We were musically serenaded at work today. A quartet turned sextet, or were there seven of them?
Anyway they played on first floor this afternoon so we got to jam to classical music for an hour.
It was pretty much me and John Boy paired up all day. We had a lot of fun, we always talk comics and music and movies and all that.
But I felt bad today cause with all the music and stuff on the first floor I couldn't like distract from the performance so I stayed behind the desk the whole time. Felt semi-lazy. And then of course Boss's Boss's Boss is there in the audience. But it's not like I can walk in front of them to put out new books and fix the displays.
So I stayed at the desk and helped people there. Trying not to go stir-crazy as it's slow on Sundays. But I learned a lot. Cause they played something from Beauty and the Beast I guess - Wordie explained it - which led me to Charles Perrault (even though it wasn't one of his) - which led me to other random history stuff.
Things I learned about today at work:
-The Labyrinth of Versailles - apparently before Perrault became Perrault the awful and gruesome fairytale author he was some sort of advisor to the king. Anyway, he once advised the king who had recently built this giant labyrinth - the whole maze deal with giant hedges and everything - that instead of having it just shrubs that he should include fountains. He said they should dedicate a fountain to each of Aesop's Fables and then put an inscription on each and they could use it as a way to teach the king's son aka the dauphin to read. So they had 39 statues plus two in the entry. And it sounds super cool! And I'd go visit it but then like a few years later they destroyed the whole thing!! and replaced it with some sort of exotic forest thing instead. Now only pieces of those fountains are left and they put them in the museum.
But isn't that cool?
Or am I just giving you another example of how big of a nerd I am?
If so here's another.
Anyway, so Beauty and the Beast led me to Charles Perrault which led me to the Labyrinth of Versailles which led me to the Affair of the Diamond Necklace - sounds like a cheesy romance novel right? No, but you're close - because the incident happened in the labyrinth.
Keep in mind that history isn't really my strongpoint so if you know this already just roll with it.
The story behind this one is that there's this necklace that was made for one of the king's mistresses and by the time it's finished the king is dead and his mistress is banished and now there's a new king. The jeweler is going broke cause the necklace was so expensive to make so he wants the new king aka Louis XVI to buy it from him and give it to his queen aka Marie Antoinette, but he refuses. So in comes a con-artist named Jeanne de Saint-Rémy de Valois and she basically had it out for Marie Antoinette. She decided that she was going to get the necklace for herself and use it to make lots of money and hopefully tarnish the queen's name in the process.
She became the mistress of a Cardinal named Rohan - I know right?! - who was not so high on the queen's favorite people in the world list. So, Jeanne, knowing this, convinced him she was friends with the queen and he could use her to his advantage to get back in the queen's good graces. Jeanne, who was obviously not friends with the queen, convinced him to write the queen letters, and then Jeanne intercepted them and sent them to a forger named Rétaux de Villette who responded to the letters in what Jeanne convinced him was the queen's handwriting. Eventually he began to believe the queen was in love with him - cause Rétaux was very persuasive in his letters - and he told Jeanne he wanted to meet the queen privately.
Jeanne, who has vast amounts of resources apparently but hey she's a con artist, hires a prostitute (Nicole Lequay d'Oliva) who looks like the queen and has her pretend to be Marie Antoinette and meet up with the Cardinal IN THE LABYRINTH OF VERSAILLES - see how it ties together?
He fell for it and so Jeanne kicked it up a notch. She started borrowing large amounts of money from the Cardinal claiming it was for one of the queen's charities and became very rich very quickly. She then convinced the jewelers that she could help convince Marie Antoinette to buy the necklace and save them from going completely broke.
In the meantime Rétaux is still writing letters back to the Cardinal as the queen so in one of them Jeanne makes him ask Rohan to get the necklace for her, claiming it would look bad in this time of poverty if Marie Antoinette was to buy lavish jewelry herself. He then goes and shows the jewelers the letters convincing them that the queen will pay for it, takes the necklace and gives it to who he thinks is one of the queen's lackeys but is actually Jeanne's real husband - who was secretly in on this whole thing. The husband took it to London and hawked it getting the money for himself and Jeanne.
When the jewelers came looking for payment they showed him the letters again but they said it wouldn't do so they talked to the real queen aka Marie Antoinette who obviously had no idea what the hell they were talking about. The king and queen summoned Rohan the Cardinal and he showed them the letters, which again Marie Antoinette didn't know about, so they arrested Rohan and sent him to the Bastille. On his way to prison he got word to Jeanne to destroy the rest of the letters which she did.
Soonafter Jeanne is arrested, as is Nicole and the forger Rétaux and then there's this giant trial. The Cardinal is eventually aquitted along with Nicole, Rétaux is banished, Jeanne's husband is sent to sail off on some ship for life, and Jeanne is sentenced to be beaten and sent to the prostitute's prison.
BUT! She's a con artist, so she escapes FROM PRISON!! dressed as a boy of all things. Again, this chick has some serious resources man. I really want to hate her, I do, but I'm just in awe. She hides out in London and writes her memoirs.
This whole trial thing was supposed to fix the royal's image but it just made it worse. For some reason people accused Marie Antoinette of being behind the whole plot because she hated Rohan. They thought she hired Jeanne and her husband to take down the Cardinal. And, since Jeanne is a con artist and very convincing, many people believed it!
Which I think is crap, but hey the queen wasn't exactly a gentle and innocent person.
This whole extravanganza inspired multiple novels including one by Alexandre Dumas aka "The Three Musketeers" author (amongst other works) and a movie starring Hillary Swank as Jeanne.
Which flopped, sad day.
And that's your history lesson for the day.
If you knew it already congratulations! But you still read the whole thing cause you're reading this.
So there!
I still had to laugh though, for my birthday I got the funniest card ever from the Cool Aunt. It has a picture of Marie Antoinette on the cover and says "All I said was Let's have cake! or Let's eat cake! or something like that and suddenly everyone got all pissy!" then you open it and it says, "Don't party with peasants. They ruin everything."
It's true, you know? Us simple folk? We're just lame.
Anyway, I found the whole thing fascinating as I have become interested - as of late - in the French Revolution. I blame this fact entirely on the Library Goddess. And I'm sure she'd own up to it. Cause she made us read this book by Jennifer Donnelly called "Revolution" for her young adult literature class.
Read it.
It will change your outlook on life!
Or maybe not, but it certainly shook up my life for two days, I couldn't put it down!! but had to cause you know I had to work and all that.
It was like the Hunger Games - though there were no similarities in the storyline other than a strong female protagonist - in that my life revolved around that book when I was reading it. Nothing else mattered, I just wanted to finish the damn book cause I had to know what happened.
At the moment I'm pretty sure it's at Smo's apartment, perhaps I can steal it back from her this weekend.
