12.31.2010
'Santa Claws'
Oh my, I think this is the first time Simon's said anything other than 'Unh'...
Cute Overload! More Simon's Cat!
12.30.2010
WordBlogging
I’m writing this from a moving car, on the way to Virginia. By the time I can post this, I’ll either be in Virginia or in a hospital bed (after the unlikely event of a car crash).
We’re listening to the Beauty and the Beast soundtrack, because the kidling started crying (not sure why). Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest...
Chip the teacup has always been, and will always be, my favorite character. He’s so cute!
Y’know what I would really, really love? A pet dragon. One big enough to ride around on. It’d have to have great big wings, like a 30- or 40-foot wingspan or something, and huge chest muscles. It’d be the standard 4-leg 2-wing model, I guess, like a typical European dragon. I could ride around on it andconquer nearby castles beat morning rush hour. Dragons are so cool.
Taylor Swift. She is incredibly talented and freakin’ gorgeous. But she really, really needs to get over Joe Jonas. Like, yes, he was kind of a jerk when he broke up with you, but hasn’t it been like a year now? More? He’s just a boy, Taylor. Haven’t you cried him out of your system yet?
That’s right, dear. Just leave him in the tissue. There, there. *chucks tissue in the trash*
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Now we’re listening to the first CD (of 3) of The Magnetic Fields’ ’69 Love Songs.’ I got it for Christmas. I actually really like it- I don’t think I’d ever even heard of them, but they’re good. The singer’s voice is pretty weird, but in a good way. So, uh, yeah. Go listen to them. I suggest “I Don’t Believe in the Sun,” song-wise.
[in VA]
The names of the 2 networks here are “Gondor” and “Mordor”. Mordor has better connection, so I’m trying to get into that first. I’ve tried “aragornking”, “aragornsonofarathorn”, “onecannotsimplywalkinto”, “lordoftherings”, “ringofpower”, “sauron”, “eyeofsauron”, “saruman1”, “whitehandofsaruman”, “theodenking”, “legolas”, “fellowshipofthering”, “thetwotowers”, “returnoftheking”, “ridersofrohan”, “wormtongue”, “wormtonguesucks”, “merrychristmas”, “merrychristmasbitch”, “password”, “password123”, “[lastname]House”...
I’m beginning to think that my grandmother is better at naming networks than I had thought...
next day...
The password was the initials of the first stanza of that baseball poem (The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day...).
Anyway. I'm not dead. Here, have a tapir.
We’re listening to the Beauty and the Beast soundtrack, because the kidling started crying (not sure why). Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest...
Chip the teacup has always been, and will always be, my favorite character. He’s so cute!
Y’know what I would really, really love? A pet dragon. One big enough to ride around on. It’d have to have great big wings, like a 30- or 40-foot wingspan or something, and huge chest muscles. It’d be the standard 4-leg 2-wing model, I guess, like a typical European dragon. I could ride around on it and
Taylor Swift. She is incredibly talented and freakin’ gorgeous. But she really, really needs to get over Joe Jonas. Like, yes, he was kind of a jerk when he broke up with you, but hasn’t it been like a year now? More? He’s just a boy, Taylor. Haven’t you cried him out of your system yet?
That’s right, dear. Just leave him in the tissue. There, there. *chucks tissue in the trash*
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Now we’re listening to the first CD (of 3) of The Magnetic Fields’ ’69 Love Songs.’ I got it for Christmas. I actually really like it- I don’t think I’d ever even heard of them, but they’re good. The singer’s voice is pretty weird, but in a good way. So, uh, yeah. Go listen to them. I suggest “I Don’t Believe in the Sun,” song-wise.
[in VA]
The names of the 2 networks here are “Gondor” and “Mordor”. Mordor has better connection, so I’m trying to get into that first. I’ve tried “aragornking”, “aragornsonofarathorn”, “onecannotsimplywalkinto”, “lordoftherings”, “ringofpower”, “sauron”, “eyeofsauron”, “saruman1”, “whitehandofsaruman”, “theodenking”, “legolas”, “fellowshipofthering”, “thetwotowers”, “returnoftheking”, “ridersofrohan”, “wormtongue”, “wormtonguesucks”, “merrychristmas”, “merrychristmasbitch”, “password”, “password123”, “[lastname]House”...
