:(

my computer is broken. now life really IS sad. .......i'm so bored without it...

Goblins

I found a new good webcomic (courtesy of Something Positive) the other day. it's based in a traditional fantasy rpg-world and contains metafiction similar to Order of the Stick, but with an interesting spin; protraying goblins, who are typically "evil" in games/comics such as this, as the protagonists. they have hilarious names too: complains of names, fumbles (who prefers to call himself senor vorpal kickass'o), dies horribly, can't think of a name cause he looks like a regular guy, piss off i hava headache, and stop the ceremony i swallowed a bug.

Goblins

Evangelion - Tank! - AMV

yea, i have no life. here's another pretty funny amv. what really impressed me is the amount of editing they had to have done to make it all blend together so nicely.

Evangelion - Tank! - AMV

1985

This is a really funny anime music video somebody made. Seriously, check it out, i thought it was hilarious!

1985

Strider- said...
What's up with you and you're emo mode lately!? Just because life is so full of sadness doesn't mean the little enjoyments are so fruitless.

It seems to me that people are too lazy to try and enjoy themselves, or try to ease whatever sadness may be in their life. It's too easy to fall into depression and live a life full of regret and pain. Society, unfortunately, helps facilitate these emotions by mostly pointing out one's personal flaw ie. the perfect body, hair, relationship, etc. It does not really promote talking to someone or doing things to help depression except to take medication for it. In my opinion, even medication is just a band-aid on a potentially worse problem. People are not finding good outlets to help release all that stress, sadness, and anger. And no, video games aren't a outlet =P

Relationships, or lack of one, is really nothing different than anything else. It's just a debate of the road not taken. All the debate does is offer insight on what you should do better, or how you should act in a particular situation. If you end up alone at the end of your life, there usually is a reason as to why. Be it stubborness to not open up, too shy to try and ask a prospect, not having or wanting to take the time necessary, etc. It's personal desire, and maybe a lil luck.

As for music, sadly, that's pretty much all you're gonna hear on the radio these days, especially ours. It's easy to vent in music how much one's life sucks or to rant about the pain of being left by his girlfriend, or how they even want to die because they can't muster up the strength to suck it up. What makes me even more sad, is that they're getting paid to whine. 'Tis why I don't like Fall Out Boy, Simple Plan, etc. If I want to listen to someone bitch, I'll listen to my mother bitch about me cleaning my room.

In short, no more emo. Ninja's orders. That is all.

~Ninja Vanish~

sorry, i didn't mean to sound emo and i'm not really depressed either. it's more like i'm in a gloomy or dismal mood (heh, kinda sounds like i'm describing the weather). and speaking of weather, i'm sure that plays into my mood as well. it's been gloomy and downcast lately (wait, was it yesterday? i forgot :S it is today in any case) which is enough to put anyone in low spirits. i'm also tired. i worked sunday and monday, school all day on tuesday, worked on wednesday, friday, saturday, today, and will be working tomorrow. we all already know that i'm not the type of person who has endless bounds of energetic reserves to draw upon, so that brings my mood down a notch too. it also feels like my brain is in limbo or something because of it. i can't concentrate so well at the moment. @_@

as for the music, i actually haven't been listening to the radio lately. alot of instrumental stuff and certain anime soundrack songs. i've been specifically picking the ones that aren't upbeat merely because i feel like listening to slower, sad, pretty music. you know what i mean? it's not hopeless-oh-god-my-life-sucks sad, it's hmm...how sad. i hope that made sense. i've also been reading sappy fan fiction (though it's hard to find well-written stories most of the time and i'm kinda ashamed to admit it -- bad, annie! bad!)

it's true what you said about being lazy, though. i am being rather lazy lately (prolly cuz of my lack of energy...). and for the most part i'm too lazy to go out and make a real social life for myself. you're right, it is the road not taken; i choose not to put forth alot of energy in finding a boyfriend. what's making it seem sad is those damn sappy stories. when it comes right down to it, i'd rather be a little sad sometimes and content the rest of the time not being in a relationship. i believe that you can't find anything if you're actually looking for it; thus i don't go looking for a boyfriend. instead, i bide my time and wait for the right guy to show up. when he does, i'll know. i don't know how i'll know, but i know i will.... if that made any sense at all...

actually i don't ever listen to fall out boy. never really sparked my interest. as for simple plan, i haven't listened to my simple plan cd in a while because it hurts my voice to sing along when i'm driving. it's too low to sing in my girl-singing voice and too high to sing in my regular/talking-singing voice. heh.

