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Wednesday, March 16th, 2005
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2:15 am
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Deleting this journal in a couple of days. Greener pastures, etc., I'll be around & have been in a fandom way, but those as need to know probably already do, so.
It's been cool. Later.
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(10 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Saturday, October 23rd, 2004
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4:19 pm - ahahaha
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| Sunday, September 26th, 2004
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12:14 pm
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Inna tells me I need to post the mundane details of my life, but they really do not merit talking about. (So, you know, I do.)
( cut for dullness. )
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The Nibelungenlied makes me happy. Especially typing it out. Nibelungenlied. Er. I just wish I knew how to pronounce that. When you write it out, it looks like it could also be the word for the things in the attic that get all ragged-eared and chewed on when mice have got to it. (There should be a word for that, anyway.)
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(5 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Wednesday, September 8th, 2004
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9:49 pm
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( well, well. )
Soap school is fairly interesting. It is exactly like high school, and by this I mean "I go to [x class] and a.) take a nap or b.) write dodgy fanfiction". Or, alternately, "I meant to go to [x class], but then Barnes & Noble was more interesting."
Or something.
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(3 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Friday, August 27th, 2004
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5:34 pm - super, thanks for asking! (no, really.)
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So, you know, second day of soap school, etc., etc. The one piece of information that must be shared: the Chem125 person-who-is-teaching's surname is Nnyepi. He's from Botswana.
Also, Nneypi! ahahaha. (er. if only everyone else would be so easily amused, now...)
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(5 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Tuesday, August 24th, 2004
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11:22 am
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Well, I was going to babble on about the Olympics, except I've already done so (elsewhere, elsewhere! thank goodness), so three points:
1.) Jumping around on a trampoline, even if you do neck-injury-inviting flippy moves on one, is not a real sport. All those men can stop trying to look so goddamn manly about bouncing around. WE ARE LAUGHING AT YOU.
2.) I actually think male wrestling is pretty Not Manly and kind of stupid, but female wrestling, oh man, now that's terrifying. I think I kept closing my eyes during it, because eep.
3.) Bless Livejournal and the /multiple/ Olympic swimmer slash communities out there. *dying/so very, very dead*
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Movies.
Little Black Book When, at the movie theater, I was accidentally given a ticket for the Yu-Gi-Oh movie, I should have realized that it was a sign. Little Black Book was the stupidest piece of shit movie I have been in the theaters to see possibly ever. I just. It was one of those movies where you spend it trying to figure out how many minutes of movie equal what portion of the ticket price ("forty-five minutes ... there goes another dollar-fifty--"). Petty, pointless, and thirty seconds of attempted social commentary not even vaguely intelligent or appropriate. And having the lead female run around in her underwear half the time was not attractive. And when you call the ending ten minutes into the movie, color me unimpressed.
(Laura, that is the last time we ever pick a movie when we don't know what it's about.)
King Arthur - this looked more like an extremely elaborate made-for-television miniseries than a real movie, if that makes sense at all? I enjoyed this a lot more, despite the melodrama and, uh, melodrama (the guy at the end who randomly got shot out of the tree -- insert inappropriate moment to laugh loudly in theater!); I guess it does not take much to entertain me. I did enjoy the Freudian moment right after the sex scene where the banner rises slowly up over the hill, though. *laugh* And the cast was more, you know, attractive. kid!Lancelot and kid!Arthur were adorable.
( although it kind of just went like this: )
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(5 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Wednesday, August 18th, 2004
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11:51 pm
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I will not blame the Koreans if they go and beat Paul Hamm up in a convenient dark alleyway. He fell on that vault thing! Right into the judge's table! AND HE STILL GOT THE GOLD. WHAT IS THAT.
olympic gymnast slash anyone? :DDDD
My mother is all, >O! over the lack of coverage for the Japanese contestants, and I haven't worked up the courage to tell her it's because they suck. She scared me into silence after going, "if Japan and the U.S. are in the same event YOU KNOW WHICH ONE YOU MUST ROOT FOR," and then there was that glint in her eye that I have only seen in the eyes of serial killers in the movies, so uh.
BUT STILL WTF OVER MEN'S GYMNASTICS.
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(4 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Friday, August 6th, 2004
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9:32 pm - jumping on the bandwagon;
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I talk, I do, I'm not the tongue-cut sparrow by any means, but it -- well -- I wish more people would realize that words are like shit: necessary and potentially useful, but that doesn't mean that more is better.
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(colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Saturday, July 24th, 2004
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6:26 pm - ar bee.
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I love how I was promptly rejected for a job that involved lifting boxes and staying in the back room, and yet I seem to have been hired for one that involves May-I-Take-Your-Order people skills, which I lack even in that shrunken capacity. Mad hate on you, Target. *shoplifts out of spite* >O
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So two friends and I were at an art festival (or a "people sell overpriced shiny junk outdoors!" event) and over the course of the day a couple of queer jokes were made at my expense. It's not that I was offended, since no one meant to be spiteful, and it's not a label I find particularly correct in any case -- but as it's been happening more frequently as of late I have just now realized that I may have been a tiny bit slow on on the Clue Train, re: how other people apparently perceive me. Which, you know, whatever, but huh. *headscratch*
current mood: :-?
