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Sadly, I put up a new cat calendar, replacing my "Puppy of the Day" calendar, securing my continuing transformation into this creature:
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When I go into my brain to find Lord of the Rings, all there is to be found is nine fucking hours of hobbits jumping merrily on a bed.
"Sam came in. he ran to Frodo and took his left hand, awkwardly and shyly. He stroked it gently and then he blushed and turned hastily away." (I, 237)
also:
"Frodo lay back in Sam's gentle arms, closing his eyes, like a child at rest when night-fears are driven away by some loved voice or hand. Same felt that he could sit like that in endless happiness; but it was not allowed." (III, 186-7)
FIGHT FOR YOUR LOVE SAM/FRODO!!!
(Guy who plays Sam in movie: I loved you in EncinoMan!)
"Sam came in. he ran to Frodo and took his left hand, awkwardly and shyly. He stroked it gently and then he blushed and turned hastily away." (I, 237)
also:
"Frodo lay back in Sam's gentle arms, closing his eyes, like a child at rest when night-fears are driven away by some loved voice or hand. Same felt that he could sit like that in endless happiness; but it was not allowed." (III, 186-7)
FIGHT FOR YOUR LOVE SAM/FRODO!!!
(Guy who plays Sam in movie: I loved you in EncinoMan!)
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Smello my dear fellows!
Firstly, before I forget, I've been working on a new painting. See it here!
Secondly, I got a new bedside table lamp and alarm clock! See them here!
Thirdly, I rearranged my dresser nook! See it here!
Lastly... we got a mirror ball for our apartment! WITNESS THE GLORY!
I friggin love my Fantasy Literature class. Except I have to read Lord of the Rings... the entire trilogy... by March 7th... and five other books before it... Anyway, to make myself more interested I bought a book of essays about Tolkien's stuff so I can sort of understand his mind and the time period and stuff. Also, Alysson, my mother, and Janet are all quite knowledgeable about the whole world and mythology it seems, so I hopefully won't have too hard a time. (For anyone that knows me, focusing on such a great quantity of work is quite difficult unless I'm entrapped. Unfortunately, LotR never quite entrapped me.)
There is a guy in the class who has a LotR map as his desktop background. I refuse to ask him for help because he is an insufferable, know-it-all, windbag. (He was in my philosophy class. He makes me want to shoot myself... The prof doesn't answer him anymore because she knows we will all be treated to a lecture of his own creation).
Anyway, here is my reading list for the course:
The Wind in the Willows
A Wizard of Earthsea
The Farthest Shore
The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
The Voyage of the Dawn-Treader
The Last Battle
Lilith
The Lord of the Rings
I have to write a short essay on each author (Grahame, Le Guin, Lewis, Macdonald, and Tolkien) and then a longer essay on one of the books. I think I will either do one of the Lewis books (obviously the easiest choice) or about the symbolism of the River and the Friend/Helper in Wind in the Willows. I'm not sure yet. I haven't read Lilith, the Earthsea/Farthest Shore yet, and LotR will be a bit much for me come term paper season.
Firstly, before I forget, I've been working on a new painting. See it here!
Secondly, I got a new bedside table lamp and alarm clock! See them here!
Thirdly, I rearranged my dresser nook! See it here!
Lastly... we got a mirror ball for our apartment! WITNESS THE GLORY!
I friggin love my Fantasy Literature class. Except I have to read Lord of the Rings... the entire trilogy... by March 7th... and five other books before it... Anyway, to make myself more interested I bought a book of essays about Tolkien's stuff so I can sort of understand his mind and the time period and stuff. Also, Alysson, my mother, and Janet are all quite knowledgeable about the whole world and mythology it seems, so I hopefully won't have too hard a time. (For anyone that knows me, focusing on such a great quantity of work is quite difficult unless I'm entrapped. Unfortunately, LotR never quite entrapped me.)
There is a guy in the class who has a LotR map as his desktop background. I refuse to ask him for help because he is an insufferable, know-it-all, windbag. (He was in my philosophy class. He makes me want to shoot myself... The prof doesn't answer him anymore because she knows we will all be treated to a lecture of his own creation).
Anyway, here is my reading list for the course:
The Wind in the Willows
A Wizard of Earthsea
The Farthest Shore
The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
The Voyage of the Dawn-Treader
The Last Battle
Lilith
The Lord of the Rings
I have to write a short essay on each author (Grahame, Le Guin, Lewis, Macdonald, and Tolkien) and then a longer essay on one of the books. I think I will either do one of the Lewis books (obviously the easiest choice) or about the symbolism of the River and the Friend/Helper in Wind in the Willows. I'm not sure yet. I haven't read Lilith, the Earthsea/Farthest Shore yet, and LotR will be a bit much for me come term paper season.