p.s. i know video games aren't an outlet, but they're a nice distraction all the same :P

i think i posted that last post because i wanted to speculate on life and its sad aspects. not to bitch about them or whine, but ponder in a appreciative sort of way, as odd as that may sound. sometimes tragedies are the best stories.

so i'm sorry if i sounded like one of those dumb emo teens that seem to be all over the internet. that wasn't my intention. i'm just being tired, sappy (gah!), and stupid. what i really need is a day to catch up on my sleep. or better yet, christmas break. i need that.

life is so sad

life is so sad, be it real or fiction. i wonder what people feel before they die, when they've gone and lived their lives without finding someone to spend it with? are they lonely? and what about people who have? are they content? or do they die full of regret for leaving someone behind? for the most part i live my life on a day to day emotional basis. i don't like to think about such things in the long run, it's just too depressing. so i'll concentrate on the next update of my favorite update, or the long-awaited release of the next book in a favorite series. for a birthday, for a tv special, anything new that will entertain me. sometimes everything seems like it's just a distraction from the inevitable sadness that accompanies all life. sorrow always feels so much more permanent and lasting than happiness, which seems so fleeting from a low perspective.

i need to stop listening to all this sad music... but it's just so pretty...

yes, i'm being morbid again.

i just finished watching the day after tomorrow again (man, i just love that movie!) it got me thinking: it's really funny how the best horror movies aren't even classified as "horror" at all! anymore, "scary" movies are just dumb (well, most of them, thirteen ghosts was pretty damn good) and predictable. on the other hand, you have action movies like the day after tomorrow and armageddon and, oh what was that one called?, deep impact, i think (actually i'm not even sure if i've seen the whole thing... but all those movies where they simulate the end of the world as we know it. they're horrifying! (hmm, to let you know just how that last sentence should be read, i should tell you i was smiling as i wrote it.) every time i watch the day after tomorrow i imagine what it would be like if that actually happened. we'd be screwed, that's what. pay close attention to the line professor hall draws on the U.S. map -- nebraska is oh, so most definately and unquestionably on the north side of that line. the north half of kansas is too, for that matter. of course, we wouldn't have to worry about all our belongings to freeze instantaneously like all the stuff they had with them in new york (there's only one eye of a storm and there's only one storm over north america, it can't be in new york and nebraska both). however, everything we have would probably receive severe water damage (it'd be covered in snow and when we take it somewhere else to warm up the snow would melt all over it getting it soaked. my books would be ruined! *sob*) all i've got to say, though, is that i sure as hell hope cheney is smarter than that jackass of a vice-president in the movie.

what would you do if you knew the world was going to practically end tomorrow and there was the possibility that you may never see your friends and family again? is there something you'd want to tell someone? would you want to do something in particular? who would you want to be with you during such a storm? which of your friends and/or family members do you think would be most useful in a life or death situation like that? when you see that sort of thing in movies the general stereotype is that the shy, underdog-type guy confesses his love to that special girl. do you think you or somebody you know would do something like that? it really makes you wonder. for that matter, if you could only choose a certain number of people to save, who would you pick? (like in deep impact where there was a shelter underground that could save people, but only a limited number.)

another thing i was thinking about today was useless trivia. just how much do you know about your closest friends and family? sure, you know how they act and stuff, but do you know their favorite color? do they have only one favorite color? or do they have a favorite color, then a different favorite color when it comes to clothing? what's their favorite song? band? flower? scent? food? tv show? movie? activity? just how much do you know about a person? probably not as much as you think? even the most talkative person could be witholding a completely different side of theirself. this summer several of my friends (you know who you are) were over at my uncle's for the fourth of july. towards the end of the day when my aunt and uncle (um, one of them) were getting ready to go home and take my grandpa home, they wheeled him past where we were all standing around doing nothing in particular, and my grandpa said "bye, annie-bannanie!" which surprised joe (i think it was joe) and possibly other people but they didn't say anything. is it really so surprising to hear my grandpa call me "annie-bannanie"? (don't any of you dare get any ideas -- nobody calls me that but him. if you try addressing me as such i'll sock you one!) there's another friend of my mom's (whose name is also ann) that calls me annie-fandango (same goes for that nickname people). i guess i just don't seem like the kind of person who'd tolerate being called silly nicknames like that. (well, come to think of it, i'm not. like i said, i'd slug anybody else who'd try calling me that. i can just see it: some smartass coming up and calling me annie-bannanie, thinking they're being all cute and funny. it sickens me.) anyway, it reminds me of the first day of gym class second semester freshman year. i was in the same class as cameron, rob, and ben. so anyway, ms. nano was taking roll call and as amost every teacher asks me when they first meant me, she asked "is it anne or annie?" and my standard reply is "either". but then the trio mentioned previously starts going into a fake cough saying "anne" in the middle of it. why they hell did they care? it still baffles me.