And I want to re-read the Hunger Games this week but I don't know if that will happen or not.
This week is pretty busy. For starters, Sketch is coming tomorrow, woohoo! and staying for a few days, then Friday is the Hunger Games with Slim Shady, Fearless Leader and our yet-to-be-nicknamed newest awesome Supervisor, who happens to be our age.
And Saturday! is an old friend's wedding and it will be party central. She was one of the bridesmaids in my college roommate's cowboy boot wedding - we all went to high school together. I'm dragging the boyfriend along, he seems thrilled let me tell you, though I did give him an out on multiple occasions and he took none of them.
I told him he didn't have to wear a tie, though I'm sure I will have to wear something of extravagance more than jeans because my sisters would kill me.
That has yet to be decided. The wardrobe choice I mean, not that they'd kill me we already know that for sure.
Anyway, I don't have to be awake until like 3 tomorrow cause I don't start until 4 so I'm gonna go back to editing cause I'm sure no more work will get done this week. Sketch is good with the whole distraction thing, I don't get a lot accomplished if she's here or we're on the phone.
Song of the night:
I felt "Witchy Woman" was appropriate for Jeanne's story and found this version...
I'm still debating on what I think about that.
Thoughts?
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Sunday, March 18, 2012
Friday, June 24, 2011
Grad School Verdict + 4 Reviews
Well, the final tally is in with the verdict 1,029 points out of 1,030 points possible. And I was doing so well up until that last submission! Messed up on a citation - big surprise there - but was a total pro up until then. Out of the like 20 something citations, no wait it was 5 citations per book cause you had to do one for the book, one for the author's website, 2 for published reviews and then one for a book like it. So 5 per book and I read 12 books. And had a perfect score until the last one. Man. Grad school. Just... You know... One point, that's just... mean. But I'm done for the summer and I have a new summer song which surprisingly hasn't driven me nuts yet as pop-y as it is. I got sick of Whine Up about a month in.
But I'm done! Cause now I have my final grades, sent in my thank-you's, all that's left now is to write the reviews, oh wait I haven't called my mother...give me a minute.... Called my mother, she told me to celebrate so huzzah!
I'll watch the CWS, route for SC and drink something. Like a Mike's. If I have a Mike's.
*celebration ensues*
Moving on.
I told you earlier I would hit you with the book reviews once the class was finished. Then I got busy with other stuff and after that I just didn't want to do it, but now I have time. There are 12 books, but there's no way I'm reviewing all 12 now. I'm thinking 4 per day. It'll give me something to talk about for the rest of the weekend.
Okay, here we go.
So Book #1 was "Revolution" by Jennifer Donnelly.
Basically, the story is about Andi, a student about to graduate high school. Her brother is killed, her mother goes crazy so her father decides to take her to Paris. Her father, a famous geneticist, is there to test a heart that people claim to be the heart of the dauphin of France. The dauphin of France was the son of the King and Queen during the Revolution. His parents were beheaded and he was imprisoned so the people could live in a democratic world no longer ruled by royalty. While Andi is in France she discovers a diary in an old guitar case that belonged to Alex, the official companion to the dauphin. Alex took care of him, entertained him, and after he was imprisoned tried to free him. The story bounces back from Andi's life to Alex's journal entries. As Andi gets drawn in by Alex's story she notices things in her world start to overlap with Alex's. She must know whether Alex was able to save the dauphin or if it really is his heart that her father is testing.
Scale of Awesome rating: 10/10 - The book is great if you're a fan of historical fiction. Donnelly does a great job of explaining the French Revolution as she's telling the story. I actually researched it after I was done with the book because I became so interested. You learn about it without feeling like she's drowning you in it. I was very impressed.
Book #2 - "Hold Still" by Nina LaCour
Caitlin is the main character in this book. It starts right after her best friend, Ingrid, commits suicide. She doesn't understand why, she has a lot of rage, and then suddenly the summer is over and she has to go back to school and face everyone. Then one day she finds Ingrid's journal under her bed. While reading the journal she begins to understand not only about Ingrid but about herself - as cheesy as that sounds. It's a good book,
Scale of Awesome says: 7/10 - It's a really quick read and actually really different from what I'm used to reading so at first I was resistant. After she found the journal it was hard to put down.
Book #3 was "Bruiser" by Neal Shusterman
This book is told from many perspectives, it kind of bounces back and forth. Tennyson and Bronte are two siblings growing up and going to high school. The book starts just as Bronte starts dating this guy that everyone calls Bruiser. He's big and awkward and doesn't talk to anyone. After finding out that his sister is dating Bruiser, Tennyson decides to follow him home finding an uncle who beats him, a fears-nothing-cause-he's-young brother, and a dead bull. In their front yard. After helping him to dispose of the bull - so glad he only gave us the before and after of that part - he and Bruiser become closer and he begins to notice things. Like, why all of his injuries just suddenly don't exist around Bruiser. I can't really say anything more than that without giving anything away, but read this book. Because it's fantastic.
Scale of Awesome rating: 9/10 - I loved this book! It's funny, it's mysterious, and it's a quick-read. What more can I say?
Book #4 was a Golden Sower nominee "Extra Credit" by Andrew Clements
Abby is awesome at rock climbing. She is not, however, so awesome at everything else, say school. She's failing. And they're going to hold her back. Her only option: extra credit. The teacher gives her choices and puts them in a hat, she pulls out the pen-pal option aka write to a different country back and forth with a pen-pal. This is how she finds herself in contact with Sadeed who is from Afghanistan. Sadeed is the most qualified student at the school her letter was sent to. He knows English so he would be the one to write her back, except, it's improper for a young boy and a young girl to write back and forth in their society, so he writes what his sister says instead. After getting tired of being the scribe he decides to write his own letter and send it along with his sister's. Then Clements throws in some cultural differences, there's drama, and that's all I'm gonna give you cause it's a short book.
Scale of Awesome - for me I'd say 6/10 but it would be a perfect read for a younger adolescent who's wanting more to read than just basic chapter books. Super quick read with big font and not so many pages.
Cool Aunt and I are sad since Vandy is toast. They lost to Florida this afternoon. Total downer man. No more "Black! Gold" this season. Although I may continue to text her that randomly throughout the summer as it is rather amusing. Now I'm saying South Carolina. It would be cool for them to win the last game at Rosenblatt and the first game at the TD-whatever-I'm-still-going-to-call-it-Rosenblatt stadium.
Okay, I have to say I'm really enjoying these Super Cuts commercials on ESPN. I think they're fantastic.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VvfWUjHBNJY
and Esurance
"Raise the roof 1999." that's our victory dance at the smaller branch.
I'm all about raisin' the roof.
