the base guitar from today's song of goodness Muse - Dark Shines
I had a converstaion with Jamie online today. She said that today was the day that people in Sweeden chased trolls and wolves away or something. Fireworks and bonfires seemed to do it.. and prayers I think. I was going to copy and post the conversation but I sadly closed the window by accident. :(
I also had several lovely conversations with Molly :) and we bounced Harry Potter theories off of our silly little heads. And talked about different insights we had noticed in the HP world.
I posted a delightfully wicked plot for a Father/Son Harry Potter fic at the YahooGroups HPSS Gen Fest. Perhaps I will post it here sometime. I also put up a link to my Harry Potter and Severus Snape website. I haven't posted it here for awhile so here goes: Potions, Snitches, and Unlikely Relations: Jan's List of Harry Potter Fanfiction at http://www.geocities.com/Jan_AQ3
A Harry Potter fanfic comic: http://www.dangermouse.net/cgi-bin/comic.pl?comic=459
tired.. can't keep my eyes open. Goodnight...
Friday, April 30, 2004
what a chore
Song of goodnes: I was going to say the Excel baka song but this other one just came on that I really like, so I'll have to go with: Lamb Gorecki :)
Dreams
Fist something about Easter. I found myself in a type of park. There were risers in the middle.. I think we were setting something up. People milled about. I found myself heading left, and entered a tent. The Dietz' were there. There was a lady painting faces, another doing colour charcoal portraits. She was currently working on a blond woman. James teased me and said that I should get one done to highlight my beauty or something. :P Some children outside started to sing Easter songs.
Some how I found myself inside in a room. There were four low, square tables. I was with some youth, dressed up as rabbits. We were supposed to give out Easter candy eggs and such. Some families with small children sat around the tables. I think I was some odd bunny costume. We passed out baskets and eggs and stuff. We were all happy because there were extras and we could eat them. One young father was upset and called me over to give his table stuff. I was faintly annoyed since it wasn't really my table. Either some people were skimping out and keeping their eggs or this guy just wanted extras. I reminded myself that I shouldn't feel annoyed or anything since I didn't really need to eat a gazillion chocolate eggs and that I should repair any misdemaners that were made by my coworkers. I *hopped* over carefully in some high heeled shoes with a cheesy easter bunny smile, and passed out some large eggs. I hope I never do that in real life.
The next part of my dream: For some reson i found myself back in my old house, renovated, in that really big room that James and I shared when were were little. This time it was bigger, and had all sort of strange electric outlets. James was over in the other corner on his bed playing with the window. I was with Wayne.. he placed a new computer on a light wooden dining table. I inspecte dthe strange plugs by my window... there was one at the top that was rectangular and have some thin flat bolts to slide in the sides. Waybe reached over to plug something in and I sai d"Daddy, no!" calling him up short. I then found something to fit in the rectangular plug and found that it controled the window.
The last part of my dream: It was a continuation of the recurring dream I have about being on a changing task force in the mountains. The one where a woman is playing a spy and trying to infiltrate a compound.. she drives up in her car and some guys in green army fatigues, rifles, and speaking a different language stop her. I thikn that they were wearing those black barrets. She claims to be arriving on behalf of one Dr. something. The army guys don't buy it and start to shot her car. She somehow drives away and arrive at our hidden base cabin unharmed. In this particular dream, I seem to be a young newbie that everyone watches out for and teaches stuff, silly stuff like a card game or the best way to interact with the different people. As if they want to entertain me. I think that I'm there just to learn and not activly participate in any missions. The attitude is very relaxed, as if no one is in any life threatening situations. I have the feeling that they are all playing a scenario game. Well in this part of the dream, the lady comes back unharmed. When asked, she tells the people ther that it was a 'no go' and that they'll have to try the doctor next. Someone else says that he is scheduled to arrive later that after noon. Back inside, the guy arrives. He teasingly says something about how he will have to move in with someone because I took his room. He then proceeds to show me the different silly disguises he plans to wear as a comical doctor. It was the same silly feeling that you get when you watch the clowns in that French Canadian circus, Circus of the Sun. He put on a red nose and a wig and funny face shape altering rubber.. big shoes ect... and then it all started to warp around. Hm.
Dreams
Fist something about Easter. I found myself in a type of park. There were risers in the middle.. I think we were setting something up. People milled about. I found myself heading left, and entered a tent. The Dietz' were there. There was a lady painting faces, another doing colour charcoal portraits. She was currently working on a blond woman. James teased me and said that I should get one done to highlight my beauty or something. :P Some children outside started to sing Easter songs.
Some how I found myself inside in a room. There were four low, square tables. I was with some youth, dressed up as rabbits. We were supposed to give out Easter candy eggs and such. Some families with small children sat around the tables. I think I was some odd bunny costume. We passed out baskets and eggs and stuff. We were all happy because there were extras and we could eat them. One young father was upset and called me over to give his table stuff. I was faintly annoyed since it wasn't really my table. Either some people were skimping out and keeping their eggs or this guy just wanted extras. I reminded myself that I shouldn't feel annoyed or anything since I didn't really need to eat a gazillion chocolate eggs and that I should repair any misdemaners that were made by my coworkers. I *hopped* over carefully in some high heeled shoes with a cheesy easter bunny smile, and passed out some large eggs. I hope I never do that in real life.
The next part of my dream: For some reson i found myself back in my old house, renovated, in that really big room that James and I shared when were were little. This time it was bigger, and had all sort of strange electric outlets. James was over in the other corner on his bed playing with the window. I was with Wayne.. he placed a new computer on a light wooden dining table. I inspecte dthe strange plugs by my window... there was one at the top that was rectangular and have some thin flat bolts to slide in the sides. Waybe reached over to plug something in and I sai d"Daddy, no!" calling him up short. I then found something to fit in the rectangular plug and found that it controled the window.
