Rivendell

Survey

Fri, 02 Sep 2005 23:55:51 GMT

Stole from Chris. "We're a big thieving family." Nooooo, I'm not procrastinating the exciting world of Plato! Whatever gave you that idea?

1.THREE NAMES YOU GO BY: Ash, Ashley, Slip'n'slide

2.THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD: Riana, BraveSaintAsh, Kaitou Ash

3.THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: stomach, short nails, facial structure.

4.THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU: Sharks, spiders, and losing the one I love

5.THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS: cell phone, gigantic pajama shirt, breakfast at Wild Bill's (hey, when you have a meal plan, you have to eat on campus as much as possible).

6.YOUR FAVOURITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS: Newsboys, Five Iron Frenzy, Relient K, Brave Saint Saturn, Lifehouse, Rebecca St. James, Anberlin....uh....Jamie, what else do I like?

7.THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SONGS: ONLY THREE?! You suck. Shine, You're Still the One, Babies Breath

8.THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP: a heart that desires to please the Lord, affection, and compassion/tenderness

9.THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU: eyes, chests (hey, d00ds are sexy without shirts on), hands? Maybe? I dunno, I've always been attracted to guys by their personalities; looks always come later (no I'm not shallow and lying =P )

10.THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES: reading/writing manga (not drawing it =__=), apologetics, talking to Jamie

11.THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW: kiss/cuddle, shop, eat ice cream

12.THREE KIDS' NAMES YOU LIKE: Noah, Anastasia, Luke

13.THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE: see someone saved because of my witness, get married, get into awesome shape.

14.THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY: I live in jeans and t-shirts, I have no inhibitions about walking out of my house without any makeup on, I <3 comics (and comic nerds XD)

15.FIVE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL: I have long hair, I love girly romances, I like the way a skirt feels against freshly shaved legs, I love chocolate, I cry easily.

The Random Questions!

Fri, 02 Sep 2005 00:42:29 GMT

Yes, everyone's doing it....but why not, it's kinda fun.

The Random Question Meme!

An array of completely random questions about my friends!

Does djnoz spend too much time on LiveJournal?: If he does, he sure doesn't spend time anywhere else online. I think he might be dead. O_O
How will romanticanarchy die?: In the throes of a passionate discourse.
What will be shiroihikari's last words?: "At least I got to see Claudio's fro one last time"
Does myrrhlynn know how to spell the word 'embarrass' correctly?: Well she IS a college graduate, and a very smart lady....so I would say no. I'm so gonna get kicked off staff for this. XD
What is kkun's favorite band?: Of all the random questions...well, I can tell you SOME of the contenders: Blindside, Showbread, mewithoutYou, Five Iron Frenzy, Coheed and Cambria (which is his recent kick), Project 86, At The Drive In. I think that's a good list.
What is theanimator's fantasy?: A world where short people dominate all of humanity.
What do you think of saintkevin's family?: I know at least one of his family members helped him out when he first got a job, so I'm guessing they're good people.
Can inkhana become invisible at will?: Yes! Ink-sensei says if I just send her 4 easy payments of 59.99 and a bowl of chicken salad made from the finest, hand-selected chickens in all of Hyrule and pluck them using only my left foot and a pair of chopsticks, then I can learn this power too.
munkylover420: ninja, pirate, monkey, or robot?: NINJA MONKEY ROBOT! Eeeeeeeeeeee! *runs away*

This is by heptadecagram. You can find your own completely random questions here.

Do you feel like killing me now?

Oh, by the way....HAPPY BIRTHDAY INK-SENSEI!!!

Just for you, Kevin

Sat, 23 Apr 2005 07:05:06 GMT

Of course with a comment like "I'll tell you later", you made me instantly curious about these so-called Colorado Nuggets. I'll have you know this is the first thing that came up : http://www.coloradonuggets.com/

And I knew that wasn't right. Turns out their an NBA team, go figure. I'm not much of a bball fan anyway so =P Give me chicken nuggets anyday.

But look I updated again just for you and your nuggets!

Wed, 20 Apr 2005 02:03:03 GMT

Your Jedi Training by twirlandswirl

Username

Favorite fighter

Are you good or evil?

