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[Jul. 1st, 2009|07:01 am] |
Since Drew left the bathroom reeking of pot (when sick, one should clearly be using pot to help one get to sleep), I decided to use the stuff the dentist gave me as opposed to venture to that room. There are no windows in it...and Drew leaves the door shut afterwards, so I fret about the contact high. Not to mention that I can't handle the stench.
But this sampler floss. This floss is DELICIOUS. It tastes of mint! I demand that all my future floss be tasty. I shall see flossing in a whole new light. How did I ever manage before?
Right, so Drew's down with a nasty bug. Bad enough that he's literally slept all day and been generally unable to function. This is incredibly rare for him, and I fear for my own health (hello plenty of fluids and rest and crossed fingers). The female kitten is also sick, and I spent the night on kitten duty, making sure she didn't hide away/get worse before her vet appointment this morning. The male kitten...managed to get his foot stuck in the bottom of Willy's cage and was limping quite pitifully...so he might get to go to the vet as well.Yes, I just might be the worst kitten-sitter ever. Thank you, very much. I have minty-delicious floss to console me. Update: The vet kept my kitten baby! She has a temperature of 104. :/ We're supposed to go back in half an hour to see if the IV helped lower her fever. If not, she's stuck there.
Drew's throat has basically swollen shut, so I'll be the lucky lass to take him to Dr. Franklin at 10:00, when she gets there.
Who needs sleep? Not me.
Another Update: Kitten's temperature failed to go down so she has to stay at the vet.
Drew is kind of terrifying. He punched a wall.
Yet Another Update: The girl kitten has to stay overnight at the vet's. D: You'd think they would give us another chance..in like.. the afternoon, but nope.
The doctor lied, and it's her staff that comes in at 10:00. Dr. Franklin doesn't come in until 1:15. We were almost there when my mom called to tell us. Drew was quite frightening as he cursed aplenty and wished death up Dr. Franklin.
I am sleeeepy.
A final update: Dr. Franklin had us waiting for ages...as in, I only recently got home. She thinks it's mono. Drew thinks it's strep. So now he's on both steroids and antibiotics.
Kitten's temperature has gone down by one degree,
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[Jun. 29th, 2009|03:54 am] |
I decided to read the Wiki article for "test audience" because that sounds like a damn awesome thing to be a member of. This has of course led me to read the original endings for various films.
So, Pretty in Pink, Duckie gets the girl in the original ending. Thanks a lot, test audience, for taking away the ending that I wanted.
Zombieland, on the other hand, do kind of want. Can't go wrong with Bill Murray as a zombie.
"After America is ravaged by a zombie plague, a lone band of survivors fights the living dead while they cross the nation from coast to coast. They stop in an amusement park, where they believe they will be safe."
GOSH. AN AMUSEMENT PARK. I THINK WE WILL BE SAFE HERE. |
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[Jun. 28th, 2009|05:27 am] |
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I voyaged to Barnes and Noble today yesterday, and now I feel guilty for daring to use big bookstores, but man, I tried at other places first without success.
I only recently realized that they've been releasing Pet Shop of Horrors: Tokyo in English. Orcot better show up ASAP though. Do I...have friends who haven't read this series? Cause, I will so bring all ten volumes (and whatever I have of the second series at that point) to Bryn Mawr with me to inflict it on those who need it in their lives. Your life is incomplete without Count D, trust me on this.
I also snagged Y: The Last Man, which proved interesting. Bizarre was to come out of it and notice that I hadn't shipped anyone. Going to say that this is probably because there was only one male character...and most of the main women so far are related to him or middle-aged.
Did you know they made spiffy colored mechanical pencils? Cause, uh, so neat, asides from how they don't erase all that well.
I did get a little miffed when the cashier asked me if "My parents had a discount card", because...that's twice someone came to the conclusion that I'm a young lass. When I called my mom to let her know that I was on my way home and mentioned it, she said that I looked sixteen. ...Sixteen. Agh. I even put my hair in a single braid! Successfully, for the first time. That's exactly what I should boast about. Jeff continues to...be here. Mom located my long missing mozzarella...in Drew's room. Green mozzarella. No wonder his room has been so putrid.
