Monday, January 23, 2006

And unto this

First day of the second semester and I'm feeling quite giddy, even considering this is school I'm giddy about. I love my new schedule. A great mixture of classes, in all honesty. 1st block: English 2 2nd block: Algebra 1 Seminar Lunch 3rd block: Environmental Earth Science 4th block: Spanish 1 English 2: This has got to be the quietest class I've had all year. My Freshman class is just...a rowdy bunch of immature idiots. English 2 is all Sophomores with four Freshman and its so fucking quiet in there at times I can't believe it. English 2 promises to be a good class. Aye, yay. Algebra 1: Not exactly the best group of people to put together, but I hope that the class won't be too bad. It's Algebra and well, you just kind of expect it to be a little bland, boring, irritating, tedious...yeah. There are two Algebra 1 classes this semester and I think mine got stuck with all the kids who failed. I counted four, but I think there might've been another. Environmental Earth Science: The teacher is absolutely hilarious. She's great. You should have seen some of the answers on the pretest. Things like, "If you're in a car and you see a tornado, do you: A.) Hide in the trunk B.) Get out of the car and find a low-lying area C.) Get out of the car and find your friends to tell them what's happening D.) Get out of the car, stand in the road and shout to the tornado, "COME AND GET ME!" ...and that was only one question of various that made me laugh. Spanish 1: Spanish is Spanish and that's that. I love learning new languages. And here's another thing I love about second semester already: English 1 class size: 29 students Algebra 1 class size: 28 students Environmental Earth Science class size: 19 students Spanish 1 class size: 17 students And take a look at last semester's class sizes: Computer Applications class size: 28 students (*not a good class to have lots of kids in*) P.E./Health class size: 36 students English 1 class size: 32 students Social Studies 1 class size: 30 students Take note of the bolded. There are only 30 desks per classroom, excluding English which has 31 desks because Ms. Mott asked for an extra... But anyway, the class sizes this semester are considerably smaller, which makes me considerably happy because that's less people to deal with and listen to, yay. Xio wants to transfer into English 2 and I completely support her in wanting to do so. After all, I wouldn't want to take English 2 with people from our class(God no!) and I'm so glad it's just me, three other Freshmen(mature Freshmen, at that), and the rest, Sophomores. She wants to drop Computer Applications and join first block English 2. I hope she can; I wouldn't mind actually having an English class with her, considering we have so many discussions about literature/writing/etc. already, and it'd be easier to actually be able to discuss during class, rather than online or in Seminar or at lunch the next day. But yeah. Other matters now. Maybe it was just the sleep talking or something, but I had a brainstorm, 'round midnight, in regards to La Cosa Nostra. 1.) Go through the current file and pick out the parts I particularly like and would prefer to keep in the story. 2.) No more first-person perspective. 3.) Instead, have multiple third-person perspectives, ala Hostage and other books(The Artemis Fowl series has that same thing, does it not? *scratches head* I can't remember and the books are all the way across the room and I'm kind of not in much of a position to move right now...). 4.) HOWEVER, limit the number of times the perspective is actually the main character's. I've kind of come to a liking of "playing out the story through others eyes, rather than the main character's", you know what I mean? So, I went through the fourth draft last night, outlined each of the numerals with "point-of-view", "scene", and "characters introduced," then picked out the parts I was fond of and didn't want to lose. And after all that, the main character (so far) only has two times that he's told a part of the story. TWO in twelve(or was it eleven? *scratches head*) numeral chapters(one in X, and one in XI, I believe). Oh, and to continue with my brainstorming: 5.) The last numeral chapter will be entirely in the main character's point-of-view, and every tenth numeral chapter will feature the main character's point-of-view at least once. I love brainstorming. Yay. And I'm actually happy where this is going for once. Now, considering the above ideas, later on in the story(way, way, way later, well, okay, not way, way, way, but at least way, way), the whole, deter from using the main character's point-of-view to tell the story, won't always apply, because there are certain parts later on that can only be told from his point-of-view. (Pretty much all of Part 2 can only be told from Tommy's point-of-view, and there are a couple other times, like in part one, chapter five; ALL of that has to be told from his point-of-view, because it's a (can you guess? What kind of thing would HAVE to be told from the main character's point-of-view, and would be impossible for anyone else to tell?) (*ding ding* Did you get it?) flashback chapter. Pretty much Tommy's childhood from eight(though I'm thinking about adding more from earlier, like when he was four, five, six, seven...) until eighteen(where the story actually begins, you see?). I need to work on a timeline. I have a rough one somewhere around here, but it's actually really hard to make a timeline, because well, I've already hinted at it a few times in both the story and pretty much flat out told you here at myO, that the story doesn't take place in contemporary times. It's...well, I'm not going to say how many years ahead(because I finally reveal what year it is at the end of Part one--I'm so nice, aren't I? There are parts later--during flashbacks--that will help to guide you in the right direction of what year it was and what year it really is before I reveal it. It won't take you long to realize it's in the future during certain parts of...chapter three, I think? Shit, I'm getting these mixed up, dammit. It might've been two *shrugs* Whatever.). I'll leave it up to your imagination. I don't know why, but I feel like I should mention this for anyone who's a major, "fact Nazi" or something: when you finally get to read it(the newer version, once I've written it), drop any preconceived notions you have about the Mafia or any concrete things you actually know about it. The story is about an unconventional, post-modern, new-age Mafia. Things are different. Things run different. I plan to explain that, actually...maybe during chapter five(I'm not sure it's actually five anymore...*sigh* I think it is, though. But, it might've been four, you never know...I'm just too lazy to actually check, you know?). I really like this expanded entry area...It's nice. Not as nice as Livejournal's(but that one's huge and one that big wouldn't fit here anyway), but still better than it was. Ah, well, I'm off to find something else to do. -Kayla

