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Saw V for Vendetta yesterday.

Rock my world, Elrond. Totally.

Of course, the LOTR fangirl in me automatically thinks "OMG BAGENDERS." You know it's Elrond behind the mask and you know he's only wearing a mask because Pippin shaved his eyebrows off at that fancy dress ball. And an Elrond without eyebrows is no Elrond at all.

Awesome fucking movie.

Other than that, I feel like shit.
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This costume was worn to the Gathering of the Fellowship Masquerade Ball in Toronto in December of 2003, and the pictures were actually taken last spring. Took me forever to get them developed, but here they finally are.

My biggest thank you in this whole project goes to [livejournal.com profile] armyj, who let me use his sewing machine the day before we went to Toronto. Never would have finished it without his help :)

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The first in the "Wow, who ran over your dog?" series (according to my dad.)

Wherein Feather tries to get the whole Elven vibe goin' on )


Making it )

And finally...

6

Galadriel and Luthien, from the Lothlorien PD Crime Lab Graveyard Shift!
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Lyrics from Arwen's Song (or whatever it is)

With a sigh you turn away
With a deepening heart
No words to say
You will find
That the world has changed forever
The trees are now turning from green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you closer


PRETTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And there's this cool rippley sound of water in the background. Very, very haunting. Heart this.
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Theonering.net has a clip of what might be Arwen's song from ROTK.

I don't know if it is or not, but it is fucking beautiful.

I really want to put some of Tolkien's poetry to music. I think that would be alot of fun, especially Firiel's song, which has the prettiest translation (in my opinion, anyway.)

Firiel's Song )

I also really like this one. I like how it goes from pretty melancholy into vaguely threatening melancholy.

The Markirya Poem )

It just occured to me this morning that it's a good thing that LOTR came out over the past three years, when I was working alot and had all the money to do the LOTR-centric stuff, instead of now, when I'm quasi-disasterously-poor. Which reminds me, I really have to get those pics of my Arwen costume developed and posted. Heart my Arwen costume. After I get paid on Wednesday.
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FOUR REASONS WHY LAST OF THE MOHICANS IS BETTER THAN THE LORD OF THE RINGS*


1. Magua is the best villain

Magua is definitely the most bad-assed villain of the two movies. Saruman is creepy in an old, fanatical man type of way, and true, his command over vast armies of Uruk-hai is kind of worrying at times. Sauron is probably the least threatening villain ever (armies of orcs headed this way nonwithstanding) at least, in disembodied eye form. But Magua, man, if he had been fighting for the bad guys in LOTR Frodo and Sam wouldn’t have a chance. Oh, man, anyone who pisses off Magua is so incredibly fucked. He’s also an interesting, dynamic, physically dangerous character- threatening from far away and up close. Magua is the guy you love to hate. Saurman is the guy you call the cops on when he comes within ten feet of a playground. Yep.


2. Cora is way more kickass than Arwen.

In comparing these two movies, I find that Cora is kind of like Luthien to Arwen: meaning, Cora is like Arwen, times about ten thousand. Even comparing LOTR to the Silmarillion, you find that Arwen and Luthien are similar to each other, but Luthien seems more concentrated. If their places were reversed, Luthien would have followed Aragorn on his quest, instead of chilling at home embroidering a standard. Likewise, Cora follows Hawkeye into the action, insisting on pushing on to her father even when she had a shot at turning back. She also isn’t afraid to get her hands dirty working in the surgery, or doing anything else that needs doing. If Arwen was about to be scalped, she probably would have cried or something. Not Cora. She waited for Hawkeye to kill the scalper guy and then picked up the gun and started shooting people. Maybe Cora is more like Eowyn (sans spectacular love story) except I don’t know how well Eowyn would manage, having to take care of a fragile, suicidal little sister on top of everything else.

