go to chinatown. we got almost there and decided it would probably be faster to walk, so we parked and walked to a restaurant of deliciousness. robert told us he couldn’t make it and i cried tears of bitter sorrow.
the line was pretty long but while we were waiting, fern and i saw a shop down the street that we thought said “muse lingerie” and got all excited to go buy bras with hot-pink bunnies on them. unfortunately it was just “muse lounge” but that was okay. we took pictures.
then we ate DELICIOUS CHINESE FOOD yumyum. i left a bit later than i probably should have, because of the deliciousness and the awesomeness of everyone. the plan was to take the metro from chinatown to union station, but when i got there they said there were too many people down there so they were closing the metro for a while until it cleared up down there. so i walked! super fast! i started off going in the wrong direction, in typical ebeth fashion, but i figured it out at H and 10th and turned around to go back the other way. so i went down like six or seven blocks to massachusetts and then went down there to union station (which was slightly farther than i’d though, so i panicked a bit and asked people where it was and they were like “uhh, that building right there” xP)
i had expected all my troubles to be ended when i reached union station…WRONG. when we’d gotten there in the morning, the only people around were the ones who’d gotten off the buses with us. the main hall had been completely empty. i walked in and it was CROWDED. all the shops had been closed in the morning too, so it had been super quiet, and this was just a wall of noise and lights and people and i got really confused. i knew it was downstairs, so i went down and there were even MORE lights and people and noise, so i called ben and was like “I AM TOTALLY LOST HELP” and he didn’t know what to tell me so he met me in the main hall to bring me there. we started up the stairs and i was like “wait, isn’t it downstairs?” and he was like “this is the way we came before and this place is SUPER CONFUSING so i’m just going back this way” and i was like “okay fair enough”
we made it back to the bus sort of on time ish (after the boarding time but before it was scheduled to leave!) on the way back ben and i started watching dead alive, but then i fell asleep so we gave up. then i woke up and we had confusing conversations and then i fell asleep again. the bus driver was really nice and agreed to take us to lane&neil so we wouldn’t have to try to find a ride from hilliard at 3 AM, so in my case and the case of the majority of my group, we were dropped off right by our dorms (a few of us lived on south campus, so they had to walk a bit). then i shoved everything on my bed onto the floor (i NEED to clean my room today) and fell asleep in my clothes and slept until JUST NOW.
All of the little trick or treaters are looking at our chickens, and it’s ADORABLE! “Oh my gosh! You have chickens! Can we see them?” It’s like our yard is a petting zoo. Except one year, these kids just decided to start chasing them around the yard… without our permission. And the parents just stood their and laughed. Some people are really rude.
ADORABLE CONVERSATION:
Little kid: Woah! Chickens! Do you kill them and eat them for dinner?
My brother: Yeah, every day.
Little kid: Woahhhh… And do you sell them to McDonalds to make McNuggets? [McNugget is actually the name of one of them.]
Brother: Mhmm. All the time.
Kid: Wow….
So I went to a Rally! There were lots of people there, including several MuseBloggers and many members of another online community, so it was slightly bizzarre seeing all these posters and like OMG MEME. The rally itself was really cool, as Ebeth said I was towards the front of the mall pretty close to the stage so that was cool! Afterwards I met Fern & Co., and Amy Goodman was on the side of the street! So it was like meeting a celebrity! But it turns out not really because nobody else knows who she is. Then we ate Chinese food! I was deliciiiiiiiious, save for the lack of Robert, which is entirely understandable, because the streets were packed out. Not as bad as the inauguration, but still pretty packed. And now I’m on the bus home. Unfortunately, I think there is only one photograph that has two of us in it, and it may need to be cropped somewhat.
Oops! It looks like I accidentally hit Reply up somewhere around 32.1.1.1.3.1, would a GAPA please delete that one?
I had a GREAT Halloween! I looked really cool in my costume, and I went trick-or-treating with Hannah and Anna. When we were still at Hannah’s place, I called Erin, and she said that she and one of her friends were going as the MythBusters (She was Adam). She was painting a paper tube to look like fake dynamite as a prop when I called.
I got a ton of candy, but I don’t eat candy, so I’m giving it all to my brothers. I also got a lot of pretzels, which I will eat, though. I gave out almost all of my posters, and two people knew what I was supposed to be before I told them!
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At long last, Part 2.
I just finished rereading The Hobbit. It’s gotten better, I think, since the last time I read it.
It’s funny how books sometimes rewrite themselves between readings.
Isn’t that just plain weird!
I first read The Raven when I was in about third grade. I was immediately turned off by the fact that it was more than a page long, but I read it the whole way through grudgingly. I just reread it for my Language Arts class, and I have to say that it is a million times better the second time.
On a slightly different note, the reason we were reading it was to present our selected stanzas to the class. I read stanza 2 (ah, distinctly I remember…) as a country song. It probably got the best response in the class.
I totally know what you mean. I found that it got better each time I read it, as well.
Of course, the first time I read it, I didn’t care for it much (I was 6, so, well, yeah….not surprising), but then when I reread it again sometime in the first half of highschool I enjoyed it significantly more, and then I reread it again as part of a Tolkien literature class I took senior year of highschool, and I liked it even better than I did when I’d read it for a second time a couple years prior.
oh, the hobbit. great book.
I keep meaning to do that, since I’m sure the same thing will happen to me…
Agreed.
Forgive me Shakespeare, for I have sinned.
For English class, we had to cut down the last scene of Romeo and Juliet to about half. It was torture, deleting the Bard’s metaphors, allusions, and imagery to something that could appear in a theatre today. It pained me to do it. D:
…I assume that by in theaters today, you mean written today, as interpretations of Shakespeare are popular and frequently shown in many theaters.
I mean if they were attempting to show Romeo and Juliet in movie form. Using original text, but brutally deforested by legions of editors.
Okay, so yesterday was one of those crazy XC meet days when I don’t get home until an outrageous hour and have absolutely no time for anything but homework and sleep. (Although the former lasted until 11:50 PM, meaning I got less of the later than I’d hoped for.)
However, I set a personal record for the 3 mile course (28 minutes, 24 seconds), and after the race, we had a STUNNING view of Jupiter and the gibbous moon from the park. I actually pointed out Jupiter to some of the other kids on our team.
Last post, 158.2- Sorry, Quafflebird. Let me know if you come to Singapore… though I don’t know why you would.
Meh. I’m so tired, and, I don’t know, discontented? I mean, I don’t feel overworked, really. I got a ton done today before going home after spending the day on research. (I proved that a model was superstable, made some progress on reading a paper relevant to my research, and got my homework done.) And then I got home and I napped, so I’m less tired now, but I’m just feeling… ennui. I feel like ennui is the right word here. Bleh.
Today I wrote a scene with cheerleaders who clone themselves, and then the cheerleader clones eat everyone. It scared me.
Also, I book-talked Lolita in English. I can’t say I’d recommend it to MuseBlog, but that’s mostly because it’s a pretty mature book. It was nice to have an intelligent conversation about it, after all the furious, snippy, angry arguments I’ve had over it with my mom.
Also, the Giants won! Hooray! I got to go to the game! It was pretty fantastic. We got seats in the high upper deck. Madison Bumgarner was pitching (yes, I know, it’s an unfortunate name), but he kind of flopped out in the fifth inning and let in two runs. Then we had this complete fail of a reliever, Santiago Casilla, who let in two more runs, making the score 4-2. We were pretty much blowing through everyone in our bullpen after that. By the ninth inning, it was tied 5 to 5, and they sent in Brian Wilson. He didn’t let in a single run, of course. I love that guy. And then Buster Posey (my second choice for baseball boyfriend in case Tim Lincecum spontaneously combusts) and I think Pat Burrell got on base, and Juan Uribe managed to sacrifice fly and let us score! Which was especially cool because he’s been hurting.
So, basically what that all means is that out of a series of 7 games, the Giants have already won 3 and the Phillies have won 1. So if the Giants win just one more game, we go to the World Series. In order to go the World Series, the Phillies have to win every single one of the next three games.
The pitching matchup tomorrow is Tim Lincecum versus Roy Halladay, which is pretty awesome. They’re two of the best pitchers in all of baseball, really. Timmy’s a two-year Cy Young winner, and Halladay pitched a no-hitter against the Reds. If the Giants don’t win this, they’re flying back to Philadelphia, where the fans are irritatingly enthusiastic about their inexplicable support for a team that’s opposing the Giants. The Giants won the last Timmy-Halladay matchup, though, so we’ll see.
It occurrs to me that all of the people who actually care enough about baseball to read that whole thing probably know everything I said in it already. So I will give everyone chocolate chip cookies for reading.
Sigh. I swear one of these days I’m just going to fall over from sleep depr
I didn’t know any of that, so thank you! I can’t work out who I like better, the Giants or the Phillies…I guess the Giants, since they’re winning.
*reacts as if she has been punched in the stomach* Don’t like the Giants because they’re winning. I’m dealing with the bandwagon people all over my school, who didn’t care at all about baseball until they found out the Giants were winning and then pretended they’d been Giants fans for years. Like the Giants because they’re awesome. Because they deserve this. Because they have the coolest people on their team ever. And because the torture is so, so perfect.
Hey, I liked the Giants beforehand, it was sort of a tie for me between the Phillies and the Giants, so you might as well go with the winner, right?
4 – ACTUALLY, funny you should say that, but I’ll be in Singapore from November 10 to 14, at SAS for the IASAS MUN conference. It seems unlikely, since I’ll be travelling with the school, but you never know…
Yay, it’s a picture! The top of the blog was looking rather bare.
That picture has been my background for at least part of the last month.
Ooooh, I remember that pic. Love it!
I like the picture!!!
me too. soooooooooooooo awesome
FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PART 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I started a chemistry war.
Today in chem, I noticed that there were multi-colored stickers reading “TARA AND JULIE!” on the counter next to me. Of course, I couldn’t just leave them there, so I anagrammed them (quite poorly) into “A RAT AND U LIE! J” The teacher noticed, and glared at me, making me crack up. Everyone else needed to know what was going on, so she said she’d tell them after the quiz. Apparently, what I missed is that there was a war between the different classes in the room. Adam and Joe from first period honors chem claimed the counter by making a large AJ on the wall in post-its, Tara and Julie claimed it in ninth period by writing “Tara and Julie’s desk” and writing their names in stickers, and James and Matt in seventh period college chem had claimed it by writing, “This office area belongs to James and Matt (Team Wasabi). Do not touch it or we will instigate war!” After hearing the story, my friend and I decided that we were the Queens of Chemistry. I wrote a formal letter telling them that we were sovereigns of the Desk near the Window, and also sovereigns of the Whole Entire Room. I also told them that if they did not relinquish their territory within twenty-four hours, we would take it from them with the use of our private army.
I cannot wait to see the response tomorrow. So. Freaking. Excited.
I’ll tell you the full letter and their response tomorrow.
I have written a letter to Muse
Which I have addressed, and filled with good news.
When it is published
I will have no regrets
That today I wrote a letter to MUse.
The Poems and Songs thread is a good place for spontaneous, rhyming musing.
I know, but I couldn’t find it.
Use the search box.
what thread _isn’t_ a good place for spontaneous rhyming musing? The world needs more spontaneous rhyming musing.
Or simply blank verse, iambic Shakespeare.
I plan to write a test essay in this.
I plan to, someday, probably MCAS.
Be careful with your iambs, though. The lines
You posted here could use a little work.
It’s amazing, how many nested comments everything I post recently gets.
Post 0–nice Rocky Horror reference.
Glee is having a Rocky Horror-themed episode in three days. I can’t wait. I’ve never seen Rocky Horror.
Ack! I was trying to listen to a This American Life podcast, and my right speaker started vibrating and making this horrible buzzing noise every time someone described their sleep patterns. Ack!
Oooh, awesome picture! I like it a lot.
Today was career day at school, and nobody wanted to come talk to our Latin II Honors class. What is wrong with people?
They were probably intimidated.
How horrible! Everyone must have contracted temporary insanity. I have first-hand evidence that Latin is good.
They obviously don’t know how great Latin Students are.
I just submitted my vet school application.
I mean, really, it’s so surreal–that this time, next year, if everything works out as planned, that I’ll be in vet school. Because, yeah, I’ve wanted to do this as long as I can remember, but to actually be this close to realizing it, to be less than a year away from vet school, to have just submitted my app? It’s definitely surreal.
YAY! YAY FOR LUNA! YAY! YAY! YAY!
*opens up bottle of bubbly* (Hey, I never said he had to drink it.)
*puts on Rita Skeeter-like face*
So, Luna, how does it feel, other than surreal, to have have submitted your application to vet school?
*hugs* Thanks, luv. I’ll pass on the bubbly, though.
*glares at vile green Quick Quotes Quill as she responds*:
Exciting, terrifying, and definitely happening to someone else….
So are your eyes swimming with the ghost of your past?
