If Castle's too bloody, you could stack pigs.
Sunday, August 31, 2003
Go play Castle NOW!!!
Well, I would have posted last night, but I was falling asleep in my chair. Yesterday was a long day (More specifically, it was the day we had our garage sale).
I got up around...oh, 7:30-ish? After 5 hours of sleep? And 4 the previous night? Anyway, once downstairs I heard from mom that Rascal (our dog) was attacked by a raccoon. No fucking kidding. Anyway, we took him to the vet, so now he's limping around in a cast, poor guy. He's not too bad...one of his toes was broken, and the pads on his foot were a little ripped up, but he seems to be doing ok. We've got him on some antibiotics, too.
Anyway, then we had the garage sale, which really didn't have the turnout we were hoping for, but with labor day weekend, I'm not sure what we were expecting. Anyway...got to deal with people, including one guy who was...odd (may have been, you know, funny in the head), two people who parked their car right in front and left it running for like 15 minutes while they browsed, and one other lady who pulled partially into our driveway, also leaving her car running.
Other news: I GOT A SHIRUKEN! For like five bucks! At this badass army supply store (Chris: You HAVE to come to this place with me the next time we're in Boise). Didn't see any grappling hooks, but they had a really, really badass axe. Lots of other things too. Austin got a giant knife for $10 that has a bunch of survival stuff stashed in the handle (it unscrews), and they had machetes for $5, and what I'm pretty sure were cane swords. I didn't get to really look at them, but I think they were. Cane swords, you guys!
Also, mentioned to Zac and Chris that I found "caffeine shooters" which are basically shots of massive amounts of caffeine (1000 millegrams, in fact. A regular cup of coffee has 80, I hear.) I'm picking up a few, but they're like $2, so if you want one, let me know. I'll pick one up and you can pay me back. They have "mocha," "kola," and "fruit," which is (so far) the best. Haven't tried "kola" yet though, but I don't really want to. I'm not a big cola fan, even when it's spelled properly.
More castle now.
MWAHAHAHA! FEAR THE HAND, STICK PEOPLE! MWAAAAAHAHAHAHA!!!
P.S. Yeah Zac, I realize you guys have school...I figured we could RP on a Saturday, maybe? We'd probably meet up at the park too, since our house is tiny. But we could make sandwiches or get pizza or something and sit in the gazebo.
Yo ho ho!
A pirate's life for meeeee!!!!
Well, I finally (FINALLY!) saw Pirates of the Carribean! OH, what a nice and happy movie!
(And OH, what nice and pretty people! YAAAAAAAAYYYYY!)
Johnny Depp was his usual delicious self (Rowr!!!!!), and ANDREA! I don't know what you're saying about Bloom only being cute as an elf...he was pretty fine too! Rowr! (Keira Knightley gets a "Rowr" also!)
Soooo...yes. I give it three "Rowr"s. ^_^
In other news: Riker's on Deep Space Nine. I think I'll have a glass of Schnapps and curse loudly at him.
All in all, a lovely evening.
Now, if only Chris was here... :(
RIKER, YE SCURVY DOG!
Thursday, August 28, 2003
The phones are back! The phones are back!
Well, as you may have gathered, we have phones (and therefore, the internet) again! Yay!
Very, very tired today. We're getting things ready for a garage sale here on Saturday, and...well, there's a lot to do.
Just to let you all know: I might be staying another week...mom and dad really need the help, and mom's offered to drive me back afterwards, which means I won't have to take that hellish bus again. Also, she's going to help me sell my car, which reminds me...
Anybody want to buy my car? E-mail me, ok?
Austin and I talked a lot last night, which was good...things are a LOT nicer here now that we're friends again.
Other news: Going through all my old crap I keep finding things for people...
Zack: found you a sake bottle...thingy. You know.
Chris: I'm bringing you legos and lots of other things, as you know.
Andrea: Stumbled across something at Target (or somewhere) that I think you'll like. Haven't found anything for anybody else yet... I'm working on it.