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Monday, January 16, 2006

'Why do I have to be Mr. Pink?' 'Because you're a fucking faggot, that's why.'

If you haven't noticed already, there's a new layout up :D And it's Reservoir Dogs themed! Yay! Tribute to one of the greatest movies ever. Comments on Comments Mimmi: Yes! We must do this! Must! Lots and lots of Welsh Corgies! And yes, the computer must be neutered. Definitely. The dirty little whore... aiomaru: Ein is just...amazing. Damn. I think I'll take the strong mallet, kthxbai. Shin: It must've been a wizard. Damn that Harry Potter... Kawaii Seth: I wish I had a briefcase. Then I could hope and hope every day that Ein would be in there when I opened it(alive, of course ^_^;;). iluvsasuk: They must be purged of their slutty, slutty ways. Shin: Reservoir Dogs pwnzorz your SOUL. YOUR SOUL. And this layout totally doesn't match my LiveJournal layout. Hm. This one's all orange and black and my LJ layout is all...green and darker green. Aren't I silly? (and lazy) This is all I had to say, haha. Losers! ...but seriously, do you honestly believe I have anything interesting to tell you? (other than the fact that I'm downloading the first episode of Prison Break...and have CSI: Miami, season three, episode eleven, "Addiction" lined up next, and Law & Order: CI, "The Good Doctor" episode lined up after that? And then...two more clips of Robert Knepper from Hostage? ...yes. I'm crazy. Obsessed crazy. Thank you, thank you.) Good morning to you all and to all a good day. -Kayla

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Sunday, January 15, 2006

Startling.

I ran a virus scan on my dad's computer today and I'm reading through the results list, "Trojan, Trojan, Trojan, Trojan.." when I stop and think, "God damn. My computer's a whore! Look at all these condoms!" ... Yeah...this is what happens when I've come to the realization that the computer is completely fucked and there's nothing I can or will do about it. Honestly, I get here yesterday around five, hop on the internet and then start swearing because the piece of shit isn't working. So I spent the last two days trying to figure out what the fuck was wrong. I ran Spybot God knows how many times, went through the settings, did everything I could possibly think of and it's still not working. The problem is, I can get on the internet and I can go to webpages but only after numerous clicks on a link. (Probably upwards of 20, sometimes less.) And even when I went to a webpage, none of the images would load and the content was usually just really basic, like, for instance, the nav bar on LiveJournal came up as just a bunch of text links down the page. So, I've given up on the computer and am now thankful I have my laptop. I installed NetZero on it, hooked a phone cord up and here I am. I also installed PhotoImpression3 and although it's not the same as PhotoImpression4, it'll get the job done during the week when I need to make an image. After using LiveJournal for awhile now...there are just so many things that myOtaku needs, you know? Helpful things, like being able to sort your entries. That'd be great. It's so hard to navigate your archives when you don't know which page the entry will be on. Woah, wait. I'm watching episode #2 of Cowboy Bebop, "Stray Dog Strut"...how the fuck did Ein fit in that briefcase? That thing's way too thin for him to fit in. And God, that briefcase must've been heavy. Mm. ...fucking computer. *beats it with a baseball bat and stomps on the remnants before returning to her laptop* :D -Kayla PS: I want a Welsh Corgi! They're so cute :D

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Monday, January 9, 2006

Alack!