when i was down at my family's last week having dinner (mmm, chinese) somehow we got into a conversation about dating. my mom said that you always hear about this girl that reese likes or this girl that nate likes (or this girl that any number of matt's other close friends like), but you never hear about this girl matt likes. why is that? well, matt enlightened us on that one, and i totally know where he's coming from. he said that having a girlfriend was too much hassle -- she'll want to spend all this time with you and you'll have to spend all this money to pay for dinner and movies and stuff, etc. etc. seriously, it's the same with boyfriends (minus the paying for shit, but i'l get to the equivalent of that in a minute). they'll always wabt to spend time with you and they'll always want to be touching you in some way (be it perverted or not) or they'll want to make-out alot and they'll insist on paying for everything. it drives me crazy!!!!!! i know what you're thinking; why the hell wouldn't this crazy chic want things paid for her? well i'll tell you why. it always sends me on a guilt trip. i can pay for things myself too, i do have a job. it's just not very fair to have somebody else pay for my stuff. it makes me feel terrible. it may have some deep-seated connection with my need for independance (unconsciously), but whatever. and the touching and making-out part. *sigh* there are just times when i don't want to be touched by anyone. period. i'm not always in the mood for making-out. period. one time i was standing around with my friends (back in high school) and one guy was innocently rubbing his girlfriend's shoulders. nothing sick, nothing inappropriate, but imagining myself in that situation made me slightly ill. i'm not a touchy-feely person (which should be totally obvious by now). man, i think i just have issues or something. heheh, another thing i brought up in that conversation is that i don't give out points for persistence (you guys remember tim the freezer guy from my work.... yeah). then my mom replies "you don't give out points for anything!" which made me laugh. it's so true. it's also exasperating when other girls tell me i should get out there and try dating people. apparently, they just don't get it. i can't just decide one day "okay, i want to be dating someone!" who the hell would i date? and before any smartass decides to answer that i'd like to state that there isn't anybody around that i want to date. not only would it be stupid for me to get into a relationship with someone i have no feelings for, there's also the guy's feelings to take into account. that would just be cruel. i don't lead people on (despite what some of you may think! just because i can easliy talk with guys and am not a total bitch to the world doesn't mean i like somebody. i just wish people would understand that...) and i don't intend to ever do such a insensitive act. and don't you people think i'm going soft or anything! being that mean just isn't cool.

and i don't want anything at all!!!

really weird

yea, so i was in the student center food court yesterday, and guess what i heard over the intercom on mav radio? it was the teen titans theme song... wtf?

is that the high school?

this evening i drove down to lincoln with my parents to see the gross volleyball team play in the finals (they won, by the way). they played at lincoln southwest high school, which we had a good deal of trouble finding. so we're driving down the road looking for a large building with a fairly big parking lot. soon enough, we see a pretty big building with a fair-sized parking lot and my dad says "is that the high school?" as we drive past the front of the building we see what's written on it. it wasn't the high school. it was the state penitentiary.

yea, so i'm searching through the listings on e-bruno and writing up my potential scheduele and i run into a problem. just how am i going to arrange this?! for the past two semesters i've been able to scheduele all my classes on just three days. unfortunately it's just not working that way this time. i pretty much have to fix my scheduele around the writing class i'll be taking (poetry again, ick), which is on a tuesday afternoon. next i need to get started on my foriegn language. unfortunately they only offer elementary spanish on a monday-wednesday-friday scheduele, and each class is about an hour and a half long. now i'm left with thursday as my only day off (which is now officially the day i'm going to have to work on). next on the list is another lit. class and a natural or social science. my advisor recommended horticulture for a natural science, saying it wasn't really heavy on math and stuff, but unfortunately (again) it's not even being offered this next semester. i've always been thinking about taking astronomy, but after reading the descriptions i'm getting skeptical. it sounds awful algebraic. this really shouldn't worry me, as i'm fairly decent at upper-level math. i just don't like it. and i haven't had to do any more math than balancing my checkbook and adding the prices of stuff i have to order from decopac and bakery crafts at work (i actually don't really have to add them all up, i just prefer to. that way i know for sure whether i'm over the $90 and $75 marks where we get free shipping from each company). needless to say that's super-easy math. i also kinda want to take intro. to theater (it sounds fun). then there's the option of taking a social science instead. actually, come to think of it, i don't have to take more than three classes next semester, since the spanish class is worth five and the poetry studio is worth four that makes up the extra three i'd need for a fourth class (we need a minimum of twelve credit hours a semester). eh, i'd rather take four, this way i'll be getting 15 credit hours but it won't feel like it (usually you'd have to take five classes to get 15 hours, you know?)