Anyway... Still homesick, still a bit lonely, still miss Chris like nothin'...
But I need to stay another week if I'm going to stay in Corvallis. Rent money is a good thing, and selling my car will (hopefully) provide me with some.
Note to Zack/Nayno/Moddy/Whoever else may be interested: Who wants to play Chris's RPG when I get back to town? I'm volunteering it for him, since I know he'd never advertise it himself. It'd be good fun, and damned amusing. I think my character's going to be a were-panda.
Breif note to let you all know that Qwest is STUPID and had cut off my parents' phone. My mom called to talk to them about something and mentioned that they were moving soon...so this guy started pushing her about getting the information to change her phone number, and she said she wasn't ready yet, she didn't have all the information ready (etc.) and he went ahead and entered the info anyway because he was a JACKASS and they get paid by commision. So after wondering why our phones weren't working, we called, got it straightened out, and...they're still not working. Called again, and there was apparently some sort of screw up, so they would be hooked up "around 5:00"
Ummm...as of 7:00 (the last time I checked): Still no phones. Which means no internet, which means I'm at the library, which is quite a bit farther from my house here than it is in Corvallis.
Anyway, so if I'm not online, or not replying to phone calls/e-mails...call Qwest and bitch at them, will you?
P.S. Avoiding Austin. He hasn't noticed yet, which only makes me more angry.
Wednesday, August 27, 2003
There's something about coming home from college that's almost like culture shock, which I am currently having the pleasure (Ha!) of experiencing.
You can never really come home. Everything will always be different, no one there will ever really understand you again (assuming they did before), and you won't understand them. Case in point, my brother: once my best friend in the world, now a stranger.
You have no idea how much this fucking hurts. How much it hurts to be here. Talking to Austin today he mentioned that he thinks of me now as a "cool parent," when all I ever wanted was to be his sister and his friend. I guess despite how highly I think of him, he'll never return it, and that hurts more than you could ever imagine.
I'd rant more, but I'm frustrated, and depressed, and about to cry. Fuck it.
Now is time for TV and zoning out and ignoring problems time. DS9: The House of Quark is on.
Maybe I'll get drunk.
Monday, August 25, 2003
Yep, here I am. Not really much to tell...just sorting things/packing. We're having a garage sale here on Saturday ("we" being Austin and I, since mom said we could keep the cash) at the ungodly hour of 8 am, which means getting up before that to get everything ready.
I'm tired today, too, because I haven't been sleeping well...
I miss Corvallis already.
Very, very much.
Greyhound, devourer of souls.
Well, off to Greyhound, and Boise (in that order). See you all next week! (probably)
Just remember, when you're sleeping in your nice soft bed tonight, that I'm sleeping on a bus.
Saturday, August 23, 2003
I need to talk to you, I need to feel it deeply
"Deeply" is a good song. For those of you who don't know, BOA is the group that did that opening song for Serial Experiments: Lain, and a lot of their other stuff is quite good too. "Deeply" and "Fool," specifically. Haven't managed to download much more than that, since they're not that widespread...oh, and there's a J-pop group by the same name, so you have to check the official site to make sure it's actually one of their songs, and not the other BOA.
Well, we're currently playing Heroes of Might and Magic (which is turn based), and a damn fine game. In between turns I'm listening to WinAmp and working on the Church of Spike, and I really haven't done anything more productive than that all bloody day. I've been way too tired, which is just stupid because I haven't done that much all week. I haven't been sleeping well, and that's probably part of it, but I think part of it is also trying to get everything done before I leave to Boise is just stressing me out. So today I just...didn't do anything. It's been nice, but...I feel totally useless. There's still a lot of things that I should do before I leave...I just...don't want to, so screw it. I just feel like giving up on everything today.