The last part of my dream: It was a continuation of the recurring dream I have about being on a changing task force in the mountains. The one where a woman is playing a spy and trying to infiltrate a compound.. she drives up in her car and some guys in green army fatigues, rifles, and speaking a different language stop her. I thikn that they were wearing those black barrets. She claims to be arriving on behalf of one Dr. something. The army guys don't buy it and start to shot her car. She somehow drives away and arrive at our hidden base cabin unharmed. In this particular dream, I seem to be a young newbie that everyone watches out for and teaches stuff, silly stuff like a card game or the best way to interact with the different people. As if they want to entertain me. I think that I'm there just to learn and not activly participate in any missions. The attitude is very relaxed, as if no one is in any life threatening situations. I have the feeling that they are all playing a scenario game. Well in this part of the dream, the lady comes back unharmed. When asked, she tells the people ther that it was a 'no go' and that they'll have to try the doctor next. Someone else says that he is scheduled to arrive later that after noon. Back inside, the guy arrives. He teasingly says something about how he will have to move in with someone because I took his room. He then proceeds to show me the different silly disguises he plans to wear as a comical doctor. It was the same silly feeling that you get when you watch the clowns in that French Canadian circus, Circus of the Sun. He put on a red nose and a wig and funny face shape altering rubber.. big shoes ect... and then it all started to warp around. Hm.
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
360 degrees
Song of Goodess: Muse - Bliss
Dreams
I had some pretty nice ones. :)
The first thing that I can remember:
Somehow I was underground in what felt like a mall or a subway. I was waiting in front of an elevator. Someone was explaining to me why how the creator had made a mistkae and one of the elevators, while traveling on the horizontal plane to the right had blown up in Tokyo or something (Maybe they were Vulcans living in this complex in Little Tokyo?). I got on the elevator and traveled up with this person and some others to a living floor. The person explained that to make up for it, the creator made the elevators for the residents of Tokyo extravagant, and made everything else for them the best he could, and exclaimed that I had to see it. We got of at the living level, and I think I walked around a little before winding up at the doors to an 'extravagant elevator'. it was nice, carpeted in a deep red but I thought, 'hey this isn't that nice. It should be better.' So my imagination called up some pictures/plans of the other elevators with elaborate marble tiled floors with wood chairs in the four corners and end tables holding globes.
I looked at the other people in the elevator, there was a man dressed in a nice business suit and.. Jean! :) The man in the elevator got out on a level, and I saw him approach a secretay at a desk as the doors closed. I greeted Jean, she was traveling to work at some international business in an internship or something. The elevator traveled on and te walls changed to glass.
We ended up overlooking a several story high entrance center. It was gorgeous with marble floors and column fountains with plants scattered all over. Some attandent desks were off to the side away from us, and to our left were several platform areas connected with stairs to a balcony level. The elevator lowered to the ground floor and as we got got, Jean said her goodbyes and left with a smile and a wave.
I turned to the interlocking platforms and traveled up a mini-maze to the top balcony. It was a lovely library. I passed some people reading an important newspaper and some students researching stuff. For some reason I spotted my Grandfather with some VIPs who were in charge of stuff on their way to a meeting and I waved. I then bounced around acting like a total blitz. Somehow I ended up on one of the higher levels in the middle of a crowd of girls. They were waiting either for a Harry Potter book signing or maybe for Miyavi to sing to them or something. I wasn't too excited. Then I think I woke up.
Dreams
I had some pretty nice ones. :)
The first thing that I can remember:
Somehow I was underground in what felt like a mall or a subway. I was waiting in front of an elevator. Someone was explaining to me why how the creator had made a mistkae and one of the elevators, while traveling on the horizontal plane to the right had blown up in Tokyo or something (Maybe they were Vulcans living in this complex in Little Tokyo?). I got on the elevator and traveled up with this person and some others to a living floor. The person explained that to make up for it, the creator made the elevators for the residents of Tokyo extravagant, and made everything else for them the best he could, and exclaimed that I had to see it. We got of at the living level, and I think I walked around a little before winding up at the doors to an 'extravagant elevator'. it was nice, carpeted in a deep red but I thought, 'hey this isn't that nice. It should be better.' So my imagination called up some pictures/plans of the other elevators with elaborate marble tiled floors with wood chairs in the four corners and end tables holding globes.
I looked at the other people in the elevator, there was a man dressed in a nice business suit and.. Jean! :) The man in the elevator got out on a level, and I saw him approach a secretay at a desk as the doors closed. I greeted Jean, she was traveling to work at some international business in an internship or something. The elevator traveled on and te walls changed to glass.
We ended up overlooking a several story high entrance center. It was gorgeous with marble floors and column fountains with plants scattered all over. Some attandent desks were off to the side away from us, and to our left were several platform areas connected with stairs to a balcony level. The elevator lowered to the ground floor and as we got got, Jean said her goodbyes and left with a smile and a wave.
I turned to the interlocking platforms and traveled up a mini-maze to the top balcony. It was a lovely library. I passed some people reading an important newspaper and some students researching stuff. For some reason I spotted my Grandfather with some VIPs who were in charge of stuff on their way to a meeting and I waved. I then bounced around acting like a total blitz. Somehow I ended up on one of the higher levels in the middle of a crowd of girls. They were waiting either for a Harry Potter book signing or maybe for Miyavi to sing to them or something. I wasn't too excited. Then I think I woke up.
Monday, April 26, 2004
Yay! :)
Music of Goodness: Bill Whelan's Riverdance
Today was a good day. :) We came early to my orthodic doctor's office, so we dropped by a nearby music store. I guess that they sold used CDs or something because I managed to get three CDs for under 20 dollars. :) I now happily own Bill Whelan's Riverdance - Music from the Show ($6), The Prince of Egypt Soundtrack ($5), and "Music from the Motion Picture City of Angels". Yay!
*hops around to her riverdance soundtrack* I love this music. :) It makes you want to dance around and stuff.
