For the moment, this journal is mostly public, but I do make some flocked entries every so often (and private ones too, but nobody gets to see those). Comment if you want in!

Thanks to Norry I now have a Google Wave account (and... am still trying to figure out how it works, haha), and at the moment I have eight invitations to give away. If anyone on my flist wants one, let me know I'll shoot one off to you!

(ALSO: this is unrelated, but JOIN PLURK. It's like IMing only at lot easier to keep up with.)

Today I walked into Spanish class for the first time in close to a month, and the general reaction was "OH MY GOD HANNAH, YOU'RE ALIVE". I was amused. (I'm also so far behind it's not even funny, buuuuuut I'm not going to dwell on that for the moment.)

I also love how this year I've gotten SO LAZY at keeping up my room. Last year I kept things pretty sparse, but neat. This year, I went all-out with the decorating, but in terms of tidiness I'm just like, "FUCK IT *uses the floor as a dresser*". Seriously.

Neil: "What was Shakespeare's inspiration for A Midsummer Night's Dream?"
Miss Bavier: "No one really knows."
Neal: "... Did they have opium in his time?"

I went to my sister's Spanish play today. It was weird walking past Madame's room. It was also weird being confronted by a janitor when we went up to wander around the second floor afterward (... no one ever used to have a problem with students hanging around after hours; that's my only excuse). I also stuck my head in a classroom door and shouted the name of one of my sister's friends who was in there, and even though it *looked* like people weren't really doing anything but bumming around Jenny maintains that she thought they were in the middle of something. I'm hoping she was wrong, though, because even though no one actually takes those skits seriously I'd still feel bad if some people got theirs interrupted by some random girl walking by and yelling "SONJA PAPE!" at them.

Anyway. The obvious real reason for this entry:



Aren't my shoes awesome?

emilyyousay ------> banerry

Just so you don't go "wtf who is this person commenting to my entries".

Mr. Zottoli: "It's fun to say 'Vagina Monologues'!"

This is literally all I've been doing for the past two weeks:

- reading
- watching TV/movies
- using the computer

I've been out of the house twice to go get blood drawn at the doctor's, but that's it. 8| I AM. SO BORED. Hopefully I'll be going back to school next week, but if the mono test comes back positive they'll want me to stay out longer. As it is, the doctor recommended that I only go for half days for at least ten days after I start going back. I hope my teachers don't flip out.

ANYWAY. In other news, I've been marathoning Dexter online and am currently in the middle of 4x07. I LOVE IT, and I have some theories about something but I don't want to get into it here because I don't feel like spoiler-cutting, so ask in the comments if you really care to know.

AND LASTLY, AS PROMISED, my list of excellent kids' books for lovesnotwisely (the ones that are starred are especially amazing):

( I read kidlit too much but I don't care )

It's like I'm the Gus of DDD!Plurk.

... And saying that reaaaaaally makes me want to go fool around on AFC now, but instead I'll be somewhat responsible and go do Spanish homework or something.

Kaitlin: "Any ideas for what intramural sports we could add?"
Dan: "Ultimite frisbee."
Leslie: "Football!"
Marshall: "Killer tag. With knives."

So I watched The Day After Tomorrow yesterday. I wasn't really expecting much, but I love disaster movies so I thought I'd give it a go. The first half-hour or so was really jumpy and choppy, but then it settled down a bit, and really, it was much better than I had expected storytelling- and writing-wise. I thought the ending in particular was very well done.

The only part I thought was really hokey was the wolf attack; that was pretty dumb. But all in all, it was actually a fairly solid film. I don't even have to classify it as a guilty pleasure!

Mrs. McGlinchey: "I can pronounce it 'sell-see-us' instead of 'sell-shuss'-- I just don't want to!"

Every Day and All the Time by Sis Deans is one of my favorite books ever. I'm SO glad I bought it to re-read; I like it even more than Barbara Park's Mick Harte Was Here (which deals with the same sort of issue, and has been a favorite of mine since I was nine or so). It'd definitely going on my list of books that I need revisit at least every couple of years or so. In a way, it's a good thing that a lot of the books on that list are short and easy reads-- I like being able to marathon my way through four Bruce Coville books in one day, or spend a weekend reading Hilary McKay's books about the Cassons (... or just read Indigo's Star and Permanent Rose over and over and over again; that works, too).