Oh! Did get pissed off at this wench who was supposed to call me back today...I've been leaving messages for this woman, and she's always on the phone, and she never returns my calls, and I HAVE TO talk to her before the first. I told her...I don't know, her secratary or whatever that I HAD to talk to her today, and she said "Well, she's in today, so she'll call you"...bullshit. She STILL hasn't called because she's a little bitch and she thinks she can do that. It's REALLY pissing me off. Grrr.
Well, whatever. I'll give them hell when I get back from Boise. Now is time for noodles.
I've gotta feel it, I've gotta feel it
And the words come tumbling from me
Friday, August 22, 2003
Gaah. Yes, taking another break from cleaning...but not for too much longer, since Chris and I just took a "break" that lasted a few hours (hey, Warcraft is distracting!). I'm happy to report that the house is...mostly clean. Anyway, tomorrow we have to get my bus tickets, but I might not end up leaving until Saturday evening...the bus to Boise leaves at 6:00 pm and gets in at 8:50 am in Boise (one hour time difference, mind you). I was going to leave tomorrow, but I still have a lot of stuff to finish up...like finishing cleaning, and revising my resume and dropping it by a couple of places around town. With any luck I can finish that up tonight, but then I still have to pack, and...*sigh*. Yes. I think it'd be better to leave Saturday evening...Hmm...should call mom and tell her. This whole trip was kind of short notice anyway...argh.
Back to cleaning...
Thursday, August 21, 2003
Another good one:
"T.V. - Why do you think they call it programming?"
If life seems jolly rotten, there's something you've forgotten!
Argh...how does 3:00 am sneak up on you?
Poking around various webpages (in my pajamas, no less) while Chris is sleeping soundly. Argh.
Well, anyway, the War On Filth is being raged... however, when I clean it tends to make the house first more messy and then much, much cleaner. House is currently in the "more messy" stage, except for a few areas, which are clean and happily organized.
We're also clearing things out for a garage sale when I get back from Boise (going next week), so if any of you want to pitch in (and sell things), drop me an e-mail! People tend to show up in crowds if you have more stuff for them to buy. We could even chip in with a newspaper ad or something. My mom's taking me back-to-school shopping in Boise, so I know I definitely need to get rid of some of the shit in my closet.
In other news, I'm planning on stealing the livejournal kitty emotes, because they're SO DAMN CUTE! I'll put them up when it's not 3:00 am, and when I'm not falling asleep or being lazy.
Also, for those of you who don't already know it, Coolsig has some fabulous, fabulous quotes/signiatures. Check out the "religion" section, where you can find great things like: "A religious war is like children fighting over who has the strongest imaginary friend."
"Some of my colleagues think that the chemicals we are experimenting with could potentially cause brain damage, however I think that fish crunchy bits of salami my new red hippie noodle. Naked pool frogs?" (from Coolsig)
The war on filth
Argh. Ever since I got back from Eugene, the house has been dirty. Every once in awhile, Chris or I will decide to clean it and inevitably get distracted by something else in the process. There is a carrot on the top of the stove that's been sitting there for a few days. There are things in our fridge that would send Cthulu running in fear. Our floor is quickly becoming home to a growing nation of sentient dustbunnies (not to mention the nasty, nasty crumbs on the floor around the sink). Plus there's laundry and computer components/cases everywhere.
Well, tonight -- (as soon as we go over to Starbucks and drop off my application (wish me job-ness!) -- is cleaning night. My mom and dad want me to come back to Boise for a bit to help them move (for which they are prepared to offer me money, of all things), and I want the house to be clean before I go, because otherwise I know that Chris/Roman/whoever-else-comes-over will be happy to let it stew in its own filth and disease. If I clean it before I go, maybe they'll try to keep it that way. Especially if I "persuade" them a little with the katana.
Other news: From this day forth, "William's" mother, previously known to breathe fire, be a ninja, have caused the downfall of the U.S.S.R., smuggle crack-filled pop tarts, and love "William" very much, is declared to also be the hindu goddess of socks. Congratulations, "William."
