|Sunday, July 17th, 2005|
10:50 pm - A run-down of what's been up in less than 10 mins...
Gotta be quick, Queer As Folk is starting in 10 mins!|
*Finished Summer A, did pretty well...
*Saw Batman (loved it)
*Saw StarWars Episode III (loved it too)
*Just finished reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (fucking loved it! more later)
*Joined a private writers' group, most exciting...
*Learned that boys will stoop very low to get revenge...
*Learned that boys will stoop very low to make me happy... <3
*Contemplating a different path as far as my thesis is concerned...
*Changing a few things around in my life...
*Lisset's death came as a sad shock, but added some perspective to live I hadn't really considered before...
*I've become more relaxed...
*I'm taking things less serious and just having fun with it (if you can believe I can possibly take anything less serious than I already did)
*I feel more focused...
*I am totally adoring someone, but it's alright, again, all very relaxed...
*I want to go see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory...
*My boys are coming from LA for Labor Day Weekend, that should be grand...
*I still haven't heard from Momo, that bothers me more than anything...
*I'm taking ballet classes again... Don't ask...
*I'm seriously addicted to sangria...
*Speaking of Sangria, for Claudia's birthday the gang headed to Tapas y Tintos where we drank and drank and drank enough sangria to make our blood "Spanish", then we headed to Sushi Samba for some karaoke fun South Beach style... It was lovely to see everyone...
*I just got The Brothers Quay collection...
*I want to go bowling!
*I also want to go scuba diving sometime this summer.. Nici, lets go!!!
*I'm very hungry right now...
*Alfie is growing, he's so adorable...
*It's 11pm, time for QaF! More later!!! Brian Kinney is sooo hot!
current mood: in a hurry!
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|Tuesday, July 12th, 2005|
12:17 am - Books-on-tape...
Monday, July 12, 2004|
...ok more like books-on-CDs.....
As some of you may already know, I do a lot of driving on a daily basis... Quite frankly, it is very tedious.... But I try to make the best out of it.... However, I find myself thinking that listening to music for hours a day while sitting in my car isn't exactly as productive as I'd hope for... Music, I listen to all the time as I'm being productive... But driving, I'd hardly call it that....
So I ventured into a Barnes & Noble trying to find a remedy for the unproductive rush hours.... I bought my first book-on-a-CD today, something I was always against... ("For shame Eli, how dare you listen to an audio book!? What are you, 79 years old or just plain lazy??") Well let me tell you, books-on-CD are nothing to laugh about... They are quite delightful for those moments when you really can't be reading or it is difficult to hold a book (i.e. driving, lifting weights, sex...) My first choice has been A Room With A View by E.M. Forster... I had always been meaning to read that.... or hear that in this case... *chuckle*
I just finished hearing chapter one on my way here and it was just lovely.... Oh, I also got a conversational German kit... Just 3 CDs and I will speak German, so says the box! Ok I know, I need help.... *sigh*
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|Saturday, June 25th, 2005|
5:33 am - Can't sleep, so...
|Friday, June 24th, 2005|
3:33 am - Lissett's funeral information...
BERNARDO GARCIA FUNERAL HOMES (305)557-1010|
865 W 49TH ST
HIALEAH, FL 33012
Friday, June 24, 2005
Call me if you need a ride...
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|Wednesday, June 22nd, 2005|
5:50 pm - Nici, Zayra, Christy, Adam, Sylvia...
I just don't know what to say...|
I can't believe it yet... It's too surreal...
Please call me when you know more about what happened... You all have my phone number...
current mood: crushed
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|Thursday, June 16th, 2005|
11:41 pm - Hutus, XM radio, missing girl, Candy Candy, 2012, and it hurts when I swallow...
Thursday, June 16, 2005|
Hutus, XM radio, missing girl, Candy Candy, 2012, and it hurts when I swallow...
Current mood: sore
Something's wrong with my throat... It's been sore since I woke up... Everytime I swallow, it hurts... No swallowing for me today!