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(7 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Wednesday, July 14th, 2004
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3:32 pm - and wtf is with the logo
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Acorn? Acorns equal College Board? What is that?
In other words, the standards for APs must have gone way down/everyone else did very badly as well, bringing down the curve; I can't check because I can't open .xls files, but I assume this is the case because getting a ____ on the Biology exam was well-nigh impossible, given that I didn't answer two of the essay questions. (Well, I know percentage-wise you can get a 68% and still score really high, but this is ... actually, proving that standardized tests are kind of crap. okay.)
Boondock Saints is so ... uh. Obviously indie/directed by a guy? I still don't know which twin was Connor and which was Murphy, and also, I gotta stop stumbling across movies that involve assassins. Right. Put that on my to-do list.
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(6 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Sunday, July 11th, 2004
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8:10 pm
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*flails wildly* Kingdom Hearts 2 is going to be full of really h0tt people liek omg REALLY REALLY AWESOME. And now I have to go through the twenty-minute ending battle to watch the special ending again, so 'scuse me.
*FLAILS*
current mood: like a loser, man.
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(5 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Monday, July 5th, 2004
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12:57 pm - spidey!
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Been downloading pieces of audiobooks (really wish I could find i&f mp3s, but no luck). The guy who does Wizard and Glass makes me cringe. He sounds so tense, like any moment he's going to shout "AND THEN THEIR HEADS EXPLODED IN A RAIN OF FIERY DEATH BWAHAHAHA", and it is somewhat disconcerting.
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Spiderman 2:
- "He stole that guy's PIZZAS!" ahahaha.
- The beginning montage that shows the events of the first movie/credits? Jawdropping. Simply gorgeous, and almost worth the admission price for that alone.
- Two names that made me explode with joy: Michael Chabon. Hal Sparks. <33333 *mocks Inna*
- The Spiderman-as-Christ-figure scene with the train? I facepalm, because it was like being hit over the head with an anvil. NO, REALLY, WE GET IT, STOP MAKING IT SO OBVIOUS. Also, superpowers or no, his foot should have been ripped off. and all those falling-from-eleven-stories scenes? Totally dead. Spider, not cockroach.
- heh heh heh Harry and his drunken girly bitchslapping moves. clearly Peter needs a little more to drink too, and they can go back to Harry's flat and have tearful drunken sex because otp4evayes!!111 I also changed my mind about James Franco's skank factor, 'cause he's infinitely prettier here. Although not so much with the pink tie. heh heh. But he's actually disturbingly pretty when he cries.
( mild spoiler )
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(5 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Friday, June 25th, 2004
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3:33 pm - good lord, it's summer
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( rl people? )
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If you get up early enough, you can see the fog curling off of the surface of the neighborhood lake. Makes one think of King Arthur and hidden wardrobes and looking glasses; quite pretty.
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I like Hemingway, but I borrowed The Garden of Eden from the library last week and I am sorely tempted to go in and mark it up with commas by hand before my head explodes. Stylistic choice or no, I have realized ... I deeply love commas. Very much. So much so that I am reading Tarzan of the Apes to combat the other book. Of course, this means that I have to read something else so as not to be infuriated by that, and so on. (what am I but stupid? I chose Irvine Welsh -- shut up! -- which made me read Orson Scott Card, which made me read Pratchett, which made me read misogynistic wackjob Japanese cartoons. Which is where I stopped because damn, I love my misogynistic wackjob Japanese cartoons. Also, I can no longer tell which character belongs in which book, so then I have to close my eyes for a bit, etc. It is all just a giant scheme that leads to much napping.)
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![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.2) w_wellington's cat is trying to make me look bad: I fed it while the owners were away, and despite that it likes to sit there and hiss at me if I invade its personal bubble of twenty feet or so, I thought we were getting along relatively well. But when Sara's mother called to say they were back a day early, she also mentioned that the cat was acting as though it had not been fed, which is LIES ALL LIES. In fact it got a little more than usual that evening, because there was half a spoonful left in the can afterwards and I didn't want to stick it back in the fridge and have to wash it the next morning and open a new can, because, er, I had big problems working the electric can opener in under twenty minutes, so. Uhm. (Actually what happened is, after gouging little holes around the can for nearly half an hour I gave up and got a manual can opener from home. Good thing there's not a test for Life because I'd fail that too.)
So now they probably think I'm a horrible petsitter and tried to starve the thing, but although it is the devil reincarnated and probably deserves it I did in fact feed it in a timely manner. *hiss* Beast!