Well, we went over to Starbucks to drop off my application, only to find that they weren't taking them there any more...so I have to go down to the one on 9th street and drop it off. Goddamnit!
However, while we were there I got a vanilla frappuchino, which is so good that mere words cannot describe it. It's like injecting an angel with a syringe full of vanilla, slicing open its jugular and draining all its blood, sticking it in the freezer for a few hours, and then drinking it. Fabulous.
Tuesday, August 19, 2003
I hate filling out applications. I really truly hate it. And guess what I've been doing all day? That's right, filling out applications. Not even plural applications. One application. A Starbucks application. It's taken me all day to fill out one application. This is largely because they keep throwing questions at me like: "What do you like about coffee?" Simple question, right? Wrong. I have to sit there and think about what I should say, what they want me to say, what sounds casual and offhand, but at the same time practical and professional...all kinds of crap. Then there's the fact that I have almost NO contact information for any of my previous employers, and I know, how bad that's going to look. Argh. I also have to come up with "...three professional references, whom you have known at least one year" (that one's not so hard though...I think I have 2 already). The real problem is that I keep daydreaming...if I could stay focused on this damn thing it'd be done already. Argh, argh, argh.
Other news...not much. Woke up this morning and found one of Chris's textbooks in the sink for some reason. He won't tell me why, so I can only assume it has something to do with the anitchrist. And weasels.
Also: Everybody remembers "the beat generation" right? That was the phrase that later got changed to "beatniks," which were hipster poets in black turtlenecks who wore berets and sunglasses indoors. Well, considering the widespread influence of 1337 and the sort of cyber culture that's influenced our generation (the 1337 generation!), I'd like to coin the phrase "1337nik," because I think it's nifty. Spread it around, ok? "Hacker" is silly and overused.
Monday, August 18, 2003
Well, stayed up all night...whee! Sleep deprivation!
Have done pretty much nothing productive besides looking throught messenger bags on ebay (I want one) and deciding that I'm madly in love with Tare Panda. He's so SMOOSHY! SMOOOOOOOOOOOSHYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!
Alright...I don't think I can keep my eyes open any more. Off to bed for me. Happy 8:00, everyone.
"We will meet in the red at the hour of scampering"
Sunday, August 17, 2003
Embrace of the Vampire? ... How about embracing some acting classes instead?
Alright, so tonight we're celabrating me living here for a whole year (Yay!) so Chris and I decide to spend the evening together (Aww!). We walk down to Safeway, get some snacks, and come back to watch "Embrace of the Vampire" with Alyssa Milano. We originally downloaded it because we thought it was a Star Trek movie, and on a whim I said "Hey, it's got vampires, let's keep it." Andrea knows the movie we're talking about. We clicked through it a little while we were in Eugene just to see what it was like, and decided there was too much nudity to watch it there (GOOD CALL!!!). What we discovered when we got home was that it was a kind of horrible mutant cross between softcore porn and a stupid vampire "B" movie.
Chris: A sordid tale of sex, sex, more sex, and no plot whatsover.
Lemon: The producers for this movie found their writers sitting in gutters around the city, holding signs like "Wil rite dyalog fore food."
Chris: The only redeeming scene was the lesbian make-out scene next to jesus. (SEE CAM PICTURE)
Lemon: I see two ways this movie could have ended better... screw her boyfriend, she should either have become a vampire or a lesbian. She would have been good either way. (Well, ok, she should have been a vampire, but the guy who played the vampire was really ugly. She should have been a vampire lesbian. Rowr!)
Chris: Featuring the oldest 17-year old ever.
Lemon: Not to mention blind costume designers with weird hat obsessions. Except the lesbian photographer has cool pinstripe pants.
(During a drinking/smoking/softcore orgy scene in the common room in her dormitory)
Lemon: NO COLLEGE IS LIKE THIS!!!
Chris: Unless of course you're 17 (but look 25) going to college, and have a crazy vampire stalking you that won't tell you (or us) exactly why. Then stuff like this becomes a minor detail.
