| NaNo ROCKS |
[Nov. 7th, 2008|01:15 am] |
Just wanted to see if this sweet things works:
Holy cow it totally does! SWEET! All those red days are the fault of my shitty internet which is incapable of connecting at the moments I need it most, i.e. right about midnight. It claims I wrote something on Nov. 4. HA! I spit in the face of working while politics are afoot!
No seriously, I'm behind on my homework. But who cares! |
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| HOLY CRAP ELECTIONS |
[Nov. 5th, 2008|01:44 am] |
Whilst looking at facebook statuses I saw one that recalled a familiar moment in my life:
"RIP Democracy July 4, 1776...November 4, 2008"
My exact feelings on the Bush's reelection, with that last date changed a little. At the time I was wisely scolded for my negativity by Ros but didn't give it much thought. I was so offended that my thoughts and feelings could be violated in such a way. Granted, nobody really likes Bush anymore and you can't claim that he did much for the country, but I'm going to have to say he didn't flush it down the toilet. We can claim that safely, right? America isn't on the verge of collapse after eight years?
I think now more than ever Obama's message of change and hope is so important. There is so much negative and cynical energy out there and must be turned around. It's time to unite as a nation. So what if Obama wasn't your favorite candidate or John McCain would have been perfect without Palin as his running mate or you think that America will now turn to socialism (still makes no sense)? There is change in the air. America is clinging onto hope because politics, something that I have failed to see happen in my lifetime. For the first time in the history of the country, we have a black President. We have a black President and sixty years ago they weren't allowed to vote. Let's chew on that. Not our differences.
The country needs to learn how to love and embrace and forgive and heal. We don't all have to be the same party to do so or the same race or religion. We need to remember how to love and work together. To forget hate so people aren't denied the basic human rights of marriage. So that people can't claim America has failed and might collapse in the four years Barack Obama is President.
I was wrong to claim in a moment of pettiness that democracy was dead. It's still clinging to life, but only we can make it thrive.
That's my liberal belief, and I'm stickin' to it! Feeling the love for President elect Barack Obama and gays right now. Hoping everyone else feels it too. |
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| Blaaaaaaaaaaah |
[Sep. 15th, 2008|02:43 pm] |
You know what is annoying? Trying to get all your homework done only to be defeated by the fact that your teacher put a single copy of a book on reserve and the two hours you have free to check it out and copy chapters out of it is the same two hours some other tool in your class has free and they get to it before you do, therefore foiling your attempts to be productive and forcing inconvenience upon you.
Yes. It's true. I'll have to come back in a hour and hope it's here then.
God, could my life be ANY worse? (Note sarcasm)
I went and talked to my Shakespeare professor today and let slip that one day I want to do what he does and he gave me an awesome pep talk about how English grad students end up mostly jobless and without any path in life. I have set myself up to flame out in one of the most glorious ways imaginable.
In other news, a series of wacky events this morning has led me to hypothesize with the help of a friend that today could very well spawn a series of chained events that make your life a black hole of misery until the next day when you realize the entire thing was a misunderstanding and then it's hilarious. Needless to say, I am on the lookout for anything that may go awry in my life on the off chance it'll kick off typical short story plot. I'm pumped! I have at least six and a half more hours of being on campus, so things may very well be lurking in wait for me yet. |
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| SCHOOL |
[Sep. 3rd, 2008|08:14 pm] |
School, school, marching band, school, Shakespeare, school, reading, and little sleep.
It rained today!
Also - I am fully prepared to re-addict myself to caffeine. HELL YEAH. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|12:35 pm] |
WHAT. Happiness abounds? Surely not, no! Well yes, mostly because I got seven hours of sleep last night at the appropriate time for sleeping so while I am tired today, it is more of a general sense that my body craves more of what I do not give it. I find it mildly disturbing, however, that last night I slept possibly the best I have all summer on my couch. My mattress = sucks balls.
I think I desire to go see the new Batman movie again to assure myself that the pure awesome I experienced was not the result of a midnight showing and giddy expectations. Anybody interested?
Furthermore, I am now entirely convinced that my sociology class has ruined me forever. After a movie and discussion I am currently filled with the horrible idea that everything in Disney movies is racist and sexist and I can't shake the feeling. It's eerie. But really, how else do you interpret the song "What Makes the Red Man Red?" It opens with, "Why does he ask you 'how'?" I mean, COME ON. Watching Peter Pan has now become a study in being frightened at the portrayal of Indians and the portrayal of women.
Now, I am to go read about Drag Queens. Hooray! |
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| DUDE |
[Jun. 24th, 2008|04:03 pm] |
Happy birthday, favorite fatty of mine! Yes, it is true, today is the esteemed twenty sixth birthday of one Mr. ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) walkerevans. So go wish him good old wishes. In addition to being totally rad, my brother serves to be probably the only man on the face of the planet who has never let me down or disappointed me and seems to know what I need better than just about anyone. So, have a good one, and sorry I couldn't be there.
