Thirty Bucks

Thu, 13 Jan 2005 17:18:22 GMT

Hey look, there's a new layout and it's pretty. Sorta. I am not entirely pleased and may turn it brown, but we will seeee.

Sat, 08 Jan 2005 02:08:01 GMT

I REALLY want a paid LJ account.... I have like a thousand icons I want to use, roooar.

I think I've been sleeping entirely too much. But the thing is, I wake up still sleepy. Maybe I'm not getting enough REM sleep.

I dreamed about Lindsay and Peregrine last night, which was totally random. I haven't even thought about Lindsay in ages.

Also, calling all fans of Remus J. Lupin who are watching this LJ: need-need-need fanfic, fanart, theories, etc.; to be posted on fansite run by me and Katie (with some help, hopefully, from Pheep!). Spread the word, yo. :D

Friends-Only

Thu, 30 Dec 2004 05:00:40 GMT

It has been brought to my attention that certain people are monitoring this journal--people that I don't want watching. It's no one that any of you know, but all the same it makes me slightly uncomfortable. Also, with a friends-only journal I feel I have more free rein to say things and be a complete and total jackass; finally, no one reads this but you guys (aside from afore-mentioned ninjas), so it's not a huge change. Comment to be added--I'll delete your comment once you have been. :D

Stolen from Allie.

Wed, 29 Dec 2004 09:41:10 GMT

1. Comment and I'll pick one of your LJ interests and draw you a picture with MS Paint.
2. Put this in your journal. And the pic someone drew for you.

Allie drew me this:
http://www.geocities.com/karoechan/taymcat.txt

Which is actually two interests. XD Yay.

Friends

Wed, 29 Dec 2004 09:03:34 GMT

If you want on my friends list and aren't, please leave a comment on this entry. That said, look, I drew MWPP-era Remus post-vomiting (cos I'd assume the morning after your entire body goes on a weird transforming spree and you spend the night biting and clawing yourself and eating mice [?] you get a bit nauseous), but posted this other places, so I'm just a loser that way:

Piccy.

New Sketch Blog

Sun, 26 Dec 2004 09:01:43 GMT

Well, Pheep and I (and hopefully Allie and Raz!) have started a sketch blog. So those of you who actually wanna wade through my doodles to get to the good stuff (i.e., Allie's, Raz's, and Pheep's) can click here: doodlelive.

:D Yay. Love my scanner.

WOO.

Sat, 25 Dec 2004 23:29:55 GMT

Hello and Merry Christmas all from my
BRAND
NEW
COMPUTER.

Yes. I am elated.

New icon.

Fri, 24 Dec 2004 05:31:13 GMT

Observe my new icon, set aside for posting in those weird OTP/slash/Harry Potter fandom communities and journals.

I know I'm a freak. Leave me alone and let me love it ;-;

It makes me giggle.

Well--

Thu, 23 Dec 2004 01:11:09 GMT

I have couch. I am nineteen.

HA.

Anyway.

Today was possibly the slowest, laziest day in the history of the universe. I'm looking forward tomorrow--devoting the whole day to scrubbing the house, which I actually enjoy if I have time to devote to it and all that. And since the kids will be here I can enlist them as slave labour.

My younger brother bought me a Jack Sparrow poster, so now the wall immediately beside my bed is just covered in beautiful people. Beck, Johnny Depp as Jack Sparrow, Jim Morrison, Chino Moreno, Rufus Wainwright, and Gary Oldman as Sirius Black.

<3 that wall. Directly across from it is that Faith pic I bought of Isaac and Madeline, too. Rockin'.

July 16th, baby.

Tue, 21 Dec 2004 09:25:32 GMT

Well. Getting a free pair of tri-wings, a port space, and a black rose this weekend did nothing to prevent the fact that I had a horrible day after I got home from Fingo's.

Fingo's was fun, don't get me wrong. We watched a ton of Daria (love that show!) and some fun videos including the best Flash video I've ever seen, ever, including the More Sex Than Me bunny; I sat up and watched Shaun of the Dead even though Krista and Fingo fell asleep, and we all slept in like lazy asses and watched more Daria.

It was after I got home. I don't know. It was one of those rare moods I have--very, very rare. I just sat down and went blah. I went out and bought gaming dice with Katie, which made me laugh--but other than that it was just a shitty sort of mood all night. I feel slightly better now for any number of reasons and I think I will feel better when the kids get here, because I am going to make them all hot chocolate and we're going to bundle up in here to watch Harry Potter or something else good.

Also I made wallpaper of Trent from Daria and this also makes me happy. He's so adorably inept.

Someone ought to make me an LJ icon of him. Or an AIM one. Or a LJ layout (hey, hey Melody, hey!) and cheer me up. >) Wouldn't that be nice? I have a whole heap of pictures of him thanks to James, for those purposes exactly, but I am lazy.

Also I drew James's ixi earlier and it made me happy briefly, and Pheep sending me Maroon 5 made me briefly ecstatic.

The End.

A really long survey

Mon, 20 Dec 2004 23:03:25 GMT

I got this from Jeff. And I think Tasha had it once?

Bold what is true for you, and then add five more (italicized).