Dorkiness/Idiocy/Nerdiness/General Lunacy of the day: 1. Screaming at a cheap laminator because it ruined a smexy picture of Jake Gyllenhaal and Anthony Swofford and a Prison Break ad with Wentworth Miller and Dominic Purcell. 2. Watching Supersize Me during Health and laughing when they mention that school lunches are the same served at prisons, because this is already a well-known fact to me, entailed by my stepdad. 3. Discussing whether or not someone who was split into two separate people while still a virgin, then put back into one person again after one of the former separate people loses their virginity is a virgin or not a virgin. 4. Knowing all of the answers during a review of the Vietnam War in Social Studies. 5. Considerably excited about receiving a cardboard box as a late Christmas gift. (1.) Entertainment Weekly and the TV Guide are delivered to my house. Ever since Prison Break began showing, all I do is scan the pages until I find an article or ad and then clip it out. I also haved two Jarhead articles(one's the cover of EW, actually). I thought it'd be a good idea to laminate the articles I liked the best, then take a couple to school and hang them in my locker. Too bad for me my laminator has suddenly decided to be a complete piece of shit and ruin two, perfectly good magazine clippings. I refuse to use my laminator ever again. (2.) We've been watching Supersize Me for the past few days in class and before now, I've only seen about half of it and the whole, "the same people who provide your kids lunches at school provide prisoners food as well" wasn't a part I remembered. Now that I've watched it all (and that part again), I can thoroughly giggle to myself in the back of the room because I already knew about that, while everyone else just kind of sits there...almost freaked out, but just not quite there. (3.) I deduced that since one half of the person from when they were separate people was a virgin, it would balance out with the non-virginal (in-theory), but hypothetically, the virginity would outweigh or overpower the non-virginity. For some strange reason. Keep in mind, we were discussing this for a short while during lunch. Among other subjects. (4.) Mmhm. Highlight: While everyone else was answering, "Vietcong," I correctly shouted out, "Vietminh." I also nabbed the fact that Saigon became "Ho Chi Minh City." Oh, if only it had been a game. I'm such a Social Studies nerd. (5.) Xio says she's giving me a sweet cardboard box as a late Christmas gift. I told her she has to write "To the Weapons Lab" on the side. She said she would x.x She also said she would cut a handle hole in the side so I can see out of it. It's apparently a spacious box, though not quite spacious enough, because she says she can run around under it okay. Guh. I'm overloaded in fanlisting stuff right now. I've resigned myself that I won't apply for anymore until I've finished with the one's I have upcoming right now. It's even worse that some of the subjects are so damn difficult to find pictures for. Alex Conklin from the Bourne series I can only seem to find pictures of dreadful quality. I can't take screenshots from the movie myself, or else I would have done so already. Wil Bechler from Hostage has just about nothing, except for a scant few pictures on a Bruce Willis fansite. I never realized how hard it was to find a screenshot of that picture of Volgin and Raikov. I found one, but it's small, like 300x100. Johnny Sasaki is impossible to find pictures of. Where's the Johnny love, people? Robert Knepper is actually pretty hard to find pictures of sometimes. Like, when he's not in-role. I have plenty of him as T-Bag and a bunch from a couple of other roles, but only six when he's not in-role(one of him smoking on the Prison Break set, one of him standing in the hole in the guard room on the Prison Break set, one of him from the Hostage premiere, one of him from when he was younger[and had more hair], and two from uh, some radio program). I needs my image editing program baaaaaaaaaaad. I'm going through image editing withfuckingdrawals. *dies* The weekend can't come fast enough. (And it's only Monday...let's hope for a snow day or an ice day or something. Please, make the week go by faster!) I think at last count I was up to 23 fanlistings, with one application pending (Characters: TV - John Abruzzi [Prison Break]), three finished applications sent (Characters: Anime/Manga - Doctor [Black Cat]; Characters: Anime/Manga - Jenos Hazard [Black Cat]; Characters: TV - Captain Brad Bellick [Prison Break]) and a bunch yet to be built. I can't apply for many more anyway; not until I work up the fucking nerve to ask my mom about purchasing a domain name and extra space. It'll only cost 'round $46.50 and I have the money to pay for twenty dollars of it. The biggest part is confronting, asking and praying to the God-I-don't-believe-in that my mother will provide the other twenty-six dollars, with me providing twenty dollars fifty cents. I'm such a stickler for avoiding confrontation and flat-out asking for things. I can't do it; it's so horrible. I have such a huge fear of being judged, or being wrong, or being yelled at. It's such an incessant fear I usually refrain from speaking at all costs and if I do want to say something I have to force it out, coaxing myself along the entire time because I'm so afraid of what people think of me and what they'll say. I suffer from severe self-consciousness. It's only recently that I've gotten over being self-conscious about my writing, but I'm still too self-conscious about bringing up topics with my mom or anybody. I'm afraid of criticism, too. I know