Chris: "Embrace of the Vampire" turned out to be more like "Excuse for the boobs."
Lemon: It was made in 1994 and they didn't think having the vampire shoot lightning from his fingers was CHEESY?
Chris: It was all cheesy, dear.
Lemon: Oh yeah.
In short, never, ever watch this movie.
(A public service.)
Saturday, August 16, 2003
Got up this morning and went to enjoy a cup of tea on the porch with Balthamos...he crawled around exploring things, and I managed to spill the tea all over myself. This probably happened because I've got an appointment today with the employment agency (everyone cross your fingers for me, ok?).
I need to check CNN more. Roman was talking yesterday about the huge power outage in the northeast, and I hadn't heard about it yet...silly girl. So...went and poked around CNN some more and found this (which I guess is actually from the NY times). It frightens me. It frightens me that more people beleive in the virgin birth of jesus than in evolution. It frightens me that some people think it was God's will that Bush won the election. People are SCARY.
Oh! And today's the one-year anniversary of me moving to Corvallis! Go me!
So we're probably going to do something special to celebrate, though I don't know what yet.
Ah, that reminds me...gotta call Cliff sometime and tell him we're not going to be coming to the party. Anyone know when he gets off work? Or if he's still using Lisa's phone?
Not much more to rant about today... my brain still feels asleep and kind of groggy.
Slogan for the Church of Spike Speigel: "Because he's cooler than Jesus."
Friday, August 15, 2003
Did stuff today. Called people, had people call me, had people (well, person. Nick, specifically) drop by...stuff. Called this woman about finding me a job, but she didn't call me back, so we get to play phone tag tomorrow. Oh boy. Everyone knows how much I love phones.
Finished my book ("The Gates of Sleep," by Mercedes Lackey), which ended pathetically by the way...two characters who acted like nothing more than friends throughout the WHOLE thing ended up just randomly deciding they were madly in love and had a huge gaudy wedding. Note to all future authors: if you're going to have two characters fall in love, at least drop hints about their attraction to each other at some point in the novel. Thank you.
You'll notice the webcam picture is a Panda. I want you all to know, this is not just any panda, this is a Pandaren Brewmaster, which is basically a drunken panda that dumps beer on people and then lights them on fire. And he's fluffy! *Squeals in delight* Needless to say, he's my new hero, and the newest Seraphim to join the Church of Spike. If you have a problem with that, I get to pour vodka on you and threaten you with matches. MWAHAHA!
And now, because I have nothing better to do, it's time for...
A completely pointless (but really long) questionaire!
WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR KITCHEN PLATES?
White with blue around the edges. *shrugs*
WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
Two girls who reming me of pixies.
FAVOURITE BOARD GAME?
I don't really read magazines, but it would probably be one of the gaming magazines. Or Cricket. Cricket rocks!
Vanilla! Or coffee.
LEAST FAVOURITE SMELL?
Maybe Tequila. Hard to say.
WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING?
"Do I have to get up?"
LEAST FAVORITE COLOUR?
Swamp green. Or maybe orange.
HOW MANY RINGS BEFORE YOU ANSWER THE PHONE?
3...or I make Chris get it. I hate phones.
WHAT IS MOST IMPORTANT IN LIFE?
OF ALL THE POSSIBLE CIRCLES OF HELL, WHICH ARE YOU MOST LIKELY TO BE ASSIGNED TO?
I don't really believe in "hell"...but if I end up getting stuck somewhere like that it'll probably mean I committed suicide, which Christianity claims is a sin...so we'll go with that.
CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?
Vanilla for smell, dark chocolate for taste. mmmm....
DO YOU LIKE TO DRIVE FAST?
Not in MY car. It would probably explode.
DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?
When Chris isn't around...
STORMS - COOL OR SCARY?
WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR?
'93 Sable....still have it, in fact. *kicks car*
IF YOU COULD MEET ONE PERSON DEAD OR ALIVE WHO WOULD IT BE?