If you do happen to be in the area and willing to hug him for me, I would appreciate it muchly. |
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| Starting a book series |
[Jun. 20th, 2008|08:33 am] |
I have decided, due to my inclination to be emo approximately once a week that I should start writing books based off my character, like a Nancy Drew or Hardy Boys type of thing. Gabrielle Roman and the Disproportionate Melancholy. Stuff like that.
Have my first day at the store where I originally wanted to work today! Alas, the owner will be there the entire time. Which means: I will get criticized often and constantly. Hooray! |
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| WHAT |
[Jun. 10th, 2008|08:54 am] |
Somehow, thanks to the gods that be, I got myself a job. Granted, it's Jimmy John's, so I am still firmly in the food service industry, but it's MONEY. Plus, I now work at a slightly upscale food service place.
The woman who interviewed me (us, technically. It was me and two other young fellows) was an interesting character. Sat down and ran her mouth about all her job titles and how she works 100 hours a week (!!!!) and how much she loves the company and how she just went down to Florida, and don't you know group interviews are the best because people aren't real one on one and....
She also had to step away for about fifteen minutes in the middle because of the salmonella outbreak in tomatoes across the country (every place in Columbia has now pulled tomatoes off the shelves and menu). To give an idea of the weirdness of this interview, it started at about ten minutes after five and I didn't get out of there until about six, when she called me approximately two minutes later to tell me that I was hired and to come back in and then I REALLY didn't get out of there until about six-thirty.
What? Oh well. I have a job, and will be leaving for first day training in approximately seven minutes. If I do well at this store I get moved to the downtown location which is about a ten minute walk from where I live and like the black spot of Jimmy John's in the area because it's filled with college kids who fool around all the time.
Maybe this gig won't be so bad... |
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| emoooooooooooooooooooooooo |
[Jun. 7th, 2008|11:06 pm] |
Good God. I need a job and am already going crazy here in Columbia. WHAT THE HELL?
Maybe I will start working on all those writing suggestions people gave me.
List of things that are, in fact, wonderful:
- Watching an entire season of The Bachelor in one day
- Getting a call from my Fatty using "the voice"
- Air conditioning
- Classes starting on Monday
- Completing writing a novel!
There. Now I have no right to be depressed despite the fact I am broke. Done deal.
Oh, also? I think I have decided that science is my new religion. |
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| Just a general pondering... |
[Apr. 10th, 2008|01:16 am] |
This isn't meant to diss kU or anything, I guess, but I have to know:
Rock, chalk.
What the hell does that even mean? At least Mizzou-RAH resembles a hurrah and a huzzah. Come on, folks. |
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| Productive! |
[Mar. 9th, 2008|04:03 am] |
Yeah, this is essentially for Hannah. I apologize ahead of time for still not explaining the angst behind the man this time around. There's a reason, it just hasn't been necessary yet. I think despite that fact and that it hasn't actually been proofread, you might still enjoy it.
The prompts, for the interested:
hormones
vortex
Sango Bay
( Here there be monsters ) |
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| Holy shit! Life! |
[Mar. 5th, 2008|01:00 am] |
It took me approximately twelve hundred years, but I have completed another story. This time about a zombie attack on a college campus that stresses why you should know what to do in case of a zombie apocalypse.
( The Importance of a Zombie Plan ) |
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| Twincest? |
[Feb. 12th, 2008|11:20 pm] |
Ben insisted upon it, so here it is:
Xia Lu Fan and Xia Lu Lan were close as sisters could be. They bathed together and slept together and ate together and assassinated people together and sometimes when the need called for it they even shared the same toothbrush. They had seen each other naked countless times and therefore were totally comfortable with each other's bodies and touching each other in places that would seem strange to people. Being twins, though, it didn't bother them and it should be noted to the public at the large that they were just close. Not involved.
One day when they didn't have to kill anyone Xia Lu Fan and Xia Lu Lan went on a picnic together in a sunny park talking about things important to them and feeding each other cut up sandwiches, chocolate covered strawberries and wine.
While the sun was setting Xia Lu Fan turned to her sister, the lighting made it seem as if a shimmering halo were surrounding her hair. "I love you," she said.
"I love you too," Xia Lu Lan replied to her sister, the sun in her eyes and making them sparkle with the sort of deep emotion that cannot normally be detected by the naked eye.
Xia Lu Fan leaned forward to kiss her sister - on the cheek.
"Can you believe that some people think we're in a romantic relationship?" Xia Lu Lan asked.
"I know," Xia Lu Fan laughed. "Utterly ridiculous."
Then the sisters walked home together holding hands, and later that night they fell asleep cradled in each other's arms.