Strategy?

You hail from

Corellia

Your lightsaber is

Green

You're best known for

Your ability to relate to nature and animals

After becoming a master, you train

myrrhlynn

But this person turns to the dark side

romanticanarchy

Chance you will turn:: 79%

Quiz created with MemeGen!

Great. I'm a friggen hippie. Just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse. See Kevin, I told you I'd update just for you. And I am *this* close to bursting out with an emotional, curse-filled tirade on.....eh better stop now before I regret it.

Hey!

Fri, 11 Mar 2005 08:06:17 GMT

Hi guys! Another FMS loving fan-girl here to join the club!

While I hate to be accused of spamming and running, Wide-Eyed Wonder is a brand new Tanemura forum to join! Yay!

So yeah, pleased to be here guys. Anyone else excited about Viz picking up the rights?

The new adventures of super waitress!

Tue, 08 Jun 2004 03:12:30 GMT

Hey everyone, hate to spam and run, but I decided to start blogging my days as a waitress. You can catch my after work rantings 2 to 3 times a week here:

www.waitressblog.blogspot.com

See ya there!

Fri, 30 Apr 2004 21:36:58 GMT

Heh, perhaps I can get Ink to sketch this...

Generate your Anime Style by Jena-su
Name:
Hair:	Rediculously long, always flowing.
Clothes:	A bit revealing, but nothing too over the top.
Powers:	Water magic
Special Features:	Wings
Sidekick:	Your best friend.
Attitude:	Upbeat and cheerful.
Weapon:	Flamethrower

Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Sun, 30 Nov 2003 04:21:44 GMT

So today, I go out and buy a new outfit for the birthday celebration today, for me and my sister. Christene (my best friend) will come over, and my sister's friend Vicki will, and we'll eat at Chile's and have a blast. Well, long story short, my parents and I got into a nasty fight. But we settled it, and had a blast at dinner. Christene sang with her angelic voice I do so adore. And then, we came home...and my parents let me open my birthday present. A laptop. HP Pavilion ze4500, to be exact. I felt...oh man, at first I felt like I was in a dream. Like this couldn't possibly be real. Then I felt like the crap beneath the toliet bowl; I mean, I was pretty bratty this afternoon, pretty ungrateful, and pretty bitter about our "new financial situation". And yet..my parents scrimped and saved to buy me a brand new laptop. For college.
So that's where I'm broadcasting from now.
I wish English had a strong word than 'thank you'. It seems so inadequate.

Educating the british, if you please

Fri, 28 Nov 2003 04:33:11 GMT

I've never had anyone else ask me about the history of thanksgiving until tonight, when my one non-american friend asked "so what's all this thanksgiving?" Funny as heck. Poor Noz. You know you're the awesomest brit ever, right?

Thu, 27 Nov 2003 04:56:12 GMT

Ash's log, stardate 11.26.03

9:38 am- wake up, take daily hydrocortisone and clindomyacin. Get horrible heartburn from the later.
9:49 am- drive to pearland library, make copies
9:56 am- drive to friendswood, pick up Ami's dress
10:05 am- drive back to pearland, make loops around the gas station while trying to fill up.
11:32 am- finish Anatomy and Physiology project, even though it's not due til 12/8
11:38 am- arrive in Friendswood Nails, Etc. for manicure
12:40 pm- arrive in Siz-ors, Friendwood, for hair appointment
1:49 pm- arrive at Janie's Photography, Friendswood
2:50 pm- leave Janie's (it rained, couldn't get the last shot with me and my car; hafta come back next week, which is a major pain in da butt), walk into Pasta Company
3:00 pm- leave Pasta Company, drive home
4:20 pm- Chris asks me to take him to Daniel (our cousin's house) in North Shore
4:48 pm- call daniel to make sure 610 north will take me to 610 east
5:01 pm- get stuck in traffic. There is nothing worse than being in traffic and wiggling around because you have to pee like no one's business
approx. 5:40 pm- arrive at North Shore Chile's, meet Daniel & Co.
5:55 pm- arrive at Slick Willie's, play 3 rounds of pool. My first time ever
7:00 pm- arrive at Cinemark Tinseltown. Buy hot dogs, popcorn, drinks, and tickets.
7:20 pm- worst history movie ever
9:35 pm- get on Beltway 8
9:45 pm- get off Beltway 8, make massive U-turn because I realize I'm going North instead of South. Get scared out of my wits. Call my mother. Get back on Beltway 8 South.
10:04 pm- arrive back in Pearland

At least I conquered my fear of freeways and heights. I got up to 75 mph. O.o

gullible, oh so gullible, so gullible toniiiight...