Very disappointed in America in general for picking reruns of Family Guy and American Dad over Merlin. For anyone who happens to be fond of Where the Wild Things Are, have an awesome blog dedicated to fanart of it by various fabulous artists: http://www.terribleyelloweyes.com/ . |
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[Jun. 26th, 2009|11:53 pm] |
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I'm in a constant state of frustration, mainly brought about by Jim and Jeff. Jim stayed here a week and a day despite how he was supposed to be here for two days. Also, I am spooked out by how he called my mom "Bliss Baby" in his card for her and mentioned how he'd get a better match for sparkler candles for her next birthday. Talk about planning ahead in a direction that I don't like. My mom recently told me that Jim is gay. I'm...not entirely sure if this is actually the case. Why would he put forth all of the effort of giving her flowers/gifts/food, staying over, and so on, if...it's really just a platonic friendship.
Jeff has been here the past two days. (Yes, Jim left in the morning, and Jeff was over by the afternoon.) He got her a 40 inch television for her birthday. Wait. What? I checked out the prices of those things on Amazon and am boggled. No birthday gift for a FRIEND should come with that pricetag.
If my mom wants to pursue a romantic relationship with a person, then she's welcome to just do that. All I want is some honesty about it. This extends to how she'll lie to both of them and use me for these stories. Jeff asked who baked the angel food cake, and mom said I had. Sorry, I would NOT bake that kind of cake. Jim asked who bought the food, and mom said I had. I hate cherries and honeydew melon.
Drew is apparently more unhappy about the entire situation than he ever lets on. I had a talk with him about how he neglected to get her a birthday card (after I made sure he knew about her birthday, especially with how hurt she was when he didn't get her a Mother's Day card), and he mentioned how maybe he didn't feel like getting one because of Jeff and Jim. He's the one who has been stuck here the entire time with them present. Heck, he even knew about them beforehand, when my dad was still alive, and my mom kept their friendships a secret. I don't like to think about how this might have been a strain on him.
In other news, I have been happily bulldozing through books. The two I'm juggling at the moment are Diana Wynne Jones's The Magicians of Caprona and Sam Enthoven's The Black Tattoo. Chrestomanci's outfits are amazingly fabulous. I actually have a better appreciation for cats in literature now. I mean, I was fond of them before, but now I can actually "get it" at times. Obviously, this is a sign that I should look into expanding my horizons when it comes to topics that I like reading about. Time to go learn to weild a sword or something.
I've been tempted to give up The Black Tattoo several times so far. Around a third of the way through the book all of the characters I was interested had been killed off, and well, I didn't want to stick it out....and then a member of a secret supernatural fighting group showed up. He's French and fabulous and has been only called Number 3 so far. I cannot set the book aside without seeing, if, y'know, we ever get a name for him or anything.
Today, I went to the dentist where I watched Shrek and was declared free of cavities. The dentist accused me of never growing wisdom teeth, which confused me...since I certainly remembered the pain of them growing in. Finally, he realized that he just hadn't noticed them because they had grown in so straight. Gotta have at least one thing going for me!
Lady: Is your mommy or daddy here?
Me: ...no.
Lady: How old are you?
Me: ..Twenty-one.
Lady: OH. I thought you were just really tall!
....how old do I look? I mean, honestly, she used the adult-speaking-to-child tone.
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[Jun. 23rd, 2009|09:23 pm] |
Mom's surgery went fine. It did end up taking five hours as opposed to two and a half, and she apparently woke up halfway through screaming, but, uh, she got through it. She has this week off for recovery, and it's supposed to take six weeks before she's back to herself. Right now, she's in pain but managing.
We're all somewhat cranky with the fact that Jim came over last Wednesday to be around for my mom if she needed help with the surgery (not like she has two able-bodied children) and has yet to LEAVE. Talk about overstaying your welcome. Jim calls my mom "sweetheart". He even wants to stay until her birthday, which is June 25th. He was supposed to leave on the 19th. Top that off with how Jeff has been coming over and sitting at the bar across the street in hopes of seeing my mom, and I'm left feeling thoroughly creeped out.
The kittens are kittens still. They have taken an interest in trying to eat Willy...or at the very least, play with him roughly.