3. The love story is about a thousand times better than LOTR’s

Okay, I know you have the whole Arwen-Aragorn-Eowyn triangle, but come on. Let’s just all be adults and admit that love triangles are pretty shitty when you’ve got hundreds of miles in between each party at any given time (except when Aragorn is with Eowyn some of the time.) In Last of the Mohicans, you’ve got Hawkeye-Cora-Duncan, which is a lot more dynamic because they’re all together to get at each other’s throats. (So cute! “You’re defending him because you’re INFATUATED WITH HIM!!!” hee hee *squee*) Besides which, the HCD triangle is all True Love, while in LOTR the AAE triangle is true love-true love-crush, and kind of falls flat in the end when Eowyn falls for Faramir, anyway. What the hell is the point in having a love triangle if no one in it sacrifices their life for the woman they love????? (And the two guys argue over who gets to die, since they each think that the girl is better off when she’s with the other?)

4. More shirtless men / Better kissing scenes

My first thought when Legolas rode onto the screen and got off that horse was, “Who is that, and when is he going to take his shirt off?” Needless to say, he never did. Nor did Aragorn. Or Faramir. Or Boromir. Or Merry. Or Eomer (dammit, dammit…) Frodo doesn’t count. Unless you’re a pervy hobbit fancier. But you get to see Hawkeye with his shirt off. You also get to see him make out with Cora behind that shed thing, which is a way better kissing scene than the horribly chaste kissing Aragorn and Arwen do.

Also, hello, the waterfall scene! As if anything, in any movie could top that. That is the best True Love type scene EVER, beating even the Princess Bride in my book. “Stay alive, no matter what occurs!” Gah. *swoons*

* “The Lord of the Rings” counting as one movie, not three; “Last of the Mohicans” and “The Lord of the Rings” compared in movie form, not book form.

*squee*

Apr. 22nd, 2004 12:10 pm
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When the fuck did the stupid high school get an autographed poster of Orlando Bloom?

Why the fuck wasn't I notified?

Goddammit!

I finally get to the tail end of this month's 'OhmygodIloveOrli' phase, and they spring THIS on me on the way to the auditorium for Tess's concert.

Gah. GAH.

It says, "To the lovely ladies of the library, love Orlando."

*hugs the memory of it* I want to take a picture.

Hello, my name is Feather and I'm a big, stupid loser. In fact I'm such a loser I'm on official Orli-suspension, due to a nasty biting incident in a supermarket... and there are even pictures of it. *sweatdrops*

Good thing I brought a book with me. I spent the concert half listening to some guest chorus from Massachusets sing about togetherness, peace, harmony, civil rights, and how War Is Bad and We Should All Get The Fuck Along while skimming the book I brought for the really gory serial murder parts. The book- The Devil in the White City, takes place at the Chicago World's Fair and is a true story. It goes back and forth between the murderer, H.H. Holmes, and an architect, but who wants to read about building things when there are innocent shopgirls being butchered down the block?

...Okay. I know I'm weird. I can't help it. I like to read about horrible crimes. Well, maybe not 'like'... more 'am fascinated by.'

Got home at nine thirty and went for a walk down to the swings, since it was a beautiful windy gusty night. Why waste that by going to sleep?
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“Yee-haw and Merry Fucking Christmas.” ~ Joanie

Merry Christmas and all that jazz. I hope you all got lots of stuff, and ate lots of stuff that you didn’t need to eat, and then went to the movies since that’s the only thing left to do, unless you’re at a family reunion-type holiday thing, in which case you’re probably arguing with someone or other.

The last week and half or so has been somewhat overwhelming. So I’m going to tell you all about it, except backwards from today, since I just want to shout from the rooftops that I am now the proud owner of a Legolas T-Shirt.

There’s something very gratifying about having an androgynous, sexy, beautiful elf with an admirable grasp of the obvious plastered across your boobs. It says something. Something like “I am a fangirl.” *squees* (see also: “I am a dork.”)

We all made out like bandits this year. I got two new sweatshirts and a sweater that’s kind of bizzare but really pretty. It reminds me kind of what the women in Minas Tirith were wearing. Dad picked it out for me when we were getting Mom’s present last night at TJ Maxx. I tried it on while I was wrapping it and it looks pretty good.

Nana got me a Jester hat to wear to the Gathering in Toronto. Never mind that it was last week. Mom told her that I was going as an elf, and she’s all, “Yes! It’s the perfect elf hat! But there’s no bells on it.” Lol. She also made my sister and I a scrapbook of our entire lives to date, which is really cool; there’s lots of pictures in there that I haven’t seen before, and she adds in little comments underneath the pictures like, “Why did they put the flowers in my best pot?”