anyway, i'm starting to ramble... so i'm gonna end this post here

Tips for being safe on Halloween

1. Don't drink any nightshade tea.


2. Always wear a reinforced steel neck brace when travelling in the forest alone at night.


3. Have spaghetti for dinner ...and don't forget the garlic bread! (And don't brush your teeth after dinner!!!)


4. Don't assume that's a mask they're wearing...


5. Don't light any black-flame candles (unless you're not a vigin, then you can knock yourself out)


6. Check your pumpkin juice for veritaserum.


7. Don't use a metal detector to find your candy.


8. Don't go to any death-day parties. They're not worth your time and the food's rotten (literally)


9. Pumpkins aren't the only scary vegetables


10. Avoid anybody named Jack. (Just trust me on this one...)


11. When trick-or-treating, avoid dentists' houses (unless you really want a toothbrush).


12. Be wary of all creatures of the night (wolves, werewolves, bats, vampire bats, ninja squirrels, and, most of all, were-rabbits. Be especially careful of were-rabbits).


13. Avoid swampy areas.


14. Don't mess around with Jim (or tug on Superman's cape, or spit into the wind, or pull the mask off the ol' lone ranger...)


15. If you start to hear foreboding music in the background, don't run away -- that always makes everything ten times worse.


16. Wear night-vision goggles


17. As an extra precaution carry one or more of these items on your person:
    
    • wooden stake
    
    
    • gun loaded with silver bullets (note the plural bullets. carrying only one around is just plain dumb).
    
    
    • cross or crucifix
    
    
    • maglight
    
    
    • garlic (salt or powder would be preferable, as they're more practical in combat, but cloves will work well as defense mechanisms)
    
    
    • sword or sharp stick (these don't need to be reloaded)
    
    
    • any sort of silver charm
    
    
18. Keep a torch and/or pitchfork by your door, just in case.


19. If you find yourself in a situation where you're staring down the end of a wand, all I've got to say is that I sure hope you've got a really good insurance policy...


20. No matter what the TV news people say, dress yourself all in black. Sure, it decreases others' ability to see you, but that can be a good thing...


21. And when all else fails, you can always try calling the cops. Maybe they'll act out of character and actually believe you.

interesting...

i just took a test that is supposed to determine if you're more masuline or feminine. apparently i'm 65% masculine and 35% feminine: i'm sex-role transcendent: People who are sex-role transcendent have both low masculine and low feminine qualities indicating that gender is not a category that is critical to their sense of self. In other words, sex-role transcendent people develop and maintain their sense of self through roles that are not tied to gender stereotypes. also, i'm less of a sports fan than men and women on average, in between the two averages when it comes to decision making, really low on the scale as far as leadership goes (lower than both averages), and fairly high when it comes to aggression (higher than both averages). I'm just as analytical as men are on average, and slightly more of a principled individualist than men on average, both being higher than women on average. now, those were all considered traditionally masculine traits, when it comes to traditionally feminine traits i'm really really low on the cheerful scale, slighlt less low on the gentle scale, and the least low on the compassionate scale, but still pretty damn low. i'm more understanding than men on average, but less than women (closer, however, to the men's average). on the scale to determine how timid i am, i'm higher than both averages. the last bit is trusting: i'm higher than men, but lower than women, closer to the women's average and almost exactly in the middle of the scale.

interesting...

so cool!!

okay, so i'm writing this five page paper i have due this evening when i get bored and decide to slack off for a bit. since i've already checked my email and read my usual webcomics today, i decided to google myself. turns out there are alot more people out there with the last name yankus than i thought. after i did that, i decided to google my blog's name -- i never did find a link to my actual blog on the list, there were ALOT of other sites that had "everybody is somebody's weirdo" listed on them somewhere. you'd think i'd be higher up the list being that it's my blog's name and not just found in the text. whatever... anyway, after that i decided to google "animetion express" (in quotes for more accurate results) and there were alot of links. but the really cool thing is that they were all links TO MY SITE located in various directories! a few of them had a mini-screen shot of the main page of each website next to the link and sure enough, there's my splash page miniturized. now there's a good birthday present for me: my website is actually known! (because i know i didn't add my link to those directories!) oh so cool, this makes me so happy.


