Lunatics and Princesses

For instance, the other night Andy beat Kelsey at LOTR Trivial Pursuit.

I actually won (wow, big suprise.../sarcasm) but Kelsey and Andy decided to play it out all the way to the end. Poor Kelse. And she got all the stupid questions, too- "Who owns the magical mirror in Lothlorien? Where did Frodo wake up after the Ringwraith stabbed him?" and Andy still beat her. After he won she just sat there, staring at the board like she couldn't believe it.

This is actually pretty funny, because Kelsey is not only as big of a geek as I am, but she has a photographic memory, and thus has every line from every extended edition memorized. Andy couldn't remember Gollum's name at one point, and he kept getting questions that had to do with obscure Theoden quotes. Of course Mom and Dad made all kinds of cracks about writing this incident down on the calendar. Poor kid's still kind of in shock. I guess I'm mean even telling you guys about it, but I owe her one for the nickname incident. Payback is sweet. Heh.

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Dragged Mom to the store last night so I could make some Christmas gift exchanges. I got a new tiara, since the one Mom got originally was too tall. It's so sweet :) It's a Russian style tiara, which means that the top curves in a half circle as opposed to coming to a central point. It's the style most reminiscent of the kokoshnik, the traditional Russian headdress that the modern tiara is based on. And it's very comfortable and lightweight, which means that I can sit through an opera without getting a headache for once. SCORE!

Also traded in the Random Rap CD for U2's "How to Dismantle An Atomic Bomb." I've been listening to this album constantly since last night, and I just about love it to pieces. I agree with Karen about the GS-ish songs. A lot of them strike me as such, or as songs that would fit well in that ship. But then, I was thinking about that in the shower this morning, and decided that I'm the type of person who makes things into what they want them to be. If my current fandom obsession was still Dark Angel, you can bet that this album would strike me as totally Max/Logan. *ponders* Which, now that I think about it, it does.

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I wrote a poem last night. This isn't that odd, since I'm constantly writing things like poems and stories in my head, but I actually got up and wrote this one down, so I didn't lose it, or most of it. It's odd what eyeliner and lipstick can inspire in you. Or rather, the lack of motiviation to wash it off once you've put it on, because you're too lazy.

Haven't decided whether or not to post it in here. Might. Might not.

...I love Jorja to death, but my new green necklace is way prettier than hers. Okay, she's not allowed to dress herself anymore, hmmm?

I totally forgot about the Olympic Opening Ceremony thing tonight.

Shit, I always like to watch that stuff. Oh, well. I've had an enjoyable evening reading CSI fanfic and surfing every damn website under the sun for a fringe tiara.

The Queen of England can have one, but apparently they don't make them for the common riffraff. Bah.

On a "Now at 11" type note, I got trashed last night. Some highlights include singing Goodbye Earl (at the same bar, again) with Megan, and Andrew joining in; Megan falling asleep in Shayna's flowerbed; Solomon break dancing; me sitting in a puddle for no apparent reason and then getting pissed that someone let me do that; Josh asking me "WWAD, Feather? What Would Aragorn Do?" as he dragged my ass back across the street; putting Chrissy to bed and waking Shayna's mom up by accident; falling asleep on Shayna's couch; driving home barefoot because my shoes were all wet.

Smirnoff Triple Black tastes alot better when you're already drunk then it does when you start out drinking it.

Solomon barfed chicken wings all over the arm of his chair. Ewwww. Why do people always throw up chicken wings? That's the second time I've run into someone doing that. It's so, so gross.

I love my [ex] co-workers.

Past couple of days I've spent a few hours online lusting after tiaras. I should start to make my own.

I only have four.

I need more than that.

I really, REALLY, want an imperial Russian style one.
And one that's Empress Josephine style. God, that woman had GREAT tiaras.



I like this one. Intriguing.



Another good one.

And I think people should start wearing masks again, like they did in old Venice. Yeah. *blinks as everyone looks at her oddly* Okay, okay. I'll shut up with my radical views.