Songs tonight:
"Barbara Ann" The Beach Boys
gotta love it.
"That's How Country Boys Roll" Billy Currington
they love mama and jesus and jones...
and yet "Run, Joey, run, Joey, run...." is still in my head. ugh.
OUT! Go SC!
But I'm done! Cause now I have my final grades, sent in my thank-you's, all that's left now is to write the reviews, oh wait I haven't called my mother...give me a minute.... Called my mother, she told me to celebrate so huzzah!
I'll watch the CWS, route for SC and drink something. Like a Mike's. If I have a Mike's.
*celebration ensues*
Moving on.
I told you earlier I would hit you with the book reviews once the class was finished. Then I got busy with other stuff and after that I just didn't want to do it, but now I have time. There are 12 books, but there's no way I'm reviewing all 12 now. I'm thinking 4 per day. It'll give me something to talk about for the rest of the weekend.
Okay, here we go.
So Book #1 was "Revolution" by Jennifer Donnelly.
Basically, the story is about Andi, a student about to graduate high school. Her brother is killed, her mother goes crazy so her father decides to take her to Paris. Her father, a famous geneticist, is there to test a heart that people claim to be the heart of the dauphin of France. The dauphin of France was the son of the King and Queen during the Revolution. His parents were beheaded and he was imprisoned so the people could live in a democratic world no longer ruled by royalty. While Andi is in France she discovers a diary in an old guitar case that belonged to Alex, the official companion to the dauphin. Alex took care of him, entertained him, and after he was imprisoned tried to free him. The story bounces back from Andi's life to Alex's journal entries. As Andi gets drawn in by Alex's story she notices things in her world start to overlap with Alex's. She must know whether Alex was able to save the dauphin or if it really is his heart that her father is testing.
Scale of Awesome rating: 10/10 - The book is great if you're a fan of historical fiction. Donnelly does a great job of explaining the French Revolution as she's telling the story. I actually researched it after I was done with the book because I became so interested. You learn about it without feeling like she's drowning you in it. I was very impressed.
Book #2 - "Hold Still" by Nina LaCour
Caitlin is the main character in this book. It starts right after her best friend, Ingrid, commits suicide. She doesn't understand why, she has a lot of rage, and then suddenly the summer is over and she has to go back to school and face everyone. Then one day she finds Ingrid's journal under her bed. While reading the journal she begins to understand not only about Ingrid but about herself - as cheesy as that sounds. It's a good book,
Scale of Awesome says: 7/10 - It's a really quick read and actually really different from what I'm used to reading so at first I was resistant. After she found the journal it was hard to put down.
Book #3 was "Bruiser" by Neal Shusterman
This book is told from many perspectives, it kind of bounces back and forth. Tennyson and Bronte are two siblings growing up and going to high school. The book starts just as Bronte starts dating this guy that everyone calls Bruiser. He's big and awkward and doesn't talk to anyone. After finding out that his sister is dating Bruiser, Tennyson decides to follow him home finding an uncle who beats him, a fears-nothing-cause-he's-young brother, and a dead bull. In their front yard. After helping him to dispose of the bull - so glad he only gave us the before and after of that part - he and Bruiser become closer and he begins to notice things. Like, why all of his injuries just suddenly don't exist around Bruiser. I can't really say anything more than that without giving anything away, but read this book. Because it's fantastic.
Scale of Awesome rating: 9/10 - I loved this book! It's funny, it's mysterious, and it's a quick-read. What more can I say?
Book #4 was a Golden Sower nominee "Extra Credit" by Andrew Clements
Abby is awesome at rock climbing. She is not, however, so awesome at everything else, say school. She's failing. And they're going to hold her back. Her only option: extra credit. The teacher gives her choices and puts them in a hat, she pulls out the pen-pal option aka write to a different country back and forth with a pen-pal. This is how she finds herself in contact with Sadeed who is from Afghanistan. Sadeed is the most qualified student at the school her letter was sent to. He knows English so he would be the one to write her back, except, it's improper for a young boy and a young girl to write back and forth in their society, so he writes what his sister says instead. After getting tired of being the scribe he decides to write his own letter and send it along with his sister's. Then Clements throws in some cultural differences, there's drama, and that's all I'm gonna give you cause it's a short book.
Scale of Awesome - for me I'd say 6/10 but it would be a perfect read for a younger adolescent who's wanting more to read than just basic chapter books. Super quick read with big font and not so many pages.
Cool Aunt and I are sad since Vandy is toast. They lost to Florida this afternoon. Total downer man. No more "Black! Gold" this season. Although I may continue to text her that randomly throughout the summer as it is rather amusing. Now I'm saying South Carolina. It would be cool for them to win the last game at Rosenblatt and the first game at the TD-whatever-I'm-still-going-to-call-it-Rosenblatt stadium.
Okay, I have to say I'm really enjoying these Super Cuts commercials on ESPN. I think they're fantastic.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VvfWUjHBNJY
and Esurance
"Raise the roof 1999." that's our victory dance at the smaller branch.
I'm all about raisin' the roof.
Songs tonight:
"Barbara Ann" The Beach Boys
gotta love it.
"That's How Country Boys Roll" Billy Currington
they love mama and jesus and jones...
and yet "Run, Joey, run, Joey, run...." is still in my head. ugh.
OUT! Go SC!
Friday, June 10, 2011
Impromptu speech-writing
I am brilliant. Genius. So genius that I wrote an entire booktalk today - planned everything out, drafted it, finalized it and completely forgot that I lent my copy of the book to a friend. And now, as I need a physical copy of the book for the booktalk, I'm screwed.
So, I'm going to write a new booktalk on the spot.
Right now.
Three minute speech.
Not a big deal, right?
Okay, to start pick a book...hmmm... well I was going to use Revolution by Jennifer Donnelly, and as much as I freaking love that book and could probably talk about it for more than three minutes, I really hated that booktalk. Like hated it with a passion. I spent all day on it reading it over now I still hate it. But I hate all my writings. Ask Sketch, it drives her bananas. But I can't help that they're crap. I try, but it's all crap. This blog is mostly crap. Yet you still read it, hmmm...
That's another thing with me, I get sidetracked and go off on tangents. So, no more tangents, only booktalks.
So, picking a book...hmm... which book has affected me the most during the semester other than the earth-shattering Revolution? easy answer. Zombies vs. Unicorns. Yes! I should totally do my booktalk on Zombies vs. Unicorns. I've probably talked more about that book with people than I have with Revolution anyway. And I know that I've rambled about it more on here! But that can easily be blamed on cough medicine. Go here: My Life in Closed Captions: sickness, bee stings, greek mythology, zombies, un...