because friday's my only day off!

just because i felt like writing another one

hmm, yes, well the entire point of this post is because i felt like writing another person of the moment. my only problem was coming up with a person! then it hit me:


previous persons: Inaba of Urusei Yatsura - Ryuunosuke Fujinami of Urusei Yatsura
Kikyo of Inuyasha - Maggie Mui of R.O.D. the TV - Shinji Ikari of Neon Genesis Evangelion
Miaka Yuki of Fushigi Yuugi - Gene Starwind of Outlaw Star - Jakotsu of Inuyasha
Sousuke Sagara of Full Metal Panic

today's person of the moment is Lars from Girl Genius. Lars is my first person of the moment who isn't an anime character (he's just a regular comic book character :P ) We first meet Lars when he finds Agatha (the comic's heroine) hiding from Zeetha (who is set on training Agatha in the Skifander warrior tradition). Both Lars and Zeetha are members of Master Payne's Circus of Adventure, which is also a traveling Heterodyne show. In the Heterodyne plays, Lars plays the part of Bill Heterodyne, who, incidentally, is Agatha's father (thought Lars didn't know that at the time). Funnily enough, Agatha is cast as her own mother, Lucrezia Mongfish, and plays opposite of Lars. This is how Lars becomes interested in Agatha initially. He really falls for her after he finds out it was she who told the Jagermonsters Maxim, Dimo, and Ognian to go and save him from the weird monsters the circus was being attacked by. I've figured Lars to be somewhere between 23- and 27-years old, as he tells Agatha that ditched his cheesmaker's apprenticeship ten years ago to join the circus. I suppose he could be older, but I just can't see it. Lars's most interesting personality trait is that he's a big fat chicken. He completely loses it at any sign of danger, yet he somehow finds it in him to confront such dangers when he believes Agatha is in trouble. It's really quite sweet. Unfortunately, I have a feeling that Agatha is going to choose her other romantic interest, Gilgamesh Wulfenbach, not only because Agatha met Gil first (rule of shoujo (or any other plot involving romance for that matter) #3, see SUCCESS!!), but also because Lars isn't listed among the main characters on the Girl Genius website, and then there's the fact that Lars isn't a spark (a mad scientist or sorts) like Agatha or Gil. Poor Lars...

on a completely different note, i'll be twenty years old in six days, four hours, and twenty-nine minutes.

in the mood for something new

yea, the light blue just didn't seem appropriate for the current dark and sinister season (oh, i love halloween!). i guess making all those halloween cakes and cupcakes and using those halloween sprinkles on those caramel apples (those were fun to make ^_^) put me in the mood. and besides, i like dark colors way better any time of the year. originally i kinda wanted to put up an exclusively halloween layout, but i couldn't find a picture i liked, so i settled for somehing just plain dark. and this way i don't have to take it down when november rolls around.

this is going to prove difficult

yea, so i'm reading over everyone's critiques of my story and it's really weird how varied the responses are. i'm getting completely contradicting results! ..........come to think of it.... there's got to be some people who didn't give me reviews... what the hell?!

anyway... some examples of what i'm talking about is in the paragraph where rita is reading the old obituaries. one person said they liked it, another said it was too lengthy, confusing, and unnecessary. and some of the comments they put are rather dumb. no, seriously. i'm not being judgemental because they're criticizing my work, that's what they're supposed to do. there's this one guy who pretty much said i need to get rid of all my signature comical elements (the asides... much like this one... and several lines that were ment to be funny that he edited to be serious and plain). he also said i should change the dialogue in the scene where rita's mother is telling her to clean off the dining room table. obviously, this guy hasn't been around teenagers in a while. i originally wrote:

"Okay, Ree, now, I'm going to have my boss over for dinner tonight, so I'm going to need you to help me clean up the house."
"Mhmm..."
"Rita? Did you hear me?"
"Mhmm..."
Rita's mother poked her head out from inside the kitchen where she had been working, "RITA!"
"Huh? What?"

and here's what he changed:

"...help me clean up the house."
"Hhmmm?"
"Rita? Did you hear me?"
"WHAT?"
Rita's mother poked her head out from the kitchen where she had been working, "RITA!"
"Huh? What?"

kay, now the thing is rita isn't having trouble hearing her mother (and her mother isn't having trouble hearing her either, for that matter), they both can hear each other fine. rita's just not listening. everybody else picked up on that... plus there's the fact that it's completely redundant for her to yell "what" when her next response is "huh? what?" makes no sense, don't you think?

one person told me to change the kind of juice rita's drinking in one of the ending scenes. i have her drinking juicey juice. they said to change it to a specific juice (apple, grape, whatever). she's not drinking plain ol' apple juice or grape juice, dammit, she's drinking juicey juice! i also got the comment that rita sounded too young to be seventeen. "how could she not understand death? she sounds more like she's fourteen" okay, here's my problem with that: rita is a confidant individual. she demonstrates this when she shows no regard for authority and beats up her best friend in the middle of the school hallway. fourteen-year-olds aren't so sure of themselves and who they are, you know? there's that and the fact that they're giving seventeen-year-olds too much credit. just because you're seventeen doesn't mean you've dealt with death. you could probably live till your late 20s before anyone close to you dies (that you can remember anyway). living like that would make one extremely unaware of death and the repercussions that accompany it.

i also got some comments on giving more descriptions. i don't usually describe the characters' appearances or the setting much. why? i dunno, it just doesn't seem important. if they've got a feature that's important to the story, i'll introduce it. apparently no one likes to leave things up to the imagination anymore.

no one understood what "..." meant either..........

ah well, it was nice to get all that out. i needed a good rant. these people just aren't in touch with their inner child enough... a couple people said i'd be a good young adult fiction writer. i'm not going to argue the fact, because "young adult" fiction is come of my favorite stuff. it's more interesting than all the boring shit that happens in "adult" stories. i don't give a damn about some guy who's having an affair and meets his mistress in an apartment in the city where they get naked and scrub the tile floors together. seriously, what's the point there? a friend from my fiction class described my story as allowing for some great escapism. i can relate there. i like to read to escape, and i write what i want to read. reality is just so fucking boring.

be careful what you wish for

ask me about the story i just wrote for my fiction studio class! i'm really proud of the climax (heheheh...) i would post it here, but it's always a risk to post original work on the web, you know?

artemis, artemis, artemis...

eoin colfer has done it again! i just finished reading the latest artemis fowl novel that just came out... last week? and just when i thought there were no more adventures to be had! in this one, artemis fowl; the lost colony artemis almost meets his match, yet at the same time in a different perspective, i'd say she really is quite the match for him. he still outsmarts her though. i'm all for girl geniuses, but you just can't beat artemis fowl. the ending is rather sad though... as sad as a happy ending could be i suppose. artemis and holly get stuck in a time warp whilest saving the fairy world (again) and aren't able to return exactly the same year they departed. so basically, looking at artemis's parents point of view, artemis just vanished off the face of the earth for three years, only to reappear completely unchanged (with the exception that he and holly swapped an eye on the journey home... long story) and unaged. the thought was just heart-wrenching :( on the plus side, now his new girly-friend is about the same age as he. (she waited for him and everything, even though they had only met in person once, and only for a few minutes.) *sigh* i haven't had that good of a read since i discovered howl's moving castle.

a peek into the future

yes, yes, i was bored and let my mind wander to interesting and strange places this afternoon and here are the fruits of my labor:

it's just a little something i'd like to call "what if anne got married and had kids" or "why anne would make a horrible stay-at-home mom"



frightening thought, isn't it? there was another panel, but it didn't turn out well (i took a picture of the drawing with my camera, since i haven't got a scanner).

to know

i was pondering whilest on lunch break on monday. i was thinking about people's awareness of truth or lack thereof. i was watching an episode of charmed the other day that dealt with this issue. a powerful group of beings (that leo is a part of apparently) called the avatars was turning the world into a utopia free of evil and demons (thus making the charmed ones' lives much easier). however it all came at a price. all sources of conflict or mailiciousness were removed. not killed, not destroyed, just... removed. nobody knows where they went, but here's the kick: the avatars were controlling people's minds so that they didn't know these people had been erased from existence. these people would vanish in front of their eyes and then they would shake their heads, regain composure, and say "i'm sorry about (name)" "it's ok, he/she's in a better place" then return to whatever they were doing. it reminded me alot of the giver, where one member of the utopian society was charged with harboring all the memories of all things that weren't part of their mundane everyday lives. those included war, death, and pain, which you'd think would be a good thing, but the list goes on. these memories also included color, music, and joy.