Anyways, I have to go back and get my Orthodics covered in leather in about 2 weeks. Right now they have a funny rainbow splattered pattern on them. I'm not allowed to run in them yet. :( But I'm happy that I finally got them. :)
Music, running, a couple new visitors to my Website, and some updated fanfiction to read. A good day, indeed. ^_^ The only thing that would make it better is if Jess-chan came on and talked to me. ^_-
Today was a good day. :) We came early to my orthodic doctor's office, so we dropped by a nearby music store. I guess that they sold used CDs or something because I managed to get three CDs for under 20 dollars. :) I now happily own Bill Whelan's Riverdance - Music from the Show ($6), The Prince of Egypt Soundtrack ($5), and "Music from the Motion Picture City of Angels". Yay!
*hops around to her riverdance soundtrack* I love this music. :) It makes you want to dance around and stuff.
Anyways, I have to go back and get my Orthodics covered in leather in about 2 weeks. Right now they have a funny rainbow splattered pattern on them. I'm not allowed to run in them yet. :( But I'm happy that I finally got them. :)
Music, running, a couple new visitors to my Website, and some updated fanfiction to read. A good day, indeed. ^_^ The only thing that would make it better is if Jess-chan came on and talked to me. ^_-
dun feel so well
Song of Goodness: Muse - Stockholm Syndrome
I have a stomach ache. :(
Anyway, so on his way to work my Stepdad remembered that today was my orthodic appointment and turned the car around...
I guess I'll be getting them finally. :) Yay!
The Sister Missionaries came over for dinner yesterday. :) We played a bit of Bibleopoly. Fun.
I spent all day yesterday working on my website. It looks really good now. :) I also browsed some Miyavi and Vegeta p*ctures. I'm so upset that I can't find my favourite Miyavi ones. Wah. His company asked everyone to take them down. :( Someone's website was called "angst in pretty dresses" or "pretty angst" I can't quite remember. It was fitting. I also learned that I really hate Search Engines.
I IMed Mathew Rose yesterday by accident around 4 am. :} We spent some time reminiscing about the time we spent in Outpost10F a few years ago. What great fun.
I then browsed a site with some POA images and the new characters. http://www.geocities.com/zozalee/index.html
She had a link to what looked like a real review of the POA movie (a screen test viewing). Check date 2/24/04.
Augh. But now I have a stomach ache. Wah.
A broomstick down the throat angst moment: A theory I've heard several times (but reread last night from the YahooGroups Magical World of Harry Potter), that when Snape looked in the Mirror of Erised he saw nothing. That his greatest desire was not to exist.
I should draw that.
I have a stomach ache. :(
Anyway, so on his way to work my Stepdad remembered that today was my orthodic appointment and turned the car around...
I guess I'll be getting them finally. :) Yay!
The Sister Missionaries came over for dinner yesterday. :) We played a bit of Bibleopoly. Fun.
I spent all day yesterday working on my website. It looks really good now. :) I also browsed some Miyavi and Vegeta p*ctures. I'm so upset that I can't find my favourite Miyavi ones. Wah. His company asked everyone to take them down. :( Someone's website was called "angst in pretty dresses" or "pretty angst" I can't quite remember. It was fitting. I also learned that I really hate Search Engines.
I IMed Mathew Rose yesterday by accident around 4 am. :} We spent some time reminiscing about the time we spent in Outpost10F a few years ago. What great fun.
I then browsed a site with some POA images and the new characters. http://www.geocities.com/zozalee/index.html
She had a link to what looked like a real review of the POA movie (a screen test viewing). Check date 2/24/04.
Augh. But now I have a stomach ache. Wah.
A broomstick down the throat angst moment: A theory I've heard several times (but reread last night from the YahooGroups Magical World of Harry Potter), that when Snape looked in the Mirror of Erised he saw nothing. That his greatest desire was not to exist.
I should draw that.
Sunday, April 25, 2004
Dreams
Odd dreams
I visited Natalie M. at her ver nice house where she lived with her family. I went upstairs to her room and knocked on her door. She opened it, a little surprised to see me but let me come in. I immediately walked over to the far left wall, where a liter of kittens were and cooed over them.
Later, I was at my house.. perhaps preparing for a party? I was upstairs and all of a sudden. Natalie and her friend came in. they were very tall and for some reason, felt that they both needed to take showers and change into some of my better clothes. Nat's friend took one first, and Nat lead me to find a game and then we went in the big closet and climbed up to the top of it. We balanced on pillows on the bar while we played the game. Weird.
I visited Natalie M. at her ver nice house where she lived with her family. I went upstairs to her room and knocked on her door. She opened it, a little surprised to see me but let me come in. I immediately walked over to the far left wall, where a liter of kittens were and cooed over them.
Later, I was at my house.. perhaps preparing for a party? I was upstairs and all of a sudden. Natalie and her friend came in. they were very tall and for some reason, felt that they both needed to take showers and change into some of my better clothes. Nat's friend took one first, and Nat lead me to find a game and then we went in the big closet and climbed up to the top of it. We balanced on pillows on the bar while we played the game. Weird.
nothing yet
Song of Goodness: Muse - Endlessly
Nothing written yet, but I managed to waste a lot of time on my website.
And browsing other blogs... gacked from http://noruipessea.envy.nu/
You are a dark writer. A fierce and loyal follower
of Poe and the other gothic authors, you LOVE
to instill a sense of revulsion and somewhat
fear in your readers. You love to poke their
brains with logic dealing with the darker side
of the human mind and character. Truly
surprising and a true individual, you'll do
ANYTHING to create a scene. :)
What's YOUR Writing Style?
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Nothing written yet, but I managed to waste a lot of time on my website.
And browsing other blogs... gacked from http://noruipessea.envy.nu/
You are a dark writer. A fierce and loyal follower
of Poe and the other gothic authors, you LOVE
to instill a sense of revulsion and somewhat
fear in your readers. You love to poke their
brains with logic dealing with the darker side
of the human mind and character. Truly
surprising and a true individual, you'll do
ANYTHING to create a scene. :)
What's YOUR Writing Style?