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For some reason, most of My Documents and none of My Pictures backed up to the ext. harddrive. That's right. ALL my fucking pictures, for three years, ARE GONE. I had a folder for every year and month. They had dozens of pictures. I documented my life with pictures. They are all GONE except for the handful I have uploaded to photobucket, myspace, etc.
I. May. Cry.
On the phone with tech support, I was like: I lost my sims. Corey was all: "I'm so sorry."
In other news, my mom thinks I have a sinus infection. I'm calling the clinic tomorrow to get checked out. I feel like absolute shit. Partly because of the laptopgate and partly from sickdom.
Today, I enjoyed the company of my Uncle, Aunt, and their two children. They gave me a monetary xmas gift that I'm expressly forbidden to use on "boring" things like school, groceries, etc... That's really what I would like to use it on though. haha. In any case, I got a few soaps from Lush. One is very sparkly and one that smells like violets. Beautiful smell.
As far as the first day of school goes:
I get to the building with five minutes to spare and spot a middle aged woman standing in the middle of the foyer. Her hair is sort of chopped off and blonde and she is dressed sort of like Prof. Trelawney, but wearing big black boots. I see her and I'm all: Oh great, I hate mature students. (Sorry, but normally you guys are suuuper irritating.) Anyway, so she spots me and rushes up. "I'm looking for 5555! Room 5555! The Study of [Insert Class Here]." I'm a little alarmed by her intense hair and manner, but I'm like: "Yeah, I'm headed there too." So I take her to the room. She is deadly quiet and mumbles to herself... Turns out she's my prof.
She refuses to use technology; using the chalkboard and refusing to put on a microphone. Nobody in the back can see what she's writing or hear what she's saying. You can almost hear eyes squinting and ears straining. You could hear a bloody pin drop, but not her voice. I make a mental note to sit in this mental woman's first row. She points out a girl near the front and goes: You were in my class on [insert subject here] weren't you!!" If I sit in the front, will she be all: "You helped me here my first day!!" ??
P.S. Today I ate some of a chocolate shoe and my belly aches. (I'm belly achin a la "quit your belly achin!")
I. May. Cry.
On the phone with tech support, I was like: I lost my sims. Corey was all: "I'm so sorry."
In other news, my mom thinks I have a sinus infection. I'm calling the clinic tomorrow to get checked out. I feel like absolute shit. Partly because of the laptopgate and partly from sickdom.
Today, I enjoyed the company of my Uncle, Aunt, and their two children. They gave me a monetary xmas gift that I'm expressly forbidden to use on "boring" things like school, groceries, etc... That's really what I would like to use it on though. haha. In any case, I got a few soaps from Lush. One is very sparkly and one that smells like violets. Beautiful smell.
As far as the first day of school goes:
I get to the building with five minutes to spare and spot a middle aged woman standing in the middle of the foyer. Her hair is sort of chopped off and blonde and she is dressed sort of like Prof. Trelawney, but wearing big black boots. I see her and I'm all: Oh great, I hate mature students. (Sorry, but normally you guys are suuuper irritating.) Anyway, so she spots me and rushes up. "I'm looking for 5555! Room 5555! The Study of [Insert Class Here]." I'm a little alarmed by her intense hair and manner, but I'm like: "Yeah, I'm headed there too." So I take her to the room. She is deadly quiet and mumbles to herself... Turns out she's my prof.
She refuses to use technology; using the chalkboard and refusing to put on a microphone. Nobody in the back can see what she's writing or hear what she's saying. You can almost hear eyes squinting and ears straining. You could hear a bloody pin drop, but not her voice. I make a mental note to sit in this mental woman's first row. She points out a girl near the front and goes: You were in my class on [insert subject here] weren't you!!" If I sit in the front, will she be all: "You helped me here my first day!!" ??
P.S. Today I ate some of a chocolate shoe and my belly aches. (I'm belly achin a la "quit your belly achin!")
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Name: AMANDAPANDA
Age: 19 (omg it just occurred to me that I'm turning 20 this year. wtf?)
Location: Ottawa, Ontario (CANADA)
In your own words, what is The Mighty Boosh about?: LOVE
Series 1, 2 or 3?: SERIES 1 FTW!
Favourite episode: Jungle, Tundra, or Mutants
Vince or Howard?: I love Howard. I have so many Howards in my life, but my overly vain nature leads me to choose my kindred spirit, Vince.
Other Favourite character(s): The Black Frost, Jack Cooper, Leroy
Favourite pairing (if applicable): Bainbridge/Fossil (You know it's meant to be!)
Favourite song: Monkeys Stole My Face
Favourite quote: "Put away those fiery biscuits!"
