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Post by werewolf1885 on Oct 28, 2008 18:51:53 GMT -5
Well, fancy that, indeed! *is happy for you* And I want you to know that if I were in your immediate vicinity, I would help you move. But there's the unfortunate rub that I'm in another country, so very sorry. *gets away scot free* Heh heh heh... Here's another quiz, just cuz. But a normal one, all the Harry Potter ones are the same. When's the last time you ran?This morning, to the bathroom. Do your jeans have rips, tears, and holes in them?My old hanging-around-the-house pair do. What are you dreading right now?Turning 23. Not the day itself, just the prospect of that extra year added to the tally. Do you celebrate 420?No, I do not. Do you get the full 8 hours of sleep a night?Heeee11 no. I'm lucky to get five. If anyone came to your house on your "lazy days" what would ya'll do?Camp out in front of the TV and watch DVDs. I love me a good lazy day. Who last grabbed your butt?Friend of mine. Why, I don't know. Have you ever been on your school's track team?I have not. I'm only fast when something's chasing me. Do you own a pair of Converse?Several. Did you copy and paste this survey?Of course. You think I have the patience to type this whole thing out? Do you eat raw cookie dough?When it's available to me, sure. Have you ever kicked a vending machine?Oh yes. Many times. Don't you hate it when the radio ruins good songs by playing them over and over?Yes. But I hate it more when they play a bad song over and over trying to turn it into a good song. Do you watch Trading Spaces?No. I think my Mom does though. She loves all that sh*t. How do you eat oreos?Depends on how hungry I am. Have you ever stayed online for a very long time waiting for someone?It's been known to happen. Not lately though, I don't get enough sleep for the patience. Are you cocky?I don't like to think so, as I find it irritating. Could you live without a computer?Not happily. Do you wear your shoes in the house?When it's cold, yes. Who or what sleeps with you?A teddy bear that resides on my bed and usually the cat. Dog nearby on the floor. At what age did you find out that Santa wasn't real?Six. Caught my parents putting presents under the tree. But I'd always had an inkling. How many phones, house phones and cell phones are in your house?Oh....one, two house phones and...about...seven cells. Funny thing is you can never contact anybody when you need to. What do you do when you're sad?I'm a moper. Who would you call first if you won the lottery?Family and friends, of course. Last time you saw your best friend?Uh...it's been a while, she lives quite far away. I'd say...April-ish. Are you in high school?Not anymore, thank the Lord! What jewelry are you wearing?Ring, a cross around my neck, and my watch. Is anyone on your bad side now?A few people. What's the first thing you do when you get online?Come here. Then I go on a check-for-updates spree. Do you watch Grey's Anatomy?No, and I really don't see why I should. How do most people spell your name?J-E-S-S. It's not exactly rocket science. Would you wear a boy/girlfriends clothes?I'm a jacket borrower. Beyond that, only in dire need. What are you doing tomorrow?Tomorrow, the mall. Stocking for Halloween. Is Justin Timberlake becoming the next Michael Jackson?Who cares? Favorite name for a girl?Oh, I don't know, I've always liked the name Kate for some inexplicable reason, and all the extensions thereof. Favorite name for a boy?Ryan. I have no idea why. Will you keep your last name when you get married?Never gonna happen. When was the last time you left your house?Last night. Do you return your cart?Yeah, I feel bad for the boys with the sh*tty job of having to run all over the parking lot chasing these things. Do you have a dishwasher?No, I'M the dishwasher. What noise do you hear?The hum of the fan, the click of the keys, and a truck driving by the house at 100 miles an hour. Would you survive in prison?Probably not. But who knows? Who is the youngest in your family?Whole family, I don't know, probably one of my second cousins. But immediate, that would be my sister. If all of your friends were going on a road trip, who would most likey overpack?Me. Not everything, but the CDs would be overflowing. I feel the need to be prepared for any situation with background music. Do you know anyone with the same name as you?A couple at school but not many since. What's the last thing you purchased?Uh...that would be a book. I went and bought that Brinsingr thing. Granted that was a while ago, but I haven't been shopping in a while. Do your siblings ever pay for stuff for you?No, she doesn't. What brand are your pants right now?I have no idea, they're just jeans. Probably Faded Glory or something, I never really looked. Ever been to Georgia (the state)?I don't think so. It's possible. What irritates you most on the internet?Pop-up ads. And it disconnecting for no reason. What brand is your digital camera?JVC, I think. I looove my camera. Do you watch movies with your parents?Occasionally. What song best describes your life right now?I'm so tired, I haven't slept a wink I'm so tired, my mind is on the blink I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink No,no,no. Beatles. Do you own expensive perfume/cologne?I do, but it was a gift. I wouldn't spend heaps of money on it. Are you taking college classes right now?No. Do you like sushi?No. Do you get your hair cut every month?No, it grows fast, but not that fast. Do you go online everyday?Pretty much, unless I'm busy or can't be bothered. Will you pass this survey on to 5 people?Probably not. I might go take a nap. I can't see myself doing anything productive today in my present state.
