Friday, December 3, 2004

"Why are you asking me? I suck at this." On iTunes: "Uno" Muse So I've been spending a lot of these last couple weeks hanging out over at my sister's dorm, but not necessarily with my sister. Kind of a lot with this other guy. And people, besides myself mind you, have noticed. But I don't know what to tell them because I have no idea what's going on. I also think it's kind of funny how some of my guy friends turn to me when they start wondering about girls. For instance, this one kid... we'll call him Billy.. is in this funny situation where he likes this one girl, but she's not entirely into him. Meanwhile, this other girl is really into him, and he's getting kind of annoyed with her. So we're coming back from somewhere and him and this other guy (the same guy who I don't know what to think about) are talking about it and Billy turns and looks at me like, "wtf, mate? What should I do?" How the hell should I know? I don't even know what I'm doing. Honestly I'd much rather wait until after winter break to think about all of this. I don't even know how I wind up like this in the first place, especially when I feel like such a horrible person sometimes. There should be a fucking manual somewhere. Understanding the Opposite Sex For Idiots. There's only one chapter, only one page long, with only one sentence and it reads: "We don't have a fucking clue, but good luck anyway, slugger."

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Tuesday, November 30, 2004

She turned me into a newt! On iTunes: "Something Is Wrong" Phantom Planet I've been trying to think about what I want to do with my layout here. I really do like the simplicity and the warmth of this one, but I need something a little more funky now. I absolutely adore the yellow and neon-ish pink that James has on his mO right now. I'd like to try out some interesting backgrounds for my posts, but I don't really know what I want and that makes creating them kind of hard, heh. And as much as I'd like to do all of this myself, I seriously doubt my ability to do so, so I'll probably end up bothering Tony soon. So it's Tuesday, and I had an Italian presentation this morning. It went okay, I think. Nothing fabulous, especially considering that Angel, the guy who went before us, pretty much winged his and it was good. I just can't pull the language out of my head that fast, lol. I sit there and think about the words in my head, and then I start doubting whether or not they're the right words, if I can pronounce them correctly, and all that stupid crap. I'm really just so much better at writing and reading than hearing and speaking languages. Heh, go figure. [/end off-topic diatribe] Anyway. Angel's was good, then ours was ... blah, and then this kid Charlie (who sits behind me) goes up and freaking sings in Italian. The man has some pipes, kids. It was awesome. I was all, "O_O" .... yeah. Oh well. I've got an art project due tomorrow that I haven't started yet. I don't think it's going to be all that hard - it's just a matter of getting my resources together, choosing some pictures for my exhibition's theme, and then writing an essay to accompany them. I always roll out the art essays pretty easily, so it shouldn't be a problem. The real effort will be choosing the paintings/prints I want to use. The theme I'm leaning towards is the social commentary in pop art and more or less how it really defines the generation in which it emerged. It should be ... interesting. In other news, I've finally seen Reservoir Dogs and American History X and they are both fabulous films. However, both films (and the darling friends I saw them with) kept me up till 3 in the morning two nights in a row, so I think we're gonna have to take a little break with that, heh. So how many people are interested in astrology, runes, tarot cards, i-ching, and all that stuff? Do you actually believe it and follow it faithfully or is more of a hobby, just something fun to do? I readily admit that I enjoy all of the above, even if I don't understand all the aspects of them. I even have tarot cards. It's interesting to see what kind of "readings" you get, I guess. It's also kind of funny to watch people's reactions when I tell them various things. lol All right. Now that you all think I'm a crazy, wannabe, devil-worshipping witch, I'm gonna get started on some of that homework. Maybe. >_>;

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Sunday, November 28, 2004

We'll Search For Tomorrow On Every Shore On iTunes: Nothing. Thanksgiving Weekend was awesome and very delicious and now I'm back in Tallahassee after the longest drive between my two cities yet, and I am exhausted. But I've got some homework to do, PMs to reply to, unpacking, and other general "catch up" activities. And what is looming on the horizon but my ever-so devious finals. At least I've only got two weeks of this semester left. TWO WEEKS, HALLELUJAH, and then it's Winter Break and The Semester From HELL will be nothing more than a memory. So many memories. Now that it's almost over I can't believe how much has happened to me this fall. How much has changed, and, even despite the amount of time that has passed, how some things haven't. It's been bittersweet, to say the least.

