The second February random thread is dedicated to the astronomer Galileo Galilei, whose 447th birthday fell on February 15. The picture is a “family portrait” of the four Galilean moons of Jupiter, which he discovered; it was sent back to Earth (separately) by the Galileo space probe, named after him.
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First post?
That is a really cool picture.
Random awesome moment: I have a bad cold, and was wishing that there was a cure. Then I remembered. Van Statten, you (expletive).
Okay, so I just called my admissions councilor at WWC and asked if tomorrow would be good to stop by for an interview (it was a yes). Amusing anecdotes: she asked if I was the student that put tons of stamps on my portfolio (I wasn’t) but apparently the whole package was covered in stamps and it was amusing. I mentioned that it sounded like the time when Molly sends Harry a letter (HP books) and she said yes, exactly. Okay so after writing that out it doesn’t seem as funny anymore, oh well.
Then when she went to check her schedule she came back and said “oh, some of our aides are looking over your portfolio…actually there are five people looking at it, everyone in the office has amassed, except for me, because I’m on the phone…” Apparently they were asking who had sent it and she told them she was on the phone with me. Hopefully it’s a good thing. (At mom’s suggestion/command I bound a book and pasted the transcript and portfolio stuff in it. I’m willing to bet it’s the only application they get housed in an 18th century style tightbound book with marbled covers….hopefully it’ll be good weird instead of bad weird…)
AND NOW TO CONTINUE PACKING AND LEAVING SOON BECAUSE I’M ALREADY BEHIND SCHEDULE!
Good luck, Fiddler! And have fun! An admissions officer who catches Harry Potter references has got to be a good sign.
My admissions officer for high school also got Harry Potter references!
I’d say that’s a weirdness most excellent, if indeed weirdness enters into the equation. I hope you have a great time! Good luck!
18th century style tightbound book with marbled covers? Cool!
I like bookbinding.
2.1~ That’s what I thought, too. She seems to be a nice and easy to talk to person. (This is from someone who despises phone calls, especially to people she doesn’t know.) Thanks for the good luck vibes!
2.2~ Glad to hear it, and thanks to you for the good luck vibes as well!
For years I thought my fear of phoning was just another proof of my alien origins. Since MuseBlog came along, I’ve been fascinated to see how many MBers feel similarly about the Dreadful Apparatus.
I seem unable to have a conversation with an acquaintance(I don’t have trouble with friends) over the phone without it being incredibly awkward. I don’t know why.
I just had to call my DAD to tell him that I had taken the bus home, and I felt quite nervous as I was dialing. It’s not that bad once I start talking, at least in brief conversations, but I feel awkward in longer conversations. I think part of the reason is you can’t seem to remain silent for any length of time on the phone.
I haven’t got much of a problem with speaking directly to someone I know, but I dislike leaving messages or speaking with people I don’t know (stores, friends’ family members and the like)
I am horrible at leaving messages.
“HI…this is [name]…I was just calling to see if wan-if you wanted to do something later. Call me back…bye…” *wait 2 seconds* *hang up* *facepalm*
Yeah.
Me: (doing nothing)
(phone rings)
(pick it up)
Person on the end of the line: Hi, is your mom here?
What I hear: Hi, it’s your mom here.
Me: Hi Mom.
Person on the end of the line: Um, this is your next-door neighbor…
(awkward conversation)
I will NOT talk to someone on the phone who I don’t know personally.
My typical one is “Hi this is (name) and…Beep….Oh that was the beep? sorry! Hi it’s (name)…(random noise)… Wait! was that supposed to be the beep? Anyway, call me back” From here, the steps mimic LittleBasmentKitten’s
Every time someone leaves me a message, the first thing they say is how hyperactive and annoying my voicemail answering message sounds. Then they talk about why they called.
I used to absolutely loathe talking on the phone. I’ve gotten better at it; now I can talk to my family, two of my friends, and people I don’t know at all (at airports, companies, etc) fairly easily. What I still can’t do, though, is talk to the people in between. It’s just so awkward…
I never use my phone.
I can’t talk to people I don’t know on the phone. Or even people I do know, really.Okay, let’s fix that.
I have issues with interacting with people.
I suffer from wrong-number phobia. It’s a serious affliction.
I have an slight irrational fear of talking on the phone. Even with friends, if I’m the one calling. It’s less awkward if the person calls me, for some reason. Also, I’m comfortable talking with people who I talk to on the phone a lot, but with other people, phone conversations are often intimidating no matter how well I know the other party.
I have a slight irrational fear of talking on the phone, too.
Also a phobia of leaving messages on answering machines.
“Um, this is, uhhhh, Fireh, uhh, I was calling to make sure you got my email about this weekend… um, yeah. If you didn’t see it then go check your email, I guess… um… Yeah. Hehe…. Um, yeah. Bye?”
This. This exactly. The number of people who I have absolutely no problem talking on the phone to (and in a nonsyllabic manner and for long periods of time) are my sister, my parents, and Alan. And Alan only fell into that category sometime after we started dating. Everyone else? *shudder*
Am I the only one who doesn’t have trouble talking on the phone? Nah, I bet Piggy can too.
Not really. I hate talking on the phone–it’s hard to carry on a voice conversation when you can’t read the other person’s body language. And it runs in my family to briskly pace back and forth when on the phone.
PM–I don’t really have trouble talking on the phone.
I also pace in an oval when talking on the phone, or walk in figure eights or a circle. My family makes fun of me for it, but whatever.
I don’t have trouble with it, either. Well… I do have trouble leaving messages…
I think that having others also afraid of telephones would be more proof towards alien origins. Which makes more sense- One lone alien, stranded on a planet full of terrifying telephones, or a whole sleeper invasion force (afraid of telephones)?
I’m so terrified of social phone calls that my family has taken to dialing the number and shoving the phone into my hands before the other person answers.
Auggggghhhh… *drools*
I love that photo. So much like the classic Voyager pic (that I have on a nightlight), but so much more clear and crisp and colorful!
Fun with Van De Graff generators today in class. If you touch it when your hair is slightly wet and stand on a rubber stool, instead of standing completely on end, your hair separates out into waves and looks very dramatic. It actually really resembles the picture of Keira Knightly on the poster for the first Pirates of the Caribbean movie. I wonder if she electrified her hair for that shot?
My science teacher made me stand on a bucket with my hand on a Van De Graff generator for half an hour and my hair never did anything. XD
Re: Watson on the last thread.
POSOC, I’m also unimpressed. Just because Watson can receive information and state other information does not mean he can think. He is yet another GOFAI machine drawing on a bank of knowledge programmed in.
I feel a little vindicated, though, on behalf of my pet theory: for years, when people charged Jeopardy with favoring male contestants, the discussion inevitably focused on content. My view has always been that the format itself favors males. They are, statistically speaking, less likely to hesitate over pushing the button. Females tend to hold back if they’re not sure of the answer. Now we can see that the format favored the computer because it was faster on the draw than the humans.
Maybe they could program a female Watson that’s a bit less snappy on the draw.
Yipes! Computers? Gender? A female Watson would be basically Watson but with a girl’s name… PLEASE PLEASE PRETTY PLEASE LET’S NOT GET INTO AN AWKWARD SUBJECT PLEASE!! I HAVE ENOUGH AWKWARDNESS AS IT IS!!!!
Watson with a girl’s name? Like Emma Watson, for example?
Actually, Watson’s big achievement isn’t that en can draw upon vast data banks, but that en can actually understand natural language. En can understand that a “bat cave” can be a secret hideout, where bats sleep during the day and raise young, and also where one keeps carved pieces of wood for whacking a leather spheroid and running. And, moreover, en understands when each is being used.
Still GOFAI. Watson is understanding multiple meanings of one word (which is indeed interesting), but Watson is not creating new patterns of thought.
I call myself a hippie child, but had never seriously listened to Bob Dylan until last night.
So now I feel like I’ve made this amazing discovery (though it wasn’t really even of my own accord), only everyone already knows about it.
I think Carl Sagan once said something very descriptive about that feeling.
I get that feeling a lot.
Ditto,and WHAT ARE THE LITTLE PIE THINGIES DOWN THERE?!
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Today, L (who, if you read a recent R&R thread, I am now friends with again) asked my Science teacher in a discussion about geology what sediment-shaped sediment looked like. I wanted to hug her.
Er, a sediment-shaped one?
Sediment, methinks.
Oh, come on, there must be someone on the MuseBlog who gets it. Considering that it’s the MuseBlog and all.
I get it, don’t worry.
I get it too. *hasn’t even played the game*
Wanna know a little secret? ME NEITHER!
I’ve decided that Watson is going to write my history essays for me. He’s certainly good at regurgitating facts.
Though it’s not “thinking”, per say, his ability to “understand” all of those questions and come up with a logical response in most cases [okay, so not Toronto = U.S. City] is impressive no matter what.
Four day weekend! ♥
HE GOT THE HARRY POTTER ONE WRONG!!!
What! A harry potter jeopardy question? I need to play!
Ooh, great picture! Galileo is awesome! *is doing a project on him* *is dressing up like Galileo soon (With a mustache!)* Happy (almost) February break!
Today my friends and I filmed a trailer for The Giver. Then we edited it on iMovie. It’s really, really awesome. (Our acting is horrible and my friend who was filming it bumped the camera more than once, but it still turned out amazing.) By that I mean that we sound so stupid you can’t help bursting into laughter.
Cool, can you post it.
Probably not, unfortunately.
Wow, is that a coincidence. I just finished reading that book for the third time.
Lois Lowry’s “The Giver”? That book creeped me out.
I got a flip, and I’ve been making movies. Our camera has about 2% movies, and 98% two minuet clips of us laughing.
Same.
So. Anyone have any guesses as to how far south this X2 flare will kick up aurora activity? I read somewhere that it’s possible for Washington, D.C., and I’m a few degrees north of that.
With limited knowledge, I guess that it would centralize around the equator, and depending on the Earth’s position, the flares would impact a sizable region… I haven’t seen any reports on it’s impact, only its statistics. I haven’t looked around enough.
Centralize around the equator? That’s not how sun flares work. The particles blasted from the sun are diverted by Earth’s magnetic field away from the planet. However, some particles are drawn in by the magnetic fields and are diverted towards the north and south poles (though, due to the configuration of the field, they mostly go between 60 and 72 degrees north/south). When the particles enter the upper atmosphere, they react, creating colors that we see as the aurora borealis and australis. But after large flares, the high number of particles allows the aurora to extend farther from the poles. Seeing aurora at the equator is basically unheard-of. If it’s happened before, it’s only happened once or twice, and not anytime recently. A solar storm of that size would basically destroy all electrical technology and end life as we know it.
Aha. That makes sense. I have been enlightened.
Did you see the post I made about that in the last random thread?
It’s supposed to be possible to see them from my state very soon. I’m farther north than you are, though.
Alright, so it’s definitely gonna take some time to get used to being on MB again… Any threads I should check out?
And as for Watson, did anyone else see the “Watson” on Conan? I thought those “special guest appearances” (They weren’t the actual computer) were pretty darn funny…
Well. The Random Thread, of course, is always lively. I’d never turn down a visitor to the H&H. In the sidebar, there are a list of currently popular threads–you could check out what other people are posting on.
I remember you! Welcome back!
THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING EARNEST
WE’RE DOING IT IN ACTING
I GET TO BE LADY BRACKNELL
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH
Congratulations, Cat’s Eye! You’re not the only Lady Bracknell on the blog.
Ooh, who’s the other one?
Really I’d be happy if I was anyone, I’m just thrilled to be able to quote Oscar Wilde at people.
“I do not approve of anything that tampers with natural ignorance. Ignorance is like a delicate exotic fruit; touch it and the bloom is gone.”
(That was my first appearance as a Lady B.)
HEY! MMU is doing that too!
-A
Terrible day; got made fun of for telling the science class Neptune will complete its first (observed) revolution around the sun July 12th. (We’re studying the solar system currently; I thought they wuold find it interesting.) Ryan Ha. was a jerk (I put it in much ruder terms when I finally snapped and told him to shut up) majorly, roped in Adam and Keon with him to pick on me for the next four periods, tutorial, lunch, and after school. It has, all and all, not been a good week.
I will never understand why displays of knowledge and curiosity are mocked. :/ don’t worry though, the universe will smite them soon.
You’re right, Zinc, that is interesting.
Question: would a Large Marge avatar (in her full-blown glory) be considered PG by Gravatar for scariness? I was thinking about changing mine, but wanted to check.
I am making petit fours. I shall let you know if they explode. My cooking has a tendency to explode. It’s funny until you’re scraping melted cheese off the ceiling.
Once I dropped a jar of apple sauce and the top came off and it splattered everywhere. It was only the next day I noticed it was on the ceiling. (It couldn’t be removed, it it still there to this day about a year later….)
Sausages? Then you can use (one of the funny) British food names! :DDD
Yesterday:
School and other unimportant stuff, then went to do work outside because it was such a nice day. Found A and some people playing music so sang along a bit/listened/played with D’s poi (god that sounded dirty, it’s not, I swear) and didn’t get much done. Later that night went to Ali’s room and we had a Boys Are Scary party with 3 other girls… aka we played with each other’s hair and watched a movie about lesbians. We think we’re going to have monthly Women Loving Wednesdays (aka lesbian night) in rivalry with our guy friends Man-Date Mondays (they watch terrible movies and drink good alcohol (those of age, of course)). We’d drink juice and do coloring books or something. It will be fabulous.
Anyway, slept over at her room because why not.
Today: got up and got breakfast with the Ali and D, then had class etc. Then worked outside more because it was SO NICE. Then went for a run with Ali, which was also good because I need to exercise more. Also there were puddles EVERYWHERE so it was tons of splashing as we went XD
Also had Poi ExCo today! Mastered reverse two-beat weave and figured out reverse three-beat weave and reverse thread-the-needle. Woo!
Now I should do work but we’ll see.
Boys Are Scary. Ha.
Someone tell a joke. Today has been filled with depressing literature and movies.
How many Poles does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: 5. One to hold the bulb and 4 to turn the ladder.
(as told at the spontaneous Balkan band mentioned in the last random thread)
Last night, I finished reading 1984, by George Orwell. It was awful. A wonderfully interesting and well written book, but terribly disheartening. When it ended I just felt like there should have been more, but it wasn’t possible for there to be more. I guess that’s how the story was supposed to make you feel.
Why are we insulting Polish people?
For a joke. We can insult other people too if you’d like. :]
My friend says it doesn’t matter what nationality or other label you put in that joke because it doesn’t make sense. The first time I heard it, it was Poles, so it stuck.
:]
Why are we repeating jokes that are vaguely offensive and pointless? Wouldn’t our time be better spent telling good jokes?
Why don’t you tell us a good joke, then? And in the meantime, here’s a bad UU joke that gets repeated at pretty much every service:
Q:How many Unitarians does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: 1o to sit on the board which appoints the nominating and personnel committee, 5 to sit on the the nominating and personnel committee which appoints the overhead committee, 8 to sit on the overhead committee which appoints the light bulb changing committee, 4 to sit on the light bulb-changing committee which chooses who will screw in the light bulb- 3 of those 4 then give their own opinion of “screwing in methods” while the one actually does the installation; and 100 individuals to complain about the method of installation, another 177 to debate the ecological impact of using the light bulb at all, and at least one to insist that back in her day the lit chalice was quite enough.
We like long jokes.
SFTDP: And another, because I have absolutely nothing else to do while waiting for my petit fours to blow up the kitchen:
How many Unitarians does it take to change a lightbulb?
We choose not to make a statement either in favor of or against the need for a light bulb. However, if in your own journey you have found that light bulbs work for you, that is fine. You are invited to write a poem or compose a modern dance about your light bulb. During next Sunday’s service, we will explore a number of light bulb traditions, including incandescent, fluorescent, three-way, long-life and tinted; all of which are equally valid paths to luminescence.
Somebody just forwarded me the list of these that gets circled around to everyone once in a while.
Those jokes taught me more about Unitarians than my entire life so far.
Did someone mention lightbulb jokes?
Oh man, I’d forgotten about that. Pretty excellent.
I’m pretty sure that’s the oldest comment ever to get pinked.
Retropinked!
By yours truly
I have a sudden urge to go pink the first comment ever.