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Post by werewolf1885 on Oct 30, 2008 20:32:08 GMT -5
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!
Gah, wouldn't ya know it, the day I can finally use the Jack-O-Lantern smiley, and they're on the fritz! BAH!
Well, I just got back from buying a sh*tload of candy, I plan to go to the video store presently to fetch horror, and the house is as dark and foreboding as it can get on a gorgeous, sunny spring day. It looks like this may go ahead rather swimmingly.
Well, anyway, I'm video store bound. Have fun on your Halloweenie escapades, Kaila me dear Gorilla Pimp, and everyone else who stumbles across this post. God Bless Us, Every One! ...oh, wait...
*puts Monster Mash on mp3 and dances out the door*
*sings* THEY DID THE MASH!! They did the moooonsssster maaaash... THE MONSTER MASH!! It was a graaaaveyaaard smaaaash... THEY DID THE MASH!! It caught oooon in a flaaaash... THEY DID THE MASH!! They did the MOOOONSTER MAAAAASH!! WAAAAAAAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!
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Post by werewolf1885 on Nov 1, 2008 21:08:47 GMT -5
Ok, so, Halloween.
No misguided youth came to the door thus leaving more of the dandeh candeh for moi.
Watched a whole heap of scary films on DVD, everybody turned b*tch and got tired of it, so we turned on the TV and watched, shock, horror, more scary films. Don't ask me...
Was awake all night on a sugar high, crashed somewhere around 5:30 and spent five hours of Saturday morning sleeping it off until I was awoken unceremoniously for shopping trip, I am plotting vengeance, which included traipsing all over the mall for over five hours getting groceries, CDs, magazines, textile supplies (Heaven knows), Christmas decorations, and some of MY birthday presents. I WAS STANDING RIGHT NEXT TO THEM!! HELLO?!?!?! I mean, I hate surprises, but jeez, there is something to be said for effort!
So all and all, it worked out fair.
How was yours?
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Post by werewolf1885 on Nov 11, 2008 19:17:21 GMT -5
Greetings.
23rd birthday went off nicely, with much revelry and embarrassing stories of my youth. I managed to score most of my DVDs, and those who did not adhere to the list, gave me the time-honored lazyarse gift of sweet, sweet, cash, so I went out and bought the rest myself.
I also received a game, not a recent game so methinks someone found a sale somewhere, but nothing wrong with that, makes me glad they didn't have to spend too much on lil' ol' me. It's called Canis Canem Edit, I believe it's also known as Bully in some places. And I rather like it, you get to beat up people in high school, which is what I wish my high school experience was like. I also enjoy smacking the prefects, then running into the dorm where they can't do a d@mn thing about it, mwah ha ha.
In other news, did you hear?
Emma "Professor Trelawny" Thompson will not be returning for Deathly Hallows.
And why?
Because she chose the sequel to Nanny McPhee over it.
No bullsh*t. Nanny Mc-Frickin'-Phee 2. Over Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
*mind explodes trying to comprehend this*
I tell you one thing, the generations of children she's disappointing by abandoning her character aside, when she sees the difference in the box office figures alone, she will live to regret this.
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Post by werewolf1885 on Nov 16, 2008 19:30:47 GMT -5
At the moment, life is looking up. I found this this morning. Felt my heart stop, I swear it. Then such an influx of joy, such joy. au.youtube.com/watch?v=6znjg7gWa1MGAH! MILEY CYRUS AD NEXT TO IT!! *throws Holy Water on screen* BURN, DEMON, BURN!! Went to the zoo on Saturday, I mean the one with aminals, not the one that's a mental institution. I saw tortoises mating. It looked rather uncomfortable for both of them, their shells seemed to keep getting in the way. The enclosure was surrounded by looky-lous, shouting things like, "GO, SON!" and "FLIP HER OVER!" Not exactly a proud moment for our species, but nonetheless...educational. And I saw a man in the reptile house holding this snake and giving a talk about it, and without him realizing it, the snake had wound itself around his neck and started constricting. I swear, this guy turned purple. If there hadn't been assistant keepers around, I have no doubt that he would have suffocated, because the rest of us were just standing around staring like yahoos. But they got it off him, and he was fine. He had to do the rest of the talk sitting down, but he was fine. And I saw an elephant presentation, wherein they picked up keepers with their trunks, did handstands, sprayed kids on the observation deck with water and played horseshoes with a tractor tyre. Such hilarity. And they paint as well. They give them these huge easels and huge brushes, they do these paintings and you can buy them in the gift shop, how cool is that! And all the proceeds go into conservation, maintaining the zoo and breeding programs. Lots of fun, it was. I must go again soon. Perhaps in a few weeks.