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Saturday, April 24, 2004
ex post facto
looking back at what I wrote.. I suppose some interesting stuff happened enough in my blog today...
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Song of Goodness: TM Revolution - Engraved on the Moon
Not really a song to fit my mood but I just started to listen to it and I like it. It has chimes that remind me of Futurama's theme song. Apparently TM Revolution is some kind of huge pop star in Japan or something. I have to look into this matter further and research a bit. So far, the sound seems kind of light/happy to me. Like a super happy exercise music. If you want another song by this artist(?) think the anime Rurouni Kenshin's end song, Heart of Sword.
Well nothing going on today.
I was thinking about writing a little today. Seems like a good idea to me. Last night I was reminded of my "Queen of the SeaDragons" dream and I wanted to paint a picture... I keep getting urges to do something with that dream, like write a book or make several pictures but I'm still confused as to what happened in the middle of the dream and would like to sort it out first. It was a rather.. mysterious colors swirling mystery fantasy curious dream.
I'm puzzling over how my stepdad always buys so much food at the wrong times. I suppose that we eat kind of like on cycles. For one day/week/month all I want to eat is chicken soup or salad or cheese or brocolli (James) and (James' words:) by the time he gets enough brocolli I've moved on. And then we're stuck with all this brocolli that no one wants to eat. Hmm..
Our fridge is stuffed.
My Dad would get mad if 'we kids' wasted 1/4 of a box of cereal by not eating it before it went bad.. meanwhile in Michiganville, we got 5 boxes that no one plans on eating.. we'll probably only get rid of them when/if we ever move. I shouldn't be this harsh but we had 1/2 box of Trix that I finally threw out after sitting in the cupboard for months, probably since before I left for LHU, a few weeks ago. It was replaced, and in an act of desperation for cereal (I don't even like Trix!) I actually opened it and had a bowl. Today, another new box of Trix was added to the cupboard, even though the old one's still there and has been half full for some weeks now. I dunno, maybe Wayne has some fond memories of Trix. Maybe he's been eating some too.. I know he never eats breakfast and I've never seen him with a bowl of Trix.. hmm..
And my mom and stepdad left for the office supply store. I would have liked to go, but they didn't offer and they were out the door when I noticed them leaving and maybe they want some alone time, or are getting me something. So I didn't say anything and just got on this comp.
I finished a chocolate pudding pie earlier. I cut up a banana really thin and placed it between the pudding and cool whip. I'm interested in what they say when they bite in and find banana, I don't think anyone saw me put it in. Mom really likes the graham cracker/pudding combination. I'm not as crazy about it, but I hate wasting food. Oh well. I hate having all these deserts in the house that no one eats. I'm just going to let mom eat the majority of this one.
I need to watch what I eat. Yesterday I had a vegetarian mexican dish and I was fine, if not still hungry. Then I had some of that Rice-a-roni and part of a steak and I felt sick afterwards. Hmm..
Dreams
I ran them through my head 3 times before getting up. I forgot them after stuffing/reorganizing the fridge but somehow I managed to rejolt my memory. I think that I remembered the main parts:
First I was working.. I think at some kind of Women's organization.. it felt like Relief Society only there were folders everywhere. Somehow I got roped into going through some folders at a desk, then somehow I found myself in charge of some kids on the opposite side of the room. I took their folders and I don't rememebr what I did.. I think that they were sitting on a table... either I was teaching them a Sunday class, giving them future technology medicine/shots, placing them in foster homes, or giving them bubble baths by blowing bubbles. I really have no idea. I remember after the others left a little girl came in and I worked/played with her for awhile. She had fun and was happy. I still remember the folders though...
We were looking at a house, at first it look predominatly yellow but when I came closer and walked to the right i realized that the house was actullay painted in a different primary color on each plane (think geomentry guys!) I then noticed the pickup truck painted in a similar manner. I wanted to buy the house but the people i was with (prob my faimly) didn't like it.
I remember thinking and looking at the house and the other house to the left and how the kids of the family living here would move in next door too and create a really cool clubhouse.. I just invisioned the outside but felt somehow that they would knock out on of the floors and then the semi-8 yr olds would place ina gravivty generator and trampoline and strange imaginary friends from other planets and have a blast.
Then somehow I was in a photography class with a teacher who was a woman that reminded me of Mrs. Rawling (my 10th grade Concert Choir teacher, she was so funny! but you never knew how much you could get away with..). We had a project to do with a partner, taking photographs of something that was athestically pleasing. Carl, Alysa, Mike and I somehow ended up together and we planned on taking the small jet plane to take pictures of the surrounding area from the sky. Carl was my partner and I think he was the one who informed me that there was a little plane and that we planned to take it. For some reason, I felt as if we were rushing through this project, as if either we had to turn it in late or something. Anyways, I thought about the NASA stuff for a bit and thought about all the scenery and cool places we could take pictures and somehow i found myself in this noisy plane a hundred feet in the air. Maybe I felt as if the thing was rushed because we were sneaking the plane out, or only had a small alotment of time/fuel. Hmm.. Anyways, I was looking at everything to see if it would be amazing enough to take a picture of.. I was worried that we may not be able to take a second pass over the stuff I was looking at, or that the lighting would change. I remember looking at the way a pine tree and a water tower and a radio tower lined up and I was going to take a picture of that, but didn't quite get the shot I wanted... I don't remember much but we ended up too close to the ground and as we were gliding through a parking lot, about to pull up, a black SUV came out of nowhere and we accidently landed.. maybe we had ran out of fuel. I was kind of disappointed as were the others but they were all like, "Oh well". We split up and I took my camera and papers and followed Alysa to the food area to order a Caeser salad.