*dances around happily* But the best present I got was a gift certificate for my bow! Kelsey actually got hers this morning under the tree, but they only had one in stock so I have to wait a week to get mine. Dad won’t let us get the arrows until spring, though, since he doesn’t want anyone getting maimed. *dances again* I am SO EXCITED!!!!

That was all this morning, which began by Kelsey screaming in my ear and waving her bow in my face.

Last night was kind of delusional. We decided to skip church and just stay home instead. Mom started reading that passage out of the Bible that she does every year that we stay home, with the glory unto you blah blah blah except she was using the stupid Good News Bible. So the story was simplified to the point of, “Mary was pregnant. They went to Bethlehem to be taxed. The Angel scared the shepherds. Blah blah, woof woof.” It was incredebly stupid, and we were all cracking up, so Mom finally got the other Bible and read out of that. Rockin’ with the fancy language. Verily I beseech thee, show me the way to Camillus.

Before that I fell asleep during the Nutcracker. I managed to stay awake through most of it, but the Sugar Plum Fairy pas de deux is really kind of tedious. She just does the same thing over and over again to really slow music. The next thing I know Mom is shaking me awake and trying to shove fudge down my throat.

Okay, rewind. Return of the King!

Okay. All I have to say about the movie itself is this: I loved it, however, I think they tried to jam too much into the end, but I also think that the EE will straighten out the end lumps. Pippin rocks my socks. I never paid that much attention to him before, but wow! He’s one of my favorite characters in this trilogy now.

Overload with the eye candy. Had to put up with acerbic comments from Justin telling my not to cream my pants when Legolas came on the screen in a tiara. Bastard.

Legolas was pretty but useless. However, he was pretty but useless in the books too, so I guess in some weird way PJ stayed true to the orignals in that.

Actually getting to the movie a challenge. Eventually we all got there- way after we were supposed to, so we wound up way down in front and on the side- even with Magoo hitting Justin’s car with his truck in the parking lot. My idiot sister insisted that she had to buy popcorn and so missed most of the previews. Due to Kelsey, Anastasia, and my mother being in the snack line (the other two trying to talk her out of it) they lost their seats. (Kate let them go to two random guys.) So they had to sit in the first row next to the wall and my mother wound up in the back someplace. She was really pissed about that.

No one got much sleep. Tom crashed on our couch for a while. This was due to the Gathering Ball.

Okay, so, we left B’ville at noon on Tuesday. Drove up to Canada, perfectly fine, okay. When we got the border the customs guy asked us where we were going, and then informed us that our event had started at one thirty and we were just a bit late. Patiently explained that it was a three day thing with lots of events, and we were only doing one and it started at six.

Drove on to Toronto. We listened to Kate’s tape of the “Rite of Spring”- possibly one of the most disurbing pieces of classical music ever written- and got on the wrong highway going north because they don’t seem to label exit numbers in Toronto. Finally got out of the hellish traffic and turned around to drive to Queen Street and find the hotel. When we got there they didn’t check out confirmation numbers or anything, just handed us our tickets and wham! that was it. So we rushed into the bathrooms, changed into our costumes, and headed out to find the shuttle bus but wound up taking a taxi instead.

Costumage: Jim went as a knight of Gondor, Tom went as Aragorn, Kate went as a Modern Elbereth, and I went as Arwen.

Jim’s costume: Handmade chainmail coat (drool) and a cloak and stuff. It was really cute, kind of non-specifiic but really nice. Tom’s costume: Aragorn’s battle outfit, with the cloak, the tree jerkin, and red shirt. His was awesome; it came out really good, especially the tree, which was really impressive, all silver lamé. He had the wig to go with it, which was cool. He really looked like Aragorn :-D Kate’s costume was a bit edgier; a tight, low-plunging blue dress over black leather pants with a rhinestone diadem. She was definetly the hottest thing on the dance floor. My costume was cool too, I guess- Arwen’s dress from the Two Towers, the periwinkle dream gown. It’s really simple, so… yeah. It’s in the movie, if you want to know what it looked like, lol.

So we danced the night away (or at least I did. I danced till I couldn’t lift my feet up off the floor anymore. Hee!) to an awesome band (Glass Hammer.)