Mon, 10 Nov 2003 18:38:34 GMT

It was like something out of a movie: the icing on a really horrible night at work. Like so many things in my life, looking back, I laugh.

First off,last night I was the only waitress at work...they recruited some guy from the kitchen to help handle the tables, but for the most part it was me. Alone. Workin' my butt off in my spiffy new cargo jeans. Then I come home, avoid my father, and plop down as per routine before my humming computer. Suprise suprise < /sarcasm>, Steve, Ami and Aaron are online. Things are going fine, if not a little on the quiet side, when suddenly Steve explodes! The next thing I know, he and Ami are shouting at each other, Ami's threatening to leave CAA, and Aaron's trying to IM me something about "just say they're both fired". At this point, I'm in tears, thinking "oh my God, what's happening."

Turns out it was all a joke engineered to see if they could make their sweet, trusting Texan believe they were fighting bitterly. Naivete, you are my crown. Innocence, you are my sceptre. But aggrivation, you were my gauntlet that night. Now, of course, now I just laugh and think, wow, I spent almost a year building up my credibility as a mature, intelligent almost-17-year-old and in two minutes, we're all laughing at my own disbelief. Although, to their credit, they did feel horrible about making me cry (as well they should!). Man, just think what march will hold.

Movies, movies, movies...

Sun, 09 Nov 2003 03:46:23 GMT

I saw Matrix Revolutions (and right before we left, Reloaded) today. And sitting in that dark theater, heart racing, waiting for the big moment, I saw a lot of good trailers. Here's my list of movies to see soon:
* Troy: DUDE! Anyone who knows me knows why I'm excited. It's TROY! Sweeeeeeeet!
* The Alamo: Texas. History. What's not to love? I love movies like this. In fact, I wanna work on one like it someday.
* Lord of the Rings- Return of the King: Who in this world doesn't want to see this movie? Aragorn, my love!
* Timeline: I love time travel movies, no matter how cheesy they are

You'll notice a lot of those movies fit into the historical fiction type category, with movies like "Braveheart" and "The Patriot". Truth is, that's my favorite genre...and if I get to work on a film dealing with that sort of category, my life will be complete. ^^

anniversaries

Fri, 07 Nov 2003 03:44:56 GMT

2 minutes til the next song on the radio starts.
10 hours, 50 minutes til the first official school day without Emily.
19 hours, 40 minutes until my first shift at work begins in a week.
2 days til I see the new matrix movie.
25 days til I'm 17.
2 months til the new year.
4 months til my maine trip.
6 months til I graduate.
9 months til my first college class.

"Is there anyone out there?"

Sat, 01 Nov 2003 23:45:22 GMT

Wow, been a long time since I've updated. I apologize...the flu really hit me hard. And considering my..."condition", me getting sick is very dangerous. I can end up in the hospital. And I had 5/6 tests last week, so I was really paranoid about not getting it. Well, God had other plans I guess.
Although, yeah I may have endangered my exemptions, and yeah, I have a ton of make up work to do (missed Thursday AND Friday) but in a way, I was thankful I got sick. It's been a really long time since I felt God's presence wrap around me like he did Thursday. That warm spirit that reminds me of who I am in Christ and why I believe. Because He IS real, that kind of presence can't be faked. And well, in the words of Pascal:
"Better to be a Christian and be wrong, and therefore lose nothing, than not to be a Christian and be right, and lose everything." Although yeah, there's so much more to it than that, but I happen to like that quote.

Anyway, I finished fruits basket today! Yay! I want the manga for christmas or my birthday (which is in...31 days. Wahoo!)