Not really a song to fit my mood but I just started to listen to it and I like it. It has chimes that remind me of Futurama's theme song. Apparently TM Revolution is some kind of huge pop star in Japan or something. I have to look into this matter further and research a bit. So far, the sound seems kind of light/happy to me. Like a super happy exercise music. If you want another song by this artist(?) think the anime Rurouni Kenshin's end song, Heart of Sword.
Well nothing going on today.
I was thinking about writing a little today. Seems like a good idea to me. Last night I was reminded of my "Queen of the SeaDragons" dream and I wanted to paint a picture... I keep getting urges to do something with that dream, like write a book or make several pictures but I'm still confused as to what happened in the middle of the dream and would like to sort it out first. It was a rather.. mysterious colors swirling mystery fantasy curious dream.
I'm puzzling over how my stepdad always buys so much food at the wrong times. I suppose that we eat kind of like on cycles. For one day/week/month all I want to eat is chicken soup or salad or cheese or brocolli (James) and (James' words:) by the time he gets enough brocolli I've moved on. And then we're stuck with all this brocolli that no one wants to eat. Hmm..
Our fridge is stuffed.
My Dad would get mad if 'we kids' wasted 1/4 of a box of cereal by not eating it before it went bad.. meanwhile in Michiganville, we got 5 boxes that no one plans on eating.. we'll probably only get rid of them when/if we ever move. I shouldn't be this harsh but we had 1/2 box of Trix that I finally threw out after sitting in the cupboard for months, probably since before I left for LHU, a few weeks ago. It was replaced, and in an act of desperation for cereal (I don't even like Trix!) I actually opened it and had a bowl. Today, another new box of Trix was added to the cupboard, even though the old one's still there and has been half full for some weeks now. I dunno, maybe Wayne has some fond memories of Trix. Maybe he's been eating some too.. I know he never eats breakfast and I've never seen him with a bowl of Trix.. hmm..
And my mom and stepdad left for the office supply store. I would have liked to go, but they didn't offer and they were out the door when I noticed them leaving and maybe they want some alone time, or are getting me something. So I didn't say anything and just got on this comp.
I finished a chocolate pudding pie earlier. I cut up a banana really thin and placed it between the pudding and cool whip. I'm interested in what they say when they bite in and find banana, I don't think anyone saw me put it in. Mom really likes the graham cracker/pudding combination. I'm not as crazy about it, but I hate wasting food. Oh well. I hate having all these deserts in the house that no one eats. I'm just going to let mom eat the majority of this one.
I need to watch what I eat. Yesterday I had a vegetarian mexican dish and I was fine, if not still hungry. Then I had some of that Rice-a-roni and part of a steak and I felt sick afterwards. Hmm..
Dreams
I ran them through my head 3 times before getting up. I forgot them after stuffing/reorganizing the fridge but somehow I managed to rejolt my memory. I think that I remembered the main parts:
First I was working.. I think at some kind of Women's organization.. it felt like Relief Society only there were folders everywhere. Somehow I got roped into going through some folders at a desk, then somehow I found myself in charge of some kids on the opposite side of the room. I took their folders and I don't rememebr what I did.. I think that they were sitting on a table... either I was teaching them a Sunday class, giving them future technology medicine/shots, placing them in foster homes, or giving them bubble baths by blowing bubbles. I really have no idea. I remember after the others left a little girl came in and I worked/played with her for awhile. She had fun and was happy. I still remember the folders though...
We were looking at a house, at first it look predominatly yellow but when I came closer and walked to the right i realized that the house was actullay painted in a different primary color on each plane (think geomentry guys!) I then noticed the pickup truck painted in a similar manner. I wanted to buy the house but the people i was with (prob my faimly) didn't like it.
I remember thinking and looking at the house and the other house to the left and how the kids of the family living here would move in next door too and create a really cool clubhouse.. I just invisioned the outside but felt somehow that they would knock out on of the floors and then the semi-8 yr olds would place ina gravivty generator and trampoline and strange imaginary friends from other planets and have a blast.
Then somehow I was in a photography class with a teacher who was a woman that reminded me of Mrs. Rawling (my 10th grade Concert Choir teacher, she was so funny! but you never knew how much you could get away with..). We had a project to do with a partner, taking photographs of something that was athestically pleasing. Carl, Alysa, Mike and I somehow ended up together and we planned on taking the small jet plane to take pictures of the surrounding area from the sky. Carl was my partner and I think he was the one who informed me that there was a little plane and that we planned to take it. For some reason, I felt as if we were rushing through this project, as if either we had to turn it in late or something. Anyways, I thought about the NASA stuff for a bit and thought about all the scenery and cool places we could take pictures and somehow i found myself in this noisy plane a hundred feet in the air. Maybe I felt as if the thing was rushed because we were sneaking the plane out, or only had a small alotment of time/fuel. Hmm.. Anyways, I was looking at everything to see if it would be amazing enough to take a picture of.. I was worried that we may not be able to take a second pass over the stuff I was looking at, or that the lighting would change. I remember looking at the way a pine tree and a water tower and a radio tower lined up and I was going to take a picture of that, but didn't quite get the shot I wanted... I don't remember much but we ended up too close to the ground and as we were gliding through a parking lot, about to pull up, a black SUV came out of nowhere and we accidently landed.. maybe we had ran out of fuel. I was kind of disappointed as were the others but they were all like, "Oh well". We split up and I took my camera and papers and followed Alysa to the food area to order a Caeser salad.
Friday, April 23, 2004
tired
ho hum.
Nothing going on.. getting back my collection of "The Pillows" songs.
I just signed up for Google's new mail system. Apparently it is searchable. I've directed some of the Yahoo! Groups I'm a member of to send their messages to my new e-mail to test it out.
Random Stuff
I love The Pillows
I really dislike Netzero and how it keeps quitting on me and crashing my computer, forcing me to restart the computer to turn the internet connection back on.
I now like Mr Goodbars.
Nothing going on.. getting back my collection of "The Pillows" songs.