Neil Gaiman. I would love to just chat with him over coffee some day, assuming I could contain my gibbering fangirl hysteria. ("Mr. Gaiman, you're so cool! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!")
FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK?
WHAT IS YOUR SIGN?
"Please do not feed the animals"
DO YOU EAT THE STEMS OF BROCCOLI?
IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB WHAT WOULD IT BE?
Comic book writer/artist. Or a computer game designer.
IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY HAIR COLOR WHAT WOULD IT BE?
Deep pink...I miss my pink hair!
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
IS THE GLASS HALF FULL OR HALF EMPTY?
Half yo' mama.
Fight club! Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Stargate, Matrix (the first one) umm....that's all I can think of right now. I know there's more though.
DO YOU TYPE WITH YOUR FINGERS ON THE RIGHT KEYS?
WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED?
Hedge clippers. It was the only safe place to store them.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER?
FAVOURITE SPORT TO WATCH?
Gerbil racing. In those little balls!
WHAT IS YOUR SINGLE BIGGEST FEAR?
Water. Giant underwater monsters, specifically. I always think they're going to get me. Yes, even in swimming pools. I know, I'm crazy.
Currently it's Cowboy Bebop music...changes a lot though. And a lot of it depends on my mood, definitely.
FAVOURITE TV SHOWS?
T...V? What is this "TV" of which you speak?
KETCHUP OR MUSTARD?
HAMBURGERS OR HOTDOGS?
Depends...I refuse to eat fast food hamburgers, and some of the hot dogs you can buy are just plain scary.
FAVORITE SOFT DRINK?
THE BEST PLACES YOU HAVE EVER BEEN?
Hawaii, the park near our house, the rooftop of one of the buildings at COCC in Bend, the forest we stopped in on our way from Bend to Corvallis one time...that forest was awesome.
WHAT SCREEN SAVER IS ON YOUR COMPUTER RIGHT NOW?
American McGee's "Alice" screensaver...Booya, baby!
BURGER KING OR MCDONALDS?
You mean...which one would I like to BURN TO THE GROUND? ...Ouch, tough choice. I'd have to say McDonald's.
WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE FOOD?
Sushi. If we're going for type, then Japanese/Chinese. Mmmmm.
WHERE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF IN 20 YEARS?
Some crazy old lady who lives alone near a forest with her cats and various other pets. I'll probably drink like a fish, too, and throw empty bottles at the neighborhood children. Ahh, ambition.
IF YOU HAD THE CHOICE OF ANY SUPERHERO POWER TO POSSESS, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
Wolverine's claws. MUAHAHAAHAA!
WHAT'S THE WEIRDEST DREAM YOU'VE EVER HAD?
Hard to say...there was one about my mom smashing raw eggs on waffles, and one about someone on Saturday Night Live impersonating Oprah and yelling "UNITY TUNA!"
WHO IS YOUR FAVOURITE CLASSICAL COMPOSER?
Mozart. He's groovy.
WHAT IS GOTH?
Stupid labels. People are people. Quit classifying everything.
DO YOU EAT COWS?
Occasionally. I eat chickens more. Chickens are tasty.
HOW WILL HUMANITY END?
I'm betting they'll be swallowed up by their own stupidity and bickering. Good thing I'm a cat instead of a human. Suckers.
It's true, you know.
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
Well, she's back...
from the dead? No, though it might seem like it.
Had a perfectly nice week house-sitting (I was paid in food! YESSSS!) except I couldn't get comfortable in Eugene for some reason... I was edgy all week, and I really have no idea why. Maybe it was just being by myself in an unusual environment. Odd.