01. I have kissed someone of the same sex on the lips.
02. I see a therapist.
03. I'm the youngest child.
04. I am drawn to things associated with sadness.
05. I did love my gauged earrings.
06. I wear black eyeliner every day.
07. I am extremely influenced by kindness.
08. I love to write.
09. I can't live without lipgloss.
10. I'm probably emotionally scarred. (who isn't?)
11. I lived in Tahoe.
12. I spend money I have.
13. I'll be in college for over 4 years.
14. I love designer handbags.
15. I've had a concussion before. (well, i wasn't diagnosed by a dr., but my health teacher said it was...)
16. I'm not good with confrontation. (not with my dad, otherwise i am)
17. I loved the Backstreet Boys.
18. I have more than a couple of horrible memories. (good thing i can't remember them)
19. I'm addicted to Degrassi.
20. I've tried writing poetry
21. My first kiss was unexpected.
22. I'm not a fan of rap. (Well, mostly)
23. I love taking pictures.
24. I hate girls and boys who are fake.
25. I can be mean when I want to.
26. When I allow myself to get close to people, I get very attached.
27. I am bisexual Semi-true! I am an amoeba.
28. I have way too many pairs of shoes.
29. I was into Hot Wheels as a child.
30. I dress how I feel that day.
31. My room is painted a color other than white.
32. I cry very easily.
33. I'm always early.
34. I barely ever study for tests.
35. My birthday is my favorite holiday.
36. I have too many clothes for my closet/dresser.
37. I am a morning person.
38. I wish I was smarter.
39. I believe that it is wrong to be gay.
40. I don't blame gay people for being gay.
41. No one really knows me.
42. I don't have many bad hair days.
43. I sometimes fight with my parents.
44. I am passionate about my interests.
45. I have had the chicken pox.
46. I'm a hopeless romantic.
47. I feel empty sometimes. (who doesn't?)
48. I am/was clinically depressed at a point in my life.
49. I am no longer depressed because of medication.
50. I am very outgoing.
51. Christmas/Chanukah is my favorite holiday.
52. I can be very insecure.
53. I don't notice it, but I'm told I'm very softspoken.
54. I hate ignorant people.
55. I love the color yellow.
56. I love guys/girls that play the guitar.
57. I state the obvious.
58. I'm a moody person.
59. I sometimes have a low self-confidence.
60. I've contemplated suicide.
61. I hate cleaning my room.
62. I tend to get jealous.
63. I like to play video games.
64. I love John Mayer.
65. I get more upset when I see an animal hurt than a person.
66. I'm a vegetarian/vegan/don't eat meat.
67. I've had a crush on a teacher before.
68. I am too forgiving. (usually)
70. I have a good sense of direction.
71. I'm happy with my life most of the time.
72. I've played a musical instrument for more than 5 years.
73. I can function perfectly well without a girlfriend/boyfriend. (and then some)
74. I love kisses on the forehead.
75. I love the color blue.
76. I don't sew.
77. I am not addicted to drugs.
78. I wear contacts.
79. I don't really care about politics.
80. I hate Bush, but I have reasons to justify it.
81. I don't take criticism well.
82. Conformity is stupid.
83. I love Colin Farrell.
84. Rockerska boys/chicks turn me on.
85. I love my family.
86. I don't mind getting shots.
87. I am a perfectionist when it comes to certain things.
88. I always wanted to learn to play the guitar.
89. I can be too hard on myself.
90. I don't believe that premarital sex is wrong.
91. I don't like my nose. (i love my nose!)
92. I am very religious.
93. I still act like a little kid...sometimes.
94. I am ridiculously indecisive.
95. I believe in a higher power or some form of an afterlife.
96. I love music.
97. I'm in love.
98. I have problems letting go of people.
99. Ashlee Simpson is awesome.
100. I don't really like ice cream.
101. I listened to Raffi as a child.
102. I am proud to be a woman.
103. I want to be loved.
104. I wish I could change the world.
105. I want my tongue pierced.
106. I have my bellybutton pierced.
107. I love thunderstorms.
108. I sell stuff on Ebay.
109. I watch award shows mainly to see what people are wearing.
110. I've been in a relationship for more than 2 years.
111. I'm obsessed with the O.C.
112. I love chinese food.
113. Laguna Beach is awesome.
114. Snow sucks, most of the time.
115. I love summer.
116. I have heard of FIRST robotics
117. I can play at least one song on more than 10 different instruments.
118. I can solve a Rubik's Cube.
119. I have never been skydiving.
120. I live in Connecticut.
121. I own more than the first 5 books in the Love Hina series.
122. I am ticklish EVERYWHERE.
123. I have at least 5 different incense burners.
124. I'd like to have/ have had/ will have a snake for a pet.
125. I have said swears more than 20 times in 5 minutes.
126. I am currently in a love triangle.
127. I wish I was more attractive to the people I actually am interested in with romantic connotations. (i wish i was more attractive in general) (I left Jeffy's comment because it still applies)
128. I freak people out frequently.
129. I have more than 2 cats.
130. I had trouble thinking up my five to add.
131. I think pie is cool.
132. Squirrels are one of my favorite animals.
133. I read at least one book a month.
134. I don't believe in true love.
135. I like to draw.
136. I have a vicious sweet tooth.
137. I love coffee.
138. The majority of my CDs are burned.
139. I am loyal to Nintendo.
140. I am an atheist/agnostic.
141. I think if rabbits took over, the world would be a better place.
142. I love having cereal as a snack.
143. I miss summer.
144. I suck at playing pool.
145. I.. am.. Canadian. :)
146. I sing often enough for my life to be considered a musical.
147. I partake in nerdy activities and I am beyond the point of caring.
148. I can listen to a song 50 times in a row and not be tired of it.
149. I've used the word "lubricious" in a sentence.
150. I am planning at least 5 different get togethers for the future in Las Vegas.
151. I enjoy school.
152. I genuinely care about politics--local, national, and international--and have at least one political hero.
153. The idea of progress is one of the few things in which I have absolute faith.
154. I don't have any particular loyalty to anime or manga as media, although that doesn't mean that I inherently dislike anime or manga.
155. I like debating.
156. I'm happy I no longer have to type the tags for "bold" and "unbold."
157. Using capitals and periods is freaking me out.
158. I have been more than one person in my life.
159. I'm extremely critical.
160. I try. (I love this one, Jifufu!)
161. I have seen at least two entire seasons of Daria.
162. I have read and loved Watership Down.
163. I have fingerpainted in the last six months.
164. I love my nose.
165. I know the value of the pixel.

