doof says: (me)
guten tag
Mellow says: (a friend)
ja ist gut
doof says:
lol do you know german?
Mellow says:
not enough to survive
Mellow says:
but enough to make people who dont think i do
After this last weekend I can't understand for the life of me why anyone would want to eat a frankfurter. They were all very pleasant people, some of the nicest we've met on our trips into the main continent.
It is frigid here, I will assert, but our trip to Frankfurt proved that England has wussy winters. And while it wasn't the worst snow I've seen having been born and lived in and around the Chicago area my entire life up until this last year, it was freezing cold. Maybe all this time spent with England's cold-but-moist weather has thawed my bones somewhat and taken some of my resiliance away.
Regardless, we truged through snow and cold to peruse stolen goods in an open air market, to little cafes reminiscent of Italy for the warmth of coffee (and paninis), to our hostel which lied about its appearance, choosing to use a picture of the Frankfurt government building as it's facade.
Our best meal, not only in taste but in substance, was in the little town nearby Weisbaden that Rali aged from 5 to 6 in. Some Italian place that she used to eat at in those year(s). Creamy broccolli soup and caprese pizza and tiramisu that puts the Chicago norm to shame.
Ok, it's official now. Italy is my favorite country.
I see your skeptical looks...ok, ok, at least favorite European country...
And finally, at the airport was a popcorn machine that, when paid, would play the techno song "Popcorn". But what would make it delightfully funny to me is if the song "Popcorn" was written by taking the well-known popcorn machine jingle and adding a beat to it.
It just seems like a techno thing to do.
(see Mashed Taters for an example)
If anyone has knowledge on the subject it would be appreciated.
But who would that be?
1. Think of a word you would use to describe me.
2. Go to Google Image Search and search for that word.
3. Select the picture you see as most fitting, and leave a comment with the link.
This should be fun...
thinking, that's all says:
(me)
helloBoryca says: (my friend)
where did you come from?thinking, that's all says:i came from the deep and dark places of your MIND *points to your head eerily*thinking, that's all says:i emerged quietly from an abandoned puddle of coke left from an intense fight between two middle school friends, started by a slight disagreement of a show on FOX kids 's worth and spurred on by both's insistance on calling the other a wussythinking, that's all says:i slipped out from behind a tree you were staring at just as soon as you looked the other way, like it always happens in your nightmaresthinking, that's all says:i fell from the skythinking, that's all says:need i go on?thinking, that's all says:or have you already come to the conclusion you are bound to come tothinking, that's all says:will you ask the question now at the tip of our tongue?thinking, that's all says:"what, out of all manner of things, are you smoking?"thinking, that's all says:and will you believe me when I swear that I have not been inhaling any smoke from burning objects recently and that I am really only in a weird mood? Or will you reject my claims??thinking, that's all says:Will you???
Merry Day-After-Valentine's Day to all!
And to all...a good night!!
Or, no that's Christmas, my mistake.
Speaking of Valentine's Day, our banquet sure was a gyp. Making us skip dinner so we could starve for another hour and a half to be "satisfied" with...
Poop. Served with pasta.
And you know how when something tastes like poop you drink more to make up for it? The drink was poop too. It tasted like, as Rali and Avi put it, a certain cough syrup.
And to top it all off we had a Frank Sinatra impersonator of sorts crooning away.
"Fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars"
If only, sir. If only.
But did all these tiny inconviences stop us friends from having a "rip-roarin'" good time?
Oh wait, yeah. Yeah, it pretty much did. Kinda lame.
"But Valentine's Day is for suckers! It's really just a corporate scam! Why would you want to have fun on a day like that?"
*sigh*
But anyway, for those who hate Valentine's Day:
- Be happy because you have an entire year to wait before another one!
For those who like Valentine's Day (and are not single):
- Spend time with your loved one(s) today too! Nothing shows true love like not letting corporation-invented dates schedule your events for you.
What about the single people who like Valentine's Day, you ask?
What words of wisdom do I have to impart to them?
...Um...just keep waiting?...um...
I can't think of anything clever or interesting for those poor few, besides that it would seem to be a sort of masochism (not the sexual kind people, get your minds out of the gutter! By the by, why is the sexual kind the first on the dictionary list of definitions? People these days, sheesh).
Well, that's all.
It's an hour until dinner, I have to go shower!
Ta ta.
...to becoming a rock star.
We went to Reading today and guess what I bought?
Shoes! Black converse high tops. They're great although I think I'm going to get different laces for them. Like black ones or checkered ones or something.