Father's Day was..interesting. It was mainly the stuff before Father's Day that served as uncomfortable reminders. I never realized how heavily advertised it is on television and signing on to facebook that day left me going D:.
In other news, I had my interview at the library for volunteering on Friday and have been volunteering there for the past two days. On Monday, I alphabetized and shelved S-Z of fiction. Today, I did D-H of fiction. I do my best not to get distracted by...the, well, books, and it's been grand practice for relearning my ABCs. I do know them, by the way, I just don't...actively think about them, so I have these moments where I wonder if G and H actually come before I and J, and don't you dare judge me.
It is a little awkward when patrons ask me for help, since I don't...actually know things, like where to find the Health section. I was able to successfully help an Asian guy find the Harry Potter books. I would know where those are. |
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[Jun. 18th, 2009|01:40 am] |
Japan, you just want my money. That's your game, isn't it?
WELL, if you really wanted to win me over, then you should've made a Russia one. YEP. But you didn't. Not that I'm going to be able to resist these guys for long.
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[Jun. 15th, 2009|03:36 am] |
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I've been something of a perpetual grumpy!face for the past few days. This weekend was AnimeNext as well as my cousin, Hayden's seventh birthday party. I wound up unable to attend either because my mom decided to go to Minnesota and spend Thursday-Sunday at the home of Jeff's parents. It's fine that she wanted a little break before her surgery, but...I would've appreciated a little warning before she backed out of the obligations she already had.
I asked her before I pre-registered for the con if she would be able to drive me (since they changed the location this year so that it wasn't easy to get there by public transportation), and she assured me that she would be. This is the con I've gone to every year since...some year in high school. And Delaney was there! I could've attended a con and known people. That would've been exciting.
So, I've basically spent the past few days with just the kittens and Willy for company. Drew...was supposed to be around, but he was quite occupied with his friends.
At least, I should be able to see my relatives for Nicole's birthday in...July.
Have you ever reread a book from your childhood and gone HOLY COW, WHAT at some of the mature things nestled in the work? I've been rereading Jane Yolen's Heart's Blood, a series I enjoyed immensely in grade school. Somehow I completely managed to miss that the girls who work at the baggeries are WHORES. I mean, the guys are talking about how the girls spread their legs, and it's pretty obvious what's going on. Somehow this went over my head. Drew didn't pick up on it either, which makes me feel somewhat better.
This all makes picking out books for my cousins somewhat difficult. I don't think they're even readers, especially since they all have televisions in their rooms but...giving them books can't hurt. I remember being their age and being fine with the material, but I'm wary of my aunts and uncles not being as thrilled.
I had to do SOMETHING when I learned that Nicole, who is thirteen, had read and enjoyed Twilight. Of course, she's young enough that I'm not actually worried about her tastes.
And to round this off! Have some kittens, because I haven't really shared them with livejournal yet. They are still nameless-ish. Drew's thinking of calling the one with the gray nose "Tom", but he keeps having second thoughts.
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[Jun. 7th, 2009|11:44 pm] |
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MoCCA's art festival was fabulous...asides from my near fainting experience. I got to mingle with folks composed of pure awesome and provide them with terrible impressions of myself. The major trio of win would be: Lucy Knisley, Kate Beaton, and Randall Munroe yes, I just stopped being lazy and looked up his name so I would cease calling him xkcd man.
So! I will now share with you the sketches I snagged while I was there, though there are many other neat things (such as prints and books).
( Oh, Kirk. )
( Teddy Roosevelt )
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[Jun. 5th, 2009|12:29 am] |
Wait. Merlin's coming to NBC! I don't need to download it. Scooore.
That said, ABC being damn sneaky about airing the last Pushing Daisies episodes. Seriously, they haven't advertised at all. |
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[May. 30th, 2009|03:29 am] |
Well, I have finished The Demon's Lexicon, and it was awesome, and I HAVE NO ONE TO TALK WITH ABOUT IT. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE B&N BY GIVING ME THIS EARLY? Forever in mourning that the posts for discussions about the book don't open up until June 2nd. That's a very long time to wait for me to babble endlessly.