Okay, so book is picked. Zombies vs. Unicorns by Holly Black and Justine Larbalestier. Crap, should learn how to pronounce that for the talk tomorrow. Will look up pronunciation on google later. Focus now.
Okay...soo...introduction...hmm.... OH!
There have been many great debates over the years. Obama vs. McCain, Chuck Norris vs. Chuck Norris, Edward vs. Jacob, but the one debate I want you to focus on today is the debate of all debates, the quandary of all quandaries...is it quandarys or quandaries? doesn't matter this'll be verbal Zombies vs. Unicorns.
Okay, that was crap but I'm going with it anyway sooo...exposition!
This novel is a collection of stories about zombies and unicorns. Each has chosen a side - except for one who tried to do a crossover and failed epically probably shouldn't say that okay scratch that going back
Each has chosen a side, Team Zombie or Team Unicorn. Team Zombie is led by Justine Larbalestier, she says that Zombies are a walking entropy. They are the dissolute wreck of consumerism. They are the eventual death that faces us all. They are a metaphor for slavery, conformity, and oblivion. What are unicorns? Fluffy, monochrome, sticky tedium. There's no way I'm going to remember all that.
Okay cut it short,
Team Zombie is led by Justine Larbalestier, she says Zombies are a metaphor for slavery, conformity and oblivion. And what are unicorns? Fluffy, monochrome, sticky tedium.
Team Unicorn is led by Holly Black who says Seriously? You don't like unicorns? What kind of person doesn't like unicorns? Zombies shamble. I disapprove of shambling. And they have bits that fall off. You never see a unicorn behaving that way.
There's no way I'm going to remember that either. We'll come back to that part later.
The book goes back and forth with a story about a zombie followed by a story about a unicorn, lather rinse repeat. Yeah, shouldn't use that either. especially in the context of unicorns and zombies, that's creepy. moving on.
Many aspects of Zombies are covered, their love of brains, their strong devotion or hatred for their loved ones, their ability to travel in packs and stare at you, their cold hands, and their undead-ness. There's even stories about zombie children!
EDIT - insert Zombie quote from book
And the same with Unicorns, their ability to heal, their draw to virgins, their desire to help baby unicorns, their devotion to their owners, and you know that big spike thing on their foreheads. There are even stories about the depression that can go along with eternal life and the violence of becoming a killer unicorn. Surprisingly, some of the unicorn stories are even more violent than the zombie ones! Some stories are serious and some are parodies. This is more of a parody.
EDIT - insert unicorn quote
You're getting sleepy, very sleeeeeeeepy....10:56, keep going!
okay, find quotes.
....
...
......
...
....
got them! but i'm totally not typing them on here as they are super long. okay, added EDIT's where quotes go.
Now what? Oh, should probably do some sort of conclusion since after including quotes it'll be at least 3 minutes. woops. i'm gonna have to read and record it.
okay outro...is that a word? it's late, i'm tired. i'm going with it. outro:
So, now it's up to you. Which team will you join? Team Zombie or Team Unicorn? Read Zombies vs. Unicorns and maybe it will help you decide.
okay, that's a dumb last line.
Read Zombies vs. Unicorns and make your choice....??? that's dumb too.
Maybe....
So, now it's up to you. Do you like brains? Would you like healing powers? Read Zombies vs. Unicorns by Justine Larbalestier and Holly Black and pick your side, Team Zombie or Team Unicorn.
that was dumb too. okay, gotta find recording device. is around here somewhere.
done! am out. can fix more tomorrow on ride to class.
So, I'm going to write a new booktalk on the spot.
Right now.
Three minute speech.
Not a big deal, right?
Okay, to start pick a book...hmmm... well I was going to use Revolution by Jennifer Donnelly, and as much as I freaking love that book and could probably talk about it for more than three minutes, I really hated that booktalk. Like hated it with a passion. I spent all day on it reading it over now I still hate it. But I hate all my writings. Ask Sketch, it drives her bananas. But I can't help that they're crap. I try, but it's all crap. This blog is mostly crap. Yet you still read it, hmmm...
That's another thing with me, I get sidetracked and go off on tangents. So, no more tangents, only booktalks.
So, picking a book...hmm... which book has affected me the most during the semester other than the earth-shattering Revolution? easy answer. Zombies vs. Unicorns. Yes! I should totally do my booktalk on Zombies vs. Unicorns. I've probably talked more about that book with people than I have with Revolution anyway. And I know that I've rambled about it more on here! But that can easily be blamed on cough medicine. Go here: My Life in Closed Captions: sickness, bee stings, greek mythology, zombies, un...
Okay, so book is picked. Zombies vs. Unicorns by Holly Black and Justine Larbalestier. Crap, should learn how to pronounce that for the talk tomorrow. Will look up pronunciation on google later. Focus now.
Okay...soo...introduction...hmm.... OH!
There have been many great debates over the years. Obama vs. McCain, Chuck Norris vs. Chuck Norris, Edward vs. Jacob, but the one debate I want you to focus on today is the debate of all debates, the quandary of all quandaries...is it quandarys or quandaries? doesn't matter this'll be verbal Zombies vs. Unicorns.
Okay, that was crap but I'm going with it anyway sooo...exposition!
This novel is a collection of stories about zombies and unicorns. Each has chosen a side - except for one who tried to do a crossover and failed epically probably shouldn't say that okay scratch that going back
Each has chosen a side, Team Zombie or Team Unicorn. Team Zombie is led by Justine Larbalestier, she says that Zombies are a walking entropy. They are the dissolute wreck of consumerism. They are the eventual death that faces us all. They are a metaphor for slavery, conformity, and oblivion. What are unicorns? Fluffy, monochrome, sticky tedium. There's no way I'm going to remember all that.
Okay cut it short,
Team Zombie is led by Justine Larbalestier, she says Zombies are a metaphor for slavery, conformity and oblivion. And what are unicorns? Fluffy, monochrome, sticky tedium.
Team Unicorn is led by Holly Black who says Seriously? You don't like unicorns? What kind of person doesn't like unicorns? Zombies shamble. I disapprove of shambling. And they have bits that fall off. You never see a unicorn behaving that way.
There's no way I'm going to remember that either. We'll come back to that part later.
The book goes back and forth with a story about a zombie followed by a story about a unicorn, lather rinse repeat. Yeah, shouldn't use that either. especially in the context of unicorns and zombies, that's creepy. moving on.
Many aspects of Zombies are covered, their love of brains, their strong devotion or hatred for their loved ones, their ability to travel in packs and stare at you, their cold hands, and their undead-ness. There's even stories about zombie children!