Now let's talk about my latest addiction... My brother got us XM radio... Oh dear Tunare, how did we ever live without this little invention before? They have stand-up comedy channels... STAND UP COMEDY! Genius... Not only that, but they have a zillion different radio stations for all kinds of genres and tastes, and interests... News stations from the world over, talk shows about things that are actually interesting, like the Burmese liberation fighters and such, etc... Honestly darling, this is the way to go when you're trying to listen to good music or news stations and your list of mp3's just doesn't quite cut it (nor Fox/CNN/MSNBC)... I mean, who listens to local radio stations anyway? That is sooooo middle school... But definitely a great way to discover new music, this XM radio thing... Our house is just blossoming into this nerdy wanna-be high tech haven of the (near) future, full of strangely modern musical instruments and equipment that Beethoven would probably faint from all the static... The piano in the living room needs to be re-named to "Dinosaur: A thing of the Past".... Really... You should see my brother's new drum set... It looks like it's from the future! Oh......
Speaking of world news on XM radio, thousands of Hutu refugees are returning to Rwanda from Burundi... Rumor has it that the Burundi government "kicked" them out, which is totally against the refugee charter of the UN... How rude... But truth is no one knows why all these Hutus are returning home... Gee, I don't know, it is home to them... The reason why they left to begin with is because they were fearing for their lives in Rwanda once the Tutsi-dominated government was re-established... They think the Tutsis want to avenge the 1994 genocide by killing these defenseless Hutu refugees... Now now, Rwandans, repeat after me, in the words of Ghandi, an eye for an eye only leaves the world blind. I'm not saying that you have to forgive and forget... I'm just saying, you know, killing these refugees (mostly women and children) isn't going to bring back the 800,000 Tutsis that perished 11 years ago... It isn't going to solve anything and it sure as hell isn't going to end the centuries-old racial tension that has existed among you... It'll only make things worse... My advice to the Tutsis is to just, you know, take the Hutus back peacefully, let them settle, and show them that you are no longer the arrogant oppressive minority that the Belgians turned you into back in the days of colonization... Let's love! Be like your neighboring Tanzania!
Back to the US now... Welll, not quite... Aruba... So, the missing Alabama girl, Natalee Holloway, is still, eh, missing... There are three young men in custody, the two Surinamese brothers, and the Dutch boy... They are presumably the last people Ms. Holloway was seen with... Now, here's the thing... I keep reading these silly blogs where people are actually blaming the girl for "getting wasted" and "leaving with some random dudes" and such... That's not very fair to the girl... Come on now, she's a teenager, 18 years old, celebrating her high school graduation... She's staying at a beach resort in some exotic island with over a hundred other reveling high school graduates, in a country where it is perfectly legal for an 18-year-old to consume alcohol... I can't think of ONE person I know who would have behaved that much differently than she did... Let's be honest, we would all be drunk and partying on our last night just like she was... We'd be taking advantage of our last night in paradise, where we can drink at 18 without getting busted, and stay up all night dancing, making out with random local boys we'll never see again, and just generally behaving in a way we'd never behave back home just because we can... It's what teenagers DO on vacation... Heck, it's what adults on party vacations do... I feel terrible for her family and even more so for her... I really wish people would stop bad-mouthing the girl and instead hope she's found alive, send good thoughts her way and her family's way...
I tried finding one of my favorite childhood cartoons, Candy Candy, on Netflix... No luck... That makes me sad... Anyone know where I can find it? ' It's an anime series from the '80s... Very dramatic for a children's cartoon, complete with love, death, friendship, betrayal, envy, pain, loss, war, sickness, and a lot of teenagers making out.... You know, takes place during World War II, the main girl is an orphan who gets adopted by a wealthy family and her stepsister hates her, then her first love is killed in a horseback riding accident, her second love has to leave her for another girl because said girl risked her life to save him and ended up in a wheelchair, etc... Again, very dramatic for a children's cartoon... Heh...