Mon, 27 Oct 2003 19:34:03 GMT

Busy busy...and yet...
I feel so dispassionate lately.
I spent most of my afternoon today attempting to go off campus and play photographer for the newspaper. Then I played editor. Now I'm playing diligent student for government.
I don't know what's happened to me, but I realized in Latin that I frankly don't care anymore. Mrs. Barrett insinuated that I hadn't planned anything for latin in a while...which, rather hurt. I'm a lousy president. I'm a lousy editor. I walked down the halls of the sophomore campus today and thought, what's happened to me? I used to be so passionate about life, excited about living...and now...the spark is gone. I just live day to day because I have nothing better to do, really.
Worst of all, I'm spiritually dissatisfied. I can't even hear the phrase "God of all comfort" without wincing or mentally lashing out. My faith has been leeched out, slowly, drop by drop as my world crumbles around me. The worst part is, I knew this would happen. As a Christian, we're taught all the time that a faith that can't stand tribulation is no faith at all. Well, what does that make me? A dispassionate, dissatisfied, hurting Christian. Paradoxial terms? You tell me. I have tried every known method to get closer to God, from waking up early to reading devotionals to...and none of it works. I believe God exists, alright, and my soul doeth tremble before him. But I just can't...reach...Him...which makes little if any sense with verses like "draw near to me and I will draw near to you".
O passion, where have you flown?

Travelocity!

Mon, 27 Oct 2003 03:37:36 GMT

It's offical. I'm going to Maine over spring break. I called Ami friday when I bought the ticket...ended up spending like, 20 minutes on the phone. I leave March 6, Saturday morning, come back March 10, Wednesday night. I'm sooooo excited. Can't stop thinking about how much fun it's gonna be. I guess it's hard to explain, but I'm just psyched about this trip. Especially since I'll probably be staying with Steve and his family at their lakehouse. Before any of you freak out, I completely trust Steve 110%...he's my best friend. Closer than my best friend. He'd never try to do anything to me, and I think when a dude is dumped by his girlfriend of X many years TWICE for not sleeping with her, that tells me he's trustworthy. But it'll be a blast to see Ami and Aaron and Becca and Nick too. And of course, Mrs. Baumgardner, my second mama.
Shooby's in Italy now...I hope he's enjoying it. Wherever you are, Shooby, we love you! Come home soon!
In other news, I was sent home from work early tonight. Blah. Sick = not cool.

Fri, 24 Oct 2003 18:17:49 GMT

[x] spell your first name backwards- yelhsa

[x] the story behind your journal user name- pipeline = the newspaper I am editor in chief of. Ash= Ashley! The mainer form of my name.

[x] where do you live- Pearland, TX. No, it's not Hicksville...that's 10 miles west of us. ^^

[x] 4 words that sum you up- intelligent, changing, loving, freezing.

[x] wallet- a black leather wallet with a pocket for my business card collection.

[x] hairbrush- black and silver. Think raiders!

[x] toothbrush- Green

[x] jewlery worn daily- I don't wear jewlery at all. I do have a very special silver ring for my pinky with a latin inscription on it, but it's too special for me to wear it often. Sometimes I put it on a necklace, though.

[x] pillow cover- dark emerald green with satin ribbons on the side. So pretty.

[x] coffee/tea cup- Beauty and the Beast special edition cup. No one else in the family uses that one. Or the winnie the pooh one.

[x] sunglasses- I have a pair but I rarely wear them.They're green. Like everything else in my life.

[x] underwear- I'd like to quote Helen Keller here:
....

[x] CD in stereo- I think it's either Common Children: Skywire or 12 Stones.

[x] piercings- once in each ear

[x] what are you wearing- khakis, tennis shoes, an ankle brace that I'm considering putting back on, my letterman's jacket, and a green shirt with some cool ribbon ties on it. My school attire.

[x] in my mouth- cherry coke!

[x] in my head- half CAA, half school.

[x] wishing- I lived closer to Maine.

[x] talking to- No one. If I were at home, the chances of this answer being Steve are phenomenal. Aaron and Ami right behind, though. ^^

[x] after this- going to my honors government class.

[x] eating- finishing off this cherry coke

[x] is next to you- Roget's Thesaurus II, a fax machine, a broken computer, a working computer, and a window to a courtyard. I love the journalism room.