Other TV shows you enjoy: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, The Daily Show, Dead Like Me, Dr. Who, Friday Night w Jonathon Ross, Kids in the Hall, Mony Python Flying Circus, The Office, Scrubs, The X Files (taken straight from my Facebook profile because I'm a lazy bastard)
Anything else?: Remember the time we had that soup?
Age: 19 (omg it just occurred to me that I'm turning 20 this year. wtf?)
Location: Ottawa, Ontario (CANADA)
In your own words, what is The Mighty Boosh about?: LOVE
Series 1, 2 or 3?: SERIES 1 FTW!
Favourite episode: Jungle, Tundra, or Mutants
Vince or Howard?: I love Howard. I have so many Howards in my life, but my overly vain nature leads me to choose my kindred spirit, Vince.
Other Favourite character(s): The Black Frost, Jack Cooper, Leroy
Favourite pairing (if applicable): Bainbridge/Fossil (You know it's meant to be!)
Favourite song: Monkeys Stole My Face
Favourite quote: "Put away those fiery biscuits!"
Other TV shows you enjoy: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, The Daily Show, Dead Like Me, Dr. Who, Friday Night w Jonathon Ross, Kids in the Hall, Mony Python Flying Circus, The Office, Scrubs, The X Files (taken straight from my Facebook profile because I'm a lazy bastard)
Anything else?: Remember the time we had that soup?
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Just for the record, drinking Jenga ROCKS my WORLD! WOOO! I haven't enjoyed a NYE like that for a looong time. I'd also like to add that I slept in the biggest bed in the whole world... OFFICIALLY. *le sigh* I wish I had a giant bed. Mine looks so dinky in comparison.
I waited forever for a 95 at Baseline today. I want to complain in the octranspo livejournal community but the losery drivers would rail me out. Anyway, my feet were soaking wet and my warmish wintery coat is still at my parents so I was cold and wet and sleepy. It was one of those temp 95s that is clearly from the 1800s and I felt sooo ill by the time I stumbled off the bus at Laurier. When I took off my shoes and pants and socks (all soaked through) my skin was bright red and cold midway up the shin. And my toes were red and puffy. And I couldn't feel them. Kind of frostnipped. I just put on some warm slippers and wiggled them around for a bit. (For anyone who doesn't live in Canada, never put frostbitten anything into hot water.)
Boris and Olivia are on CRACK on account of having another room to play in and me being home. Olivia wont leave my side and Boris keeps running up and leaving things around me. Just small items like bits of paper, q tips, and elastic bands.
Anyway, when I got home I cleaned up my room a bit. The cats had peed in a box and I salvaged what I could. It was upsetting. I salvaged some things and then stuck the box out on the roof. I'm feeling a bit ill. Perhaps it's because I need some food. I've been eating a ridiculous amount this week because my family eat like their getting ready to hibernate.
I also put up a poster on my door. Just to make it look less institutional. Sadly, while putting it up, my Wii elbow kicked in and I pretty much just had to let my arms hang limp for a few minutes. Now I have Wii elbow AND carpal tunnel. *sigh*
I waited forever for a 95 at Baseline today. I want to complain in the octranspo livejournal community but the losery drivers would rail me out. Anyway, my feet were soaking wet and my warmish wintery coat is still at my parents so I was cold and wet and sleepy. It was one of those temp 95s that is clearly from the 1800s and I felt sooo ill by the time I stumbled off the bus at Laurier. When I took off my shoes and pants and socks (all soaked through) my skin was bright red and cold midway up the shin. And my toes were red and puffy. And I couldn't feel them. Kind of frostnipped. I just put on some warm slippers and wiggled them around for a bit. (For anyone who doesn't live in Canada, never put frostbitten anything into hot water.)
Boris and Olivia are on CRACK on account of having another room to play in and me being home. Olivia wont leave my side and Boris keeps running up and leaving things around me. Just small items like bits of paper, q tips, and elastic bands.
Anyway, when I got home I cleaned up my room a bit. The cats had peed in a box and I salvaged what I could. It was upsetting. I salvaged some things and then stuck the box out on the roof. I'm feeling a bit ill. Perhaps it's because I need some food. I've been eating a ridiculous amount this week because my family eat like their getting ready to hibernate.
I also put up a poster on my door. Just to make it look less institutional. Sadly, while putting it up, my Wii elbow kicked in and I pretty much just had to let my arms hang limp for a few minutes. Now I have Wii elbow AND carpal tunnel. *sigh*
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I'm at home. I didn't sleep at all the night before last (well maybe 2 or 3 hours). I was dead tired. I went to the train station a few hours early and wasn't even first in line. (I hate when I'm not first!!) I had a wee sandwich and some juice at about 10am. I tried to watch Transformers on the train but I kept falling asleep so I eventually just listed to the Mighty Boosh radio show while I slept (always bizarre dreamwise).
