between a man and a woman....
6/6/2008 at 11:22 PM
i'm terribly sorry i've been so lax concerning humble.
i promise i'll make it better. the muses have not been kind to me, but i'm hoping that will change in the coming days.
(i'm heading on a road trip tat will last roughly twentysix hours all in all [from here and back again {bilbo baggins owns.} ], and i tend to be more contemplative and such whilst on those sorts of endeavours.
i just read a really fantastic novel: Are We There Yet? by David Levathin, as well as Naomi & Ely's No Kiss List by Rachel Cohn & David Levathin.
i encourage all to read either one or both. you won't be disapointed.
[well, you might. i don't give a damn though. i thought they were brilliant!]
life has been moving for me, petty pace and rushing fast, all too combined to know the difference.
oh well. writing will slow me down. or it won't. either way it'll bring me back to center, which i need terribly.
as i said before, i apologize profusely for my laziness.
it will not happen again.
i promise i'll make it better. the muses have not been kind to me, but i'm hoping that will change in the coming days.
(i'm heading on a road trip tat will last roughly twentysix hours all in all [from here and back again {bilbo baggins owns.} ], and i tend to be more contemplative and such whilst on those sorts of endeavours.
i just read a really fantastic novel: Are We There Yet? by David Levathin, as well as Naomi & Ely's No Kiss List by Rachel Cohn & David Levathin.
i encourage all to read either one or both. you won't be disapointed.
[well, you might. i don't give a damn though. i thought they were brilliant!]
life has been moving for me, petty pace and rushing fast, all too combined to know the difference.
oh well. writing will slow me down. or it won't. either way it'll bring me back to center, which i need terribly.
as i said before, i apologize profusely for my laziness.
it will not happen again.
don't you want to hear about my good day?
5/26/2008 at 6:36 PM
i've been featured!
yayy!
i didn't think it would happen!!
:]
and i just got the new dresden dolls cd: no, virginia.
hah.
i love it.
amanda's voice is alot rougher.
completely in a good way.
:]
yayy!
i didn't think it would happen!!
:]
and i just got the new dresden dolls cd: no, virginia.
hah.
i love it.
amanda's voice is alot rougher.
completely in a good way.
:]
a song.
4/18/2008 at 6:42 PM
huntingdon college is the place to be,
baby,
yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
in honor of luau.
baby,
yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
in honor of luau.
wanting will.
4/13/2008 at 11:51 AM
in the past few days, i have watched/read a many bittersweet thing.
let me demonstrate:
-Becoming Jane. (a film.)
-Forgive Me. (a novel.)
-Shakespeare In Love. (five stars; a film. i encourage all writers to watch it.)
-Flowers For Algernon. (a novel.)
-Listening to my mother tell me about my childhood.
-Trying to put my expierences and what i feel into words. (my visionQUEST.)
at first i didn't think i liked the feeling of bittersweet, as i ultimately end up crying yet feeling strangely happy at the same moment.
it's disconcerting.
however,
in short, it's been an extremely enlightening spring break.
and i'm very proud of stef for being featured.
let me demonstrate:
-Becoming Jane. (a film.)
-Forgive Me. (a novel.)
-Shakespeare In Love. (five stars; a film. i encourage all writers to watch it.)
-Flowers For Algernon. (a novel.)
-Listening to my mother tell me about my childhood.
-Trying to put my expierences and what i feel into words. (my visionQUEST.)
at first i didn't think i liked the feeling of bittersweet, as i ultimately end up crying yet feeling strangely happy at the same moment.
it's disconcerting.
however,
in short, it's been an extremely enlightening spring break.
and i'm very proud of stef for being featured.
le GASP.
3/28/2008 at 6:29 PM
so.
today i found out two things:
1. the japanese character for infinity is called mooghan.
2. panic at the disco removed the ! from the band name.
apparently it was annoying.
but the new sound is phenomenal regardless. completely defies all that was panic!, for all you panic haters.
