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Friday, October 24th, 2008
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6:27 pm
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Continuation of the meme from last time. Bailey's mother has come up for the weekend; I like her very well, she's a very nice woman, but at the same time the prospect of her being around all weekend is immensely tiring, somehow. I have to be good and attentive and sociable, instead of staying contentedly glued to my computer screen. Needless to say, I'm not exactly thrilled.
Anyway.
Rodney-Kida: This I could kind of see, if you AUed Rodney into the A:tLE movieverse; don't get me wrong, I love Milo, but putting Rodney and John into another Atlantis scenario - complete with glowing blue shiny stuff, even - is hard to resist. ^^ I couldn't bear to bust up McShep, but as interaction fic, this would be fun.
Simon-The Emperor: I'm not sure how I would manage to cross these over. A Firefly!AU of Mulan could actually be kind of awesome, especially given that the Sino part of the Anglo-Sino Alliance doesn't come up that much in Firefly canon, so it would be kind of a neat thing to explore. It would be a little tough to work the Serenity crew in, but I'm sure a sufficiently inspired author could manage; I don't think this would be shipfic, either, but it could be very, very interesting.
Sawyer-Sam: Ahahahaha. Somebody should definitely write a fic about the day Dean tried to hustle Sawyer at pool, pre-Lost. That would amuse me greatly. ^^ If I were really trying to write this, though, I'd probably go with post-Lost; Sawyer gets back to civilization, but he's seen so much weird that nothing seems real anymore - until he gets attacked by the angry ghost of xyz, Sam and Dean come save the day, and Sawyer ends up a hunter himself. If I were seriously trying to pair Sam and Sawyer, I'd go with that scenario during the months Dean was in hell, and the pairing wouldn't be permanent.
Fran-Serenity: ... There are some things I never thought I would ever think about, and one of those things used to be how to cross Strictly Ballroom and Serenity with each other. o.O But I suppose you might be able to work an Australia-like Rim planet; I don't know how you'd drag the Serenity crew into it, but, again, there's probably a way. ^^
House-House and Wilson: ^^ I think the show's done most of my work for me, in this case.
Inara and Kaylee-Wash: I personally could not make pairingfic of this unless I killed Zoe, which would be awful. However, I could see Inara/Kaylee with Wash peeping. He'd get a talking-to after, but he'd probably do it. ^^
snarky intelligence-Darcy: Heck, this is canon anyway.
River-Wash: Yet another unlikely-to-be-pairingfic. In canon, though, I can't really remember Wash and River interacting all that often, so I wouldn't mind reading a little gen about the two of them.
Fleur-Inara: This could be kind of awesome. I think Fleur would make a pretty fantastic Companion in Firefly-verse; she has that kind of classy hauteur. Or, on the flip side, she'd easily be rich enough to hire Inara - in which case, to quote Jayne, I'll be in my bunk. Yikes.
Inara-Vizzini: Haha, Inara as Princess Buttercup. That is all.
Simon-Captain Jack Sparrow: Oh, man, a PotC AU where Simon ends up needing Jack's help to find River would be pretty brilliant. I'm not sure how you'd AU the Academy into PotC-verse, but it could undoubtedly be done, and if you managed to keep Jack in character, that would be spectacularly fun. Simon strikes me as having a lot of Will-like qualities, with all that awkward politeness that occasionally turns into snark when provoked.
Jayne-Johnny: ... I was about to say that this was crazy, but the Academy must've had other psychic experiments going besides River; Johnny could very easily be AUed into one of those. I'm not sure he'd go for Jayne, but it would be fun to try them out. ^^
Kaylee-River: Psh. Already a pairing.
The Sick Kid-Ron: You might have to Britishize the Sick Kid - that, or put him in an American wizarding school, and then rewrite the seventh book, at least in part, so that it involves more than just Hogwarts students, staff, and alumni. I would actually kind of love to do that, because one of the things that bugged me the most about the final battle was that it was schoolchildren vs. Death Eaters, again, and the schoolchildren won, as they always do, with spells they learnt first year. I wish it had involved more effort to prepare for battling a terrifying army of Dark wizards, you know?
River-... I think that's Mr. Collins?: Man, I haven't seen the P&P mini-series for so long. I really need to watch that again. Anyway, it would amuse me very deeply to plunk River down in the middle of a Bennett family dinner with Mr. Collins; I bet that would make for a really hilarious fic. And you could probably AU either the Tam family back into P&P or the P&P characters forward onto a Core planet, so. It's flexible.