[x] the last thing you ate- chocolate pudding from my lunch

[x] something that you are afraid of- spiders....Leatherface, lol.

[x] do you like candles- eh, kinda.

[x] do you like incense- depends on the scent

[x] do you like the taste of blood- don't think so

[x] do you believe in love- quite yes.

[x] do you believe in soul mates- yes. Think I may have found one too.

[x] do you believe in love at first sight- I believe in attraction at first sight.

[x] do you believe in heaven- well, yaaaaaaaaah.

[x] do you believe in forgiveness- if I say I'm a Christian, will you stop with the believe questions?
(hey it worked)
[x] who is your worst enemy- geez, name a troll on CAA.

[x] if you could have any animal for a pet, what would it be- Mmm...I dunno. Ami's made up pocket lizard Pulo was really cute.

[x] ever been to belgium- I think I might have driven through it.

[x] can you eat with chopsticks- a bit. It is rather clumsy though.

[x] whats your favorite coin- quarters.

[x] what are some of your favorite candy- Reeses are #1. Milky way and twix are good too. Can't stand anything fruity...i.e. skittles or starburst. Yuck.

[x] whats the one thing you want to make happen for tomorow- Get most of my homework done.

Fri, 17 Oct 2003 22:59:19 GMT

So good to pause and catch up on friends. Christene came and visited me today; we wandered around the high school and joked and laughed and prayed together like it had only been 4 days and not 4 months since we've seen each other. I love being near Christene; she's kinda like the wacky sister I don't have (example: we drive from PHS to Gringo's going the Looooooooong way. Why? "I went that way to see if you'd follow me.") She got me into Boondock Saints and art and bass guitar. We make each other laugh and, to borrow from Paul, edify each other. I come away feeling so strengthened. And of course, we make beautiful music together...well, at least the one song we wrote together came out wonderfully.
It's so weird how Chris and I just...whap! Stuck together. I knew her freshman year: she sat on the other side of Moreau's class and was the kind of gangsta'-ish thug that made in fun of dorks like me. Sophomore year I sat in front of her in Comer's English 2...kinda talked. Junior year...junior year we saw something in the other that just attracted us like drunk moths to a tiki torch. We sat next to each other in Latin 3 and US history...and just...I can't describe it. We became inseperable. I guess that's what happens when you eat lunch together every day for a few years. But alas, she graduated early...and so, life goes on in her memory. Well, and she IM's me sometimes. ^^

Oh, this cracked me up. Know my little green and gold honda civic? Chris has a Toyota Tundra the exact same color/paint scheme. I told her we need to take pics in front of our matching cars. Lol.

wow, my life would sink at the blockbusters

Fri, 17 Oct 2003 04:07:36 GMT

My life is rated G.
What is your life rated?

Poetic Justice- A Short Story in Three Vignettes

Wed, 15 Oct 2003 23:59:05 GMT

Daniel McAlister was well aware of the fact he was feeding the stereotypical lawyer image: leaning back in his comfortable, cushioned chair behind a stack of paperwork as tall as his thin frame, balancing a pen on his upper lip.
A Christian lawyer—“non sequitur terms”, he’d been reminded by both groups too many times —he was determined to only defend those he could do so without moral qualms.
Which is why he had many days like today with no food at home or in his lunch break.
“When you’ve finished pondering that fascinating pencil Danny boy, I’ve got a case for you.” Standing in the doorframe like the descendent of Tracer Bullet with only half of his oxford shirt tucked in was Ken Windsor, Daniel’s often cynical partner.
“Lay it on me.”
Ken half tossed a manila folder onto Daniel’s desk.
”This one’s so clear cut I’m giving it to you outta charity for that rather loud empty stomach of yours. Even your conscious can’t refuse this one,” Ken continued his off-sides commentary as Daniel scanned the file.
“Murder. The chief suspect is a convicted pedaphilic rapist. Left hard evidence at the scene. I guess it’s what you’d call a miracle.”
”It is rather rare,” Daniel conceded.
“Rare ain’t the word. I’m still wondering why this is even going to court.”
”Well where is your ‘hard evidence’ anyway?” Daniel asked, flipping the paper clipped stack shut.
“Down in our Houston crime lab for confirmed proof.”
”So it’s not so hard after all.”
Ken laughed. “Danny babe, the judges would have to be blind to refuse it. This is just formalities.” Ken smiled his crooked grin—reminiscent of Harrison Ford, but try telling him that—and meandered down the office hallway.
“You owe me big for this one, McAlister,” Ken called over his shoulder. “Maybe you can buy me dinner sometime.”