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Post by werewolf1885 on Nov 18, 2008 23:19:49 GMT -5
1. Made out for more than 3 minutes?
Some of us have better things to do.
2. Slept in a different bed?
Of course.
3. Made out in a movie theater?
I'd rather watch the movie.
4. Made out with 2 different people in one night?
Obviously the person who wrote this survey is severely repressed.
5. Thought your cousin was hot?
Ew.
6. Been in love?
I've thought I was and been mistaken.
7. Slept in?
Well, I usually can't sleep at night, so I try.
8. Taken a shower with the opposite sex?
Unhygienic.
9. Gone over the speed limit?
Probably.
10. Painted your room?
Yes, my room before this one. I painted it a rather lovely green. I wish I could do that here, I'm so sick of brown and white thing it's got going on.
11. Drove a car?
Yes.
12. Danced in front of your mirror?
Yes, and it filled me with shame, so now, when I dance I avoid my reflection.
13. Gotten a hickey?
I say again, you are severely repressed. 14. Been dumped?
Who hasn't.
15. Stolen money from a friend?
No, I beg for it like any self-respecting person would.
16. Gotten in a car with people you just met?
Yes, in Louisiana, I did. Of course they were related to me, so...no wait, there was a friend of the family that I drove to the mall with...huh...what the he11 was his name?
17. Been in a fist fight?
Sure.
18. Snuck out of your house?
Yep. Many a time. I once masterminded a daring escape. I jumped out a window, miscalculated how far I could jump and landed in a rosebush.
19. Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back?
Ooooooooh yeah.
20. Been arrested?
I've been "asked politely" to leave the premises.
21. Made out with a stranger?
GOOD HEAVENS, talk about a one track mind.
22. Left your house with out telling your parents?
Don't you feel that the "18. Snuck out of your house?" question covered all the bases?
23. Had a crush on your neighbor?
Oh yes. There was a boy, a very strange enchanted boy...
24. Ditched school to do something more fun?
My mother would have burned me alive, and followed that up with her "Disappointed Speech". I was a master at faking sick though.
25. Slept in a bed with a member of the same or opposite sex?
Sure.
26. Seen someone die?
No, though there have been close calls.
27. Been on a plane?
Si.
28. Kissed a picture?
Probably once or twice in days of old.
29. Slept in until 3?
Oh yeah. I'd do that everyday if I could.
30. Love someone or miss someone right now?
Yeah.
31. Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by?
Not in a while. Our current lawn is scratchy and uncomfortable.
32. Made a snow angel?
*bursts into tears and dashes from the room*
33. Played dress up?
When I was little. I had a Batman Cape and a Ninja Turtle outfit. Whatever happened to those?
34. Cheated while playing a game?
As far as anyone knows, no. Heh heh heh...
35. Been lonely?
*sings* Have you ever been lonely? Have you ever been bluuuuue? Have you ever loved someone Just as I love yooooooou?
36. Fallen asleep at work/school?
Yes, I have. Teacher walked around, leaned over me and slapped an over sized ruler on my desk. I woke up, shot out of my seat, and nearly knocked her over.
37. Gotten Drunk.
Yep.
38. Felt an earthquake?
Thought I did once. Turned out it was a compactor on the lot across the street.
39. Touched a snake?
Yep, I touched the one that nearly killed that zookeeper. Scaly.
40. Ran a red light?
I've been in a car that has, but I wasn't driving at the time.
41. Been suspended from school?
To my surprise, no.
42. Had detention?
Yep.
43. Been in a car?
... *slowly raises eyebrow*
44. Hated the way you look?
No. Been a little dissatisfied, perhaps, not hated.
45. Witnessed a crime?
Who hasn't these days? 46. Been lost?
Yeah. Speaking of Lost, I don't watch it, have they ever tried spelling out HELP in rocks on the beach. Surely...
47. Been to the opposite side of the country?
Yes, it was to get on another plane, but still.
48. Felt like dying from embarrassment?
What you mean have I ever wanted the floor to swallow me like quicksand, cut off my air supply, blind me of all earthly sight and perception and drag me down, down, down into an abyss of nothingness and perpetual silence? ...No.
49. Cried yourself to sleep?
I have.
50. Sang karaoke?
Singstar is the all-encompassing sh*t.
51. Done something you told yourself you wouldn't do?
Not on purpose.
52. Laughed till some kind of beverage came out of your nose?
Yes, I often do. Usually Coke, and that sh*t burns like he11fire.
