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| I woke up sick today. I've been holed up in my room feeling awful, losing my voice, watching How I Met Your Mother and eating soup. And, uh, I might have also had an unhealthy amount of Flaming Hot Cheetos to unstuff my nose (they're not the best for me, I know, but hey, it worked!).
This almost the beginning of the school year thing (even with my paper done, though I blame that for a good deal of the stress) is KILLING ME. Ugh. I want this school year to be over with so bad, so I can be graduated and FREE.
The one time that I ventured out of my house, down to the Andronico's a couple of blocks away to get some soup, I ran into Maya of all people. Camp Maya, not childhood friend Maya who is closer to my mother and grandmother than I am (in an almost scary way). Seeing her made me realize how much of a hermit I've been, not just today, but really all summer. The fact that I've been going out and doing something with Sara every day is really kind of... astounding, for me. Fun, though.
But I'm already getting drowsy and I have a short attention span when I'm sick, so I'm getting bored of this post. Let me just finish by saying that there are two Daddy Longlegs in the bathroom that I have a very odd urge to play with, and THE SCABS ON MY KNEES ARE SO ITCHY IT'S KILLING ME. Must. Not. Scratch. Them. Off.
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| I feel like a horrible person for not updating recently. My life has been back to normal since the accident, but a little bit too normal because I have nothing to report.
Right now I'm on vacation with my family in Lake George and I'm feeling a little down because it's a family reunion and nothing is going right. I don't want to get into it now because I hate complaining, but let's just say I can't wait until I'm home.
Other than that, my life is kind of boring, so rather than ramble on about nothing, I'm going to go take a nap. Have a great rest of the week everyone! | |
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| I finally broke down and watched Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, because it was available on Hulu for free. (HA! I beat the system! Except not really because I could have just watched it while it was free.) I have a weak spine, I know this. Sooner or later, my curiosity overcomes me, even if I have an inherent grudge against things just because so many people think they're awesome. I hate being a sheep. Especially because JOSS WHEDON'S STUFF IS NOT BETTER THAN KRIPKE'S. Well, at least Supernatural (I haven't actually seen Kripke's other stuff, but I hear it's not so good). No one will ever convince me otherwise, because damn it, I love my show. It's just, like. I'm awake finishing my paper and refusing to go on AIM on the off chance that someone will distract me even more, and I've finally reached a sort of satisfactory place with my paper (although I'll probably hate it in the morning... gah), and I wanted something to do. Something to laugh at. WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME IT WAS SO SAD? My night is completely ruined, guys. Thanks for that. ( In case anyone is still spoiler-phobic about this, more specific things are beneath the cut. )And now I go to sleep, to edit more in the morning. Fuck this paper up the asshole WITHOUT LUBE. | |
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| Dear LJ, Please can I have my comment notifications back? It's very nearly impossible to keep up with my paper and my Dark Knight squeeage without them. Srsly. FIX IT. NOW. Kthxbai. No love, Me P.S. why so serious? | |
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| So how about I just clicked on www.livejournal.com and all I got was the icon of Bob the Builder saying "CAN WE FIX IT? NO IT'S FUCKED!" When I refreshed it was an icon of Sims!Britney saying something else.
I wonder if they got haxored...the site is fine now.