Congratulations!
Thanks.
Congratulations! You just won a million dollars!
But seriously, that’s awesome.
oh man HvZ final mission was FANTASTIC. their mission was to just stay alive on campus for an hour, at which point they had to get to the statue of thompson on the oval and there was a 15-minute window where they could touch the statue and be saved. no humans made it through.
so i showed up to the briefing fashionably late with a group of friends with a massive “free hugs” sign. we also had all taped “free hugs” to our shirts, and i was wearing my schrodinger’s cat shirt so i replaced key words so the front said “schrodinger’s zombie is dead” and the back said “schrodinger’s zombie is undead.” a couple of us had war paint, tom had “BRAINS” written across his forehead, and casey was dressed as a ninja. the meeting was on the south oval and we walked down the ramp to the lake singing “brains ohio” which was a song we invented that we eventually got the entire horde singing…it’s our alma mater with all the words replaced with “brains.” we’d posted on the forum for people to bring free hugs signs but i wasn’t expecting all that many…there were a lot more than i expected. i gave so many hugs! a lot of people were also dressed as zombies, with facepaint and everything. there was nothing to really strategize about at our briefing, since the mission was just “tag humans” so we did a lot of chanting and singing…tom and sarah and the others and i had spent most of the walk there thinking of good songs to replace with “brains.” so instead of actually having a briefing, we sang “all you need is brains,” “what is brains,” “brains ohio,” “don’t stop brains-eating” and of course “re: your brains.”
at first we actually spread out and looked for the humans (and tagged a few). i offered them all free hugs, only a couple of them refused (they were understandably sort of bitter…) then slightly before the extraction point went live we went over and started camping that area around the statue. we taped the free hugs banner to the front of the statue, and then the mods showed up in a tank made of cardboard and PVC pipe with “die zombies” written all over it. they had guns inside and could stun zombies, but mostly served as a distraction…they had a boombox and flashing lights and for a while we were all dancing around it. but then the humans started coming and we did more of the milling around chasing them and giving each other free hugs and singing. ben brought his guitar and played re: your brains for us.
at the very end when all the humans were down paul announced the mission was over and then he was like “if the zombies want to storm the tank they can, we don’t really have any more use for it” so the mods all stayed inside and the zombies got in a huge line and linked arms and skipped at the tank (which sarah and i organized…i felt so special
there’s something seriously awesome about telling 100+ people what to do and having them do it). so we ripped apart the tank and i got a piece of PVC pipe and then paul started playing sandstorm on the boombox and we all danced and we formed a conga line and riley suggested we zombie-shuffle to UDF (ice cream sandwiches is a zombie in-joke…it’s sort of hard to explain so i won’t even try). so we started off but most of the horde sort of peeled off and went their own ways. but we still had a sizeable amount of zombies when we got to UDF. we shuffled across the street and all slammed against the windows and the doors until someone opened the door and then we all just piled in. we sort of filled the entire store
so we all got ice cream and/or snacks and then people peeled off again. on our way out we learned that someone inside had called the police. we were like “haha that’s silly” and then we realized we were a group of teens/young adults all wearing headbands carrying bits of PVC pipe slamming up against the windows and shouting. fortunately they didn’t do or say anything to us, since it was obvious we were just buying things and leaving, and campus police knew the game was going on.
a somewhat smaller group of us went over to the union and got a picture with the brutus statue (which we zombified by adding the HvZ headband that signifies a zombie) and then about half the group peeled off again and the other half went to b2d, which was still going on. the actual b2d meeting was wrapping up so we went to sloopy’s (a diner in the union…they’re open until 4 AM) and i played magic with keller and ben and life was generally fantastic. and i’m sort of realizing that this is a massive post and should probably be in the dispatches thread :-/ but that would make like a triple-post from me on there
GAPAs, move if you so choose.
so yeah life is awesome and whenever you kids go to college, do HvZ. it’s the best.
What’s HvZ?
Humans versus Zombies, perhaps?
Yes, HvZ is Humans vs Zombies. It seems to be a rather widespread thing, at least among large state campuses….
My college is either currently doing one, or just finished wrapping one up. Not sure which. I can see how it would be lots of fun, but, well, honestly…I don’t see how anyone has the time–I know I don’t. *shrug*
I take a chinese class (for kids) at Macalester,and I saw a “zombie alert” poster on campus.
“If you’re all alone,
Then pick up the phone
-and call-
GHOSTBUSTERS!”
Just getting into the Halloween mood and unwinding on Friday afternoon.
I still have to get a tie and a headset for my Flight Controller costume. Also, I have not been able to find the time to hang up the STS-133 posters I printed out at the start of the month, so I’m wondering if I should carry them around in my binder and give them out to the people when I’m trick-or-treating.
Sort of trick-or-trading, I guess. Does that idea sound completely dumb or not?
Nah. Cy and I should do that.
* Lightbulb*
I am attempting to make steampunk jewelry, which is much harder than it sounds. I just took apart and old telephone for the gears, which was fun. Does anyone have any ideas?
That reminds me- in my library they have a shelf, with steampunk stuff.
WIN.
Some sort of gear/wire/bead pendant thingy?
Well, so far I have a gear on a bit of leather cord with odd…metal things bent into almost teardrop shapes strung on behind it. It almost looks like butterfly wings. Telephones are awesome to dismantle.
Sounds cool!
And everything is fun to dismantle.
I concur. I just took apart a coin-counting bank I got a few years ago but never used. The little LCD display didn’t work as I expected it to, but the actual counting mechanism was interesting.
I took apart a fax machine when I was younger and there were all of these cool screws tinted pink and green. I used them in art projects for years.
One of my great aunts always saved her broken clocks so my brothers and I could take them apart when we visited.
My dad has an old computer in the basement just waiting to be dismantled.
And I have a composition notebook just waiting to be decorated.
Can you spell “C-Y-B-E-R-P-U-N-K”?
You get to dismantle a computer?! *is envious* I’m running out of things to
destroytake apart…oh, and let me just say that orange plastic gears just ruin a phone.Yup.
And my grandparents have a bunch of old computer chips that probably wouldn’t even fit in any computer that exists nowadays.
Cool!
I need to find something to embellish that Steampunk hat I made…
Aaand…I finished it. It’s more like a charm necklace, it’s on a chain, and it has a gear, a bronze key, a locket with old looking photos inside, a bit of watch insides, and a piece of clockwork hanging off of it. It’s very amazingly awesome. Now all I need is a top hat.
It sounds cool!
Wah~ lockets and gears and keys… it’s like you took everything that is joy and put it on a necklace!
I think if you had a top hat you might explode from amazingness.
A photograph of Mikazuki’s steampunk necklace has been posted on the Counterfactual Retrofutures thread.
I got my Halloween costume in the mail from my mother today! Plus my September Muse magazine, plus oreos.
One guess as to who I’m going to be…
(Haha, yes, Luna. You guessed it.)
And my Luna costume is absolutely flamablamablous, and most of it is courtesy of my wonderfully awesome mother, who when I decided 4 years ago, only a month or so before Halloween that I wanted to be Luna Lovegood, made me a flammy costume (mind you, I was perfectly okay with the idea of buying robes and such online, but she felt that they were too expensive for something I was only going to wear “one time”. Of course, this is going to be the 6th or so time I’ve worn it…)
But it’s got black mary janes, knee high silver socks, a grey knee length wool skirt (I believe it was my mother’s when she was highschool age), a long sleeve white button down blouse, a grey v-neck sweater vest (that my mom took in from a XXXL and stitched blue and bronze trim to around the neck and waist, cuz she’s awesome), a blue and bronze tie (that my mom pieced together stripe by stripe, because I couldn’t find a blue and bronze Ravenclaw anywhere online, only the incorrect movie colored ones of blue and silver), a butterbeer cork/cap necklace (I made this bit), absolutely wonderful robes–black on the outside, and completely lined in blue fabric–reversible, even. I can wear them as Ravenclaw robes, or turn it inside out for plain blue robes. They’re flammy. it’s even got a Ravenclaw patch stitched to the breast, and a fancy black decorative clasp. And then I’ve got a cool hat (this was my touch, since none of them really wear hats, despite them supposedly being standard issue)d, but it’s your average black pointed witch’s hat, but I added a wide blue ribbon right around the base of the part that sticks up, and it’s got a large bow in teh front, fastened witha bronze eagle pin, and I attached to black cat-head shaped bells to either side of the hat, because it seemed totally Luna-ish. And then the earrings. If I can get a ride to the store before Halloween, I’m going to go all out, as is proper, with radish earrings.
Totally random, but watching the Fourth Doctor, in the third episode of his first serial, Robot, emptying his pockets of numerous items whilst looking for his supposed pass to the SRS conference/rally, made me flash back to the scene in the very first Harry Potter book, where Hagrid empties the vast contents of his coat onto the counter at Gringotts, whilst looking for Harry’s key….
On a related note, I’m still not sure what I think of Tom Baker’s Doctor. He’s so very different from Pertwee, who, after I finally started thinking of as the Doctor, I’d grown rather fond of. Of course, if I’d never seen any of the other Doctor’s, I know I’d probably rather love Baker’s Doctor, so I suppose it’s just more I haven’t quite adjusted to him yet, and hopefully after a few more episodes, he’ll become The Doctor to me, and I’ll love his just as much as Troughton and Pertwee (Hartnell I like, but he’s probably my least fave of the first three Doctors). His eyes, though. Those can be so disconerting when I glance up from my animal phys notes I’m copying over into legible handwriting, to find the Fourth Doctor’s face on screen, eyes freakishly wide and bulging…
The scarf, though, definitely loving the scarf. I think I rather want one….
Tom Baker was my first Doctor.
I’m on his second serial now….I definitely think I like him better in this one. I think he was just a bit too much under the mild insanity-inducing effects of his regeneration in his first serial for me to be able to think of him as the Doctor, especially so soon after Pertwee.
So I’m thinking I’m after a few more episodes/serials I’ll have come to actually think of him as the Doctor, and love him just as much as his three predecessors.
For some reason, I had to come and read the context of this comment (which I delayed for an unreasonable time) to realize you weren’t talking about Paul Baker.
See and hear: “Would you like a Jelly Baby?”
Think, a moment later, when my brain catches up: “Would you like a lemon sherbet?”
I mean, seriously, definitely made me think of Dumbledore’s whole lemon sherbet thing….
Cant decide whether to go as a Nazgul or Spock. Thoughts?
Fast thoughts, please, actually, because I’m going to the fabric store today.
Argh! There is nowhere, and I mean nowhere, that sells pointy costume ears in Singapore! I’m going to have to make my own out of latex.
My advice for this situation and all of life’s decisions–especially the big ones in which you don’t know which you want–is to flip a coin. Yes, flip a coin, even for extremely important decisions. Not because you’re leaving it to fate; but when the coin is twirling in the air you’ll know which one you want.
I flip a coin without choosing heads or tails usually, and then at the end I pick which is which.
24.1 (Piggy): Singapore coins always land on their tails side. You know you live in a —–y place when they can’t even balance their coins.
On a related note, I’m trapped in my bedroom because a two-foot-long water monitor is rampaging about the living room. Halp.
SFTDP: Now I can’t find the water monitor, which worries me more.
*hugs, and helps search for the water monitor*
Is it poisonous?
Don’t be afraid to call animal control. Even if your parents yell at you later, they’ll be glad you didn’t get hurt.
Sooo waitin’ in my dorm room for my friend to call, becuase we’re getting a ride to the train station any minute now. Yes, it’s 3am. Our train leaves about 4 I think. The train station near here is only open form like 2am to 6am because trains are weird and the one from Ohio to Chicago only passes by at this time : P So I of course decided just to stay up and not sleep before going to it rather than taking a nap and going. Of course.
Being home for a week is going to be really weird. But good, I hope. It’ll be nice to take pictures of something other than my school for my photography class.
O have just had another insanely amazing weekend that I will talk more about on the collegeland thread sometime this week after I am no longer on a ridiculous schedule or a train. But it involved the best concert I’ve ever been to (Great Big Sea) with an amazing person and a group of people and watching the movie Wizard People, Dear Readers and carving an octopus onto a pumpkin and naming him Gregory. I only meant to list two things but then I got carried away, and forgot about commas. Grammar doesn’t apply this late, that’s the rule, right?
But yeah I’ll probably be up till 6 am or so waiting around in a sketchy train stop (not even a station, there’s no indoor area D:), but I found a friend on the same train so at least I won’t be alone.
Ramble ramble ramble.
Why Gregory?
That’s what he told me his name was.
Great Big Sea concerts are /awesome/.
SO awesome
This is kind of an experimental comment: does it still list me as Choklit Orange when I log in?
Sorry for the useless post, GAPAs.
Drat. Thanks anyway. And sorry for the PoPos/UsPos/annoyances. I think I’ve been on vacation too long.
You can change you account display name on your profile (https://musefanpage.com/blog/wp-admin/profile.php). Change the “Nickname” but nothing else.