Which I see is not an original idea. Everyone, come help!
https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=1
I was the final person to pink it!
And it is accomplished.
How many women does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: 1 because this isn’t a sexist joke.
The Good News and the Bad News:
“Well, the good news is we’re going to name a disease after you.”
How many old ladies does it take to change a lightbulb?
2. One to change it, the other to say, “Oh look, she’s changing a lightbulb.”
How many Clue players does it take to change a lightnulb?
Colonel Mustard. In the Billiard Room. With a ladder.
How many perfectionists does it take to change a lightbulb?
None. They changed it before it was broken.
How many oboists does it take to change a lightbulb?
– Only one, but they will have to look through 30 or 40 lightbulbs to find the right one.
How many string bass players does it take to change a lightbulb?
– None; the pianist can do that with his left hand.
Yayyy instrument jokes
How many future presidents does it take to change a lightbulb?
Just kidding, the percussionists already concussed King George III.
How many hipsters does it take to change a lightbulb?
Psh, you don’t know?
Alternatively:
The lightbulb was better before it changed.
How about:
“Lightbulb”?
Well played.
Well, this is (apparently) true, but…
Do you know how Cocoa, Florida, got its name?
Before it was a town, it was a trading post, and gradually, more and more people started settling there. They build a General Store and lots of other stuff. Finally, when they wanted to incorporate it as a town, they realized it didn’t have a name, so they stood around in the General Store trying to think of one.
And guess what was on the shelf?
Cocoa.
Did you know you can burn 150 calories an hour by banging your head against the wall?
18 – Knock knock! (ask who’s there)
I am cramming for science olympiad. So many invertebrates oh my goodness. So many.
DOCTOR WHO
I know the punch line before you even tell the joke. I know you so well, my wife.
*fiancee. We still need to plan the wedding!
*fidgets in seat and crosses fingers*
Eh?
How exactly is the September Random Thread popular right now if it’s been closed since… September?
Spambots.
Isn’t that the answer to everything?
It’s either spambots or “clear your cache”.
Oh, Piggy…
Or Watership Down. Or Chuck Norris.
You’re thinking of 42.
How true.
PINK OVERLOAD
TIME FOR THE SQUID MULTITUDE
I love listening to the trains at night when everything is quiet.
Me too. They sound hollow and empty. I especially love their sound as it echoes across water.
Well, I hate their sound when they’re honking and honking and it’s 2 AM on a school night and I was just about to go to sleep. But riding in them is the best ever.
Me too. Or coyotes howling.
The petit fours did not explode! The icing kind of did, but now I know never to pour icing into a toaster. Anyway. this is big.
WOO CHOKLIT ORANGE CAN COOK NOW!
why would you pour icing in a toaster to begin with?!
The toaster burst into flames (not my fault) and we don’t have a fire extinguisher.
When that happens, 1. UNPLUG THE TOASTER. then 2. Carry it outside. It should burn itself out by then.
…Couldn’t that start a fire outside?
As Calvin would say, I have plenty of common sense- I just choose to ignore it.
SFTDP- but despite my ignorance of common sense, I object to carrying a flaming toaster with my bare hands.
I am sitting outside reading in short sleeves in February. In Ohio.
I as well, in PA, while there’s still some patches of snow on the ground.
GLOBAL WARMING!! WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!!
High of seventy. But where I come from we have “mild winters” (SNOWED AT THE TOWN CHRISTMAS PARADE WHEN I WAS MARCHING!! AND THEY DIDN’T CANCEL IT!! AND I WAS ALMOST OTZINA THE ICE GIRL!! FOUND 2OOO YEARS LATER PERFECTLY PRESERVED BY SNOW, DISCOVERED BY 2 HIKERS… THE ARTIFACT IN HER HANDS GIVES US NEW INSIGHT INTO ANCIENT MUSIC…) so this is supposedly not that unusual.
WIN.
Ah! Me too! Well, not reading. But my friend and I just walked around our town in sun dresses for the past two hours because it was so warm. We went to the playground. And accidentally stalked our crushes? They just happened to be there. Strange.
I accidentally stalked my crush yesterday too! I was driving a friend (who doesn’t know who I like) home, and she was telling me about everyone who lived in her neighborhood, so now I know where he lives. so I guess I accidentally obtained the ability to stalk him?
It’s been super warm here too. For some reason, MBers’ weather seems to be largely coordinated lately.
Speak for yourself. It’s been pouring constantly over here for the last straight five days.
And the track coach makes us run in the pouring rain ANYWAY. ugh. Then he goes, “Why aren’t all if you wearing sweatpants and sweatshirts? You’ll be cold! Don’t you know you’ll be freezing?” Well, yes, Mr. Track Coach, we kind of realized that. *shivers*
It’s snowing here.
It’s freezing outside my house… *is jealous*
I just walked 2τ miles for unclear reasons.
Shouldn’t you still be walking?
Never mind.
Is that… twelve-and-a-bit?
Cake I’m tired. 1/2Ï„, not 2Ï„.
With apologies for the double post:
For the third (!) week in a row, a new Raw Materials!
Today. Oh my god, today. This day hit historical levels of Isabella happiness. I every other period we had a sub or an off period, and then I wandered around town with my friend after getting ice cream. It was beautifully warm, and we were wearing light dresses. We ran into our crushes and climbed trees. I’m going to Florida in a day. I’m becoming really good friends with a really awesome person. I’m going to volunteer and then to hang out with friends tomorrow, and now I’m home alone, blasting Glee music and Mumford & Sons, and it’s raining and thundering.
God. I’m in such an amazing mood. I haven’t been this happy in so long. It’s been a while happiness, but it’s nice to see you back.
Yes! You make me so happy
I’m really glad to hear you’re enjoying life 
*hugs* Thanks! I hadn’t realized how miserable the cold weather/being stuck in the house was making me.
I actually think the best part of today was playing on the play ground and giggling like a three year old with my friend while watching a few kids in our grade go into the woods to smoke. I’d be willing to bet you anything that we had much more fun than they did.
Probable schedule for tomorrow for a lot of kids my age = get stoned and drunk.
My schedule for tomorrow: Run around at a science competition, go into vintage clothing stores and try on the most ridiculous outfits possible, and get really hyper off of being with friends.
I will never understand why some people think drugs and drinking are the best way to get to happiness.
If I may play half-Devil’s advocate (so I guess I have a tail but not horns?) in a related discussion, I would caution everyone to not simply draw a line between “people who use drugs” and “people who don’t use drugs” and refuse to cross that line under any circumstances. People are people, and what they do is only a part of who they are. A lot of the greatest music of the last century would not have been written without various drugs. That goes for a lot of other media as well. On an everyday scale, I’m friends with people who use various drugs and alcohol. I myself don’t. Everyone is valuable, and to throw away the possibility of talking to someone solely on account of drug use is so throw away the inherent worth of that person. You don’t have to support someone’s habits, but you shouldn’t define anyone by them. By all means, on a personal scale I encourage you to choose to not use drugs. But respect that everyone has the right to make that choice. If in their mind the benefits outweigh the risks, so be it. (I can’t say I agree with them, but that’s just what it is.)
I’ve got something to add here.
Disclaimer: Using drugs as a teen is usually unhealthy.
A few days ago I was thinking about how there are many ancient religions which make use of hallucinogens and other drugs for ceremonial purposes. Most specifically, Native American tribes that use cactus or peyote to produce hallucinations during religious rituals.
This idea really made me realize that drugs, as a whole, are not necessarily bad.
We (modern students) are taught that drugs are bad, and if you take them your teeth will fall out or you will go to jail or whatever other horrors. So we don’t really understand that there are legitimate reasons to use drugs other than for medicine.
Yeah. People who use drugs and alcohol aren’t evil or awful or whatever. Drugs and alcohol can have negative social effects, and they all have medically harmful side effects but people ought to make their own decision about when/how much to consume. I wish people would be responsible about it, though, if/when they do choose to use things. And I hope that they wouldn’t try to coerce others to if those others are unwilling.
Agreed. Personally, I’m straightedge, and I have vowed to never, ever even touch a cigarette. (Every person I’ve ever loved who’s died died of smoking-related things. If they hadn’t smoked, it’s pretty much a guarantee they’d be alive right now.) But I feel as long as others are being responsible and cautionary about their choices, it’s not my body, so I don’t have the right to tell them what to do with it.
So I probably come from a laxer background than many. (Oh Tim Lincecum. XD)
Then again, I live in the Bay Area, where marijuana is unofficially legal.
I wasn’t exactly saying that people who do drugs and drink are worthless. I acknowledge the fact they can be amazing people, but I frown upon their choices. I do, however, totally frown upon people who don’t apply themselves in any way and just take drugs because ut makes them feel all cool. The people who we saw smoking were some of those people.
I totally get what you guys are saying; I just mean that it’s not a choice I’d ever like to make. I know people who do drugs and such (it’s kind of impossible not to, in high school) and though I’m not hugely impressed with that decision, I still like them a lot as people. Then there’s this other guy that I don’t know personally but has quite a reputation as a pothead, but my friend (who I had this conversation with a few weeks ago, actually), has talked to him and apparently he used a great deal of well-thought-through logic to get to his decision. I respect logic a great deal, even if I’m not a fan of the end result.
Basically, though, what I meant originally is that it makes me a little sad when people get massively drunk or high (particularly as teenagers) as their default way to enjoy themselves. I could well be wrong, but it seems like some people view it as a must for happiness (going to a party? gotta get drunk for it to be fun! want to relax? okay, weed time!) and forget the many, many other completely wonderful things out there that can get you to happiness just as well or better.
Like Piggy said though, I try not to let my opinions of people’s habits define my view of them as a whole. People are people, choices are choices. I certainly wouldn’t want anyone to judge me on just one of mine.
Using drugs and/or alcohol (while underage) is a bad decision because the use of such can lead to worse decisions.
No, I don’t think it’s a good decision either. Like I said, I would not choose to do those things. There are definitely a lot of negative health and developmental effects too.
I just spent two hours in the cafeteria singing. Huzzah!
I mean, I also ate dinner but singing!
By standing up for honesty and defending my belief in the integrity of a promise, I saved our Math class from having extra homework over the vacation.
I am very thrilled.
Storytime?
He gave us a 78-question packet a week before vacation and told us it was our homework for vacation. He told us this on multiple occasions in the intervening week.
Then, yesterday in class, three hours before vacation, he said “Since so many of you have already finished the packet, (Which wasn’t true) I’m giving you this worksheet and two questions from the textbook.”
“But Sir, you promised.” I said. Now, I pretty much never complain in class, so he paid attention even though a lot of other people were complaining. “Sir, you told us over and over that the packet was our vacation homework. You know I don’t have an issue with doing work, but I have an issue with you not keeping your promise to us.”
And he said “Kai, I’m very impressed with you for standing up for what you believe in. I won’t be grading this. If you don’t want to, don’t do it.”
So now the only homework I have for this vacation is the remainder of that packet.
I read that as seventy-eight pages.
*should be asleep but who cares IT’S A FOUR-DAY-WEEKEND*
Page five of comic is inked and scanned! Just have to get the right version of Paint so I can add in the dialogue.
…GAPAs, I don’t mean to be rude, but could you post the first four/eight pages?
*cough* *visual arts thread* *cough*
But I diiiiid. I sent in Monday.
Sorry, Zinc, haven’t been able to get to the computer much this week, and mobile devices don’t lend themselves to posting graphics and such. I’ll try to get to your comics when I get home from work.
I meant that should be posted there. Sorry about the lack of clarity.
Zinc- Can’twaitcan’twaitcan’twait!
I just saw The King’s Speech. It was spectacularly, brilliantly good.
Due to my recent bout of accident-prone-ness, I have seen fit to postpone my enlistment in a high-level fencing class that uses actual swords.
I want to see that movie. Have you seen The Fighter? What do you think of Christian Bale vs. Geoffrey Rush for a Best Supporting Actor Oscar?
SFTDP: I have joined the Warm Hats Not Hot Heads initiative, a campaign to knit hats for congressional representatives.
*researches Warm Hats not Hot Heads* Whoa. Approve. *vows to learn how to knit*
Man, I have not been here in awhile.
Anyway…
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I just downloaded the Half-Life 2 demo from Steam.
SCARIEST. GAME. EVER.
I mean, like, when you don’t know that a head crab is alive…and then he jumps out at you, and when you turn around and there is a strung up dead body, and then- oh, I just can’t explain it all.
Well, I’m glad to be back on MB, anyway.
Yikes!
I AM IN GRANT’S HOUSE AGAIN WHAT IS UP
HANGING OUT WITH HIM AND CO AND GOING GROCERY SHOPPING WITH LIZZIE TOMORROW AND GOING TO A CONCERT WITH GRANT AND JADEY ON MONDAY
Envious! YOU SHOULD ALL GO VISIT ME. *nods*
EXCITEMENT
AND OXLIN–YES!
Welcome back!
Yesterday was jazz band rehearsal. I didn’t make the solo. Man, I almost cry whenever I have to play those *******ing background figures. And that first tenor player plays with the emotion of a robot. I had WAY better style, I just couldn’t get the tempo because I had been practicing with the recording LIKE I WAS SUPPOSED TO, but the recording was faster than we were playing it.
Then I got to take the frogs home for the weekend for science class. Named Fred and George by somebody who is in my group who is not me. But HP fandom is the only thing I have in common with her. Anyway, the frogs… getting out of jazz band a bunch of people including my crush!! crowded around me trying to see the frogs.
February Vacation is not really off to a good start. (People, why do you have to spread around germs?) I have a feeling I’ll be spending a lot of time outside. It’s not even nice out, thought. It’s windy, and though it’s warming up, it only smells like melting snow and ice, not spring. Meaning we’re going to get more snow.
I hate winter.
I hate it too. But then in August I start to hate summer (bugs) and I wish for winter. The only time I’m really happy is in the spring.
I like spring too, except for the TICKS. But it still smells the best.
Bugs are annoying.
Spring is my least favorite season. At least, early spring is. June is usually nice.
I hate spring as well! Mainly just because of my terrifying eyes when I have an allergy attack.
“Fall is my favorite month.”
-Me
I posted this already on the quotes thread, I think.
Things that make me mad: Politicians trying to deny rights to some of the more vulnerable members of society, like voting to stop funding a major source of basic health care for lower-income people, especially women.
This makes me mad: politicians deciding that women can be forced by their husbands to maintain a pregnancy even if the woman’s life is in danger. (Malaysia, not Singapore or America)
I’m pretty sure some states in America have laws saying you need the husband’s permission with a few exceptions thrown in.
Why is it that people you care about are always the ones who are most easily able to make you feel like shit for completely pointless reasons?
Alan came over to hang out with me/do some school work/whatever for the rest of the evening before we were going to go (and still are going to go) hang out with friends this evening. He mentioned having had a bad morning, that his roommate got mad at him for having neglected doing any of his share of the househould chores at the apartment, and revoked Alan’s right to use their trashcan. Alan, apparently, figured that hey, I’d side with him. I pointed out that, hey, there’s an easy way that can be/could’ve been avoided: Just chip in and do your share. Alan got a bit pissed, commented that he didnt’ come here for that/whatever, that he thought I’d agree with him, whatever. So (in an admittedly not the brightest move), I kind of sarcastically went “Oh, sorry, you’re right, Eric shouldn’t have stopped you from using the trash can and it was totally unreasonable of him to be pissed off that you weren’t doing your share of chores.”
Cue Alan stalking off to go do his homework int he study room down the hall instead, with the parting comment that “I came here expecting you to sympathize and agree with me no matter what, and you know what? I’ll be more productive down the hall anyway.”
Cue me managing not to cry long enough for him to make it out the door, but seriously. I’m his girlfriend, not a mindless puppet that has to agree with everything he feels. Yeah, Eric was being a bit passive aggressive and maybe not taking the best approach at the whole situation and wasn’t necessarily in the right, but really? Neither was Alan, how difficult is it to do your share of the work? And yeah, maybe I could have kept my mouth shut and been a bit more sympathetic, but still
So even though I dont’ feel like I really did anything wrong, I still feel like shit, because I feel like I was a jerk, even though I really didn’t do anything, and simultaneously I’m pissed off at him for acting like a 2 year old and also for thining just because I’m his bloody girlfriend I’m always gloing to take his bloody side
So yeah. This probably belongs on the rants thread, sorry.