EDIT - insert Zombie quote from book
And the same with Unicorns, their ability to heal, their draw to virgins, their desire to help baby unicorns, their devotion to their owners, and you know that big spike thing on their foreheads. There are even stories about the depression that can go along with eternal life and the violence of becoming a killer unicorn. Surprisingly, some of the unicorn stories are even more violent than the zombie ones! Some stories are serious and some are parodies. This is more of a parody.
EDIT - insert unicorn quote
You're getting sleepy, very sleeeeeeeepy....10:56, keep going!
okay, find quotes.
....
...
......
...
....
got them! but i'm totally not typing them on here as they are super long. okay, added EDIT's where quotes go.
Now what? Oh, should probably do some sort of conclusion since after including quotes it'll be at least 3 minutes. woops. i'm gonna have to read and record it.
okay outro...is that a word? it's late, i'm tired. i'm going with it. outro:
So, now it's up to you. Which team will you join? Team Zombie or Team Unicorn? Read Zombies vs. Unicorns and maybe it will help you decide.
okay, that's a dumb last line.
Read Zombies vs. Unicorns and make your choice....??? that's dumb too.
Maybe....
So, now it's up to you. Do you like brains? Would you like healing powers? Read Zombies vs. Unicorns by Justine Larbalestier and Holly Black and pick your side, Team Zombie or Team Unicorn.
that was dumb too. okay, gotta find recording device. is around here somewhere.
done! am out. can fix more tomorrow on ride to class.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Wickham, you mischievous man, You plotted a mischievous plan...
Okay, so for class we have to do 2 activities to go along with one of our books and she gave us a list to choose from. I'm thinking poetry. We could write a poem about a character. But see, my poetry always has to rhyme. If it doesn't then even I don't understand it. And people try to interpret it - even the greatest poets say they just write stuff down to mess with people, it's a proven fact - anyway, it has to rhyme or I hate it. Most of the time I still hate it even if it does rhyme...
Anyway, my point is that I started drafting and all the sudden one of my college portfolios came flying back at me. It was basically the final project to end all projects. My senior year finale as it were. For British Lit 2, we had to do a portfolio on someone or something from that era so I chose to do mine on Jane Austen and in particular Pride and Prejudice. It was sweet, I made musical playlists, I made a boardgame - i'll upload a picture later - I rewrote a bunch of scenes and modernized them, I did a reader's digest condensed version..which by the time I finished it didn't seem as condensed as I planned.
But, one of the other things I did was write poetry about all the main characters. So, of course, for inspiration...and procrastination...I went back and found it buried in my college files. There are so many freaking folders on this computer, it's a mess. One of these days...you know when I'm actually free and have time...totally have to sort through it all. Cause I just uploaded everything from Kate and put it on the external drive then transferred it to Ziva but not like all at once, there were individual loads that were, whatever. My point is my harddrive is a mess and I need to sort it.
Long story short - too late - I found the freaking poetry and am going to post it because I find it amusing...well, some of them amusing. And if you haven't read the book then you probably won't understand - well, maybe if you've seen the movie but probably not - but give it a chance anyway.
Poems directed to the characters of Pride and Prejudice
To Mr. Darcy who seemed such an ass,
Only talking to you if you were of class.
You started off mean
Then turned, as it seems,
To all my expectations surpass.
To Miss Elizabeth Bennet,
Whose family started out in debt.
You fell in love with a jerk,
Which turned out to work,
And Mr. Collins you could forget.
Here’s to Bingley and Jane,
Who seem the only ones sane.
It starts with a dance,
Then just by chance,
Ends with love you can’t contain.
To the crazy mother,
One not easily mistaken for another,
With your mind on the money
Pull it together honey,
Darcy does not have a brother.
For Mr. Bennet the sage,
Who doesn’t attribute knowledge with age,
You think you know all,
‘Til in love with Darcy she falls,
Now he’s asking her hand to engage.
Lydia, what the hell were you thinking?
People will think you’ve been drinking.
You fell in love with a liar,
Who will light you on fire,
And find another lady who’s winking.
Lady Catherine you are such a witch,
Your master plan you did hitch.
You show up and yell,
And Elizabeth you tell,
Saying she’ll never be rich.
Wickham you mischievous man,
You plotted a mischievous plan.
But Lydia is over your head,
Soon you’ll wish you were dead,
Move on to the neighbor Joanne.
Mr. Collins you did propose,
With all of your ribbons and bows.
She said no,
Even though you have dough,
So then the neighbor you chose.
Charlotte you poor little thing,
To Collins you did cling.
You married a preacher,
Whose best feature
Is a sermon that lasts until spring.
Miss Bingley you’re a horrible girl,
Your hair on your fingers you twirl,
You lost him to her,
And now as it were,
Their lives you must watch unfurl.
I mostly enjoy the mother's and Lydia's and Wickham's. aww, memories. I should seriously upload a picture of that boardgame. It was the bomb-diggity, not really, but I thought it was sweet. I think that was my favorite assignment all through college - aside from basically everything we did in Fiction Writing class. I'm a bit of a nerd for writing, if you didn't figure that out already.
Okay, so aside from all that, I did write and post the final version of my teen interview paper, and I finished both books so all that's left is the wiki pages and the activities which I will finish tomorrow - I started on them I just need to finish them. Then, print everything off, pack it in my bag and I'll be ready for class on Saturday. Oh, and figure out my booktalk. I'm using "Revolution" by Jennifer Donnelly because I swear that book is earth-shattering, mind-changing, messes-with-your-brain-and-changes-your-view-on-life-for-the-duration-of-you-reading-it...then it's over and you're like, well crap. I probably shouldn't say that in my book talk. Just a thought. I'll work on that tomorrow when I'm shelving. I get a lot of ideas when I'm shelving. Then of course I forget them when I move to the other library, but still!...will have to write them on arm so I won't forget. Or the quote notebook in my back pocket. That would probably be smarter.
"Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not" Thompson Square
good melody and lyrics
"I am happier even than Jane; she only smiles, I laugh."
out.
Anyway, my point is that I started drafting and all the sudden one of my college portfolios came flying back at me. It was basically the final project to end all projects. My senior year finale as it were. For British Lit 2, we had to do a portfolio on someone or something from that era so I chose to do mine on Jane Austen and in particular Pride and Prejudice. It was sweet, I made musical playlists, I made a boardgame - i'll upload a picture later - I rewrote a bunch of scenes and modernized them, I did a reader's digest condensed version..which by the time I finished it didn't seem as condensed as I planned.
But, one of the other things I did was write poetry about all the main characters. So, of course, for inspiration...and procrastination...I went back and found it buried in my college files. There are so many freaking folders on this computer, it's a mess. One of these days...you know when I'm actually free and have time...totally have to sort through it all. Cause I just uploaded everything from Kate and put it on the external drive then transferred it to Ziva but not like all at once, there were individual loads that were, whatever. My point is my harddrive is a mess and I need to sort it.