Dramatic should be the meeting next month, where the Olympic committee gets to choose the host city for the Summer 2012 XXX Olympic games... The contenders are New York City, London, Paris, Moscow, and Madrid... I don't know about you, but I think there's a dance club that has that as their tagline... Paragon, where the beautiful people congregate... With clubs in NYC, London, Paris, Moscow, and Madrid... heh... This has got to be the most chic and fashionable list of candidates for the Olympics... Absolutely fabulous... Sounds more like a flyer for Fashion Week or a Vogue article than an actual sports event thing... Anyway I'm rooting for Moscow, just because it'll be funny to see the Dominican women's volleyball team taking a picture in front of the Kremlin...
And now, for my mandatory contribution to filling your head with useless but tickling information, here's my weird news link of the day: Why you should avoid sex while in space... And I don't mean Space as in the dance club (though you should most definitely avoid sex there too, or having sex with anyone who frequents the place), I mean space space, as in, outside our atmosphere...
OK, have a good thursday! Time to go to class...
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|Monday, June 13th, 2005|
11:42 pm - Leftover pizza rocksz0rz...
Monday, June 13, 2005|
Leftover pizza rocksz0rz....
Current mood: sleepy
Cindy and I went to Babylon on saturday night... Unfortunately, we didn't see Brian Kinney, but we think we saw the genie from Aladdin's magic lamp... He's not really blue you know, not at night anyway...
So, we went back to Cindy's place... We decided it was a good idea to stay up late and watch a movie... She re-heated the left over pizza from our rainy-day-couch-fest friday afternoon (mmmm Andiamo!)... And then we started watching The Thing Called Love with Samantha Mathis and *gasp* River Phoenix (good god why do the good ones always die young?!)... I can't believe I had never seen that movie before...
So, then there's this scene where Samantha Mathis and Dermot Mulroney break into some country singer's car so they can leave his demo tape inside, and they get busted... They get arrested, but then the country singer drops the charges... That's when Cindy turns to me and says, "That's Trisha Yearwood... She's a very famous country singer." And I'm all like, "eh, ok.." But then Cindy goes on... "Oh yeah, she's engaged to Garth Brooks now, another famous country singer... They were married to other people before and they cheated on their spouses for YEARS before they decided to get married..." At this point, I'm giving her a blank stare like "WTF?! since when are you a country music fan?" and she said "oh whatever, I'm not a country music fan, I'm just fascinated with pop culture"....
I love Cindy.... She's funnier than she thinks..... <3
But back to the movie, there was another scene I loved... Now, you all know how I feel about marriage and the ceremony and all that, but when River Phoenix was going through the .25 cent machines trying to find a plastic ring and then proposed to Samantah Mathis in the convenience store, I thought it was awesome! Then, one of the clerks tells them her brother is a minister and she goes to fetch him... They end up having a shotgun wedding inside a Memphis convenience store, cowboy boots and all... I thought that rocked! I'd totally do that... Then get wasted with cheap gas-station wine right off the cooler, have breakfast at a Waffle House, go to Graceland in the morning for the honeymoon, and get the marriage annulled by 5pm, just in time to catch a plane back to civilization...
But Mr. Phoenix is dead... =(
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|Monday, June 6th, 2005|
11:43 pm - Survey by HRH
HRH's survey that he claims he wrote himself...|
Current mood: thirsty
When you were a kid, what did you tell everyone you wanted to do when you grew up?
I wanted to be a geologist and a ballerina... At the same time... Sadly, the discovery of scoliosis at 13, and the fact that I hate math, were the determining factors in me not pursuing either...
What does death mean to you?
Excitement, hope, and adventure...
The meek shall inherit: ___________
the dust I leave behind, if they're so lucky...
How do you feel about LSD?
I don't particularly care much for those three letters of the alphabet... I myself find A and R much more exciting, preferrably if combined together in the same word... ;-) J is good too... and X....
What do you think about right before you go to sleep?