((In his favor–maybe?–he did IM less than five minutes later to say sorry. Although I told him to f off and he’s been smart enough not to follow up.))
I get how he’s mad at you, but that’s ridiculous of him to expect you to side with you just because you guys are dating. Men… *shakes head*
MuseBloggers: Not to be mistaken for mindless puppets.
Considering he’d had a bad day (even if it was his fault) you could have humored him and said a few empty but reassuring tidbits, just to buck him up a bit.
Are you implying that Luna should relinquish her moral and conversational integrity to help someone feel better about not doing their own work?
It doesn’t have to be an either/or choice.
No, you’re right, but at the same time I can’t imagine saying “You should have done the chores” and “It’s not your fault you didn’t do the chores” at the same time.
*knows point is resolved but cannot resist the opportunity to argue a losing point*
Am I the only one who finds revocation of dustbin privileges to be a rather odd form of chastisement? (Unless the specific chore that he wasn’t doing involved taking the trash out…)
No, you’re not.
Ugh. What nerve. I sincerely hope that he comes to his senses soon, or that you find someone else who will. No couple agrees and sympathizes unconditionally with each other all the time, anyway.
POSOC–Yes, I believe taking out the trash was one of the things Alan had neglected to do. Honestly, though, having seen their apartment neglecting clean up seems to be something both of them have problems with. Not that I’m better about picking up, but I don’t have a roommate.
Choklit Orange–Oh, don’t worry, luv. He was apologetic and felt like an idiot and a jerk within seconds of walking out of my dorm. He can be prone to a bit of idiocy and lack of common sense now and then, but he really is a very sweet (too sweet, sometimes) guy.
So yeah, as y’all have probably gathered, we’ve got it all sorted, I’m over it, and not mad at him at all anymore (which is a bit odd of itself, as I tend to hold grudges and not accept apologies for a day or two at least…..). About 5 minutes after he left he IM’d to say “sorry”, I IM’d back to say f off as I was still irritated and crying (I cry really easily at college what with sleep deprivation and stress, plus fighting/conflict/etc just makes me cry anyway). Thirty minutes later he knocks on my door, and since I’m still crying and not in the mood to hear his apology at the moment, I ignore him, and after me still not answering after the second knock he goes away.
Thirty minutes after that (or thereabouts), as I’m trying to get rid of my swollen puffy red eyes, so that I will no longer look like I’ve just been crying, and trying to reach a point that speech of any sort will not return me to crying, so that I could go down the hall to the study room and tell him he’s a caking idiot and basically tell him a condensed version of what I ranted in my above post, he comes and knocks on the door again. I ignore him again, as I didn’t really feel like opening the door and leaving it quite obvious I’d spent the last hour crying, and I went back to my failed attempt at not having swollen eyes, when I heard him start talking on the other side of the door.
So basically he was standing in the hall, his head leaned up against the door looking rather pathetic (as I watched him through the peep hole, whilst trying to stop the tears that had resumed), saying he didn’t know if I was in there, or could hear him, but he was sorry for being such a [insert word of choice here], and was there anyway I could find a way to forgive him, and that he knew he really caked up, and he would understand if I didn’t want to talk/see him. ((I swear it half sounded like he thought I would break up with him over it. I dunno, maybe he did, it’s not like he’s had any previous relationship experience, me being his first girlfriend and all, and me not exactly being your average girl…..))
So after a couple minutes of him talking through the door and sounding pathetic and not even knowing for sure if I was right there on the other side listening, I took pity on him and opened the door (still with dreadfully swollen and puffy red eyes) and informed him that yes I was pissed at him, but proceeded to let him in.
And then he apologized some more (as in, a proper heartfelt apology, not just saying “sorry” like people sometimes to do w/o meaning it), and copped to the fact that he called his mother after the first time he knocked on the door to say he screwed up and what should he do….and he basically said that he spent the whole hour down the hall int he study room not getting anything done and close to tears himself. And by the time he was done with his apology and commenting that he had called his mother to figure out what to do, and his begging for forgiveness, etc, and wanting to know what we do now (and asking if we could hug) he was crying, too. y’know, like more of a manly crying, not sobbing girl crying, but a few tears while I sat with my arms around him crying (apology fully accepted at this point, I wasn’t mad anymore).
So yeah, he’s still apologizing, even though I’ve told him numerous times that it’s okay, I’m honestly not mad anymore, and that in the big scheme of things it was really pretty minor, but he’s like that. He’ll probably still be apologizing next week.
But yeah, we’re good, and he’s already said that he shouldn’t have expected me to just agree with him, and that he knew I was really right, and that I shouldn’t have just agreed with him, etc.
But yeah, like I said, we’re good in case any of you actually had any doubts about that….
I’m glad that’s sorted, then.
It’s this kind of thing that honestly makes me hope for the first argument/reconciliation, just to get it over with and reassure me that minor disagreements don’t have to destroy relationships…
Seconded.
D’awww. Good for you guys, I’m glad you got it figured out.
Could you retrieve my last post from the spam bin, dearest GAPAs? thanks….
Done.
My words today when I played Hangman with my brothers and my mom:
Superman
Batman
Matterhorn
Uranium
We switched to names:
Charles Bolden
Harry Houdini
Mount Everest
We switched to quotes:
“I ain’t afraid of no ghost.”
Whoops, where I wrote “Batman”, it should say “Tarzan”. “Batman” was what my brother guessed incorrectly.
O.o
My dad is a bit off his rocker.
I’m watching An Idiot Abroad. He came up and was laughing and making his usual weird tv comments. Then one of the guys in the show started talking about how they get married young in Egypt. So my dad mumbled something about how that is true in a lot of places, and I decided to chip in to the conversation and remind him about the Arabic lady who lives near us and got married at 17. And he spins around and goes “YAA!” in a really high voice, like he just made some wild discovery.
If this wasn’t my dad, I would really want him to be quiet. I don’t like people commenting on the show I’m watching and having random outbursts.
I guess its ok because now I’ve learned to concentrate when there are distractions.
So so so so so!
There’s this other team in our Science Olympiad region that always wins. Their team has been around for forever, and in addition to their varsity they have four JVs. Their varsity wins first place varsity and their JVs win first place JV and at least one of the other two places too.
Then there’s my school. This is only our fourth year having a Science Olympiad team. We’re not too established. The past two years we’ve placed around third or so for both Varsity and JV, which gets us to states, and we figured that’s about how we’d do this year.
First place Varsity. First place JV. Our varsity team medaled in twenty-one out of twenty-three events.
I AM SO HAPPY
SCIENCE OLYMPIAD OH MY GOSH STATE IS IN 2 WEEKS FOR US.
If anyone’s wondering, that’s what my life has been revolving around for the past few months.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rockin’! Great job, Tesseract!
That’s great! Congratulations!
Thanks guys!
Kokonilly – Oh, but your team always goes to Nationals, right? Lucky…
If by “always” you mean “argh I don’t know if we’re going to make it to nationals this year because we’ve only made it to nationals twice, I just happened to be part of it both times”, then yes.
YUUth group today devolved into a full-blown food fight. I love belonging to a religion that can start a service by singing “There’s a Hole in the Bottom of the Sea” and end it by tossing coffee beans at each other.
Your church sounds utterly awesome.
It’s less of a church and more of a we-like-to-sing-and-eat-muffins group, but yes, it is.
Even better.
That’s fantastic.
Have people been following the protests in Wisconsin? The governor has written a bill to take away many of the rights of unions.
Yep. School has been out for them for the past 3 days. “Political unrest in Wisconsin” is a phrase that should be used more often, haha.
Yes, Wisconsin is not a place I associate with upheaval and unrest.
You got out of school because of political unrest? *googles*
“Among the masses were some 40% of [city’s] teachers, who coordinated a collective sick day that forced the state to shutter its second-largest school system.”
“The measure, introduced last Friday by new Republican Governor Scott Walker, would take away public-worker unions’ ability to negotiate pensions, working conditions and benefits. State and local workers would have to foot more of the cost for their pensions–around 5.8 %–and more than twice that percentage of their health-care costs. Nearly all public workers–the bill exempts police, firefighters and state troopers–would be able to bargain only for salary, and any wage increases would be tied to the Consumer Price Index.” I don’t really agree with this, even though I know Wisconsin does have a large deficit.
Wisconsin has a large deficit because Scott Walker cut taxes and created one.
““Political unrest in Wisconsin†is a phrase that should be used more often, haha.”
I’m not sure if that is true. If the political unrest causes progress, yes, but I don’t like Scott Walker’s act to take away the rights of unions.
I understand what the governor is trying to do, but something seems inherently wrong to me about taking away the right to organize. My instinctive opposition could be because we just learned about the Combination Act, which did basically the same thing in early 19th-century Britain, in AP Euro. It didn’t work out. I consider it a human right to be able to protest poor or unfair conditions, and outlawing a major form of protest altogether seems questionable. (Obviously, what “unfair” should be a matter of debate – in this economic situation, with many private sector employees taking cuts, they really shouldn’t be expecting raises.)
I agree. Isn’t kind of unconstitutional as well? It guarantees the right to protest peacefully, and this is somewhat similar to that…
This isn’t about raises, though. It is about the right to ask for better working conditions and the right to have a union.
I first read that as “…take away many of the rights of unicorns.”
*double take*
then “…take away many of the rights of onions.”
You know how you just understand some people? How everything that the person says makes sense to you, and you can almost guess what they’re thinking? I just found that person. An hour and a half on the phone with him, talking about the deepest things, and I was me, not the school me, or the talking to mother me, me.
I truly enjoy listening to him talk. It’s not only his voice, but what he says and how he says it. It’s like he’s painting a picture, like he has this little filter in his mind that all of his thoughts run through to make them beautiful and eloquent.
I realize that this sounds like a love letter, but I mean everything in the most platonic sense possible.
Unfortunately, my brother may or may not have heard me talking about him. So that sucks.
This is how I feel about my real life best friend, who came to museblog once as ‘flower on the moor.’ We just started talking one day when she was the new girl at school, and totally clicked. Now we know just about everything about each other, still have the same opinions on almost everything, and we finish each others sentences. She knows me better than I know myself, and I don’t think we will ever lose this connection.
Have you ever been listening to a song while browsing the Interblag, and suddenly come across a .gif that is absolutely hysterical in juxtaposition with the song? It’s a wonderfully ego-inflating feeling, like the forces of the universe are conspiring to entertain you against your will.
most gifs are perfectly set to kpop
just try it
This particular one was New Moon Rising, by Wolfmother, and some minor character from the film Road to El Dorado furiously strumming a banjo. It was amazing.
It feels deeply bizarre to be the only one on MB at such an ungodly hour, except for one of the GAPAs… I imagine it’s Paul or Rosanne, they tend to be the ones in vastly different time zones than me.
Nope. ‘Tis moi, though it shouldn’t be.
What are you doing up at 4 AM? (I think that’s NC time… unless you’re elsewhere… gah, cannot think without sleep, don’t know how Jade manages it… perhaps the College Fun Vampires also drain wakefulness? Supply undergrads with vast reserves of energy?)
To forestall your next question, I’m luxuriating in the pointless sleep madness of a four-day weekend and listening to various obscure musics.
You just edited your post while I was writing my reply.
Unless the hallucinations are coming backI am stunned.No, I’m the one who was hallucinating.
Er, why are you on such a different time zone as all the other MBers? You seem to post at the same time as Selenium and me, and we live in Asia.
I’m actually on the American West Coast, so it’s not that I’m in a different time zone, more a different sleep schedule.
same here!
Sleep: see “weak, for the”.
“MuseBlog: Destroying Young Minds With Sleep Deprivation Since 2005.”
And loving every minute of it.
“It’s so easy when you’re evil…”
Aww sorry! I was up, but my computer had a little panic attack last night so I wasn’t on the internet. It’s okay now though.
Also seeing EBETH and GRANT and LIZZIE today WOOOOOO
Please file a report after (or during) your syzygy.
report: They are the SLOWEST. They’ve been coming to pick me up for like the past hourrrrr
Somehow, that doesn’t surprise me.
I live in the Northwest. if I stay up until 11:30 it looks like I’m up at 2:30.
I HAVE A JAZZ FESTIVAL ON FRIDAY!!!
Hey guys, stopping in for a few moments. I haven’t the time to read all the comments (you talk a a lot…..) but wanted to update.
So, the admission councilor who got HP jokes was definitely a good sign. I think. (However, she’s not a Harry Potter fan, though we had a bonding moment over her inability to connect with the HP books and my similar conundrum with LOTR, which she likes. She recognized the reference from the movies. Oh well.)
Anyway yeah, the interview went well. She’s enthusiastic about homeschoolers, thought my application/portfolio was cool, was a nice person and hugged me when I left. Basically I really want to go to that school.
Awesome thing: The Boy was impressed by the school too, and is actually considering transferring, which would be cool beyond description. We’ll see.
After looking around the campus we explored Asheville, which is a fantastic city. I love it. We also got yummy food. I loved that, too.
Yesterday we went to this awesome kind of waterfall series sort of thing with lots of boulders and stuff and climbed on teh rocks, explored cave-y things, I fell off a log, and it was awesome in general. We also ate chocolate. Chocolate makes everything the best.
Last night we tried to make pasta. As in, make pasta from scratch. It didn’t work very well as the directions “four egg yolks” ended up being translated as “two eggs…..why isn’t this working?!” Then we gave up and used pasta that came in a box. It turned out a lot better.
Today has just been lazing around, going into town later to poke around town, then probably more lazing around.
Gave my young cousin Arthur the atlas I bought him, and we looked at it for a while today. He know he lives in North America, and he can find Australia and Antarctica without any help on a world map! I think it would be absolutely fab if I can really get him to share my love for geography. At the very least, no cousin of mine is going to be one of those kids who can’t find the US on a map.
Those who now mock the need for Sleep
will find in time the tables turned,
when Sleep mocks them most painfully.
So true, so true. My first time pulling an all-nighter I fell asleep in Sunday school about three times.
LIES
ALL LIES
Sorry, my dear, but I stand before you as a living Cautionary Tale. Beware! Beware! Mock the Powers of Sleep at your peril!
*rattles chains*
*eeville cackles trail off into the distance*
D8
I REFUSE TO BELIEVE IT
SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK
No question about it: we GAPAs are overwhelmingly pro-sleep.
Personally, I can’t think of many things nicer than a nap.
I should be asleep right now, not blowing off regular and make-up homework. I have zero period PE tomorrow. Life is gonna suck.
Not only do I need sleep, I need more sleep than most people do. Even if I get to bed at nine-thirty, if I have to wake up at five-thirty the next morning for Driver’s Ed, I will need a quasi-nap in the afternoon.
(A quasi-nap is when you remove your watch and glasses, lie down on your bed, pull up the blankets, cuddle your stuffed Squirtle and close your eyes, but don’t actually lose consciousness, only lie there for half an hour relaxing and thinking soothing thoughts.)
I take quasi-naps as part of my afternoon routine.
Random question for Piggy-
What exactly is the difference between a priest, monk, and a minister? (In the Roman Catholic tradition.) Thanks!
A priest is an ordained clergyman who has the power to say Mass, hear confession, and perform various other actions. A monk is a man who is a member of a specific monastic order. Some are priests, some aren’t. Each order has its own specific rules and way of life. A minister is a Protestant term and not a part of Catholicism.
So the statistical breakdown on my biochem test last Tuesday has been posted. Of the 195 people taking the test, only two individuals scored higher than me (by two points, aka two questions) and three other people scored exactly the same as me (66/70, or about 94%). It makes me feel smart.
“Feel” smart? You are smart.
I just got back from watching Black Swan.
…holy cake it was terrifying. I will not be able to look in a mirror for a few days.
Still awesome though.
I have insomnia… *sigh*
So I’m not exactly sure where I should be posting this. I figure it’s randomish enough to go on the random thread. GAPAs, if you think it should go somewhere else feel free to move it. I can’t copy and paste on this Kindle, and I already typed this up here…
So I’m feeling kinda cakey currently… my friends keep turning out to be… not quite as close as I’d thought they were. Case in point is an incident today… All right, so there’s this girl on another website who I’ve known since September when she asked me to do some fanart of her favorite character in a fandom which I also like a lot. We got to talking, and laughed a lot together, and came up with a very cracky crossover idea which we’ve been running an RPG off of together since. Said crossover will henceforth be referred to as MdlK, and it’s the main thing our friendship has going currently. She’s written multiple fanfics about it, and I’ve done fanart of it, and it’s been extremely fun.