Long story short - too late - I found the freaking poetry and am going to post it because I find it amusing...well, some of them amusing. And if you haven't read the book then you probably won't understand - well, maybe if you've seen the movie but probably not - but give it a chance anyway.
Poems directed to the characters of Pride and Prejudice
To Mr. Darcy who seemed such an ass,
Only talking to you if you were of class.
You started off mean
Then turned, as it seems,
To all my expectations surpass.
To Miss Elizabeth Bennet,
Whose family started out in debt.
You fell in love with a jerk,
Which turned out to work,
And Mr. Collins you could forget.
Here’s to Bingley and Jane,
Who seem the only ones sane.
It starts with a dance,
Then just by chance,
Ends with love you can’t contain.
To the crazy mother,
One not easily mistaken for another,
With your mind on the money
Pull it together honey,
Darcy does not have a brother.
For Mr. Bennet the sage,
Who doesn’t attribute knowledge with age,
You think you know all,
‘Til in love with Darcy she falls,
Now he’s asking her hand to engage.
Lydia, what the hell were you thinking?
People will think you’ve been drinking.
You fell in love with a liar,
Who will light you on fire,
And find another lady who’s winking.
Lady Catherine you are such a witch,
Your master plan you did hitch.
You show up and yell,
And Elizabeth you tell,
Saying she’ll never be rich.
Wickham you mischievous man,
You plotted a mischievous plan.
But Lydia is over your head,
Soon you’ll wish you were dead,
Move on to the neighbor Joanne.
Mr. Collins you did propose,
With all of your ribbons and bows.
She said no,
Even though you have dough,
So then the neighbor you chose.
Charlotte you poor little thing,
To Collins you did cling.
You married a preacher,
Whose best feature
Is a sermon that lasts until spring.
Miss Bingley you’re a horrible girl,
Your hair on your fingers you twirl,
You lost him to her,
And now as it were,
Their lives you must watch unfurl.
I mostly enjoy the mother's and Lydia's and Wickham's. aww, memories. I should seriously upload a picture of that boardgame. It was the bomb-diggity, not really, but I thought it was sweet. I think that was my favorite assignment all through college - aside from basically everything we did in Fiction Writing class. I'm a bit of a nerd for writing, if you didn't figure that out already.
Okay, so aside from all that, I did write and post the final version of my teen interview paper, and I finished both books so all that's left is the wiki pages and the activities which I will finish tomorrow - I started on them I just need to finish them. Then, print everything off, pack it in my bag and I'll be ready for class on Saturday. Oh, and figure out my booktalk. I'm using "Revolution" by Jennifer Donnelly because I swear that book is earth-shattering, mind-changing, messes-with-your-brain-and-changes-your-view-on-life-for-the-duration-of-you-reading-it...then it's over and you're like, well crap. I probably shouldn't say that in my book talk. Just a thought. I'll work on that tomorrow when I'm shelving. I get a lot of ideas when I'm shelving. Then of course I forget them when I move to the other library, but still!...will have to write them on arm so I won't forget. Or the quote notebook in my back pocket. That would probably be smarter.
"Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not" Thompson Square
good melody and lyrics
"I am happier even than Jane; she only smiles, I laugh."
out.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
So you'll remember what I forgot to say...
Write this down!
Class today was awesome, as always. Had to stop for gas on the way. See, Maggie used to beep at me when I was running out of gas, Jarvis just has this light in the corner of the dash. And I'm soooo good at checking the dash...not. Ask my parents. "How long as that oil gage been broken?" "Um, a while?" "WHAT?!"
So, 12 books in 6 weeks. 2 down, 2 for next week. Soon it'll be an audio book, got it off Amazon.com and apprently it's really long but since I'm not driving back and forth between practice and here anymore I'll have to load it on my computer and put it on my ipod. That's always in my pocket...along with a quotebook, flashdrive with my grandpa's journals and all my camp stuff on it, chunk of concrete from junior year of college (long story), a business card and a bunch of slips of paper that seem to accumulate as the day goes on. I used to write notes on my arms and hands to remember things but it's probably unprofessional to do it in public service so I write them on paper instead.
Okay so now I can officially review them.
Book #1 = "Hold Still" by Nina LaCour
Caitlin finds her best friend's journal under her bed after she commits suicide. Story follows her journey dealing with grief and moving on with her life.
It was okay, nothing I plan on reading again because it was depressing. But it was quick read with a lot of journal entries and some cool pictures.
Book #2 = "Revolution" by Jennifer Donnelly
After her brother dies and her mother goes crazy Andi's father decides to take her to Paris where she finds this diary in an old guitar case that belonged to a girl from the French Revolution. The girl was the official companion to the Dauphin of France - the son of the King and Queen during the French Revolution.
You MUST read this book. I can't say anything more about the plot without giving things away. But you MUST read this book. If you like Historical Fiction it's the perfect read. Even if you don't like Historical Fiction it's a great way to get you interested. I rarely read it but I was hooked from the start. It's funny, it's educational - I seriously looked up facts on the French Revolution and Louis-Charles after I was finished reading it because I had to know - because it's based on a true story. Read this book.
Library Goddess-isms...wait, do I have to do citation for these too?
-"Learning lamaze" lots of deep breathing
-"They don't believe in vowels, what's with that?" roster last names
-"What color was the car?...blue..." a totally indepth question...not.
-"Ha! plus five!" pronounced a difficult last name correctly
-"Donkey Hotey" okay...I can't explain that one
-"I don't care if you have a girl middle and a boy high or a boy middle and a girl high...school! High school!" yeah...haha, gotta include school on that one.
-"Take the call but go down the hall, don't say Hey by the door. We don't care about your hey." but it was like "Hey" as in "Hey, Ho, Hey, Ho" hysterical.
-"Have your dog look at it, I don't care." there were a lot of dog references
-"You will not get a handout for your marriage." true dat.
-"iPad, uPad, we all pad" I don't remember what we were talking about but it was funny
-"There's language we use with our friends and language we don't use with our grandmother." yeah.
Songs for the day:
"Write This Down" George Strait
think I posted this one during 90s week but it's been a while
Tonight I'm going with Grandma (26-year-old-coworker) who I, from now on, will refer to as "Slim Shady" because it's shorter and funnier, are going to see a friend from work's band play. It's Slim Shady because at inservice they made the people who were working on the software transition stand up. I said Stand up Slim Shady and it was funny because that's like anti-her. I'll make it work.
Out!
Class today was awesome, as always. Had to stop for gas on the way. See, Maggie used to beep at me when I was running out of gas, Jarvis just has this light in the corner of the dash. And I'm soooo good at checking the dash...not. Ask my parents. "How long as that oil gage been broken?" "Um, a while?" "WHAT?!"