53. Caught a snowflake on your tongue?
*throws arms aloft and wails sorrowfully*
54. Kissed in the rain?
I'm usually to busy swinging on lampposts and singing.
55. Sung in the shower?
Lately, songs on the bill are Cheap Trick - I Want You To Want Me, Weezer - Buddy Holly, Don McLean - Starry Starry Night and Wilco - I Hate It Here. All stuck in my head simultaneously, quite a din within.
56. Had a dream that you married someone?
Funnily enough considering my repugnance of the institution, yes. But I was marrying Jack Sparrow, so I guess I can make an exception. It was a tasteful, and lovely wedding outside Pizza Hut, Yoda was marrying us, our witnesses consisted of The Beatles, Seabiscuit, that zebra that Chris Rock plays, the entire character roster of Harry Potter minus Peter Pettigrew, Umbridge and Ginny, Big Bird, an elephant named Tiny and Paul Giamatti. Don't know what Paul Giamatti was doing there...although I had watched some of John Adams earlier that day. Have you seen any of that yet? Highly recommended.
57. Played getting married?
I was usually the Priest marrying them as I recall.
58. Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole?
I got my tongue stuck to the freezer door once. My mother found me just as I was about to attempt to rip it asunder and screeched, "STOOOOOP!!" She fetched a hot cup of water, proceeded to dump it over half my face instead of just the door and my tongue and I had to walk around for a while after with a burn on my chin.
59. Ever gone to school partially nude?
There was an incident at camp where...no, some things are better left undisturbed.
60. Been a.... a hoe?
I have never been a gardening implement.
61. Sat on a roof top?
Yes, to watch fireworks.
62. Didn't take a shower for a week?
In my youth, perhaps. 63. Ever been too scared to watch scary movies alone?
Not really. I watched the first three Nightmare on Elm Streets alone in the house during a thunderstorm when I was 12. 64. Played chicken?
On bikes. I still have a scar on my leg as a memento of that idiocy.
65. Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?
A perfectly good GameBoy was ruined that way. But it was one of the old ones that looked like a brick anyway.
66. Been told you're hot by a complete stranger?
Yes. But they were drunk so it wasn't very flattering.
67. Broken a bone?
No. But not for lack of trying.
68. Been easily amused?
I once had a chucklefit in the middle of science class. It was the stupid guy I was sitting next to's fault. I can't even remember what he did that was so funny. He walked around for the rest of the year telling people that he could make me laugh like an imbecile, then he would try to show them, and he just wasn't funny anymore. I don't know, maybe I got high off of the Bunsen burners or some sh*t, how else could you explain it.
69. Laugh so hard you cry?
Yeah, I get a lot of that with Comedy Central. I watched Janeane Garofalo a few days ago, I had no idea she was that funny. Look her up on YouTube, the '95 and '97 comedy specials specifically, I laughed my @ss off.
70. Cheated on a test?
Sure, but I never got caught. I was crafty.
71. Forgotten someone's name?
Oh yeah. I'm great with faces, sh*t with names. 72. Blacked out from drinking?
I've had memory blanks. Nothing to traumatic, just you're standard waking up on New Years Day's afternoon covered in streamers, with a balloon tied to your hair, your arms covered in signatures in permanent marker, that kind of thing.
73. Played a prank on someone?
I've pranked a few times in my day.
74. Gone to a late night movie?
Yeah. I forget what they were though.
75. Made love to anything not human?
...OK, that's just disgusting. Who wrote this thing?
76. Failed a class?
Math was frequently the black hole of my report cards.
77. Choked on something you're not supposed to eat?
I once ate cardboard on a dare. That didn't go down easy. I hope against hope that's what you meant, though judging by most of your questions thusfar...
78. Played an instrument for more than 10 hours?
I had a synthesizer that I used to tinker away at, until it broke.
79. Cheated on a girlfriend/boyfriend?
No, that's just a lousy thing to do.
80. Did you celebrate the 4th of July?
We usually do a barbecue if the whole family's around, even though they don't celebrate it here. I was in Louisiana for Memorial Day though, that was cool.
81. Thrown strange objects?
Often.
82. Felt like someone?
Have I ever felt like someone? I AM someone. I'm ME. Therefore SOMEONE.
83. Thought about running away?
A couple of times when I was young.
84. Ran away?
I only went through with it once. I ran to my grandmother's house. First thing I did when I got there is call my Mom. What can I say, I'm hardcore.
85. Had detention and not attend it?
Yep. Claimed I forgot. But I didn't forget.
86. Made parents cry?
Yeah. Made me feel like a horrible little sh*t. 87. Cried over someone?
Yeah.
88. Owned more than 5 sharpies?
Currently. I have about six of them littering my desk for no apparent reason.