so which is better? ignorant "bliss"? or knowing the truth? according to mythology, in the beginning people lived without all horrible things, then something happened and all the pain in the world was brought forward, like in pandora's box and the story of adam and eve. it's perplexing, really; a world without pain and suffering would be wonderful, but being so ignorant is horrifying.

it's all very similar to my theory that you can't truly know happiness without knowing sorrow. there's some mathematics rule that talks about a value equaling something that isn't something else...? (can't remember it) but i DO remember how to phrase it in terms of my theory:

what is the definition of happiness? ecstacy? joy? pleasure beyond compare? you could go through thesaurus after thesaurus listing synonym after synonym for "happiness" but essentially you haven't found out anything! the best definition i could come up with for "happiness" is "being without sorrow". so what is "sorrow"? "being without happiness". in order to understand one you must understand the other. fundamentally it all adds up with perfect logic. now just apply it to real life and there's my theory. the happiest person in the world can't ever know just how happy they are without knowing of the sorrow they are without.

and all within a mere hour lunch break...

ah, yes, life is good

with the exception that classes have started again...

but yea: we've got a friendly new roommate, we've hooked up cable tv, i bought a cable to connect my tv to the cable outlet, i rearranged my room (yea well, a change every so often is nice... and my tv couldn't reach the outlet the way i had it arranged before...) unfortunately now my ethernet oulet is behind my bed (as was my cable outlet before), but this is fixable: i have a super-long ethernet cord at home that i can bring here. until then, i'm stuck computing on my bed with the computer in my lap (not such a bad thing, really... i just wish i had a lap-board...)

hmmm.... yea, that's about it.... oh! and my intro bookbinding class looks so fun! the teacher showed us all the bindings we're gonna learn, and they looked SO COOL! (man, i'm such a bibliophile........)

my dog ate my homework

an age-old excuse that's so incredibly obvious that no one actually uses it anymore. so... what if someone were to actually use this excuse now? would the teacher dismiss it as a really lame lie, or would they actually believe the student on the grounds that no one's stupid enough to tell that particular lie? indeed it boggles the mind...



funny story; when i was in third grade, on my birthday i believe, my dog did, in fact eat my homework. no lie. well, to be technical, he only took a bite outta my assignment notebook/agenda/thing and chewed up my birthday pencil real nice. being the moronic little nine-year-old i was, i panicked. "the teacher would never believe me!!" looking back on it, the teacher would have to have been really ignorant and stubborn NOT to believe me. after all, the evidence was clear. there were teeth marks on my assignment book and everything. she even gave me a new birthday pencil the next day. it's the bizarre little things that make life as interesting as it can be.

yea, that was back in the good ol' days when jackson was alive. ah, yes, jackson; he ate so much chocolate he became immune to the fact that it's poisonous for dogs. one time he ate 6 one-pound bars of chocolate and we had to get his stomach pumped. that was the first time. i can't remember what he ate when we had to get his stomach pumped the second time. he also ate the entire contents of my easter basket one year (because i was stupid enough to leave it on the floor), and a 14 (or was it 12? or 10?) ounce box of mint melt-aways. he also ate a rabbit. a REAL rabbit. i didn't get to see him do it, as we were on vacation at the time and my mom's friend liz (and her daughter, my friend nicole) were watching him. i believe nicole relayed the story with definate stress on the fact that she started freaking out and yelling at the dog to stop, which of course he didn't. jackson also ate nicole's piece of chocolate cake one time. apparently it scarred her for life... or for a few years at least. jackson was also known to eat cookies out of my hand as i was walking back to my little picnic table to sit and eat them. he would sit next to matt at dinner (when matt was really little, we actually had a drop-cloth that we'd put under his chair) and rather than stare up at matt, begging for scraps, jackson would stare at the ground, anticipating scraps to fall on the floor.

oh yea, and jessie, here's that escaflowne thumbnail theater that i was telling you about. now you have something new to do while at work. ;)

now they've REALLY done it...

i was sleeping at my house tuesday night, and before i went to bed, i decided to catch some adult swim. i cannot BELIEVE what they were airing before inuyasha! it was pee-wee's playhouse! that's not even a cartoon!! now i've really lost faith in cartoon network. you let me down, you bastards.

on a lighter note, i finished putting up the new layout on my website. go check it out.