There were absolutely gorgeous costumes there, including on Aragorn that was an exact movie replica, down to the embossed plate armor, two girls dressed up as the Argonath, a Sam pulling a Gollum around on a leash, and last but not least CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW!!!!! Which was the fucking best part. Oh, that was cool.

Of course, being a schmuck I forgot my camera. Bastards.

The rest of this entry will be finished later, I guess, since my sister and I are off to see Peter Pan now.

Tra la la, all you beautiful people. *blows kisses*
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Oh yeah- Legless says hello, too.

Image #1




Blah.

I'm tired as fuck and don't feel like doing anything in particular. Which doesn't really matter since I don't have too much to do.

Life has been uneventful for the most part. We had champagne on Sunday and Andy brought over a bottle of wine last night, so that was cool. (Am still kind of reeling from the fact that I can go out and have a drink if I feel like it. Hee.) I don't have to work tomorrow, all the gods be praised, so I can stay up a little later and sleep in. However, I'm busy from about nine on. I've got a ton of cleaning to do; around eleven I have to go back downtown to talk to Carol about my costume; I have a voice lesson at 1:30; I have to buy fabric at some point; finish Tess's headpiece; and put my laundry away. Whew.

Okay. I talked with Carol about it; we kind of decided that the pattern I picked for my Luthien dress is kind of advanced. I'm glad I picked out the other ones, too, since I'm having second thoughts about it, but I still can't make up my mind what dress to make. Right now I'm thinking about doing one of Arwen's, since at least I've got visual references and tips and stuff, and I can make the other ones up later. (I plan to have lots of them, you see.)

So do me a favor, and answer this honestly? Thank you.

[Poll #210612]

WHY THE FUCK CAN'T I EVER MAKE UP MY MIND ON ANYTHING? AND WHY DO I ALWAYS WAIT TO THE LAST MINUTE TO DO IMPORTANT THINGS??!?!??!?!?!? ARRRRRGHHHHH!!!!!!!!

What. An. Incredible. Soundtrack.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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THINGS NOT TO DO DURING "RETURN OF THE KING"

1. Stand up halfway through the movie and yell loudly, "Wait...where in
the world is Harry Potter?"

2. Block the entrance to the theater while screaming: "YOU SHALL NOT
PASS!" - After the movie, say "Lucas could have done it better."

3. Wonder out loud if Aragorn is going to run for governor of California.

4. Point and laugh whenever someone dies.

5. Ask everyone around you if they think Gandalf went to Hogwarts.

6. Finish off every one of Elrond's lines with "Mr. Anderson."

7. When Aragorn is crowned king, stand up and at the top of your lungs
sing, "I did it.... MY way...!"

8. Talk like Gollum all through the movie. At the end, bite off someone's
finger and fall down the stairs.

9. Dress up as old ladies and reenact "The Battle of Helms Deep" Monty
Python style.

10. When Denethor lights the fire, shout "Barbecue!"

11. In TTT when the Ents decide to march to war, stand up and shout "RUN
FOREST, RUN!"

12. Every time someone kills an Orc, yell: "That's what I'm Tolkien
about!" See how long it takes before you get kicked out of the theatre.

13. During a wide shot of a battle, inquire, "Where's Waldo?"

14. Talk loudly about how you heard that there is a single frame of a
nude Elf hidden somewhere in the movie.

15. Start an Orc sing-a-long.

16. Come to the premiere dressed as Dr. Frank-N-Furter and wander around
looking terribly confused.

17. When they go in the paths of the dead, wait for tense moment and
shout, "I see dead people!"

18. Imitate what you think a conversation between Gollum, Dobby and Yoda
would be like.

19. Release a jar of daddy-long-legs into the theater during the Shelob
scene.

20. When Shelob comes on, exclaim, "Man! Charlotte's really let herself
go!"
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I'm really quite hungry.

So I'm hoping that typing on the computer will get Mom up so she'll cook some food. I wanted to make toast before, but there wasn't any bread except for Kelsey's dumb potato bread stuff. Eck.

I think I'd be kind of depressed if I wasn't so exhausted. I'm one of those very unfortunate people who need at least eight hours of sleep a night to function. Lately I've been getting three or four hours a night, if I'm lucky. So I'm tripping over myself and bumping into door frames... awesome! Better than NyQuil!