Fri, 17 Dec 2004 03:15:24 GMT

Tonight I sat outside of MEC Supply for a half hour waiting for John to get out of Anger Management. I was getting pissed by the end of it, since he was about forty-five minutes late, though somewhat comforted by the Pokemon TCG GB game (yay) and a really awesome mix CD Krista made for me a long while back (even yay-er).
This is why I love my brother:
When he got back out to the car, I asked him what had taken so long, knowing full well it wasn't his fault (he would have left as soon as he got there if he could have gotten away with it, and I knew it). He told me that there were two new people in class, one who talked for half an hour and one who talked for fifteen minutes.
"What did they talk about?" I asked.
"Bullshit about who they were and why they had problems. I talked for three minutes my first day."
"What did you do?"
"Well, when it got around to my turn I snatched up my workbook and said, 'I'ma show you rookies how it's done. And I got done in two minutes.'" He grinned at that part--I think he got applause for it. And then he said: "I was so pissed. But I figure Anger Management class isn't a good time to get angry."

HA.

Pheep and Allie have introduced me to Jason Mraz and as much as I hate to admit it, I really like his stuff. Who Needs Shelter is fast becoming one of my favourite songs. It's got everything, man. Even a Santana-esque guitar solo in the middle, how hot is that?

I reread Watership Down this morning. I have come to the conclusion that Watership Down is one of the most fascinating books ever written. I have reread it about ten thousand times (okay, maybe just around thirty) and I still haven't gotten tired of it. Also I want to compile a book of rabbit fables, and I want to illustrate scenes from the book when I am worthy.
Like the scene where Bigwig guts the cat. That was so badass.

Anyway. Talked to Grant for about ten seconds today, that was nice. I miss him. He was my Big Dumb Face person <3

Who wants to make me a new Sirius/Lupin icon and feed my pervy werewolf/convict fancying mood?

I typed that as convinct. I think I want to become a nun.

Taken from Krista.

Tue, 14 Dec 2004 23:09:28 GMT

Most surveys are really boring and I hate them. But.

So you find yourself dead. Can't control what happens next, or can you?

1. The split second before you're about to die, time stops and you can accomplish one last task before the end. What is it?

Listen to my entire music collection and read Watership Down, The Great Gatsby, and The Fuck-Up. Is that one task?

2. The Narcissistic Death is all about you - in what manner did you die?

Painlessly. I'm a wimp. I like Krista's idea of going out laughing, but I wouldn't say at the age of ninety. Maybe seventy.

3. What music/song would you like played at your funeral?

One Foot in the Grave by Beck. :D Not only is it fitting, it's so damned happy. Although, like Krista, I want to have a wake. I think we had that discussion once.

4. RIP? You can do better than that - what final words to the world are etched on your tombstone/urn?

A man said to the Universe,
"Sir, I exist!"
"However," replied the Universe,
"This fact does not create in me
a sense of obligation."
-Stephen Crane

5. Apparently, there's suppose to be happiness in the afterlife. What age are you and what's different about you that makes you oh so happy to be here?

In Heaven none of the fanfic sucks, it rains d20s (ouch) and iced tea (whew, cold), Sirius Black really IS hot gay lovers with Remus Lupin, and I'm 17, as that was possibly the happiest I ever was. Also, there are cats. Lots and lots and lots of cats.

Thanks z_mochachino.

Today.

Tue, 14 Dec 2004 11:39:11 GMT

Today the people who bought the houses and the apartment came and put a padlock on Angelique's door even though she hasn't moved out yet. Pat pretended he didn't know what was going on.

Fucker.

In happier news I think I scored a pair of tris on Furc (hey, taking commissions, any takers lemme know) and finished my Christmas Card for the chatty swap, so I'll be mailing that tomorrow. It's one of my favourite things I ever made so I hope the person who gets it will find some way to scan it for me--if they don't have a scanner--I can't say because that might help give it away! o____o! Or maybe because I don't know. Maybe >>;

I had to duck out of Krista's movie-thing the other day, which sucked, because I wanted to watch Mulan with her :( So here's hoping we'll be able to do that soon. Or else watch ALL THREE extended versions of LotR in a row. My bladder is already protesting.