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Thursday, November 25, 2004

Cluck cluck cluck cluck clu--aaaaaaggggurrrggglleeee. On iTunes: Nothing. But football is on the TV Because I'm slightly bored and much too full of turkey to think of something creative... GO TAKE MY QUIZ, FILTHY HUMANS!! ....please? Heh. Hope everybody had an awesome Thanksgiving Day. Even though this holiday is based on the slaughter of thousands of innocent Native Americans. Silly fine print.

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Wednesday, November 24, 2004

I Loathe I-75 With The Fire Of A Thousand Suns On iTunes: "Meteor" Virginia Coalition It took four and a half hours to get back to Orlando. My god, the traffic. I'm so glad it's a long holiday weekend because I don't ever want to get back into a car. Sometimes it's a relatively easy drive. Others.... not so much. Well, I'm here, we ate pizza (Donados, mmm), I threw a football around with my brother and me and my sister played darts while my brother yelled at his basketball game on the PS2... so things are pretty normal, heh. My mom was making pie when we got it. How awesome is that? lol Anyway, I helped make noodles for tomorrow, and now we're all kind of chilling. Jen and Matt went to the guys' and girls' soccer games, respectively, and I'm just here. I might head over to my friend Lauren's - she's got a Harry Potter marathon, seeing as the third DVD has just come out. I don't know if I really want to sit down and watch a movie with a bunch of people though. My head hurts. And that drive sucked. I think I just want to relax tonight. Maybe go hot-tubbing. ^_~ I miss my dog, though. Coming home isn't the same. We've got the bread all set out for stuffing tomorrow and I kept thinking about how Casey would somehow find a way to eat half of it before morning. When I'm away at school, I just don't think about it as much, but being home.. ahh. It's sad. Anyway. This is going to be an awesome weekend. It's good to be home. ^_^

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Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Another Fresh And Startling Update! On iTunes: "Hallelujah" Rufus Wainwright (or however you spell his name) Just so you know, the movie Alexander is awful. SLB had a special showing last night and we got to see it before it was released. We went two hours early and there was already a sizeable line. o_O;; Anyway, it's really pretty bad, and that was disappointing. Completely Hollywood, way over the top. There were a couple things in there that were supposed to be symbolic but really only ended up being silly, and it honestly made the man look like a pansy. He was Alexander the Great, not Alexander the Great Pussy, thank you very much. Better luck next time, Mr. Stone. In other news, I feel like crap. I don't know what it is, but it seems that my throat thing never truly went away. It hurts when I swallow and my head feels very heavy. Just in time for Thanksgiving, you dirty son of a bitch. Which reminds me, I need to pack. You'd think that because I've got this break and I'm going home I'd have extra time to be on. But there are some of us who go away to school and know that this is simply not true. If I sleep at all this weekend it will be a miracle sent by god himself. Or with my (lack of) luck it'll be a lightning bolt. Whichever.