it's good sometimes but it plays into the whole self-conscious thing. I'm always fearful of how people perceive and judge me because I don't want them to get the wrong impression and I don't want to give off the wrong impression. The worst part is I feel like an idiot sometimes, after someone criticizes me, but it usually depends on what the criticism was. My classmates don't help matters by making me even more prone to not saying anything in class, because they all regard me as this ultimate genius who they all need to outdo. Every time someone gets a better score on something, they're always gloating about it. "Oh, look! Heehee! I did better than Kayla did! I'm smarter than the Smart Girl!" Yes. They call me "Smart Girl". It's bothersome considering there are so many more intelligent people at school than me, yet they all regard me as if I'm the smartest one there and everyone else is just some below-average twit. And I hate it when they gloat, because it's not something I ever do, except when I'm feeling spiteful and even then, it's almost always between myself and my best friends, because they don't give a fucking shit, because they know that's how I am sometimes. I'm so sick of school that I almost miss the days over the summer when my mom and I moved out for a week or two and there was the chance I was going to be homeschooled. I just need a little time away from it all. Everything's just grating on my every nerve and I'm not sure how much more I can take before I just fucking snap. Heh. And I'm crying right now because I'm so sick of it all and I just wish everything wasn't so fucked up that I have to hide even farther under my usual facade of "Everything's fine. I'm fine. Nothing's wrong. Never had a better day in my life." 2005 was the worst year of my life and 2006 isn't looking any better. Between stresses in my own life, other people's lives being sort-of-impressed-upon-me, and life in general, I think there's a reason that I can't shake the horrible feeling I always have in the morning and my constant sickness. I'm so upset right now and it's currently sort-of focused on one central thing and that's my mom. She's pregnant and all, seven months or so and sometimes I wonder if she realizes how many stupid fucking things she's doing that are totally fucking up the baby. The thing is that I do think she's knows, but I wonder if she realizes she shouldn't be doing the kinds of things she is because she's stressed out and needs to get away, she should be thinking about the baby and what she's doing is doing to it. Now, honestly, I hate children, and honestly, I could care less about the baby but, honestly, the kid was starting off bad in the first place(my stepdad isn't exactly a "winner" sometimes and neither is my mom. I count myself lucky that I inherited more desirable traits from my father, rather than one's I'm rather glad I don't have fro my mother) but she's just making it worse. She's smoking for one thing because she wouldn't drop it, so the kid's gonna be fucking addicted to nicotine before even being exposed to cigarettes outside the fucking womb(fact: my grandma smoked while she was pregnant with my mom and when my mom was growing up she said she used to eat cigarette butts because she liked the fucking nicotine). She drank on Christmas Eve and she just "went to the store" and "will be back soon" about a half hour ago. (The nearest store is five minutes away. She needs to stop feeding me bullshit because I know what she's going to fucking do, because I'm the best God damn eavesdropper without even meaning to be eavesdropping ever and it's not exactly subtle to be talking about a fucking drug over the God damn telephone, in the dining room, which is three feet from your daughter's room. She might as well just leave without saying anything, because I honestly don't need to know, because half the time it's a load of bull anyway.) One reason I'm concerned is because I don't want a fucking mental case for a half-sister. One, we can barely afford to pay the bills now, there's no fucking way we could pay for any special medical treatment or any shit like that. Two, I don't know if there's a specific name for it, but I'm a God damn (and this may be offensive, depending, but it's the only...non-idiotic sounding way to put it) retardophobe. I don't like being around them, don't like them touching me, don't like touching them, and am plain afraid of them. And this may or may not be because my mother worked in an Adult Foster Care home throughout most of my childhood, and I spent most of my days there, and am probably suffering deep emotional and mental damage because of it. Now, I suppose I can stand some...mentally challenged people. Like, people with Down's syndrome, I'm okay with them(my uncle Gary has it and he's a really cool guy :) I was scared of him when I was younger, but I'm okay now.), but I can't stand others with more debilitating problems. I have so many problems that nobody realizes I have because I don't say anything about them and I'm so good at hiding everything that nobody even realizes there's anything wrong. I'm too afraid to ask for any help because I'm so introverted. You know how people who've gone through bad things in their life can lock away the trauma? I can't do that. I remember everything. I wish I could just repress, repress, repress sometimes, even though I know it's bad for you, but it'd make things a whole lot easier. Wow. I really needed to get a lot of my chest today ^_^; And that's not even the half of it, you know? But I'm done for now. Really. I just need to take a few deep breaths and find something to lift my spirits. :)

