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[Mar. 26th, 2008|01:01 pm] |
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I have the sneaking suspicion that any game I actually find interesting is doomed. Any storyline I get excited about? Doomed. Anything I find amusing? Doomed.
I am so tired of the same goddamn character and the same goddamn storyline and the same goddamn slash hash. And yet those are the only ones that seem to actually get any play anywhere. If I could go back in time and prevent Greatestjournal from ever starting, I would. I'd erase the existence of Myspace and Buzznet too. And I'd fucking murder Flock of Seagulls. Then I'd start a group where people actually want to write with each other and you'd know the other players' names and you'd be required (under pain of death) to participate, be interested, and be interesting.
So there. ARGH. |
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[Mar. 22nd, 2008|11:56 pm] |
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| [ | music |
| | Your Mangled Heart - The Gossip | ] |
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| Meme |
[Jan. 30th, 2008|12:17 am] |
Yoinked, of course.
Pick your favorite 6 TV shows then answer the questions.
o1. Carnivale
o2. Friday Night Lights
o3. Criminal Minds
o4. Project Runway
o5. Weeds
o6. Lost
( Answers ) |
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| Myspace |
[Jan. 29th, 2008|01:42 pm] |
I deleted my Myspace because I hate it. But I don't really hate it, so I made another one.
Add me. Please? I look so lonely now. :( |
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[Jan. 28th, 2008|09:19 pm] |
Happy Final W. Bush State of the Union Address! Last one! Woo! Mum and I watched it like MST3K. I couldn't stop laughing through most of it.
In other news, there's a boy in my class that looks like the lovechild of Christian Bale and Emile Hirsch. It's pretty distracting. He sat next to me today and I was like: o.o! But he kind of has the emaciated "The Machinist" version of Bale going on, though not quite. The fact remains however: Guh.
Note to self: The movie you want to see that disappeared is "Trade" because of Agnus Dei. Yeah. |
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[Jan. 28th, 2008|05:56 am] |
Haha, I'm so fucking done. Seriously, fuck this.
It's 6am. Ugh. My neighbors will be up in an hour for god-knows-what. Kid screaming, mother yelling, starting each and everyday off with a bang. |
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[Jan. 25th, 2008|10:38 pm] |
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Someone needs to up my fucking dosage. |
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| Reject Runway |
[Jan. 24th, 2008|11:58 am] |
Argh. Why do I do that? Why do I click links for Project Runway spoilers? Granted, I thought I was spoiled once and it turned out to be wrong, but that one was Myspace-based speculation, this one is actually a report from Fashion Week. :/
So, supposedly I know two out of the three finalists. Lame. It's my own damn fault. I cannot resist PR spoilers. |
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| Weird |
[Jan. 16th, 2008|02:03 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  enthralled | ] |
| [ | music |
| | DJ Danger Mouse - Public Service Announcement | ] |
I'm really beginning to wish I'd majored in English at the University of Washington. I think I'm completely in love. /random |
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| Policy |
[Jan. 14th, 2008|12:40 am] |
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| | cranky | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Rooney - All In Your Head | ] |
My policy professor asked all of us for our legislative interests to aid her in placing us in groups. Obviously, I said I was interested in GLBT issues and three people followed suit. That's enough to make a group, and I was excited. Instead, the professor put each one of us in a different group, matching us with interests none of us have.
I'm stuck with the group interested in education. No offense, but I couldn't care less about education legislation. I'm sick of education legislation and I don't think laws are going to be the thing that changes the public education system. After a minor in education, I had enough of it. Obviously, or I'd be getting a masters in education.
God, I hate kids.
Okay, not really. But I'm annoyed that this policy class is shaping up exactly how I expected it.
In other news, I've been sleeping a lot. I'm tired no matter what though. I'm starting to feel really old. I'm rapidly approaching 27, and for some reason that seems a great deal older than 26. I can only count on a personality disorder to keep me forever young. Nothing says youth like mood lability and identity crisis. |
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| Cooking |
[Jan. 9th, 2008|05:42 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  full | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Weeds Season 2 | ] |
If I ever achieve the ability to commit to buying a house, I need to make sure that the kitchen is far away from the smoke detector. I don't think I can actually cook something without setting the goddamn thing off. Whether I'm impatient, or just terrible at using a stovetop, I do not know.
I spent the day watching Season 2 of Weeds. I watched Season 3 before on OnDemand. I love this show so much. It's incredibly snappy, and perfect in pretty much every way. I'm completely in love with Mary Louise Parker, but that's no surprise. This show always makes me want to watch Saved! and Angels in America again.
There's a boy in my online class who's also interested in GLBT issues. I'm really glad I posted about it on the forums to figure out what groups we want to be in. He lives in Wyoming, but hopefully we'll be in the same group anyway. Hooray! |
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| Tea |
[Jan. 7th, 2008|01:03 pm] |
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| |  creative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Eagles of Death Metal - I Want You Soo Hard (Boy's Bad News) | ] |
I think I make tea for the sole purpose of forgetting it. I love the process of making tea; it's very soothing. But I don't particularly enjoy drinking tea. This probably says something profound about my life.
He smelled like smoke. It wasn't the complex roll of tobacco laced with chemicals, but the gripping pawf of wood burned in effigy. The flame held no more purpose than the sheer desire to watch something burn.
I rather want to base a character on that snippet of writing I found in one of my old books. This morning I was lazily going through notebooks to find one I could recycle for class today. I suppose I'll probably be thinking of a character instead of class now. It being the first day, I can afford a wandering mind. |
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| School |
[Jan. 6th, 2008|10:20 pm] |
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School starts tomorrow. I'm beginning to wonder if, when I finish, I'll be exactly where I started--just farther in debt. Much, much farther in debt. But at least I only have one class that I have to attend and that frees up my Mondays. I can definitely deal with that, though I'm not looking forward to my online policy analysis class. Not because of the class itself but because there's a group project worth 50% of my grade. Not happy about that. |
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| Wind |
[Jan. 5th, 2008|12:22 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  discontent | ] |
| [ | music |
| | She's Mine - Brett Dennen | ] |
As I drove home tonight, my town looked like it had been hit by some milder version of apocalypse. Apocalypse lite. It felt appropriate for my state of mind. This should be some form of new start, but I get the feeling that it will slowly settle back into the same thing.
I was going to invest in a new paper/ink journal, but I came to the conclusion that my thoughts go too fast for a pen and I find a certain amount of comfort in the muted clack of laptop keys. This is a learning process. I need to learn that I still exist if people don't read about it. I'm still here when you don't see me. I have a small life in my small apartment. If I exist for any purpose beyond that, things get strange.
January and February are talking. These months are the most frightening of my year. Maybe it's just because they come first. |
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