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Monday, November 22, 2004

Hellooooo Twinkle Toes On iTunes: Sting "Fill Her Up" (??) It's funny how I get a ton of comments when I use the word "fuck" liberally. Miss Juu: I've never liked football more than when I got to FSU, so I think it might be a college thing. Thanks for the cookies, dahlink. ^_~ Shim Shim: It's a very hard song to come by, but I'll try to sing it for you. *clears throat* Fuuuuuuck the fucking Gaaaaatooooorrrrrrssssssss!! ....Ahem. Wolf, Mr. Azure: Thank you, but I know how to spell my expletives. ^_~ But I most definitely agree - vent, Zure-san, vent! Go now, forthwith, and bring your mighty wrath down upon myOtaku! Jamishes, or the Artist Formally Known As James: Do you want to be shot? lol, oh you'll cry. And you'll like it. ^_~ Karmalicious: Game-shmame. It's a crazy freaking rivalry, that's what it is. There was mass chaos in Tallahassee Saturday night, I can tell you that. Panda-ness: Yes, yes it does. I'm going to miss those seats, lol. the Queen (of Hearts and Other Such Things): *hugs and sobs* .....yeah. Football is so emotionally draining, heh. But at least one of our teams beat the damn Gators.. *shakes fist at stupid Gainesville* Solo Tremaininator: Football, my main man, football. Americano style, mind you. It's a very rare species, but a very dangerous one. Full of crazy people bulked up on steroids. Season after season of this drug-induced insanity, yeah baby!! Okay. My nick-names keep getting a little weirder. lol Ladies (and hopefully not Men o_O), do you ever notice how fabulous heels make your legs look? I went to a Tea Party (not of the Dragon Warrior variety) yesterday and I wore a simple black dress and some new-ish heels and even though I'd worn that dress a thousand times over for other special dress-oriented occasions, I got whistled at. I think it was the heels. That, and the fact that I'm just super hot. You know. Anyway, I've got a little bit of school work ahead of me. Finals are creeping up fast, and I've got an art project due on the first. I don't know how much work I'll actually get done over break so... yeah. Crunch time sucks. I did find out that I've got a B as of now in Italian, though. Something like an 84, which is honestly better that what I thought it would be. It kind of makes up for my history grade, which I'm certain is not a B, but that's okay. I'll get over it eventually.. ^_^;; I'm having a massive chocolate craving. I want chocolate and grilled cheese. o_O Mmm, fooooood.

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Sunday, November 21, 2004

God Hates Me. On iTunes: FUCK THE FUCKING GATORS NO NO NO NO NO IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR THE GATORS CAN'T WIN NO NO NO NOT ONLY DID I GET TICKETS TO THE GAME I GOT GREAT TICKETS IN SECTION 6 ROW 7 FROM THE FUCKING FIELD AND GOD DAMN IT THE NOLES FUCKING LOST?!?!?!?!?!?! Le sigh. At least Ohio State beat Michigan. *twiches*

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Friday, November 19, 2004

Life's Gonna Suck When You Grow Up On iTunes: "You Don't Own Me" from the First Wives Club. ^_^ First off, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHAEL!!! Second, the Queen needs some hugs so make sure you give her some. Third. I got tickets to the FSU vs. UF game, ha ha!! I'm so excited, it's a night game, it's going to be awesome and we're totally gonna kick Florida's ass. Saturday is going to be a beautiful day. ^__^ All right. Thursday nights at Floyd's they've got a DJ and from midnight to 2 a.m. you can go shake your ass with tons of other people. I went for the first time yesterday with a whole bunch of friends and it was so awesome. We are a bunch of dancing fools and I do not mean in a lovely ballet type of way. It was so much fun, and it was such a perfect end to the week, even though I still had class Friday (heh). When we all left, we were drenched in sweat and I felt so dirty and it was such a wonderful feeling, lol. Does anybody else go clubbing or dancing or whatever the cool kids call it? And I don't mean you go and sway and bob your head but actually shake it and grind and all that good fun? Ahem. I love it. Sometimes I'm not quite sure if I'm still a virgin afterwards, but it's fun all the same. Which leads me to another thought.... SEX!! We went to the mall today after class (and after some much needed naps, lol) and the new, bigger, better Victoria's Secret was open so naturally we had to look around. They've got some really cute stuff in there but I'm holding out for gift cards come Christmas. Anyway, we were wandering around and I was thinking outloud, like always, and when we got to the langerie section I said something like, "I can't wait until I can buy this kind of shit." My friend Shannon asked why (she should have known better) and I told her "Because it means that I'll be having sex, silly." And then she laughed, and my sister rolled her eyes because she's heard this more than once. My question: I can't be the only one who thinks this, right? lol. So maybe I'm just looking forward to it a little more than other people are. But everybody does think about it and if they aren't then they're in denial or they're nuns. And I simply can't fathom nuns. Obviously, my dirty dancing episode did not exactly have a calming effect on my hormones. Eh. That's what cold showers are for. And chocolate. Chocolate! That reminds me. Mimmi is the best times three because she sent me more chocolate. ^___^ So so good! Whee for badness! All right. I think I'm going to see Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas tonight at midnight at the SLB, so I suppose that I should shower and stuff. It's going to be a good weekend. And then the next couple weeks are going to be hell. But at least Thanksgiving is just around the corner. Break!