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Tuesday, January 3, 2006

Gigglestick!

Mmhm. It's 2:26 2:49 AM and later today I have to go to school -.- Break went by so fast. Anyway, hope everyone had a great New Year's. I spent part of mine partying with the animals in Animal Crossing, then got online and partied in the "tehsillycircus2006" chat. Xio was over, too and we spent most of the day watching Naruto. It was fun, in all honesty. *grins* I have spectacular plans for my website. I'm going to buy a new domain name and then purchase the unlimited storage space(no more fifty file limit, 1 GB of space). It'll come to $25.50 when all is said and done(there's a twenty-five cent charge per year of however many years I'm purchasing the domain name for and I'm taking the highest number of years available, because frankly, I love the domain name I'm going to purchase and because it's the cheapest offer. Then, it's ten dollars to purchase the unlimited file space.). Still have to ask my mom, though. I don't think she'll object, seeing as how cheap it is, and she's very supportive of my online endeavours. Aye, wish I had a job so I could get the money to pay for it myself *sighs* Hopefully she'll let me buy it. I've got big plans for it if she does. I have plans to add a blog to the site, if and when I get it. Which means I'll no longer be updating here. Sad, huh? I could always pop in everyone once in awhile and I'll still submit fan art and wallpapers, so it's not as if myO will be totally dead. That's in the future, though. For now, myO(and LJ) is(are) my only blog(s). (BTW, if you want to try and guess what my prospected domain name is going to be, just a hint: it's Metal Gear Solid related. Think places and you just might figure it out.) Got a new myO theme in mind. Should be made and up on the site by the end of next weekend. It's to pay tribute to the great movie, Reservoir Dogs. I <3 Reservoir Dogs. Yay! Well, Kayla should be going to bed, but Kayla doesn't want to :( Kayla doesn't want to go to school in the morning ;_; *sighs and wanders away to find something else to occupy her time* -Kayla

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Sunday, December 25, 2005

Bwaha

A good day. Lots of good sales. Christmas swag: Received --->It by Stephen King --->The Shining by Stephen King --->CSI board game --->Electric razor (muchly needed, thankyouverymuch) --->Knitted wool mittens --->$15 Walmart gift card --->$20 Sam Goody gift card --->Fuzzy socks --->An iPod (I named it "Metal Gear" XD) --->iPod accessories --->A new watch (Yay!) Bought --->Animal Crossing (Gamecube) --->Metal Gear Solid: The Twin Snakes (Gamecube) --->Metal Gear Solid 2: Substance (PS2) --->Austin Powers in Goldmember (DVD) --->The Bourne Identity (DVD) --->The Bourne Supremacy (DVD) --->Resevoir Dogs (DVD) --->The limited edition Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater strategy guide with kickass fucking art book --->Samurai Champloo manga vol. 1 (for Xio) --->Yu Yu Hakusho manga vol. 2 (for Alexa) I'm using the Walmart gift card to buy Pulp Fiction. I saw it there and it was like, fourteen dollars or something. I'm not sure what I'm going to use the Sam Goody gift card for yet. And yeah. I'm gonna ask my mom for $35 to pay for LJ. She said I'd at least get $150 to spend and I only spent $110 ;) Oh. And a question to pose to you iPod owners: do you have to keep all those fucking song files on your computer? Because when I deleted them and went to update my iPod again, it deleted them from there, too *sad* I don't want to waste my fucking disc space or whatever to house a bunch of music files that I won't be listening to on my computer anyway. Maybe if I import all the songs from my CD's, then put them all on the iPod? ...but what if I get a new CD? Then what do I do? ;_; I dunno. I'm screwing around with iTunes right now. *hugs "Metal Gear"* You're so shiny...I love you. Though I still wish you were an XBOX...x.x Anyway, I had a fun Christmas Eve. Spent some good time with family and all that. It was a long day. From shopping to one Christmas party to the next. I went to two Christmas parties all in all. Lonnie's side of the family and my mom's side of the family. They were fun. Especially the second one, my mom's side of the family. My younger cousin and I(I'm the oldest =P though only by six months and four days) were criticizing Cinderella. Then we watched Ghostbusters lol. Oh, good ol' fun. Didn't do much at the party. Kind of sat around and watched people play Euchre. Almost got to clean out Grandpa Richard's black powder gun(you gotta shoot it to clean it) but we couldn't find a cap(need a cap to fire it). Lonnie tried to improvise(I wasn't shooting it at that point x.x), but it didn't work. I had a nice dream last night/this morning. All I remember is that I was sitting next to Robert Knepper on a couch somewhere. Then Wentworth Miller walked by and I was staring at him. Robert asked me if I was having a "Wentgasm"(you know, like an orgasm, but different because Wentworth Miller was the cause of it *giggles*) and I said "No." I was seconds away from telling him that I wasn't having a Wentgasm, I was having a Kneppergasm when I woke up. I fucking WOKE UP. Fuck, man. Fuck. Fucking CBS kiddie shows. Fuck. Fucking whoever woke me the fuck up... Aye. Kayla's bored. If anyone starts up a Christmas/Christmas Eve chat...don't hesitate to invite me. I don't bite...too hard, anyway. And only if you ask. And I only rape when it's a special occasion. *remembers that Christmas is a special occasion* Shit. Well, uh, I won't rape you if you ask nicely? Yeah. Mmhm. Merry Christmas everyone. ~Kayla (*screams at "Metal Gear"* WHY DO YOU HATE ME? WHY? WHY?)