(guess cabaret left with the exclamation point. haha.)
i love you all.
have a BEAUTIFUL weekend.
today i found out two things:
1. the japanese character for infinity is called mooghan.
2. panic at the disco removed the ! from the band name.
apparently it was annoying.
but the new sound is phenomenal regardless. completely defies all that was panic!, for all you panic haters.
(guess cabaret left with the exclamation point. haha.)
i love you all.
have a BEAUTIFUL weekend.
happy Easter, to you!
3/23/2008 at 10:08 AM
I think everyone needs to go watch Easter Parade with Fred Astaire and Judy Garland at some point today.
Go now.
It'll change your life, I swear it.
:)
Go now.
It'll change your life, I swear it.
:)
help me rhonda, yeah. get her out of my heart.
3/1/2008 at 11:12 AM
talking to your somewhat not really yet it was ex is truly very awkward.
like, beyond excrutiating.
and then prom comes up.
[the sour note the LAST time.]
and then the whole, "oh, i'm going with my girlfriend of ONE YEAR" comes up.
and i have to admit that i'm going stag, and feel like a total loser.
and i'm scrambled.
i don't even know.
i'm a mess.
like, beyond excrutiating.
and then prom comes up.
[the sour note the LAST time.]
and then the whole, "oh, i'm going with my girlfriend of ONE YEAR" comes up.
and i have to admit that i'm going stag, and feel like a total loser.
and i'm scrambled.
i don't even know.
i'm a mess.
zelda fitzgerald, shakespeare, fishing lures, and biscuits.
2/20/2008 at 12:27 AM
i've decided something (shocker i know). i'm going to be FREE, and wonderful, and OKAY with myself. i am going to paint my nails pretty colors and wear cute underwear and read The Russian Concubine and be content.
No, this is not only because stef told me to. Hah.
I went to Montgomery, Alabama yesterday and today. (I got back at four.) It was one of the most fantastic things I have ever done. I've decided that next year I'm going to attend a wonderful school (Huntingdon College) and completely reinvent myself. Or add on to the good parts of me. I'm not exactly sure if one can fall in love with a town, but if that's the case then my heart is three hours away. To be honest, when my sister, my mother, and I first arrived I was really nervous. I mean, I had seen Huntingdon (without students, mind you. It was Thanksgiving.) , but what if my IQ really did drop upon crossing over the state line? What if I suddenly hated it and was forced to stay in Georgia? (Which is not a bad thing, but I hadn't planned on it.)
All that and more completely evaporated once I stepped onto the campus. I knew in my soul that that was where I belong. There are twenty seven registered ghosts, the library is die for, sure the dorm rooms are smaller than most but who spends time there anyway? All the guys hold the doors open for you, the campus is easy to walk, Montgomery is absolutely beautiful....
I honestly cannot find anything bad to say about it. It is a dream come true for me, and I know that there is that glorious light at the end of the tunnel.
I mean, there is a MULBERRY STREET.
Gosh. I quite literally have no words to express my absolute all encompassing love and awe for what will soon be.
All I can do is wait and prepare myself.
No, this is not only because stef told me to. Hah.
I went to Montgomery, Alabama yesterday and today. (I got back at four.) It was one of the most fantastic things I have ever done. I've decided that next year I'm going to attend a wonderful school (Huntingdon College) and completely reinvent myself. Or add on to the good parts of me. I'm not exactly sure if one can fall in love with a town, but if that's the case then my heart is three hours away. To be honest, when my sister, my mother, and I first arrived I was really nervous. I mean, I had seen Huntingdon (without students, mind you. It was Thanksgiving.) , but what if my IQ really did drop upon crossing over the state line? What if I suddenly hated it and was forced to stay in Georgia? (Which is not a bad thing, but I hadn't planned on it.)
All that and more completely evaporated once I stepped onto the campus. I knew in my soul that that was where I belong. There are twenty seven registered ghosts, the library is die for, sure the dorm rooms are smaller than most but who spends time there anyway? All the guys hold the doors open for you, the campus is easy to walk, Montgomery is absolutely beautiful....