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Tuesday, November 16, 2004

Sneak Preview, Sneak Preview!! On iTunes: Nothing. Roomie is watching TV Yes, that's right, a sneak preview. Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out! Meanwhile, I'm coughing up stuff and it's not that cute. But last night, I played intramural kickball with my sister's dorm (we are the "Queens of Crunk") and we lost, but it was a lot of fun. We actually held these girls really well, and this game was a vast improvement over the last one. I watched last time, but I hadn't played, so it was nice to actually be on the field. I played third base most of the time, and I got a couple runs, so it's all good. Then, my sister calls me today and is like, "So the guys want us to play on the co-ed kickball team Wednesday. Everybody keeps saying we're ballers." So there you have it, folks. I am a baller. Now, onto that preview: Julian DeVarshe was something of a collector. It would be more appropriate, actually, to say that he was the son of a collector. Either way, he made a decent living off of traveling the land, searching for and taking up various magical artifacts. In reality, however, he didn’t really need the money – his family was very wealthy, as were most Ancients, and his father had long been in the magical services business. A sort of magical mercenary, he sold his services to those who needed it most, whether it was in the form of protection, enchanted objects, wards or hexes, or whatever. Julian had mostly followed in his footsteps, though he wasn’t as picky as his father was when it came to whom he would help. Whereas his father had been one to help only for the greater good, some of the things that Julian was paid for where not exactly great acts of nobility and justice. That was why when he and his dragon approached the old stonewall slowly, the dragon lowering himself to the ground with strong, fluid strokes of his wings, Leile wrapped her fingers around the worn leather hilt of her dagger. The gesture was more for comfort than actual need; she didn’t need a blade in order to kill a man. The ancient wall that rose up behind her was one of legend. It housed perhaps the single greatest ward ever created, so it was no wonder that those in the talisman business should come to see it. The greater mystery, however, was what the ward guarded against: a curse. A little ways down the hill on which the wall stood there was a mediocre sized village known as Melkin that had been, for as long as anybody knew, cursed. Then some dozen decades ago a spectacularly powerful mage had managed to erect a powerful ward on one of the ruined bits of wall surrounding Melkin in the hopes that if would offset the curse. It had worked, but not completely. Leile was here to work out the spells inscribed in the old wall, in between running away from her responsibilities and her increasing need to grow up. In fact, she’d made it her personal mission to unravel the secrets of the legendary wall and somehow apply what she’d learn to the very curse the wards had been set against. She doubted very much that Mr. DeVarshe had arrived with the same intent. Her fingers still brushing against her dagger soothingly, she watched the notorious Ancient climb off his dragon in a most languid fashion and noted with some interest that he did not carry a weapon on his person. His eyes drifted over her casually before focusing on the wall behind her. When he was a dozen or so feet away he stopped, but he said nothing. Instead, the first one to move was actually the dragon behind him, who stopped bristling at Leile and settled back onto his haunches rather abruptly. Leile was reminded of her dragon folklore – it was said that dragonriders shared a special bond with their dragons, and vice-versa. They could communicate without batting an eye, and had an unnatural sense of the other at all times. Such skills were particularly useful in battle, as dragonriders were often exceptional warriors as well. She had the feeling that a great deal was being said then without her knowing. And then Julian spoke. “Isis is under the impression that your aura reeks of old magic.” She smiled thinly. “Really?” Her fingers did not falter from their silent dance on her hilt. There was a slight pause before he returned the smile with a sly, upwards quirk of his lips. “He also thinks you are very pretty.” Behind him, the dragon Isis snorted and rolled his eyes. Leile glanced from the Ancient to the dragon, her little smile fixed. “Does he?” “Dragons do not lie,” he said. “But humans do,” she countered easily, and her smile thinned once again. He crossed his arms, as if preparing himself for a difficult puzzle, and asked, “What is your name?” “Leile.” Her attention, however, had turned to the dragon once again. Isis had stood, sensing something with his enhanced senses long before either of them even could. Almost immediately she began to search the area for another magical presence. The sudden sinking feeling that washed over her when she recognized the presence almost drowned out Julian’s own introduction, but not completely. Grimly, she replied, “I know who you are,” before turning her eyes towards the sky.

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