Happy mole day!
25 – it doesn’t matter, the point of flipping a coin isn’t whether it lands face up or down. The point is that suddenly when it’s in the air you realize which you want. Or it lands and you’re disappointed and you realize which you want. How’d the water monitor get inside the house?
The day before Halloween is National Candy Corn Day.
really? awesome
And my half-birthday!
I am being Death from The Sandman for Halloween. ‘Twill be awesome. And my brother is being one of those playing card soldiers from the new Alice in Wonderland movie.
cool
Dressing up as an HPB for Halloween. Going to send pictures.
*shudders*
*shudders as well*
“shudders nonstop”
*shudders even more*
* Hooks up shudder powered generator to this comment*
*shudders*
*lightbulb lights up*
Clean, but inefficient.
Not if those pictures end up on the blog.
*shudders*
I thought about using glow-in-the-dark facepaint around my eyes, mouth, and on my nose; but I don’t think that’s easy to find. Hot pink, white, and possibly black will just have to do. :/
It’s more of a gijinka HPB than anything, I suppose.
Eh, it’s just hot pink clothes combined with facepaint/ears + tail. Not doing anything to my hair, it’s under the hood. I just need the shirt, and I’ll probably make sure the costume’s good…the 30th or 29th, I suppose. That’s when I’ll model for the camera, hehe~
Guess what I’m going as?
I know. So obvious, right?
*CoughcoughNudgefromMaximumRide*
And my best friend is going as Ella!
HOLY WUNG WHY DO I HAVE JUSTIN BEAVER ON MY PLAYLIST?
Oh, my french teacher thought his last name really was beaver!
This post brought to you by my laptop.
I know,he IS a beaver!
No he isn’t! He’s a… he’s a…. a….
A product of our celebrity fixated, capitalist, consumerist, plutocratic society.
I find it ironic that you include “capitalist” in the list of negative accusations against our society, when capitalism is the reason you are able to be on MuseBlog right now.
Perhaps it was meant that because of the crazed amount of teenage girls who have the ability to buy albums Justin Bieber is popular?
I don’t know, Justin Bieber is just an existence to me that I don’t see the need to make fun of, but certainly not idealize either. Needless to say, I’m not listening to “Baby” every night while cuddling with a Bieber Pillow.
It’s also the reason why a lot of people can’t post on MB, don’t even have health insurance and why the poverty rate is so high. A little capitalism is good but it can’t run unchecked.
A country that has “a little capitalism” is China. I would say that the US is in a better state than China.
But China also has a lot of communism which screws everything up.
Socialism, actually.
So what sort of a governmental/economic system do you see as ideal?
Actually, China’s economic system is mostly capitalist now, it’s the political system that’s Communist. Communism is both economic and political, and China doesn’t have a Communist economic system. China doesn’t even have national health care, as would be expected of a Communist economic society, unlike many other Socialist countries such as Sweden, for example.
And bookgirl, I live in what many call the world’s most capitalist city, but I wouldn’t consider Hong Kong to have a high poverty rate. I also have health insurance. And I CAN post on MB, thank goodness.
Piggy:
Enceladus may have been speaking analytically rather than pejoratively. After all, in a non-capitalist society, nobody would have much financial incentive to turn a moderately talented kid like Justin Bieber into a mega-star, and Justin wouldn’t have much reason to want to be one. Similarly, in a capitalist society in which people weren’t obsessed with celebrities, Justin wouldn’t be able to sell enough of his “product” to become as rich and famous as he is.
(“Plutocratic” seems irrelevant here. As far as I know, Justin hasn’t tried to turn his wealth into political power — though, of course, he could if he stays rich and famous long enough. Many celebrities do.)
Yeah, I mostly meant it analytically.
On second thought, I probably shouldn’t have said “plutocratic”, I just wanted to make the list longer and a bit more important sounding.
Yeah,a beaver.And what is plutocratic?
A girl in my homeroom is obessed with Justin Beiber. It’s disgusting. She has a book of pictures of him. *shudders* Also, she freaked out when I accidently mispronounced his name as Justin Beaver. Actually, it wasn’t an accident-I really thought his last name was Beaver. *is not kidding* I don’t know why. But he is a beaver.
My AP French class has a (joke) obsession with Justin Bieber. None of us actually like him, obviously, but we all pretend we do and incorporate him into all of the skits, which are generally along the lines of
A: JUSTIN LOVES ME MORE!
B: No, he loves me!
A: Then why did he leave you?
B: No, he’s right here–wait, did you steal my cardboard cutout?
A: HE LOVES ME MORE.
Our current favorite quote is by my friend Kevin (who is not always entirely adept at stringing together sentences): “I have Beaver flu! I mean, Beaver fever!”
The Beaver stole my birthday. I feel offended.
…WHAT. Pictures or it didn’t happen, Nudge!girl. How are you doing the wings, if at all?
Well, I have to use Angel wings, but their black.
and I flip them over. My friend isn’t going as Ella anymore, we made up our own characters, but shalt remian Nudge. Pictures included. I’m going treat’or’treating with my friend, G, (we call her Featherdance, loooong story), and she’s being a werecat, which is funny, because I told her about my NaNoWriMo, and her name was going to be Alexi. It made me laugh. Wow. I just pulled a Nudge. I read all 3 manga’s last night, and once, Fang is just in a corner. I laughed and told my friend, because Fang was in his ’emo corner’ .
And that’s why I will have duct tape with me, as my costume.
( to tape my mouth shut.)
I will be Sherlock Holmes for halloween!
I’m going to be a witch, except not the ugly freen faced kind, ‘cuz that’s boring. More like an enchantress, except not. I have an awesome dress, which I shall wear with an awesome hat that has feathers and fake purple roses on it. And a staff. Most definitly a staff.
I wrote this earlier today:
Letter to Myself on Millenium Night
Dear Kai-almost-2000,
I’m writing this in the year 2010. There aren’t any robots yet, but there are some jetpacks and if everything goes right, we’ll be able to take vacations in space very soon. I haven’t invented that solar powered motorcycle yet, or the one that turns into a jet ski, but other people are building similar things and I’d like to buy one when they’re ready!
First of all, I want to say, don’t be afraid. I worried a lot when I was your age, and I’m still a worrier. Some things that will happen in the next ten years in your world and your city are going to be scary, and they might even scare mom and dad and the other adults around you, but I can tell you that nothing bad is going to happen to you. You might read about a lot of diseases or see things about them on TV, but you’ll never catch any of them. You and everybody you know personally will be safe.
More specifically, don’t worry about that story about the little girl with the red ribbon around her neck. Don’t even read it. The basilisk in Harry Potter isn’t real and it can’t get you. Bigfoot can’t get you, either. When you see that National Geographic World article on the Winchester House, those “ghost†pictures are just actors and camera tricks. In general, most “ghost†pictures you’ll see are just camera tricks, but you have a very overactive imagination, so avoid them anyway. Especially before bed. The same goes for most things about ghosts. And when you’re afraid of things, tell your parents. You haven’t done anything wrong, and they’ll comfort you and make you feel better. You’re never too old to sleep in their bed for one night if something spooks you. Sometimes I still do.
The world is not going to end tonight. The Y2K bug will hardly have any effect at all. A lot of people right now are thinking that all of that worrying people did back then about it was a waste of money and time. Remember- the end of a calendar is not the end of the world. It might help if you tell this to a lot of people.
The world won’t end on 6/6/06, or when then turn on the Large Hadron Collider, either. Those terms probably don’t mean anything to you yet, and that’s fine, but you might want to look up the LHC if you’re curious. Pretty much, don’t sweat it any time people say the world will end, because I’m writing this to you, which means the world won’t end before 2010.
Also, don’t worry about your grades. If you just keep working hard, they’ll be fine. Your spelling will get much better. Work harder at Spanish, but don’t sweat Greek, I never was any good at it, and mom will understand eventually. Always check for ticks, but don’t freak out about them.
I told you that you should look up the Large Hadron Collider if you wanted to. There are some other things you should look up as soon as you can if they capture your interest, either because cool things will happen with them in the next ten years or because they’re just interesting.
As soon as you can, watch the original Star Wars. Read some of the books related to it, if you can. Also, if you can find Marvel or DC comic books, read those. In terms of real history, find out who Carl Sagan, Nellie Bly, Sir Ernest Shackleton, and George Mallory were.
You know who Robert Ballard is, don’t you? If you don’t already, find out and periodically check up on what he’s doing. Do the same with Burt Rutan.
In November of this year, three astronauts are going to fly to the International Space Station. When they’re done, more people will replace them, and other people will replace those people, and so on, so that the station is never uninhabited. From that time until when I’m writing this, there will have constantly been people in space every single moment of every single day. Follow that first expedition, and all of the other ones. Ask mom and dad and your teachers to help you find things about them on TV or on the computer. Don’t ever forget that there are people up there.
Follow all of the space shuttle flights, too. Try to watch all of the launches and touchdowns. In your time, the Cassini probe is close to Jupiter. In four years, it will reach Saturn and a mini probe will land on the moon Titan. In 2003 and 2004, a lot of probes are going to land on Mars. You’ve probably already read about this, but try not to forget that these things are going to happen, so that you have something to look forward to. In 2003, Mars is going to be the closest to Earth that it will ever be in your lifetime. Try to see it with a telescope if you can, and with your naked eyes, frequently. In 2004, there will be a Transit of Venus. See it, or you’ll have to wait until 2012 like me. Do all of the optical stargazing you can and learn to find the constellations.
Ask your parents if you can get a Roomba robot to sweep your floor. It’s not the kind of robot you’re thinking of, but it is very futuristic and helpful. Bother your dad to get a hybrid car even more than you already do. Also, ask your parents if you can go to the Challenger Center and the Explorer’s Club. Ask them if you can go to Brookhaven National Laboratory and camping, too. Download SETI@home for your computer. If at all possible, fly on the Concorde.
When you start getting your period, mark it on the calendar so you’re ready. You’ll save a lot of money on underwear that way. Try a musical instrument just for fun, you might be good at it. Don’t sweat being bullied, you’ll end up better off in the end than they will. Wear sunscreen, and when you need to put on acne medicine, do it. Write to your representatives in the government. Don’t let your subscription to Muse expire. Be open to change. Remember that you’re not very old, so “but it’s been that way my whole life!†isn’t a very good argument.
Always watch the Olympics. Don’t take peace for granted. When you go to Disney World, go to EVERY pavilion in Future World at EPCOT. When you go to The Living Seas, take pictures. Know where the candles and flashlights are, and when the lights go out, look at the stars. Don’t become too attached to Project Constellation. Don’t take what the IAU will do to Pluto personally- remember that the essence of science is change. The letter from People to People is not a joke. Steve Fossett and Steve Irwin are good men. Always stay with the group.
In general, keep on acting just like you’re acting now. But every now and then, remember your future self and do little things without immediate benefit. Randomly study, or exercise, or clean your ears, or just do some little thing that will help you along in the future. Believe me, they’ll add up.
I know this seems like a lot to remember, and some of the things I talked about might sound a little menacing, but I have complete faith in you. I know you’ll do just fine.
After all, I’ve been there before,
Kai-2010
♥
I enjoyed reading that. It’s like the opposite of a time capsule letter.
Thank you both.
I missed this when you first posted it and just read it now. I really enjoyed reading it too.
I bring tidings from late hours of night and early hours of morning… I have just finished creating the dance for the increasingly odd/awesome show that we’re performing… After making a dance for the bed intruder song, they all wanted me in charge of the dance. It’s not really a dance, more of just symbolic (heh, symbolism at it’s best is when even the author hasn’t interpreted it yet) motions. But I think it’s pretty good, and it doesn’t matter, because it’s performed a long with “Sweet Disposition” and that can make anything better.
But High School is going well enough. Weeell, I’m not doing well in Geometry. That’s not bueno. B’s can be just so meh. And it seems that the drama-head-dude has taken a liking to me, so let us see where the mystical land of theater takes me….
Side Note: Everyone likes my older brother ( a senior), so they all say hi to me and what not and get excited to meet me. I feel bad, because when people meet my younger brother they might not have nice things to say about me… But I don’t think he’ll interact as much with upper classmen as I seem to.
If I ever had any doubt that I cry way too easily, and get way too upset over pretty much anything, I’d say sobbing my heart out over a certain movie that I know I’m going to hate, and now I’m going to bitch about for
days,months, years after the fact, pretty much erases that doubt.Because yeah. I’ve been planning on going to a midnight showing of DH every since the release date was announced, and planning on going with my two best friends here at school since this summer. Yesterday, for the first time since I’d started checking about a week or two ago when advanced ticketing first began, one of the theatres here at my school finally had put up a midnight showing. I tried getting tickets then, but got an error (and this morning I contacted customer support, and they were “able to replicate the error”, so I know it wasn’t just my end, so nobody else shoudl have been able to get tickets, either, so I wasn’t too worried). About 1am tonight, for the first time since the showtime appeared yesterday, I was able to get to the page to input my ticket order. AFTER, yes, AFTER I input all of my credit card information, instead of giving me my tickets to print, I get told they’re sold out. Yes. They allowed me to type my credit card number in and submit it, before they bothered to tell me the show was sold out. Sorry if that doesn’t particularly raise my confidences in your trustworthiness and security, fandango.