[89. Dated someone more than once?
No.
90. Have a dog?
Yes. He's staring at me right now. I'll turn him around. *reaches down, picks up dog and about-faces him* There we go, now he's staring at the bookcase.
91. Own an instrument?
I own a guitar that I don't really know how to play, a broken synthesizer that I could kinda play, and a harmonica that I can fake play.
92. Been in a band?
No. But if I could play an instrument I would be all over that.
93. Drank 25 sodas in a day?
Probably.
94. Broken a cd?
Yeah. I stupidly left one on the floor of my room, forgot about it, came in that night, stepped on it and cracked it right down the middle, rendering it useless. I remember because about five seconds later marks the first time my mother heard me say the word "SH*T!"
95. Shot a gun?
Once, up at the farm. It wasn't at anything, just an old piece of fence, and it was only because my uncle dared me. Wasn't overwhelmingly fun. Kind of loud and pointless. 96. Been on myspace for more than 5 hours?
Never been on myspace.
98. Have a major crush on someone right now?
Nah, not really.
99. Have a religion?
Mmhmm, Catholic.
100. Thought about what people would say at your funeral?
Yeah, a while ago for fun, I decided to put together a song catalog. My goal is to find songs to comfort the living attendees, to let them know how I felt about things, and to find songs that are just obscure enough so as not to ruin them with grief for anyone. So mostly country, I should think, very few people I know like country anyway. It's still a work in progress, and here's hoping it will be for a very long time yet.
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Post by werewolf1885 on Nov 21, 2008 0:54:46 GMT -5
Feh. Feeling sh*tty. Some kind of obtrusive flu-queasyness-acheyness hybrid.
Ten Years Ago:
Let's see...ten years ago, the year was 1998...sh*t, has it really been ten years? I was in high school, my own personal circle of he11, of course this was also my first year of high school, so I had very little portent of what I was about to embark on. It was a change-filled time for me. Primary school was over, I had to make the choice of where to go, and I stupidly decided to follow several classmates to Perpetual Torment High. My reasoning was "Hey, even if you hate them, a familiar face is still familiar, right?" Oh, how I wish it was possible to turn back time, I would've run for my sanity in the opposite direction. I was heaved into the deep end at a school full of thousands of faceless slugs where I was expected to join the ranks, wear the uniform and keep in step. Bull...sh*t. 1998 was a wakeup call in a big way. Suddenly the next few years of my life seemed to stretch from here to eternity, and it wasn't going to be the comparatively sunshine-rainbows-dream primary school was. But, if you want to look at the glass half full, here's to living through it. *raises stein*
Five Years Ago:
Five years ago was...the year 2003. Oooh, obscure and somewhat boring. Ok, I was 18. Hmmm...I got drunk for the first time...that's something. Didn't take much as I recall. Big year for film. Return of the King came out, I saw it five times and laughed at people who stood up at every "almost-ending". Pirates of the Caribbean hit the water, I went to see if Orlando Bloom's acting would hold up outside of the blond wig and ear extensions, of course it did not, but then beheld the new cinematic love of my life standing upon the mast of a sinking dinghy and that was it. I returned to see it another three times until people started begging me to see something else. Went to see Mystic River and proudly proclaimed in a stage-whisper half way through the movie that I knew who-dunnit, ended up being dead right and ruined it for about 30 people. And found new respect for Pixar after the barely passing grade that was Monsters Inc. with Finding Nemo. So basically 2003 was very much like today, movies with intermittent bouts of holiday booze. Moving on...
One Year Ago:
2007 was a mixed bag. I lost a great friend in January, a car accident, which lead to me attending my first funeral. That really shook me up. I was really unhappy for a long while after that. But time heals all wounds, and I know she wouldn't want me to be miserable forever, so life goes on. My Nana's dog passed away as well around that time, and she was the sweetest dog in the world, so I had a period where it kept feeling like I was getting better, then another kick in the gut and I was down. *sigh* But that's enough about that, what else happened...Deathly Hallows came out and changed my life, in some ways for the better and others managed to make me feel even sh*tier. The Simpsons Movie, that was fun. It was like watching The Simpsons in a giant living room full of people. Transformers raised my bar for remake, comic book and action figure movies. Harry Potter and the Order Of The Phoenix came out, my favorite book, and became one of my favorite movies as well. Pirates of the Caribbean: At World End exceeded my expectations, whereas Spiderman 3 somehow managed to satisfy and disappoint me. So all in all, good times and bad times.
Yesterday:
Uneventful. The symptoms of whatever the he11 I've managed to contract began to manifest, thus making me crabby and repellent to others. I spent the day in watching a cornucopia of movies, a trend that seems to spread back a few years, it happened so gradually, I hadn't really noticed. I finally watched all the Indiana Jones movies start to finish, something I've been saying I'll do for a long time. Heroes and Bones were on that night so I caught that. And I finally managed to sleep through the night in a flu medicine induced stupor.