Yes. They are just close.
The End.
There you go. Suck it.
Does anybody have ideas for why a zombie apocalypse might happen or especially good household items that would be effective in beating zombies away? Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated! |
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| Lent is upon us! |
[Feb. 5th, 2008|11:15 pm] |
While I don't consider myself an especially religious person (my version of God? Gandalf.) I have always thought that participating in Lent is way fun. Informed today by one of my friends who actually attends church that Lent begins tomorrow I did some super quick brainstorming to come up with what I would do for the next forty days.
Unwilling to commit myself to giving anything up in the next several days (recovering from illness tends to make me severely self-indulgent) I decided instead to make the goal of adding something to my life.
For every day of Lent, I am going to write creatively.
A little scary, but it's something that I've been neglecting lately, and I can't really think of a better way to procrastinate on homework than by writing for fun.
This charges you, my dear friends, to help me out! I have a request I am working on for the dear Ros but if anyone has an suggestions, comments, fun little prompts (Hannah, you have full permission to give me as many prompts as your heart desires to continue the adventures of the boys) then I would appreciate it. Writing for other people forces you to actually pump stuff out. Really! Anything! (You name it, I've written it. Although I must say that I draw the line at incest. Or twincest. Especially twincest.)
EDIT: All right, I now have actual obligations to carry out what I have been threatening. Methinks I will post the stories here, but you can continue to comment all throughout the Lent season whenever you want and I will add you to my master list.
At the moment:
1) Story for my bud Jessica
2) Story from prompt for Ros
3) Zombie story (or two)
4) Twincest (as requested by my lovely brother)
5) Something having to do with vortexes and hormones
6) More things having to do with playing cards and orange
7) Something involving soup
8) A romantic story for Mary |
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| What? |
[Jan. 3rd, 2008|01:30 am] |
A new year has rolled around again, and while I enjoyed '07 for the most part, I never felt like I entirely settled. Moving on felt right and I quite enjoyed beginning the year with the Tigers kicking some ass rather than choking pitifully. Good stuff.
Everyone makes lame and cheesy proclamations for the new year or whatever people have been doing, but regardless I feel like I must make a list of stuff that I want to continue so that my life rocks (possibly ROXXORS, but I will withhold judgment until further into 2008):
1) Continue unhealthy obsession with avocado
2) Accept boyfriend-less status and somehow manage to become sex god(dess) anyway
3) Laugh until I pee myself
4) Be healthy! At the very least, give up some god damn soda
5) Call Ben fat even once he has lost the weight. Relentlessly.
6) Try to not be so sleep deprived all the time
7) Tell one person I know something that I think rocks about them a day
There it is! Resolutions that are totally doable, I think. One day gaining the ability to say "no" when people ask me to do stuff will make the list, but I'm not a miracle worker. |
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| About damn time |
[Dec. 10th, 2007|02:12 pm] |
So, I know this is way late. I apologize, Hannah! My studying went on way longer last than I thought. But! I did it, and I got way carried away, and it's totally nuts. This story was concocted to help others feel better during the week of evil finals and hopefully relieve some stress. Not surprisingly for me, there are homosexual undertones. I asked Hannah to give me some prompts and I would create a story based around it. This is what she gave me:
Nikolas Guerra
Job
A highly unusual antique shop
( Without further ado ) |
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| Life is now sucking much less than it has been |
[Nov. 9th, 2007|06:42 pm] |
Thanks to everyone with putting up with my angst for a day. As a treat for you all (haha) I have decided it is time I posted another story in French up in here for your reading pleasure. The translation will be up sometime tomorrow, but I want to give Ben the chance to translate and analyze if he so feels the need like he did last time.
Le Nez
Il était une fois, deux royaumes. Dans un royaume, tous les gens avaient des nez longs, pendant que dans l’autre royaume, les nez étaient courts. Longtemps, les deux rois se détestaient et ils ont construit une paroi pour ne jamais se parler. Le dauphin Henri, avec un nez long, voulait grimper cette paroi depuis qu’il avait trois ans.
Quand Henri avait dix-huit ans, ses parents ont décidé qu’il avait besoin de se marier. En mangeant un soir, sa mère a dit, « Henri, nous allons chercher une femme pour toi. » La reine était une jolie femme, et elle voulait qu’Henri épouse une fille qui était ravissante. « Si tu l’adores, je ne me soucie pas de sa beauté. Ses cheveux peuvent être bruns, châtains ou blonds. J’aime les yeux bleus, mais si ses yeux sont marrons ou verts, c’est bon. Je préfère qu’elle soit gentille, fiable, prudente et drôle. Pourtant, elle peut être irritable, têtue, folle, et très stupide si tu l’adores. Je vais aimer la fille que tu choisis. »
« Merci, maman, » a dit Henri.