Tara-Mal: Hmm. This probably wouldn't actually require an AU, because Buffy's got magic portals - you can chuck people through time however you like, as long as you have a magic portal to blame it on. ^^ But my OTP soul prevents this from being pairingfic; I couldn't throw Tara forward without throwing Willow forward, too. Alternatively, you could make a pretty brilliant AU out of Willow and Tara in Firefly; Tara goes crazy, but this time it's because of the Academy, not because Joss Whedon refuses to let anybody have a happy, functional relationship without a couple wrenches thrown into the works, and then Willow breaks her out! It could be quite good.
That's definitely not all twenty-five, but I should probably stop, at least for a bit, and work on my massive paper due Thursday. ^^ So.
current mood:  amused
current music: Old Brown's Daughter - Great Big Sea
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| Tuesday, October 21st, 2008
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1:07 pm
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Just a little randomness, originally from LJ: Go to your icons page in Livejournal and look at the first two icons (the one on the right and the one on the left). Pair up the characters in the two icons. Go to the next two and do the same until you have a list of ships. Then ... well, write 'em.
I'm not sure I want to delve into writing them all, but it's interesting to muse on the possibilities. I don't think they'd all necessarily be romantic ships, though. I may just do twenty-five now, and save the other half for later.
Aslan-Dumbledore: They aren't both images, but the quote's Dumbledore, so that's close enough for me. ^^ A perfect example of a pair of characters that I think would make an amusing friendship fic, but probably wouldn't end up, uh, actually shipped, not with the characterizations I've got in mind for them. Dumbledore is still pining for Gellert, you see. I would totally read a fic where Aslan and Dumbledore have a nice little chat in the afterlife, though - ending, naturally, with Dumbledore offering Aslan a ghostly lemon drop.
River-Mal-Zoe: Possible; I don't know that I could do this as well as it deserves to be done, but there are people out there who could totally make this work. I wouldn't read or write a fic with this threesome if it weren't post-movie, because I couldn't bear to break up Wash and Zoe. But if it were post-movie, it becomes much more possible, in my brainspace. And it doesn't even have to be angsty and hurtful, either - I can imagine Mal and Zoe taking up with one another, especially if Inara left again, not because they were in love but just because they're old friends and they care about each other and they're hurting. They'd be emotionally obtuse at each other, probably, at which point River would interject herself and say something cryptic yet eminently practical. ^^
Mulan-Kaylee: I don't know how I would set up this crossover, like, at all - somehow I always have more trouble crossing over live-action with animation, so even a time machine doesn't really make this work for me - but the pairing's weirdly appealing. I feel like Kaylee and Mulan would really like each other; that would be some pretty awesome practical, dirt-streaked femslash, right there.
Anakin-Susan: Uh. o.O Hmm. Actually, this one's not as crazy as I thought it would be. I don't know that I could pair them romantically very well, because I'm very fond of what Padmé (and Padmé and Anakin together, by extension) could have been, but I could see Susan slipping through a crack in space-time between England and Narnia and coming out on Coruscant instead, and she's got the same kind of classy royalness to her that makes Padmé so potentially awesome. She and Padmé would definitely get along, and as someone not in love with Anakin, I think Susan might actually have a chance of dragging the whole vision thing out of him, and setting him straight, which I would happily read - or write, even.
Maximus-House: Ahahahaha. ^^ Wow. I can kind of see this, if I squint. I'm not sure how House or Maximus would end up in a time machine or anything, but I can definitely see either a modern or an AU House ending up stuck treating Maximus's wounds - I can just imagine the kind of opinions House would be moved to share with Romans about sanitation. ^^ Again, I would hate to break up my House/Wilson or Maximus/Commodus OTPs, so it couldn't be a really permanent kind of pairingfic, but I would totally read that, or write it if I had the time and the skill.
Rodney-Westley: AHAHAHAHAHA. Oh, man, Rodney shoved somehow by one Ancient device or another into The Princess Bride - or trapped in a VR-novel of it, even - would be hilarious. Westley's actually kind of a lot like John, in some ways; he's not a genius, but he's still very smart, and he's always chucking himself into danger one way or another. And Rodney would totally tear apart Vizzini. ^^ That, I would definitely read, and possibly even if it weren't ultimately John/Rodney, which is saying something.