Five Songs I Know All the Words To:
Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana
Vertigo - U2
Hey Jude - The Beatles
Beautiful Boy - John Lennon
If You Like PinaColadas - Rupert Holmes
Five Snacks:
Ooh.
Barbecue flavored Tasty Jack's potato chips. They might just be in Australia, but ...oh...my...Lord...are they goooooood!
Arnott's Tim Tams. They are the ambrosia of biscuits.
A decent Vegetarian pizza's always appreciated.
Same goes for those Vege-O Subs they make at Subway. Not half bad.
Two Words. Krispy...Kreme... I've only had them once, ONCE, in my lifetime, yet the effect still lingers.
Five Things I'd Do With $100 Million:
Of course, I'd give some to charity. Many charities. And I'd probably go to all the starving countries, go to every single community and open up a McDonald's there or some sh*t.
I'd probably purchase a house of some sort. And maybe buy my parents one as well. And my sister too, if she's in need of one.
Cars. One for me, one for Sis. Cause she needs one at the moment.
I'd go on the DVD spree to end all DVD sprees.
I don't know, I might buy another pet, maybe. I would be a very simple kind of millionaire.
Five Places I'd Run Away To:
Hmm...America would definitely be high on the list. I'd like to travel around, see everywhere, Alaska and Hawaii included but I'd probably settle down in Louisiana or Texas or some such. I liked that area.
I'd run across Europe. I wouldn't be able to stay in one country when they're all so close like that.
I've always wanted to go to India. I think I may actually have Indian in me somewhere.
Japan, I find Anime fascinating and I'd like to see where that originated.
And New Zealand. Despite it being so close to Australia, I've never been, and from what I've seen in film, I find it devastatingly pretty. I'd like to see it firsthand.
Five Things I'd Never Wear:
Those high high high pointy heels that my sister wears. I don't know how she avoids breaking her ankles when she walks in those things. Though I suppose they would double as a stabbing implement if she were ever to get attacked.
A dress. Probably never again. I detested them when I was a child, I detested them when they were my uniform at school, and I can't see any possible future event that would ever give me cause to wear one. So, no dresses.
Fleecy Type Jackets. Even if it were freezing outside, I would simultaneously asphyxiate and burn alive in it.
Silk Pajamas. I find them uncomfortable. I don't know why.
A toe-ring. Honestly, what's the point?
Five Current Favorite TV Shows:
Heroes.
Bones.
Good News Week.
Rove.
John Adams. (Technically, a mini-series. But still, can't get enough, it's like a drug.)
Five Greatest Joys:
A well-timed quip.
A movie that changes your life.
A good book when you don't expect one.
That moment when when your laughing uncontrollably and it becomes silent.
My Faith, my Family, my Friends.
Five Favorite Toys:
My MP3 player. Never leave the house without it. He11, I don't even walk around the house without it.
My camera. I don't know how I remembered events in my life before I had it.
Computer, obviously. (I had to say that, Flash is watching me type. Heh heh heeeeeeeh...)
My phone. On the off chance that my camera's battery dies at the zoo, my phone has a camera that comes through in a pinch.
My TV. Boundless entertainyment in such a compact box. And all the components that can be attached that just add to the experience. Nothing wrong with the good ol' T-o.V-o.
There we go.
I must go collapse on my bed now, and try to rest some of this b*tch malady away. Perhaps I might pop Almost Famous in the Playstation and chill for a spell.
Later, potater. *waves*
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Post by werewolf1885 on Dec 4, 2008 19:35:24 GMT -5
Last night I went to bask in the movie-house light, and enjoy the fevered dreams of a choreographer turned movie maker, who wishes that every child's high school experience involved a teenage boy who actually wouldn't jump off the bridge if all his friends did and would just dance out his problems in an abandoned school, song and dance numbers that make Grease look like a World War II drama epic, and a miniature Yorkshire terrier in a graduation cap.
Yes, I went to see HSM3.
And you know what? I liked it. Truly, truly. It was infectious. We even did a really lame Night to Remember sing-along in the car afterward.
And to my surprise, we weren't the only people aged over 12 there. Adults actually brought dates to this thing, adults, and not like old people adults, adult adults!
You know what was funny? The sound cut out halfway through for a little while, it got all garbled just as a song started, and everybody just lost their sh*t laughing.
These are the moments in life you treasure. Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens sounding like their singing underwater and everybody in the room thinking it's as funny as you do.
So, HSM3, two very enthusiastic sequin-covered thumbs up. Fine fantabulous fun had by all.