So earlier today we were talking about one of her fanfics, and she referred to me as ‘one of my main MdlK supporters’. WTC? I am her partner in the caking thing, am I not? ‘Yeah, I guess, but… you’re right…’ she said, and changed the subject, telling me to go post on the RPG, which she had recently changed from a random, comic thing to basically a version of one of her fanfics.
So I went and looked up the first time we talked about MdlK. Okay. She thought it up in the first place. Ignore the months and months of RPing which pretty much built the world, all the ideas we’ve bounced off each other. I guess she could have done it without me, right? It’s her idea, and I just happened to be there?
It’s not that I don’t like her. I like her a lot. That’s what makes this hurt… I thought we were working together…
I hate going away every year like this. It completely cuts off my connections from everyone I know. And then things change.
Ideas as to what to do please?
I’m sorry if I’m incoherent, by the way. I’m rather tired.
Curse you, Julia Child.
And I quote. “Poaching eggs is a simple, easy process.”
Ha.
Small steps, dear, small steps. You don’t want to use up all of your cooking karma.
Shadowfire-you seem quite a lot like one of my friends. Could your name have two syllables?
Er, yes.
Wow, I’m good.
Will you give me a hint?
It’s Joanne. If I actually did know you that would be incredibly awesome.
That’s what they said about microwave lasagna, germknödel, tortellini/ravioli/noodles, sausages and string beans too.
WHOOPIE!!! (Sorry, couldn’t resist.) I made whoopie pies (DO they actually count as pie….?). My last whoopies were mini whoopies, although they weren’t supposed to be that way…not this batch, though. Mmm. *loves whoopies*
GRRrrrr…it’s snowing. It’ll make for good skiing, though.
Neither have I. (Although I know several Stereotypical Preppy New York Kids who have.)
I have never been skiing. (Please, no more skiing metaphors…)
I’ve never been anywhere with enough snow for skiing, unfortunately.
I’m not very good at it, but I’ve always loved skiing. Flying down a hill on two sticks of metal is just fun.
Heh heh heh.
I’m posting this from (um, Canada), where I will be skiing for the next four days. I am not and have never been a skier.
Okay, this is kind of awesome/creepy. Whenever I mouse over one of the pies on this laptop, it just gets bigger…and BIGGER…and BIGGER. I think there’s probably a problem, but for now I’ll just enjoy it.
Does it come out of the screen and hit you?
We’re working on that.
I read an article about 3D printing today. They printed a violin.
Really? That’s amazing. I had no idea we were that far along. Did it say anything about the proposed cell-printing project? If we can print working musical instruments, it shouldn’t be long before we print human organs, too.
Was it in the Economist? If so, I read it too.
Late reply, sorry…
How many people here read the Economist?
Well, I know at least one – myself…
Hurrah! My mom and I went to Trader Joe’s this morning (this was the second time we’ve been there) and she’s decided that she wants to shop there more often. She says she’s tired of all the weird chemicals and whatnot in non-organic food, so it sounds like we’ll be eating Real Food a lot more. And we’re going back again this afternoon because we decided we didn’t buy enough this morning.
Where do you live again? Here in Indiana, we have a Trader Joe’s, but my family goes to ***** for produce.
Nebraska.
Someone pied this comment. I don’t know why. :vaguelyconfused:
Somebody likes Nebraska?
Get their chocolate croissants!!!
There are Trader Joe’s everywhere around here. I could probably walk to two right now and take maybe fifteen or twenty minutes to get to like three more.
I had never heard of Trader Joe’s until someone mentioned it on here…
Neither had I.
Neither I.
Seriously?! Must be like In-n-Out except less well known!
I have know about Trader Joe’s since at least 2006 through outside of MB sources but have no idea what In-n-Out is. Is it a grocery store like Trader Joe’s, then? Selling speciality type things and snacks?
in-n-out is sells the food of the gods
even as a vegetarian i look back fondly on the many hamburgers i have eaten there
californians like to talk about it with great pride as it is indigenous to the west coast
*hushed silence*
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT IN-N-OUT IS?! I hate hamburgers, and I’ll accept their food! My out of state family, whenever they come in, want to eat In-n-Out all the time. They don’t care if it’s breakfast, they want their delicious burgers.
There was a prank last April 1st where someone posted up a sign on an abandoned store in NYC that said “In-n-Out coming soon to this location!” and the people freaked.
In-n-Out is the only decent fast food store existent in the universe. Its burgers are yummy, its fries are perfect, its milkshakes are exquisite. It has a ridiculously simple menu, consisting of the aforementioned burgers, fries, and shakes, and slight variations on the burgers. It also has a secret menu, which contains items like the Neopolitan Shake (strawberry and chocolate and vanilla) and animal fries (fries with a special awesome sauce).
Axa is right, we Californians do speak of it with the greatest of pride. Because it’s the essence of several gods in burger, fries, shake, and a nice table outdoors form.
I haven’t been on for a while-my dad refuses to get internet, and my neighbor’s internet now has a password-I’ll try to get on just as much at school. One important thing that happened recently-I have a Multi Genre Research Collection. We choose a person and research them, then write different genres about them. Guess who I chose?
So what’s changed around here?
Hello, cromwell! Just the other day I was wondering how you’re doing.
Oliver Cromwell, perhaps?
Oliver Cromwell lay buried and dead,
Hee-haw, buried and dead,
There grew an old apple-tree over his head,
Hee-haw, over his head.
The apples were ripe and ready to fall,
Hee-haw, ready to fall,
There came an old woman to gather them all,
Hee-haw, gather them all.
Oliver rose and gave her a drop,
Hee-haw, gave her a drop,
Which made the old woman go hippety hop,
Hee-haw, hippety hop.
We have a lovely pile of snow that is currently attempting to bury us.
Taekwondo closed early today, so now I’m at home wasting my time.
Dobro dosli, dobro mi dosli, prijatelji svi. Ej, proklet bio, tko nas rastavi!
*air prim solo*
I am watching too much Whose Line. Also got my hair cut.
I am registering my dog for an intermediate training class. Then I plan to complete a CGC class and have him take the CGC test. I’m trying to become therapy dog/handler.
Back at college after Ensiferum concert with Ebeth and Grant. So. Much. Win. SO MUCH. I hurt in the best way possible.
And before that was hanging out with Lizzie as well! We ate delicious foods and pastries and it was the best of times.
And now I have homework that I haven’t started yet. Oops.
oxlin is happy because:
– I’ve recently talked to a good friend very frequently. Said friend is rather reticent most of the time and we’ve had rather long and even somewhat deep conversations so yay!
– Tonight I started a poem I’ve been wanting to write for a while, one that expresses something that I’ve been looking for the words with which to properly express it.
-Today I’ve made progress on big homework-y things and they seem less big.
-Today I’ve been in a large and silly game of Settlers of Catan involving chickens and penguins.
Today has been rather pleasant, as days go.
Oh and someone told me they liked my White Tree of Gondor t-shirt. No one ever comments on this t-shirt but it is awesome.
Half our teachers were out sick today. Then on the MRT home the guy next to me threw up and fainted. I think there may be a bug going around.
*happy dance* I have light saber chopsticks!
Can anyone help me? I’ve had this line running through my head all day: “I had twenty-four hours to clear Nordberg.” It’s driving me nuts. I can’t remember who said it, although I think it’s from a movie.
A google search returns nothing for your mystery quote.
Choklit Orange: Is it from The Naked Gun: From the Files of Police Squad?
Ah! Yes! Of course! Thank you so much. It kept me up last night.
I hate how one tiny thing can occupy the forefront of your mind forever.
Light saber chopsticks?!?! *jealousy* Mine are boring.
COUNTDOWN TO SCIENCE OLYMPIAD STATE: 11 DAYS
I really haven’t been on here for a long time, and I probably should have posted here before going anywhere else, but I thought I’d show up again (at the worst possible time for me, of course).
So, a few weeks ago, I went to California to look at colleges… and perhaps the rest of this post would be better suited for the colleges thread.
Also, what’s the deal with these pies? Are we trying to be more like Facebook now?
Facebook has pies?
…Hey, guys, I just had a great idea for a letter to Mark Zuckerberg!
I have a feeling that he’s the sort of person who might be a threat to our plans for World Domination. The less he knows about us, the better.
Yes, but that doesn’t mean we can’t learn from him. He has taken over the world, hasn’t he? *cue evil laughter*
California colleges! *cheers*
What’s science olympiad like? I used to do math olympiad, but from all the excitement around here about the science one I get the feeling it’s a lot better.
GAPAs, did you get my message on the music thread? I was wondering if I could send you a recording of my friend and I playing a Croatian song.
Snow day today.
I actually didn’t want this day off. Taekwondo testing is this weekend. Whenever school is cancelled we cancel as well.
I am going to make a UP advice post of things I wish I knew when I was younger.
Things Unintended Pun Wishes She Knew When She Was Your Age:
1. Instead of wasting time worrying about how to get everything done, use that time to do something.
2. Everything will be different in 4 years.
3. 4 years is a very short amount of time.
UP,
Certainly, send it in. We might not be able to post it right away, but we’ll get around to it eventually.
So I’ve been told.
The entire week of school is off for me!!!!!
my school has more vacations than regular schools, but we end later in June than most schools, which can be very annoying. Summer camp once started while I was still in school
Last day at home and with my own laptop before going away to (somewhere very, VERY cool). I can’t say too much about it until after it’s happened, because there’s the chance that my real name might show up somewhere online, but those of you who read my Muserology in its print form will probably be able to guess.
Let’s just say it’s the best birthday present I’ve ever gotten.
You’re going to MARS?!?!
Silly Enc, VASIMR hasn’t been perfected yet.
Ah, so just the moon?
Well, This is The Way to the Moon, I’ll tell you that. (Yes, that’s a reference to something.)
Greetings, KaiYves! Did you listen to NPR this morning? My science-writer friend Nell Greenfieldboyce did a nice “This Is Your Life” segment for Discovery.
This doesn’t really have anything to do with anything much, but his last name is awesome.
Selenium:
Her last name. She used to be Nell Boyce, but then she and her husband decided to combine their last names without a hyphen. I don’t know anybody else who has done that.
Oh, I’m so sorry! I read that as Neil.
How terribly embarassing.
I don’t know anyone who’s done that either, it’s pretty unique. But also cool. (:
Sorry, I didn’t. We’re quite busy today.
I can imagine!
Did anybody else get a day of today?
Yes, and yesterday I had a day of yesterday, and tomorrow I’ll have a day of tomorrow!
GRAMMAR NAZI!!
What?
Ooh. I just noticed the meaning of this.
I thought it was a joke about the letters “yes”, then I saw Adeia’s post and got really confused.
I have a day off, and I’m going crazy.
Me too… I already had my spring break this weekend, so I already had a 4 day weekend…. I don’t know what to do with myself!
Im sorry… That’s supposed to be off… I got I snow day today…
No, I only had half a day of today.
Wait, so you get 12 hours while everyone else has to have a full 24 hours? Awesome. How does that work?
I overslept.
Starr is back! Gosh, I missed MB.
It feels like I haven’t posted on here in forever…
I had a snow day today but I’ve been sick for the last couple of days – I’ve had a headache, been dizzy whenever I try to stand up, and slight fever. Yuck. Luckily the fever seems like it’s going down, but the headache is being extremely annoying and persistent…blargh.
Poor starr. *choklit*
Enceladus, you remind me of myself, which is a scary thought. We have the same sort of posting style and sense of humor, methinks.
*sips on ginger beer and considers homework*
That is quite a complement! (Except the scary thought part, possibly.)
“Complement”? No, I said we’re similar, not that we “complement” each other.
Judging from this exchange, you do complement each other!
According to Dictionary.com, a complement is “something that completes or makes perfect”. It’s impossible for Enc and I to complement each other, since we’re already perfect. We complement ourselves.
“For Enc and me,” O perfect one.
Indeed.
I guess I’ve been paying too much attention to the letter I in this discussion.
Funny, we didn’t notice.
Perhaps you two supplement each other. After all, you’re both always right. *dodges pies*
Should I just propose now?
Well, perhaps we’re 45 degree angles.
Sigh.
Here’s a complimentary angle:
Ooh, that’s a cute angle!
Okay, I concede. Enc and Piggy are perfect.
Oh, the immense fun of misinterpreting things due to typos.
So on thursday I’m getting braces, and tomorrow I’m having an eye appointment. Oh, and I just got a haircut. Can someone say total recognition failure? I probably won’t even be able to recognize myself in a mirror. The only perk is that you can freak out your best friends. Oh well. I’m going to high school next year anyway.
And now for something completely different:
One day I was saying something was totally bad, except it came out “totally brad”. Now it’s sort of like “cake”, being a general purpose swear-but-not-really-word. So if I say i was really bradded off, or i felt like a pile of brad, you’d get it. “Tee-tee for then, ta-ta for now!”
(1 spdzk point if you can get the source of that quote!)
Braces… suck. Sorry, but it’s true.
Glasses… meh. I’ve had them since the age of 6; I basically don’t know what life is like WITHOUT glasses.
Haircuts… are okay! Except for the sitting-and-waiting. And the bits of hair that accumulate on the back of your neck and go down your shirt. But having less hair to deal with is good.
TTFN, ta-ta for now!
YAY WINNIE THE POOH <3
That’s pretty brad.
:]
On a totally unrelated note:
I just went to Big Lots and they were selling books 2 for $5, so of course I bought some.
I am also now the proud owner of a bag of chocolate pretzels. Now my sister can’t yell at me when she doesn’t know what happened to her chocolate pretzels because I have my own so why would I want hers?
(My sister thinks that I’m always stealing her stuff, even though I’m not)
I have a riddle for you guys!
,dr go.o ydco yfll. rb ydco ocyZ
There are two typographical errors in the clue; however, if you understand the premise, they should be insignificant.
(Actually, I need this for something else, but that’s beside the point. Any help would be appreciated!
I do when I don’t mind typing slowly.
who uses this typpe on this sit?
I’ve tried to use this typpe on this and other sits, but I’ve never been able to commit to a full conversion.
((This was in reply to Kokonilly. It appears I neglected to click “Reply”.))
Oh hey woo, that was my 5000th comment under this precise name. *confetti and whatnot*
You, Jadestone, Alice, Robert, Rebecca, and me.
Good job and welcome to the club.
*throws confetti*
A pleasure to see you, TMFA!
I think you mean pies, not confetti.
Or confetti pies.
You are correct as usual. A slip of the keyboard.
After seven hours, five American literature lectures and one ten-minute stop I’m home from NC. It was all sunny and warm and nice there this morning, and here it’s cold and there’s lots of snow. What happened?! 0.o
Anyway, I’m back, I’m alive, I need to work on the essay for Prin. I also am trying to decide whether I should point out the grammatical errors they made in their explanation/prompt for the essay. Seeing as they claim to be looking for an essay that is “carefully proofread” I rather wish to tell them they should have proofread their own work before stating that. Double standards, anyone? They’re small errors, but dumb ones that shouldn’t have been made, especially not in a college application. Perhaps in my segment on what I would add to the community I should include that I would keep them from making foolish mistakes like that in the future. It’s worth a shot, I guess.
Honestly though, those mistakes are extremely vexing for some reason. Do I want to carry out my education at an institution that makes easily fixed mistakes on its application?
*sigh*
I have just pinked five comments on this thread.
I feel extremely powerful.
MUAHAHAHAHA!!! I HAVE PINKED THE PINKER!
So, Museblog. You and I have grown apart, haven’t we? What with Facebook, and AP Euro, and all the other stuff I’m doing, I haven’t been on this site in a while.
I haven’t read muse, really, in a while.
Now it is a fact that my subscription to the magazine stops in April.
Should I renew or not?
I really can’t decide.
TMFA!
I remember you from back in the day…
Have you not read Muse in a while because you somehow find it less awesome and engaging, or because you lack time for it. If the former, don’t renew. If the latter, try to find time to read the ones you haven’t read yet, then decide whether to renew when it’s closer to the time you’ll need to.