Well, anyway, after that I went over to the Virgin Megastore to listen to some bands that I have on my list of "music to look into". I was only on the first cd, thinking to myself, "I should buy this," when one of the store attendants comes up to me and taps me on the shoulder.
I think, "What? It's only 5 o'clock, they can't be closing," but no, he tells me that the building next door is on fire and they are evacuating this one.
And sure enough we go outside and there's a fire engine or two, police blocking off the road, and a thick plume of dark smoke billowing from the neighboring building, burning embers everyonce in awhile floating into view.
Rather an impressive sight, I only hope no one was killed.
I didn't see any flames, the part that was actually on fire was in the middle of block.
Although I wonder how the fire fighters can put it out from the street when its a 3 storey building and its in the back of it...
Well anyway, it was interesting but my pants were falling off so I had to go get a belt.
Then we ate at this place called Pitcher and Piano and they had this really good sounding burger thing. Of course, not a real meat burger it was made of mozerella and olive, which sounded really good but unfortunately my dreams of gooey goodness were shot down by the waitress who announced that they didnt have it anymore. So I settled for a much less satisfying "mushroom soup in wheat breadbowl".
*sigh*
Although the pub is redeemed in my mind by the cheese sampler dish we had.
Fried goat cheese, bree, and mozerella mmmmmm.
I can not describe how good that was.
And that was it.
A simple trip, Avi got a "dress" for the party that looks more like a shirt. She's going to wear fishnets under it. Me and Rali think she should get similar colored solid tights to wear mid thigh, because you'd be able to see a little bit of leg and yet it'd be covered by the bottom sheen bit of the "dress". We think it'd be rather cute.
And that was it (I've said this twice...)
Oh! No, it wasn't. For all I say about England's prices being insanely steep (and they are) they were selling Nirvana's "Nevermind" for 4.99 sterling!
That's $10! A good deal even for America.
Unfortunately, due to the fire, that and my other prospective purchase were left to gather dust on the shelves.
...
and that was it.
...
I need a haircut, and before you start making snide remarks about me and haircuts, I'm not that stubborn as to let it simply grow to my waist. I have a look I'm going for, it's just that no one really sees it.
Also, I'm playing with different ways of tieing my scarf up, because just hanging there seems a bit lazy looking, which isnt the idea.
But anyway, classes have officially "begun" in my book. Now I know that this really happened Tuesday of last week, the first and even second meets of most classes are rather pointless and wasteful of time.
Besides, I only just now have my scedule comepletely worked out. It's a good thing those first couple meetings are rather pointless and wasteful of time or everyone who wanted to slightly mess around with their schedule would have a hard time adjusting to the new class.
But anyway, my new and hopefully completed schedule is as follows:
- English Composition II
taken in secret via loophole as arranged by my tutor. I'm really taking an "independent" writing course. I am independently taking Comp II. Just grand.
- Civilisation and Ideas II
which should be better this semester than last, not only because there is maybe a fourth the amount of students but also because there are only two essays due and whichever is done worse on is dropped.
- Studies in Literature: Tolkien and Lewis
which is, as it implies, a study of J.R.R Tolkien and C.S. Lewis. Both christian writers, both renowned creators of fantastical worlds, and both have initials for their first and middle names.
- Creative Writing
a 400 level class that I fear will be the death of me with 300 words of poetry, 1000 words of short story, and 1500 words of drama due. Ah well, it'll be good for me to realise how crappy a writer I really am. Criticism makes you better!
and finally...
- Film Evaluation
which I haven't taken yet, I only just signed up for it today to take the place of the abandoned "Religion and Ethics" class, dropped like a hot solanum tuberosum after the first period. Although strikingly interesting and valuable topics, I would only have been extremely frustrated with people all too ready to take everything personally.
As for the film class, they've just watched Gattaca, they're watching Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon tomorrow, and too many more awesome movies are on the schedule.
And that's it. Let's give them all a hand, I'm sure they'll stand up to my random criticism and complaints.
In other news, Widge stops being a dick and learns some HTML! Uses it in his post!
Also, hair from a beard was trimmed this morning, care to guess whose?
Alright, alright, enough of you.
I'm out of here.
There are 3 new poems up at Penny For My Thoughts, two of which are actually old ones that I thought I had already put on the site. Turns out I didn't. The other one is new, just kinda popped off as I was listening to a song.
And now, a new thing to waste your time with!
What's that?
I'm turning into Rali?
You shush!
I can have as many blogs as I want!
Bah!