John-Mulder-Sculley: The X-Files and SG:A would actually be pretty easy to cross with each other, considering - John would have to be back on Earth, for the simplest possible scenario, but that's not too hard to do. I don't know how exactly they'd end up as a threesome; if I wrote it, at least, it would be more a matter of Mulder/Scully with John in a non-sexual role as a catalyst than Mulder/Sculley/John.
RayK-Fraser-Maleficent: Again with the animation to live-action issue, for me, so I don't think I could ever write this. And RayK/Fraser is one of my most inviolable OTPs, too. But Maleficent could be interpreted as bearing some interesting similarities to Victoria, actually; I could see a fic written where Maleficent was more Voldemorted than killed by Phillip chucking the sword at her, and now she's, oh, haunting the European xyz where Fraser and RayK have somehow ended up, whether for vacation or because they're liaising over some massive international case or because they've been AUed into Interpol. Something like that. ^^
Book-book: Amusingly, Shepherd Book is indeed opposite an icon with a physical book in it. ^^ This would probably be a little gen snippet, some kind of short character study about Book and his Bible - possibly something of his thoughts and musings as he carefully tapes the pages River tore out back into it.
bookstore-toast: Um. I am especially bad at anthropomor-fic, but I could probably manage something about how proud and fond a little bookstore is of its toasted sandwich counter. Not really my thing, but if an author I generally liked did it, I would probably both read and enjoy it.
RayK-Fraser-Serenity: This is an AU setup I would be all over, if I thought I could pull it off well. RayK would be fairly easy to cast in a generally Mal-like role, as a sort of rough-and-tumble captain of his own beat-up but tidy little ship (which is named Stella, obviously), and Fraser would make a wonderfully conflicted Alliance officer who got posted on some godforsaken rock out on the Rim for angering a superior. Aw, man. I almost can't believe nobody's written this yet.
Chloe-Mal: I'm not sure how Chloe would get catapulted into the future, or Mal into the past, so that's a bit of a sticking point for the moment, but I would definitely enjoy reading a fic about their interactions. I'm also not sure that I personally could tilt them romantic, although I could see Chloe really getting on Mal's nerves for a while, and then proving that in a tight spot she can unleash total awesomeness in the form of automatic weaponfire. ^^ She and Jayne are pretty amusing to contemplate, too.
Mal-Kida: The picture's of Buddha, but the quote and the cap the picture came from are both Firefly/Serenity, so I think it tilts in favorite of Mal. Again, animation/live-action crossovers are not easy for my brain to handle, but if I try really hard to let that go, I can maybe kind of see this. Milo/Kida is adorkable, of course, but Mal is similarly adventuresome and outspoken, with the plus of more competence and less naiveté - and the minus of emotional idiocy, of course. He wouldn't be the nerd behind the expedition, he would be the captain hired to get the job done; I would happily read an Atlantis AU where Milo, having pretty much no funding, has to go cheap, and has just enough to hire Serenity and crew to take him where he believes the legendary planet of $name is. ^^ That would be pretty awesome.
Jayne-Simon: ... This is already a pairing, so. No musing necessary.
West Wing-Crush: ... I have not even the slightest idea how you would get any part of the West Wing cast and one of the surfer turtles from Finding Nemo into the same space. If there is any point at which WW had some kind of storyline involving the sea or the beach or ships, maybe? I don't even know.
Edward-Elastigirl/Helen Parr: Um. I. Um. o.O
Danielle-House: This could also work, in pretty much the same ways Maximus and House might work, although Danielle doesn't get seriously injured as much as Maximus, and House is likely to find her idealism irritating. She's pretty articulate, though, and I think she likes arguing with people more than Cameron does, so she might be able to hold her own for a little while. I don't think I could write pairingfic for them, but interaction fic could work.
Sweet-Ravenclaw: I'm not sure why I would ever start writing an AU of the Atlantis characters as students at Hogwarts, but if I did, I could totally see Sweet in Ravenclaw. ^^ Audrey would totally shut down Crabbe and Goyle, too. That actually is kind of a fun idea, although I'm not sure how much mileage you could get out of it, unless you wanted to really, really develop it; it would make a short hey-neat-idea-snippet fic, or a very long, involved fic, but I'm not sure middling length would work very well.
Belle-House: ... Well, gosh, that would just be like writing Beauty and the Beast, wouldn't it? ^^
Dean-Gaston's fangirls: AHAHAHAHAHA. I don't know how you'd set it up, but that would be hilarious. Dean would totally do all three of them at once, and then look self-satisfied for days, while Sam huffed and rolled his eyes and made bitchfaces.