Why hello there! It’s been a while
I would suggest renewing it. The world is better with Muse.
My parents decided that I didn’t need to subscribe. It is okay. A library near me still gets Muse so I read all of theirs when I’m home on break. I do wish I still subscribed, though.
Though, yeah, if you haven’t read Muse in a while maybe you’d want to stop. I don’t know why my parents stopped my subscription but I still read the library’s.
I haven’t gotten Muse in…wow, I think since 2008. The world kept turning.
While I still love the magazine, it’s also a fact that I wasn’t reading it enough to beg my parents to renew the subscription. Also, by the end I noticed that several articles were covered earlier and in greater depth in National Geographic. Course, my subscription to that has also run out too, sadly enough. I wish I went to the library often enough to read both magazines there. But quite aside from being in the wrong country to do so at the moment, most of my library trips tend to very quick–in, get books, out.
This post is really more about me and my Muse issues (no pun intended) than about what you should do. Yet perhaps our collective experiences will somehow lead you to make the right choice.
I’m feeling a bit philosophical at the moment. Perhaps it has to do with speeding cars.
Meh, I haven’t read Muse much lately. I passed it onto my 9-year-old sister, who appreciates it much more than I do.
The Border’s near my hometown is closing, and it is one of the only bookstores near us (though we have some others). Apparently it was called underperforming and therefore was one of the 30% of Border’s stores that they were closing. Apparently online shopping is taking away a lot of their business, though I still brefer browsing through a store rather than a website.
In other news, I recently figured out that my library has an audiobook and ebook lending service, so you can checkout books without even leaving your house. You just download the book, listen to/read it, then “return” it when you’re done. It doesn’t have much selection yet, but hopefully it will expand.
I’m having a very relaxed spring break, and liking it.
same here :/ there is another one kind of near us but i don’t like it that much, inexplicably…
i have so many good memories of reading in our Borders, it’s really kind of sad…blah
that ebook service sounds cool!
There’s been an unexpectedly large amount of GAPA activity in the last little bit. I’m appreciative.
Hi, I’m in Florida! Went to Wizarding World today and it was aoqdwjfhpqvhqdspojghdidojhd. Reviews to come, but I have to sleep.
It is indeed aoqdwjfhpqvhqdspojghdidojhd. I take it you had fun?
*is envious*
Oh yes, please tell us about it! I’m going to Disney World over spring break (for the first time ever – *squee*!!!) and trying to convince my parents to let us go to the Wizarding World for at least one day during the week… I mean, I’m not going to go to Florida and NOT see it, right?
Calling anyone who is not a fan of twilight:
)
SparkNotes has a blog called SparkLife, and there’s a particular series on it called Blogging Twilight (then Blogging New Moon, the Eclipse, and now the guy is finishing up Breaking Dawn.) It’s written by an extremely funny guy named Dan Bergstein. Go look it up, it’s hilarious.
(By the way, I don’t replace reading actual books with SparkNotes. I read the book, then use SparkNotes as a review. Just in case you thought I was cheating.
Present. Team Potter.
Oh, I haven’t checked that in ages. *meanders off*
If this idea appeals to you, you should check out Mark Reads as well. Mark is an extremely intelligent, funny, conscientious guy who reads entire series one chapter at a time and posts chapter reviews every weekday. So far, he’s finished Twilight and Harry Potter, and he’s almost through The Hunger Games series as well. Because he’s never read them before and because spoilers are absolutely prohibited by his community, reading the reviews is almost like experiencing the books for the first time again. Enjoyment ensues. There’s also a companion “Mark Watches” site, which I haven’t visited much – but it’s currently focused on Doctor Who, for all of you fans.
CM, I don’t know if I want to hug you or curse you. I read Mark Reads until 4AM last night, and have done little else today. I won’t have free time until I finish catching up!! But reading the posts makes me feel so amazing that I cried and laughed, so I forgive you.
Mark made me experience falling in love with Harry Potter for the first time all over again.
Sounds rather like Alex Reads Twilight. A British guy by the name of Alex Day read and vlogged about it on his YouTube channel(nerimon) in a humorous and entertaining manner. You should examine it.
I second that. He is hilariously confused about why people like it so much.
Why is it I always think of snappy retorts ten minutes after the fact?
I have successfully poached an egg. I don’t see what all the fuss was about. It tasted like a boiled egg with the shell removed.
Ten minutes? You’re lucky. I tend to think of mine hours or days after the fact.
I have no clue why I keep thinking about these utterly unimportant conversations for that long.
I remember once last year I would’ve been able to break into spontaneous Beatles song parody if “saxophone” had had two syllables and not three. Or, of course, if “cornflake” had had three syllables and not two. It was quite disappointing.
“Sitting on a cornflake” parody, eh?
Once my friends and I (eighth grade) wrote a whole silly skit/play thing and we titled it Sitting on a Cornflake because we liked I am the Walrus.
I get mine as soon as I leave school boundaries. And then I start tripping on cobblestones.
work work work oh god so much work why do I always put things off I am SO BAD at this college thing
I’m going to Puerto Rico next week! Yay, no snow! Tans! The pool! The beach!
Guess who just jaywalked across four lanes of speeding highway traffic today? Yes, that’s right, FF did! Now doesn’t she feel all accomplished and stuff!
…And also grateful to still be alive.
Please be careful. A girl in my art class died last week, running across a highway.
We’re glad to hear of your success. But, you know, people who tell you to “Go play in traffic” don’t mean it literally.
Most of them, anyway.
In all honesty, I would prefer not to. But there don’t seem to be any crosswalks in Jordan, and if you want to get to the other side of the street…well. I try not to cross alone, and constantly scan both sides of the road. Traffic jams are a pedestrian’s best friend.
My previous post was less triumph that I made it across than a rather angry and sarcastic statement regarding the difficulties crossing the roads here. But you can’t read tone in writing. Road-crossing actually quite scary, and I’m going to have to do it again, I know. *sigh…* Such is life. Consider this a brief snapshot of my experience in Jordan and the absolutely crazy driving here.
FF:
Jordan sounds more civilized than Cairo used to be. When I worked there, there were no identifiable lanes — just lots and lots and lots of cars that never stopped unless they were gridlocked. If you wanted to cross the street, all you could do was take a deep breath and wade in. And, you know, I did feel a warm glow of accomplishment every time I reached the other side alive.
Well, there weren’t exactly identifiable lanes here, either. 4 lanes is my guess. And most roads do have a little strip in the middle where you pause to catch your breath and gauge the next couple of lanes. But Amman has fewer people living in it than Cairo, which doubtlessly affects the traffic situation.
Yay for reaching the other side alive!
India is kind of like that- the main objective is to gather a large group on the sidewalks and then hurl yourself into the road and pray someone stops you. Another method is to walk alongside a sacred cow.
India is kind of like that- the main objective is to gather a large group on the sidewalks and then hurl yourself into the road and pray someone stops you. Another method is to walk alongside a sacred cow. *vows never to go to India again*
Does anyone ever stop to think of how weird it is that a large portion of people go around wearing bright blue pants?
I mean they’re usually sort of a grey-ish blue. But yeah. Sometimes I count the number of people wearing jeans and it is usually 8/10 or so. I never am. I don’t like jeans; I find them rather scratchy and constricting.
I like jeans, just not skinny jeans. My aunt insisted on taking me on a shopping spree some time and made me try on some. It was very humiliating, seeing as I have never quite gotten the hang of dressing rooms. *shudders* According to her, I looked “gorgeous”, but I would much rather wear boot cut. *hates fashion*
I only have three pairs of skinny jeans (and two aren’t even denim…) because all my bootcuts had holes in the knees… and Target had a sale…
Is it any weirder than large portions of people going around wearing hats or hoop skirts or any other fashion trend in history?
Also, I wouldn’t call hats a “fashion trend”. Head coverings are a basic article of clothing that have been used for millenia.
True…I meant more like the 1950s when everyone wore fedoras. Is that right? Is it another type of hat?
especially since jeans were a gold rush era “fashion”, unless i’m much mistaken…we’re all bushy bearded prospectors
.2- But jeans have been in style for decades. Hoop skirts, not so much. And they’re worn internationally, not just in one or two countries.
.3- I was until a principal took away my pickaxe and suspended me for bringing a “weapon” to school. I just wanted to mine.
I only wear black jeans. Black skinny jeans, to be exact.
Black skinny jeans. Yes. This. I love my black skinny jeans. Black skinny jeans are the BEST.
Jeans are really annoying to wear/uncomfortable. I am told everyday that I wear “backpacking pants.” I’m going to have to wear jeans on Friday though (Tom Sawyer day).
I rarely wear jeans, unless I need some kind of rugged clothing that I don’t care/am not worried about ripping them (kind of like the gold miners…
)
I love jeans! They’re so comfortable, I wear them almost every day. However, they are kind weird. Who decided that they go with every color and pattern, for one thing?
I’ve always wondered about that, too. Some combinations would be awful with any other sort of identically colored trousers or skirt, yet denim gets a pass.
I know! It seems like the only rule is not to wear a shirt the exact same shade as your jeans, and even that is flexible.
I’d say that a lot of the hats that people wear are fashion trends. Plus it’s better than bustles / corsets, which also lasted decades. I don’t understand how people manage to look good in skinny jeans, though. I don’t really need the thigh / calf comparison to be that obvious, thank you very much.
I used to hate wearing jeans when I was little, but when I turned about 8 I started hating wearing non-jeans and now I wear jeans all the time. I don’t see anything wrong with them. They’re durable, fairly comfortable, and if it matches with everything, then that’s less hassle on my part!
Also, once I tried skinny jeans (my mom took me jeans shopping – “I swear, you need new pants every 6 months”) and the saleslady said “oh my gosh, you look great!” and I was like “feet… about… to.. fall… off… GETMEOUTOFTHISTHINGRIGHTNOW”.
I probably wear skinny jeans too often.. Usually at least four times a week. ‘normal’ pants feel weird now. On the other three days of the week I wear normal jeans, sweatpants, or a skirt/dress.
How odd it would be if most people wore very similar shirts and all the variation was in the pants.
Gahgoirhreaiohroihr.
So. Turns out the headache I had yesterday wasn’t just a headache – now I have a fever of 103 degrees. Whoo-hoo. I actually went to school today, but when I felt steadily worse I went to the nurse at the beginning of 8th period, when my temp was 99 degrees. Twenty minutes later, it was like 103 something… So I got to go home early.
I’m feeling a lot better now though, which is good news! But I’m still not going to school tomorrow regardless, and I’m sort of bummed because my sister is in the school play Willy Wonka and they are having their opening performance for the whole school tomorrow, and now I’m going to miss it.
They still have another performance on Friday night, so I’ll still see it, but I’m still sort of disappointed…
Oh, goodness! That’s terrible!!
[Just curious… is the script she’s using purple-magenta, yellowish, and covered in candy? And is it a musical?]
Yes! Well, I’m pretty sure it was…and the play was very good, by the way. I did see it Friday, and although I keep getting annoying headaches I’m definitely recovering from whatever I had now…
Oh no! Get well soon. *wellness squid*
Are we going to have to change our thumbs-up pies to squid?
Tentacles up.
Yes. Yes.
My disco-dancing squid army will be so pleased…
Speen feels sad. Go have your squids play with the rainbow -zebra-squid, he’s lonely.
Wow, I miss Speen.
Maybe we should change our emoticons to squid. *insert happy little squid face here*
Oh Koko no.
Actually, Rosebud2, your avatar looks slightly squiddish.
You mean the star with glasses, right? I suppose it does look sort of like a squid (I was in the library before school and I was in too much of a hurry to type in my real email). I’m pretty sure you don’t mean the Flying Kangaskhan, because that is one thing which looks nothing like a cephalopod at all.
We could add new squid emoticons like :wellness:
or maybe :motivation:
And they could be squids!
____
1 * * 1
1 1_
I I I I I I
I I I I I I
I_I I_I I_I
Squid!
I believe that it’s not possible to add emoticons, only to change them, right?
There are ways to add extra emoticons.
Oh yes, there are ways… -cackle-
Then why did the GAPAs change the arrow and lightbulb instead of adding extra ones for the pies and HPB’s?
Sheer laziness.
Whoa. I send out empathy squids and happiness squids…
[obligatory “New Raw Materials today!” post]
A Declaration:
In the summer between senior year and college (this is the summer of 2013) I am going to climb into a car and go find America. Well, part of America, since it’s probably only plausible for me to travel around the area west of the Rockies in the timespan I’ve got.
I may or may not have Internet. I may or may not have a friend with me. I do know that I will keep a journal of my travels, discussing what I see and what’s there. Throughout the journey, I will be looking for America, and seeing if I can find it, or if it’s even there to be found.
Why? Because Jack Kerouac did it, and it sounded interesting, and I’ve only got so much time between now and dying, and most of it is filled up with go to school get a job get married have kids, and I believe everyone ought to have an adventure. So I will. And I’ll go find America.
/declaration>
Traveling solely west of the Rockies isn’t covering much of America at all. You’d be surprised how far you can travel in a couple months. Also: make sure you have a good tent and sleeping bag. Also: gas is expensive, and getting pricier every day. Make sure you have a lot of money saved up.
A prominent Cognitive Scientist and Philosopher just came to my school to speak!
I won a debate today, because my opponent began his argument with, “First of all, I agree with everything you just said.”
Also, half the school (luckily, not me) got food poisoning from the cafeteria’s potato salad. This is why I bring my lunch.
Tra la la la la. I walked through the mall today in a delightful 1800s-style dress and attracted several peculiar stares.
Something similar happened to me on Wednesday!
It was at our weekly MUN practice and a delegate had just submitted an amendment for a resolution. We were debating whether or not to ratify the amendment, and the delegate who wrote it had to make a speech defending his amendment and explaining why it would improve the resolution.
After his speech, he answered several points of information from other delegates, mainly questions designed to try and argue about its flaws and see if the delegate can defend the amendment, and during his answers to the POIs he said repeatedly, ‘This delegate does admit that this amendment is unclear and has many flaws…’ He said this in response to several people’s questions!
So then I asked the Chair if I could rise to a point of information and I asked the delegate, ‘Does the delegate really feel that this amendment is viable considering that he has stated many times himself that it lacks clarity?’
This attracted a blank stare from the delegate, quite a few seconds of silence, a ‘This delegate will respond to you in note form’ response – the ultimate defeat in MUN (because it means you can’t think of an answer to the question) and applause from the other delegates present.
I’m never going to get into college.
Why not?
It’s just…we’ve had so many college meetings in school and I’ve been visiting colleges all week and they talk about how our GPA’s should always be 3.6 or higher and how they want an upward trend in grades through the four years of high school and how hard I’ll have to work to get those grades, and how I need a good score on the ACT when I only have a 27 right now and am taking it again next week…not to mention I have no AP classes this year or next year. I’m not what colleges want and I’m not smart enough to go to MSU. I feel so stressed.
okay, totally false. i really hated the “college prep” culture and reading this reminds me how much i still do.
1) standardized testing is not everything, despite the crazed rants of all school officials. many colleges only look at it as a kind of baseline, and it will not make or break you. additionally, there has been talk about doing away with the tests altogether as a consideration. several colleges no longer accept scores, and i know that this year the UC system no longer requires subject tests. the general trend is putting less distinction on them, and for good reason imo, but i’ve talked about that so much elsewhere i won’t bore anyone with that again
2) i had at least 2 Cs in school (probably more lol), dropped out of AP Stats, and in general was pretty much an average student. I was in APs, granted, but I didn’t really do that well in them outside of Lit and Comp/Language. And I got into a lot of excellent schools. (maybe i’m not the best person to talk about this considering…but I did get in!)
how many APs does your school offer? Colleges take that into consideration as well. mine was filled with resume grubbers so we had a lot and most kids took as many as they could, but i don’t think
3) yes, you are what colleges want. the fact that you are here is in my opinion reason enough to believe you are highly intelligent and any college would be lucky to have you!
i take it you’re a junior or sophomore? especially if you’re a junior, please remember that so much of what you’re hearing right now is just talk. I don’t remember half the doomsday things that were being said when i was in your position. essentially: even though it is stressful, try not to let it get to you too much. *failed pep talk choklit*
oh whoops, meant to type “but i don’t think it’s something that is mandatory for college entrance in any sense”
yep
I’m a junior now
Thanks for calming me down. I was literally having a mental breakdown this week, but this advice helps a lot!