Then when I got to Picton I was starving and we didn't eat until about 7pm. I ate so much I was sick. (Sadly, only one helping.) I can't eat even a 1/4 of what I used to. It's sad because I want to eat a little bit of everything buy my stomach isn't big enough. Oh man... As soon as I'm done this I'm DEF going to get foodyfood.
Then I had a bath with lots of oils and a bath bomb and soaps and hair conditioners from Lush. One of them left me ridiculously sparkly. It's like there was a sparkle in every pore and I glowed top from bottom. Very strange. I fell asleep around 9ish.
I woke up and heard a tv on in the kitchen. I thought maybe it was 6 and my dad was up. (I didn't have a clock.) So I wandered out and it was 3am. My dad's sleeping machine was broken or something so he was watching Mythbusters. We watched until about 4am. Then I crawled back into bed with Sandy and slept until 1pm. I haven't slept that much in forever. (At night anyway.)
Then I called Alysson and we talked about our puppies. Sandy hasn't left my side since I got here and I've been snuggling him nonstop. I missed my pupup sooo much. He's in bed with me right now. I forgot that he snores and it's only gotten worse with age, but it doesn't make it hard to sleep.
Then when I got to Picton I was starving and we didn't eat until about 7pm. I ate so much I was sick. (Sadly, only one helping.) I can't eat even a 1/4 of what I used to. It's sad because I want to eat a little bit of everything buy my stomach isn't big enough. Oh man... As soon as I'm done this I'm DEF going to get foodyfood.
Then I had a bath with lots of oils and a bath bomb and soaps and hair conditioners from Lush. One of them left me ridiculously sparkly. It's like there was a sparkle in every pore and I glowed top from bottom. Very strange. I fell asleep around 9ish.
I woke up and heard a tv on in the kitchen. I thought maybe it was 6 and my dad was up. (I didn't have a clock.) So I wandered out and it was 3am. My dad's sleeping machine was broken or something so he was watching Mythbusters. We watched until about 4am. Then I crawled back into bed with Sandy and slept until 1pm. I haven't slept that much in forever. (At night anyway.)
Then I called Alysson and we talked about our puppies. Sandy hasn't left my side since I got here and I've been snuggling him nonstop. I missed my pupup sooo much. He's in bed with me right now. I forgot that he snores and it's only gotten worse with age, but it doesn't make it hard to sleep.
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Hey gang! I'm pretty exhausted from writing term papers and playing videogames (my life is a difficult one). In any case, my mother has pointed out that most of the things I want don't really ship to Canada in an easy way. So, for her convenience, I've decided to make a CANADIAN LIST! woo.
P.S. If you care, the current papers I'm writing are about a)Marcus Aurelius and b) The Comparison of Ancient Mayan and Ancient Greek Architecture!
ON WITH THE LIST!
The Sims 2 Castaway
I thought long and hard about if I really wanted it... and after seeing the trailer I def. need to have it.
The Sims 2 Teen Style Pack
Don't judge me. I have an addiction... and it's to getting NEW ITEMS WOO! In other news, my Legacy is at Gen6. I bet I will be finished by the end of xmas break. Annie, I propose a race!
Scented Candles!!
I love having different smells around. If you are used to smelling one scent or candle or whatever, you stop getting that pleasant olfactory pleasure. Many candles: Manly pleasures. (Also, here is another Canadian link to more wonderfully smelly things.)
Hot Rollers
To make my hair HUGE and curly!
Bedside Table Reading Lamp
I have one at my desk, but I don't have one for my bed. A must-have for every reader!
Cookies
Many, many, MANY of these please. I will pack 1/4 of my suitcase in anticipation of bringing home many tins o' cookie.
iPod Docking Clock Radio
My old alarm clock is dead... Kicked the bucket... Sold the farm... Sleeping with the fishes. Plus, it didn't play my iPod, did it?
Back Scrubber and Bath Lily
(I put them together bc they are both scrubbing items... items who scrub.) Also my old loofa has gone the way of my old clock radio, so it would be nice to have a new one. Also, how do the centre of backs get truly clean if they can't be scrubbed with a cactus body brush?
Mid Level Dedicated Graphics Card
It's nice to have beautiful graphics on a notebook. Sooo nice. Also, Mom... Dad... You probably don't know what this is, so here is a link explaining it all. Also, if you ask me, I can send you the dxdiag (everything the Futureshop Guy needs to know about my computer) file.