Anyway, here is the latest installment of random crap from my insane mind.
Working
Ya, I know the title isn't that great, but I haven't had enough time to think of a better one.
So that one will probably become the actual title, just like what happened to this blog...
Well anyway, I'm off to shower, read, eat, any of the above.
An update!
And update I say!
Well, I have essentialy moved back into my dorm room, with space for my new laptop to fit on my desk with new ethernet cable hooked into the wall giving me (finally!) connection in the comfort of my living space!
How marvelous.
Anyway, Paris was great and I may explain more if I feel up to it later but for now be content with the fact that I was pleased with my visit.
Ah, but now what must be said.
If you pay attention to the site then you may have noticed that Les Miserables is finally not the book I am currently reading.
Yes, I have finished the monster. It may have taken me a year or so but it's done.
But before any of it had time to simmer in my brain, the very next day after finishing it in fact, I stumbled delightfully onto a new book.
As I wandered aimlessly through Heathrow, trying to spend the 3 or so hours I had left to waste before my flight to Paris I happened upon a book entitled, The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger (Which is a strange name with reference to both author and title).
Today I put the book down, waiting for my flight back to Heathrow.
The plot is essentially about a girl who meets her future husband when she is 6 and he is 36 but they were married when she was 22 and he was 30, due to a genetic disorder the guy has which sends him back to random times throughout his life.
I finished it in a week and it has already become near to being my favorite book, right up there with the Ender Series.
This is a prestigious position so I highly recommend it
Anyway, that be all.
Tirement overwhelms me.
And plus I need to install MSN Messenger.
Hi everybody!
(Hi Doctor Nick!)
I'm writing to you all from Paris (pronounce that Pah-ree and it sounds better) in a little internet cafe, anticipating ice-cream fondue that caught our attention as we passed the Hagendaz (that's surely not the correct spelling...) after leaving the Italian food restaurant that we dined at.
My friend had torellini which she unrightly assumed would be simple cheese filled, but turned out to be complex cheese-and-pink-colored-oddity filled.
We've had a good time so far, but Paris is beginning to get on my nerves and I find myself more often than not (or is that naught?) wanting to be home or, at least, in Chicago rather than trapesing all over Europe.
Ah well, c'est la vie.
At least, that's what they say around here. (or is that Italian?)
Until next time then,
au revoir.
I am frantically typing this away as I have no time left.
I am going back to England.
Well, soon enough, right now I'm preparing to go to Massachusets where I'll be visiting family and then after that Paris where I'll be hanging out and then England.
Until then, expect a bit of silence...
Well, well, once again I am here, thinking words that my fingers portray in text.
Whoa, I know I'm too awake when I start to contemplate how weird typing is.
So, I woke up at 3:30am again today because I went to sleep at something like 9:00 or 9:30pm.
This is getting out of hand, when will I chat with people? What else is there in life??
Just kidding, but speaking of other important things in life, I saw Unforgiven.
Ya know, the one movie written by Clint Eastwood, modern western, absolutely brilliant film? It has definately made my list.
Not that there is a list somewhere (well, not a conclusive one...yet...) but I speak of the proverbial list that many people in fact speak of but never really seem to have.
Other recent additions to this make-believe list:
Garden State
Shaun of the Dead
both of which were rather good, although I think I enjoyed Shaun of the Dead more. That is another brilliant movie. I watched it on New Year's Eve with my friends in *largish rural Illinois town west of Chicago*. We all decided that it is what would really happen if zombies showed up. Unlike those stupid horror flicks where everybody is all, "AHH!! Oh my God, I'm so scared, somebody help me!" *crying* *zombies devour flesh* it is instead more like what you would expect your friends to act like. I'm not going to quote anything from it because that would ruin even a tiny fraction of the experience for you because you would know what was coming.
Also I can't be bothered to remember one.
Moving on, Garden State was rather good too although predictable and a rather simple plot. For a second I thought they were going to turn the tables at the last second and totally mess with everything you thought the movie was about, and I think everybody who watched it did too, but they chickened out and stuck with what most people would expect from a romantic comedy movie.
Ah well.
In other news, I restrung my accoustic guitar, having finally bought the bloody pegs for the bridge after snapping the low E's peg in two the *last* time I tried to restring the bloody thing.
Ah, but the wait was worth it.
There are things an accoustic cannot do when compared to the electric but there are also plenty of things the electric cannot do when compared to the accoustic. I was a fool to think I could survive with only one for any lengthy amount of time.
I loves my accoustic ^-^ tee hee.