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*squints at mirror* Dyed my hair black, to which I know RL people are going, "er, but you're -- isn't your hair already --?", but no, it's not. Anyway, black hair doesn't look very nice on many people, unless you've got the coloring -- and it's funny, considering, but I think I don't. I look witchy. (there're bits where previously-bleached hair refused to be dyed, which makes me feel a little like felix & hadfield carnival, but i suppose it's no good looking around for that. sigh.)
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(8 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Sunday, June 13th, 2004
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11:32 am - it's like smoking, in a way. EXPENSIVE AND ADDICTIVE AND USELESS.
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Walked to the bookstore yesterday and read Song of Susannah; good thing the print was fairly large because ow ow my eyes.
... also, ow ow ow ow my BRAIN. Stephen King, you CRACKHEAD. I spent most of that three-point-five hours snickering out loud, much to my own consternation and probably the random people walking by.
( i think he needs a vacation. )
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(11 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Friday, June 11th, 2004
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2:16 pm - pippin!
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Why didn't anyone tell me Billy Boyd was in Master and Commander, damnit?!
("He looks familiar," I said to myself, and then, "... nah. Can't be." ohohoho.)
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(colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Tuesday, June 8th, 2004
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2:58 pm - harry potter & poa
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Saw PoA twice in as many days, though with different people. -___-;;; Anyway, quite liked the new director, and the movie wasn't bad -- whether due to lowered expectations (the third book is my absolute favorite, no guesses as to why, right?) or because the first two were just, uh, anyway. Yeah. As a movie adaptation? Could have done much, much worse.
( third hp movie babble babble babble spoilers. )
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(2 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Sunday, May 30th, 2004
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4:11 pm - pomp and circumstance? (circumference, circles, woah.)
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- far funnier Troy in 15 minutes (too much to quote. just go, man. :D)
- & I would embarrass myself with ficlinks, but ah. *twiddles thumbs* As should be expected, most of the things I'm running across are cringe-worthy Briseis!Sues or bad porn or, lor'-help-us-all, both. and, er, not that I've been, um. That is. Erm. Moving on.
Look, nifty Deatheater cards.
Also, no more compulsory education for me. Vaguely relieved am I. I cement my reputation as the most boring person ever, since after the ceremony I -- well, I'm still quote-unquote celebrating by playing Oregon Trail. So far I've drowned poor Sena (ahahaha shut up) and three oxen because I was too cheap to hire an Indian guide. Life is hard.
[eta: and one week after I drowned Sena, Kyou dies of a broken heart leg. Coincidence? I THINK NOT. *greatly amused*]
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oh. er -- Inna/Laura/Sara/Leora/Eyal, so apparently I have an open house on June 4th, 5-8 p.m., so if any of you could come and perhaps rescue me from relatives, I would appreciate that tons. (I know some of you are juniors and there's still school (? er, right?) but it's a Friday, so ...) Will give directions to my house if needed. Thanks.
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(6 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Thursday, May 27th, 2004
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2:20 am - i think, therefore i am stupid
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one. So the dilemma is, even if you had a pinhead's-worth of a neutron star, what would you do with it?
two. Yesterday I was slumming around the playground and this girl walked by with a black hole strung along on a leash, which made me want one of my own. I would have liked one when I was younger, anyway; it would have eaten my asparagus for me under the dinner table.
three. (Regret x Procrastination) - nostalgia - worry = ?
four. A higher education results in better teeth.
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(2 distractions | colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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| Monday, May 24th, 2004
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12:24 am - i are movie-watching fiend
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I've a difficult time watching movies unless I am at the theatres because I just don't have the attention span. Even if there's an exciting scene and I'm caught up in it I will still have to stop the tape/DVD and wander off every half-hour or so, usually right during said exciting scene. I don't know why this is, ADHD jokes aside; I just get. not distracted, just kind of. 'why am I watching this again?'
(... on that note, why did I open up this page again? ... oh, right. carry on.)
So for some reason I was conned, uhm, I agreed to go see Mean Girls on Saturday. I didn't actually know what it was about beforehand, which I guess was a good thing because I would have put my foot down if I had known I was going to throw away seven dollars like that. I mean, okay, the mathlete guy was pretty funny, and the principal kind of reminded me of last year's chem teacher, but five minutes of amusement weren't quite worth it. :\ On some level all teen movies have to be parody, I refuse to believe they're not, but I think this one was trying to say something, and just -- man, don't try to be redeeming! You are a teenybopper movie, just go with it! Mock yourself!
(After the feeling of being ripped off faded a little, I realized that what I really did not like, aside from the entire thing, was how they made sure that the gothy girl got a boyfriend at the end. At the time I'm like, well, isn't that random and feel-good, but no, it was to slam home the point that she wasn't actually gay, like she had been accused of being. And that bothers me because even if that blonde girl had been right in her assumption, it still doesn't excuse the way the goth chick was treated.)
*weep* I'll just go over here and stop thinking now.
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(colonel dirtyfishydishcloth)
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