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Friday, December 23, 2005

Make with the silly!

Hostage is a great book. A great fucking book and you all MUST read it. Fly torture: "When Marion raised his hand, the fly oozed sideways, legs kicking, trying to walk. Marion watched it. the best it could do was drive itself in a pathetic circle. Marion examined his hand. A smear of fly goo and a single black leg streaked his third finger. He touched his tonue to the smear and tasted sugar. He watched the fly push itself in the circle. Gently, he held it in place with his left index finger, and used his right index fingernail to break away another leg. He ate it. Hmm. One by one, he broke away the fly's legs and ate them. One wing was damaged, but the other beat furiously. He wondered what the fly was thinking." And a little later, "Marion watched the beautiful Mercedes slide away into the deepening twilight, then looked back at the fly. Its legless body lay on its side, still. Marion touched it. The remaining wing fluttered. Marion said, "Poor fly." Marion carefully pulled out the remaining wing, then left to do his job." I just got it from the library today and I'm about a fourth of the way through. It's another one of those books that I discover after I've already watched the movie and I end up expecting certain things to happen in the book, but half the time they don't. One thing I never expected was name changes. Who are Dennis Kelly and Kevin Kelly in the movie are not in the book. They're Dennis Rooney and Kevin Rooney. Who is Wil Bechler in the movie(played by Robert Knepper *swoons*) is actually a "tall, slender African American officer" by the name of Will Maddox. The last one striked me as an odd change between the book and the movie, but, you know how things are. I do love this book and you all must read it. Now. Hostage by Robert Crais. Buy it. Check it out from the library. Whatever. *grins* I got an early Christmas gift. *grins wider* A motherfucking GAMECUBE. And it was apparently cheap, too. Got it from someone for like, ten bucks, along with a memory card and one game. I did tell Lonnie that he got screwed though, because he went and spent $37 on getting the cords to hook it up. He could have just went to the pawn shop and bought a used Gamecube, in the box, with controller and all the cords, for $50. I mention the controller, because my mom and I went to the pawn shop and bought two controllers for it today. Six bucks apiece. Bought a game, too. Super Smash Bros. Melee. Capcom vs. SNK is the game that Lonnie got with the Gamecube. *sighs* And apparently, Blaike took his PS2 and all his Gamecube games the last time he stopped by. *swears and grumbles* No matter, I suppose. I plan on going to the pawn shop again on Christmas Eve, the day I'll be receiving my Christmas Cash(as I'm now calling it) and buying Animal Crossing, because I saw it there and I want it real bad. I've been wanting to play this fucking game since it first fucking came out only I didn't have a damn Gamecube at the time. I've only played it once since then, at Xio's, but it wasn't even her game. Then I want to head over to Game Traders and check out their used games. Anything for a fucking deal, yeah? I don't want to purchase a lot of brand new games, you know? I'm only supposed to be getting a $150 and you know how fast that goes. I've already got $35 of it reserved. So I can have a paid account at Live Journal. For a year. With one hundred userpics. I feel like a dork XD Getting all excited over a paid fucking account. Only purchased it because I want to pimp out my fucking blog there. And because I want to upload more userpics, heh. Mmhm. I also now know that I'm getting two Stephen King books for Christmas. My mom told me she'd gotten me two books and I asked by what author, so that when I went shopping, I wouldn't buy any books by that author, in case that's what she'd gotten me. So, now I'm kind of going over what books I'd like to purchase. I'd like to purchase The Client by John Grisham, even though I've already read it(because I'm a nerd, and like to own everything that I read, especially if I like it). I've read small portions of some Tom Clancy books and wouldn't mind purchasing anything by him. Apparently, Body Farm by Patricia Cornwell is good. The Godfather Returns by Mike W-something or another...is a definite buy. Something Ludlum. Maybe a Puzo, we'll see how it goes. And almost at the top of my list: Jarhead by Anthony Swofford. Gotta read this fucking book. I gotta fucking read it because I loved the fucking movie. I'm in the mood for fucking expletives tonight. *scratches chin* I'm wondering what my dad bought me. With the Gamecube off his list... HMMMM.. Dearie me, I HOPE IT'S AN XBOX. My mom said something about it today, actually. I don't remember what she said exactly, though. Something, something, something. Seriously, though. I do hope it's an XBOX. If it was, this would be the best fucking Christmas in forfuckingever. The insertion of one word into another--ex. forfuckingever--is called tmesis. /RANDOM FACT. And I know if I got both an XBOX and a Gamecube...I would look: 1.) like a spoiled little child. 2.) like a HAPPY spoiled little child. 3.) like a nerd. In lighter news... We've got fucking DirectTV again. FUCK YES. And apparently, we got a deal on it. Four receivers and one of them is a DVR or some shit like that. I staked my claim on the DVR. I'm still in shock that I'm actually going to have a receiver in my room. No more fuzzy TV for me. No more three channel restriction(unless I can get NBC in...which is usually never). Of course, even with the satelite back, I'll still be watching the regular channels, you know, FOX and CBS...only this time they'll be clear as day and I can actually see what I'm listening to. And maybe even watch what I'm listening to. You never know. Usually I'm on my laptop, typing something or another, and just listening, not really watching. Like right now for instance. The Late Late Show is on and I'm not watching it, just kind of listening. Yup. What a life I lead. ~Kayla PS: My question to you all- why is there braille on the buttons at the DRIVE-THRU ATM machines at the bank? For one, how is the blind person supposed to know which button to press if they don't know what the screen says? For two, WHY THE HELL IS A BLIND PERSON DRIVING? My mom and I pondered this at the bank today. Yeah. I found it weird.

