In Unison: "Thank god you gotta get me out of here!!"
Brock: "Wait a minute, where are you?!"
Dr. Venture: "I-I don't know! Some kind of.......sewer or something! Now come down here and get me!!"
Brock: "I...can't. I'm...trapped, Doc."
Dr. Venture: "Look, we can talk about your psychological problems later. Take a Valium and get over yourself. You need to get me out of here! I'm--not alone, Brock..."
Brock: "What? Who's with you?"
Dr. Venture: "I don't know! He just keeps saying he's 'The Fire Starter'! Hold on he's coming back. Sir?! Man he's quick!"
Brock: "Well ask him which way is out!"
Dr. Venture: "*Sigh* I tried, he wont stand still for two seconds!He's probably spaced up on yellow jackets from the looks of him---I'M TRAPPED IN A SEWER WITH A CONFESSED ARSONIST, BROCK! HELP ME!!!!!!!!!"
i feel nothing. i guess all my car needed was for the nuts on the oil pan to be tighten, so far no leaking.. ..i think. put new sparkplugs/wires on.. in? w/e, car is still idleing a little rough at times. also, more or less confirmed that i got ripped off on said car...
needless to say, i feel pretty useless. and at the same time.. used. my existence is a contradiction.. or is it a paradox...? ... probably more like an oxymoron. w/e.. i'll just go eat some worms.
I have no idea what's going on with all the Joss Whedon hating. My disconnect from pop culture is pretty severe right now. I've not even seen TDK or Wanted, or Wall-E yet.
last night well. in my hands right now is a bali film called pirate sex. the blurb.. :"pirates features deadly swordplay against skeleton warriors, Jesse Jane in her first girl/girl scene with janine &carmen luvana , dirty pirate whores..." so as you can tell i spent last night stealing porn. i also stole a green potatoe i cant account for. pretty much just danced and made fun of boys with ishta and teneal. we hung out in teh fitzgeralds carpark till 2.30. dancing and calling bitches whores. saw bec in town and she offered me speed && VIP entance to exit. thanks sis. also met boys that new dbk girls i used to be friends with which led to them realising i knew matt and me swivelling around to face the wall. a boy called cam braithewaite latched onto me .. apparently i can act nice, and its tooo believable as ishta left me with him. he is ashelys brother and perhaps a bigger cock than ashley. he got my number dispite my "i dunno i cant remember it" and messaged me angry messages about me not paying him enough attention. we got james to drive us home using the story that we were just going to nip over to "my boyfriends" to get something. just this left james.. yes down the highway. all the way to donnybrook. he drove really fast and aimed and hit a rabbit. we all went quiet in shock. we sat outside of my house in ishtas car for an hour still dancing. i could live without legs i think, i dance using my upper body really. no legs.
today. well seeing as i finally slept in not only my bed but in a bed in general i OD'd on its blessing and slept till 2.30. waking up to a bunch of crazy messages and missed phone calls from a very very pissed of cockaxe. whata dick. jims home. he seriously has spent the last two weeks high and breaking things. last night a one legged man beat him up. mum dad jim and i all just watched Juno && Eagle vs. Shark. jim and i made jokes based on sexual inuendo taht went all over mums head till i mentioned" I'd tapp the shit out of micheal cera" and she got up and left.
im sad as i was meant to spend today in green bushes or somewhere making a film about being on mushrooms. alas i slept instead. i know i had so much to write but i just had stones green ginger with beer and am all tired again.
moment of the night..when all these aboriginals came to the fitzgeralds line and ishta yelled " Segregation now!!!"
What were you doing five years ago? I was 16 and in... France? No, Italy. I think so. I was on my first travel abroad trip and loving every minute of it. I was trying to make new friends and preparing myself for being away from home a lot long than 3 weeks in 2 years when I would be leaving for college.
What are five things on your to-do list for today? 1) Sew a cupcake 2) Shower 3) Have everything ready for making dinner tonight when newgeneration comes home from work. 4) Cuddle with her because this is my last night here. :( 5) God to sleep early because I have to leave when she goes to work. :(
What are five snacks you enjoy? 1) Carrots 2) Celery with peanut butter 3) Peanut butter in general 4) Ice cream 5) weaselwoman13's awesome puppy chow
What are five things you would do if you were a billionaire? 1) Pay off my credit card, school fees, and mother's debt. 2) Buy a house 3) Buy a new car 4) Take an extremely long holiday taking newgeneration all around the world. 5) Get a new laptop and new external harddrive. Also, an endless stream of iPods.
What are five of your bad habits? 1) biting my finger nails 2) my addiction to the internet 3) never updating my LJ 4) overspending 5) procrastination and poor school habits
What are five places where you have lived? 1) Itasca, IL 2) Iowa City, IA 3) Hamburg, Germany 4) Paris, France 5) Remmes, France
What are five jobs you’ve had? 1) Movie Theater concessions/usher 2) Coldstone Ice Cream Artisan 3) Burge Cafeteria lady 4) Telefund Caller 5) that's it, really
Tag! You're it if you... 1) know who Nicky Wire is 2) crochet 3) went to LPHS 4) slash 5) are a Polak
Current Mood: restless Current Music:Nine Inch Nails - The Wretched
dpez wants me to write an entry but the thing with summer is that everything sucks and is boring. i played WoW for 6+ hours today cause there was nothing else to doooo. so you guys know, i'm going to japan from monday the 21st to tuesday the 29th so obvs no livejournal posts. it's probably bad but i'm looking forward to japan as a way to, ahem, manage my weight. last time i went i had like, minidoughnuts for breakfast but now i won't have things like that. i really liked how on-track i was and the past two days i somehow just lost it and have been eating anything and everything. it feels so weird that tomorrow (today) i have to pack. summer is so uneventful that it feels weird to suddenly be doing something as major as oh i don't know traveling across the pacific ocean. every time i think about it, though, i get this irrational fear that there will be multiple engine failures and wings will be torn off. people fly every day and shit like that doesn't happen... but sometimes it does!