New Thermos
For all my liquid containing needs. Also, preferably one that a) fits in my backpack beverage holster and b) doesn't look like a sex toy.
Area Rug
Now that I've reorganized my bedroom, I have a big open space in the centre. It's cold on the feet. Plus the cats need a new place to barf.
P.S. If you care, the current papers I'm writing are about a)Marcus Aurelius and b) The Comparison of Ancient Mayan and Ancient Greek Architecture!
ON WITH THE LIST!
The Sims 2 Castaway
I thought long and hard about if I really wanted it... and after seeing the trailer I def. need to have it.
The Sims 2 Teen Style Pack
Don't judge me. I have an addiction... and it's to getting NEW ITEMS WOO! In other news, my Legacy is at Gen6. I bet I will be finished by the end of xmas break. Annie, I propose a race!
Scented Candles!!
I love having different smells around. If you are used to smelling one scent or candle or whatever, you stop getting that pleasant olfactory pleasure. Many candles: Manly pleasures. (Also, here is another Canadian link to more wonderfully smelly things.)
Hot Rollers
To make my hair HUGE and curly!
Bedside Table Reading Lamp
I have one at my desk, but I don't have one for my bed. A must-have for every reader!
Cookies
Many, many, MANY of these please. I will pack 1/4 of my suitcase in anticipation of bringing home many tins o' cookie.
iPod Docking Clock Radio
My old alarm clock is dead... Kicked the bucket... Sold the farm... Sleeping with the fishes. Plus, it didn't play my iPod, did it?
Back Scrubber and Bath Lily
(I put them together bc they are both scrubbing items... items who scrub.) Also my old loofa has gone the way of my old clock radio, so it would be nice to have a new one. Also, how do the centre of backs get truly clean if they can't be scrubbed with a cactus body brush?
Mid Level Dedicated Graphics Card
It's nice to have beautiful graphics on a notebook. Sooo nice. Also, Mom... Dad... You probably don't know what this is, so here is a link explaining it all. Also, if you ask me, I can send you the dxdiag (everything the Futureshop Guy needs to know about my computer) file.
New Thermos
For all my liquid containing needs. Also, preferably one that a) fits in my backpack beverage holster and b) doesn't look like a sex toy.
Area Rug
Now that I've reorganized my bedroom, I have a big open space in the centre. It's cold on the feet. Plus the cats need a new place to barf.
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1. Ewan McGregor
He's always been my number one. He always will be. There is something about the Scotch bastard that I just love. Maybe it's his eyes or his half smile that just sets me at ease. To me he is perfection. Not thin not fat not muscley not wirey. Not GORGEOUS not ugly not plain. He doesn't look overly old he doesn't look very young. He is secure in his masculinity. He's silly, confident, spontaneous, adventurous... I don't even know where to stop.
2. Russell Brand
He's hilarious. He's a self-righteous cunt. He probably thinks he's way more important than he actually is... but he has this sex appeal that is hard to describe. (P.S. I found an unflattering picture
of him in jeans and a tshirt. Also, in tighty whiteys...) Also, I know his look is completely manufactured and I dont care.
3. Noel Fielding
He's a bigger whore than me and looks the part. He plays my twin Vince Noir... We're like budgies. He's a bit wirey, but forgiveably so. I pretty much would shag him for his hilariousness. Maybe if he sang me a song... Did a little dance (scratch that, he's a horific dancer). Unfortunately he's dating (IMO) the fugliest girl known to man, and when an adorable celebrity guy does that, odds are he's gayer than the gay is long.
Also, if we shagged I'd make him talk like Old Greg... A hottie in his/her own right, despite the downstairs mixup.
Herehe is cuddling with Julian Barratt. I'd also shag him all night dressed up like this.
4. Adam Baldwin
Oh my god I love him. I can't tell anyone how much I love him. He's enormous bod, he's gruff angry voice. This one time he was on Bones and Annie and I called eachother instantly to discuss it... Meredith was upset.
5. John Krasinski
The adorable, dorky, everyman who plays Jim and "that adorable, dorky, everyman" in a million crappy romcoms. Something about him is just... GAH. When Ewan is gone, JKras will take over as my perfect dream guy.
6. Colin Firth
Of all the men on my shag list, Colin is on my "marryable" list. He is what all the other men are on this list (except he probably isn't violent, has no trace of glam in him, and can't talk like The Voice of Jazz). He is mature is what I'm trying to say, yet still has a small tightwad english boy inside him.
7. Bruce Campbell
Nuff said... Ahoy...
8. David Bowie
"He has the amulet! He is the chosen one!"
He's biting a bum here.
9. Nathan Fillion
He's another everyman on my list. Also, he has tight pants and has a visibly ENORMOUS package. Maybe he's on the marryable list too.