I honestly cannot find anything bad to say about it. It is a dream come true for me, and I know that there is that glorious light at the end of the tunnel.
I mean, there is a MULBERRY STREET.
Gosh. I quite literally have no words to express my absolute all encompassing love and awe for what will soon be.
All I can do is wait and prepare myself.
stef's guide to the dresden dolls.
2/16/2008 at 2:47 PM
stef burned me the dresden dolls' cd two years ago, and with it she gave me a guide to all the songs on The Dresden Dolls and Yes, Virginia. i've kept it in my wallet as a pick me up for forever, and said i would post it.
i hope you enjoy. i have.
:)
The Dresden Dolls
1. Good Day- I love this song. It's crazy easy to relate to. Wait a few seconds after the song ends to hear Amanda sing about WWII.
2. Girl Anachronism- She sings it like she has tourettes- and for this I adore this song. Plus it's totally tounge-in-cheek.
3. Missed Me- One of my favorites ever. It's what every naive girl thinks. "How's the food they feed ya?"
4. 672- This song has no purpose, but is way to sing.
5. Coin Operated Boy- One of my favorites; is written about what you think mostly. We've all been there though-wanting a perfect boy- not a vibrator. Aha.
6. Half Jack- This is pretty, but not a favorite.
7. Gravity- If you like the B-52s, you'll adore this. She sings like Kate? Cindy at one point.
8. Bad Habit- A favorite. Not about what you think-I'll explain AFTER you listen.
9. Perfect Fit- This is beautiful.
10. The Jeep Song- This is the ultimate break-up song.
11. Slide- The only by them I don't like; The music is gorgeous but it's about a pedophile.
12. Truce- Yet another ultimate break-up song. It's painfully amazing.
Yes, Virginia...
1. Sex Changes- One of my favorites. Everything has two meanings.
2.Backstabber- One of my favorites. Amazing insults.
3. Modern Moonlight- Could be better.
4. My Alcoholic Friends- One of my favorites. too much fun to sing.
5. Delilah- One of the only times they're serious. The song is stunning.
6. Dirty Buisness- Hilarious, fun to sing.
7. First Orgasm- Haven't listened too much because I get distracted by other songs, honestly.
8. Mrs. O- My mommy swears this was written about Oprah.
9. Shores of California- LOVE this. "And that's the was it is in Oklahoma-home".
10. Neccesary Evil- Love this. Can't explain why. Oh wait- I can. "God forbid come visit me".
11. Mandy Goes To Med School- This took awhile to grow on me, but now it's a favorite. You can't scream it- You have to belt it.
12. Me and the Minibar- TOO funny.
13. Sing- I put these lyrics on my xanga. That's what I think of 'em.
i hope you enjoy. i have.
:)
The Dresden Dolls
1. Good Day- I love this song. It's crazy easy to relate to. Wait a few seconds after the song ends to hear Amanda sing about WWII.
2. Girl Anachronism- She sings it like she has tourettes- and for this I adore this song. Plus it's totally tounge-in-cheek.
3. Missed Me- One of my favorites ever. It's what every naive girl thinks. "How's the food they feed ya?"
4. 672- This song has no purpose, but is way to sing.
5. Coin Operated Boy- One of my favorites; is written about what you think mostly. We've all been there though-wanting a perfect boy- not a vibrator. Aha.
6. Half Jack- This is pretty, but not a favorite.
7. Gravity- If you like the B-52s, you'll adore this. She sings like Kate? Cindy at one point.
8. Bad Habit- A favorite. Not about what you think-I'll explain AFTER you listen.
9. Perfect Fit- This is beautiful.
10. The Jeep Song- This is the ultimate break-up song.
11. Slide- The only by them I don't like; The music is gorgeous but it's about a pedophile.
12. Truce- Yet another ultimate break-up song. It's painfully amazing.
Yes, Virginia...
1. Sex Changes- One of my favorites. Everything has two meanings.
2.Backstabber- One of my favorites. Amazing insults.