TL;DR: I AM NINETEEN YEARS OLD AND I BUY MOST OF MY BOOKS FROM THE CHILDREN'S SECTION.

... I can read adult literature when I want to, I swear.

- Why does Firefox keep freezing
- Why am I so addicted to Unicreatures
- ... Why am I thinking about this instead of working on my French project with Abbey and Gianna 8|

According to my sociology textbook, the Unified Crime Report defines rape as:

"The carnal knowledge of a female forcibly and against her will."

Because men cannot be raped, ever?

This book also goes out of its way to make it clear that children are the most likely to be arrested for crimes that only children can be arrested for. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR CLEARING THAT UP, ROBERT REGOLI.

A random OOC-note conversation with Yue led me to start digging for more dissections of Martha Stout's A Sociopath Next Door. I know I've seen some critical analysis by actual professionals that is absolutely AMAZING, but tonight I'm kind of tired, so I really didn't look much farther than Amazon.com (SO REPUTABLE, I KNOW). But I did find one review that pretty much sums up ALL of my feelings on the subject:

( Cut because no one cares, Iddy. )

( Edit because lol another one; NOBODY BUT ME IS ACTUALLY GOING TO READ THIS HAHAHA )

( OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS what am I even doing )

( And idk this one's also interesting; SERIOUSLY, IGNORE ME )

EXACTLY THIS. All of this. THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGHT.

That was awesome.

Mr. LaForce: [reading the program notes for "Rise of the Firebird"] "The firebird, also known as the phoenix, bursts into flames and is reborn from its own ashes, stronger and more powerful than before."
Doug: "I can do that."
Mr. LaForce: "I know, wouldn't it be cool if I just burst into flames on the podium after the song?"
Maddie: "The longest recorded time of someone doing that is thirty-four seconds."
Taylor: "You mean people actually record how long it takes for someone to spontaneously combust?"
Maddie: "No, set themselves on fire."
Taylor: "People set themselves on fire?"
Maddie: "For a living."
Doug: "I do that."

They had these neat wall-decorating things at the campus store; you just stick them on, and they peel off really easily whenever you want to take them down. Impulse buys are win.

( OOPS, ALMOST FORGOT TO CUT )

I came back into my room this evening and found Lotus, one of my rats, dead in her cage. There was nothing physically wrong with her and she was only a baby, so we're guessing that she just had a defective heart (she was a white rat, and there's good evidence that they're genetically weaker than the fancies). She looked like she had just keeled over very suddenly; there wasn't any sign of pain or struggling. Right now I'm sitting here with her cagemate, Xena, and she's like. Skitterish and shaking and just generally freaked out and traumatized. I feel bad for her, bawww.

Having pets that only live for a few years at most sucks, gaiz.

Use DailyBooth more often.

Take less pictures that look like this.

In other news, I finally picked up a fifth class, and when that's done, I'll never have to take another science Gen. Ed. again. SO. HAPPY. I really want to take an astronomy class, but all of the ones I've looked at have lab components and there's just no way. I JUST WANT TO TAKE A CLASS WHERE YOU JUST LEARN ABOUT STARS AND BLACK HOLES AND PLANETS AND SHIT, IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK? Ehhhhh.

Doug: "Speaking of forging things, Maddie, how would you like to make some money after school?"

The table tents at my school's dining halls are filled with typos and grammar mistakes. Today, I spotted the best one I've seen so far:

"Spitfire Grill is a compelling tale about a town struggling to survive, and the heroin that saves it."

UNH is promoting drug use, everybody!

Speaking of dining halls, I had these really good Asian noodles for dinner. They were good, at least, until I found an ant crawling around in them. Why does life do this to me.

THE ENDING OF SCRUBS WAS SO PERFECT. EVERYTHING FROM THE HALLWAY SCENE ONWARDS WAS SO SAD AND BITTERSWEET I CRIED (EXCEPT NOT REALLY, BUT YOU KNOW). NOW I WANT TO GO WATCH IT ALL OVER AGAIN AHHHHHHH.

THIS HAS BEEN AN ALL-CAPSLOCK ENTRY BROUGHT TO YOU BY HANNAH.