I’m beginning to think that my grandmother is better at naming networks than I had thought...
next day...
The password was the initials of the first stanza of that baseball poem (The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day...).
Anyway. I'm not dead. Here, have a tapir.
12.28.2010
12.27.2010
Sick
Oh man, it's totally Grammar Complaint Day here.
I hate how "sick" has become a 'compliment' word. Every single popular person in my grade says "sick" instead of, say, "awesome" or "cool." So like, now I can't say "That's sick" when someone shows me a video of a cat on LSD (for example), because they might think I mean that I think it's hilarious and send me more. Now I have to remember to use "repulsive" or "cruel" or "sadistic." Which, y'know, are more interesting words, but they're not what I would say immediately.
Also, I totally don't get the etymology behind this. Like, who decided that 'sick' should be the next 'awesome'? Who thought it would be a good idea to turn a useful negative word into an unclear positive word? Wasn't "awesome" enough?
Anyway yeah. Sometimes changing the meanings of words is fun, but usually it's just annoying. :/
I hate how "sick" has become a 'compliment' word. Every single popular person in my grade says "sick" instead of, say, "awesome" or "cool." So like, now I can't say "That's sick" when someone shows me a video of a cat on LSD (for example), because they might think I mean that I think it's hilarious and send me more. Now I have to remember to use "repulsive" or "cruel" or "sadistic." Which, y'know, are more interesting words, but they're not what I would say immediately.
Also, I totally don't get the etymology behind this. Like, who decided that 'sick' should be the next 'awesome'? Who thought it would be a good idea to turn a useful negative word into an unclear positive word? Wasn't "awesome" enough?
Anyway yeah. Sometimes changing the meanings of words is fun, but usually it's just annoying. :/
"Everyday"
OMG RANDOM GRAMMAR NAZI TIME
Okay, so y'know what ruffles my feathers?
The way people use words like "everyday" or "anyone" or "everyone" when that's really not what they should be using.
For example, let's say Bobby here:
Is trying to tell Facebook that every single flower in his garden bloomed.
He would be incorrect if he said, "oh yay, everyone of my flowers bloomed!"
Yes, "everyone" is a word-- however, Bobby just raped the English language by making it refer to every one of his flowers.
Similarly, if he wanted to tell Facebook that he would be eating chocolate 24/7 as his New Year's resolution, he would not want to say, "I'm gonna eat chocolate everyday this year!"
Or if he wanted to ask Facebook if they'd seen any of the multiple Harry Potter movies, he would not want to say "hey has someone seen anyone of the 7 hp movies?"
But when that does happen, the English language calls up its big brother Latin, and Latin goes pre-medieval on your ass.
Okay, so y'know what ruffles my feathers?
The way people use words like "everyday" or "anyone" or "everyone" when that's really not what they should be using.
For example, let's say Bobby here:
Is trying to tell Facebook that every single flower in his garden bloomed.
He would be incorrect if he said, "oh yay, everyone of my flowers bloomed!"
Yes, "everyone" is a word-- however, Bobby just raped the English language by making it refer to every one of his flowers.
Similarly, if he wanted to tell Facebook that he would be eating chocolate 24/7 as his New Year's resolution, he would not want to say, "I'm gonna eat chocolate everyday this year!"
Or if he wanted to ask Facebook if they'd seen any of the multiple Harry Potter movies, he would not want to say "hey has someone seen anyone of the 7 hp movies?"
But when that does happen, the English language calls up its big brother Latin, and Latin goes pre-medieval on your ass.
Snowstorm
December 2010 Blizzard Timelapse from Michael Black on Vimeo.
FFFFF
And I thought the 6 inches we got on Christmas Day was special...
Sigh.
12.26.2010
Rrrrnnnnnn....
Here's the YouTube description:
During my wisdom teeth removal, I must have been dreaming of hooning a car. This was recorded Spring Break of 2010 I believe. I don't remember anything from the surgery but I have been told I did this for the entire time I was under. Heavy anesthetics were used.