So yeah. I’m pissed, and crying (or was), because I know the movies going to suck, but cake it all, I’d been looking forward to going to a midnight showing pretty much since the release was announced. And now that doesn’t look like it’s going to happen, which means I’m not even going to get to see it the first day it comes out, because Friday the 19th is the last day of school before thanksgiving break, so I’m not going to be able to go to a movie that day, and I don’t know when I’d go over Thanksgiving, I could, but it would be the end of the week, since I’d want to wait until my sis was on her break, which doesn’t even start until thanksgiving day itself.
Oh, poor Luna! *hugshugshugs*
Aww… Poor Luna….
* Super hug*
*hugs*
It’s going to be okay.
Thanks guys. *hugs back*
Check it out, I’m totally heartless!
It’s not worth it. They SLAUGHTERED the story and plot points in HBP’s movie, and it was just…snogging and kissing with breaks for drama and AARRRRRGLBLHARGL. Anyway, I’m probably going to see it the last weekend, only because I like the scene with seven-or-so versions of Harry. So yeah, that doesn’t strike me as a problem-the movie won’t be decent at all, so why care?
w00t w00t w00t w000t w00t w00t!
I UDATED MY FANFICTION! FINALLY!
AND MY BEST FRIEND JOINED! I HAVE 123 HITS! LIKE, OH MY WUNG!
Halloween costume? Hmm… I’ll wear my masquerade mask if it and the feathers come on time. It’s going to be sort of plain without them. I’ll wear a nice dress with the mask.
Halloooo!
Just checking in for a little while, I’m currently rocking out to Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring.
*realizes that sounds rather silly*
But it did cause riots in Paris!
That’s not silly, that’s awesome.
Riot-causing music is the best kind.
I’m currently listening to “Animal Zoo”, by Spirit. I’m old school.
A lot of people in cars carrying two people are listening to riot-causing music.
I think my riot causing music is much older…
Did you hear the RadioLab about it? *adores RadioLab* It literally drove people mad, induced Schizophrenia, from what I understood! Stravinsky had to sneak out through a back window. But then the next year, it was performed again, and Stravinsky was a local hero, they carried him out on their shoulders they loved it so much. Now, it’s in Disney’s Fantasia!
Science is exciting!
No, I my dad actually told me about it after we watched the original Fantasia.
I also have the Firebird suite, which is BEAUTIFUL. I mean, what Stravinsky and I think of as beautiful.
Also, Stravinsky is awesome.
There’s nothing silly about that, classical can be the best genre of all for expressing epic themes and emotions.
Rocking out to Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring is awesome. I do that a lot.
“No no no you need to play that part like the Rite of Spring- pretend you’re sacrificing M!” :lol:)
(Also my friends and I make jokes about it.
ALL IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD ONCE MORE!!!! I GOT TICKETS TO THE MIDNIGHT SHOWING!!!!! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!
Erm, yes, sorry for the capslock. Just a bit excited.
Great!
YAY! That’s awesome… I’m reserving tickets for first thing November 20th.
I think I am going to have that HP movie marathon the night before after all for my birthday, but probably just going to invite my two closest friends.
Awesome!!!
My five day weekend went sooo fast! I can’t belive I will be shipped off to a torture chamber six hours a day ’till Friday!
I was at Jew camp around 8:30 last night, so here is the post I should have posted. Imagine that it is a time travel letter.
OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
WE’RE GOING TO THE WORLD SERIES
OH MY GOD
OH MY GOD
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH
GO
GIANTS!
It shut the Phillies fans up around here, so that’s all good.
Even if the Yankees didn’t win.
Boo Yankees! ththhttbtpt
Of course, they got farther than the Red Sox…someone should really stick them in the National League. Whatever.
Go Giants!
Okay, I officially love Percy Bysshe Shelley’s “To a Skylark”. It’s long and winding, but all of the descriptions of nature are so joyous, and the underlying feeling is so simple and sweet- the wish to be as free and happy as a bird.
KaiYves,
Have you ever heard a skylark? They are amazingly musical, and you somehow can hear them even though they fly so high that you can’t see them. It’s as if a tinkly, shimmery melody is raining down on you from some invisible source in the sky.
I never have, but now I want to.
Ok so the reason why I haven’t posted in a few days is because on Friday I went on an all-day field trip with my grade to *undisclosed location* which was relatively fun, and then yesterday literally did homework all day (I got slammed on Thursday, which entirely sucked….I guess the teachers thought that because we were going on a field trip on Friday, they should give us the equivalent amount of homework they would give on a three day weekend, but I guess somebody forgot to tell them that we had to be at school at 5:45 and got home at 11:15 so there was really no way we’d get any homework done on Friday) and then today had lots of stuffs going on, so it’s been pretty busybusy.
Life has been generally been going pretty well though, so it’s all cool. I mostly just feel like I have so much *stuff* in my head right now that some day it’s going to explode. There’s so much I have to remember, and it’s getting all jumbled up. I’m just going to have to take a couple of days to get it all organized again.
Right now I’ve mostly been thinking about high schools, (I might have talked about all this stuff before, but I’ll mention/update it again) and I’ve sort of narrowed it down to two schools, one of which I would never in a million years have considered last year but so far I really, really love it and can completely imagine myself going there. The other one is amazing – the campus is amazing, the academics are amazing, all the electives are amazing, etc, but the problem is that it’s expensive like you wouldn’t believe, and I really would have to get a substantial scholarship to go there, but I really, really want to. I’ve already visited the first one on a school day, but still have to visit the second (and “pricier”) choice. I’ve toured both the schools though. The possible third choice is a charter school, so even though it’s “free”, it’s practically impossible to get in. I’m going to apply and give it a shot, but not expecting to get a place there. Honestly though, if this is what high school’s like, I’m already dreading college.
1.I have not been posting as much as I ought to.
2.I am extremely thankful for coincidence. By chance I picked the right table to sit at this morning at brunch, and happened to remember that I was going to join a group, and am now part of that group. The group is preparing to fund-raise for Sierra Leon’s education system. So far things are working out.
Cruel world, how I hate you.
What’s wrong?
Long story, includes *name removed* and *name removed* and my crush. Will post later. I should be doing ,my homework.
I just have to say – You always have the cutest avatars. Good luck with your homework.
Danke you.
My itouch turned Danje into Fable! It’s not bilingual!
I just realized why this thread picture looks almost-familiar. October 2008 would have been right when I came to the blog. Two years…
For some reason I just thought of the plague of shrinking comment boxes that hit MB a few years ago. I don’t know what reminded me of it. That was bothersome.
Ooh, I’d forgotten those ’til you mentioned it….Dang, that was annoying.
I just realized I have no Halloween costume. Can I post a poll here?
*silence*
Okay, whatever, I will anyway.
Option 1: Zombie Schoolgirl
Option 2: Zombie Prom Queen
Option 3: Regular Schoolgirl
Please help! Cast your votes below!
Zombie schoolgirl; no question.
Zombie Schoolgirl.
I’m a zombie schoolgirl, complete with fake blood, gash wounds, a bloody crucifix and a school uniform ripped and bloodied beyond repair.
That’s. So. AWESOME!
Thanks!
I would send in picture, but I don’t think I am allowed
Okay. I may have mentioned this before, but my dad is running for Congress. U.S. Congress. If he wins, of course, I’ll have to move to the Washington D.C. area. His chances aren’t that great, but still, well, what if he does? And is it wrong to wish that he won’t win so I don’t have to move?
Cool!
He could theoretically move out by himself to DC and the rest of your family could stay put, but that would create a whole new set of difficulties, wouldn’t it? And I don’t think it’s wrong to wish that. Putting your own desires before someone else’s isn’t wrong.
(Within reason, of course.)
No. It would be hard to move. I’ve moved 4 times before I was 3.
cromwell:
Well, it might not happen, and if it does happen, you might enjoy it. That makes a fair number of possible futures in which you have nothing to worry about.
When major change does come, it usually starts with a lot of work to do and details to keep track of, all of which keep you too busy to notice much of what is happening. Then you’re in the new reality, and just finding your way around occupies most of your attention for a while. It’s all just learning, though, and you know you’re good at that.
Meanwhile, I think you can allow yourself to be extremely self-indulgent between now and November 3.
You’ll problembly just have two residences. You do have to live in your district part of the time.
I might get to meet Darren Criss.
OH. MY. GLEE.
Ooo cool! TELL.
On the website is an announcement that they’re holding meet and greet at U of M, which is not far away from me at all. So i may get to go as part of my Christmas present.
Get his autograph! I read about him in Entertainment Weekly!
Ooooh, lucky. And don’t just get his autograph like PM said, get me his autograph. I mean, Harry freaking Potter, hello.
And one for me!
I am so jealous you don’t even know.
[or is it envious? Either way, I am.]
O.O
LUCKY DUCK!
Yay! I got my headset for my costume and I might get my tie tomorrow!
Whee! Three cookies, three glasses of lemon Italian soda with cream, and a slice of pumpkin cheesecake. I think I’ve officially had too much sugar today. Oh, and a mini snickers bar. But it was delicious, and it’s my birthday, so I don’t care.
I got the best gifts, my favorite of which were books and a renewed subscription to Muse! I’m very happy.
Happy birthday!
Has anyone here written a dissertation on the effects of atmospheric pressure (low pressure in particular) on human psychology? Because there’s considerable low pressure in my area right now, and I’m bizarrely confused and weird. At my piano lesson earlier, my music seemed foreign, as though I’d never played it before. It’s not enjoyable.
Ah, don’t you just love teacher comments? According to my lit teacher, I am ebullient and am a intent and perceptive reader. (And everyone who’s ever known me says no, duh. This may also be an acceptable way to say “She nearly fainted when I said that she got to direct a production of Hamlet where money is not an issue.”) And according to my calc teacher, my enthusiasm for induction is evident, which is kind of an odd thing to say. And according to my chem teacher, I’m doing the best job ever in chem, which is impressive given that it’s considered one of the hardest classes in the school, and about half the junior class takes it. And I got 100% on the last test. (Okay, I’m totally bragging now.) But I’m really happy.
Here is what I did today:
1. Coughed up bits of my lungs every five minutes and trying to stop my nose from dripping snot the rest of the time.
2. Took a ridiculously difficult Chem test in which I could not remember the formula for ammonium. Was told later that the substitute was going around telling people what it was. Curses.
3. Made so, so, so many dead baby jokes in History. This is what happens when you discuss the Industrial Revolution with Montesquieu, Orion, and Rosseau (my friends in that class).
4. Slept through most of Algebra, what with having gotten 5 hours of sleep the night before, plus popping cough drops like potato chips in order not to cough so hard my rib cage flies out of my chest.
5. In English, my arts camp training actually came in useful! I can identify every one of the different versions of 1st person point of view! Hooray!
6. Skipped cross-country in favor of sitting in my mom’s classroom, reading Kavalier & Clay for the fourth time and coughing up bits of my lungs every five minutes.
7. Told all of my friends, enthusiastically, that my family has World Series tickets. We do! We have World Series tickets! We’re going to see the Giants in the World Series! Yay, us!
Is it wrong for me to say I love my pumpkin? It’s truly a work of art. Completely round, delightfully solid, and of course, a magnificent shade of orange.
Can’t wait to roast the pumpkin seeds!
Cool!
piggy– i am sure there must be scholarship on that…condolences! that sounds very uncomfortable
cat’s eye — i hate trying not to snot all over everything whilst taking a test….well i hate it the rest of the time too but test taking and colds is generally a bad combination. condolences for you too!
today is a perfectly beautiful autumn day! and today has been pretty good too, i have some ideas for my nano that are actually coming together so that’s good!
I’m jealous of your beautiful weather… *was woken up by tornado sirens this morning* Tornadoes at school are a whole lot less fun than tornadoes at home. They don’t even let you take out your laptop, even if you already have it with you.
I agree. Today I spent half an hour crouched against a wall of lockers >.<
Here, I’m pretty sure we had a tornado watch and all they did was send out an email two hours later.
Tornado watches mean nothing… Honestly, I’ve lived through a ton of tornado watches without even noticing.
We had one in the middle of gym…it was much more enjoyable.
I’ve lived through several tornados. Never right near my house, but we had to go to the basement and stay there for a while. I lived in Iowa until I was seven.
speller – yeah, so have I. We did get the big windstorm that everyone was talking about, though. All the squirrels were freaking out.