II

“You ain’t gonna believe this.”
Daniel looked up from his sleek Dell computer behind ash gray glasses. He nearly commented on how un-proffessional ‘ain’t’ was, but the look in Ken’s eyes told him to let it slide.
“Read it and weep,” Ken said darkly, letting fly a copy of the Houston Chronicle.
”Crime Lab Closed,” Daniel murmured, reading the headlines. “Oh no. Don’t tell me…”
”Oh yes, ‘fraid so. And that murder case with the infalliable evidence? One of the first to go down with the ship. Been thrown out.”
“What?! How did this happen?”
“According to this,” Ken’s finger pressed hard against the newsprint. “Someone in Academia was handing out diplomas to Forensic Investigators without only half the work.”
“You’re kidding.”
”Wish I was Danny.”
Daniel took off his glasses and shook his head. Of all the cases, of all the labs…well, if he were truly in the right, then divine justice would be served, right?

III

“Order! Order!” The stony judge pounded her gavel fiercely as the jury filed into the courtroom. “I’ll have order in my court!”
Daniel fidgeted with his tie. He’d been so confident in the initial hearings and proceedings, but when it came down to it, the judge and jury more resembled the Spanish Inquisition than an democratic institution: unmovable and pre-determined.
“Do you have a verdict?” The chill in the judge’s voice lifted McAlister’s spirits. Surely the sobriety merited a just, fair solution. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the defendant lower his head.
“We do, your honor. We find the defendant not guilty—“
”What?!” Daniel exploded, sending papers flying off his table as he jumped to his feet.”On what grounds?!”
The judge leveled her gavel and glared at him. “Sit, Mr. McAlister, or I’ll have you thrown out of my court.”
”On grounds of insufficient evidence,” quietly continued the juror.
”But the evidence presented clearly—“
“The evidence presented, Mr. McAlister, was found to be tested by a falliable lab, and therefore, insubstantiated.”
”So they read that article too,” whispered Ken behind him.
”Court adjourned,” pronounced the judge.
Daniel gathered his things, pausing only to apologize to the plaintiff and family. The tears in their eyes pricked him deeply.
God, he thought, walking with leaden feet out of the court. How? Why? It was so plain, so clear!
As if by answer to his half-finished prayer, Daniel heard the familiar pandemonium of journalists. They swarmed the defendant and bobbed microphones in his face.
”Mr. Milton, how do you feel now?”
The cleared man looked at the boisterous reporter with emotionless brown eyes.
”How does every sinner feel when they are reminded of Hell?”
”But you’ve been cleared of all charges! Sir, how can you say such a thing?”
Milton looked straight at Daniel while he answered.
”There’s more than one price to pay for stuff like this. I’m not perfect, and God and I both know it.”
”So you’re upset your reputation has been ruined?” The reporter continued. Milton half-smiled.
”Guess you could say that,” he murmured insincerely.
Comments, critiques, thoughts, interviews and chocolate appriciated, as always.

Mmmm, vicoden.

Wed, 15 Oct 2003 17:24:41 GMT

so are you guys enjoying your lunchtime posts without me? Bet Em's happy she doesn't have to go walk down to the nurse (you know that woman refused to believe me?! argh, long story) , but perhaps sad she has no one to go get water with. Is Amanda Farris watching Friends again? Tell Miss Swenson I said hi, and thanks for letting me leave. Mmmm, vicoden. I've been asleep since I got home; this is my "lunch" break. Vive la mash potatoes and meatloaf (yes, mixed, Anna). After this I take about 6 more pills, and more sleep!