Après que la reine ait parlé, le roi à commencé à parler. « Il y a une chose qui reste, Henri.»
« Oui, monsieur ? » a demandé Henri.
Le roi s’est levé et a crié, « La dauphine doit avoir un nez long ! »
« Pas de problème, » a dit Henri. « Toutes les filles que je connais ont des nez très longs. »
Une semaine après son bon anniversaire, Henri a fait de l’équitation. En passant la paroi, une fille est apparue. « Bonjour ! Il fait frais aujourd’hui, non ? » A-t-elle dit.
Henri est tombé par terre et a dit, « Quelle surprise ! » Il a regardé la fille. « Qui êtes-vous ? » a-t-il demandé.
« Je m’appelle Madeleine, » a-t-elle dit. Ses cheveux étaient bruns et ses yeux étaient bleus. Henri pensait que Madeleine était très belle. « J’habite dans le royaume de l’autre côté de la paroi. » Elle a souri. Henri a fait attention à son nez court.
« Vraiment ? » a-t-il demandé. « Je veux grimper cette parois et voir le monde plus que toute autre chose au monde. »
Madeleine a ri. « Pourquoi ? Nous avons les arbres comme vous, et nous avons les maisons et les gens comme vous. »
« Sauf les nez, » a dit Henri. « Les nôtres ne sont pas comme les vôtres. »
« Oui, » elle a dit. « C’est vrai. » Une pendule a sonné cinq heures du soir et Madeleine a eu le souffle coupé. « Je dois partir ! Pardon, mais ma mère crie quand je suis en retard. » Madeleine a commencé à grimper la paroi.
« Attendez ! » a dit Henri. « Je voudrais vous voir encore une fois. »
« A demain, » a-t-elle dit. « Vous grimpez la paroi à onze heures du matin demain. Je vous attendrai. »
Pendant les semaines prochaines Henri et Madeleine se rencontraient chaque jour, mais tout en secret. Ils s’entendaient bien et sont tombés amoureux. Henri voulait que Madeleine rencontre ses parents.
« Ils ne m’aiment pas à cause de mon nez, » a-t-elle dit.
Henri pensait au problème, et finalement, il a découvert la solution. « Un nez faux ! Je te ferrai un faux nez. »
Madeleine n’était pas sûre de cette idée, mais elle l’adorait et alors elle a été d’accord.
Ses parents l’aimaient. La reine pensait que Madeline était plus jolie que toutes les autres filles dans le royaume. Le roi pensait qu’elle était drôle et il aimait qu’elle parle de faire de bons desserts. Henri était très content.
Tout d’un coup, le chat d’Henri est entré. « Un chat ? » Madeleine a demandé. « Je suis allergique aux chats ! » Et puis, elle a éternué et son faux nez est tombé dans sa soupe.
La reine a eu le souffle coupé. « Ce nez ! C’est le vôtre ? »
«Oui, » a dit Madeleine. « C’est le mien. »
La reine et le roi n’ont rien dit.
« C’est le sien, » Henri a dit. « Mais je l’adore pour beaucoup de raisons. Son nez n’est pas important ! Elle est encore intelligente et drôle et -»
« Belle, » la reine a dit. « Elle est très belle, et je veux de beaux petit-fils et belles petit-filles ! »
« Monsieur, » a dit Madeleine. « Je sais toujours faire un gâteau chocolat. »
Le roi a ri. « D’accord. Je suis persuadé que vous serrez une bonne fille. Nous achèterons un chien. »
Après s’être mariés, Henri et Madeleine ont détruit la paroi et les deux royaumes ont habité en harmonie pour toujours.
Le Fin! |
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| angstangstangstangst |
[Nov. 8th, 2007|01:16 pm] |
There is little more that could happen to make me more miserable.
I don't even have a picture of happy from the internet. Life has finally pushed me over and started kicking me so I can't get back up.
I'm like the fat kid picked last in gym. |
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| Wednesday = teh devil |
[Nov. 8th, 2007|02:29 am] |
I have hit the over 5000 word mark on my NaNo, which puts me at pitifully behind. However, if you count homework, I have typed a total of about 4000 words for my papers, and then written more than in lecture and stuff.
School is evil. And the Wednesday we just experienced was one of the worst in recent memory. I need my facebook support group back.
This picture makes me feel infinitely better. |
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| NaNo |
[Nov. 5th, 2007|12:39 am] |
So, the writing frenzy has begun, and thus far everyone is kicking my ass big time. I have begun, but am not a part of the frenzy. Heck, I've barely even taken a nibble, standing strong at under 2000 words. I am failing!
And while I fail, I continue to fall further behind on homework.
Ain't November great?
(Not to get too serious here, levity from the intarwebs:
Have yourselves a lovely evening!) |
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