Fanty and Mingo-River: Since they're both from the same 'verse, this may very well be written somewhere. I'm not sure that I would write it as pairingfic so much as kind of a gen retooling of the movie that got Fanty and Mingo further entwined with the plot - that, or a gen retooling of the pre-series backstory that ponders what might have happened if it had been Fanty and Mingo who helped Simon get River away from the Alliance.
Mulan-Cogsworth: I don't think this would be pairingfic either, because Cogsworth and Lumière are MFEO I can't really see them as romantically suited, and I have a mild age difference squick. Also, I'm not sure how they'd meet each other; I suppose if the Beast is genuinely the ruler of something, and Mulan is a nationally recognized war hero of something else, Mulan could end up getting sent to his court for one reason or another. It would require some interesting worldbuilding and stuff, actually, which could be quite interesting.
Fraser-butterfly: The idea of this makes me think of bits of Dune, in that to most people, butterflies are pretty and nice and a symbol of all kinds of good stuff, but to Fraser, they're just a symbol of exactly how far from home he is. It could make an interesting kind of drabble thing.
Stephen-Stitch: Oh, god, most spectacularly awesome Threatdown ever. That is all.
Cordelia-Andrew: They're sameverse, so probably this exists somewhere on the internet.
And that's the first twenty-five. That was kind of fun. ^^
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current music: Kanabel Mudee'a - Ramallah Underground
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| Thursday, October 9th, 2008
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4:34 pm
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Verbum caro factum est de virgine;
Verbum caro factum est de virgine Maria.
Verbum caro factum est de virgine;
Verbum caro factum est de virgine Maria.
In hac anni circulo
Vita datur seculo
Nato nobis parvulo de virgine;
Nato nobis parvulo de virgine Maria.
Verbum caro factum est de virgine;
Verbum caro factum est de virgine Maria.
Quos vetustas suffocat
Et ad vitam revocat
Natus se deus collocat in virgine;
Natus se deus collocat in virgine Maria.
Verbum caro factum est de virgine;
Verbum caro factum est de virgine Maria.
Stella solem pertulit
Sol salutem contulit
Nichil tamen abstulit de virgine;
Nichil tamen abstulit de virgine Maria.
Verbum caro factum est de virgine;
Verbum caro factum est de virgine Maria.
Sine viri copula
Florem dedit ungula
Qui manet in secula cum virgine;
Qui manet in secula cum virgine Maria.
Verbum caro factum est de virgine;
Verbum caro factum est de virgine Maria.
Die hac sanctissima
Omnibus dignissima
Nobis datur gloria de virgine;
Nobis datur gloria de virgine Maria.
Verbum caro factum est de virgine;
Verbum caro factum est de virgine Maria.
I have only the vaguest idea what the words of this song mean, but it's been stuck in my head for the past two days, and I need to get it out; the surest way to do that, I have found, is to learn it. That way, I can sing it to myself whenever I want to, and then I won't have to suffer through endless rounds of the chorus going through my head until I can get to my not!Pod and listen to it properly. ^^
Also, I can't wait 'til November. NaNo's going to be so awesome, and not just because I get to write like a crazy person; I also get to buy myself bribes, which means candy! Yay! Plus I was already planning to get myself a bag for Halloween, so as to celebrate with an appropriately massive sugar high, and yet save myself the trouble of actually walking around asking for candy. I always wanted to be a grownup precisely so that I could do this kind of thing, it's like a dream come true. ^^
current mood: cheerful
current music: Verbum Caro - The Mediaeval Baebes
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| Monday, March 31st, 2008
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2:04 pm - Milk & Honey - Habibi (Je T'Aime)
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I can't believe how obsessed I am with this song. The French and English lyrics are unimaginably stupid; I can only assume the Arabic lyrics are just as dumb, even if I can't understand them. The fact that it's code-switching pop shouldn't make it hook in my brain this way.
And yet.
Habibi - je t'aime.
Shaghali bali taghabli chali gasabli albi w hobi.
Huwa anani huwa makani huwa habibi u albi.
Kalamni tani la tkun anani faker fe shoi u orbi.
Saharni layali taghabli hali ghasab hayati w albi.
Habibi; je t'aime,
et je suis ta reine.
I like the way you pay me attention,
and the way you give me affection.
Can't you feel my hot temptation?
Don't you want to know my attention?