10. Colin Farrell
He smokes. He drinks. He womanizes. He's violent, angry, rough around the edges, hairy, mean He's Irish. In any case, when you see a rare glimpse through the anger and violence, you can see something else. Something very interesting. I can't even describe it. If Farrell was an element he'd be Fire.
He's always been my number one. He always will be. There is something about the Scotch bastard that I just love. Maybe it's his eyes or his half smile that just sets me at ease. To me he is perfection. Not thin not fat not muscley not wirey. Not GORGEOUS not ugly not plain. He doesn't look overly old he doesn't look very young. He is secure in his masculinity. He's silly, confident, spontaneous, adventurous... I don't even know where to stop.
2. Russell Brand
He's hilarious. He's a self-righteous cunt. He probably thinks he's way more important than he actually is... but he has this sex appeal that is hard to describe. (P.S. I found an unflattering picture
of him in jeans and a tshirt. Also, in tighty whiteys
...) Also, I know his look is completely manufactured and I dont care.3. Noel Fielding
He's a bigger whore than me and looks the part. He plays my twin Vince Noir... We're like budgies. He's a bit wirey, but forgiveably so. I pretty much would shag him for his hilariousness. Maybe if he sang me a song... Did a little dance (scratch that, he's a horific dancer). Unfortunately he's dating (IMO) the fugliest girl known to man, and when an adorable celebrity guy does that, odds are he's gayer than the gay is long.
Also, if we shagged I'd make him talk like Old Greg... A hottie in his/her own right, despite the downstairs mixup.
Here
he is cuddling with Julian Barratt. I'd also shag him all night dressed up like this
.4. Adam Baldwin
Oh my god I love him. I can't tell anyone how much I love him. He's enormous bod, he's gruff angry voice. This one time he was on Bones and Annie and I called eachother instantly to discuss it... Meredith was upset.
5. John Krasinski
The adorable, dorky, everyman who plays Jim and "that adorable, dorky, everyman" in a million crappy romcoms. Something about him is just... GAH. When Ewan is gone, JKras will take over as my perfect dream guy.
6. Colin Firth
Of all the men on my shag list, Colin is on my "marryable" list. He is what all the other men are on this list (except he probably isn't violent, has no trace of glam in him, and can't talk like The Voice of Jazz). He is mature is what I'm trying to say, yet still has a small tightwad english boy inside him.
7. Bruce Campbell
Nuff said... Ahoy...
8. David Bowie
"He has the amulet! He is the chosen one!"
He's biting a bum here
.9. Nathan Fillion
He's another everyman on my list. Also, he has tight pants and has a visibly ENORMOUS package. Maybe he's on the marryable list too.
10. Colin Farrell
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Today mom and I went to the Black River Cheese Factory and consumed obscene amounts. I'm going to have freaky-ass dreams. On our way home we saw turkeys and mom had to chase them for a bit. I have video/pictures on my phone but I'm waiting until I get home to upload them. There is a picture of Black River.... And yes, that is the surrounding bits of humanity.In other news, a neighbouring child came to visit my mom today. It's sooo funny because she totally fits the stereotype of the community witch. The girl, Mikaila, came in and played with the dogs. Then mom fed her fruit and chocolate fudge and stuff and then showed her all the Halloween decorations. It was really adorable but the townsfolk are going to think that she's trying to lure children into her home in order to bake them into pies or cook them in stews. I can just see some parent freaking out when their child tells them:
"Mrs. Stanley gave me this charm to ward of mischievous spirits!"
Another odd thing, their house is SURROUNDED by frogs. Frogs, if you don't know, are excellent news... divination wise. They represent a lot of really wonderful things. Fertility, regeneration, luck, joy...Tomorrow Annie and I are going to Bergeron's Exotic Animal Sanctuary. It will remind me of Boosh Series 1. I want to work in a zoo I think. Anyway, I thought I'd do a little wildlife photography of the animals here, but they weren't to exciting.... or enthused about me taking their pictures.
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The Earth is done for,
And I'm stuck on this ship now.
Looking back at it.
A big empty void
Is where our planet once was.
Now just a dead rock.
All of it is gone.
We'll never see it again.
Looking from afar.
(That picture is from my East Coast vacation with my family. My sister, mother, and I standing in mud at low tide. It's home to the highest tides in the world you know.)
So today is Blog Action Day, and I'm participating by writing a poem about the future when our planet is uninhabitable and we have to vacate the premises. It would be upsetting and horrific. Think of all the great things that have happened here. I was born here, my grandparents were born here. My entire genetic history was born here and so was yours. I imagine it would be akin to seeing your entire life burn up- reduced to a few pictures in a backpack and a pair of clean socks.