3. Modern Moonlight- Could be better.
4. My Alcoholic Friends- One of my favorites. too much fun to sing.
5. Delilah- One of the only times they're serious. The song is stunning.
6. Dirty Buisness- Hilarious, fun to sing.
7. First Orgasm- Haven't listened too much because I get distracted by other songs, honestly.
8. Mrs. O- My mommy swears this was written about Oprah.
9. Shores of California- LOVE this. "And that's the was it is in Oklahoma-home".
10. Neccesary Evil- Love this. Can't explain why. Oh wait- I can. "God forbid come visit me".
11. Mandy Goes To Med School- This took awhile to grow on me, but now it's a favorite. You can't scream it- You have to belt it.
12. Me and the Minibar- TOO funny.
13. Sing- I put these lyrics on my xanga. That's what I think of 'em.
noble intentions.
2/12/2008 at 10:59 PM
i feel like i should be writing something meaningful, adding color to my otherwise colorless life.
i'm extremely lonely right now. i can count on my two hands how many people i talk to (and want to talk to) about things that actually matter to me.
the rain is pouring, and i should be asleep, or reading my latest trashy romance novel (Noble Intentions) that i try to keep secret so that it won't tarnish my reputation as pristine bookworm.
here's the clincher.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ANYMORE.
(and i say that in the nicest, most considerate way possible.)
:)
i don't want woodstock high school anymore, nor do i care about most if not all of its senior class.
stupid induviduals and their stupid alcohol and their stupid organized school dances can go jump out a window.
...at least i have Macbeth, writing club, friends club, mrs. h, and humble to keep me sane.
i'm extremely lonely right now. i can count on my two hands how many people i talk to (and want to talk to) about things that actually matter to me.
the rain is pouring, and i should be asleep, or reading my latest trashy romance novel (Noble Intentions) that i try to keep secret so that it won't tarnish my reputation as pristine bookworm.
here's the clincher.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ANYMORE.
(and i say that in the nicest, most considerate way possible.)
:)
i don't want woodstock high school anymore, nor do i care about most if not all of its senior class.
stupid induviduals and their stupid alcohol and their stupid organized school dances can go jump out a window.
...at least i have Macbeth, writing club, friends club, mrs. h, and humble to keep me sane.
episode ten (no, not star wars!).
2/8/2008 at 11:23 PM
First of all, a HUGE THANKYOULOVEYOUYOUAREAMAZING to donnieBOBB.
He is wonderful.
Why is he wonderful? What a good question.
Wellllllll, he's a decent artist (musical and otherwise), knows how to make a podcast (bad mics are irrelevant because it's the thought that counts), looks "damn good in a cowboy hat" (direct quote from him, not me. hah.), AND has shown me that country is not all bad.
check out the podcast of sorts on his profile or in the music box above, it's great.
:)
He is wonderful.
Why is he wonderful? What a good question.
Wellllllll, he's a decent artist (musical and otherwise), knows how to make a podcast (bad mics are irrelevant because it's the thought that counts), looks "damn good in a cowboy hat" (direct quote from him, not me. hah.), AND has shown me that country is not all bad.
check out the podcast of sorts on his profile or in the music box above, it's great.
:)
twenty three.
2/3/2008 at 6:21 PM
i feel so alone right now. i'm not just trying to sound morose and emo or whatever either. i've come to the realization that the only reason why i'm craving college as much as i am is because i don't have all that many friends now.
well, i do, but not the friends who go out all the time and invite me places and take crazy pictures because we can.
i want to go away from this place.
i don't want to be lonely anymore.
well, i do, but not the friends who go out all the time and invite me places and take crazy pictures because we can.
i want to go away from this place.
i don't want to be lonely anymore.
sounding my barbaric yawp.
1/11/2008 at 10:44 PM
I've never realized before how truly theraputic screaming can be.