OH additionally….about how long (pages wise) would a ten minute play be? there’s a contest at school and i’m thinking of trying my hand at it, but i’ve never written anything like that before so i’m not sure how much i should be shooting for… *ponders*
Well at my high school there was a shorts fest at the end of every year, which seniors in the program directed. It was always interesting. Most of the student written ones were crap [EXCEPT for a serious one that was experimental and didn’t really have plot but it was AMAZING and I loved it even though it was so sad. Strangely, Asha the Polish exchange student was the only other person who loved it. Everyone else was confused.] anyway where was I. Oh! So my advice is that timing can vary depending on actors/directors (I did lighting [whee!] and cues were different every time), a read-through with some friends (internet friends could skype, just saying) would be best. and I’m sure your writing will be great, most high schoolers didn’t seem to understand how to write comedy. Too much overstating. A (seemingly too-simple) simple play with decent acting would fill ten mintes. Too much plot gets tricky.
Rule of thumb for a screenplay is one minute per page. I think it’s usually one to one and a half for stage plays. Of course, that is a very loose estimate but maybe enough for you to have an idea of what you’re in for.
59/59.1- Haha, yeeeep. From what I recall speller also lives in IL. Pretty strong stuff today. I was woken up this morning to go help cut up/drag my fallen-down favourite tree out of the driveway
Winds are getting faster (supposedly gonna hit 60mph at some point) and I’m heading down to the Chicago lakefront in an hour. Smart Jade. The windy city will certainly live up to its name today…
Yup, I’m in the Chicago area… Hmm… I think I can get away with not leaving my room, well, actually until Thursday, but I’ll probably run low on food at some point. So I’ll probably eat some meal in the cafeteria at some point.
Incidentally, the name windy city has nothing to do with weather (which you surely know).
Of course XD
But it is a well-kept secret apparently, cause no one else ever knows what I’m talking about when I mention it.
Wikipedia discusses three hypotheses, starting with actual wind (en . wikipedia . org/wiki/Origin_of_the_name_%22Windy_City%22).
I just got my report card. Guess what. I GOT ALL As! w0000000000000000000000000000t!
Congrats!!!!!!!!!!

Yay! *pies*
Whee! I’m home from school early because I couldn’t stop coughing during Algebra and nearly asphyxiated myself! I get chamomile tea and Jamba Juice! I get to watch Jon Stewart reruns instead of running cross-country! Being sick would be fun if I could stop coughing! *coughs*
Awwwwwwwww…that sucks. *cough medicine and cookies*
I love Jamba Juice! I had one this morning too, but that was because I had an orthodontist appointment during the first three periods of my school day. Add this to missing sixth period for soccer, and I was at school for just barely two hours today. Wheee….but I think I prefer that to being sick. Sorry for my rambling – get well soon!
Aw, feel better! *gives choklit munchies*
comments on 52-We would still keep the house, but since it’s just me and my dad at home, I would go to school in D.C. It probably won’t happen, but if it does, I’m sure that we can work something out. Of course, I would have to come in at the start of the second semester, which is bad in some ways, but good in others. I have a major project in Biology that I will finish the second semester (an experiment on cyanobacteria) that, presumably, I wouldn’t have to do.
Speaking of that project, my dad, who is a professor of Biology, knows someone who researches cyanobacteria, so I get cyanobacteria for free. Fun, right?
Yay cyanobacteria!
A science teacher running for Congress? Nothing against you, but I’d vote for him!
A scientist who actually does research! And a life scientist! There should be a quota for lawyers in Congress.
But but but … lawyers know laws! The stuff that government makes!
Nothing against your dad, I’m sure he’d be a great representative, but there are plenty of great lawyers, just like there are some bad scientists.
My mom’s friend works in a salon, and one of her coworkers needed models to practice cutting hair on for free, so I went to get my hair cut today. My mom told me that it was going to be a free haircut, and that they called the guy “Shaky”. See, I thought she was kidding when she said he was called Shaky, but she never finished explaining her joke. So, today I went to the salon, and as soon as the guy starts cutting my hair, his hands shake like crazy. I was so freaked out. He apologized a few times, and he said that he wasn’t going to take a cut unless he was absolutely sure he wouldn’t mess up. And, shit. I got one good haircut. Sure, I was sitting there for two hours, but my hair looks a-freaking-mazing.
And you know what? Today was just an awesome day overall. I got to walk home with a few really good friends that I don’t often hang out with. Ha, and one’s a guy, and he once again gave me insight into the male mind. Yup. Today was awesome.
And Glee is on now! Okay, can this day get better? No. It cannot.
64- *wishes he had a free source of cyanobacteria*
I just laminated my thorough cellular respiration diagram. I think that means I’m guaranteed an A+ on the test tomorrow, right? I’m pretty sure that’s how it works.
How does it go…If your report looks professional and has a clear plastic cover on it, you’ll get an A?
Okay, I’ll get my tie the day after tomorrow…
We had a cross country meet today, and when I was coming around the final turn, I crashed into a guy going the oposite way in another race and fell into the bushes. Physically, it didn’t hurt, but it wasn’t mentally a very good thing to happen just before the home stretch.
I’m using a mouse on my computer. It’s very strange. I haven’t used it since I got rid of my ancient PC. I’ve used the mouse on Mom’s computer, but only kind of, since I don’t use hers that much and since I’m used to the trackpad on mine I generally just use it on hers too.
I’m also realizing how much I appreciate the multi-touch trackpad on my mac. I just love this computer. With the old PC the trackpad was a pain to use, it wasn’t very responsive, and the texture made my teeth stand on edge. I love my computer. ♥
That said, whoadamn there are a lot of posts on here.
Uh, I skimmed them….I’ll try to actually keep up after this though.
Today, I walked home from school for the first time ever! (It’s a 20 minute walk, but I usually take the bus to and from school.) It wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought, except for the part where I had to cross a highway (but there was a pedestrian crossing, so that was good). I feel so empowered! I don’t have to rely on the bus! Woohoo!
And in other news, I am drowning in a swamp of homework/projects/procrastination. :U
Walking home is fun! I walk home when my parents can’t drive (I live a mile away from my school) I like feeling that I could go anywhere…
I changed my name to I Believe in Nargles. I don’t know why, but I did. In other news, I now have the task of quadruple fangirling.* Sigh*. It’s hard.
SFTDP
I just made THIS.
HOLY FANGCAKES! YOU USED IGGY”S NAME I VAIN! *gasp*
I Believe in Nargles.
My cat drives me SKY GODDESS!
Percy, the kid that forget his insult talent.
THAT WAS TO PROVE I CAN BE A MULTI-FANGIRL!
Angel will now force you and your Ka to listen to wizard rock, because the Fates said it be so.
THE ABOVE WAS A MUTI-FANGIRL SENTENCE!
how did you make that green?
skunk:
That question is answered on the HG2MB and the Smileys and Code Tricks page.
IBiN, if I were you I’d stick to pie girl. It’s much, much less confusing, even with the distinctive avatar.
Is this better?
Yes, thank you.
I need to watch some Scooby-Doo to get ready for Halloween. I have the first two seasons of “What’s New, Scooby-Doo?” on DVD, and there’s probably a lot of episodes online in parts. I could probably get some of the movies from the library if my mom would approve.
On a completely unrelated note, I am discovering John Denver’s music and I love it.
The early 2000s remake? *shudder* I have season 2 of Scooby-Doo Where Are You? on iTunes.
2002-2005, yes, but it really wasn’t shudder-worthy.
It was actually very good in terms of the art style, the facts thrown in about the foreign countries they visited and the legacy gags. (Plus: NO REAL MONSTERS, unlike several of the 70s revivals. Scooby-Doo should not have real monsters or ghosts.) Also, no Scrappy, and the entire Mystery Inc gang was featured instead of just Scooby and Shaggy.
The original is definitely the best and always will be, but “What’s New” was a good development on the legacy and brought the franchise into the new millenium.
The only Scooby-Doo things I like are the original series, The New Scooby-Doo Movies (for the lulz) and A Pup Named Scooby-Doo. I haven’t seen the most recent reincarnation of it (the one that debuted a few months ago), but I’m wary of it–Shaggy and Velma are in some sort of a relationship, and Daphne has an unrequited love of Fred. No me gusta.
I hear about the relationship stuff from a friend.
Friend: You might want to brace yourself for this next part.
Me: Okay. *doesn’t*
Her: …and Shaggy is with Velma.
Me:
But I like What’s New, Scooby-Doo. I’m also wary of the newest spinoff, however.
Waaaaait- Daphne has an unrequited love of Fred?
Wasn’t it supposed to be the other way around?
John Denver is amazing. Particularly Flying For Me.
Omigosh, yes.
I have half a mind to actually call up this radio station I like on January 28th and ask them to play it. Should I go for it?
Oh that would be awesome.
I’ve been planning to post the chorus on Facebook that day for some time now.
On (an external blogging site), I want to do a song for each of the crew members that week, with that one for McAuliffe and Jean-Michel Jarre’s “Last Rondez–Vous (Ron’s Piece)” for McNair.
I hadn’t heard Last Rondez-Vous before, but it’s really pretty.
By the way, was I right in my calculations that Jan 28 with be the twenty-fifth anniversary of Challenger’s explosion?
Yes, that’s correct, it will be the 25th anniversary.
Between then and now, I have to find songs that fit the others. I think “Love Like Rockets” by Angels and Airwaves is good for Scobee, and “Icarus- Bourne on Wings of Steel” for Smith, but I have no idea for any of the others.
OK, I have a mission for everyone here at the MB.
As we probably all know by now, The Hobbit will, in fact, be filming in New Zealand. The interesting part is that I will be in New Zealand next spring (more about that in the coming months). My dad has given me the priority of MAKING SURE that we can visit the set during filming. If there are any MuseBloggers who have connections at New Line Cinema, I implore you to get back to me on that.
Oooh, look into a tour of Weta Workshop!
I spent a good deal of today both baking and carving the best pumpkin ever
Tired so better explanation tomorrow, but the pumpkin is of a giant squid (of course, it’s me, what else would it be?) attacking a pirate ship. There’s also stars in progress around the edge so it can officially be a giant space squid. I’ll send in pics later.
it is THE BEST
*coughs some more* *hates being sick*
Best day ever! We had our Mole Day celebration in Chemistry (because Mole Day was a Saturday, and Monday we had a unit test, and the next class was today), and a few people got together and sang mole-themed songs. You have not lived until you have heard “Stairway to Heaven” being played on a ukelele.
And then in History I was in a group with Rosseau, pretty much the smartest person in my entire class, assigned to argue a certain philosophy of the Industrial Revolution. We got Utilitarianism, since it was the only one left, and spent the entire period in the computer lab debating it. The entire period! That’s an hour and a half! And let me stress that Rosseau is the best person to argue with of ALL TIME. We are the reasons that History was awesome last year. (Well, that and a guy who believed fervently that the U.S. should merge with Israel into one country and go take over China. He was hilarious to argue with.) Ultimate conclusion: Utilitarianism is overly idealistic, but overall one of the less noticeably flawed theories on the list. (Other theories are Luddism, Marxism, Free-marketism, etc.)
And then in Creative Writing we spent the entire period sitting on the floor in a circle telling ghost stories. And I will write some! And post them, and freak y’all out!
And I just got back from the WORLD SERIES GAME! The Giants are playing the Rangers, and what with me being the annoyingly obsessive Giants fan that I am, my parents managed to score tickets to Game 1! It was a very weird game. The Giants won, 11 to 7. I don’t think we’ve scored 11 runs since July. If even then! There was a woman in front of us who seemed physically unable to clap along with “Let’s go, Giants!” No rhythm at all, and I mean AT ALL. It was weird! There was also a really, REALLY annoying Rangers fan behind us who was obviously pretty drunk and kept swearing at the field. It took security until the sixth inning to eject him from the game. And then on the way down the stairs after the game, a guy shouted, “It’s my friend’s birthday! Can y’all sing happy birthday for him?” And every single person in the row begins singing, all starting at different times, all going at different paces, all singing in different keys.
The best part of baseball season is walking to my house from the BART station in all your Giants gear. Every single person reacts. They high-five you. They shout, “Go Giants!” They scream cheers. Even the cars passing by roll down their windows, shout, and honk their horns. I’ve high-fived about seven different policemen today, five security guards, and forty total strangers. It’s perfect.
You’re very lucky. I would like to go to a game – except for, you know, the whole different coasts thing.
Today I spent four hours in assembly listening to our principal yak about swearing… apparently he was showing some prospective parents around the school when two eighth-grade boys came up in front of them, swearing at each other, and one shoved the other against a wall. Not the kind of thing you really want to see at a place you’re considering sending your child.
Me: Who’s playing?
Dad: An artist formerly known as Prince.
Me: What’s he called now?
Dad: An artist formerly known as Prince.
Me: And now-?
Dad: An artist formerly known as Prince.