“MuseBlog: Pulling People Back from the Brink Since 2005.”
Of course you will. I’ve never heard of anybody that couldn’t get into any colleges at all. Have you?
95 (Fishi)~ *hugs* I’m sure you’ll be able to get in and do perfectly fine, if it’s what you want.
95- You’ll be fine. I second what Errata said. Anyone can get into college if they try, and I’m sure you’re above average anyway.
Speaking of college worries…I just typed a post about my woes and my computer deleted it. Think of it as a sign… I’m just going to get over it and start being more proactive about my future. Yeah!
92- I want to do that too! Only I have to wait until later because I have to work this summer.
Only I want to do it on a scooter. Because Peter S. Beagle did it, etc. Plus scooters get way better gas mileage and look nicer than most cars.
P.S. I think it is terribly amusing that the little “cancel” button is in Spanish.
I was about to start singing Simon and Garfunkel’s America, but forgot all the words. Shame on me.
They’re in Portuguese.
I stand corrected.
Portuguese is even funnier, no?
92 (Cat’s Eye)~ A cross-country road trip sounds fantastic. My dad did it on his motorcycle ages ago (like, before I was born, I’m pretty sure before he married my mom and back when platform shoes were unisex). I’d love to go across country as well, with no particular time schedule, just going along as possible. Don’t know how realistic that is, but it’d be awesome. Phil wants to do it too, so on the highly unlikely chance that I’d be allowed to go on a road trip with a boy that I’m not married to that would be awesome.
(On a serious note though, some of my friends that are my age are engaged and it’s really weirding me out.)
Or I could tell him we need to get married and do that as a honeymoon.
97 (Alice)~ Here you go: *sings along*
“Let us be lovers we’ll marry our fortunes together”
“I’ve got some real estate here in my bag”
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner’s pies
And walked off to look for America
“Kathy,” I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh,
“Michigan seems like a dream to me now”
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I’ve gone to look for America
Laughing on the bus,
Playing games with the faces,
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said “Be careful his bowtie is really a camera”
“Toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat”
“We smoked the last one an hour ago”
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field
“Kathy, I’m lost,” I said, though I knew she was sleeping
I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They’ve all gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
Ooh, one of my favorite songs.
This conversation reminds me: as some of you know, my senior year college roommate was Swedish. Four of her friends flew over to the States, rented a van, and drove all around the country. They had a fantastic time, although the vegetarian in the group had to become a temporary omnivore, considering the lack of dining options in the U.S. in those days, especially for kids depending on fast food.
When they visited us at the college, we arranged for them to lodge at what was then the alumnae house, and early 19th-century building that still had an old-fashioned hospital-ward style dorm room upstairs, complete with muslin curtains separating the beds.
One look at these hulking teenage boys filled the staff person with alarm. As she showed everyone around, she kept reiterating “now remember this is very old!” at the end of every sentence. We were all exchanging glances and rolling our eyes, trying very hard not to laugh, because back home theses guys were used to being around historical sites that were already a millennium old when the alumnae house was built.
There have been 1,996 posts (threads, I assume) on MuseBlog to date! I can’t believe we’re almost to 2,000.
Woo! My birthyear!
Tom Sawyer day is tomorrow. My costume is; a red bandanna (I couldn’t find a straw hat, I guess it could be when they went to be pirates), my dad’s old cut up work jeans (apparently hydrogeologists see a lot of mud), a dark greeen t-shirt (oh, well), and my grandfathers old suit jacket (with holes). And yay for snickerdoodle cookies!
Forgot to mention that I’m Huck Finn, not Tom Sawyer.
I’ve finally given into the creative urge. My whole life I’ve consumed various “fantasy” media. Tolkien’s Middle Earth. Evan Dahm’s Overside. Redwall, Narnia, Morrowind, King Arthur, Ga’Hoole. Now I’ve started my own, grown out of my calendar system. I have the first version of the map drawn, taking into account weather patterns, trade routes, and possible plotlines for stories. I have the seeds of a number of such stories. I wish I could draw, but I can’t, so I’ll write instead.
I’d like to see it! Please share with us when you’re done!
“Done”? With what? The map? The stories? I doubt I’ll ever be “done” with any of it.
A brilliant idea! Something I think many of us have wanted to do for a long time, but haven’t had the schedule space to.
That sounds wonderful! i also feel sometimes like i wish i was a better artist (or an artist at all…) because that seems like a much more expedient way to get ideas out. ah well.
*mythologically encouraging choklit*
Yeah, Piggy! Come to the dark side! Just a warning: once you start worldbuilding, you can’t stop.
Check out Patricia C. Wrede’s worldbuilding questions online. They’re pretty brilliant.
You’d be surprised how well I can give up on projects.
No, I mean worldbuilding in general. It’s addictive. I don’t think I’ve ever used a single world I’ve done any extensive building on in an actual story.
I’d agree with Cat’s Eye. Worldbuilding can be addicting. You might stop working on one world but then you’ll find yourself planning another…
100 (Trojan Tiger)~ My dad read The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Fin to me when I was younger, and I’ve revisited them several times since. One time in DC at a big book festival there was a wall where people were to write their favorite book, or a book that influenced them, and after several minutes of contemplating I decided on Tom Sawyer. (It was a toss-up between that and My Side of the Mountain, another old favorite that I visited many times.) Just after that I picked up a pamphlet of banned books and found Tom Sawyer among their ranks, which is deeply saddening. I cannot imagine my childhood without those books–I always wanted to be friends with Tom and Huck, because they got up to the same kind of adventures I did, only better.
I’m currently in the mood for warm weather, music, dancing, laughter, people and soft lighting, preferably candles/torches or light spilling out of a house or pub or something. I also have a shameful craving for a corny pirate band.
But alas, I’m in my harshly lit room attempting to concentrate on books about 18th century theatre (which I’d normally find utterly fascinating) and somehow glean information and meaning from them before I have to return them tomorrow. It’s drizzling rain over the snow outside, and I’m listening to the drone of my electric heater, which isn’t succeeding in keeping my extremities warm.
It might snow tonight in the city for the first time since 1974! (“The city” being San Francisco.)
And the Giants play their first game of Spring Training tomorrow!
And I had a very in-depth talk with my drama teacher, in which I found out that I probably won’t make the cuts that she’ll have to do because she can’t have 60 people in the Advanced Acting class. Which is pretty heartbreaking for me, but I guess I’ve been expecting it for a while.
And my role in The Importance of Being Earnest has been changed! I’m Gwendolen now, not Lady Bracknell. Which is sort of disappointing, but on the other hand I always play Lady Bracknell-like characters, so it’s a nice change.
Hm, it’s been a sleepy day. I had several breakdowns over the Acting disappointment, trying to find a program so I can take Spanish over the summer that a) isn’t ridiculously expensive and b) gives me college credit, and the usual overachiever mental self-punishment. Luckily I only have Chem, History, Algebra, and English tomorrow, and three of those are incredibly easy, so I don’t have to put myself out there too much.
I told my dad that San Francisco factoid and he objected, saying that he was there in 1999 and there were definitely snowflakes coming down.
What kind of Spanish program are you looking for? More like a class or a camp? I went to a great Spanish immersion camp through Concordia Language Villages for two weeks a couple of years ago, and I know they have college credit program for older high school students as well. I’m not sure what their pricing is like, though, and there is the slight disadvantage (for us West Coast people) that most of the villages are in Minnesota. Still, it was a good language experience for me.
Well, my mom’s 48 and she’s lived in the area her whole life, and she said ’74. Maybe they were in different areas?
Class or camp is good. Concordia Language Villages, huh? I’ll have to look it up.
My cousin does Concordia! My sister might this summer too, but it isn’t definite if/when yet.
i heard it was supposed to snow in some parts of LA county, which i find highly irregular!
I have nothing much to say.
Except, why is it that the “N-word” is being vetted out of Tom Sawyer, but Harry Reid can say it over and over again on TV?
And I have knitted a nice soft warm hat with a feather in it! There’s not much call for warm hats in Singapore, but still. Maybe I can modify it and make it my Warm Hats not Hot Heads hat. I’m sending one to Judy Chu.
Oh, so I do have something to say. Three cheers for saying things.
Wait, do you mean Huckleberry Finn or Tom Sawyer? Either way, I entirely agree with you. I actually find it more offensive that those books are being censored than the use of the word in the book, since it’s in about the least racist context possible.
CO: Hold on. Do you mean Senator Harry Reid of Nevada?
Right, I forgot the title, sorry.
Hi! I’m currently in the airport in FL. Three. Freaking. Hour. Delay.
So that means that I have the time to give you a very long post.
Okay, so the first day- Magic Kingdom. Wow. I have to admit, it was really fun. We met up with the school band from a neighboring town that was visiting there, so that was fun. The fireworks made me turn into a little kid again. I swear. I was jumping up and down and saying “Oh my god it’s so pretty so pretty!” (Okay, my delete button just got stuck and deleted a lot of this post, so some of it is missing.)
Second day- Wizarding World/Universal- Wow. Wow. Wow. Oh my god. The butter beer was (almost) exactly as I had imagined it. Pumpkin juice, too, except it should’ve had spices in it. We only got to go on Flight of the Hippogriff and Forbidden Journey, but ohmygodforbiddenjourneyohmygod. It just completed my life. It really felt like I was on a freaking broom. The whole thing was just so great, the whole park. It was too crowded to go into the shops though, but I got a Hogwarts hoodie.
Third day- Epcot- We got there really late, so we didn’t get to do everything, but we *did* get to go on the hydroponics ride. Whatever it was called. We did the behind the scenes tour, too, and it was so cool, especially since we took a hydroponics course in eighth grade.
Fourth day- Animal Kingdom- Made me want to freaking cry. I, being me, had to look up all of the animal deaths before going. Yeah, not a good idea. Most of them were due to carelessness and neglect. Oh god. They had dolphins at Epcot, too. Remember my research paper last year? It was on mistreatment of dolphins and whales, and from all of the things I read, dolphins cannot be kept in captivity and kept happy.
And now I’m done with my activist rant.
Moving on…
We’re delayed for two hours now, (did it really take me an hour to type this up?) and there’s a fighting couple with little kids next to us. They’re fighting over the most trivial things, but they’re making a big deal out of it. “You weren’t supposed to put cream cheese on -daughter’s- bagel!” “How was I supposed to know? You didn’t tell me!” “Oh, so now I’m the bad guy?!”
That’s basically my childhood right there. I was so close to standing up and lecturing them on how their kids feel right now.
Moving on again…
Our hotel was really nice; it was actually a resort, so we had this little house/apartment thing with three bedrooms, two balconies, a kitchen, two bathrooms and a washroom. My friend and I slept on the balcony the first night to protest the fact that her sister took the larger room. I woke up at seven to a mockingbird about ten feet away, and then saw an armadillo outside below us. Armadillos are the coolest animals ever. Really.
Okay, I think my ranty post is done because somebody just sat down near me with chai tea by the scent of it, and now I *really* want some. There will be more later.
Oh god, this post looks ugly and annoying. I apologize.
Oh. My. CAAAAAAAKE. I need to go to Orlando NOW.
Yes, you do. Make sure you go in the forbidden journey. It was amazing. Beyond amazing.
OMG. <— Necessary chatspeak moment, sorry guys. :/ Just got a little excited there.
I'm going!!!!! Yes!!!!!! At the end of March, yes, but still. I'm excited.
The Land. The hydroponics ride is called The Land.
The last two nights I’ve stayed up until after 23:00 doing math homework. Today I have a snow day. Unfortunately, today is supposed to be taekwondo testing, so we might have to reschedule it. That wouldn’t be good.
It’s awesome that I don’t have school, but I think we have to make up days now. I think this is the first year in my life that I will have to make up days.
We always have make up days, so we rarely have full spring break.
WHO WANTS TO HEAR HOW MY JAZZ FESTIVAL WENT??
*looks at all the raised hands and voices going “me! me!”*
*posts it on the rants and plaints thread because it’s too depressing for a random thread.*
Completely random observation here, but for some reason I don’t have Al Jazeera as one of the channels on my dorm TV anymore. Now I’m trying to figure out if it was replaced by Al Arabiya or if that channel was always there.
I’m not very good at watching TV. I prefer my computer. But watching TV a bit more often would have helped me trying to figure out when the most prominent news channel in the region stopped being there. I’ve flipped through the paltry amount of channels twice and it’s still not there.
When I first moved in in September it wasn’t there either, but then a month later it was and the big political stuff hadn’t started yet so it could just be technical issues making it disappear but I am absolutely paranoid about this as the amount I have managed to write on it shows. At least I can still stream live on my computer if I want to. It would be helpful to check and see if other TVs in the dorm are having the same problem. Is it just the dorms themselves? I am certain it’s not the entire country, though.
Bleh. And my parents called to go and check if I’d signed in with the US embassy yet. I had. But their worry is not doing much for my mental state despite nothing big happening in Jordan yet, or at least not in a way that affects my life. (I was asked about that too by the parentals)
And now this post makes it seem like something big. I can’t find a channel. Whoop de doo. It’s not that big a deal and as I keep telling people NOTHING IS HAPPENING HERE and no one seems to think things will happen here, at least to the extent it has in other countries.None the less I am writing about vague and unformed somethings that are still bugging me.
Bleh again. Technical issues with the TV reveal deeper anxieties about the state of the Middle East but they aren’t really anxieties because for me life is going on in mostly the same fashion as last semester. Which might qualify as an annoyance in itself. Wishing something would happen just so it would. Weird right? I’m done typing now.
FantasyFan, you may have sorted this out by now, but I happened to see this note on the Al Jazeera English website:
“Al Jazeera is suffering interference on the Arabsat satellite frequency.
“The network, on the basis of investigations by specialists, has blamed Libya’s intelligence services for jamming its TV signals and blocking its websites. It has traced the source of the jamming to a Libyan intelligence technical administration building south of Tripoli, the capital.”
Don’t know whether that would have any bearing on what you can see in Jordan, but it was the only mention I saw of problems. Whatever the case, I can see why the network’s disappearance would seem a bit spooky under the circumstances.
I am getting on a plane to New Zealand in eight days and nine hours. I cannot believe how soon our trip is.
Lucky! New Zealand is awesome *is Kiwi, but has only been back once* Go sailing! Go to Hobbiton!
We were going to visit Hobbiton, but it is sadly closed, presumably for filming.
Oh, hey Museblog! Guess who’s still in an airport? If you guessed me, you are correctamundo. Our plane in Orlando broke, and it may have or may not have been fixed by the end of the day, so Delta paid for a van to take us to Tampa (two hours in the car yay) and put us on a 7:20 flight, which is now delayed until 7:40. I’ve been in airports since 7 this morning. Cool.
Plus side: Delta put us in first class for free.
Yessssssssssssssssssssssss.
Too bad you didn’t buy a broomstick in Orlando!
Or a wand… I could’ve disapparated. The flight just got delayed again until 8:10. And here comes the obligatory keyboard mash!
;lakjsd;lfkjs;ldfkjs;ala;ksjdfl;ksjdflkdjfd;f;
*headdesk*
Remember: Destination, Deliberation, Determination!
That’s bull
Tess you can’t apparate out of Orlando right?
I’m not sure, but I am fairly certain you can’t apparate without a wand.
It was an AVPS quote.
Oops. Wow. Must rewatch that.
I don’t remember reading anything about wands being used in Apparition. I got the impression it was just a matter of focusing hard enough. Still, I don’t know how old Beedle is, and if she’s under 17, it probably wouldn’t be a good idea.
Well, in DH, Harry briefly wonders if Side-Along Apparition works if the one tagging along doesn’t possess a wand, which implies that Apparition in general requires one. I have doubts about whether this passage is canon, though, as such a thing is never mentioned anywhere else in the series.
Maybe it is only Side-Along Apparition that requires a wand, though. Beedle would probably have wanted to take her family with her if possible, but one person getting to go immediately is better than none.
This is two days late, but I believe both Apparation and Side-Along Apparation require a wand.
(SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER) When Harry and Ron are in the cellar at Malfoy Manor, it says, “Ron was trying to Apparate without a wand.” Yes, the cellar was Apparation-proofed, but that implies that you do indeed need a wand, even if you aren’t exactly using it.