a tribute to internet bumper stickers ('cuz i love 'em!)

just their pastries, 'cuz those are damn good!


i'm reading it, but the fact just isn't sticking with me...


that and nobody else wanted the job :P


but only when the alarm clock is set too loud.


damn that opportunity!


yep, we're all a bunch of mindless uncultured bastards... i blame the forefathers


and neither does that hideous emo cut, am i right guys?


because you never find what you're looking for!


what? it doesn't!

why do people cry like that?

it's pretty damn annoying, really. whoever lives in the room next to me (436C, i think) was just absolutely bawling their eyes out. i could hear them through the wall. "*sob,sob,SOB* i don't wanna be alone!" hmm..... perhaps i'm being insensitive, but at the moment i don't give a damn. especially if they're crying over being dumped. get over it, girly, life moves on. if they're crying over someone who died.... i guess i shouldn't be so annoyed, but i just have the feeling that that isn't the case here.

i slept alot today. it was refreshing, but i still kinda have a headache. next time, less spinning rides i think. and fyi, chris, i didn't stall my car once today. so there.

my second cousin samantha is staying over my parents' house for the next few days (her grandma and grandpa (my aunt and uncle) are in sturgis, sd for the motorcycle convention), so i was talking to her this afternoon. she thinks that hot topic sells skater clothes. i was surprised, where the hell did she get that idea? i also discovered that she is infatuated with that kid from high school musical that jessie was saying her sister lynsey likes or whatever. such teeny-bopper things are not of my concern...

i got a tan yesterday, too. yay!

earlier this evening i was over my uncle's for baby jacob's 1st birthday, and when we were watching him make a mess of himself with his smash cake, my mom was recounting how matt and i ate our lil' smash cakes. i didn't know we even had them. apparently i was so concerned with getting my hands dirty, i just stuck my face in the cake and ate it that way.... i fail to see how that made any sense at all. *shrugs* i don't remember any birthdays before my third anyway. that year i had snuffelupagus and big bird on my cake, heh.

school starts two weeks from monday. it never once felt like summer vacation... :/


that sounds like a really good idea right now...

SUCCESS!!

I've finally figured out how to post on blogger without having to worry about getting that rare and lucky connection or whatever!  i'd like to thank Joe for this one, for informing me of the existence of blogger for word and showing me where to find it!  it took me a bit, but I've finally figured out how to post images from here too! (I fixed the last post up so now it looks like it's supposed to.)

now here's something I've been wanting to post FOR FOREVER!  it was supposed to be in the giant robots post, but it took me this long to find an alternative way to post it!

another thing i came up with in my spare time (in the wee hours of the morning) was a set of rules for school-girl-getting-transported-to-another-world animes. currently i can only think of three series that this really applies to (two if it only counts when they have different names), but theres one more that sometimes applies. on with the list!

1. the girl must always be spunky, charismatic, energetic, and wearing a schoolgirl uniform at all possible times despite the fact that wearing it makes her stick out like a sore thumb and she'd probably be alot safer and attract alot less attention if she just adopted the local look.


2. there will always be a romantic triangle. it's almost always the girl and two men, but occationally (like in inuyasha) the girl will have a rival over a boy.


3. the girl will always end up with the boy she met first. always.


4. the guy she picks is usually the younger of the two, scruffier, and originally acted rather like a jerk towards her.


5. the guy she dumps is often older, more mature, and has that long, straight-haired feminine look. he continues to love her and look out for her despite the fact that she's actively pursuing a relationship with the other guy right there in front of him. he will also most likely have some sort of noble title (such as kight, emperor, whatever. this isn't to say that the other guy isn't of noble heritage or rank, however. he just acts like he isn't)


6. the girl will have some mystic power that enables her to become the saviour of the world she is transported to.


7. the girl will travel home once (and only once, with the exception of kagome), and while she's there, life seems to be going on as if she never disappeared. while there, she'll go to school, sigh, mope, and generally pine over her chosen man. (oh yea, and there's that whole world-saving thing to do too)


8. the girl will complete her mission and return home empty handed. she doesn't get to stay or bring her boyfriend with her, (what a gip!) only fond memories. (i'm not sure how inuyasha ends, but with the precedent of kagome being able to return home whenever she wants, one would assume that she doesn't get stuck at home without inuyasha. that and the fact that i don't think takahashi would end a series like that. evidence says otherwise...)

man, what i wouldn't give to live in an anime...


Yeah, it's too bad this thing doesn't have directions...