I decided to come up with a rough estimate today, and I think I have watched Prisoner of Azkaban at least thirty times by now. Some of them didn't count because it was just playing in the background, I SWEAR.

Also, this morning while Nanny watched her redneck court shows I read a book that Stephen King published under a pen name (Richard Bachman). It was called Rage, and it was surprisingly good. It was that demi-stream-of-consciousness fiction a la Kiss Me, Judas and The Fuck-Up (okay, not so much The Fuck-Up) and Perks of Being a Wallflower that I love, only considerably more frightening. I'm not a King fan but if you can get your hands on, I'd suggest it.
I remember discussing Stream of Consciousness writing with my old English teacher once. She gave me a copy of Ordinary People and to this day I detest that book. You win some, etc.

Wistful note: I miss the pretty guy down at the Circle K with the shaky speed-addict hands who always cracked jokes to customers and was polite and counted your change twice and said please and thank you. The guys who work down there right now are total pothead assholes and gave me a nasty look when I actually took a penny out of the "take a penny/leave a penny" tray. I'm sorry, but they're there for a reason and I didn't want 99 cents in change.

I finally found a copy of the first edition of the Changeling: the Dreaming RPG handbook. Unfortunately it's in Nashville and by the time I can get there it will probably be gone, so I'll likely end up hitting up Amazon or eBay or something around my birthday. The kithbooks are way out of my price range--twenty bucks for the cheapest (Redcaps) used and eighty for the priciest (Eshu), also used. So I'll have to do without.
Hooray.

Despite the nature of this entry I am actually in a very good mood. I just laughed for about a half-hour over the conduct of a pompous AIM "developer" on Furcadia who thought to try and intimidate me with technical jargon and the insinuation that he could hack his way around anything any site could throw at him. Dumbass. He made me giggle, except for when he snottily got around to the topic of Photoshop and seemed to be dissing on pixel art, and then I got pissed. But then he got arrogant again and I giggled some more.

Okay, I'm done, bedtime now.

Fri, 10 Dec 2004 06:03:37 GMT

Nicole has made an oath.

No more shitty websites.

No more settling.

Now, off to find pictures of David Thewlis as RJ to use on a fansite layout for me and Katie. Wish me luck, I want this to be the hottest layout I ever made. Melody is my inspiration <3

Wed, 08 Dec 2004 05:22:36 GMT

Step One

- Make a post (public, friends locked, filtered...whatever you're comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related ("I'd love a Snape/Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV.") The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.

- If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.

- Also, make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your LJ, or link to this post (it'll be public) so that the holiday joy will spread.

Step Two

- Surf around your friends list (or friends friends, or just random journals) to see who has posted their list. And now here's the important part:

- If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes someone's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use--or even know where you could get someone's dream purebred Basset Hound for free--do it.

You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf--to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not--it's your call.

There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just...wish, and it might come true. Give, and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special.

My list:

Sirius/Lupin icons, fics in my honour, doodles (G-rated, hahahaha), etc.
Mix CDs, preferably of obscure bands, 60s/70s rock, Hank Williams, and folk music.
A job. Really. :(
Someone to fix my power steering fluid leak.
A blank portrait space and a phoe for the Furcadia alt "Arkham".
Handmade things. I don't even care what. Jewelry, books, drawings, collages, I don't care.
To meet a fun stranger. Offline. As much as I love internet friends I begin to crave social contact, at least in small amounts.
A copy of the movie Wizards by Ralph Bakshi.
A letter, hand-written. Just like Tasha.
Something cute and fuzzy. These things tend to make me happy.

I've got one wish down and plan on getting some more out, too. So. Just because I'm a hopeful sort of person:
Nicole Stamper
2405 Yearwood Ave
Murfreesboro, TN 37130

It appears I am using my LJ again. Hoorah.

Tue, 07 Dec 2004 22:36:19 GMT

Tony's so special he gets one all to himself!
(or maybe it's because I forgot him. Let's just pretend it's because he's that damn special)

Because every time I think of you getting drunk off your ass and ordering several hundred dollars worth of merchandise on Amazon I crack up laughing. Even if I'm at work, or at faire (no shit. I was just sitting there giggling for no apparent reason).
Because you know that personal codes of ethics and responsibility are more important than some dumb frat.
Because you consistently make me laugh.
Because of the sex bot. 'Nuff said.
Because I STILL don't know how to pronounce your screenname!
Because you're so special you got an entry all to yourself.

Stolen from Tasha, it's the second annual "why I love my online friends" rave.

Tue, 07 Dec 2004 22:30:51 GMT

Six Reasons Why You Rock, in Alphabetical Order
(seems it's that time of year again; thanks Tasha)

Mind this applies to online friends only. The rest of you already know XP It was so hard to think of just six. If I forgot anyone, uh, sorry. It was an accident. XD It's not under a cut. Because I don't want it to be.

Allie:
Because you make me feel like I've seen an anime a dozen times when I've never seen it at all, and I don't hate you for it.
Because you're a Taym fangirl.
Because you make me feel useful.
Because you sang me the ENTIRE pokemon rap once. Without pausing.
Because no matter how bad someone feels you have something to say that helps.
Because that picture you took of you looking at your hands in dismay makes me laugh every single time.