It depends, but always random thoughts about the past and the future... It's bad though, neither exists... *sigh*
What do you daydream about?
A lot of things... Random things... Silly things.. Incredible things that would probably never be feasible except in my head... Fun things... Marvellous things... Most are too embarrassing and/or incriminating to tell anyone...
If every day you thought you were going to die the next day, how would your actions be different?
I would probably care very little about the consequences of those actions... But then again, I rarely ever do... I would definitely put my life at risk, like I'd probably be somewhere in Kurdistan or Darfur doing something...
Are you a communist or a capitalist?
This question isn't specific enough... Somewhere along the way the lines were blurred...
How do you feel about Nietzsche?
I still can't decide whether he is a better philosopher or literary figure. (ditto) But I'd have to side more with the literary figure... Also, I think Nietzsche and Kierkegaard should have swapped lives because I feel that Kierkegaard was really the one who lost his faith and became an atheist, and Nietzsche was the one that truly believed there was a god out there... The only thing is that Kierkegaard spent most of his time trying to convince himself that there was a god, and Nietzsche tried to make himself believe there was no god because reason told him there wasn't, but his emotions would tell him otherwise... Two disturbed souls who, again, should have swapped places... Anyway, what was the question?
Is there a God, and what is its nature, if any?
The idea of the existence of God is as concrete as the idea of the existence of Elves... When (and if) I see either, I will answer this question... Until then, it's all a myth... A pretty myth nonetheless...
If you had one wish, what would it be, and why?
Right now? I'd say.................a cure for suffering...
Can any human act without a self-interest?
Yes. But most of us aren't capable of it yet... I try very hard not to fall in the Realist trap of classical IR... Maybe I'm just being hopeful, it would be very sad to think otherwise...
Does free-will exist?
History has a funny way of getting us to do what it wants us to do...
If you could have sex with one person and no one would remember about it except you, and there would be no consequences to doing so (it would be like it never happened), who would that be?
Nobody. Seriously. Anyway, no one but myself and the lucky person involved would know... I doubt I'd do anything with anyone that would kiss and tell... ;-)
If you could design a "Matrix" (like the movie) to which you could escape, what would it be like?
Hogwart's!!!!!! And I'd be 13 again...
What is your favorite thing to do when you become aware you are dreaming?
Sadly, I am never aware that I am dreaming... I always think whatever is happening in my dream is really happening and that I'm fully conscious... I hate it, makes my vivid dreams that much more scary... Except when they're good ones... Those, I like... But if I could control them, I'd probably fly too...
What is happiness to you?
"You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life." --Albert Camus.
Do you believe we're all galaxies?
Now when you repost this, add a question that is similar... then put this line below it.
PS. You should all get the new Oasis album... Not too shabby.... <3
Don't Believe The Truth
Release date: By 31 May, 2005
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|Thursday, June 2nd, 2005|
11:44 pm - Worst.Nightmare.Ever.
Thursday, June 02, 2005|
Current mood: relieved
Last night, I had a dream that I lived under a totalitarian regime... Now, I've had dreams about living under a regime several times before (I blame it on all the readings and lectures I've endured all my college years), but this one was exceptional... It could have also been highly influenced by that Azar Nafisi novel I read last year, Reading Lolita In Tehran... It was much like it, but far worse...
I was under a regime that banned most books... Roughly about 90% of the books I've either read or would like to read, I'd say... It was a nightmare from Hell! I'm assuming it was a religious regime of some sort because most of the books were banned due to the "corruption" in them... Saddest part of it all? They banned great ones like The Unbearable Lightness of Being, The Great Gatsby, The Other Self, and Narcissus and Goldmund... And in my dream, I had not read them yet..... AWFUL!!!
I woke up in agony... I couldn't possibly fathom not reading all these books, and worse, not being able to FIND these books anywhere because they were banned... I'm sure I would have started an underground forbidden book smuggling ring of some sort, holding reading sessions in clandestine locations with lots of alcohol and such... But I woke up before I started plotting... Oh yeah, and the other thing that was disturbing about it is that everyone was wearing light brown.....ew....