Found via The Daily Wh.At.
12.25.2010
12.24.2010
Here, Have a Bunch of Crappy Drawings
Merry Christmas, yo'
Sources have informed me I'm getting a hat that incorporates Cthulhu somewhere into it. This is my interpretation of that information.
This is me after 6 hours of sleep. That says "sleep," not "sheep."
The pun here is that it's a herp-a-derp-atarium.
The original caption here was "they're in season now." It's true. I've been eating them like candy.
Frageplz.
The original caption was "yep. it's a regular excitement-fest over here."
I almost fainted at Target the other day. :|
Be impressed by my Christmas-ornament-drawing skills. BE IMPRESSED!
True fact.
I got a new coat.
I AM NOT FAPPING. I AM RUBBING MY PAWS TOGETHER EVILLY.
I bought myself a premium membership on deviantART. That means I had an asterisk in front of my username. Then I changed it so that I'm a beta tester, which means I get an equals sign. (It goes ~username, then *username, then =username, if you follow my pattern.)
These are all drawings I drew on Alien's dA page to be obnoxious. It's okay, she still loves me. :)
Sources have informed me I'm getting a hat that incorporates Cthulhu somewhere into it. This is my interpretation of that information.
This is me after 6 hours of sleep. That says "sleep," not "sheep."
The pun here is that it's a herp-a-derp-atarium.
The original caption here was "they're in season now." It's true. I've been eating them like candy.
Frageplz.
The original caption was "yep. it's a regular excitement-fest over here."
I almost fainted at Target the other day. :|
Be impressed by my Christmas-ornament-drawing skills. BE IMPRESSED!
True fact.
I got a new coat.
I AM NOT FAPPING. I AM RUBBING MY PAWS TOGETHER EVILLY.
I bought myself a premium membership on deviantART. That means I had an asterisk in front of my username. Then I changed it so that I'm a beta tester, which means I get an equals sign. (It goes ~username, then *username, then =username, if you follow my pattern.)
These are all drawings I drew on Alien's dA page to be obnoxious. It's okay, she still loves me. :)
12.23.2010
12.19.2010
12.17.2010
Exams
So today we had the algebra and LA exams, and it was REALLY WEIRD, cuz like I was expecting the algebra exam to SUCK and the LA exam to be a total breeze, but nooooo. The algebra exam was easy, which was faboo. But the LA exam...
Well.
So all year we've been doing short stories and poems, right? And literary elements, and stuff. So Mr Sheep, my LA teacher, told us we were going to have to write 2 essays on the exam, and that's it. Which is, y'know, excellent, because I'm great at essay-writing, if I do say so myself. And I do. So last week, Mr Sheep was like "I'm gonna give you this essay thing to write to see if you need to study for the exam next week!"
So he gave us that. And we wrote our little essays. And it was pretty cool. I got a 100.
And then today, I went to the exam room and sat down and got out my paper and pencils and stuff, and Ms Harpen E passed out the exams, and I looked at the short story and poem, and the questions we were supposed to essay-ify, and...
I had nothing.
The short story was "The House on Mango Street," by, uh, I'm not sure. It's basically about a family who keeps having to move to crappy house after crappy house, and their family keeps getting bigger, and it kinda sucks all around for them. It's a good story, though. But the question I was supposed to answer in an essay was, "How does the point of view of the narrator relate to the theme of the story?"
The theme of the story, IMO, was that "If you can't be proud of it, it's not your HOME." But that has nothing to do with the narrator. The narrator was a genderless child of undetermined age.
You can see my problem.
So I tried to BS my way through an essay for a while, but I got about a paragraph in before I used up every single idea I had.
I took a look at the poem.
It was "The Bean-Eaters," by I forget. It was a three-stanza poem about a couple of old people sitting around eating beans and remembering things.
I was supposed to answer "How is the setting of the poem related to the theme of the poem?"
Well, the setting was a house. I think. Possibly. But that didn't have any effect on the theme of the poem- it might well have been an apartment. It didn't matter.