Brian1:
Because you always have something funny to say, no matter what the situation is.
Because you use Comic Sans but it doesn't irritate me, because it fits you so well.
Because you write about Donnie Darko for class.
Because you bought Tori a vibrator and a book about why boys don't like her and didn't think she'd be offended.
Because you made my sim teh_hawt.
Because you never tell Melody she can't call you, but she never seems to get to.

Brian2:
Because you're so smart it makes me sick.
Because you seem like the sort of person I'd gravitate to offline.
Because you know the value of gre/ay.
Because you know what the best line of the Grinch song is.
Because you can go entirely silent for hours at a time, only to return with some comment that fits seamlessly into the conversation.
Because your screenname is cute.

Dara:
Because you're one of the only people I know that I can talk to about food (for a half hour solid!) and not feel stupid.
Because you play Furc.
Because we both play Call of Cthulhu the same way.
Because you're Canadian.
Because you automatically spell it leafs.
Because you're as much of a grammar nazi as me and Taz, but catch less flak for it.

Jeff:
Because you have no shame.
Because you're the only person I can argue about men with.
Because you're a cam whore.
Because when you left I realized just how much talking to you really meant to me.
Because you don't sound Comic Sans enough on the phone.
Because you remind me of one of my favourite people offline to a startling degree. Only gay. XD

Jimmi:
I haven't known you long, but you just make me laugh constantly.
Because you're the James to my Jesse.
Because you gave up trying to get Brian to stop calling you Jam, and gave up with grace.
Because you wanted a top hat.
Because you asked to be my neofriend. I don't know why, but I found this charming.
Because you seem like one of the people I'd have known through high school and cried over at graduation because I was leaving them.

Jo:
Because whenever I think of Canada I think automatically of you.
Because After School Orgiies is awesome.
Because you've been my artistic idol for as long as I can remember; because you were one of the original two people who inspired me to start drawing on the computer. Yes, way back when, that was you.
Because you and Shawn are terribly cute.
Because you like bunnies.
Because you keep the best quotes ever.

Katie:
Because I haven't known you long, but I like you instinctively and without prejudice.
Because you have a job you like, and, like Tasha, I find hope in this.
Because you don't take criticism gracefully, but feel, apparently, no shame in it: this is a trait everyone should learn.
Because you are the brunt so often of hypocrites, but continue to do what you do, knowing that their opinion has no bearing on your life.
Because you are confident, something I am not.
Because I like the layout of your profile, so don't ever change it.

Lauren:
Because I miss you.
Because you're my girly-girl counterpart; the Bizarro me.
Because you know when to be smart and when to be silly: a difficult balance to achieve, and one that you do, flawlessly.
Because you are, quite simply, a goddess among mortals.
Because you once had a conversation about wrapping me in tarp and twine and making me eat biscuits.
Because you sang to me on the phone once.

Myu:
Because I thought of sooo many things to put here I almost cried trying to narrow it down.
Because you're the only Furc person I trust to RP with any more.
Because your art makes me want to weep.
Because you ate sushi with me.
Because we both agree that Saldaeans rock.
Because I can use the term "scarier than a Beholder to a level three party" with you and you'll get it.

Pheep:
Because you have a character that's ridiculously fun to draw.
Because your pencil-lineart is God's gift to OC colorists.
Because you can make a conversation about Harry Potter ficdom pairings seem intellectual, and this gives me hope.
Because you have the best away message in the history of away messages.
Because you RP like a mothafucka and it makes me jealous.
Because you put up with my rambling more than anyone else I know.

Tasha:
Because I thought up ten reasons right off the bat and had to narrow down the list.
Because you're the world's greatest grammar nazi.
Because you have the best accent--ever.
Because you make me feel really stupid and Philistine, but I love you for it, because it makes me go out and read things.
Because you have the greatest music ever, the most obscure music ever, and you're never reluctant to share it.
Because you can have a deep and intellectual discussion about Kant's philosophies one second, only to counter that with a link to a picture of a kitten and a prolonged "AWWWWWWWWW!"

Mon, 06 Dec 2004 03:46:23 GMT

This is mostly for Myu, but for anyone who cares: My new AIM name is Saw The Grim.

Goddamnit, Myu. I miss you. Show up some time.

Books.

Thu, 19 Aug 2004 13:02:32 GMT

So I got nostalgic earlier, and some searching around on Amazon has made me hungry for some old kids' books I used to have and adore.

If you have these titles, please, please, please, please, please leave a comment. I'm willing to pay (reasonably--I know what they're worth, and it's not much) or swap books that I have and don't want.

The books I'm looking for are:

King Bidgood's in the Bathtub - Audrey Wood
Animalia - Graeme Base
Tuesday - David Wiesner
The Eleventh Hour - Graeme Base
The Runaway Bunny - Margaret Wise Brown
Strega Nona - Tomie dePaola
The entire "Wizard of Oz" series (especially The Lost Princess of Oz, which was my favourite) - L. Frank Baum
A Wrinkle in Time - Madeleine L'Engle

Some of the books I'm willing to trade, and this is by no means a complete list:
The Whispering Statue (A Nancy Drew book) - Carolyn Keene
Anne of Green Gables - L. M. Montgomery
The Incredible Journey - Sheila Burnford (I hate to part with this one, though. It's one of my favourite books. Love that pit bull.)
The Prince and the Pauper - Mark Twain
The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle - Avi
The Bellmaker - Brian Jacques
Castaways of the Flying Dutchman - Brian Jacques

Also, I am seriously considering starting a LJ community where people can swap old, used children's books. If you're at all interested, I am begging you to let me know.