Miss you guys. <3 Ash the Wisdom-less one

Tue, 14 Oct 2003 21:37:32 GMT

What did I do to deserve such a loving family?
Mom has gone out of her way countless times to make sure me and my sore jaws are very comfortable. She made a chart of all the medication I have to take. She bought me baby food (plums! Wahoo!), pudding, apple sauce, yogurt and lots of soup. She checks on me every few hours. And when I got sick last night and almost fainted, she came and slept in my room and would wake up all night long to change my ice packs so my face wouldn't swell. She typed an email to Steve letting him know what happened and sending my love. She cleaned my room. My brother washed my car for no apparhent reason. Susie gave up her room so I could watch Gladiator by myself. Susie keeps leaving me notes that I'm such a great sister (the worst part is, I'm rarely a decent sister to her at all...she brings out my sharpest temper). My dad offered to pick me up a magazine at the store.
When mom came and woke me up and showed me my clean room and offered some more soup...I wanted to cry.
I just...I don't know what on Earth I did to deserve such wonderful love. I mean, most of the time I'm cynical, selfish, and not very easy to get along with when it comes to my family. I have my own world, my own agenda, my own time-table with little room for them. I'm standoffish and a loner with a too-quick temper. And yet....they did this for me. And I'm struggling to comprehend why or how.

And I'm so getting my mother a box of chocolates. She deserves it....

I need to have surgery more often.

oh, you sex-driven youth

Mon, 13 Oct 2003 16:39:16 GMT

"An online survey of 250 women and 250 men provided the following results:
• Whistle for a cab — 3%
• Kiss on the hand — 3%
• Peck on the cheek — 16%
• Peck on the lips — 22%
• Open mouth kiss — 25%
• Nibble on the neck — 6%
• Wake up kiss ... the next morning — 25%
...
We learned that there's a one-in-four chance you'll do some, um, other stuff. Frankly, this is the number that surprised us the most. We knew that many couples coupled up right off the bat — but one out of four? Wow."
--from MSN Dating & Personal section.

Usually I don't pay attention to those little "points to ponder" stories that pop up after you send an email (in my case, to Steve telling him about my surgery being moved to today and how I single-handedly wiped a gas pump out of commission before noon), but this one said "Should you kiss on a first date?". So, voila. 1/4th of the dating population "gets some" on a first date...that's so revolting.

Ironically, I'm taking a break from the public opinion/polling section of my government book.

"continuing feelings of love!"..."the British chippie!"

Fri, 10 Oct 2003 14:53:16 GMT

(sorry, Friends is playing)
I refuse to comment on the "boooooooox" bomb threat this morning. Ah, homecoming. I also refuse to comment on the subtle loneliness and aching in me on days like this.

I love my pants! I feel sexy in them. Sexy, sexy pants.

I will talk about Fruits Basket, which is possibly the bestest show evah. I finished episode 8 this morning; and Hatori's story made me cry. Although, I have a few questions I thought of this morning on the way to school:
1. Why didn't Hatori have his father erase his memory after Kana? Other than the obvious angsty plotline, I mean, wouldn't that have helped him, so he wouldn't have to be all frozen snow and suffering? On the other hand, maybe he refused it because he wanted to remember the love he had with Kana. But still, call me selfish, but I'd have opted to take the memory-erase rather than suffer with those memories.
2. Ok, this is kind of weird, but do people who marry into the Sohma family get that same immunity that Sohma members have? Like, example, would Mrs. Shugure be able to hug Shugure without that little "side effect"? And if not...wouldn't that make future Sohmas a little hard to produce?
I always think of things like this when I watch new titles. Kinda weird, kinda geeky, I know. But *shrug*. I really, really love Fruits Basket.

Mmmm...what else. Steve finally mailed my package! Yay! ^^ Ok, I'm going to check the other entries and comment later. Ciao, my audience, and remember, when all else fails, I'll die and make it better.

Mercutio speaks!

Thu, 09 Oct 2003 18:13:37 GMT

"A plague o' both your houses! I am sped.
Is he gone, and hath nothing?"

Mercutio was always one of my favorite characters. Anna and Emily will understand this analogy. So according to the laws of Shakespeare, if I die, both the "feuding houses" (namely Threlkeld and Hamlett) and the star-cross'd lovers (need I name them) will all resolve and be happy. Or dead.