IDGI. - Location:WAT
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| Well, I started out reading happy things on Scientific American this morning (no, I wasn't putting off adding quotes and other evidence to my paper, why do you ask?), like bacteria that use arsenic instead of water in photosynthesis, and then I found this article. About lovely, lovely stress and the way it affects your immune system. I'm seriously considering a digital subscription to SciAm (totally justifiable in terms of money, even though my parents subscribe to the magazine) just because I want to read the article about taming stress. I mean, I knew from House and from my own experiences that my sickness was probably partially triggered by stress, or at the very least worsened by it. So how do I feel about throwing myself back into the same stressful situation? Not good. Not good at all. But I'm going to do it. I had a minor freak out about it a few days ago, but I'm calmer now; I used to thrive on stress and enjoy it because I wasn't bored, which was the whole reasoning behind my "whatever, I'm healthy enough, I don't sleep as much as I could but at least I eat good food" reasoning. Also, I learned from my AP bio teacher, who said "No one sleeps in college. You can sleep when you're dead." Not very good advice for me anymore, of course. But I've managed to get some things done, including this godawful paper; I'm hoping that assignments which I don't associate with being sick and are completely new will not take such a toll on me. Otherwise I will fail, and that will not be good. On the bright side, I think I'm finally going to go see The Dark Knight today with Sara! I seriously cannot believe that I haven't seen it yet, guh. ETA: fuck, I missed my appointment at the Apple store to see if my iPod can be fixed. I doubt it can be, anyway; here's hoping I can get a new one with the "but it's my 21st birthday and my senior year of college, and I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT AN IPOD" angle. Seriously, I'm DYING without my iPod. D: | |
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| Stolen from ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) maki_to13, because I'm in an extremely pensive mood today. I don't know why, because my knees have finally decided to let me walk normally -- at least, mostly. You'd think I'd want to be up and running around again, but I guess I might have learned my lesson. So. Name any character from any of my fandoms and I'll tell you... (a) three facts about them from my personal canon/fanon (b) a reason he/she sucks (c) a reason he/she is awesome (d) five things that never happened to that character and/or (e) five people that character never fell in love with and why My fandoms: Harry Potter and Supernatural. You can also ask about Dr. Who, The Office, or House M.D., or any of the books you know I've read. :) | |
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| I had a dream that my geeky science exterior was actually my mild mannered alter ego, and that at night I roamed the streets as a supervillain. In the dream, I was sort of a cross between Poison Ivy and Catwoman. It was AWESOME. This is clearly what I should strive for in life. Poll #1243407
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: AllMy supervillain name should be... ETA: I completely forgot about superpowers. Which should obviously be the more important part of this poll, but I'm too lazy to make a new one. Tell me in the comments? :D I'm voting for biting sarcasm and the ability to read minds, myself. | |
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| BUT WAT?! Battlestar Galactica 4x10. I shat brix, had litters of kittens, and still am WAT. ( WAT. )GAIZ I FIGURED IT OUT. I KNOW WHO THE FIFTH CYLON IS. ( PICTURE AFTER THE CUT. )- Tags:+10 suckage, awesomesauce, battlestar galactica, cracktastic fandom goodness, cutabitch, ded, double damn, emoburger, eye candy, fail, fangirlish, fappage, fornever!, ftw, greetings from mount fandom, i approve this message, i herd u liek it, idgi, my freak flag is flying, never gonna give you up, pornacopia, pornfolio, post-potter depression, public service announcement, spank bank, srsly, television, that broke my crayons, tv, wat, wotcher
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| It's garage sale day. I'm exhausted from being on my feet since 8:30 this morning, especially since my whole body is even more achy today. My neck is in serious pain and I had to lift things anyway. I finally managed to get away for an hour or so to lie down in my bed, which is where I am now. We've made quite a bit of money, which is nice. Not as much as we'd hoped, but the point was to get rid of things and make a bit of cash on the side. There might be as much as $100 for me and my brother each by the time it's over, and our house has been cleared out a little more. I can't think of anything else to say, my head hurts and I really want to sleep. But I'll do this meme really quick because I'm not supposed to be sleeping; maybe it'll occupy me for a few minutes more. I was tagged by sir_yessir. Write three facts, two quirks, and two habits about you, then tag 8 people to do it too.Fact: I get along better with my younger brother than any other siblings I've ever seen. I mean, we haven't fought in years. We annoy each other occasionally but it's solved quickly, without hard feelings. Fact: There is nothing more terrifying to me than the thought of something happening to me that I don't like and can't control (or don't like simply because I can't