It's just something I'd love to do.

Ha.

Tue, 17 Aug 2004 09:09:23 GMT

I plan on typing an actual update later. Until this, I would like to note that cat people are the only people who really understand cats.

That said, the person who wrote this article is clearly a cat person.

I laughed so hard my ribs still hurt.

Wee.

Sun, 15 Aug 2004 01:09:39 GMT

Okay so usually I try to avoid taking these things, but I promised someone before I knew what I was getting into.

Type your username with your:

Nose: ikisonfiffth
Elbow: 4rftikklspojnmrfgiogfttyjhu (AHAHAHA)
Tongue: eriksonfufth (I can't believe I just did that)
Chin: erkskinhdfujfvtgfhg
Feet: fretrpoidsp[okjlgfoipkj [HA that doesn't count, I have a big horkin' band-aid on my toe.)
Eyes closed and one finger: eriksonfifth (DAMN I'm good)
Back of your hand: eriksoiunfijfdthb
Palm: erkslnmfgifvgtjh
Mouse: eriksonfifth
Wrist: edrki,d,ksxom gikgthg

[Name] Nicole
[Nicknames] 'Cole, mostly
[Screen name] EriksonFifth, Fifth, or Scottishplay, depending on the site
[Birthday] Jan. 17, 1986
[Age] 18
[Astrological sign?] Capricorn
[Chinese zodiac sign?] Not a clue.
[Location] Murfreesboro, TN
[Marital Status] Amoeba.
[Eye color] Grey.
[Height] 5'8, 5'9. Not sure.
[Parents still together?] Nuupe.
[Siblings?] Older brother (John); younger half-brother (Nathan)
[Nieces/Nephews?] None... yet.
[Kids of your own?] None. HA. None, none, none.
[Grandkids?] ... Yes. >)
[Pets?] A calico cat named Sybil, a beige-hooded white rat named Cocaine, and two fantail goldfish named Chardonnay and Tequila. I also have a pond of goldfish outside, two of which are named Botch and Crit.
[Education?] High school?
[Rent, lease, or own your home?] Soon... soon.
[Have any credit cards?] Eew, no.
[What do you drive?] I don't technically drive, but I have a really old Chevy Lumina named Brunhilda.

Favorites
[ Color] Orange
[ Number ] 9 (lives of a cat, naturally)
[ Animal ] White goldfish, Siamese cats, rats, American Pit Bull Terriers, Elephants. Sort of in that order...
[ Vehicle ] Ehr. Whatever.
[ Flower ] Dandelions. And sometimes, sometimes, white roses. Depends on how mushy I'm feeling.
[ Scent ] That old ylang-ylang myrrh stuff they used to have at Bath and Body Works. I don't think they carry it any more... if anyone's got their hands on any I swear to god I'll pay for it. I LOVE that stuff.
[ Shape ] Ha. Uhm...
[ Drinks ] Sweet tea... the good southern kind that's got so much sugar in it it can support a spoon.
[ Soda ] Sprite, although I try to avoid it.
[ Book ] Watership Down
[ Band ] Beck isn't really a bad, so Sugarcult, Radiohead, or Deftones.
[ Song ] Gramarye by Remy Zero. Sigh, I thought Static would always have top spot.
[ Food ] It varies.

Do you...
[ Color your hair? ] Sometimes.
[ Twirl your hair? ] Rarely.
[ Have tattoos? ] Nope.
[ Piercing? ] Ears... I used to have my eyebrow. It got ripped most of the way out so I gave up.
[ Cheat on tests/homework? ] Homework... not tests.
[ Drink/Smoke? ] Pfft. No.
[ Like roller coasters? ] To a degree.
[ Wish you could live somewhere else] Sometimes. Other times, no. I'd settle for anywhere slightly more urban.
[ Want more piercings? ] Sure, why not?
[ Like cleaning? ] If I'm in the mood, so rarely.
[Write in cursive or print? ] Print, usually. It's easier to read.
[ Carry a donor card? ] Nope. I should.
[ Swear a lot? ] Depends on who I'm with.
[ Own a web cam? ] Nope.
[ Know how to drive? ] Hahaha. I have a license, but what that indicates...
[ Diet? ] Does cutting out cokes count?
[ Own a cell phone? ] No
[ Ever get off the damn computer? ] No. Ask anyone.
[ Habla Espanol? ] Un poco.

Have you ever...
[ Gotten a speeding ticket?] Not yet
[ DUI? ] No.
[ Been in a wreck? ] Sort of.
[ Been arrested? ] No.
[ Been in a fist fight? ] No.
[ Kicked someone in the nuts? ] On accident.
[ Stolen anything? ] Not on purpose.
[ Held a gun? ] Yeah, I think. I seem to dimly recall this.
[ Drank? ] Nope.
[ Been so drunk you couldn't remember your name?] Uh-uh.
[Considered a life of crime? ] If some pinstriped Italian guy came up to me tomorrow with an offer to move a body, I might possibly be tempted. >)
[ Considered being a hooker? ] ... It wouldn't work even if I was interested.
[ Cried over a boy? ] No?
[ Cried over a girl? ] Whyyy doesn't Mo let me see her boobies? No, seriously, no.
[ Lied to someone? ] Psh. All the time. Not friends, though--parents and teachers. I find it difficult to lie to friends.
[ Been in love? ] Nope.
[ Fallen for your best friend? ] Mo, I have this confession to make... XD I'm going to make you nervous before this is over, I swear.
[ Made out with JUST a friend? ] Uhm, no. Try "not anyone."
[Been rejected? ] Never been in a situation to be rejected
[ Used someone? ] Sure, that's what they're there for.
[ Been used? ] I'm sure I have.
[ Been kissed? ] My rat gives me kisses. <3