To counteract this bleak and dim future, I suggest changing some small stuff about your daily routine. I'm no environmental expert, but here is a link to Lifehacker's 10 Easy Ways To Go Green article.
To get you in an Earth saving mood, watch Al Gore's An Inconvenient Truth... it's SUPER cheap and stuff. Plus, there's this sad bit involving a polar bear which will kick your butt into shape, man.
"You see that pale, blue dot? That's us. Everything that has ever happened in all of human history, has happened on that pixel. All the triumphs and all the tragedies, all the wars all the famines, all the major advances... it's our only home. And that is what is at stake, our ability to live on planet Earth, to have a future as a civilization. I believe this is a moral issue, it is your time to cease this issue, it is our time to rise again to secure our future. " -Al Gore, An Inconvenient Truth, 2006.
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Blah, so many of you know that me and my philosophy prof don't get on so well, mainly on account of him being a poor, sad philosophy professor and me... well being the opposite really. He mocks my lifestyle choices and pretty much uses Greek philosophy to validate his own life. In any case, as you can guess whenever he starts lecturing me in front of the class about what Antisthenes would think of my life (and I can tell you, he probably wouldn't think too highly of it) my eyes sort of glaze over and I think about how I am really craving some kind of cola, and when he's done his elitist diatribe I will go to the machine and procure one.
In any case, I do actually enjoy philosophy and I want to do well in the course. So I've been going through old philosophy notes and looking on the internet to get a better understanding of the different schools of thought. Well, being lazy, I ended up on Wikipedia. I realized my mistake the second I looked at the page:
Sigh
Ok, I like shoes!
I like gadgets and booze!
You are an old fart.
(The sad part is, he isn't even old... maybe early thirties...)
In any case, I do actually enjoy philosophy and I want to do well in the course. So I've been going through old philosophy notes and looking on the internet to get a better understanding of the different schools of thought. Well, being lazy, I ended up on Wikipedia. I realized my mistake the second I looked at the page:
Sigh
Ok, I like shoes!
I like gadgets and booze!
You are an old fart.
(The sad part is, he isn't even old... maybe early thirties...)
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My mum has been telling me to do this handwriting analysis thing, so I have. The analysis is quite long (for one blog entry anyway) so for those of you who are curious (Mom) I've posted it here. It's like a bloody essay on my personality. Most of it true, thought I don't like to admit it.
For the rest of you, go here to get your handwriting analysis.
Also, here is a painting that I'm working on right now:
The six hearts floating are important. The one she's holding is being let go gently into the waves, sent out into the world. She's afraid she won't get it back in one piece. Totally emo, but totally expressing myself so there.
I still need to do all the wee details. Right now it's just sort of shapes hanging out and stewing together. I really like the linear/blue background and then the curvaceousness of the frothy sea waves and the woman and her hair.
The truth is out now .
Written out on the pages;
A white void of thought.
Russ! I used VOID in a poem! What do you think that poetry teacher would think about that!?? She can't do anything about it! I'm a POET MAVERICK!
For the rest of you, go here to get your handwriting analysis.
Also, here is a painting that I'm working on right now:
The six hearts floating are important. The one she's holding is being let go gently into the waves, sent out into the world. She's afraid she won't get it back in one piece. Totally emo, but totally expressing myself so there.
I still need to do all the wee details. Right now it's just sort of shapes hanging out and stewing together. I really like the linear/blue background and then the curvaceousness of the frothy sea waves and the woman and her hair.
The truth is out now .
Written out on the pages;
A white void of thought.
Russ! I used VOID in a poem! What do you think that poetry teacher would think about that!?? She can't do anything about it! I'm a POET MAVERICK!
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For some reason on Blogger, all my pictures get cut off. I refuse to shrink them. If you wish to see the entire picture, just open the image location in a new window.
Blogger! Don't try to make me conform... it's not going to happen.
Blogger! Don't try to make me conform... it's not going to happen.
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You probably thing this song is about you!!
Use lots of hairspray!
Don't use an aerosol can,
You'll make a sky hole!
Use lots of hairspray!
Don't use an aerosol can,
You'll make a sky hole!
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Well I think I see another side
Maybe just another light that shines
And I look over now through the door
And I still belong to no one else
Maybe I hold you to blame for all the reasons that you left.
And close my eyes till I see your surprise
And you're leaving before my time.
Baby wont you change your mind?
Surely don't stay long I'm missing you now.
Its like I told you I'm over you somehow
Before I close the door
I need to hear you say goodbye.
Baby wont you change your mind?
I guess that hasn't changed someone
Maybe nobody else could understand
I guess that you believe you are a woman
And that I am someone else's man
But just before I see that you leave
I want you to hold on to things that you said
Baby I wish I were dead.