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Post by werewolf1885 on Dec 10, 2008 0:41:01 GMT -5
What is the most unique thing about you? I've been told it's my mind. So who am I to argue? Has anyone ever asked you if you were retarded? By every family member and every friend. But I don't think they meant it. Who was the last person you were in a fight with? My Dad. We seem to clash that way. Where do you spend the majority of your time? You can usually find me at one of three, home, the mall or the movies. What is your favorite name for a girl?Hmmmmm...I've always liked Isabel. Not exclusively but it's the first one that came to mind. Favorite name for a boy? Ryan. I don't know why. How many texts have you sent/received today? Sent three, received three. What kind of car do you have? The kind that doesn't exist. What do you love about your car? The fact that I don't have to pay through the nose to put fuel in it, because IT DOESN'T EXIST! What color is your car?A lovely shade of invisible. How many windows are in your house?Uh...fourteen, I think. But they're rather large. Are you hated or a hater?I don't think I'm either. How tall are you?Tall enough to reach the top shelf of the pantry. Who has been the most influential person in your life?Probably my Mom. What song are you totally sick of?Katy Perry and all that spews forth. Who are you totally sick of?Not sick of, cause I only saw it once, but they keep playing the trailers, o I guess it counts. That new little British kid in HSM3. Her voice and attitude rakes at my brain and patience like a thousand screeching Miley Cyruses. If you could buy anything, what would it be? Selfishly, probably every DVD ever made and a facility to house them. I'd fence the ones I didn't like and make more money. And unselfishly I'd probably give to charities until nobody needs cash anymore. Hey, you said anything. Who do you spend the most time with? Myself. She's good people. Favorite sports team?I'm kinda floating in space right now. I have a couple that are of more than passing interest. How do you deal with stupid people?Irritation. What song do you HAVE to hear there?Hear where? Do people take advantage of you?Sometimes. What show on TV do you always turn off? 90210, the new one, and all the shows on MTV except that show where they take those obnoxious little brats from Sweet Sixteen and put them in Africa or someplace to learn humility. I happened to walk in when my sister was watching it one day, and I lost my sh*t laughing. What cell phone are you dying to have?Nothing wrong with the one I got. But that IPhone thing looks neat. It'd probably be smarter than me though. Who was the first boy/girl you fell in love with? I was seven, in second grade and learning my multiplication tables. He was a sophisticated 7th grader who played basketball and starred as Jesus Christ in the Easter Pageant. His name was Guy. And he was quite a guy. I used to sit on the playground at stare at him through lunch break. It was truly magic between us. I wonder whatever happened to him. Why do you take these surveys? Because I can't think of anything to talk about. And I'm bored. Who do you really miss?Some family in the States. And it'd be nice if Kaila would drop by as well. She is missed, frightfully missed. Besides your drivers ed instructor, who taught you to drive? Mom and Dad used to let me drive up at my grandparent's farm. Nearly sent my dad's forehead through the windshield once. It was funnier than it sounds. Do you wish you could be a kid again?HELL YES! I wish I could go back and be born again with everything I know now. My life would kick @ss. What causes you the most stress? Inconsistency. I hate being unable to count on anything. If you only had .00 in your wallet, what would you spend it on? If I had nothing, what would I spend it on? ...Nothing. Would you consider yourself sarcastic?*sarcastically* Nooooo... Tell me about the best job you ever had? Being a kid. All other jobs are sh*t in comparison. Do you lick your plate when you're finished eating?No. What is the best flavor of kool aid?I don't know. I haven't sampled enough to judge. Who has disappointed you most in your life? A certain family member that shall remain nameless. What is your favorite board game?Trivial Pursuit. Do you get mad if you lose? Only on the inside. Then I challenge the winner to defend their honor. Who is someone that can push your buttons the most?Anyone who knows me well enough to use it to their advantage. Could you live without cheese?Losing it would make pizza dull and lifeless. Who is the best cook you know?My Mom. But she hasn't cooked for me much since I went vege-o. If you could eliminate one word from the English vocabulary, what would it be?Relax. Because whenever somebody says it to me, it only succeeds in ticking me off all the more. Is there anything you think is over rated? I'll fall on an old grievance. Hannah Montana. Are you at work right now?Nope. Home. Are you going to take another survey after this?Nah. I gotta do the dishes at some point. Blargh... *shuffles off to conquer and vanquish the Impenetrable Wall of Soiled Cooking Implements and restore order and peace to the people of Kitchen*
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Post by werewolf1885 on Dec 23, 2008 20:22:05 GMT -5
Hoooooowdy hoooooooo!!
...Yes, that was my Mr. Hankey impersination, I actually did it as I typed. Sad, very sad.