I am grateful for the fact that the inside cover is much more pleasing than the outside one. I kind of...hate it when there's a real person on the cover. But the inside one has a nice sword and phew.
Um, so, I met with the writers' group today (the powers of Craigslist, ooh~), and I did not meet a gruesome end. It's a pretty interesting lot. Why am I always the baby when it comes to this sort of stuff? There's the girl in charge, who graduated college last year (I think) and is fond of horror, fantasy, and sci-fi. There's a guy in his..thirties, I think, with a wife who has come back from Scotland recently and got his Master's and..is an Economist. He leans to more realistic fiction and apparently used to watch anime. And then there was an Indian fellow who was also in his thirties, went to college for Engineering, has been a taxi cab driver, and will be working at Columbia starting Monday. He's interested in poetry. We have two more people who couldn't come today, Dan who is an office fellow and is thirty-one, and nameIdidnotcatch who is working on a second novel. But still! This shall give me something to do, and I will continue to search for other somethings to do with my summer.
Will this count for your aunt, Megan?
Tomorrow (or rather, today), we're heading out to Long Island to get our kittens. A friend of my mom's coworker took in an abandoned cat and her kittens, and...two of them will come home with us. Willy's thrilled. Really. |
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[May. 28th, 2009|09:05 pm] |
You will read The Demon's Lexicon.
Since it is AMAZING and HILARIOUS.
That said, my copy decided it wanted to arrive early because...something out there decided it loved me. But seriously, it makes me all sorts of happy.
I'm totally willing to whore out my copy if anyone would like a turn with it! |
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[May. 23rd, 2009|06:35 pm] |
No, Becky, you do not actually need Fantastic Children doujinshi just because it exists. And is pretty.
It's terribly overpriced and will only add to the clutter that is your room.
Still haven't actually managed to see Drew for longer than a few seconds. His friends are literally always here. I mean, sleeping in the hammock and his room. Apparently one is currently homeless..so, uh, yea. Jeff doesn't have this excuse though.
We're planning to visit Dad's grave tomorrow since his footstone is finally done and has been put in. Here's to hoping there aren't any errors. (Before they had Peter instead of Paul. Yikes much?)
Next weekend we're going to go see our potential kittens! A friend of a friend of my mom's has been fostering a mother and her four kittens that were abandoned by their owners.
I've learned my lesson though. Grumbling about how an awesome McCoy doesn't appear again in a fabulous fanfic will result in the next fic having...McCoy present through the entire thing. Ho'boy, that was hilarious. OH, HOLY FREUD might replace BUT I RAPED HIM INSTEAD. |
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[May. 22nd, 2009|02:34 am] |
I'm currently reading a fanfic from 1979.
It's just so..so...so well-written. And hilarious.
Icons are on a momentary hold until I a) find a better quality version of the episode I selected (for some reason it's the only low quality one in the batch, oops) and b) beat my brother up for getting rid of my photoshop from the desktop (he moved everything off and onto some external hard drive).
Drew claims that the reason he doesn't hang out with me is due to the fact that I'm always sleeping. Apparently he thought I went to bed around seven last night. I was actually conscious and in the bedroom watching television.
It's turned out that when I claimed that I don't own shoes, I've been fibbing. So far I've found five pairs of sneakers while cleaning my room. I can't even date them anymore. Maybe I can take a picture of them before I give them all the boot. Ohoho, do you see the pun? At last, I can document the awful conditions my sneakers would need to reach before I was allowed to get a new pair. No one else in my family wears sneakers as often as I do, so I'd go through them quickly and then be frowned up.
Random fact: I've been wearing New Balance sneakers since 7th or 8th grade. My history with footwear is relatively boring since most of the time I was stuck with plain, white sneakers for tennis. Most exciting sneakers I've ever owned were purple Skechers in middle school. They were shiny.
Lesson of today: The reason my brother and I never learned to ride bikes isn't due to living in the city or lack of space for bikes or even lack of interest on my parents' part. My dad was afraid that I might fall and break my wrist if I ever road a bike, therefore ending my career in tennis. By default, Drew wasn't allowed to learn because if I couldn't then it wouldn't be fair if he could. Who knew that my mom and dad used to argue about teaching us to ride bikes? |
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[May. 20th, 2009|12:45 am] |
Stolen from </a></font></b></a>![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) sjenhasnopants
❶ Choose an episode of anime or television series you have on your computer. Make sure you're certain you want that one, you cannot change your mind. DO NOT TELL YOUR FLIST WHAT YOU CHOSE.