Love and passion for all the nation;
love and passion bring me salvation.
Love and passion for all the nation;
love and passion bring me salvation.
Habibi; je t'aime,
(Tu es mon roi.)
et je suis ta reine.
(Ecoute-moi.)
Come with me -
I promise you
my love is true.
It's now or never.
Come with me -
I promise you
my love is true.
Shaghali bali taghabli chali gasabli albi w hobi.
Huwa anani huwa makani huwa habibi u albi.
Kalamni tani la tkun anani faker fe shoi u orbi.
Saharni layali taghabli hali ghasab hayati w albi.
Habibi; je t'aime,
et je suis ta reine.
All the games that drive me crazy
just make me want to be your lady.
The way you're playing with me -
then I know that we're meant to be.
Albi albi hobi hobi.
Kunte inta ha terbah albi.
Albi albi hobi hobi.
Do you want milk and honey?
Habibi; je t'aime,
(Tu es mon roi.)
et je suis ta reine.
(Ecoute-moi.)
Come with me -
I promise you
my love is true.
It's now or never.
Come with me -
I promise you
my love is true.
Shaghali bali taghabli chali gasabli albi w hobi.
Huwa anani huwa makani huwa habibi u albi.
Kalamni tani la tkun anani faker fe shoi u orbi.
Saharni layali taghabli hali ghasab hayati w albi.
Du fond du coeur, chéri, je t'aime;
dans ton royaume, je serais ta reine.
You're the owner of my heart,
and we'll never be apart -
promise you belong to me,
for eternity.
Habibi; je t'aime,
(Tu es mon roi.)
et je suis ta reine.
(Ecoute-moi.)
Come with me -
I promise you
my love is true.
It's now or never.
Come with me -
I promise you
my love is true.
Habibi; je t'aime,
(Tu es mon roi.)
et je suis ta reine.
(Ecoute-moi.)
You're the owner of my heart,
and we'll never be apart -
promise you belong to me,
for eternity.
Saharni layali taghabli hali ghasab hayati w albi.
current mood: cheerful
current music: Habibi (Je T'Aime) - Milk & Honey
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| Monday, December 3rd, 2007
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10:27 am
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This makes three insanely cool dreams that I really want to have again in one semester. ^^ And two flight dreams, when I can't remember having any in my entire life before. The first one I can remember quite well, because it was really cracky and weird and part of it was in the format of Age of Mythology, which, yeah. I'm not a nerd or anything. In that one, I had wings, coming out of the backs of my shoulders, and I can still remember the way it felt to tense those nonexistent muscles, and flap. That one was awesome.
The second one was a pirate dream, because I had been playing Pirates of the Caribbean: Online for way, way too many hours in a row. I remember I still had my first name, Elizabeth, but I was - there was a color involved, Elizabeth the Red, or something like that. I remember the sensation of swinging on ropes between ships, to board a nice fat merchantman, and using a sword. That was also a really cool dream.
And this one, the one I had this morning, was a flight dream, too, but it wasn't because I had wings, it was my power - my superpower, I suppose. ^^ I remember I was a little nervous, and so I ran along this outdoor balcony and into the air instead of just hopping off the edge. It wasn't just effortless, or anything; I can't explain exactly how it worked, but I had to kind of push, with my whole self. I wasn't worried about being seen, I don't think. I'm pretty sure there was a point during the balcony launch where I could see that people were watching me and pointing, and I didn't flip out or anything. It was amazing; I almost feel as though I could still do it, just step up to the edge of a roof and take off.
Fortunately, I'm not stupid enough to act on this feeling. ^^
Anyway, it was really awesome, and I wanted to preserve what I could recall of it - of all three of them, really - here, before I forgot. ^^ Now, back to my programming homework.
current mood: cheerful
current music: My roommate's Christmas music.
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| Saturday, December 1st, 2007
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7:53 pm
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Well, okay, this brings my total faint count to two, now. I passed out right on the bus, on the way back to school after Thanksgiving - and this time, I wasn't even watching anything disgusting, or exerting myself. I was just sitting there. I got dizzier, and dizzier, and I could feel my face starting to go cold, and I had enough time to think, "Aw, damn, here I go" before, bam. Blackness. I woke up and my feet were numb, and again, nobody noticed at all. ^^
My NaNo is complete! Overly so, in fact - it ended up being somewhere over fifty-five thousand words long, and the story isn't actually over yet, even. Which is kind of cool, because I had no idea that I would get so much mileage out of a half-demon federal agent when I started this thing at the beginning of the month. ^^ Who knew. I also have maybe three WIPs going, mostly Supernatural and crossovers therewith, despite the fact that my sister only just dragged me through the first season, and then I've watched a few of the second season online (that was before the writers' strike, when I realized they weren't getting paid for it; I haven't since). Apparently reading astolat's fic obsessively is enough to give me a decent Dean voice, which is pretty sweet.