Anyway, I'm tired and all I want to do is sleep, but I can't. Too much to do. Like work, so I can make money, to pay the bills, and go see Traviata in October. Already ordered the tickets, hooray.

By the way, my developpés absolutely SUCK.

I am most disappointed in myself.

And my legs hurt, to boot.

I need to make myself a barre.

Also, I changed my costume idea for the Ball-Thing-In-December. I'm going to try for Luthien (and yes, I know that this is outlandishly presumptuous on my part. I know.) I think it'll actually be an easier costume to do. Muah ha ha.

Galadrigoddess mine, get out your blonde wig! THE ELF BITCHES OF LOTHLORIEN RIDE AGAIN! MUAH HA HA HA HA HA....etc., etc.
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Down here for Alex's Sweet Sixteen. We drove down on Friday morning, which was just flippin' dandy, considering that Dad was blasting his music for most of the trip, so I had to blast myheadphones, thus rendering me deaf for quite some time. Hoohaa.

Friday night I went with James and Dan almost to the beach but to a diner instead. It was good to see Dan again. Too bad about the beach, though, but what can you do.

Alex's party was alot of fun, but before I get to that, there is one small fact I need to make very clear to everyone.

Her boyfriend, Andrew, looks EXACTLY LIKE ORLANDO BLOOM.

I mean, like, whoa.

Anyway, there was alot of pink. I don't think my party had so much pink. Then we all glowstickdanced- it was really funny to see my grandmother pseudo-raving. Har har.

So here I am, and I was supposed to leave today, but apparently we're leaving tomorrow instead.

But that's okay. I scored this awesome new journal; I've been looking for one like it since LOTR came out. It's a plain red cover with a star on it, with the words "there and back again" underneath. And the best part of the whole damn thing is the fact that the LOTR/New Line Cinema logo is nowhere on it. (Well, it's on the spine, but that's it.) All the other journal's I've seen have been not personalized journals so much as New Line whores. I'm going to write in it exclusively in Tengwar.

I'm such a dork.

...........

They're all watching Shanghai Knights. I don't feel like watching it, seeing as I've seen it about five times already, but the soundtrack is nice to listen to. And the pillow-fight part is cool. Hee.

..........

I'll write more later. Yeah- I've still got to tell all you lovely people about the Ren. Festival and the NYS Fair.

The purple chickens are still there.

I really want one.

If I had one, I would SO name it Isildur.
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Is it just me, or is the song "Boys of Summer" really kind of slashy?

Cause, you know, I can think of so many pairings to set to it- several of which would get me crucified.

Jack/Will, Aragorn/Legolas, Aragorn/Boromir, J/B (!!!!!) J/J, Alice/Rain (very roundaboutly), Haldir/Aragorn...

Heh.

Setting this one aside for J/W and J/B.

Oh, I'm bad. Yeah.

The Boys Of Summer
Nobody on the road
Nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
The summer's out of reach
Empty lake, empty streets
The sun goes down alone
I'm drivin' by your house
Though I know you're not at home

But I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream
Remember how you made me crazy?
Remember how I made you scream
Now I don't understand what happened to our love
But babe, I'm gonna get you back
I'm gonna show you what I'm made of

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
I see you walkin' real slow and you're smilin' at everyone
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

Out on the road today, I saw a BLACK FLAG sticker on a Cadillac
A little voice Inside my head said, "Don't look back. You can never look back."
I thought I knew what love was
What did I know?
Those days are gone forever
I should just let them go but-

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got that top pulled down and that radio on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got that hair slicked back and those Wayfarers on, baby
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
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Nothing much going on today. Just kind schlepping around for Dad and running to Wegmans for orange juice. We got Dad a shirt, some handkerchiefs, and a kite for Father's Day. They (the parents) were going to go to the movies later, but Mater's not feeling well so they rented something instead.

I got to talk to Maurice before. He's going to start using his journal now ([livejournal.com profile] faceone). Hooray! He's got some awesome icons, too. Drew them himself :D

And I have a new icon. It's a painting of Luthien, with the lyrics from Clannad's "I Will Find You" on it. So now I have effectively crossed my two favorite things: Last of the Mohicans and LOTR. "I Will Find You" being the theme for the former. They play it when the girls are being taken to the Huron village and Hawkeye and Co. are following them. So romantic...*swoon* /girly moment. LOTM is the one movie I get really mushy about. Eh.