110.1.1.1.1.1.2.1.1.1: Oh, you’re right! I forgot about that.
Lately, I’ve been unable to reply directly to certain comments, including the one I just responded to. They just don’t have reply buttons. I know they’re not supposed to in the Muse Academy Student Lounge, but this is the Random Thread.
I’m fifteen (was about to type fourteen. I’m too old.) but I wouldn’t be very good at apparating, I don’t think. I suck at concentration. Wait, so people with really bad ADD can’t apparate then. That’s so sad…
Actually, ADD people can hyperfocus on certain subjects that particularly attract them. That might even give them the advantage when it comes to apparating.
But luv, first class for free. I’d feel that’s almost worth all the delays and stuff. I’ve never flown first class….And they’ve got such nice lovely cushy looking seats. Although, being in airports and crud for over 12 hours equals totally awful. So I take it back. First class for free really probably isn’t even close to worth it. Ah, well.
Ugh. I once got stuck in the Pittsburgh airport alone overnight… Good luck, at any rate. I don’t trust any airline except Southwest.
Does anyone else think that chocolate is in a different category than candy?
Well, if chocolate isn’t candy, what is? The first thing I think of when I think candy is a Hershey’s chocolate bar.
Although with another way of thinking (becuase I love condradicting myself) I guess hard candy and things like taffy are kind of in a different category.
Certainly. Chocolate is good. Candy is not.
Depends on the candy.
Rule of thumb: if sugar is the first ingredient, I’d say candy.
Other than that,
it’s a matter of conscienceI’d say chocolate is an ingredient. It can be used to suit a variety of purposes, some of which have nothing to do with candy. Then again, someGAPAsconsider it medicinal.Well, quite a lot of candies don’t contain sugar at all, because high fructose corn syrup is cheaper/sweeter/whatever.
I was speaking in the context of chocolate. Number one ingredient in milk chocolate: sugar, ergo candy, by my definition, no matter how expensive.
She wasn’t saying that all candies had sugar first, she said that all things with sugar first were candies.
It’s like this: If it’s a dog, then it has fur. But are all things that have fur dogs?
Chocolates, specifically, not all things.
Maybe chocolates are hairless chihuahuas, though. Apparently some people think so.
Personally, I agree with Trojan Tiger. I think that would mean that chocolates are chihuahuas in general, and just the Swiss kind are hairless…?
I like taking metaphors too far.
Well, I feel that there is a difference between really good creamy Swiss chocolate and Hersey’s high fructose corn syrup chocolate.Like Swiss=chocolate and Hersey’s=candy.
Hey, guess who’ll be in Puerto Rico this time next Tuesday, sipping a fruity drink by the pool!
Me!
Nooooo!!!!! This is the last day of my week-long vacation from school!
There is only the weekend now, which doesn’t really count because I get it off anyway. 
Maybe I should’ve posted this on Rants and Plaints… Oh well.
My next-door neighbor just made me a haggis. What is the proper way to turn down a haggis?
Anyway, I couldn’t find a way to say no, so I am left with one large haggis sitting in the fridge and an obligation to get rid of it before my parents get home.
Oh dear, I believe its, um, unique scent is beginning to pervade the house.
Breakfast haggis, anyone?
Haggis is good. And why would you need to get rid of it before your parents get home?
I cannot vouch for its taste, as I am unwilling to get near enough to it to eat any. If chou tou fu is any guide, an odor like that indicates that the food is no longer palatable. As for the parents, mine maintain a grudge toward this neighbor (following the unfortunate snake-in-the-garbage-chute incident) and I’d rather they not have another excuse to dislike them. Aside from their haggisy habits, these people are very nice, and the snake incident wasn’t all their fault. People do not tend to do their best thinking when faced with a venomous reptile.
Throw it down the garbage chute.
I hate people who bake cookies. The entire dorm smells like delicious temptation D:
Resistance is futile. Don’t bother trying.
There are very few things nicer in life than watching Christopher Eccleston and Billie Piper save the world.
Good for the depression, I’d say.
I’m home… Finally. The flight went well, but a bit rough on the way down. First class is nice. It’s really great to be home; no matter how much I complain, I always miss this place. It’s so strange readjusting though. Getting used to how
smallcozy our house is, and how echoey some rooms are and getting used to having pet hair all over and being attacked by a huge dog and having a very loud family.Oh, and my dad wins Father of the Year for not bothering to come out of his lair to say hi to his daughter who was gone for five and a half days.
But that’s not the point, it’s great to be back with a cat sleeping in my bed and a messy room. Okay, that’s enough posts for about two weeks.
I’m sorry about your father. *parenting squid* *seems to be distributing many squids lately, but squids are good*
Cats are good too.
*snuggly squid*
What is with everyone and squids? Who started the giving of squids? Did I?
Hugs, choklit, and squid for parental stupidity.
Squids make better parents than humans do. Parents don’t have tentacles. Thank you.
I would say some octopi are the more devoted parents of the cephalopod world, actually.
I’m experiencing a weird feeling right now. I want to write something badly, but I don’t know what.
*holds up sign* “Will Write for Satisfaction.”
Beedle-Cats are much more supportive than parents, aren’t they? *gives another parenting squid*
ORCHESTRA FESTIVAL
ALL ONES
Ahhh, congratulations! That’s fantastic!
Thanks
We all thought we wouldn’t get a I on the sight-reading, because we failed at the coda of the more challenging song, and then we were pleasantly surprised. I need to brag to my brother at some point, because his orchestra went to the festival too and they didn’t do as well (they got one II). Ha-ha!
111(Trojan Tiger)~ It depends on what kind of candy and what kind of chocolate we’re talking about. High quality truffles or chocolate bars, definitely a league of their own far separate from jolly ranchers and bubble gum. If we’re talking 3 musketeers or snickers though, those are kind of in the middle, erring towards the candy side, if only by association.
Museblog! I have a mathematics question!
Suppose you have an array of numbers in a rectangle like this:
1 2 3 4
5 6 7 8
And you rearrange them by reading across the rows and writing down the columns, like this:
1 3 5 7
2 4 6 8
If you repeat that process, then you recieve this rectangle:
1 5 2 6
3 7 4 8
If you repeat the process one more time, then you go back to the original state:
1 2 3 4
5 6 7 8
My question is, for any rectangle n by m, what is the number of iterations it takes to go back to the beginning? So far, we’ve figured out that each rectangle has x paths that numbers take, if you look at the 2×4 one up there you’ll see it has two paths with three each. My dad and I have been working on this for over an hour, and we have no clue! Thanks to any who can help.
Why did someone pie this comment? It would be more helpful if they provided an answer.
Though I might be completely wrong (as I didn’t pie it myself), I expect they didn’t know the answer but liked the fact that you’re interested. Sometimes, after a long day with normal people, it’s a bit refreshing to be reminded that there are so many people who do those sorts of things in their spare time.
Maybe, possibly, hopefully seeing Unknown and 127 Hours back-to-back today?
Gaahh… so tired.
Went shopping yesterday after my total meltdown in front of 2 trillion people… if the world is coming to an end, I might as well have nice clothes to wear in the metaphorical bomb shelter.
SFTDP: I got into music camp! *does happy dance*
Ash nazg durbatuluk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatuluk, agh burzum-ishi krimpatul.
iawtc
Odd. Why did it just get very dark in here?
Hey! Who turned out the lights?
(wrong fandom, I know)
Nosferatu!
I can’t… Why can’t I? I can’t… Why can’t I?
I… I… I… Ice cream. Ice cream. Ice cream.
We should go.
SAURON.
PH’NGLUI MGLW’NAFH CTHULHU R’LYEH WGAH’NAGL FHTAGN! PH’NGLUI MGLW’NAFH CTHULHU R’LYEH WGAH’NAGL FHTAGN! PH’NGLUI MGLW’NAFH CTHULHU R’LYEH WGAH’NAGL FHTAGN!
TOO MANY UNSPEAKABLE WORDS ON THIS THREAD! GAAA MY THROBBING HEAD!
The sad part is that if you use Welsh phonetics, Lovecraft’s typewriter-mashing looks almost pronounceable.
Actually, I was implying words that must not be spoken, not words that are unpronounceable. Also, Klingon pronunciation seems to work well, too.
It’s a good thing nobody’s mentioned Candle Jack yet. Who knows wha
Come on. Why is everyone making such a big fuss about Candle Jack? It’s not like h
OH COME ON, NOT WITH THE CANDLE JACK MEM
Careful, guys. Saying that name tends to attract snipers as well. In fact, I th
Wha…?
Who is Candle Jack? I still don’t g
125.2.2.1.1.1.1.1.1.3: Me neither. Is he a Polymorph or something? And why am I unable to directly reply to y
Wait, I looked Candle Jack up! I get i
125.2.2.1.1.1.1.1.1.5: Me, to
Can we have a Candle Jack thr
Who is Candle Jack? I don’t get it. I just looked him up on Goo
What would the point of a Candle Jack thread be? It would just be a mess of random half-finished sent
You’re acting like that’s a problem. If Beeds wants to have a Candlejack thread, I say w
It wouldn’t have any kind of coherent topic, though. It would sputter out in a few days witho
A Candle Jack thread would be fun. Piggy, I love you for calling me Be
But it would be rather repetitive and people would lose interest fast. Best to let the Candle Jack meme run its course on the Random Thread natura
We could discuss the spelling–is it Candle Jack or Candlejack? I’ve more often read it as Candlejack, but in the original show it cou
How would we create a Candle Jack thread if we could never fin
If one GAPA starts the Candlejack thread and another GAPA finishes it, I think it could work, but I’m n
You could end it with Candle Jack.
See! I finished a sen
Does the… ahem “Candle word” work if you don’t say it as a phrase?
Who put out my candle? Jackson! Was it y
Pyrzqxgl!
I love you if you get this reference.
And I love you.
And I love me.
…I felt left out.
We all love you, Piggy.
What was that ominous booming noise?
On my aimless wandering of the internet/wikipedia (through which all knowledge is attained) I read something about the monomyth idea and how Neil Gaiman had gotten part of the way through “The Hero with 1000 Faces” by Joseph Campbell before putting it aside….has anyone else read it? I think one the one hand it is kind of disenchanting to think that all of the ideas you come up with are already following a pattern that it seems nearly impossible to deviate from (that’s the monomyth thing, look it up for a more coherent explanation)…but i also find it really interesting that the world over, there are such similar plots in mythology and fairy tales. And i feel like there are things to be learned from that too, especially since i have so much trouble with advancing a plot and whatnot :/ so i read a bit of that today.
it’s fun trying to think of how to deviate from the pattern…i wonder if there are any possible “story models” yet to be told? i suppose it’s all in the telling that really matters…*pondersome choklit for anyone who read all that*
also my dad has definitely become a mumford & sons fan, after seeing them on the grammys, despite being generally disdainful of all music since the 70s.
also, does anyone else feel they learn more unwittingly while trolling through wiki than in the classroom? cause…yep
Yeah. I would learn more if I stayed at home surfing Google all day.
I hate chain mail. (e-mail not the armor)
I tried my migraine meds for the first time today. They didn’t seem to reduce my migraine even remotely, but they did give me interesting dreams. So that’s good too.
I refuse to take mine. They make me dizzy. And don’t reduce the headache at all.
What kind of dreams? Is it possible your medicine was confused with hallucinogenic mushrooms?
No, just interesting dreams. And I can never remember my dreams, so to remember five in one afternoon is extremely unusual.
What does one say to a small child who has placed one’s cat in the freezer?
I ask because after noticing the absence of both my cat and a small person whose family had come for dinner, I walked into the kitchen and discovered the child attempting to close the freezer door on poor Marmalade (the cat).
Having little experience with manners toward small children, after retrieving and thawing the cat, and stopping it from mauling the child, I was left with no response but, “I’m sorry, but Marmalade doesn’t really like that.”
The child proceeded to throw a fit, and when its parents entered the kitchen, it screamed, “I wanna play kitty cat!” The parents turned on me, and when I attempted to explain that I do not want my cat stuffed into the ice box, they told me I ought to be more understanding and dragged the dratted youngster home.
Several things I would like to say to them come to mind, most obsene.
“Careful, o little one. Cats aren’t meant to be stuffed in freezers. You might get hurt
“
You have to say it like this though: “You might get… hurt.”
)
(bonus points for dramatic sunglasses removal
In that situation I would phrase it as:
“Careful, little one. Cats weren’t meant to be put in freezers. You might… *remove sunglasses*…get hurt *commence either single eyebrow raise or intimidating glaring*.
YEEAAHHHHH!
Better yet:
“You’d better not play with the kitty without a grown-up around. Like they say, curiosity–” [put on shades] “–killed the cat.”
YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH
This is beginning to sound less like a feline crisis and more like a James Bond movie.
More like the pre-credits scene of every single CSI: Miami.
I would break out my “mean voice” and tell the kid that if you put a cat in a freezer it gets hurt, and if the kid gets caught trying to hurt the cat again en will no longer be allowed to have contact with said cat.
I’m not really shy about scolding kids after a few years of teaching taekwondo. The thing is that you have to scold the kid, then when the kid starts acting good again you can’t act mad anymore. You might feel mean, but the kid won’t actually be afraid of you or hate you or whatever if your actions are consistent with what the kid is doing. Alyson says you have to have “mood swings”. When the kid is bad, you’re really upset with en, and as soon as en is good you instantly become nice. That way the kid sees that there is immediate cause-effect based on ens actions.
Hi everybody.
It’s snowing.
I just got back from a science competition, where my team did really caking well.
Yayyyyyyyyy.
GAPAs, would it be okay for me to send in a scan of my entry for the Google Doodle contest? I’m rather proud of it
and I want my ego stroked.Of course!
Great! I’ll send it in as soon as the contest is over.
How do you buy something that’s only available online in a foreign currency?
What is it?
A tardigrade button
I suppose I should’ve guessed that.
If Midnight Fiddler’s advice was not helpful I can’t do a whole lot more, sorry.
I am sitting at my computer right now watching the most hilarious squirrel outside my window. It kneels down to eat, then suddenly looks up, straightening out to full hieght. Then it kneels down to eat again. This has been going on a few minutes now, just a squirrel digging through the snow. (that was a little random, but hey, this is the random thread, so why not
)
In Which Fern Responds to Posts Asking How to Do Stuff. (Including how to handle small children trying to freeze your cat and making foreign purchases online. I feel like some sort of omniscient being.)
129 (CO)~ Sounds like the kid is a brat, sorry you have to deal with that. If you find that sort of situation you’ll want to separate the kid and cat and tell the child firmly that that’s not how you treat a cat (go ahead and say that he could have been killed that way, kids need to know the consequences of their actions, especially something outrageous like that), and then (if the cat is calm enough) hold the cat and guide the child’s over the cat to let them pet the cat gently. Emphasize gently to the child until they can be trusted to be okay with the cat while it’s in your arms. If things proceed well, you can put the cat down, explaining that the child is not to chase the cat if it runs away or tries to hide. Also explain that you or an adult needs to be present for child-cat interactions to make sure that everything goes smoothly.
If the child has a fit when it’s parents show up, explain calmly to them that your cat isn’t used to children and you want to make sure no one gets hurt. You can also mention that the child was putting it in the freezer. Unless the parents are psycho then they should understand that you’re being a responsible and reasonable young adult and that they need to teach their child about how to interact safely with animals. If they act like you’re a monster and being less than understanding, then they are completely at fault and you shouldn’t worry about them and you should go about exactly as you have been.
Seriously though, how old is this kid? If it’s young enough to be doing dumb stuff like that they need to either a.) keep track of the little monster so it doesn’t mess things up while at someone else’s house, or b.) if they’ve entrusted the kid to you they need to take some time to figure out why the kid is throwing a fit and understand that it might just be their little darling instead of you, who is just trying to keep the kid from destroying your house and pet. If they know their kid has a thing for cats and that you have one, they should warn you about that, too. Parents can be so annoying sometimes.
132 (Bibliophile)~ Depends on what you’re buying and how they do the payments. First of all, I’d check to see what the exchange rate is between what the item in it’s original currency is to how much it will cost in your currency. I’d also contact the seller to see how they handle foreign payments and shipping. Since it’s online, they probably will offer PayPal as a payment option, and if I recall correctly, PayPal can make all the conversions for you, which makes things much easier. It takes the amount of money in your currency off of your credit card, and puts it on theirs in their currency. Don’t ask me how they do it, but it’s amazing and all futuristic and stuff.