Hey, I’m back! Cool picture, by the way. Is the ball over? I was Queen of the Fishes, just FYI. Anyways, I’ve scrapped my original idea from NaNoWriMo and am going with dragons. I’m rambling now, so bye!
I believe it ends on the 31st, then it will stay open a bit longer for the traditional unmasking.
Okay. Well, I posted about three times, so, yeah…
Cool. I love dragons. I made it on GIMP.
WARNING
THIS POST IS NOT COHESIVE
Tomorrow’s going to be amazing! First of all, our school is always awesome before Halloween. The costumes, the people singing loudly down the hallway (that happens daily, though), the people chasing each other, the scooters in the halls… It’s amazing. Second of all, we’re making a pumpkin spit fire in chemistry. I have no clue how, but I absolutely love my chemistry teacher. She’s so immature and inappropriate, yet she still manages to be fabulous.
Today was awesome too! Everyone was actually nice to me in school (!!!) since it was my birthday. My brother gave me a TARDIS cell phone charm that lights up and spins when I get a call, and my mom bought me a beautiful necklace and matching earrings that are almost exact replicas of a wisteria plant, except the flowers are pearls.
Also, we finished organizing the music in the band room today! There were about ten piles, each four feet high, of boxes of music. It took us two weeks and lots of sneezes (the music was dusty and old), but we finally got all of the titles and composers written down, and all of the music into filing cabinets. While organizing today, I tripped. Fortunately, music is a very good cushion…
I think I might wear a Portia costume tomorrow. (Brutus’s wife from Julius Caesar.) My teacher suggested it; she said it would be easy-simply wear a chiton made from a bed sheet and attach a fake knife to your leg!
Er, what else? Nothing really. I cleaned my dog because she decided it would be a good idea to roll in her poop, and it was very warm outside. It’s been seventy for the past few days, and today it was seventy-five.
Now for homework! I’m not going to post much for the next week or so. Actually, make that the rest of the school year. I’M SO BUSY.
IT’S 75 WHERE YOU LIVE?! Lucky! We’re wearing our winter coats up here! I hate this time of year; it’s pretty at first but now most of the leaves have fallen and everything looks dead and gloomy. And it’s very misty. Bleh.
It’s about sixty-seven degrees where we are. In Massachusetts.
It was 81 degrees here today. It’s disgusting.
It was really misty this morning, too. You could hardly see; my friend was joking that there were dementors.
So, October 28th.
I stand by everything I said last year.
Exploration is what matters and all things will happen in good time. The hardware, the names, the programs, these are trivial.
What matters is the vision and the will that brings them into being.
Yay! Only a few more more days until Halloween!!! (And NaNo!)
Are you going trick-or-treating? If so, what are you being? I’m being the Salem Witch (think Gothic pilgrim girl).
That sounds awesome! I’m being Feathers Mcgraw. (Think penguin from Wallace & Gromit: The Wrong Trousers.)
WIN.
Yup! My best friend and I always go together, it’s really fun. Your costume sounds awesome!!! I’m being a sorceress. Black dress, sort of ruffly, bright blue ribbons, black high heeled boots, witch hat with feathers and purple roses, possibly a staff.
So you’re the witch that started all the trouble!
w00t! School play chosen! Beauty and the Beast, which I LUCKILY did in my summer camp this year. Yay!
That’s the musical my school’s doing this fall–this weekend and last, in fact.
We did that last year.
I just found out George Lucas was present at the landing of STS-1 (The first space shuttle flight) as a special guest of NASA.
I need to go lie down now, before my head explodes from the awesomeness.
I watched the Episode of Doctor Who: Rose just now and it was really good! It also had Billie Piper, who is one of my favorite actresses, so that was a plus. I’m now debating going as a TARDIS or Starbuck/Moby Dick for Halloween.
I need a great Halloween costume or my friend won’t let me in her house on Sunday. Any ideas?
The guy with the beret from xkcd. Or the main character from Buttercup Festival.
I’m in my “nature” mood lately.
2 ideas
1-Encyclopedia salesman. Yeah. That’s right. Just think about it.
2-The spirit of commercialism
Me-“I will eliminate your small candy business by undercutting your prices by half!”
Person-“The candy’s free.”
Me-“Then I’ll pay people to get candy.”
Person-“Aw, man.”
Me-“If you want to, you can be part of my chain…”
3rd idea-Jehovah’s Witness.
Zombie! It’s very easy, just cut up some clothes and add blooooooooooood.
You could also do mother nature- a green dress and add flowers, leaves, fake birds, etc.
Or real birds.
How about the Blue Screen of Death? That’s always scary. ^^
My friend was that one year. Another he was one of those monks from Monty Python and the Search for the Holy Grail, and this year he’s being the BP Gulf Oil Spill.
One of my teachers wrote different names on a whole bunch of “Hello, My Name Is” stickers and then stuck them all over her clothes today.
She was an identity crisis.
that is halarious
Piggy has added another instrument to his wide collection: a didgeridoo. I need a lot more practice with circular breathing–I can’t get the hang of it.
It can take years to learn.
Never try circular breathing while drinking soda. Trust me on this.
What is circular breathing?
Basically a way of being able to constantly exhale without having to stop for inhalation.
I suppose didgeridoo players who are also scuba divers have an advantage when they have to remove and recover their regulators, then.
I’ve also read somewhere that learning to play the digeridoo is an effective treatment for sleep apnea and snoring.
Snoring? I need to teach my dad to play the digeridoo ASAP!
How do you do it?
OK, scratch the New Line connections scheme. How about any MBers in New Zealand that we could connect with while we’re there?
Have you looked into tours of Weta Workshop?
Would that happen to be where they do greenscreen work?
Actually, I just checked on their website, and they never allow public workshop tours.
I’ll try to convince them to let us in, though. 
circular breathing is ridiculous. RIDICULOUS. last time i saw it i was sitting maybe four feet away from conan o’brien’s trumpet player and he was holding this not out for FOREVER and i was like OH MY GOD I WANT YOUR SKILLZ
hey guys, i’m going to DC tonight. SO EXCITED.
i was kim pine for halloween
i’m missing the vast majority of the parties though, because DC!
also had a preliminary apartment-searching meeting with my friends that i’m getting an apartment with next year! it will be the bessst.
Halloween costumes. Oh lordy.
So, I always think up these great ideas and then forget until I’m too short of time to actually do it. *sigh*
Some of the ideas I’d thought I might do this year:
-a painting; dress up like a painting and devise some sort of harness to hold a picture frame around the upper half of my body.
-some personification of an ideal, as is often found in 18th and 19th century art. Often represented as a beautiful young woman wrapped up in psudeo-Greek or Roman clothing (basically a white sheet and a belt) and some sort of armor or helmet and holding various torches, twigs of symbolic plants, etc. and leading the masses out of their sorry state. This is something I REALLY want to do at some point.
-a stick figure/kid’s drawing. Dress up in white or grey and then put thin-ish black strips of fabric over it, down my torso and limbs. Pull hair back and paint face white with black “face” drawn on, possibly even make some sort of head piece for “hair.”
Realistically, if I dress up probably the latter is what I’ll do, as it’d be the easiest. But SOMEDAY I shall go as the personification of an ideal, and probably no one will know what I’m supposed to be. *volleys of sighs*
Which ideal?
The painting would be pretty cool. One of the girls in my wing was The Girl with the Pearl Earring today.
I was a painting a few years back. My friend was the artist. ‘Twas fun, and rather easy.
Have you heard about this really creepy yet oddly ironic looking movie called “Zombie Roadkill”? The previews should be rated R, because there’s so much blood, but the plot sounds (as much as I hate to say this) funny. This was the preview: A person runs over a squirrel. Zoom on squirrel’s face. *opens eyes* Cut to someone being attacked by a said squirrel. Cut to a girl with blood pouring out their empty eye sockets. Cut to kid running form zombie skunk, which jumps on kid, kid is seen thrashing around and dragged under a car. Cut to man with flamethrower. *fire*Cut to ZOMBIE ROADKILL in big letters. Like I said before, the plot sounds twistedly silly.
Also: see Happy Tree Friends! Pointless animated blood and gore! All the characters are cute furry animals! Blood! Guts! Fun! Not for the squeamish!
I admit it, Happy Tree Friends is pretty stupid. But for some reason it’s hilarious. Maybe there’s something worng with me. Oh, and several charcters are bunnies, one of them is pink, and there’s a hot pink beaver.
Anyway, the whole reason I’m writing this is because it all points to one thing: cute furry animals are taking over the world and are being very bloody about it indeed. Coincidence? Prehaps. Prehaps not. Decide for yourselves.
MB looks weird on the school computers…
Urgh. If any of you can persuade those pesky butterflies in my stomach to take up residence elsewhere–anywhere else–I would be eternally grateful. The sooner the better. Please.
why do you have butterflies in your stomach?
My best guess would be “love”, or something along those lines….Still trying to figure it all out, but it definitely is due to a certain individual of the opposite gender.
*hugs and butterfly nets*
I printed out my ID badge for my Flight Controller costume!
So…since everyone is talking about their Halloween costumes, I suppose I’ll share mine.
I’m the Salem witch. We ordered a costume for Wednesday, and got a bonnet to go with. Then I got purple lipstick, white-ish face powder, and black nail polish.
Of course, there were no witches at Salem. Everybody tried for witchcraft in Massachusetts was innocent.
On the other hand, there aren’t any zombies, either, but I’m sure I’ll see plenty of zombie Halloween costumes this year.
Then I suppose the new “Sorcerer’s Apprentice” (With Jay Baruchel *fangirl hearts*) got it’s facts wrong when it said that girl “put Salem on the map”? Ah, well.
♥ Agreed.
Do you know why Jay is so awesome?
HE’S FROM CANADA. THAT’S WHY. *more fangirl hearts*
The only lame guy from Canada is Justin Bieber, and Dylan from Maximum Ride, but the are both the same person.
Well, getting innocent people tortured, imprisoned, and hanged is quite a witchy thing to do…
Hey GAPA’s, am I allowed to switch the e-mail address I use on MB? I don’t want to give too much away, but I’ve made an address that I want to use here instead of my other one, which is more for personal use, and I was just wondering if that was ok…
No problem.
Ok, thanks! I didn’t think it would be a problem, but I just wanted to be sure… I already have the gravatar account with this address, but I just changed the picture so I’m not sure if it’ll show up right away…
You know what’s scary (well, not really), is how me and Alan think so much alike sometimes…
About an hour or two ago, I heard a few snippets of words from my roommate’s (suitemate’s) TV, where she was watching something in her room. One of those words was “Edward”, followed up with something about “Dad, I’m a virgin”, and so that totally put twilight into my head. Which morphed into, Yeah, now THAT would be a good suggestion for a horror movie, because there’s nothing more horrifying than that garbage.
Five minutes ago, Alan calls. To tell me he just had a good horror movie suggestion. Eclipse. It was amusing, cuz, I mean, I’d just been thinking along the same lines not even an hour prior….
Anyway, yeah. My roommate (suitemate, whatever you want to cal her) was totally watching New Moon. I always knew she had issues, but, jeez. twi-crap.
Has everyone written their letters to the Great Pumpkin? Halloween’s just a day away!
So today I wore my costume to school. I’m Death, from the Sandman. I got a lot of confused looks because, while I go to a nerdy school, no one’s nerdy in the way that they would read 80s comics written by Neil Gaiman. Or so I thought. In the cafeteria, I was standing in line to get food.
Random guy(F): Hey, Shadowfire!
Me: Huh?
F: You’re Death, right?
Me: *cheers*
F is actually a pretty cool guy, so I’m happy.
I just saw this horrible piece of spam on the H*G*2*M*B on the recent comments bar and was like, WTF? I mean, WTF? Why does anyone want to post this sort of stuff on random sites in the Internet???
I was just clearing out some spam on [another website], and–I can’t be sure, because I only glanced at it–but I think the email address was something like “ahopbbunny@something”. I’m scared.
I hate it when spam is written in Russian or is just random letters. When it’s meant to actually say something in English it can be funny. My favorites have been:
-“May I sex dating with you?”
-Something including the “laissez-faire economy of motorcycles, ATVs, utility vehicles” and “turning a regular skirt into a bubble skirtâ€
A regular skirt can be turned into a bubble skirt.
So I hear.
I was playing around with the Superhero Name Generation on Seventh Sanctum, and I got “Hunt Hunter”.
Oooh, and now “Air Airlines”.
Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear today! I’m on my way out, yay!
Be sane! (I can’t in good conscience say “be fearful.”)
*is veryvery envious* Have so much fun! Say hi to Jon Stewart for me!
Wow, have fun!
I was going to try to make it to the local edition in my city, but it’s at the same time as my friend’s soccer game.
Woe is Koppar, for she has THE PLAGUE.
I hate colds. I’m not sure if what I have is a cold, though, because I seem to have a fever and those usually aren’t a symptom of a cold. Whatever this is, I hate it. Ugh.