I mean, it worked for ______(insert character that I cannot recall here.) What I remember was that a stepford woman of MONUMENTAL porportions never got angry, EVER. If I remember correctly, she was the principal of an elementary school (no, not Ms. Trunchbull. I've already thought of that.), and all the kids were somewhat terrified of her because she was so wonderful all the time. There were rumors floating around the school that in order to stay so happy all the time, _____(insert character name here.) had a closet in the back of her office.
Whenever the stress/anger/frustration grew to be too much for her, she would go into this closet of hers and SCREAM.
I mean really let it out.
I never truly understood the stress relieving mechanism until tonight.
I'm not going to go into the entire story, as I have already provided a story, and in giving two stories I would make this entire blog far too long and therefore unreadable.
However, to return from the slight tangent, my sister aggrevated me to the point of wanting to rip her eyeballs from thier sockets earlier in the evening. At a loss for what else to do, I locked myself in my room and, in the words of Walt Whitman, "sounded my barbaric yawp."
It was wonderful. I have never expierenced anything more spectacular and peaceful in a very long time. It was as if all the bad evaporated from my body.
If you haven't tried it you should.
I highly recommend it.
I mean, it worked for ______(insert character that I cannot recall here.) What I remember was that a stepford woman of MONUMENTAL porportions never got angry, EVER. If I remember correctly, she was the principal of an elementary school (no, not Ms. Trunchbull. I've already thought of that.), and all the kids were somewhat terrified of her because she was so wonderful all the time. There were rumors floating around the school that in order to stay so happy all the time, _____(insert character name here.) had a closet in the back of her office.
Whenever the stress/anger/frustration grew to be too much for her, she would go into this closet of hers and SCREAM.
I mean really let it out.
I never truly understood the stress relieving mechanism until tonight.
I'm not going to go into the entire story, as I have already provided a story, and in giving two stories I would make this entire blog far too long and therefore unreadable.
However, to return from the slight tangent, my sister aggrevated me to the point of wanting to rip her eyeballs from thier sockets earlier in the evening. At a loss for what else to do, I locked myself in my room and, in the words of Walt Whitman, "sounded my barbaric yawp."
It was wonderful. I have never expierenced anything more spectacular and peaceful in a very long time. It was as if all the bad evaporated from my body.
If you haven't tried it you should.
I highly recommend it.
driving miss daisy.
1/7/2008 at 10:36 PM
Driving.
That long awaited advent into adulthood.
I don't do it. It's not that I can't neccesarily, I choose not to. Is that the wrong choice? Am I a lesser person because I choose not to climb behind the wheel and power a multi-ton automobile? I don't think so. But then again, I'm somewhat limited by my choice. Not as much freedom to hang out with friends, do what I please, so on and so forth. My sister recently obtained her permit, and as she is two years younger than I people are questioning me more frequently than they used to.
"Don't drive? Why that's odd."
"That's gay as balls." (One of the more inventive responses.)
"Wierdo."
"Not driving?"
"You need to learn how, for saftey's sake."
I think I need to start blaming it on my disability.
Maybe I will.
That long awaited advent into adulthood.
I don't do it. It's not that I can't neccesarily, I choose not to. Is that the wrong choice? Am I a lesser person because I choose not to climb behind the wheel and power a multi-ton automobile? I don't think so. But then again, I'm somewhat limited by my choice. Not as much freedom to hang out with friends, do what I please, so on and so forth. My sister recently obtained her permit, and as she is two years younger than I people are questioning me more frequently than they used to.
"Don't drive? Why that's odd."
"That's gay as balls." (One of the more inventive responses.)
"Wierdo."
"Not driving?"
"You need to learn how, for saftey's sake."
I think I need to start blaming it on my disability.
Maybe I will.
radio medal.
1/6/2008 at 7:44 PM
I'm now a godmother.
YAY!
(wait for applause.)
to the cutest child in the whole entire world.
i love this.
here, now.
YAY!
(wait for applause.)
to the cutest child in the whole entire world.
i love this.
here, now.
the ball hast dropped.