Surely don't stay long I'm missing you now.
Its like I told you I'm over you somehow
Before I close the door
I need to hear you say goodbye
Baby wont you change your mind?
Meredith is sitting at my window in a hoodie, watching people outside... in a v. creepy fashion. Now she's singing horribly out of tune and it is not conducive to writing a blog entry. It's very distracting. I have just kicked her out of my room... but she just crawled onto my bed and laid in a fetal position... now she's trying on some of my clothing. She wants to start a podcast. All depends on if my laptop's microphone is decent enough.
P.S. I'm wearing a crown. I wear it a lot. I have delusions of grandeur. Well, delusions in general.
Maybe just another light that shines
And I look over now through the door
And I still belong to no one else
Maybe I hold you to blame for all the reasons that you left.
And close my eyes till I see your surprise
And you're leaving before my time.
Baby wont you change your mind?
Surely don't stay long I'm missing you now.
Its like I told you I'm over you somehow
Before I close the door
I need to hear you say goodbye.
Baby wont you change your mind?
I guess that hasn't changed someone
Maybe nobody else could understand
I guess that you believe you are a woman
And that I am someone else's man
But just before I see that you leave
I want you to hold on to things that you said
Baby I wish I were dead.
Surely don't stay long I'm missing you now.
Its like I told you I'm over you somehow
Before I close the door
I need to hear you say goodbye
Baby wont you change your mind?
Meredith is sitting at my window in a hoodie, watching people outside... in a v. creepy fashion. Now she's singing horribly out of tune and it is not conducive to writing a blog entry. It's very distracting. I have just kicked her out of my room... but she just crawled onto my bed and laid in a fetal position... now she's trying on some of my clothing. She wants to start a podcast. All depends on if my laptop's microphone is decent enough.
P.S. I'm wearing a crown. I wear it a lot. I have delusions of grandeur. Well, delusions in general.
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Sometimes I see a
Little fluff float by my head.
Am I the Deathstar?
(P.S. In my head the fluffs are tiny renegade fighter jets.)
Little fluff float by my head.
Am I the Deathstar?
(P.S. In my head the fluffs are tiny renegade fighter jets.)
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All in all, it was a wonderful birthday. And not just because I made Alexi dress up like a princess at work. (I had princess stuff for me to wear, but then he did too... Oh god, there was a little plastic pink purse and a wand and EVERYTHING!) Not just because I drank a giant girly drink and laughed like a fiend all night and got to witness a car accident (calm down, no one was hurt). For SOOO many reasons.
This was a great bday. (Annie made me this for my bday... she knows how I love Russ.)
Now I have to go to sleep because I work 9am to 3 tomorrow (9th day working straight) and then I have class from 4-5:30pm. I'm sick (I did catch whatever the lad had) and I'm tired, and goddamnit, I'm NOT shaving my legs tomorrow.
P.S. I am quitting EB Games... they want too much of me and I have school to think about. I'm going to miss videogames and all my nerdy friends sooo much, but school comes first.
This was a great bday. (Annie made me this for my bday... she knows how I love Russ.)
Now I have to go to sleep because I work 9am to 3 tomorrow (9th day working straight) and then I have class from 4-5:30pm. I'm sick (I did catch whatever the lad had) and I'm tired, and goddamnit, I'm NOT shaving my legs tomorrow.
P.S. I am quitting EB Games... they want too much of me and I have school to think about. I'm going to miss videogames and all my nerdy friends sooo much, but school comes first.
So today my parents took me to Michael's (I've had a giftcard from there for about a year now) and I got some new canvas and an easel. I also got this canvas gardening apron that I can put all my brushes and stuff in while I'm painting. We got a new covered kitty litter too so the cats don't destroy the apartment with their poopy smells.
However the best thing today was that my dad got me a new cellphone!!!! I freaking love my parents.
The Sony Ericsson W580i
The picture quality is pretty good, as demostrated by Meredith.
*sigh* Good birthday.... Even though it's not until Sunday.
P.S. Annie, I can't thank you enough for giving me that Lush stuff and the tshirt (nobody knows what Buddha Dog is here). I am definetely addicted to Lush now and it shall bankrupt me in the future.
However the best thing today was that my dad got me a new cellphone!!!! I freaking love my parents.
The Sony Ericsson W580i
The picture quality is pretty good, as demostrated by Meredith.
*sigh* Good birthday.... Even though it's not until Sunday.
P.S. Annie, I can't thank you enough for giving me that Lush stuff and the tshirt (nobody knows what Buddha Dog is here). I am definetely addicted to Lush now and it shall bankrupt me in the future.