On a less mucus-y (ick) note, I’m watching the Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear on a live stream with my parents.
You poor thing. I hate being sick.
I hope you feel better soon.
Feel better soon!
Did my laundry yesterday. When a couple of my shirts came out of the washing machine they were a size smaller. Guess not all the cotton clothing is preshrunk.
Culture shock pops up in the weirdest ways.
I’m not trick-or-treating this year. I’m going to have a friend over tonight and watch Alien and hand out candy at a friend’s house tomorrow.
Heyyy my darling GAPA(s)? Can I send you a picture of my epic jack-o’-lantern? Or can you steal a picture of it from The-Site-That-Shall-Not-Be-Named and post it? I am ridiculously proud of it and I want to show it to EVERYONE XD
98- Hehe. I was Delirium last year, although I didn’t actually go anywhere
Maaaannn I have NO idea what to dress up like this year. I mean, I’ll be spending 6 hours tomorrow morning in a car on my way back to collegeland, but when I’m actually there I’d like to have a costume : P
I also should proooobably pack and stuff.
Do you want both of them posted?
Well, I’m mostly infatuated with the Giant Squid one, but I wouldn’t complain if the dragon one was posted as well. Only when you have the extra time to do so, though, of course!
You have every right to be proud of such a beautifully designed and executed work. And a most fitting subject to see us through the last day of the October Random Thread.
Okay, so I woke up at 6 for the XC meet after having had a lot of trouble sleeping the night before, went to school, got on the bus, rode an hour and a half to the park, cheered for my brother, who set a personal record, then ran myself and ran a 5K in less than 29 minutes for the first time ever!
Just-after-sunrise in a park full of leaves that are turning wonderful colors and gently falling that also happens to be on the Long Island Sound when the air is so clear you can see to Connecticut is wonderful. The whole world looks beautiful.
Jade, luv, I think I told you this on the site that shall not be named, but you are brilliant, and that pumpkin is absolutely flamablamablous.
Your pumpkin’s gorgeous, Jade! I’m thoroughly impressed with your carving skill.
So considerate, GAPAs!
And as it’s only in silhouette, I’m not alarmed and can enjoy this pumpkin for the wonderful work of art it is.
That pumpkin is amazing!
Oh. My. Cake. Jadestone, your jack-o-lantern is awesome!!! Did you use a stencil?
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Many prizes goes to the decoder. (Hint: involves Dvorak, but no classical music)
“me- hey
friend- hello
me- what time tommorrow?
and what costumes?
friend- i don’t know what time, and i have a suit for the johovas whitness
me- how about a briefcase?
friend- i made the game that was on you calculator! i will be posting it on pacebook soon”
I don’t get it.
It’s a conversation about halloween and a calculator game. If you want, I can upload it…
And GAPAs-nothing in the previous comment is not allowed on MB.
I just failed, trying to play Fireflies on piano. Jade, your pumpkin is awesome. And my new background for my laptop.
Jadestone, I absolutely love your pumpkin. Yay for space squids! I carved my pumpkin tonight… I followed Beret Guy’s lead and carved a pumpkin in my pumpkin. My sister carved Harold. I doubt anyone is going to get it, but whatever. Halloween should be fun. I’m dressing up as Hermione, which is my default costume, but whatever. I have a feeling I’ll be wearing it a lot, actually, since I’m going to a midnight showing of Deathly Hallows, and I’m going to an HP quiz bowl tournament in January.
I’m not actually wearing my costume to the midnight showing of DH. I’m “just” going to wear a bunch of my HP apparel…..But it should hopefully be totally awesome, although I’m a bit leery, given Yates’s track record…
I one-upped Beret Guy’s design and carved a pumpkin in a pumpkin in a pumpkin in a pumpkin in a pumpkin in my pumpkin. It was more or less based on ThinkGeek’s “Recursive Pumpkin Pumpkin Pumpkin” design, but it has one more layer of pumpkin because my sister thought the design wasn’t big enough the first time I sketched it out.
Nice. *has no actual skills in carving, so just went with the basic pumpkin* I would have done the Banach-Tarski one, but it’s a bit hard to implement in real life even if I do believe the axiom of choice.
I second all the ‘wonderful pumpkin’ comments. ‘Tis amazing.
And I’m not at all sure what I’m doing for halloween. My friends have been planning on going as a horde of zombies, but various parts of that are doubtful, I don’t have my costume started, we won’t be around much for me to work on it tomorrow, and zombies really aren’t my style. And I’m not ever certain we’ll be in town. So we’ll see how that works out.
Fortunately, I think I can get by with fake blood on a t-shirt, an old pair of jeans with a hole in them, and makeup provided by my friend. Or else throw that out the window and go as someone from the early 1800s. That costume wouldn’t be hard at all, I’ve got everything necessary.
Our last marching band competition was tonight. I had been worried because we were in the biggest class against four really good bands, but once we got on the field and started our show I knew we had something going for us. The show is Appalachian Seasons, based off Aaron Copland’s symphony and an Appalachian carol, and it always gives me chills, especially when we were warming up tonight. By the time we were off the field and our drum major, a senior, started talking, I was crying a little. There was something in that show tonight that was just incredible. Everyone was beaming and we were all hugging each other and it was the most wonderful feeling.
I adore band.
It sounds great. I love the Appalachian symphony.
Jesucristo, fantastic pumpkin. I would kill to be able to carve that well. All I can manage is an anime-style cat. *sigh* It’s incredibly awesome! Trick-or-treaters are going to be flocking towards your door!
I went to my friend’s birthday party last night. It was pretty awesome! We spent pretty much the entire time working under the assumption that we were all living in a horror movie and at least one of us was going to die. The birthday friend, code name Daphne, kept saying that there was no chance she would die because she was the birthday girl. Her friend Amazon, who sleeps with supplies under her bed in case of the zombie apocalypse, was wise enough to point out that she had marked herself for death by saying that. I had a Chekhov’s Gun in the form of a screw that had unscrewed itself from the chair of my desk, which I then used to fight off the zombie horde. We carved pumpkins. I drew Daphne a comic. It was fun!
Pumpkin = awesome.
Rally to Restore sanity and/or Fear= FANTASTIC.
So, there were hordes and mobs, but it was cool. Everyone was pretty polite and just like “hey this is cool, we’re in DC rallying for sanity, oh whoops, ‘scuse me ma’am, I’m just trying to get through here, thanks!” Okay, so there was a little more yelling than that, but overall it was a very friendly horde.
I ended up sitting on a fence the entire time (my posterior, it still hasn’t forgiven me) kind of hanging on to Pip for dear life lest the zip ties holding the fence from tipping broke with the strain. I could see the screens and bits of the stage, but not any of the action on the stage. They’d put a screen right in front of it, so anyone behind the screen couldn’t see anything happening on the stage, except for entrances and exits of the performers. But it was still awesome.
Weird thing: no one’s cell phones worked. And EVERYONE was trying to call EVERYONE ELSE and find people and tell folks they were there and who knows what else, but it was insane. The servers were totally jammed and you’d just stand there trying to call and the phone is going “connecting…connecting…connecting…….call ended.” Same with texts. It was intense and made finding people that much harder. But, like I said, everyone was in pretty good moods, so it was okay.
As for what was actually said and all, it was fun. A lot of musical performances, debates and skits with Jon Stewart and Steven Colbert, as to be expected. But in all of it some good points were made. And then at the end Jon Stewart made, what I thought, was a very thoughtful and sincere serious (but with a few funny bits) speech.
In all, I quite enjoyed it and will probably be talking about it for awhile.
Then after the Rally I met up with Ebeth and Vendeval, and we went to get food with my parents and Pip. Unfortunately, Robert couldn’t make it into town, so we had to do without his company. *sadness*
But it was good.
We saw a place called “Muse Lounge” which we thought was Muse lingerie at first, then Muse loungewear and then finally Muse Lounge. It was sad; we wanted matching HPB bra and panty sets. With hot pink lace, obviously. Alas, ’twas not to be.
And now it’s 2:26 AM my time and I am in desperate need of sleep.
I would’ve loved to go to the rally, but I’m across the country. So, not so much.
Muse Lounge: win.
Muse lingerie
Jadestone, that is truly a magnificent pumpkin.
I’m having some trouble with my Nazgul mask… and trick-or-treating starts in a couple of hours…
OH MY GAWD AWESOME CARVING!!!!!
Fiddler-Glad to hear you didn’t get trampled!
Cat’s Eye-The best I can do is a scary face with some semi-intricate eyes. :/
I did a cat last week, but it got all rotted and now it doesn’t look as good.
My pumpkin is a Maximum Ride jack-o-lantern. Yes, I went there.
Cool! What does it have on it? I just finished my pumpkins, and I’m getting pumpkin guts everywhere on the keyboard, so yeah. One’s a lopsided…laughing…grinning…thing. It kind of scares me-it wasn’t supposed to turn out like that. The other’s an HPB, although it’s not very good. I imagine it’ll look kind of creepy when we light them up…
Jade, you are officially amazing. *worships* How long did that take you to carve? This year I was a loser and used Sharpie.
Pathetic, I know.
I’m going trick or treating tonight (For the first time in a couple of years, actually, because the last few years I was the one passing out the candy at my house – I’m not really one for trick or treating normally, but passing out candy while *occasionally* snacking on it yourself is surprisingly fun) with some friends who begged me to come along.
Plus we’re Peace, Love, and Happiness, so it would be sort of weird to have the Peace and Love part but not the Happiness, so I agreed. We’re wearing these huge t-shirts with a peace sign, heart, and smiley face on the front, bright glasses (that glow in the dark, which is awesome), and we did wear jean shorts and colorful tights when we wore the costumes to school on Friday, but we’re probably just going to stick with regular jeans tonight since it’ll be cold. Oh yeah, and high ponytails and Converse. It was quite a win, a lot of people thought it was cool even though most people just thought that we were 80’s girls, so we had to quickly correct them on that.
Happy Halloween!
Thanks guys! I didn’t use a stencil. I drew the design on a piece of paper so I’d know how I wanted it to go, then re-drew it freehand on the pumpkin before cutting it out. I’d say it took me maybe 6 hours spread out over 2 days, and the whole time I was working I was next to the computer and taking internet breaks so it’s probably closer to like 4 hours. So much fun
Being driven back to collegeland in like ten minutes, yay!
Amazing pumpkin! I could never do something like that. You’re fabulous!
THAT PUMKIN IS AWESOMLY TERRIFFIC!!!!!!!!!!!!
jade, you are magnificent.
Friday at school was awesome, as usual. This year we had a bunch of seniors dressed up as bullfighters- all white clothes with roses in their mouths and carrying a humongous Spanish flag through the halls while chasing a bull. A kid who has a service dog who can tell when he’s going to have a seizure dressed up his dog in a king costume. We also had swine flu, male fairies (they were disturbing..,), and guy in a tux and a gas mask with a top hat. One senior who always (ALWAYS) wears khakis or nice looking jeans and a polo wore sweatpants and a t-shirt.
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And oh my god! My brother and I carved a portal pumpkin last night! His first idea was red ring of death, and then mine was the companion cube. In the end, we settled on the cartoon type thing (I don’t know what to call it) with the stick figurey thing hugging the companion cube, and there’s a heart coming from the hug. It looks so epic. I used my speedball to do the shading on the companion cube.
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I don’t think I’m doing anything tonight; maybe I’ll just invite some friends over, despite my cousin insisting that I should do what she did when she was my age: egging people, attacking them with shaving cream, getting candy, drinking, staying up late, wandering around the neighborhood, etc. Yeah… not happening. The craziest thing I’ll do tonight is make a fire in the fire pit. *sigh*
This is going to sound weird, but I feel like I’m missing out on being a teen sometimes. Not that I want to drink and stuff, but I just feel like there’s something that I’m missing, and I have no clue what it is. *more moody sighs*
Happy Halloween! AMAZING PUMPKIN AMAZING PUMPKIN Okay. The pumpkin is amazing. It’s Halloween, and I still haven’t carved a single pumpkin…bleh. We have a ton from our garden, too, so I really need to get started, but I stayed up super late at a sleepover watching Doctor Who, and Revenge of the Pink Panther (Yay! Exploding fireworks factory!), so I’m putting it off. Plus, it’s rather cold outside. YAy! HAlloween IS HEre! *HAppiness*
Sweet pumpkin. I’d go as a Dalek today, but it’s too late to make one and saying trick-or-treat is kind of embarrassing now. So I’m going to a friend’s house to hand out candy.
Gah. The problem with my Luna costume? It shows off enough of my legs that I feel I have to shave. Which a) means I’ve now shaved twice in 3 days, which is way more often than I normally would this time of year, since it’s cool enough outside I can wear jeans 24/7, which means I feel no inclination to shave, and only do it about once a month, and b) my good razor, of course, has a dreadfully dull blade, because I’ve not gotten the chance to get a replacement blade, assuming they even still sell one for that model.