I just signed up for Google's new mail system. Apparently it is searchable. I've directed some of the Yahoo! Groups I'm a member of to send their messages to my new e-mail to test it out.
Random Stuff
I love The Pillows
I really dislike Netzero and how it keeps quitting on me and crashing my computer, forcing me to restart the computer to turn the internet connection back on.
I now like Mr Goodbars.
Thursday, April 22, 2004
Doo bop de whoop
Song of Gooness: Bobby McFerrin - Discipline
Well last night my family and I went to a retired couple's home for dinner. :) They were so thoughtful. We had lots of vegetables and various Vegan friendly food. Afterwars we played two games: some Manhattan building game and a Family Info game. I liked playing the Building game; Wayne won (yeah typical, he works in apartment managing:P) but I got second place. The Family info game was.. well not my cup of tea. :) I like trivia games more.
So lately, I've just been working on my little webpage. I came up with a fairly okay name for it and made a neat graphic for the entrance. Yay me! But now, I keep coming up with more things to do. Why do I have to be such an over-achieving person?
Two nights ago I explained the basic plot of StarGate: SGI to my mother. She said that she may be able to like the series now that she knows what's going on.
My orthodic's appointment was rescheduled for next.. Tuesday I think.
Made myself some Oatmeal today, and it wasn't the quick minute kind. Hmm.. and I have a headache today. Kind of like a barometric pressure headache. I'm gonna go take some Tylenol Sinus.
What a boring day, it may get better. I think we have plans to go to Blockbuster and rent some movies. I'm going straight for the anime. Ghost in the Shell sounds good.. Yoko Kanno wrote music for it.
Well last night my family and I went to a retired couple's home for dinner. :) They were so thoughtful. We had lots of vegetables and various Vegan friendly food. Afterwars we played two games: some Manhattan building game and a Family Info game. I liked playing the Building game; Wayne won (yeah typical, he works in apartment managing:P) but I got second place. The Family info game was.. well not my cup of tea. :) I like trivia games more.
So lately, I've just been working on my little webpage. I came up with a fairly okay name for it and made a neat graphic for the entrance. Yay me! But now, I keep coming up with more things to do. Why do I have to be such an over-achieving person?
Two nights ago I explained the basic plot of StarGate: SGI to my mother. She said that she may be able to like the series now that she knows what's going on.
My orthodic's appointment was rescheduled for next.. Tuesday I think.
Made myself some Oatmeal today, and it wasn't the quick minute kind. Hmm.. and I have a headache today. Kind of like a barometric pressure headache. I'm gonna go take some Tylenol Sinus.
What a boring day, it may get better. I think we have plans to go to Blockbuster and rent some movies. I'm going straight for the anime. Ghost in the Shell sounds good.. Yoko Kanno wrote music for it.
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
Sorry, couldn't resist
You're in Ravenclaw!
Harry Potter:: Which House Calls You? - with pictures! (for girls)
brought to you by Quizilla
Freak
Song of Goodness: Kenna - Sunday after You
So, the appointment to pick up my orthodics was once again canceled. This was the fifth time we had to reschedule, I think. I wouldn't mind except for the fact that we keep having to wait an extra week or two when we reschedule and it's been taking months to get these dumb things so I can run. Gah.
I'm just.. I dunno. Tired and I have no idea what I'm gonna do.
On another note: I've decided that I really like most of Kenna's songs. Everyone should recognize Hell Bent, but I especially like Free Time and I'm Gone. I'm thinking of making a list of all the Songs of Goodness.
I'm having problems coming up with a name for my HP Fanfiction list. I also have to make a Entrance pic. Hm. I'm not sure I'm spelling 'entrance' right...
So, the appointment to pick up my orthodics was once again canceled. This was the fifth time we had to reschedule, I think. I wouldn't mind except for the fact that we keep having to wait an extra week or two when we reschedule and it's been taking months to get these dumb things so I can run. Gah.
I'm just.. I dunno. Tired and I have no idea what I'm gonna do.
On another note: I've decided that I really like most of Kenna's songs. Everyone should recognize Hell Bent, but I especially like Free Time and I'm Gone. I'm thinking of making a list of all the Songs of Goodness.
I'm having problems coming up with a name for my HP Fanfiction list. I also have to make a Entrance pic. Hm. I'm not sure I'm spelling 'entrance' right...
Quote
"Sometimes you must hold the hand of your enemy, while hiding the one you use to draw the knife" -Ghost40
Monday, April 19, 2004
hot muggy rooms are best
Song of Goodness: Muse - Blackout
There are some things thatI have noticed about myself:
that I like hot, muggy rooms with the windows open in the spring and summer.
that the sound of a car horn is soothing (This quite surprised me yesterday, but that's what you get for living over a decade on a busy intersection).
that Pepsi, hot muggy rooms and chicken flavoured stuff reminds me of Dad.
that i love to have music constantly playing.
that the sound of wind, rain, birds and some insects is very comforting. :)
All in all, I must say that today I actually realized that I truly felt better in this area in Michican than I ever did in SC. Hmm..
There are some things thatI have noticed about myself:
that I like hot, muggy rooms with the windows open in the spring and summer.
that the sound of a car horn is soothing (This quite surprised me yesterday, but that's what you get for living over a decade on a busy intersection).
that Pepsi, hot muggy rooms and chicken flavoured stuff reminds me of Dad.
that i love to have music constantly playing.
that the sound of wind, rain, birds and some insects is very comforting. :)
All in all, I must say that today I actually realized that I truly felt better in this area in Michican than I ever did in SC. Hmm..
Saturday, April 17, 2004
Ahhhh!!
Ahhh!!! my mouth!
My mouth!
My Mouth is on Fire!
Those little oriental orange crackers are so.. misleading! They are almost bland at first but after a few moments.. Wham! Fire!
*fans herself*
My mouth!
My Mouth is on Fire!
Those little oriental orange crackers are so.. misleading! They are almost bland at first but after a few moments.. Wham! Fire!