Now
[Current mood] Bouncy... Chicago music's on. The musical, not the shitty band.
[Current music] Cell Block Tango.
[Current taste] The remnants of seafood salad. Good the first time around, not so much the second.
[Current hair] It's... like it usually is when I just let it dry. Which is flipped out around my chin to annoyingly spritely degree.
[Current annoyance] That I agreed to do this.
[Current smell] Sandalwood incense cones made by that acid-tripping hippie who runs a head shop down the street. Good stuff--he gave it to me free with a burner <3
[Current thing I ought to be doing] Ehr. Sleeping, probably, but I already did that, so ehr.
[Current windows open?] This, Media Player. Which I am now closing.
[Current desktop picture] "Red Rose III" or something like that by some chick/guy on deviantART. It's basically a guy in a big red skirt and it's goooooorgeous. I should post a link, it's a truly lovely piece of photography.
[Current book] Ehr, I'm skipping around at the moment. I've been tending towards the Wheel of Time series in general.
[Current cds in stereo] *pops open* Mr. Jinx by Quarashi, Stereopathic Soulmanure by Beck, a mix CD that Robyn made me that totally rocks, One Hot Minute by the Red Hot Chili Peppers, and some ELO CD, cos I am just that much of a nerd. It's not really working that well last time I checked though.
[Current crush] *snort*
[Current favorite celeb] Uhm... let's see. Bryce Dallas Howard is totally gorgeous, but I'm going through my Paul Bettany stage still.
[Current hate] Lack of focus.
[Current job] *points to stack of about a dozen applications by computer* Heh.

The last time
[Last book you read] All the way through? The Fuck-Up. Just nonchalantly? Path of Daggers, by Robert Jordan.
[Last movie you saw] Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle
[Last thing you had to drink] Sweet tea, and it was damn good.
[Last thing you ate] Seafood salad.
[Last person you talked to on the phone] Alicia.

Do you...
[Do drugs?] Nope.
[Have a dream that keeps coming back?] Sort of. Aspects of it come back repeatedly; the whole dream does not.
[Play an instrument?] I wish.
[Believe there is life on other planets?] Sure, why not.
[Remember your first love?] Amoeba! Hello!
[Still love him/her?] N/A
[Read the newspaper?] Sort of.
[Have any gay or lesbian friends?] Yeah
[Believe in miracles?] Define "miracle."
[Believe it's possible to remain faithful forever?] I doubt it strongly. Then again, I am a cynic.
[Consider yourself tolerant of others?] Depends on who it is.
[Consider love a mistake?] Ha. Yeah.
[Have a favorite candy?] It varies, but I'll say orange slices.
[Do well in school?] Depends on the class.
[Go to or plan to go to college] Yeah. *waves MTSU student ID*
[Wear hats?] From time to time.
[Hate yourself?] Nah.
[Have an obsession?] A few.
[Have a secret crush?] *snort*
[Do they know yet?] *snort*
[Collect anything?] Not purposely.
[Have a best friend?] A couple :D
[Close friends?] A couple.
[Like your handwriting?] Yeah, actually. My lowercase f's are awful cute.
[Care about looks?] Not any more than the next guy. Then again, I'm a girl. Or do you mean other people's? In which case, no.

=Love life=

[First crush] Jesus, I dunno, I was like three.
[First kiss] None?
[Single or attached?] This was way up at the top. Amoeba.
[Ever been in love?] No
[Do you believe in love at first sight?] Bullshit.
[Do you believe in "the one?"] It seems illogical.
[Describe your ideal significant other] Hello! Amoeba! Okay, seriously? Do I have to? Yes?
Uhm. >>; Someone who laughs frequently, doesn't care, knows the difference between "your" and "you're," and... ehr. Amoeba!

Updateyness.

Sat, 14 Aug 2004 10:50:13 GMT

So first here's something I stole from stagedtheology, Tasha-darling.

On your current playlist, hit shuffle and pick the first twenty songs on the list (no matter how cheesy or embarrassing), and write down your favourite line of the song. Try to avoid putting the song title in the line. Then, have your friends comment and see if they know the songs.

Tasha will likely know every. Single. One.