I was glad when I woke up and first thing I did after wrestling Alfie off me was go touch my book cases and appreciate the thousands and thousands of pages in them...
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|Wednesday, May 18th, 2005|
11:45 pm - Something's very wrong, and kitten dreams...
Wednesday, May 18, 2005|
Something is very wrong here...
Current mood: frustrated
I am beginning to think that a third of my life experiences have been....imaginary....
It's so weird how I can recall some events/movies/toys/music/world history that I am sure I experienced/saw/owned/heard/read and what not, yet no one else has.... Why is that? Where the fuck am I getting these things from? Some things I can't even find online, and I thought you could find everything online! What reality am I living in?
Or is everyone lying to me? Am I....schizophrenic? I don't think so.... And since when did things that happened to me get a plot twist when other people tell it to other people? I think I know what happens to me better than anyone else.... I'd say....
No one's seen a movie called Beautiful People, about the Bosnian war?!! No one ever owned a Sporker?!! Peter Van Daan survived, didn't he? I read when he attended a trial after the Holocaust, it was in QBVII by Leon Uris.. I read that entire book... I was in 8th grade... And WHERE the hell did I read about the ruins they found underwater around Cuba... I can't find that now but I know I read it somewhere.... I'm going insane...
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Wondering what kittens dream about...
Current mood: anxious
What do kittens dream about? I mean... They sleep so much, and their world is so small compared to as we know it... So I suspect, anyway...
Do they dream about climbing mountains of yarn made of catnip? Or about giant imaginary fishtanks where fish float about in a waterless environment, making it easy for the kitten to jump in and chase them? We all know cats hate water... Do they dream about the Sahara being their personal litter box? Or maybe the Blue Mosque's carpet being their personal scratching post? Or do they dream of their mother? of the rest of the litter they came from? Do they ever have nightmares...? When we caress their furry little heads as they sleep, does it feel like their mother's tongue? Is it soothing? Comforting? ....annoying, but they're too lazy to move away?
...or are they just dreaming about world domination? Or perhaps about being Human? Do they mock our species by dreaming about how foolish we Humans are, with our wars and our greed? Does a kitten even understand the concept of greed? Is life as simple for them as we think it is? They've more time than we do to sit around and ponder... I wonder just how much more they know that we'll never even understand...
Ok, you got me, I've nothing to do right now but sit in my office... ;-)
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|Friday, May 13th, 2005|
11:47 pm - =(
Friday, May 13, 2005|
Current mood: sad
One of my kitties died... The black one, the one I was having difficulty naming because there were so many names I liked... Sometimes you just have to name them something and be done with it... Too many choices can end up being no choice at all...
I'm not sure what it died of, but yesterday it was acting weird... It wasn't being a lunatic running all over the place and wrapping itself up in my hair.. It was just sitting there, staring at me or curling up... Not meowing, not purring, just....there. Last night when I got home, I found him dead... I'm sad... =(
I'm taking Alfie to the vet to make sure he's ok and whatever Valmont/Voltaire/Lasher/LordByron had didn't affect Alfie as well...
Sooo sad... =(
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|Wednesday, May 11th, 2005|
11:46 pm - Yay, kitties!
Wednesday, May 11, 2005|
On naming the new kittens...
Current mood: happy
Ok, so my brother had been bugging me about going with him to help him pick out a kitty... He asked me if he could get one now that he lives with me, and I agreed... So we went to the cat adoption center and he was instantly smitten with a Persian Blue kitty that resembled our old cat Morrissey... He picked it up and the kitty buried its face in my brother's hand and hugged his thumb... It was the cutest thing...
So naturally, that's the one he got... He had been thinking about names for the kitty prior to us picking it out, needless to say he picks names as disturbing as I do... Optimus Prime was winning... Then, suddenly, when he picked up the little gray kitten, it clicked: "Alfie... His name is Alfie..."