OK, enough of that.
I have to go to the post office today, go to *largish rural Illinois town west of Chicago* for like the fourth time this break, buy stuff, and make it back for tea and biscuits.
Actually just before 5.
cheers!
So the game is over, everyone's been caught but you, and now you get to ride on the tank.
Ya, I only just watched it.
Lovely way to get depressed.
That's why I'm watching a mouse widow attempt to save her feverish son from the plow, hopefully I can be a little cheered up.
But for some reason I remember this movie being filled with creepy visuals, creepy music, and a rather tense plot.
Of course, it's either that or Unforgiven...
And...well...I mean come on...I'm already depressed :)
Check out ::the smoke zone::
it's been updated.
Well, back to the proverbial popcorn.
I think a helicopter hovered outside my house today.
By the way, there's a new poem up in Penny For My Thoughts, go check it out.
Me and The Mad Grabber took our guitars to his drummer friend's house yesteray. The bassist friend came over too. Can anyone guess what ensued?
5 hours of hardcore rocking, minus the drugs and the sex (for all you who decided not to be nice and guess).
Then today my friend revealed to me that I can get a discount on anything I want from Best Buy as long as he buys it.
Now I have 5 hours before I need to "wake up" and go downtown.
Well, until next time, don't let those silent black helicopters take you away!
"O God, I have an ill-divining soul!
Methinks I see thee, now thou art below,
As one dead in the bottom of a tomb:
Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st pale."
Death became her awfully well,
a sight quite suitable for hell.
Blood drains from my lips, from my cheeks, from my mind.
Nothing is left in me to function, I release my grip, I stumble backwards.
Falling not on the ground so solid beneath me but tumbling off into the sky above, cresting at the sun, blinding my already functionless eyes.
"Light beams through
windows stream into my eyes
explode like red ballons
as it reminds me of you
so long ago
wind blows through
a hole in the roof
brings your perfume like lillies to me
and all I can do
is remember you"
When was the last time?
"I need you now be my light
tomorrow is much too late
I need you now"
quotes from Romeo and Juliet and Saves the Day - Tomorrow Too Late
wOOT!
So that crap is done with.
I now get a lovely 4 weeks off from school!
Ahh, time to relax, take it slow, just chill.
After scrambling to buy thousands of presents before Christmas.
Ahh, the easy life.
You again?
No, I can't talk right now, I have an exam in 2 hours.
No, no really, no time, out.
Bah, I swear, "no rest for the wicked," eh?
So I exaggerated the "genius" of the secret item I had been working on.
BUT, without further ado, here it is:
Penny For My Thoughts
You can now have fun reading through some of my random poetry. Most of it is crap, but I weeded out all the stuff I thought was incredibly putrid and left the stuff that I think has more promise.
But don't listen to me babble on about it, see for yourself.
I'm shutting up now.
Honestly.
Ohmigosh!!
A whole new approach to the link section you say?
Well, maybe I'm just so amazed I can't comment! (maybe that!)
Yes, yes, it's like a whole new blog
...just not...
The link section is now all fancified. The only real huge change is the webcomic section and I think it deserves a little explanation. Firstly, you will notice that the many links have been organized by the *type* of webcomic it is, under three main titles: "story-driven", "just humor", and "artistic".
Story-driven is any webcomic that has a main story that each comic is simply a continuation of. The story may or may not be funny, but I decided that this type of comic deserved it's own place.
Just humor is a section for those comics that don't really have one story that continues all the way through. There may be certain episdoes but generally the only thing that ties the comic together are the recurring characters.
Artistic is not meant to insult the artistic quality of all the other webcomics that *aren't* in this section. It simply puts these few aside from the others as they aren't always funny and ussually aren't meant to be.
The next and last thing you should notice that is different about the links section is that there are quotes next to the link from the website in question. So far not all have quotes, and some may never, but if there is something that either makes me laugh 'til I soil my pants and smell up the computer lab or that I find incredibly profound and have to spend the rest of my day brooding over, then I will put it up next to the link.
It also helps you to know a little better what the webcomic is like.
Ok, thats all. Now I have to go consume nothing but juice for the next 5 days!
cheers
Oh p.s.
just a side note, I heard that someone was concerned about the lyrics on the previous post by the FICTITIOUS band "Noosehead".
Just to restate that:
Noosehead does NOT exist, they are not a "favorite band" of mine, just something I found dreadfully funny on the webcomic Sam and Fuzzy.
That is all.
Message over.
*static fuzz*