So, 12 books in 6 weeks. 2 down, 2 for next week. Soon it'll be an audio book, got it off Amazon.com and apprently it's really long but since I'm not driving back and forth between practice and here anymore I'll have to load it on my computer and put it on my ipod. That's always in my pocket...along with a quotebook, flashdrive with my grandpa's journals and all my camp stuff on it, chunk of concrete from junior year of college (long story), a business card and a bunch of slips of paper that seem to accumulate as the day goes on. I used to write notes on my arms and hands to remember things but it's probably unprofessional to do it in public service so I write them on paper instead.
Okay so now I can officially review them.
Book #1 = "Hold Still" by Nina LaCour
Caitlin finds her best friend's journal under her bed after she commits suicide. Story follows her journey dealing with grief and moving on with her life.
It was okay, nothing I plan on reading again because it was depressing. But it was quick read with a lot of journal entries and some cool pictures.
Book #2 = "Revolution" by Jennifer Donnelly
After her brother dies and her mother goes crazy Andi's father decides to take her to Paris where she finds this diary in an old guitar case that belonged to a girl from the French Revolution. The girl was the official companion to the Dauphin of France - the son of the King and Queen during the French Revolution.
You MUST read this book. I can't say anything more about the plot without giving things away. But you MUST read this book. If you like Historical Fiction it's the perfect read. Even if you don't like Historical Fiction it's a great way to get you interested. I rarely read it but I was hooked from the start. It's funny, it's educational - I seriously looked up facts on the French Revolution and Louis-Charles after I was finished reading it because I had to know - because it's based on a true story. Read this book.
Library Goddess-isms...wait, do I have to do citation for these too?
-"Learning lamaze" lots of deep breathing
-"They don't believe in vowels, what's with that?" roster last names
-"What color was the car?...blue..." a totally indepth question...not.
-"Ha! plus five!" pronounced a difficult last name correctly
-"Donkey Hotey" okay...I can't explain that one
-"I don't care if you have a girl middle and a boy high or a boy middle and a girl high...school! High school!" yeah...haha, gotta include school on that one.
-"Take the call but go down the hall, don't say Hey by the door. We don't care about your hey." but it was like "Hey" as in "Hey, Ho, Hey, Ho" hysterical.
-"Have your dog look at it, I don't care." there were a lot of dog references
-"You will not get a handout for your marriage." true dat.
-"iPad, uPad, we all pad" I don't remember what we were talking about but it was funny
-"There's language we use with our friends and language we don't use with our grandmother." yeah.
Songs for the day:
"Write This Down" George Strait
think I posted this one during 90s week but it's been a while
Tonight I'm going with Grandma (26-year-old-coworker) who I, from now on, will refer to as "Slim Shady" because it's shorter and funnier, are going to see a friend from work's band play. It's Slim Shady because at inservice they made the people who were working on the software transition stand up. I said Stand up Slim Shady and it was funny because that's like anti-her. I'll make it work.
Out!
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Wake me when it's in the yard.
I stick true to my grandma’s philosophy on storms. We live in Tornado Alley for Christ’s sake. If we went to the basement every time there was a storm warning we’d never leave! Everyone would be freaking out about the tornados and the wind and the hail and Grandma would just go to bed. “Wake me when it’s in the yard.” Sounds good to me.
So, after hanging at Subway, eating icecream with some of the family we finally decided to just drive back through the storm warnings and the hail and the rain. Oldest sister followed me - M has school tomorrow and I have to work so staying there wasn’t an option.
And I don’t listen to the radio so for all I know we could have been driving straight into storm central. It could have been like a “That 70’s Show” moment. Have you seen the one where Eric has to go pick up Donna at the radio station and he puts in a cassette tape while he’s driving? Meanwhile, you can see the tornado in the background like tearing up houses and stuff. He’s just totally dancing and singing the whole time. Then when he gets there Donna makes a big deal out of him coming to get her and driving through it and he totally freaks out because he’s scared of tornados.
What a day, seriously. Worked 9-1 - staff meeting, backroom, backroom, public service. Got yelled at by an Aide, nicknamed by a supervisor - “big brother” and I are now the “Gruesome Twosome”. I told you we ask a lot of questions, she probably wants to run and hide when we come downstairs, then basically took off as soon as I could to head out for practice.
Practice was good, they were into it, I could hear them, they sang the right words, only needed to be cued a few times. We were like, they’re gonna pull this off! Like shocked. Sent them home and came back for supper in the basement. Lots of parents and family came so that was cool. Then upstairs to the classroom where we hung out, talked things over with them and all that, walked down to the stage together. Start like right away. I’m barely in the door when the first song starts. Song goes great, I’m thinking, alright this is going to work.
After the song…okay, imagine 14 kids wanting to be anywhere else. Now put them all together on a stage, staring off into space, whispering back and forth, arms crossed, messing with their clothes, it was like - people could have slept through it. Seriously. But, there were only a few times they needed to be cued so they were paying attention. Somewhat. I don’t know if it was nerves because of the audience or if they were just tired of it but I could not get any eye contact. Usually, I do motions and dance in the back and distract them so that they’re looking up and smiling and stuff - no, no one would look at me. It was crazy.
But it’s done, and I waved and it’s done. Back to having free time. HA! More time for homework maybe.
Speaking of, duuude. Have you ever read a book or watched a movie that you’re so into that when you turn it off or put it down you have to re-adjust to life as you were living it before the experience? This is one of those books. A book that makes me ignore the music that’s blaring in my headphones so I don’t even hear it because I’m so focused on what happens next. So it doesn’t matter that the play could have gone better. Much better. Because now I get to finish the book. Damn you Library Goddess. You and your good taste in literature. I’m toast for this class. I’m not going to have any time to do anything else but read Young Adult novels. But this one…makes that totally worth it. I’ll give you a Scale of Awesome when I’m done with it. 100 pages left, actually less than that, I could barely put it down before the play. I was late to the beginning of the potluck - which is fine because it’s a potluck so you come and go - because I couldn’t put it down.