I couldn't think of a more perfect name for the kitten... We had both watched the movie and drooled over Jude Law's portrayal of Alfie, the irresistibly charming and insatiable British playboy... My brother liked it so much that he went ahead and saw the original Alfie with Michael Caine... Anyway, the kitty, it GRINS like Alfie... It's the most adorable thing, it really looks like Alfie would if Alfie were a kitty... Which he is, sort of...
Anyway, then, something pulled my hair...
A black kitten, meowing and pawing his way to me... "Taaaake me! Taaaake me!" it said, in that indisputable ghetto cat slang I pretend to know so well... Anyway, I couldn't resist and just had to play with this overly-playful kitty... Bad, bad Anayma... I couldn't help myself... I had to keep it... It wouldn't let me leave!!! Soooo endearing, when it curled its paws around my fingers and gripped tightly in a very "don't leave me here!" kind of gesture...
So now I have two kitties.. One is my brother's, the other mine... Alfie is a sweet little thing that just wants to be pampered and hugged and caressed... Mine, on the other hand, is psychotic, running around the house, meowing to no end, pawing everything it comes across... And it's got this strange fascination with my hair... If I let it, it just crawls inside my hair and plays with it and eventually passes out... Now, I like the passing out part, because this kitty is certainly a handful, but passing out in my hair sort of impairs me from performing any activity that would require me to move... So I must buy a wig or something as a substitute for my precious locks...
My dilemma now is that I don't know what to call the kitten... Had it been a girl, I'd have called it Minx... But it's a boy... All black, hyper, and crazy.. I've yet to hear it purrr... Now, here are some names I've been contemplating to name it... I suppose I can take suggestions for the time being:
1. Westley (as in Dread Pirate Roberts from Princess Bride)
2. Chaos (though this is more suitable for a female psycho kitty)
3. Blade (not after the vampire movie)
4. Slade (after Brian Slade from Velvet Goldmine)
5. Lucien (or Lucian)
7. Kafka (after my third favorite writer)
8. The Punisher (har!)
9. Miho (but again, female name)
10. Luclin (if you know from where this one is from I'll kiss you... No Sus, you're disqualified)
11. Lasher (must have an Anne Rice reference somewhere)
12. Cerberus (what? I think it's funny!)
13. Milan (after my favorite writer)
14. Che (why not? I'll get him a red collar and a beret)
15. Valmont (Les Liaisons Dangereuses)
16. Voltaire (NOT after the band, after the French writer!)
17. Ludwig (after he who shares my birthday)
18. Lord Byron (I always wanted to name a cat Lord Byron, but a white cat)
19. Beirut (because he's crazy like that city)
20. Vader (or Dark Lord of the Sith)
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|Monday, May 9th, 2005|
Monday, May 09, 2005|
Current mood: excited
I hate summers, especially if I am in Miami... But here's a countdown of a few things I'm absolutely thrilled about...
* 0 days left for Summer A classes to start (ok so I'm not that excited about this one)
* 2 days left till Fashion Week of the Americas starts.
* 3 days left till I see Jessie who's in town from NYC.
* 7 days left till I have to go to court for that ticket... (another not so exciting one)
*10 days left till StarWars: Episode III comes out
*20 days left till Bhakti's show in Paris...
*23 days left till Vanguard: Saga of Heroes RPG comes out...
Other dates I'm too lazy to make a countdown for, but are equally exciting:
*June 23rd- Last day of Summer A
*July - Sasha is coming from London.... Rawrrr!
*July 16th- Harry Potter's 6th book, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince comes out...
And that's as far ahead as I can think!
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|Thursday, May 5th, 2005|
Thursday, May 05, 2005|
Cinco de Mayo musings...
Current mood: pleased
haha..that looks like five of mayonnaise....