*fans herself*
splat
Song of Goodness: The Verve - Bittersweet Symphony
"No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no"
lyrics from lyricsdomain.com
So I woke up with a sore throat.. kinda. It's in that are that you usually associate with some kinda gland.. well it's uncomfortable to swallow on one side. EIther I'm sick or I sucked on too many Vitamin C pills yesterday. More likely because I woke up thirsty and ignored it for some hours.
Dreams Nice this time but still scarey at places.
I'll rewrite these later.
Deaged James back in kindergarten - a misison to deage and join James's class. Class divided into groups, I was in the last one as I was new. The teacher kept going over the different Q names. The classes were divided alphebetaclly so that this class was almost wholely Q's. She kepted pointing out on the chalkboard of all the same shortened Q's to say that they were all promouned Quer. Like Puar only with an 'er. Weird.
presentation on stage, singing. Two other girls kept falling off the stage and I kept putting them back on. One boy was annoyed at me for doing that the whole performance. I told the teaher that it would have been better to stand on the revolving disc on the stage instead of in front of the curtains.
Watching after kids... Sacrament meeting in the back, sitting next to Wayne
Captured... passing hallways and a cell.. Dumbledore hinting of half a prophesy that he trusted no one but Snape to keep. Me grabbing the red tinsel off of Snape's wall and taking part of the prophesy that was taped facing the wall with masking tape. Draco(?) grabbed the other half.
Talking to Spirit ghosts.. listening to them and solving mysteries.
Winding up in California.. either with Relative or the people were someone I was trying to show the house too..
talking about the kids going somewhere
loooking at the pool..
talking/feeling a ghost there.
Deciding to listen to the thing... an associate wanted to join.. a boy, maybe college grad that was chubby but meaning well. Had a tape recorder. We jumped on the whale and the boy turned into a tape...
somehoe got out of the water later..
Ending up at the top of a busincess building in an office that had huge windows on one walls looking out. A lady was there drawing a diagram..
outside in the snow...
a boy with a huge deer with huge antlers
a girl with a huge bear(?) *I can't tell them apart or who was who
one night the deer attacked the bear...
taken away together and the girl's father had to cut the antlers off to get them out of the bear.
Somehow the girl married the boy but the boy died vengeful when the bear and deer died.
The girl, now woman was forced to travel the paths that the boy had gone through everynight.
The Forest spirits were vengeful as well... Walabou on stilts
One buck forgave the woman and traveled with her, protected her.
but the woman's daughter was untouched and unharmed by the spirits when they went out so the woman hoped that they would one day accept her.
Back to the drawing room. My mother was drawing out a lesson with big Q's. little q's don't loop and she was afraid that the people would laugh at her. I told her to just quit. Make a joke about ex-quiting or something...
A silouette of a toddler riding on a large buck as the woman walked next to them in the snow, the moon behind them.
"No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no"
lyrics from lyricsdomain.com
So I woke up with a sore throat.. kinda. It's in that are that you usually associate with some kinda gland.. well it's uncomfortable to swallow on one side. EIther I'm sick or I sucked on too many Vitamin C pills yesterday. More likely because I woke up thirsty and ignored it for some hours.
Dreams Nice this time but still scarey at places.
I'll rewrite these later.
Deaged James back in kindergarten - a misison to deage and join James's class. Class divided into groups, I was in the last one as I was new. The teacher kept going over the different Q names. The classes were divided alphebetaclly so that this class was almost wholely Q's. She kepted pointing out on the chalkboard of all the same shortened Q's to say that they were all promouned Quer. Like Puar only with an 'er. Weird.
presentation on stage, singing. Two other girls kept falling off the stage and I kept putting them back on. One boy was annoyed at me for doing that the whole performance. I told the teaher that it would have been better to stand on the revolving disc on the stage instead of in front of the curtains.
Watching after kids... Sacrament meeting in the back, sitting next to Wayne
Captured... passing hallways and a cell.. Dumbledore hinting of half a prophesy that he trusted no one but Snape to keep. Me grabbing the red tinsel off of Snape's wall and taking part of the prophesy that was taped facing the wall with masking tape. Draco(?) grabbed the other half.
Talking to Spirit ghosts.. listening to them and solving mysteries.
Winding up in California.. either with Relative or the people were someone I was trying to show the house too..
talking about the kids going somewhere
loooking at the pool..
talking/feeling a ghost there.
Deciding to listen to the thing... an associate wanted to join.. a boy, maybe college grad that was chubby but meaning well. Had a tape recorder. We jumped on the whale and the boy turned into a tape...
somehoe got out of the water later..
Ending up at the top of a busincess building in an office that had huge windows on one walls looking out. A lady was there drawing a diagram..
outside in the snow...
a boy with a huge deer with huge antlers
a girl with a huge bear(?) *I can't tell them apart or who was who
one night the deer attacked the bear...
taken away together and the girl's father had to cut the antlers off to get them out of the bear.
Somehow the girl married the boy but the boy died vengeful when the bear and deer died.
The girl, now woman was forced to travel the paths that the boy had gone through everynight.
The Forest spirits were vengeful as well... Walabou on stilts
One buck forgave the woman and traveled with her, protected her.
but the woman's daughter was untouched and unharmed by the spirits when they went out so the woman hoped that they would one day accept her.
Back to the drawing room. My mother was drawing out a lesson with big Q's. little q's don't loop and she was afraid that the people would laugh at her. I told her to just quit. Make a joke about ex-quiting or something...
A silouette of a toddler riding on a large buck as the woman walked next to them in the snow, the moon behind them.
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
I had something good to put here but I forgot
Song of Goodness: Tori Amos - Cornflake Girl
So today at around 9:30 am some investors are coming to look at the apartment. I have no idea why, perhaps to see 'what nice things apartments can turn into'? Well it's very annoying to have to clean everything for someone to look around at.