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Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Dig it.

I'm fucking obsessed and I love it :D With Prison Break and dear Theodore. March is so far away. *grumbles* I suppose fanfiction will have to tide me over until then, eh? Oh yeah. If anyone didn't know--and I'm sure no one did--I have a Livejournal account and I do occasionally update it. Check it out. I'm apparently going to the eye doctor tomorrow later today. *smiles half-heartedly* Er, yeah. See, I'm happy because I'll finally be getting my glasses fixed(the lenses have been knocked out three times--and the last two were within forty minutes of each other. Not to mention they're a bit crooked and one of the plastic nose rest thingies fell out. The metal is starting to dig into my nose ;_;) but I'm unhappy because I know I'm going to have to get even thicker lenses, seeing as I'll probably be getting my eyes checked over as well and I know they've gotten worse. Fucking eyes. Why the hell did I have to inherit my dad's eye problems? *grumbles* *walks off* *walks back* I got a couple new books :D And my bookshelf is now overflowing. The Statement, The Pelican Brief and Chaos Theory are my new pieces of reading material. I'm currently reading The Statement. S'pretty good. (Holy fuck. Do you know how hard it is to type HTML code in the dark? On a laptop? After you've been using a regular computer and keyboard all weekend and aren't used to the laptop keyboard anymore? Damn I wish my keyboard lit up or something.) So, my Christmas wish list. I figure I should post what I'm hoping to get/buy before Christmas actually rolls around...(because I doubt I'll post again until after Christmas. I'm just lazy like that.) I just gave my list to my dad today and it encompassed: XBOX -->with games ---->Halo ---->Halo 2 ---->Metal Gear Solid 2: Substance(because I'm trying to collect all the Metal Gear Solid games that I can...) -or- Gamecube + memory card -->with games ---->Animal Crossing ---->Super Smash Bros. Melee ---->Metal Gear Solid: The Twin Snakes The "or" is there because I've given my dad the choice on buying me either part of the list. I don't really care which I get(though an XBOX would get great :D but if I got a Gamecube it'd be just as great, since I've got all of Blaike's Gamecube games--why he took his Gamecube and not his games is beyond me...). My mom and Lonnie are supposed to be giving me $200 dollars(do you know how many tries it took for me to find the dollar sign? ...). With that two hundred dollars(fuck the dollar sign), I hope to buy: Napoleon Dynamite(DVD) The special edition of the Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater strategy guide(it comes with an art book :D) Austin Powers in Goldmember(DVD. I have the first two movies and I need the third one, dammit! I love that movie.) The special edition of Sin City(yes, I already have the regular edition, but I'm going to buy the special edition too XD) Art of Otaku on CD and whatever else happens to catch my eye, you know? I'll think of it all when the time comes. I already know I'll be getting LOTS of books for Christmas, though and I can't fucking wait. (I asked for Jarhead, It, and anything by John Grisham, Robert Ludlum, Stephen King, or Tom Clancy. Fun, huh?) *whimpers quietly to herself* The episode of Law and Order: Criminal Intent that Robert Knepper(I think I already mentioned that he's my favorite actor, right?) is in, "The Good Doctor" is playing TOMORROWLATER TODAY on USA, at 10 PM EST. And can you guess my luck? Yes, you can! :D I'm now back at home, so, no cable for Kayla! No beautiful Robert Knepper for Kayla ;_; Sadness. I did ask my dad to record it for me and he said he would, but that I should probably call and remind him tomorrow. And I will. I definitely fucking will. I DO NOT want to miss this episode. I don't care if I never watch Law and Order--it's Robert Knepper for Christ's sake! What's really weird, is that the other night, I was flipping through the station, landed on USA, saw that Law and Order: Criminal Intent was on and seriously considered watching it, just in case it was "The Good Doctor" episode. Then, later that night, I read the latest entry at HOLD MY POCKET that "The Good Doctor" is playing on TUESDAY! Just weird. Aye, I gotta see this episode. I'll die if I don't because if I don't see it now, I know it'll be a long time before I get the chance to watch it again. Joy. My usual Christmas cold/flu is taking shape already. I mean, I know I've always got a little cold, but it always gets worse when Christmas comes along. Last year I had the flu and missed out on all the good food on Christmas because I was so sick, I couldn't eat. I was pissed the next day, because I felt SO MUCH BETTER and we didn't have any leftovers *cries* I think I might be getting the flu again. Gettin' real shaky and weak, you know? I don't like it, I really don't. This cold's just been festering inside me and decides to really strike at me during Christmas. Bastard! *bitch slaps cold* Cold: *bitch slaps back* x.x I'm off. ~Kayla Afternote: Suppose I should mention- I deleted my buddy list on AIM to remove the problem of that fucking instant messenger hijacker IMing people. No buddy list means it can't do it. So, yeah. You'll have to IM me to talk to me, because I'll never know if you're online XD