Is it just me, or did I detect a hint of Veggie Tales in your first sentence? YAY VEGGIE TALES!
Thank you. I’ll do that.
My shoulders and back hurt from shoveling. :/ I’m so tired of snow!
I just read An Abundance of Katherines, by John Green. It’s really cute. :]
Yesterday I bought a Kokeshi doll. It’s adorable! It’s short and has wood colored hair and face. It has an orange thing on its head and an orange body with little flower things carved into it. Everyone should google them. (most of the ones on google have painted hair though)
Dinner theatre is March 7.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
*PANIC* *FLAIL*
The band concert is also March 8.
But I have my lines memorized! I have to share a gene pool with Jon (I’m his “sister”) but I get to kick him in the shins. And hit Noah a lot. And call everyone names.
Lesson of the day: Jello + water + cocoa = great (albeit sticky) fake blood!
What color jello? *is scared*
Red!
Well that’s boring.
Piggy, for your sole benefit, I bestow upon MuseBlog the gift of rainbow squid-infused jello. You’re welcome.
I almost hate to say this, but that sounds like it would taste really good. Mmmm, cocoa and jello!
I had a weird night last night.
1. I realized I might truly be insane, after I realized that I was arguing with myself, AND referred to a book character as “a guy I once knew” in a self-argument.
2. My school’s basketball team went to the district (regional?) tournament, and I watched on Local Access Channel and it was the craziest game I have EVER heard of. A player on the opposing team had a panic attack, while he was on the bench, because it was THAT crazy. And he left on a gurney. And there were FOUR overtimes. And my school won, which is crazy because the boys team is seen as not the best and {rival team} always beats us, but we beat them in quadruple overtime. And even though I was at home, I felt the school spirit pouring through town.
3. I got more emotionally involved in a basketball game than I have in any sport event ever.
4. I got in an argument on {other site} with my friend over whether James Potter or Albus Dumbledore was the more detestable hero. And my crush thought that we were WAY to involved in a fictional series that ended 5 {sic} years ago. We both told him to cake off, and then agreed to disagree.
5. It was one of the funnest nights of my life, even though everything happened over a television or computer screen.
I thank fireandhemlock for her inspiration. (Explanation)
My mom asked me if I wanted some pamplemousse. Grapefruit in French, if you don’t know. The conversation devolved into us laughing about how pamplemousse is an inherently funny word. Then I remembered something I had seen on MuseBlog a while ago, and deemed it an appropriate response: “Je suis un(e?) pamplemousse!”
She laughed and didn’t ask. Many thanks, fireh
134.1 (Koko’s Apprentice)~ First off, where did that comment come from? I could have sworn that Biblio’s was there first….CONFUSION. But no, no Veggie Tales reference was intended in my first sentence. Veggie Tales are okay, but I never clicked with them.
Presumably because they were popular with the kids who made my life a living hell, and I never really understood the intrigue of simplified bible stories being told by food with squeaky voices. I probably still have the Christmas cassette tape floating around somewhere or other–my cousin gave it to me one year.
(Not to be disparaging, since you’re apparently a fan. I have nothing against Veggie Tales, I just never was an enthusiast.)
I’m hungry. Mrumph.
I loved Veggie tales when I was young. But, yes, Biblio’s comment was there first, although I posted mine first. The spam filter has for no reason identified me as a spambot, so whenever I’m logged in my comments immediately go to the spam bin. The GAPAs didn’t check the spam bin until after en’sncommented was moderated, but since mine was posted first they put it first even though it was moderated after.
so i went to see the veggie tales movie as a youngster with no idea that they were religious vegetables…..you can imagine the confusion that ensued
So I went to a basketball game yesterday to see my cousin. It was pretty fun, and of course it was awesome to get to see my cousin in action again.. (My cousin Becca plays on the girl’s basketball team at [Christian College] and they were playing against [Other Christian College that is nearby], so we went to go watch.)
The referees were horrible though. The other team kept fouling but the refs wouldn’t notice, then if Bec’s team fouled, they’d get called. There was one girl on the home team who kept staying the lane for more than three seconds and the refs never noticed, but if someone on Bec’s team broke the three-second rule, the refs would blow the whistle. My uncle was asking someone “Who are the refs? Are they alumni or something?” and got the amusing reply of “They’re the three blind mice.”
Although, the trash talk coming from my uncle and some of the others was VERY amusing, including:
“You’re horrible!”
“THREE SECONDS!”
“ONE, TWO, THREE-” “Four, five, six…” (my aunt wasn’t yelling, at least. XD)
“TELL THIRTY-FOUR TO TUCK HER JERSEY IN!”
…etc.
My favourite was “You’re horrible!”.
Then my cousin twisted her ankle which was kind of scary. The coach gave her five painkillers (isn’t that an overdose?) and she was out of the game after that. But she was still the top scorer of the entire game. Which is awesome.
*rambles*
Anyone watching the Oscars?
Me!
Any guesses you wish to discuss. (To occupy myself during the commercials, of course)
Hmm… King’s Speech, or Social Network? Personally I support Social Network, but there’s been some talk about King’s Speech.
It started three minutes ago… Thanks for reminding me!
(Thirty)
KING’S SPEECH WON! W00T! I was extremely disappointed that 127 Hours didn’t win ANYTHING, however. Especially when Alice in Wonderland, a good but far inferior film, won 2 awards.
How does the blog decide what little shape person to give posters? Is it random or based on the name?
I just wondered because I accidentally posted with the wrong email address again and my face was different.
My friends and I loved Veggie Tales in middle school. We thought it was “retro” to like things that little kids were supposed to like. I think we kinda missed the point of being “retro”. Anyway, we had fun singing the songs. :]
I left my kokeshi at my dad’s house. I miss her already! I’m trying to make her live there until I move, but I think she might have to start traveling with me.
What should I name my kokeshi? I’m thinking Asami would be a cool name. :]
It’s random.
Isn’t everything?
Hm… Well, no, not literally. Gravatars that you select for yourself couldn’t be considered random in the same sense that blog-generated avatars are.
</boring_linguistic_precision>
Hello I am alive and still doing fun things but also oh god so much work
Have two tests tomorrow–biology, and then chem right after x_x
as usual I am doing all my studying today because on friday it was my friend’s bday and we threw a party in the lounge (streamers, piñata, baked goods and all) in honor of it. Then yesterday I did work a bit in the afternoon and I intended to go to nerf and then to the midnight Quidditch scrimmage against a nearby college, but then the other quidditch team had to cancel and 2 friends and I had a sing-a-long in the lounge from 7pm to 10pm, and then played apples to apples when more friends wandered in, and then did improv games till 1am. Oops. And then I got hungry around 2am and had soup and talked with people. Went to bed around 3… which is normal for me I guess.
Today has been work work work and I will be working until laaaate as well. I may take a break and reward myself with 4th meal if I get enough done before then. I may also need the coffee from there. Even though I pretty much never drink caffeine, believe it or not. But I don’t want to fall asleep studying.
Other than all that nonsense life is pretty good, if confusing at times
Jadestone? Posting before midnight? What has the world come to?
I thought Veggie Tales was just okay when I was little, but recently I came across the lyrics to one of their songs when I was little and found it absolutely hilarious. I think I’ll look up more of their music. I think that when I was younger, I could tell they were trying to simplify everything for me and get me to be interested when I didn’t need it simplified and already found the Bible interesting (I read the entire thing straight through when I was 8, as an example.), and it sort of annoyed me, but now that it isn’t actually intended for me anymore, I don’t feel like I have to be offended and can appreciate it more? Or maybe my sense of humor just changed. I’m not sure. Either way, I like it much more now than I did at 6.
Mwa ha ha ha. I am forcing my friend to watch Star Trek by holding her pencil case hostage.
I have decided that from now on, I will not drink anything that is not unnaturally colored. Luckily I have a stash of Kool-aid.
Fantasy Fan, I have to write a report on Jordan. Would you be willing to answer a question? If you are:
What is your opinion of Jordan’s government, as someone who lives there?
Good idea, unnatural colors are basically recipes to disaster. Also, no one ought to be forced to watch Star Trek.
I believe you may have misread her post. For clarification, look for a word that begins with “n-” and ends in “-ot”, right in the neighborhood of “is” and “unnaturally colored”.
At least, that’s how I understood it.
My school friend Jordan seems very well disciplined, so I’d say she governs herself pretty well.
The school computers have Windows 7 now!
What the cake?
your avatar gives me great fear
What happened?
Shanghai in 16 days!
I am very sad
My MUN conference was canceled because my school did not sign up in time. I knew something was up because we ahd not had any meetings yet and the conference was in 2 weeks. So I asked and it turns out our school is not going. That really stinks, because it means that will have have only had 1 MUN all year because I got sick for the first one.
Oh dear. **sympathy pies** I know how you feel. The same thing happened to me in eighth grade.
HELP! I can’t decide whether to get Chrono Trigger for $15 or The World Ends With You for $20! I’m trying to stock up on DS games because it’ll be an outdated console within the next couple of months, and game prices are plummeting.
Comedy of Errors! Tomorrow night! Yesss! And I get a free ride into DC….and I get to spend ALL DAY in DC. 0.o I’ll probably loaf around the museums. Then I don’t even know what until the play, which starts at 7:30. Hmm. I guess eat. And wander. Except I dislike wandering in cities by myself. And I doubt the friend I’m going with would like the kind of places I like to wander.
Also I need to figure out what clothes I want to wear that will work for all day casual and then work for an evening performance too. Basically, what I’m wearing today. Of course.
But yeah. Comedy of Errors tomorrow! That makes everything better, right?
I guess I could go to the Library of Congress. Except I really don’t know that there’s anything I need to research there that I couldn’t access online or through our local library and awesome librarian. That and I still am clueless as to where I’m going with this paper, if indeed I’m actually going anywhere. Might as well take a look through their online archive anyway.
I mean, if you can go to the LOC for a research paper you might as well, eh? Beggar’s Opera? Go to the rare books room and see if they have an original copy. WHY NOT? Or I could poke around the Smithsonians. OR SOMETHING. Preferably without getting mugged or shot or whatever. Cities scare me kind of. *cowers*
hurrrrblurgl
stayed up till 4 yesterday oops
admittedly until 3:40 it was studying chemistry.
But there was a THUNDERSTORM last night and it was GLORIOUS. It started drizzling shortly before we left for 4th meal around 10:45, and right after we got back at 11:30ish there was LIGHTNING and then THUNDER. The lack of thunderstorms is one of my least favourite things about winter. But this one went on for a solid 6 hours or more (it was still going when I went to sleep).
The street behind my dorm was totally flooded. The water went up past the curb and was nearing the edges of the sidewalks, while snow islands floated down it. There was even a visible current. I wanted to go and just swim in it so bad, but again, it was after 3 in the morning and I had two tests today >.<
It's all dried up (well, it's only damp now at least) now though
But tests are over and i spent the afternoon reading the last Redwall book Brian Jaques wrote, The Sable Quean. Except I’m going to dinner soon and will be eating cafeteria food, which is decidedly not at the level of the feast I just read. Alas.
Not sure if my last comment (moments ago) got eaten, but I forgot to mention that it’s slightly disturbing when you email a tech store describing in detail problems with your computer, and how you tried Safe Boot but it still won’t turn on so you can’t reset the SMC or PRAM and you think the problem started from his kernel panic error last week and their response is “Yikes, sounds like it’s unhappy!”
It is late and I should be doing homework, but guess where I am instead.
You’re right.
On the moon
Wait. P_M said we were right. But she can’t be on the moon and in Siberia. Or can she?
The moon is in Siberia?!
Impossible. It was in Virginia last night. I saw it with my own eyes, a lovely crescent.
The moon is Siberia. It’s also the Virginian sky.
THE MOON IS ALL. ALL IS THE MOON
WE ARE ALL THE MOON
Siberia?
Yesterday we were playing Picture Telephone (quite a fun game), and my 7-year-old sister ended hers with “What the pie?”
Oh, I love that game. I once played a game in which one player began with “please use a coaster” and ended up with “a wolf in a helicopter uses sonar to locate a mug of tea.”
Tyger! Tyger!
This is my new favourite poem. I already forgot who wrote it, and I have decided to entirely miss the deep symbolic meaning of the Tyger. This poem has given me the phrases “What the anvil?!” and “What the hammer?!”. (Also. missing the point of those lines). I will now go around hissing Tyyyygerrrrrr.
Last week I discovered the ability to stay up late doing stuff (like homework). I can finally function well enough after 10 to do homework late. I’m really glad I got this ability before college.
I just realized over the weekend that I slightly regret not doing anything wild or “bad” while I was a kid. Now I’m about to go to college and from now on life is all grown up and I can’t make stupid kid mistakes.
I guess it’s good that I was a “good kid” because I didn’t screw up my life, but there are plenty of “bad kids” who grow up normal. All my older friends keep telling me to get a life and do stuff while I’m young, but I don’t feel like I’m young enough to be forgiven for stupidity anymore. I missed my window of “not knowing any better”. I don’t even know what I would do if I had a chance to be a dumb kid. Maybe I would skip a few more homework assignments or something.
Just… do stupid normal kid stuff instead of spending my life worrying about what my teachers think of me. Would have been more fun and less stressful probably.
Blake wrote that. Apparently the tiger was on fire. Maybe his tail got struck by lightning or something. Flammable felines–what a weird subject for poetry.
Yes, it’s certainly fun to misinterpret that poem.
Yesterday, I returned from my youth group’s service trip to Tuba City, Arizona. We were tutoring at the Tuba City Boarding School, and I helped out in a fifth grade class. I hadn’t realized how much I’d forgotten what it was like to be in fifth grade. I was nervous at first, but over the three days I was at the school I got to know the kids better, and I was really sorry to say goodbye at the end. I taught them how to find the area of a triangle, although most of them didn’t seem to understand it very well yet, and improvised the questions to a vocabulary quiz. The students, or at least most of the boys, seemed to really like horror stories (according to them, the school was positively infested with ghosts) and one of them surprised my by walking up to me and asking if I had heard of the Slender Man. There was also a picture of GIR in the corner of the classroom, and I have no idea why it was there, but seeing it made me really happy.
While in Tuba City, we also experienced a sweat lodge. The heat was at first very uncomfortable, but after a while I barely noticed it. The person running the sweat lodge asked us all to introduce ourselves, and then to pray out loud. I learned an interesting part of Navajo philosophy, which is that you always pray for others, rather than yourself. Coming out of the sweat lodge felt incredibly refreshing. It seemed like the whole world was a different place.
We visited the Grand Canyon, which was beautiful, though though since I. We visited another canyon, called Coalmine Canyon, as well. It had amazingly intricate rock formations in bold colors. It’s apparently also known to contain uranium ore, so I took home some rocks which may or may not be slightly radioactive.
I also developed a profound love of the game Silent Football.
Yay!
I ♥ Silent Football
The Land of the Muse on NationStates only has four nations at the moment.
WHY IS EVERYONE DEAD
Come back! Also if new people want to join, telegram the Pie-Row-Maniacs and I can give you the password.
I’m Most Godforsaken in LotM! ^_^ *pride*
Okay, I’m coming back. And I WILL take your place as most Godforsaken!
Either that, or I’ll oppress my citizens in a theocracy about me.
Oh my gosh!!! I totally forgot about NationStates! I’m not sure I’ll remember my passwords! (You’re allowed to have multiple nations, as long as only one is registered on the WA.)
I seriously need to check on The Holy Empire of Pokemon Fandom, and The Rouge Nation of… The Rouge Nation of…. CAKE! I just remember that the name starts wth “Li” and isn’t a real word.
Thanks for reminding me, fireandhemlock1996!
(By the way, is Land of the Muse a region?)
Yes, it’s a region.
How do you send a telegram?
Find the nation you want to send a telegram to, and there’ll be a box at the bottom of their page.
Forgive my stupidity, but I can only find the nation and not the box.
Wait… Why can I still post here?
Why is this in the “Currently Popular” box?
And why is it possible to post?
1) spambots
2) GAPA oversight
Although this isn’t the first old random thread I’ve seen recently that you can still post on. Hmm…