Anyway, I spent most of the time at the computer (Yes, I know I didn't blog, what was I going to say? "Yep, still sitting at the computer. Starting to get hungry." [one hour later] "Still at the computer. Maybe I should go eat...eh. In a bit"). Chris took the bus down on Friday and spent the weekend with me, and I promptly buried myself in a book. No, I don't know why. I just...felt like reading, I guess. He wasn't too happy with that (thought I was ignoring him, which I really didn't mean to do), and we've been...kind of cranky with each other since, I guess. Not shaping up to be a particularly pleasant week. Not to mention we got home today and the house was trashed, courtesy of the boys. Oh well. I am glad to be home, and I'm guessing a lot of my cranky attitude is due to PMS and being edgy in a house by myself all week. Nobody take it personally if I'm a little snippy, ok? It'll pass.
Other news... We got the Warcraft 3 expansion!
*jumps up and down*
Haven't played that much yet, because I got distracted by an old game boy game Chris found, which he says was originally for the Commodore 64. It's called "Quix" (or "Kwix") and it's so Spikedamn addictive. I suck at it, but I vow to get better. I swear to Spike.
Speaking of which, the Church of Spike Speigel webpage will be up soon, and I'm also posting a few rants: One called I Hate You, Sally Lockhart, and a little thing I like to call Bill Keane should be clubbed to death, and Hank Ketcham should be hauled out of his grave and fed to hyenas.
Also, I'm building an octopus out of wire. (Why am I building an octopus out of wire? What do you mean WHY? Don't ask questions, just nod! Bloody peasants!!!) Erm. Anyway, I'll post pictures of it.
So look forward to all that! And maybe someday I'll get the art back up! Woohoo!
Oh, and I do hate my hair. Somebody make it grow faster so it stops looking like a mullet and starts looking long and luxurious? Please?
Despite being online almost constantly all week, I really haven't felt like blogging much. Which is ok, since there's not much to say...I'm still in Eugene house-sitting, which is very quiet and nice...had some time to work on my comic, and have pretty much decided to change everything. Well, except for Cthulu being a bunny. That stays. But the characters are no longer based on people from real life (Me, Chris, etc), because that was too damn hard to fit into the story. So I've pretty much had to design a new main character and secondary characters. Still working on them, in fact. We'll see how that goes.
Aimee stayed the night last night because she wanted to sleep in Andrea's comfy, squishy bed, and it's been nice having some company. I'd been feeling weird most of the week, and I don't think being all by myself was helping much.
Other news....Well, nothing much really. Found this crazy Korean site and was having fun poking around on it, since I have no idea what any of it says. Tried showing it to Chris, but for some reason it didn't work on his computer... just a warning to y'all.
Downloaded/watched a lot of Mystery Science Theater 3000, which you must see if you have a weird sense of humor and you haven't seen it already. It ricks.
"What are we?" "Bats!" "What do we want?" "Insects!" "When do we want them?" "Now!"
(From MST3K: "Deathslayer and the Warriors from Hell")
Friday, August 08, 2003
Oh Johnny... Say it ain't so!
Not that I wouldn't mind trying it sometime, but I hear it can be nasty.
As in, diarrhea nasty.
(edit: Heh heh. Hillary too, apparently.)
Wednesday, August 06, 2003
Another day, another quiz
(It's a hard life, I know)
You are a Blender!!! MIX IT UP, BABY!!!
Which household appliance are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Think I'm going to do some laundry, listen to my audiobook and sew. Aaaaahhh.
Laaa laa laa. Lazy house-sitting day. Mwaha!
And now for something completely different.
Healers are gentle people, gifted with the ability to heal others with the strength of their own minds. They can examine a person's body and aura, helping them to recover from injury or sickness. Healers never put themselves first, and can be generous to a fault.
Farseekers posses the ability to communicate over great distances via telepathy. They are great friends who know when they're needed, and seem to be able to detect others thoughts.
What is your Misfit Talent?
(Aaaargh. Had to re-do that whole goddamn quiz code, just so it'd fit in the layout right.)
Tuesday, August 05, 2003
Johnny Depp goodness all night long!