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Monday, December 5, 2005

#$%@!

Spyware must fucking DIE. I've been fucking instant messenger hijacked. ("You've just been...instant messenger hijacked!") So, I can't talk to anyone on AIM (while I'm at my dad's house) until I've eradicated the problem. If I do sign on and "I" start "sending" you messages that say something about "BIGGEST BAT" with a link following: DO NOT CLICK! You'll contract the virus/spyware, too and begin spreading it as well. Now my computer's spyware protected up the fucking wazoo. Spybot Search & Destory, SpyBlaster, SpyGuard, IE-SPYAD, Enough is Enough! and HijackThis! are all currently protecting my computer... Did you know that even if you don't use Internet Explorer that often(I use FireFox for most things, but occasionally switch over to IE if a website can only be viewed correctly in IE or something like that), spyware can still infect your PC? Yeah. Fucking spyware. *grumbles* I suggest you check out this site to help ultra protect your PC. So far, I don't know if I've eradicated my AIM hijacker. I'm scared to sign on to find out. I had the idea to delete my entire buddy list (because the hijacker will begin sending IMs to everyone on my buddy list, hence no buddy list = no one to IM) but I wasn't sure I'd be able to delete it before the hijacker took over. (It's difficult to function when you've got IM windows popping up and disappearing sporadically) Ethan (Kiowanman21) kind "alerted" me to what was happening... In a "what the hell did you send me" kind of way. But not in that many words. And not exactly like that. Yeah. Well, I wouldn't have known what the hell was going on except that he asked me what it was I'd sent him and I had no clue what he was talking about. So he copied and pasted the message back to me and I told him I hadn't sent it. Then AIM flipped out on me and I haven't signed on since then(a day or two ago...). In lighter news... Tomorrow is my second year anniversary at OB. Yes, it's only been two years. Solo, last year, couldn't believe I'd only been at OB for a year. Twenty-two days from tomorrow it'll be my second year anniversary here at myOtaku. It's been quite the journey, guys/gals and I love you all *tears up* Er, not love love, you know, like friend love... Over and out. GABE: They're pushing back Tribes 2! TYCHO: That's not the half of it. They also cancelled Christmas... And the Easter bunny is dead. -Penny Arcade comic, "Why, God? Why?", dated 09/27/2000.

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Thursday, December 1, 2005

The sexiness....it compels me!

I <3 Robert Knepper. ----- Anyone up for some fanlistings? (And before you try, the navigation links don't lead anywhere. Everything's under construction, but this page is a nice sneak peek at the suaveness of Hi-Mi-Tsu) ----- You need The Last Days of Foxhound. Without it, you are NOTHING. ----- Supremely pissed. Prison Break won't be back on until fucking March 13. Episode thirteen ended with a God damn cliffhanger---as per usual for Prison Break episodes. Fuckin' a', man. Fuckin' a'. Kayla needs her Theodore Bagwell/Robert Knepper weekly dosage. I watched Hostage again today just so I could drool over Knepper(he plays Wil Bechler). He has this sexy subtle hint of an accent. I love it... Those silly Ohioans(Ohioans...is that right?) and their accents. ----- Decided I'm going to end my posts with quotes from now on. Isn't that nice? "I think the undead soul of my genetic twin is living in your right arm." ~Me, MGS2: SoL joke.

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