1/1/2008 at 3:04 PM
New Years Eve was fun. Uneventful but good. I hung out with my parents (lame I know...). We watched The Departed over crackers with Brie and Dr. Pepper. The company was good, the movie was amazing (for the most part; at least, Jack Nicholson's death scene was bloody fantastic, no pun intended, haha.). Leo DiCaprio graced the movie with his presence, so it was automatically worth watching, slow as it was in some areas.
Immediately following the movie, my parents went to bed. I entertained myself by taking pictures (primarily of my books. HAH), reading, and reading.
It was a good night ultimately.
Immediately following the movie, my parents went to bed. I entertained myself by taking pictures (primarily of my books. HAH), reading, and reading.
It was a good night ultimately.
you have no idea how much.
12/28/2007 at 11:24 AM
This morning my sister wanted to give our new labradoodle puppy, Grendel (yes, as in Beowulf), a bath. I agreed with trepidation and let her go on her merry way. However, while waiting for the bathtub to fill, she let the not yet housetrained Grendel run wild. Startled, I told her to go after him.
"No...He'll be fine."
"No he won't. He'll piddle."
My sister then barked out a laugh and told me that I was gay.
(Please keep in mind that my prepubescent sister annotates 'gay' for 'stupid' or 'dumb'.)
Now, in recounting this expierence, I will attest to the fact that the use of the word 'piddle' in replacement of the word 'piss' or 'pee' is strange indeed, but my Grandmother, who stayed with me for the first two weeks post-surgery, used the oddity and I guess I picked it up as well.
My sister, now trailing after the puppy, did not hear me mutter, "You have no idea just how much."
Now, I'm not gay.
I think.
Whatever.
Right now i'm just the days as they come.
I just thought the entire conversation was ironic.
"No...He'll be fine."
"No he won't. He'll piddle."
My sister then barked out a laugh and told me that I was gay.
(Please keep in mind that my prepubescent sister annotates 'gay' for 'stupid' or 'dumb'.)
Now, in recounting this expierence, I will attest to the fact that the use of the word 'piddle' in replacement of the word 'piss' or 'pee' is strange indeed, but my Grandmother, who stayed with me for the first two weeks post-surgery, used the oddity and I guess I picked it up as well.
My sister, now trailing after the puppy, did not hear me mutter, "You have no idea just how much."
Now, I'm not gay.
I think.
Whatever.
Right now i'm just the days as they come.
I just thought the entire conversation was ironic.
the aftermath.
12/25/2007 at 3:14 PM
Of being on humble so much (I think, anyway) is yes, I'm exposed to these AMAZING PHENOMENAL writers (beat alice, haleyharris, stef, evan...) but at the same time I'm taking a second look at my own work and thinking to myself, "am I really as good as think I am? Will I ever inspire someone through my writing?"
And that sucks, and shouldn't be happening.
Hmm, maybe due to the fact that I PREACH to all my friends who write that they should write for themselves first and the world second. But it seems as if my own convictions and thoughts and feelings are being tossed out in the snow all of a sudden, but no one is allowing that to happen but myself.
Which is a huge reality check.
Then there is this other issue swimming around in my brain that I'm pretty sure should not be there. Yet it's still there anyway. I mean, should I honestly start questioning my religion and who I truly am now? Think about it. I was at Christmas mass this morning, and we were in the middle of Eucharist, and all of a sudden I started thinking, "Why God? Why Him? Who is God?"
Who thinks that, in the middle of transubstiation, no less?
On that note, I wanted to end with something DEEP and THOUGHTPROVOKING.
and i have...
nothing.
And that sucks, and shouldn't be happening.
Hmm, maybe due to the fact that I PREACH to all my friends who write that they should write for themselves first and the world second. But it seems as if my own convictions and thoughts and feelings are being tossed out in the snow all of a sudden, but no one is allowing that to happen but myself.
Which is a huge reality check.