Anyway, today is Cinco de Mayo... A day where Mexicans celebrate their defeat of the French army in the Battle of Puebla in 1862. It really pisses me off when someone thinks today is the Mexican independence... It is not... That's some other time in September... Ok, it doesn't really matter, I suppose... Yet, if you ask a dude in a Ft. Lauderdale bar why he's celebrating Cinco de Mayo he'll probably give you a slurry answer about yet another "drinking holiday"... The funny thing is, they don't even celebrate Cinco de Mayo all over Mexico.. It's a regional holiday celebrated in the Puebla region... Leave it to the Northern Americans to find more excuses to desecrate someone's holiday and turn it into some perverse and stereotypical festivity... Let me not even get into Halloween...
I'm so proud of our weather lately... So very sinister, not enough lightning though... It could be less humid, however...
I spoke to Brian yesterday, my long-lost pal from Jacksonville... He is getting engaged! Congratulations once again, darling... Good luck to you both!
I finally got the box to send my iPod back... I suppose it'll take me another month to actually send it back... I really should do something about this bad procrastination thing...
Ooooooh ooooh! This saturday I start my fencing lessons! I am sooooo excited! It'll be fun... I wish I would have found someone to do it with; apparently it's better to bring your own partner... I guess they'll just pair me up with someone else that's joined the class alone... Hopefully he'll be talk, dark, handsome, and named Clive Owen...
Speaking of tall dark and handsome, the rumor mill passed my way and I found out I'm seeing not one, but THREE different guys... I am soooo unbelievably good at this... I should pat myself on the back for doing such a good job... They're three hot guys too, so now I suddenly have great taste in men...
Mely and JJ are going to help me paint my room bright purple... The rest of the house is going to be hot pink and royal blue... I promised them some sangria and anime... Should be fun... I haven't seen them in a while... Well, out of Norrath anyway...
My brother wants me to help him pick out a kitty... I'm tempted to pick out a really naughty, hyper-active, clawing kitty that will shred all his clothes and wake him up in the middle of the night... hahaha.. it would be amusing, but knowing my brother, he'd probably throw it off the balcony, so maybe not...
For today's weird news link, I'm proud to announce that this one actually comes from our very own state of Florida... Man gets struck by lightning TWICE and survived... That's pretty crazy...
In othermore worldly news, Korat has informed me that I get to make wishes tonight and this Hidrellez sentient being will grant them for me... I am to write my wishes in a piece of paper and place them on my window sill so that at midnight Hidrellez will come down and collect them... But it will only grant you wishes if you are a good, benevolent person... I like to think of myself as a good, benevolent person.. especially when I'm asleep... We shall see... I am very much looking forward for this... It's like the toothfairy meets a genie and they move to Istanbul to have babies... To read more about Hidrellez and the Turkish festival, go here... I especially found this passage interesting:
"The night before H..drellez, young girls who want to test their fortune and improve their luck gather in a green place or near water. They place some of their belongings, such as a ring, earring or bracelet in an earthenware jar and close the jar with fine muslin. They then they put the jar at the bottom of a rose tree. Early in the morning, they approach the jar and drink coffee with milk and pray for their peace and tranquility not to be spoiled. They then open the fortune jar. As they remove the objects from the jar, they recite verses or quatrains, and comments are made regarding the owner of the object that is taken out."
Ok I need a nap or something... Nothing better than being curled up with a fluffy blanket on a rainy afternoon while sipping really sweet mint tea... and reading a book... not just any book, but a Milan Kundera book...or a Jane Austen book...yes...
Everything is better in Prague...
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|Thursday, March 24th, 2005|
8:50 pm - Going to hang out with Donald, Mickey, and Pluto..
Leaving to Orlando for the weekend! Fuck the Winter Music Conference!|
current mood: rebellious
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|Tuesday, March 22nd, 2005|
3:23 pm - Sunflowers....
I got a sunflower arrangement today at work..... *smirks* I nearly died of sunflower pollen poisoning a few years ago in Czech Republic.... Somebody's trying to kill me...... *grin*|
Thank you, once again.... They're beautiful.... *kiss*
*feels reaaaaaaaally special....* Oh, the magic of flowers..... =)
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|Monday, March 21st, 2005|
1:49 pm - Tulips make me smile...