The moral of the story is that Last of the Mohicans is a great movie, and you should all go out and watch it RIGHT NOW.

It actually really reminds me of LOTR/Silmarillion. Or vice versa. And I have to go eat now, so I'm going to stop with the rambling for a while.

A letter.

Jun. 12th, 2003 10:27 pm
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Dear Mr. Bloom,

Please make up your mind as to whether you are hot or weird looking. Just so I can make up my mind as to whether or not to lust after you on a continued basis.

Thank you,

Heather Allen.


.........

Dear Miss Allen,

Please lust after me even if I am weird looking.

Sincerely,

Orlando Bloom

.................


Yeah right. In my dreams.

But he is odd-looking. Not quite cute. Hmmm... does this mean I'm growing out of this phase? If so, hooray.

This is what happens when you have no life- you make one up inside your head. It's okay, though. Mom told me that she talked to Paul McCartney in her head for years, so it's okay if a mental Legolas follows me around.
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For the record, I'm counting the days till I die. I've got a lot of questions for a lot of currently dead people. Right now I'm planning on having a really long talk with Prof. Tolkien (as I'm sure are many other people.) Questions I have:

t is the Elven word for yes?
How old is Legolas, really, and what the hell was his mother's name?
Did Elladan and Elrohir go over the Sea or not?


There were more, but I can't remember them right now.

Legolas is the dullest character in the books. But it kind of suprises me that he doesn't have every single little bit of info listed in the appendices- everyone else does, even relatively insignificant characters. *sighs*

Also found out a lot about Tar-Ancalimë (first ruling queen of Numenor.) It's a pretty interesting story. Basically she was raised to be a rabid man-hater by her mother, who was always pissed of at her husband for being on long sea voyages. Huzzah. Decided I like her anyway and am still going as her to Toronto in December. I started working on the embroidery details last night, and they're pretty cool so far. We'll see how it goes. Tess decided to be Eowyn, and she's going in the white dress with Finduilas's mantle (Guess who's embroidering it!) I don't mind though, since I like needlework. Although I can't sew. Guess I'm gonna have to learn, huh.

Also have to buy tickets. There goes the Ninja Fund. For now. *evil laugh*
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Man, it drives me nuts. I have all these journal entries in my head, and I never get a chance to write them, and when I do finally get to sit down and type something, there's no point cause it's past news and all out of my head anyway.

Work is work and play is play. Foreverfree is gone, so now I have to search for yet another hosting service, it's raining, and I'm hungry. I (still) have ten thousand people to call and/or email and haven't done it yet. I'm trying to talk my sister and my mother into playing musical bedrooms so I can (selfishly) have the room I want, and am (suprisingly) succeeding. Legolas still follows me around and makes a general pain of himself but (aww) he takes care of me. I need new shoes and that's my life right now.

I'm not complaining, mind you. Just stating facts.

We're in for a cool, wet summer, I think. Who knows. I'll be working on the best days of it anyway, so...? Huzzah, I suppose.

Got two costume patterns at Joanne's -Kelsey's Eowyn and my Tar Ancalime- for the Toronto thing. But I got them for 99 cents each- and they're like fifteen bucks a piece normally! So WOO!

Last night I dreamed that I didn't know what to do with my life, so I asked Mom about it. She took me into this bakery, and was pointing out things and talking about them. She held up a pie and said that the meaning of life could be found inside. In my dream all this philosophy mixed with food made perfect sense and when I woke up I was convinced that I had just opened up a bakery of my own last week.

Either it's a sign from God or I'm going crazy.

-_-

May. 23rd, 2003 05:18 pm
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Okay. It's official, we're not going anywhere. It makes my life easier but I'm still kinda going through let down. Onwards and upwards, however. Moving on.

You know who was nuts? Tolkien was nuts. I thought I was nuts, but apparently I'm not nuts at all. His languages are so in depth and they don't even exist. This boggles my mind.

Excuse me. I need to go learn English again. Because, you see, I cannot remember for the life of me what an adverb is.