Which means I’m stuck with a crappy disposable razor, which is hell on earth. Friday, I gave myself lovely razor burn. Today, I’m pretty sure I shaved an actual chunk out of my armpit, or at the very least nicked it decently (holy cake, shaving cream STINGS), and then I managed to get an inch long slash by my right knee, with a half/quarter inch slash paralleling it, because the blasted razor thought it would be a better idea to just cut straight into my skin than slide along it, despite copious amounts of (crappy) shaving cream. Because that’s the other thing. The shaving cream I like, and have been using for several years now, I couldn’t find when I went shopping earlier this semester. So I got stuck with some crappy stuff, that not only is rather crappy, is scented. And I really don’t like scented stuffs.
So yeah. Absolutely brilliant fun time. Those of you girls on here young enough never to have shaved your legs? Honestly, don’t do it. Just don’t. Especially if you ahve nice, fine, pale blonde hair on your legs that is pretty much invisible, because if you start shaving, you’ll get dark, coarse hair, which is very much visible and ugly and means you can’t just stop bloody shaving. So yes, those are my words of womanly wisdom of the day.
At camp last year I gave my friend one of my extra Market Basket disposable razors, and she cut herself on the ankle. She tracked blood all the way from the showers to her cabin and ruined a towel.
You might want to consider an electric razor. That’s what I use – no need to bother with shaving cream, no nicks/cuts, and only the occasional worry of finding replacement batters every once in awhile, but besides that… You just have to spend some time to look for a decent quality one – because many of them are crappy – but the one I have wasn’t expensive and works well.
hee hee. But yeah, to any girl that hasn’t started shaving – once you start, you can’t really stop because the hair will grow back faster, thicker, and darker – so make sure you’re well aware of that fact. And be careful!
I’ve used disposable before too, and even though you do get a slightly cleaner shave, I don’t shave too often anyways (especially in winter) and hated getting nicked, so to electric I went!
Hair doesn’t really darken — it’s just that new hair hasn’t yet been faded by exposure to light.
So how come as people get older their hair (on their head) tends to get darker? Do older people spend more time indoors, so their hair doesn’t get exposed to light as much?
Aha! Q&A!
I would hazard a guess that that’s more genetic, or something. I’m pretty sure my parents were both blonde (or more fair haired, anyway) when they were kids. Now they both have very dark brown hair.
My sis and I when we were really little had extremely, extremely pale blonde hair (so very pretty), my sister’s is now a light brunette–maybe a blondeish brunette color? And my would best be described as dirty blonde in regular lighting conditions, and a very lovely golden color when the sun shines through it (I love the way it looks with sun shining through it….), but I’ve started to noticed random, very dark hairs amongst the dirty blonde, which makes me sad, because I want my hair to stay the color it is…..
My hair sounds the same as yours. It started out extremely blonde but is now more of a dirty blonde (or, as my friend likes to say, clean brunette). My mom’s was the same way and hers is now brown, so I’m nearly resigned to that.
Shaving: I usually keep it up even through the winter just because soccer=shorts and soccer never ends. I don’t have a good razor, however, so it’s more of a bother than it should be.
Robert –
Now I’m excited!
Luna –
Oh! Same with my hair… and my parents also say they were blond as kids, and now their hair is extremely dark. And interestingly enough, they both have indoor jobs, so that supports my theory! I’m hoping my hair stays light though…
i used to use an electric razor, but i found them incredibly frustrating. my strategy is to just shave in a very half-ass, not-pressing-down kind of way so it looks presentable without any actual danger of cutting myself. i don’t really care if my legs are super smooth or not
If you just let it grow out, it goes back to what it originally looks like. I heard that electric razors don’t shave as cleanly as normal ones, is that true?
I’m pretty sure that “once you start, you can’t really stop because the hair will grow back faster, thicker, and darker” is an urban legend. For one thing, think about it – your hair is dead. How would it know you’re shaving it? Why would shaving make it grow any faster? How would it become thicker? You’re not adding hair follicles when you shave. It may look like you have more hair after you shave, but I think that that’s because of the angle at which the blade cuts – normally hair is kind of tapered, but shaving slices it off, forming a blunt end that’s a bit more visible. If you let that hair grow out, though, it goes back to normal.
For the record, I think shaving is silly.
They are old wives tales. I think hair will grow at different paces depending on the season though.
Jade’s pumpkin: I am struck almost speechless by how epic that is.
119–Midnight Fiddler: I’m glad you had fun! I am sad that you couldn’t expand your collection of HPB apparel, though.
So, I’m not trick-or-treating this year, but I am dressing up. I am going to be a Steampunk aviatrix! Plum-and-black striped shirt; black knee-length pants with two white stripes running up the side of each leg; lovely black coat with lots of buttons; white-on-black pinstriped fedora; silver Steampunk aviator goggles. ‘Tis a lovely, lovely “costume”.
Happy Halloween, everyone! I hope you’ve all been good for the Great Pumpkin!
Cool costume, CP!
RALLY TO RESTORE SANITY
OMG IT WAS FANTASTIC
and kind of mind-blowing. i kept turning around and being like “GUYS. WE’RE IN DC. FOR THE RALLY.”
i just went to DC and back and saw jon stewart, stephen colbert, cat stevens, ozzy osbourne, kid rock, shania twain, the mythbusters, and a bunch of other people for less than $100. COLLEGE IS THE BEST EVER
i also got to see vendy and fern and fern’s man and fern’s parents! (though not robert, because there were a ZILLION people floating around. the streets were absolutely packed)
so okay i guess i’ll monster-post this and start from the beginning. i was having an absolutely terrible day, so i was excited, but not really in an excited mood (which is maybe why being there was so mind-blowing once i was there). i went to the drackett lobby to meet up with everyone and mostly played the piano in the corner until ben showed up, and then i ranted at him in the corner. then sarah’s dad showed up to take us to hilliard (the pick-up place for the buses was a wal-mart in hilliard. whut.) and we crammed 9 people into a van that technically held 7, which was fun. we got there a bit early, so we decided to go to wal-mart and get some food (i had cheez-its, but i wanted something sugary too and other people didn’t have anything). as soon as we got inside we saw a girl in a reddit shirt and were like “OMG REDDIT! DC?” and then we all bonded and it was magical (keller and kelsie and i are redditors as well) i bought some sour patch kids which was a Good Decision!
and then we went off on the bus. it was fairly uneventful. leigh anne and i ate cheez-its and then i stole ben’s ipod and listened to ayreon and we fell asleep for a bit. we got to union station early (at around 7:30) and everyone was like “ooh, there’s mcdonald’s let’s get breakfast” and i was like “pfft, i’m going to sbarro’s” (my breakfast was so much more delicious) we took our time on the way to the mall and stopped to take pictures at monuments and such. we actually went inside the library of congress. i’d seen it all before, but this was keller’s first time in DC and there were a few other people who had just come on their 8th grade trip and not gone inside most of the buildings. so that was cool.
then we got to the mall and i was going to try to meet up with people. i found vendy but he was in the special people-who-got-there-super-early section and they weren’t letting anyone else through. plus it took forever to find him, so we decided to just watch the rally and meet up afterwards. we managed to get the news out before the phones all stopped working, there were so many people that everything got all jammed up. so i went back and found half of my group (the other half had splintered off and were unable to find us again) and we were rally-famous for a bit. we all sat down and started to play magic the gathering and everyone crowded around like “omg you’re playing magic! i need a picture of this!” we finished my cheez-its and met some super nice people sitting next to us who gave us muffins. they were maybe our age or slightly older and they were all from the DC area and they were really impressed that we’d come all the way from columbus.
then rally! honestly, it is probably online somewhere so instead of describing it i’m just going to tell you to go watch it. it’s totally worth it.
afterwards everyone else was waiting around to get out the real entrance, but i was ilke “pfft” and jumped the fence and ended up being separated. so i got to a place a few blocks past the mall where my phone worked and called ben and left a message saying “yeah, i’m just gonna go get chinese, i’ll meet up with you guys later” then i went on a Quest for the Blue Triangles! i walked around the whole section of the art gallery that i was near, and then i went back to a working-phone area and called fern. she said it was between that building and another building, so i was like “okay i will go look again.” i walked around the whole thing again and didn’t see any other buildings. i was about to give up and was trying to get to another place where i could call fern when she ran up to me and i saw the blue triangles. turns out the other building was across the street! silly ebeth is silly. vendy was already there as well. keiffer couldn’t make it, unfortunately. so i met fern’s parents, who are very nice people, and we went back to their car to go to chinatown. we got almost there and decided it would probably be faster to walk, so we parked and walked to a restaurant of deliciousness. robert told us he couldn’t make it and i cried tears of bitter sorrow.
the line was pretty long but while we were waiting, fern and i saw a shop down the street that we thought said “muse lingerie” and got all excited to go buy bras with hot-pink bunnies on them. unfortunately it was just “muse lounge” but that was okay. we took pictures.
then we ate DELICIOUS CHINESE FOOD yumyum. i left a bit later than i probably should have, because of the deliciousness and the awesomeness of everyone. the plan was to take the metro from chinatown to union station, but when i got there they said there were too many people down there so they were closing the metro for a while until it cleared up down there. so i walked! super fast! i started off going in the wrong direction, in typical ebeth fashion, but i figured it out at H and 10th and turned around to go back the other way. so i went down like six or seven blocks to massachusetts and then went down there to union station (which was slightly farther than i’d though, so i panicked a bit and asked people where it was and they were like “uhh, that building right there” xP)
i had expected all my troubles to be ended when i reached union station…WRONG. when we’d gotten there in the morning, the only people around were the ones who’d gotten off the buses with us. the main hall had been completely empty. i walked in and it was CROWDED. all the shops had been closed in the morning too, so it had been super quiet, and this was just a wall of noise and lights and people and i got really confused. i knew it was downstairs, so i went down and there were even MORE lights and people and noise, so i called ben and was like “I AM TOTALLY LOST HELP” and he didn’t know what to tell me so he met me in the main hall to bring me there. we started up the stairs and i was like “wait, isn’t it downstairs?” and he was like “this is the way we came before and this place is SUPER CONFUSING so i’m just going back this way” and i was like “okay fair enough”
we made it back to the bus sort of on time ish (after the boarding time but before it was scheduled to leave!) on the way back ben and i started watching dead alive, but then i fell asleep so we gave up. then i woke up and we had confusing conversations and then i fell asleep again. the bus driver was really nice and agreed to take us to lane&neil so we wouldn’t have to try to find a ride from hilliard at 3 AM, so in my case and the case of the majority of my group, we were dropped off right by our dorms (a few of us lived on south campus, so they had to walk a bit). then i shoved everything on my bed onto the floor (i NEED to clean my room today) and fell asleep in my clothes and slept until JUST NOW.
“silly ebeth is silly”.
For some reason I find that line hilarious.
I’m glad you had fun though! It sounds like it was pretty awesome!
Cool costume!
All of the little trick or treaters are looking at our chickens, and it’s ADORABLE! “Oh my gosh! You have chickens! Can we see them?” It’s like our yard is a petting zoo. Except one year, these kids just decided to start chasing them around the yard… without our permission. And the parents just stood their and laughed. Some people are really rude.
ADORABLE CONVERSATION:
Little kid: Woah! Chickens! Do you kill them and eat them for dinner?
My brother: Yeah, every day.
Little kid: Woahhhh… And do you sell them to McDonalds to make McNuggets? [McNugget is actually the name of one of them.]
Brother: Mhmm. All the time.
Kid: Wow….
After a fantastic day yesterday, I’m having the worst day I’ve had in a long time. Wooo.
So I went to a Rally! There were lots of people there, including several MuseBloggers and many members of another online community, so it was slightly bizzarre seeing all these posters and like OMG MEME. The rally itself was really cool, as Ebeth said I was towards the front of the mall pretty close to the stage so that was cool! Afterwards I met Fern & Co., and Amy Goodman was on the side of the street! So it was like meeting a celebrity! But it turns out not really because nobody else knows who she is.
Then we ate Chinese food! I was deliciiiiiiiious, save for the lack of Robert, which is entirely understandable, because the streets were packed out. Not as bad as the inauguration, but still pretty packed. And now I’m on the bus home. Unfortunately, I think there is only one photograph that has two of us in it, and it may need to be cropped somewhat. 
Oops! It looks like I accidentally hit Reply up somewhere around 32.1.1.1.3.1, would a GAPA please delete that one?
I had a GREAT Halloween! I looked really cool in my costume, and I went trick-or-treating with Hannah and Anna. When we were still at Hannah’s place, I called Erin, and she said that she and one of her friends were going as the MythBusters (She was Adam). She was painting a paper tube to look like fake dynamite as a prop when I called.
I got a ton of candy, but I don’t eat candy, so I’m giving it all to my brothers. I also got a lot of pretzels, which I will eat, though. I gave out almost all of my posters, and two people knew what I was supposed to be before I told them!