I got a nice little surprise at work today... Tulips sent from the West Coast... They're beautiful! Pink and orange and white... Lovely....|
Thank you... *kiss*
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|Saturday, March 19th, 2005|
2:06 pm - bleh...
| Wizard |
You scored 37 Holy, 80 Tactful, 50 Natural, and 70 Arcane!
Extremely tactful, extremely patient, kindof a bore, you are the
wizard. Just because the picture looks like Gandalf don't be getting
any ideas... there's no way you'd be drawing a sword in battle except
perhaps to hand it to a fighter. You know everything about everything
though, and you are a brilliant tactician. You are versitile and
capable, though you aren't altogether that powerful or specialized
(unless you are a specialist, but nevermind that). You may lack the
force of character to ever dominate any situation, but you have the
stamina of mind and character to achieve truly great things with magic.
You are among the best choices of leaders, though you are often a bit
uninspiring to those that don't know you well, and so you rarely end up
as one. Oh, and you can be as indecisive as you are not-rash.
| My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: |
|You scored higher than 50% on Godliness|
|You scored higher than 80% on Tact|
|You scored higher than 11% on Harmony|
|You scored higher than 92% on Arcane|
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|Friday, March 18th, 2005|
1:57 pm - Indie Film Night...
So last night, at the doctors' recommendation *eyes Kelvin and Will* I didn't have the Irish spirit to drink them... But, I headed out to SpiderPussy for the very first Indie Film Night... I would have gotten my sweet butt kicked if I didn't go, be being the unofficial PR person for the event... I got there late, after the first movie was shown, which coincidentially was the one I really wanted to see (Irish Luck by Franco Parente)... Anyway, I did catch the rest of them, but I can't remember their titles right now... I liked O-pressed, a stop motion animation involving several antique ironers and a white dress jacket... A buddying Svankmajer, the maker... Overall, it was a pretty decent turnout for the event, in spite of the ugly weather and the various St. Patty's celebrations... I am glad... Thanks for everyone who came out... |
Tanya introduced me to her boyfriend and partner in this venture, she said I was the official PR person for Indie Nights, so there! hahaha... Then the guy who was playing host, amid his entertainment, proceeded to point at me and say "you look like Salma Hayek!".... I think I shrunk into the couch at that point... Then he's like "It's a compliment, really!" and then, for a final deathblow, he said "who in the audience doesn't agree that Salma Hayek is the hottest woman in Hollywood?" I nearly died, I was mortified... I thought he was going to add something like "and who thinks this girl looks like her?" I would have seriously committed suicide right then and there... I really wanted to punch the guy for putting me on the spot like that once the whole thing was over, but I actually ended up meeting him and he turned out to be a pretty cool, funny guy. An actor, whose play I will be checking out next month (Kreutzer Sonata, based on the Tolstoy story)... Anyway, I appreciated the compliment because I think Salma is stunning, but I don't think I look anything like her (though I've gotten this comparison many times before)... I'm like almost a foot taller than Salma and I could only wish I had her features (not to mention her curves), she really is a beauty... So yes, thanks, but er, I don't think so... *blush*
Oh, and I didn't have a sip of alcohol... I drank water and had a lollypop.... *pout*
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|Thursday, March 17th, 2005|
2:09 pm - So I donated blood this morning...
...and I got so pwned by the little needle... I'm such a sissy, I fainted! Apparently I'm a little underweight to donate blood, but alas, I don't care... I hope my two pints of blood help someone live, or feed a hungry vampire, or something... And I hope I don't need it when I trade it in for two pints of guinness tonight... Happy St. Patty's Day everyone... Especially you, dear Pat, who on your saint's day will have surgery... Those two pints of blood are on your behalf, man... Hope all goes well... Here's looking at you, kid...|
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