On related topics, as I was cleaning my closet, I finally found that black dress with all the nice green flowers and leaves on it. I also found all my missing hair brushes. Lovely. Also, as I was changing the sheets on my bed, I was very annoyed to see just how much of my hair ended up on them after I washed them. I'm shedding like a cat! Grr.. I dunno.. makes me thinks about going bald, or maybe getting nicer sheets? Or a dryer sheet that will collect fuzz? I think... that for now on, whenever I go to bed and my hair isn't wet, I'll braid it. Maybe that will help..
Snape is missing form the AskSeverusSnape yahoo group again. I'm waiting to find out the difference between a Charm and a Curse and where House Elfs originated from. One of the Slytherins wants to decorate eggs and throw them at some Gryffindors..
Dreams
Ick. The kind of dreams that I would rather just forget about...
Basically somehow I was visiting my Dad with James. We went up to his ap[artment and my sister was there, we were going to share a room as usual. :) Some things went on like any normal day and I have no idea why, but my Dad took James and I to some Gospel church... I remember sitting down in some long, tall, uncomfortable wooden pews and looking up to the front and seeing a choir and anticipating some great music. Unfortunately I saw that the choir was mosly old men. I knew that the music would probably not be very good since their choir had that off-balanced look.
So I decided to skip the sermon and somehow I ended up at my first highschool... it was a little bit more urban and the strange part was that it really wasn't my school at all. I meandered around with some people I knew, for some reason the track team from my SC highschool team was there with me. I stopped by some sort of desk (the kind that is like a wall with a hole cut out that is turned into a desk) and Asst. Coach Miri was there. She had some sort of list of all the track memebers and asked me to help pick out a Captain. I felt really bad because I didn't know any of the people on the list and the people that I liked years ago quit or something.
I ended up leaving and running around the school some more.. the sae people followed me around and we went down some stairs and I was like, "Isn't my school so much better than your school?" and everyone agreed. What really was strange that this really wasn't my school and I just kept going down the stairs. Somehow I ended outside on a hill next to some a big shed/outside room that held lawn equipment. my Dad came by in some old beat up pickup truck and asked me where I had been. I said around and as we drove away my Dad was a little bit mad becase he only had (I think) 3 hours left with me and those hours had to be spent driving me home. Then I felt really bad for running off and usiong up the time showing off stuff instead of spending it with him. Like we were supposed to do something really special and I spoiled it.
The last part of the dream.. I was stranded on some sort of Island with about 3 other people.. I wasn't myself but a different person and I somehow ended up sharing a house with this man. It felt as if we were either stranded on some horror island or we were on some reality show. Somehow we had to change rooms every night because each room went bad after one day (think Stephen King's story about the people who went into the past from an airplane and some round monsters came to eat everything) and I think at some point some insects covered us at night. Or maybe some honey fell on us.. I have no idea. It was weird. The other couple had to share a house with each other too.
So today at around 9:30 am some investors are coming to look at the apartment. I have no idea why, perhaps to see 'what nice things apartments can turn into'? Well it's very annoying to have to clean everything for someone to look around at.
On related topics, as I was cleaning my closet, I finally found that black dress with all the nice green flowers and leaves on it. I also found all my missing hair brushes. Lovely. Also, as I was changing the sheets on my bed, I was very annoyed to see just how much of my hair ended up on them after I washed them. I'm shedding like a cat! Grr.. I dunno.. makes me thinks about going bald, or maybe getting nicer sheets? Or a dryer sheet that will collect fuzz? I think... that for now on, whenever I go to bed and my hair isn't wet, I'll braid it. Maybe that will help..
Snape is missing form the AskSeverusSnape yahoo group again. I'm waiting to find out the difference between a Charm and a Curse and where House Elfs originated from. One of the Slytherins wants to decorate eggs and throw them at some Gryffindors..
Dreams
Ick. The kind of dreams that I would rather just forget about...
Basically somehow I was visiting my Dad with James. We went up to his ap[artment and my sister was there, we were going to share a room as usual. :) Some things went on like any normal day and I have no idea why, but my Dad took James and I to some Gospel church... I remember sitting down in some long, tall, uncomfortable wooden pews and looking up to the front and seeing a choir and anticipating some great music. Unfortunately I saw that the choir was mosly old men. I knew that the music would probably not be very good since their choir had that off-balanced look.
So I decided to skip the sermon and somehow I ended up at my first highschool... it was a little bit more urban and the strange part was that it really wasn't my school at all. I meandered around with some people I knew, for some reason the track team from my SC highschool team was there with me. I stopped by some sort of desk (the kind that is like a wall with a hole cut out that is turned into a desk) and Asst. Coach Miri was there. She had some sort of list of all the track memebers and asked me to help pick out a Captain. I felt really bad because I didn't know any of the people on the list and the people that I liked years ago quit or something.
I ended up leaving and running around the school some more.. the sae people followed me around and we went down some stairs and I was like, "Isn't my school so much better than your school?" and everyone agreed. What really was strange that this really wasn't my school and I just kept going down the stairs. Somehow I ended outside on a hill next to some a big shed/outside room that held lawn equipment. my Dad came by in some old beat up pickup truck and asked me where I had been. I said around and as we drove away my Dad was a little bit mad becase he only had (I think) 3 hours left with me and those hours had to be spent driving me home. Then I felt really bad for running off and usiong up the time showing off stuff instead of spending it with him. Like we were supposed to do something really special and I spoiled it.
The last part of the dream.. I was stranded on some sort of Island with about 3 other people.. I wasn't myself but a different person and I somehow ended up sharing a house with this man. It felt as if we were either stranded on some horror island or we were on some reality show. Somehow we had to change rooms every night because each room went bad after one day (think Stephen King's story about the people who went into the past from an airplane and some round monsters came to eat everything) and I think at some point some insects covered us at night. Or maybe some honey fell on us.. I have no idea. It was weird. The other couple had to share a house with each other too.
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