control). The best example of this is dying (not death, as in the afterlife, but the transition part). Fact: I have a retainer that I'm supposed to wear at night every once in a while. I don't wear it. I don't even really care. XD Quirk: I can understand Spanish almost fluently but get very nervous about speaking it, because I'm afraid of saying something stupid, and then I mess up even more. I'm also out of practice, which doesn't help. Quirk: I have a mental block against seafood. I've liked the taste of a few fishy things I've tried (mostly breaded stuff, like fish sticks) but it makes me want to throw up anyway. I cannot eat it, in any form, and I don't know why. Habit: I like to go on the computer until I fall asleep, and wake up to go on it again. This is probably a bad thing. Habit: I eat when I'm tired or emotional. And... uhh. I never know who to tag. If you want to steal it, go ahead. - Mood:groggy
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| ( which means quizzes. )My knees are turning a bit black and blue. And I have no clue what to do with the next few years of my life. Hello, possibly mid-life crisis. (Haha.) | |
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| I painted my toenails with the polish roomie sent me! And, surprisingly, I actually had the patience to do three layers of the base polish and one (so far) of the glitter. Glittery nail polish is never quite glittery enough for me (cue Cullen jokes). I really want the green-silver-blue effect. Um, not because of the HP house colors. At all. >.> I've felt so loopy and energetic all day, and about ten minutes ago I just... crashed. Not literally, in a falling down way, but I ate lunch and then went "hmm, bed sounds really good right about now". I have no idea what to do about my paper. I feel like a failure. THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN ON FANDOM SECRETS. And I wouldn't be surprised if one of my flisters made it. XD I've been eating really well today (the last few days, actually, I think I've lost a couple pounds!), but I have an insane craving to ruin it completely with a bag of Flaming Hot Cheetos. Those things are radioactive and addictive, I swear. I haven't had them in ages and all of a sudden I want them. Like, WANT THEM. NOM. And on to the real point of this post. For sandyra_kay's birthday, I am making an MP3 of me singing along to a Colbie Caillat song. If any of you want to hear me sing, you can make a request, but there are some songs I JUST WON'T SING. Rofl. (And this will not be happening today because the fall has made my throat all scratchy, ftr. My whole body's just kinda shaken up, in general.) Also. popcornleader has been doing a testimonial thing to put in her profile and that strikes me as being really awesome and fun. I suck at coming up with things to write in those (I'll try to think of one for you soon!) even when I know exactly what I like about you, but I want to do it anyway. It seems a bit egotistical of me to ask for testimonials, so I officially tag all of my flist in return so that I can return the favor. Testimonials, please! My profile needs updating. :D ETA: my flist is very small today, not very many people updating. Where are you, flist? D: - Tags:all aboard the failboat, awesomesauce, beautiful boys, bed is calling me, cravings, do i dazzle you?, f!s, fail, jared, jared's come face, meme, music, rambling, random, singing, slacker, sleeeeeeep, testimonials, toenails, win
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| 1. What is your favorite song right now? Why?
Leonard Cohen's 'Hallelujah.' It's a testament to love, which is possibly the deepest emotion there is, and that song just makes me feel.
2. What genre of music makes you the happiest?
A cappella music, mostly those songs performed by college groups and the like, where they sing versions of popular music. Windmills performed by the 1999 Middlebury Dissipated Eight is gorgeous, as is I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For by the 2000 U of Notre Dame Undertones. It's hard to be sad when listening to this type of music, even when the song isn't cheery. There's just something about the singers making all sounds with their own voices that is uplifting.
3. What would you name your band and what kind of music would you play?
My friends and I were joking a long time ago about 'The Dangling Frog' and decided that would be an awesome name for a band. I have no idea why, and I can't even remember what we were originally talking about, but I guess that's what our band would be. And I'd want to play acoustic, singer/songwriter, coffeehouse stuff.
4. What is your favorite lyric of all time? Why?
That's pretty much impossible for me to say. Music means something to me because it sparks emotion with the way I am now, and as events in my life occur and things change, different lyrics take on different meanings. I love the following lines, though:
Love is not a victory march, it's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
One would think that love is amazing, but it isn't always. It's deep, true, but it doesn't always feel good.
God it's so painful when something that's so close is still so far outta reach
I live this line every damn day
In this beautiful life, there's always some sorrow, and it's a double-edged knife, but there's always tomorrow
There are few songs I can listen to that are an instant pick me up, but this is one of them. I love it. I've had many terrible things happen to me in my life, and I love this song because it helps keep everything in perspective.