So I'm sitting there, and I have nothing to write, and 45 of the 90 minutes we're given are up. I have 45 minutes to write 2 essays without failing or breaking my soul. Neither of the essays are essays that I can write. This is my LA exam.
So.
I decided to do the unthinkable.
I wrote an essay as to why I could not write the other two essays.
It was about 5,000 times better than any essay I could have written on the given materials.
In the conclusion, I reminded Mr Sheep that I am an A+ student, and I never have problems with writing essays. I also said that I accept any grade he gives me, just so long as he understands why I wrote what I did, and I understand why he gave me the grade.
So yeah!
Well.
So all year we've been doing short stories and poems, right? And literary elements, and stuff. So Mr Sheep, my LA teacher, told us we were going to have to write 2 essays on the exam, and that's it. Which is, y'know, excellent, because I'm great at essay-writing, if I do say so myself. And I do. So last week, Mr Sheep was like "I'm gonna give you this essay thing to write to see if you need to study for the exam next week!"
So he gave us that. And we wrote our little essays. And it was pretty cool. I got a 100.
And then today, I went to the exam room and sat down and got out my paper and pencils and stuff, and Ms Harpen E passed out the exams, and I looked at the short story and poem, and the questions we were supposed to essay-ify, and...
I had nothing.
The short story was "The House on Mango Street," by, uh, I'm not sure. It's basically about a family who keeps having to move to crappy house after crappy house, and their family keeps getting bigger, and it kinda sucks all around for them. It's a good story, though. But the question I was supposed to answer in an essay was, "How does the point of view of the narrator relate to the theme of the story?"
The theme of the story, IMO, was that "If you can't be proud of it, it's not your HOME." But that has nothing to do with the narrator. The narrator was a genderless child of undetermined age.
You can see my problem.
So I tried to BS my way through an essay for a while, but I got about a paragraph in before I used up every single idea I had.
I took a look at the poem.
It was "The Bean-Eaters," by I forget. It was a three-stanza poem about a couple of old people sitting around eating beans and remembering things.
I was supposed to answer "How is the setting of the poem related to the theme of the poem?"
Well, the setting was a house. I think. Possibly. But that didn't have any effect on the theme of the poem- it might well have been an apartment. It didn't matter.
So I'm sitting there, and I have nothing to write, and 45 of the 90 minutes we're given are up. I have 45 minutes to write 2 essays without failing or breaking my soul. Neither of the essays are essays that I can write. This is my LA exam.
So.
I decided to do the unthinkable.
I wrote an essay as to why I could not write the other two essays.
It was about 5,000 times better than any essay I could have written on the given materials.
In the conclusion, I reminded Mr Sheep that I am an A+ student, and I never have problems with writing essays. I also said that I accept any grade he gives me, just so long as he understands why I wrote what I did, and I understand why he gave me the grade.
So yeah!
Cartoons!
Hi there.
I thought I would share a bunch of my favorite TV shows with you, in no particular order.
Sagwa the Chinese Siamese Cat
Static Shock!
Teen Titans
Dragon Tales
Totally Spies!
Danny Phantom
I thought I would share a bunch of my favorite TV shows with you, in no particular order.
12.16.2010
12.15.2010
The Ongoing Saga of My Cat and My Lap
In the beginning, there was nothing.
Then, there was Theodore.
Then, there was Lap.
It was only a matter of time before Theodore met Lap.
And after that, it was only a matter of time before things got out of hand.
Or should I say... out of paw.
I'll keep you posted.
Then, there was Theodore.
Then, there was Lap.
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| *grope* |
I'll keep you posted.
12.14.2010
12.09.2010
12.03.2010
11.29.2010
11.25.2010
Happy Turkey Day
This Thanksgiving, remember to be thankful for you wuffly fuzzy friends...
Including your dogs...
Your cats...
Prince Baby hates the world.
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| Minou is Granny's kitty. She's goooorrrrgeous. |
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| Rags is my step-grandmother's doggie. He's totally a baby wookie. |
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| This is Theodore. I forgot to put his name on here. |
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