1. Got to Eugene! Whee! Wrote "FWAFFLES" on Andrea's arm.
2. Chris got all his dentistry stuff taken care of and was returned to Corvallis since he has class all week.
3. Went to Johnny Depp party Monday night with Andrea/Aimee/Brit(t?)/Julie. Got Chinese food, TONS of sugar and caffeine, and:
a. From Hell
b. Benny & Joon
d. The Ninth Gate
e. Edward Scissorhands
f. Sleepy Hollow
4. SQUEALED AND GIGGLED AND HAD A BLAST!
5. Stayed up all night watching hot (HOT!) Johnny Depp goodness and squealing and giggling (I'm an adult, really!).
6. At one point was shocked to hear my sleep-deprived brain come up with: "Argh...knees hurt...locked in Johnny-loving posistion"
7. Squeezed Andrea's buns.
8. Theorized in depth about what we'd do if Johnny Depp happened to knock on the window and say "Excuse me ladies, but my car broke down, and I was wondering if I could use your phone." (Answer: Stare. Stare more. Ask "Can we lick you?!")
9. Patented the word "Bitch-nugget."
10. Said "bitch" about FIVE BILLION TIMES
11. Cowered from "Bilbo the Ripper" (and yes, I just gave it away, boo-hoo.)
12. Discovered that Satan like trains, and books! And is female with sexy, SEXY eyes (that's about it though. Oh, and she's freaky). Also, she raped Johnny. Poor Johnny!
13. Noticed that HALF the movies we watched had sheep in them. o_O So...weird....
14. Morning came. So SOOOO sleep-deprived.
15. Andrea/Chris's parents left, am now allllllll alone in Eugene. Oh, except Aimee might drop by. w00t!
16. Haven't eaten anything in...a long time. Mostly because I felt sick from the fun combination of caffeine/sugar + an empty stomach, and therefore couldn't think about food for most of the day without being nauseous.
17. Am feeling better now. I think I'll eat something, eh? *thinks about it*
18. Wrote long, rambling, silly blog entry which will probably not make sense to anyone unless they were already there. If you can't tell, I had a DAMN good time at the party though.
19. Actually went to get food and then play computer games until a decent hour (can't fall asleep at 5pm, can't fall asleep at 5pm....arrrrgh).
20. I'm an adult!
Away with ye!
Off to Eugene...I'll still post from there (of course!), and be back on Monday...have a good week, everyone!
*hopes she didn't forget anything...* @_@;;
Sunday, August 03, 2003
What a day, what a day.
Ended up stying up until 5:30 last night...told people I was going to sleep around...1? 3? Not sure. Anyway, couldn't sleep, so I got back online, but by then everyone was gone, so I chatted for awhile, then cleaned a bit, then just kind of puttered around in photoshop. Ended up crashing at 5:30 and sleeping until about 1 pm -_-;; Wasting the day, I know. Anyway, Nick droped by, so we played some Warcraft and then called "William" and we all had dinner together, which was really nice. I love hanging out with Nick and "William". They rock!
Anyway, then we all trooped over to the library (which was closed, sadly), and dropped off some books. Then Nick said we should go on an adventure, so we walked over to Avery park and picked blackberries until it got dark. It was great! Although yes, next time Nick and "William" need to wear jeans because of the merciless thorns of doom (They didn't get me too bad though..I stomped them! I stomped them good!).
When it got too dark we walked home, and then we SQUISHED the berries into juice (we squished them GOOD, in case you were wondering). Then after awhile "William" left, and Chris and Nick and I walked down to Safeway and got some stuff for coffee and burritos. Got home, ate burritos, and made tasty coffee drinks involving cream, vanilla, chocolate syrup, sugar and death in the form of EXTRA STRONG COFFEE OF DOOM.
So if this post is flaky, it's because it's five fucking o'clock and I'm all caffinated. I think we're going to play some more Warcraft next....Whee!
"Let's so bring it! On down" (from Engrish, which I'm too lazy to link right now)
Saturday, August 02, 2003