Then there is this other issue swimming around in my brain that I'm pretty sure should not be there. Yet it's still there anyway. I mean, should I honestly start questioning my religion and who I truly am now? Think about it. I was at Christmas mass this morning, and we were in the middle of Eucharist, and all of a sudden I started thinking, "Why God? Why Him? Who is God?"
Who thinks that, in the middle of transubstiation, no less?
On that note, I wanted to end with something DEEP and THOUGHTPROVOKING.
and i have...
nothing.
i heard the bells on christmas day.
12/25/2007 at 11:12 AM
so christmas this morning at 5.25 am this morning was simply lovely, in case you wanted.
i recieved from my wonderful family a digital camera (eek! photography here i come!), a leatherbound Jane Austen complete novels, 400 Aleve pills (haha...apparently i complain too much about my cramps), and lots and lots of clothes, among other things.
Happy Christmas.
love,
alyce.
ps.
thank you for reading 'a desk story'. i really appreciate it.
i recieved from my wonderful family a digital camera (eek! photography here i come!), a leatherbound Jane Austen complete novels, 400 Aleve pills (haha...apparently i complain too much about my cramps), and lots and lots of clothes, among other things.
Happy Christmas.
love,
alyce.
ps.
thank you for reading 'a desk story'. i really appreciate it.
the place where we find love is christmas.
12/24/2007 at 9:08 PM
I love The Muppet's Christmas Carol.
Gonzo as Charles Dickens is not to be missed, I assure you.
However,
When I last left you, dearest Reader, I was completely distraught and thourougly desolate.
(ooh. go me.)
I am very happy to assure you that this is the case no longer due to some writing therapy (my word album 'healing', btw), good friends, and the movie Love, Actually (which I sort of tortured myself by watching it but anyway),
Now that that is said and done, Christmas is upon us!
Which brings me back to my opening statement (and my last, but whatever).
A MUPPET'S CHRISTMAS CAROL.
go see it!!
nownownow.
It totally defies all the laws of "good" Christmas commercialism.
Good music.
Michael Kaine.
A Christmas Carol.
The Muppets.
LOVE, ACTUALLY.
go see it!!!
nownownow.
British accents.
Hugh Grant.
People falling in and out of love.
Kiera Knightley.
Alan Rickman.
Emma Thompson.
AMAZING music.
woah.
good movie, yo.
Gonzo as Charles Dickens is not to be missed, I assure you.
However,
When I last left you, dearest Reader, I was completely distraught and thourougly desolate.
(ooh. go me.)
I am very happy to assure you that this is the case no longer due to some writing therapy (my word album 'healing', btw), good friends, and the movie Love, Actually (which I sort of tortured myself by watching it but anyway),
Now that that is said and done, Christmas is upon us!
Which brings me back to my opening statement (and my last, but whatever).
A MUPPET'S CHRISTMAS CAROL.
go see it!!
nownownow.
It totally defies all the laws of "good" Christmas commercialism.
Good music.
Michael Kaine.
A Christmas Carol.
The Muppets.
LOVE, ACTUALLY.
go see it!!!
nownownow.
British accents.
Hugh Grant.
People falling in and out of love.
Kiera Knightley.
Alan Rickman.
Emma Thompson.
AMAZING music.
woah.
good movie, yo.
so.
12/19/2007 at 11:36 PM
chris just said that he didn't want to read my writing.
(chris being my best friend/something else [in my mind, anyway] for the past 5 years, basically.)
i want to go crawl into a hole, or something.
EDiTTT//
i'm okay now.
i'm whole.
thank you, stef.
i don't know what i'd do without you, or any of you lovely folks here at hv.
you raise my spirits, and that's what i need.
(chris being my best friend/something else [in my mind, anyway] for the past 5 years, basically.)
i want to go crawl into a hole, or something.
EDiTTT//
i'm okay now.
i'm whole.
thank you, stef.
i don't know what i'd do without you, or any of you lovely folks here at hv.
you raise my spirits, and that's what i need.
celebrity dirt alert.