5. What band/artist could you never live without? Why?
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| ψ I HAVE AN ICON FROM BRAM STOKER'S DRACULA. I found it at ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) coven_icons, for other geeks who want to know. I wanted a Dracula/Mina icon (Oh Tee Pee) but then my Dracula!muse decided he just wanted a pretty picture of Mina. SO SHINY. *___* ψ ... Apparently I'm not completely over the weird mood from yesterday. My brain still feels a bit fuzzy, but my knees and side are healing well. My neck is the worst; I think I got really bad whiplash, because it hurts to hold it up on its own unless I'm standing up straight. And I've sort of exiled myself to bed for that plus my tendency to overwork myself when I'm injured, just so that I don't feel helpless. I really am very stupid about taking care of my own health. The added benefit of staying in bed is that theoretically I will get bored enough to finish my paper. Right now I still don't trust my brain. I will have to get out of bed eventually to take my brother to soccer again, but this time I'm not going running off into the woods immediately afterward. The treadmill is tempting me, though. It's probably lucky that it still can't really unfold because my room is not unpacked. ψ I just realized that I have not yet seen The Dark Knight, Prince Caspian, or Wall-E. This must be remedied immediately! ψ I think tickets are on sale for Azkatraz today. Or maybe it's hotel reservations? I need to check the website/community again. Who wants to room with me? :D ψ Oh yes, and I'm having a garage sale tomorrow. Supposedly. In this mood, I wouldn't be surprised if people could steal stuff right from under my nose. >.> ψ I had a dream about parasites. Little wormy things that got inside you and ate you from the inside (I assumed that last part would happen, although I never actually saw someone who'd had a parasite for more than a minute). Mamoru was in it, for some reason, and my dad, who thought the little dancing girls (who carried the parasites) were cute. I had to keep him from offering them candy. ψ Sara is coming to Berkeley on Sunday!! YAAAAAAY. :D ψ My head is a very weird place to be right now. I wonder if I'll ever really reconcile my head's idea of me with who I actually am, or if I'll just change. Again. ( Laa, a food meme )- Tags:dreams, food, i am strange, meme, might be concussed, movies, rambling, random, vagina has her own tag now, weird
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| OMG YEW GAIS. TERMINUS WAS SO FREAKING AMAZING. I WANT TO GO BACK. I CAN LIVE IN HILTON FOR FREE AND HAVE HARRY POTTER CONVENTION 24/7/365 Y/Y/MFY? Have some pictures. ( LOTS OF PICTURES )- Tags:awesomesauce, cracktastic fandom goodness, ded, doctor who, double true, epic win, eye candy, fangirlish, fappage, friends, ftw, greetings from mount fandom, harry potter, i approve this message, i herd u liek it, music, never gonna give you up, pic!spam, pictures, post-potter depression, rambles, srsly, terminus, trufax, vacation, vid!spam, videos, wotcher
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| I find it odd that so many of the responses (okay, only two, but it still seems like a lot to me!) to my post about falling were centered around the fact that nobody had noticed that I was hurt. I bring this up only as a matter of... interest, or discussion, or something. Also, because I am too out of it/thoughtful to respond to most individual comments right now. I am enchanted with the way they acted. When I'm bleeding, nearly passing out, and making no attempts to hide my injury whatsoever, no one notices; when I am shut off, trying to close every weak point like I'm under siege (and often that's the way it feels), that's when people press me. I am not saying that it should be the other way around (though I would probably have an easier time of it if it were), however. I like the fact that the world is messed up (at least, most of the time I do). I like that it doesn't happen the way I expect it to. I don't want everyone to be perfect. I like them when they're messed up, imperfect, and even oblivious. They make my life easier, because living in a world of perfection would be frightening. I would have to strive to be imperfect just to be different. There would never be anything to need to understand because (at least in my idea of perfection) everything would be understandable. I would be driven to confuse things and mess them up. Also, that was not the point of the post, but I find it a bit endearing that you missed that, too (or were simply more concerned with my physical well-being than my cracked out thoughts). I love you, flist. ♥ But you don't want to hear me talk about that, I'm sure; I'm probably concussed and making no sense anyway (or at least saying things I wouldn't unless I was concussed/drunk/otherwise uninhibited). Although if you've latched on to the concussed part and think that's the main point of this post, you've missed it again. Or maybe you are the point. I don't mean that as an insult, I swear. ( Meme things, instead. Because I'm lying in bed and don't trust myself with intellectual things. ) | |
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| My previous intro post was getting really outdated (and was really hard to find, since I didn't helpfully make it a sticky post) so here I am, trying again. It should be noted that this is written after the most difficult months of my life thus far, in which I (my body/genetics/health/emotions, that is) became my own biggest obstacle. I've essentially had to tear the new tangles of myself apart and... well, sort of redefine who I am (you could say that I have become my own science project). Which is why I identified so little with my last post, even though it was just written this April. To quote Fight Club (one of my favorite books AND movies), "You met me at a very strange time in my life." ( I've seen people try to change, and I know it isn't easy, but nothing worth the time ever is. )- Tags:intro post
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