❷ Make note of how long the episode is here -> 24:44
❸ Ask your flist to choose a time between 00:00 and whatever the length of your episode is. Be specific, (ie: 19:11, 21:09, 02:42)
❹ Make them an icon using THAT FRAME ONLY no matter what it is. And remember, you can only use that ONE episode you chose previous, even if the person posting isn't familiar with it. |
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[May. 19th, 2009|10:01 pm] |
I went through my drawers today, and it was a complete blast from the past. A majority of the clothes are from elementary school, then there was a portion dedicated to sports (Little League uniforms, tennis camp outfits), and a ton of NBS shirts. There were many things that I'm never actually going to wear, such as the class t-shirt from 8th grade, but can't really toss out thanks to sentimental value.
Hidden at the back of the first drawer (the only one I actually have ever used for clothes that I wear) were notebooks from high school. Weird is thinking about how I used to take notes in pencil. Talk about asking for it to smear. I used one giant notebook for ALL of my classes, which made sense back then. Back then I actually used a backpack, which I still have. I do appreciate how much saner the amount of things you need to lug around in college is.
Extra nostalgic was looking through the AP Bio notes and seeing Nella's comments and doodles. It's rare for me to have people I actually know in my classes, so, uh, such ventures do not occur that often these days. My doodles are so lonely.
I also came across the roommate contract that I had with Megan as well as the face we had hanging on the door. How did I forget face? ...I can't even remember if its name was Face or not.
Is it a bit obvious that we're not ones for throwing things away here? I have been tossing out items that I really don't need (notebooks and unnecessary clothes will probably be packed up and sent to live in the basement).
Perhaps we need to invest in bookshelves for all of my books or find a better way of organizing them as opposed to stacking and cramming in whatever available space exists. I'm planning to look into donating various test books (SATS, APs, etc) because tossing them out seems like a waste, especially when dad wouldn't let us fill them out so most of them should be blank.
I stumbled across fourth volume of Wild Half, which is a series that needs more love. Basically it's the story of a teenaged boy and his dog (...who can talk and turn into a human) solving mysteries. There are seventeen volumes, and I have most of them via BookOff. Despite the fact that I cannot actually read them, I enjoyed it quite a lot. Maybe I should bring various series that I adore but are kind of in Japanese to school sometime so those who can read could check them out.
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[May. 17th, 2009|08:09 pm] |
I'm home and whole, and Willy has some nerve. He wouldn't come out of the cage for me! Clearly he has gone too long without me.
We still haven't unpacked my belongings from the car yet.
Also, my room's..something of a mess, so I shall need to be cleaning it up. It will be my goal for this week! Or something like that.
I think what I'd like is for things to work out similar to Heat Guy J. Suddenly, all of the awesome people get to occupy the same room. That's what Denbigh shall be like, except not quite everyone will be there. |
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[May. 11th, 2009|08:56 pm] |
Something Megan must be getting used to by now. |
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[May. 10th, 2009|02:34 am] |
Oh my, he is a charmer.
It's a new trailer, btw. And apologies for those who have already seen it! |
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[May. 5th, 2009|04:16 pm] |
I've figured out the cause of the current spell of wet weather.
It's all due to the fact that we watched Twilight. Bryn Mawr has been transformed into Forks as punishment for our ways. |
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[May. 2nd, 2009|01:37 pm] |
"09 Apr 1927 --- With spring and the spirit of Robin hood invading the campus of Bryn Mawr, College Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania, a group of the college's fair archers turned out to sharpen their shooting eyes. Above, Marion Barber of Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania, takes her turn with the arrows while her comrades look on. --- Image by © Bettmann/CORBIS
http://picasaweb.google.com/craig.stearns/BrynMawrCollege#5300218720003684178 "
Way too awesome. Bryn Mawr's been preparing for those zombies for a long, long time! |
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