Currently, I just feel like an emotional wreck. Completely exhausted. Work was awesome - til I got yelled at - but after that it was good again, the practice was good I was excited for that, then I went home and read so I was totally zombie mode for that zoning out everything but the book, then I started to get a headache at supper, but I got to see my mentor and hang out with some friends so I ignored it, the play was just an experience - something to scrapbook let’s go with that - I totally started crying during one of the songs not because it was good or bad just because of the melody and the lyrics which makes me a cheese ball but it didn’t matter, because no one was looking up at me anyway! HA! After the play was the awards, Nic is always good with that kind of stuff, then they started taking down the set decorations, we headed to get ice cream, I almost puked in the bathroom - when I have a headache for a long time I get nauseous. Ask Oldest sister, she’s got a fun experience involving me in a mall parking lot after seeing “Mr. and Mrs. Smith” with its shaking camera and my going in with a headache. And I love that movie! “Baby, you couldn’t find the button with both hands and a map” but now when I see it all I can think of is a bucket and a parking lot. After the ice cream it was the drama of sitting around waiting for the storms to move on. Which they didn’t so we drove through them. Then I was debating which was worse for my car - driving through the hail and the pressure of it against a moving car, or for it to be in a parking lot like a sitting duck with no where to hide. Which do you think would do more damage? I guess I’ll see what it looks like tomorrow. Then, driving back with Oldest Sister was amusing because for some reason, even though she’s older and has 4 wheel drive, I was the leader, or maybe those are the reasons why she wanted to follow me - who knows - so we were like waving when we got into town and I was going to turn so we were in the lane next to each other and then this other car was between us - pretty sure we weirded them out. But whatever. Now I’m finally back at my apartment, writing this, will post it, then read my book until I fall asleep like last night - I woke up with my book and my big fat cat in my lap. And like, he’s a big cat. So I don’t know how I didn’t wake up when he jumped on me, but I was out. Like out.
Now this is really long so post, then read, then sleep, then work, then finalize homework then get ready for class. Huzzah!
Song for the night - because it’s the same song, well kind of.
“Smells like Teen Spirit” - Nirvana
Here we are now, Entertain us.
Ah, the mosh pit. There were plenty of you at Warped. “She tried to crowd surf and the tide went out.”
Or the Moulin Rouge version
Outside it may be raining, but in here it’s entertaining!
So, after hanging at Subway, eating icecream with some of the family we finally decided to just drive back through the storm warnings and the hail and the rain. Oldest sister followed me - M has school tomorrow and I have to work so staying there wasn’t an option.
And I don’t listen to the radio so for all I know we could have been driving straight into storm central. It could have been like a “That 70’s Show” moment. Have you seen the one where Eric has to go pick up Donna at the radio station and he puts in a cassette tape while he’s driving? Meanwhile, you can see the tornado in the background like tearing up houses and stuff. He’s just totally dancing and singing the whole time. Then when he gets there Donna makes a big deal out of him coming to get her and driving through it and he totally freaks out because he’s scared of tornados.
What a day, seriously. Worked 9-1 - staff meeting, backroom, backroom, public service. Got yelled at by an Aide, nicknamed by a supervisor - “big brother” and I are now the “Gruesome Twosome”. I told you we ask a lot of questions, she probably wants to run and hide when we come downstairs, then basically took off as soon as I could to head out for practice.
Practice was good, they were into it, I could hear them, they sang the right words, only needed to be cued a few times. We were like, they’re gonna pull this off! Like shocked. Sent them home and came back for supper in the basement. Lots of parents and family came so that was cool. Then upstairs to the classroom where we hung out, talked things over with them and all that, walked down to the stage together. Start like right away. I’m barely in the door when the first song starts. Song goes great, I’m thinking, alright this is going to work.
After the song…okay, imagine 14 kids wanting to be anywhere else. Now put them all together on a stage, staring off into space, whispering back and forth, arms crossed, messing with their clothes, it was like - people could have slept through it. Seriously. But, there were only a few times they needed to be cued so they were paying attention. Somewhat. I don’t know if it was nerves because of the audience or if they were just tired of it but I could not get any eye contact. Usually, I do motions and dance in the back and distract them so that they’re looking up and smiling and stuff - no, no one would look at me. It was crazy.
But it’s done, and I waved and it’s done. Back to having free time. HA! More time for homework maybe.
Speaking of, duuude. Have you ever read a book or watched a movie that you’re so into that when you turn it off or put it down you have to re-adjust to life as you were living it before the experience? This is one of those books. A book that makes me ignore the music that’s blaring in my headphones so I don’t even hear it because I’m so focused on what happens next. So it doesn’t matter that the play could have gone better. Much better. Because now I get to finish the book. Damn you Library Goddess. You and your good taste in literature. I’m toast for this class. I’m not going to have any time to do anything else but read Young Adult novels. But this one…makes that totally worth it. I’ll give you a Scale of Awesome when I’m done with it. 100 pages left, actually less than that, I could barely put it down before the play. I was late to the beginning of the potluck - which is fine because it’s a potluck so you come and go - because I couldn’t put it down.
Currently, I just feel like an emotional wreck. Completely exhausted. Work was awesome - til I got yelled at - but after that it was good again, the practice was good I was excited for that, then I went home and read so I was totally zombie mode for that zoning out everything but the book, then I started to get a headache at supper, but I got to see my mentor and hang out with some friends so I ignored it, the play was just an experience - something to scrapbook let’s go with that - I totally started crying during one of the songs not because it was good or bad just because of the melody and the lyrics which makes me a cheese ball but it didn’t matter, because no one was looking up at me anyway! HA! After the play was the awards, Nic is always good with that kind of stuff, then they started taking down the set decorations, we headed to get ice cream, I almost puked in the bathroom - when I have a headache for a long time I get nauseous. Ask Oldest sister, she’s got a fun experience involving me in a mall parking lot after seeing “Mr. and Mrs. Smith” with its shaking camera and my going in with a headache. And I love that movie! “Baby, you couldn’t find the button with both hands and a map” but now when I see it all I can think of is a bucket and a parking lot. After the ice cream it was the drama of sitting around waiting for the storms to move on. Which they didn’t so we drove through them. Then I was debating which was worse for my car - driving through the hail and the pressure of it against a moving car, or for it to be in a parking lot like a sitting duck with no where to hide. Which do you think would do more damage? I guess I’ll see what it looks like tomorrow. Then, driving back with Oldest Sister was amusing because for some reason, even though she’s older and has 4 wheel drive, I was the leader, or maybe those are the reasons why she wanted to follow me - who knows - so we were like waving when we got into town and I was going to turn so we were in the lane next to each other and then this other car was between us - pretty sure we weirded them out. But whatever. Now I’m finally back at my apartment, writing this, will post it, then read my book until I fall asleep like last night - I woke up with my book and my big fat cat in my lap. And like, he’s a big cat. So I don’t know how I didn’t wake up when he jumped on me, but I was out. Like out.
Now this is really long so post, then read, then sleep, then work, then finalize homework then get ready for class. Huzzah!
Song for the night - because it’s the same song, well kind of.
“Smells like Teen Spirit” - Nirvana
Here we are now, Entertain us.
Ah, the mosh pit. There were plenty of you at Warped. “She tried to crowd surf and the tide went out.”
Or the Moulin Rouge version
Outside it may be raining, but in here it’s entertaining!
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