AnyWhoville, let's get to it I just dropped by to say, on this, the Eve Of Christmas, before festivities get underway.
Have a Buone Feste Natalizie, and a festive Feliz Navidad, Huh, you know this poem Isn't turning out half-bad.
Have a Kala Christouyenna, And a joyous Joyeux Noel. Already on the third verse, This is going rather well.
Have a Kurisumasu Omedeto, and a Fröhliche Weihnachten too. I can actually write a poem, And a half decent one, who knew?
As I'm running out of rhymes, I'd better not delay. In it's simplest form, Merry Christmas, and have a happy holiday.
I'm off to make merry with the relatives, do battle with cravings for turkey on my very first Christmas as a vegetarian, and kick some yuletide @ss at Singstar kareoke.
Have a holly jolly one.
*dons Santa hat and puts on SPF30 for the five second walk to the car*
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Post by werewolf1885 on Dec 31, 2008 22:47:23 GMT -5
*is face down on the desk with a cold compress hiding from the sun*
...Happy New Year...
...Ugh...I was out doing the party hearty last night...fun at the time, but I'll tell you what...I'm paying for it now...
*gives self a healthy dose of pain meds*
...Well, I'm gonna go take a shower and try to drown this headache out, be safe and have fun tonight...or this morning or...tomorrow...or...whatever it is, bye...
*dons dark sunglasses and heads for the bathroom*
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Post by werewolf1885 on Feb 11, 2009 20:01:22 GMT -5
My dog has just had the third of three seizures. He has been rushed to the vet by my father. I, having previously been driven to panic attacks of fear from both suffering animals and doctors in general, was requested to stay behind and wait for news. I can't decide whether this is easier or not.
He had the first and second about 4 days ago, he got taken in, prescribed Valium to keep him calm, and we got told that it was not uncommon for small dogs to go through this, and it may have been an isolated incident, they don't know why it happens, it just does, bullsh*tbullsh*tbullsh*t, take your dog, give me your money, go home.
My dog is by nature, nervous. People knocking at the door makes him lose his sh*t. He's terrified of balloons, thunderstorms, fireworks and cars backfiring blocks away from our house. He drives himself to hysteria whenever another dog walks by even his peripheral. And he's not exactly young anymore. In retrospect, it was only a matter of time before something like this happened.
But when I say it came out of nowhere, believe me, it came out of nowhere. As in, one day he's fine, happy even, frolicking in the yard like friggin' Bambi, the next it's like a scene from The Exorcist. And my God, I thought I was gonna throw up my heart. We call the 24hour Vet, they say, keep an eye on him, keep him warm and calm, if it happens again bring him in. I stare at him all night long like he's a friggin' time bomb, come morning he seemed fine, had an idiotic grin on his face, he ate, he drank, he was happy with all the attention, great. I put him down and got my mom to watch him for five minutes while I took a shower and clensed myself of all the dog drool I had aquired during the night. And in the space of five minutes it happens again. As I leave the bathroom, he's whining like he's screaming at the top of his lungs cause he doesn't know what the he11 is happening to him either, and he gets whisked away to the vet, while I sit at home staring at the phone and crying a river.
About 2 hours later, he's back and high as a kite on Valium, I mean really, he was bumping into doors, he kept checking to see if his butt was still attached, he was gone. But he was fine. They took a blood test, no abnormalities, no diseases, he just had seizures. No explanation, no warning, so we'll see. For days, any shaking, starting to look even remotely panicked, he'd get a Valium and he was fine. I think he even started to enjoy the buzz. Little numbskull...
Then bang out of nowhere, it happens again this morning. He's off to get real seizure medication. Why the heck didn't they put him on that in the first place? We had to pay over $200 to get less than a handful of "keep him calm" medicine that didn't do sh*t to help him, and now we'll probably have to pay more than that to get the stuff that may have prevented this third one in the first place! Vets are bloody vampires!! They will "um and uh" for days, let it get worse and worse, make decisions that prolong the symptoms, and just bleed you dry with fees!
I'm severely ticked off and scared, and I'm waiting for news. God willing, he'll be OK, and get better, and then I won't have to jump up like I've been shot in the butt every time he so much as sneezes.
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Post by werewolf1885 on Feb 11, 2009 20:27:37 GMT -5
He's alright and delighted by all the fuss. He walked in smiling like he'd been to Disneyland, and dove into his food bowl.
He has new infinitesimally small happy pills that somehow need to be cut in half and given to him twice a day. I may need to buy one of those pill cutter things, knives crush them into powder. And we need to take him back in three weeks for a blood test to see what's up. Finger's and toes crossed that three is as many seizures as there's going to be.
But at the moment, he's fine, and I'm fine and everything's jim-dandy and fine.
*the townspeople shout HUZZAH!!*
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