basically it just feels like everything good i have to look forward to comes with college. also i feel really bad about getting off-track with my eating. the other day i bought a pair of shorts that were size 14. i can't fit into 15s, though. it took this long to lose one size, and i know that if i keep it up it'll take less time to go down more sizes because AREA INCREASES EXPONENTIALLY (thx dpez). so really, i've already done the most work-without-size-gratification, and if i continued, gratification should come quicker. i think. it's just such a weird mental thing, like my mind is revolting, like "aight emily we're sick of this shit, time to eat like crazy." the thing is, though, is that i think i would be really successful with this in college. because when i visited, it was really easy to just grab a decent amount of food and carry on with the day and not overeat. so even what-i'd-like-to-accomplish-before-college-is easier to do in college. timeline-wise, i could probably get to 145 if i actually tried hard. when i was 142 i bought a skirt that was a size 10 so i'm estimating that 140 would be a more comfortable size 10 for me. so going down one size took 20 pounds, but in the next 20 pounds i'll probably go down 2. more gratification! but it's not just for clothes. i don't like that i get tired walking upstairs, i don't like walking through japan and lagging behind the group because mr. hurley is walking insanely fast and i'm the only overweight one (which happened last time i went... hopefully it won't as much this time? i've been doing 90 minutes on the elliptical), and i don't like getting tired walking around UCI. because it's summer, i have nothing to do other than think about my weight and be bored, which leads me to eat a lot. so maybe i'm not silly for thinking it'd be easier in college. then i'd have stuff to do! but i shouldn't wait for college to get back on track. hopefully japan will be kind to me and when i come back i will step on the scale and be so delighted that i will have no choice but to start making healthy choices again.
goddamn, who knew you could talk so much about things you've already said.
I have high hopes, but what do I hope to get out of it?
1) Peace of mind - It's been a long year. I want to be able to cut loose and go on an adventure in a foreign country
2) Gain Inspiration - Ireland, from what I've seen in pictures, is a pretty beautiful, lively country. If it is half as spectacular, then I should be able to find plenty of things to write about from arcitecture to people to the spirit of the country.
3) Maintain Inspiration - The long term goal of this is not just for a quick (expensive) fix of inspiration, but rather a long term, healthy dose of inspiration for my writing. As such I really want to take it all in, fly by the seat of my pants, and take a lot of pictures. I am considering going to buy a fancy journal to handwrite snippets, but my handwriting is poor and I feel like I would abuse the poor book if I were to scribble in it like so. Though perhaps it would be good for my moments of inspiration
So what will I do to accomplish this?
A) Take Pictures - Lots of pictures. I am borrowing my dad's digital SLR, and I may also bring my 35mm. However, this will cost more money assumed costs (film), secondary costs (developing / lab time fees) and tertiary costs (lead bag to transport film through X-ray machines).
B) Keep an Adventure Log - You're reading it, though I hope to have regular, exciting posts. Maybe there will be pictures. Maybe I'll format it like an RPG, because I'm a dork.
C) Play it by ear - I have a couple of things I want to do in each city, but several resources that I can use to track down new places to eat / see / socialize at.
I think the key to this is going to be spontaneity. If I plan every minute of every day like an Operations Order, I will be efficient, but I won't be taking anything in. When it comes down to it, I have a lot of time in each city to do what I want. Of course, I'll want more time, but isn't that how a vacation is supposed to go?
This is, from now on, going to be a blog of hate. So, I was going to sit on this link for another day or so because it bothers me to have three angry posts in a row over a short time period. No, I don't know why. But it does.
Except, that was before I started randomly clicking through links to other entries in that person's blog. And now I'm shitting myself with rage.
I mean, there was this entry which is creepy as hell.
And then there's this, but really? It's WB. I'm not surprised.
AND THEN. AND THEN. OKAY LOOK. I'm not surprised about this because lol Fox. And I know that the rest of fandom has probably already heard this, but I'm one of those freaks who doesn't actually listen to any commentary because actors and directors and shit are boring.
Originally, I was going to tie this into how, when I was working at Lycos, I had to scan through a million and one .flvs and .mp4s of indie films for a competition that was held online and Lycos hosted. And after the second day of watching shit shit shit I turned to soleta (figuratively, obviously) and said "Fuck this shit, I can do better than this. Let's make a movie."
But now I'm just too goddamn frothing to do that coherently. And now I'm going to go read through more of the blog and froth more until I explode from hatred.
But also, I finally infected Madagascar and won, so there's that.
ETA: If you want to just read all of BetaCandy's posts, go here.
Current Mood: enraged Current Music:Dr. Horrible - Brand New Day
When they called him... the jackal. I have new art at Escape now, I changed out both side panels and put out the prints for sale.
Rigged 'em up with a little chain so hopefully nobody wanders off with the print book.
I hit the gym. In pigtails.
Brian and I went to see Wall-E and I didn't get any painting (or much of anything really) done. It was very good, such a good story and so well-played.
I'm feeling all quiet because the wheels are turning in the brain and I don't have things sorted out quite yet. So g'night. ~me
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