1. You can't teach what you can't sell... I'm not the only one, it seems
2. Listen to me, Butterfly, there's only so much wine you can drink in one life, and it will never be enough to save you from the bottom of your glass
3. Eg mun vaka fyir ter, lifa mi uti horn (I think)
4. Sometimes people cannot cry, and that is why we have dreams, they make us laugh; we have guns, they make us cry
5. You painted a picture of the worst kind of sinner you know; you painted a picture happier than...
6. Hide n' seek, I know that you can see every bit of me
7. And there she was, in platform double suede; yeah, there she was, like disco lemonade
8. If he can't give me proper "credit," I have to let him go
9. I need you my... my black queen
10. Guilt and remorse come with me, they're dyin' to play
11. Never could keep you stable
12. Throw a stone into the sea and wait for it to come back to me
13. I used to see something in the idea, but only once did my hands reach anything beautiful
14. I got the money if you got the time; you said it feels good, I said I'll give it a try... then my mind went dark, we both forgot where your car was parked
15. I can say day, you say night, tell me it's black when I know that it's white
16. I wanna sleep with common people, like you
17. She started calling me hero--told me stories of her life and the courage was sublime
18. And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for the cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? Did you exchange a walk-on part in the war for the lead role in a cage? (lotsa lines :D)
19. Everything's good, long as it stays still--coins jingle in my brain. And you been watching me through your jewelry
20. You took her down to the basement, seventeen but I was your friend, think I never ever knew? I knew what happened

Okay, so now that that's out of the way, update-wise, not much. I got my license, am applying to a shitload of places, went apartment shopping with Maux (modiddle), and don't want to talk about any of it. The end.

Someone needs to buy me a devart account. Also, I sorta miss my gryphon on Furc. Le sigh.

My updates get more and more inane. Why do I bother?

I'm in a remarkably good mood. Not that this is unusual.

Thu, 29 Jul 2004 23:56:08 GMT

Ordinarily I wouldn't post this, but it's Mo and anyway it's so... if it weren't a date, it's pretty much true XD. Well, except the getting lucky thing. But yeah, eating at McDonalds, pulling fingers. Good times.

Customs

Thu, 29 Jul 2004 21:13:30 GMT

Hello and good afternoon from the lovely--I think--MTSU campus, where I am currently sitting in front of a computer and trying desperately to find something to do since I located all my seats-available classes.
I typed a HUGE LONG thing under this LJ cut. Read it if you are as bored as I was typing it:

Yes, today is Customs, the once-campily-themed, now vague-university-traditional freshman orientation for Middle Tennessee State University. I have had an utterly dull but extremely productive morning (funny how those two coincide so frequently, isn't it?) and am currently passing the time by pecking away at the keys as loudly as possible--since I don't know how to type quietly. I'm waiting to attract sideways glances from suspicious students and advisors.

I am in a room occupied by potential digital animation, journalism, and digital media majors. From what I can see, this is an extremely diverse group--not the collective nerds of the accountants majors or the spiky-haired, vintage T-shirt liberal arts crew. We have a miniature gangstah in bubblegum pink (how very secure in his masculinity he must be!), a charming but rather ditzy athlete, a fuzzy-haired rocker-kid who hasn't said a word to anyone since I've seen him--and me, among others. I'm not sure how someone else typing this same entry would describe me. "Overweight Beatles-shirt wearing chick with the ugly bandana in her hair" maybe.

I was inordinately pleased to run into Hilary earlier. I hadn't seen a person I knew, aside from a kid I vaguely recognized from Mr. Netherton's ~~ninth circle of hell~~ Graphic Arts classes. We had an enjoyable "Neddy-bashing" session before the meeting with the deans, and in that moment we secured that fleeting and unique bond only attained by two people with shared hatreds in a large group of strangers. We mentally and emotionally clung to one another while maintaining a carefully-calculated physical distance until our differing majors separated us and he vanished across the courtyard to choose classes for his lofty major of Digital Graphic Design--or something like that.

They have grouped us into countries. I am in the Netherlands. For some reason, this makes me laugh.

I am feeling particularly literary at the moment--I attribute it to the scholarly nature of the air around any college campus, undimmed even by a student advisor from a fraternity cheerfully relating to us the story of how he flipped off a campus officer freshman year. Somehow that solemn aura of education hangs over the place like a damned smog--it's highly unpleasant and leads me to use words like "scholarly," "solemn," and "damned."

While waiting to register with our respective "countries" this morning I took some notes on my company, scribbled in the notebook I usually use to jot notes and doodles to Mo during RP.

I noted that of the several musical ringtones that I heard, I recognized only one and was pleased to note that it was Hey Ya. Most of them sounded distinctly hip-hop in nature I felt tragically uncool at not being able to even distantly place a title or a musician on them.

I noticed that the girl beside me for some reason reminded me of Tasha, and this made me want to talk to her, but I knew that she wasn't a crazy RPG-playing, folk-music-listening agnostic Minnesotan, and so I refrained and wished that I knew most of the people I knew online in real life so I could call them up from a payphone in the lobby and whine to them to wake up so I could tell them about all the people there.

I created an assortment of doodles and developed a hand cramp from leaning against the wall and propping the tiny notebook in front of my face to draw. The last picture in the book at the moment is a cartoon of me with my hands extended, drooling, zombie-style, demanding brains. It about sums up how I felt at that moment. Typing this up, however, has somewhat rejuvenated me.

I played dice with myself--I had an assortment in my purse from my last RP session, since I forgot to take them out--during the vice president's speech, and lost. I played again using d10s and won.

I am in sore need of a d20 that does not hate me. I have yet to roll above a twelve consistently on either die that I have. They're so cute though--a matched pair. One is red with white numbers, the other vice versa.

I have rambled long enough, and although it pains me to have to once again lapse into mindlessly staring at the screen, I have to.

If you read this--thank you. At least you made this semi-worthwhile.