Also, I'm thinking of taking up Candomblé as a religion. Although that would mean moving to Brazil...

...which could be interesting.

*runs for dictionaries*
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Okay. So my biggest problem lately-aside from the usual financial issues and whatnot- has been sleeping. I haven’t been able to fall asleep, and I’ve brought it on myself.

You might think it concerned my fascination with Macbeth, considering all the trouble they have in that play with sleeping and insomnia and everything else that comes with murder and mayhem. True, I’ve been working on doing a modern-type version of Macbeth, but this isn’t the reason for my sleepless nights.

No, I can blame this one squarely on Legolas.

Or, more specifically, this poster of Legolas, which is about four feet square and hanging directly over my bed.

legolas poster

You know, the one that every time I passed it in the mall, I would kind of slow down and stop and giggle incoherently. With a really, really stupid grin on my face.

Well, now it’s over my bed and I’m done for. I giggle when I wake up, I giggle when I go to sleep at night. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. The weird thing is the way the next door neighbor’s security light shines right thought my window, only illuminating Legolas’s face.

I can’t sleep at night because Legolas is staring at me.

What a wonderful dilemma to find myself in. I’d move it except there’s no place else to put it. I guess I’ll just have to get used to Legless staring at me when I’m trying to sleep.

Or, I could just go and buy a gun and shoot the neighbor’s light out. Yep. That would solve a lot of problems.

…………

See, I find this whole “Orlando Bloom Crush” think interesting, but at the same time, annoying. He’s SO not my type. Why, then, does just looking at him cause me to go into some sort of fangirl-sugar-coma? *shudder* Damn hormones. Or damn-lust-center-of-my-brain. Whichever.

But out of Orlandocuriosity, I went to a couple of his fansites. Nothing really interesting, except this compatability thing which I find hysterical.

99% physically compatible
22% emotionally compatible

There was more- 88% intellectually compatible or something- but who cares about that.

He’s not my type. He gets all… emotional and stuff. (Except for the sex. Yeah, hook me up with that.)

But enough about Helicopter Boy.

Happy Mother’s Day to everyone’s moms. Buy them flowers. That is your mission. Jeannette and her Troop sent my mom flowers via flowers.com from the DMZ in Korea... Mom started to cry, she was so touched. They all look forward to her letters and I think they've kind of adopted her.

And congratulations to [livejournal.com profile] darkshade and [livejournal.com profile] marilita who graduated!

Weather note: It is really FUCKING COOL outside. Windy. Black clouds with a yellow sky close to the horizon… my type of weather. Please excuse me, I’m about to have a come to Jesus meeting with a thunderstorm. I’ll be back, and finish this update, later.
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Gah. Work tonight (mine.)
Gah. Work tomorrow (theirs.)

Got less accomplished than usual. Spent the whole day shopping for Easter clothes- wound up with a LOTR MAD magazine and some toothpaste. While this might make for an interesting fashion statement in some circles, it's hardy acceptable for my conservative-ish church.

My sister, on the other hand, looks like a twenty-three year old lawyer straight off the set of Ally McBeal. She's not the skinniest person in the world, but the outfit she got made my jaw drop. Sheesh. The only thing I found that fit made me look like a 1950's something -housewife? socialite?- all I needed was a string of pearls. Erg.

In other news, Dad gave me a pirate name. I'm now the terror of the Seven Seas- Captain Daisy of the Good Ship Annoyance.

Daisy?

Oh well. It can't be taken back now. Daisy I be, arrrrrr.

Yes. We're all talking like pirates now. Damn Johnny Depp and Lando (so called because Mom said that 'Orli' was ridiculous and girly) and Geena Davis. And Isle of Dogs, for that matter. That's REALLY what started it all.

*hysterical giggle*

NO TIME, PRECIOUS! NASSSTY DAYLIGHT SAVINGS FUCKERS TOOK IT FROM USSSSS!!!!!
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Some people have already seen this. But this is more specifically for [livejournal.com profile] kenope.

Because I just can’t leave the boys hanging like that. Once again, Nekkid Elf (and Girl) – but this one is for the guys. Drool away.

Read more... )

*This picture and the previous are from the website Theban Band, for those of you unfamiliar with these manips. Yeah. Go there, but be warned, it’s slash-heavy.

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