12/19/2007 at 7:25 PM
jamie lynn spears is pregnant.
at sixteen.
wow.
i knew the spears family was messed up, but i didn't think that jamie would start this early.
then again, who am i to judge?
maybe i'm prejudiced, due to the fact that i have ABSTINENCEABSTINENCEABSTINENCE shoved down my throat all the damn day.
-sigh-
whatever.
celebrities will be celebrites.
let them eat their cake.
at sixteen.
wow.
i knew the spears family was messed up, but i didn't think that jamie would start this early.
then again, who am i to judge?
maybe i'm prejudiced, due to the fact that i have ABSTINENCEABSTINENCEABSTINENCE shoved down my throat all the damn day.
-sigh-
whatever.
celebrities will be celebrites.
let them eat their cake.
sweeney todd.
12/18/2007 at 12:53 PM
mmk.
so Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street is coming, soon. AHHHHHHHHHH! I am so STOKED.
(Please keep in mind that this is not only because Johnny Depp just so happens to be the character Sweeney Todd.)
Johnny acts.
Johnny sings.
Johnny is with Tim.
(Guaranteed amazing movie in my book...Tim & Johnny collaboration, that is.)
Johnny is with Helena.
Johnny wants revenge.
Johnny is pissed, and
Johnny is a thrill slasher.
(Passed off as a barber.)
because he's pissed and wants revenge.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Amazing.
Guaranteed.
I have no words.
All I (now) want for Christmas is the Sweeney Todd soundtrack.
:)
so Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street is coming, soon. AHHHHHHHHHH! I am so STOKED.
(Please keep in mind that this is not only because Johnny Depp just so happens to be the character Sweeney Todd.)
Johnny acts.
Johnny sings.
Johnny is with Tim.
(Guaranteed amazing movie in my book...Tim & Johnny collaboration, that is.)
Johnny is with Helena.
Johnny wants revenge.
Johnny is pissed, and
Johnny is a thrill slasher.
(Passed off as a barber.)
because he's pissed and wants revenge.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Amazing.
Guaranteed.
I have no words.
All I (now) want for Christmas is the Sweeney Todd soundtrack.
:)
the best of me.
12/17/2007 at 8:45 AM
So I'm not saying I'm not cute, or beautiful, or whatever, but let's face it. I'm not one of those forever bubbly-yet-I-can-still-be-pissed-off-and-look-cute girls. I'm just not. I can't pull off the short hair and the, "I'm not a great writer that has a rockin' style yet I still am and still do". I'm not that.
I'm a jeans and a t-shirt kid.
Period.
However, I am a relatively attractive human being.
I just need to be in a place where I can be a jeans and a t-shirt kid and not feel guilty about it.
Ack.
Okay, rant over. Sorry, facebook photo album surfing is obviously not for me.
I'm a jeans and a t-shirt kid.
Period.
However, I am a relatively attractive human being.
I just need to be in a place where I can be a jeans and a t-shirt kid and not feel guilty about it.
Ack.
Okay, rant over. Sorry, facebook photo album surfing is obviously not for me.
simple pleasures.
12/16/2007 at 2:37 PM
Today I had my first shower since my surgery.
Yes, I have been bathing (the drought hasn't been that bad), but due to my rather bulky cast and the fact that I cannot put any weight on my left foot I have been limited to baths.
A few days ago my mother brought home a shower chair (but she left it in her car), and today was our maiden voyage at around 11:30 a.m.
IT WAS WONDERFUL.
Never again will take for granted the feel of hot water streaming down my face and the scent of passionfruit loreal kids' shampoo wafting up around me.
I will take advantage of it though.
;)
Yes, I have been bathing (the drought hasn't been that bad), but due to my rather bulky cast and the fact that I cannot put any weight on my left foot I have been limited to baths.
A few days ago my mother brought home a shower chair (but she left it in her car), and today was our maiden voyage at around 11:30 a.m.
IT WAS WONDERFUL.
Never again will take for granted the feel of hot water streaming down my face and the scent of passionfruit loreal kids' shampoo wafting up around me.
I will take advantage of it though.
;)