Anyway, I just started writing, and plot appeared right out of the air. It was totally amazing, and I ended up with this whole big half-formed thing about government conspiracies and wars and stuff that's only about halfway finished, at this point. And I might even finish this one, too, which would be nice, since last year's got sabotaged by my computer, and the year before that was antifanfic that totally overhauled the pilot episode of Charmed. ^^
Speaking of my computer, it is totally screwed up. Physically, not ... softwarily; it began self-cannibalizing earlier this semester. Seriously. The bottom righthand part of the screen, around the hinge, bulged out like a boa constrictor digesting a deer, or something, and then maybe a month later, it spit out the bones. The other side just did the same thing over Thanksgiving; it devoured a button and disgorged the metallic top part, and now unless I hold the screen up, or manipulate it in strange ways that cause cracking noises, it just flops over like a dead thing. It's really bizarre.
But it still technically works, so I'm going to leave off trying to get it fixed until break comes along. Not that I won't suffer withdrawal without it, but at least over vacation I won't need it for anything that grades depend on; I can just lie on the couch and dope myself into a stupor with candy until I almost forget that my shiny is going to be gone away for days!
... anyway. That's that. In other news, I have all kinds of things that I don't want to do but which definitely need to be done - which is partly why I'm sitting here babbling in a journal that no one in the world will ever see. It both soothes my repressed soul, and keeps me from having to work on my programming homework. ^^
I am shockingly less repressed this year than I was last year; I'm really happy on a regular basis, I'm starting to like this near-constant aloneness thing. I get to spend all my time doing exactly as I like, and living with Bailey keeps me from ever getting lonely. I had no idea that I could function so well without people - don't get me wrong, it was a relief to go home for Thanksgiving and spend just an hour holding Karin while we sat on the floor, and pouncing on Julie, and just touching people. But I figured I'd be sitting here angsting hopelessly again this year, not dancing my way to class like a crazy lady with lime-green earbuds blasting contradancing music, or continually being struck by just how cool it is to be alive, what an amazing thing my skin is, or how remarkable it is the way my entire body moves with such coordination, or how really remarkable the universe is. It's the weirdest thing; I'll be sitting there in Chinese Medicine, spacing out, and suddenly find myself marveling at the way everything worked out such that the earth exists, and has people on it, and we've made such civilizations, such languages, such amazing things as computers that eat their own hinges and Star Trek and Christmas music and lime-green earbuds and NaNoWriMo.
See? I'm working myself up into a whole beautiful mood just thinking about it. It's kind of hard to believe that I was idly pondering walking into Lake Champlain on a cold day and swimming out so far that I would never be able to get back around this time last year.
Then again, that was before those remarkable days last spring when I started sitting down at the harbor for hours and hours every morning to watch the clouds move over New York and the sun shifting overhead and listen to the seagulls making those adorable loud honking noises. That time did something to me, I think - I'm definitely doing it again once it gets warmer. It made me so glad inside, and I wasn't even doing anything - I was barely even thinking, just letting the songs I was listening to pass through my head and watching things go by me, and it was still the best thing ever.
And this entry is now really, really long, and I still haven't done my programming, so. ^^ It's just such a relief to talk about myself, sometimes, because I always end up being the listener for other people instead of the talker to other people. ^^ I should post here more often, clearly.
current mood:  bouncy
current music: Unwell - Matchbox 20
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| Monday, September 10th, 2007
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10:09 am - Rebecca
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Rebecca moves across the world;
she's a scirocco on the sand.
She is the Nile that flows forever,
cutting a wound across the land.
She'll be your friend before you know her -
she'll have your trust before it's earned;
but, like any nomad, she will wander,
breaking the hearts of all concerned.
History clouds what we remember,
the one that you wanted her to be;
mystery shrouds her like an island -
it is an island in a lonely sea.
Oh, Rebecca;
oh, oh, Rebecca.
I was thirteen going on forty,
wasting my summer on the beach.
Burned on the outside, and raw in the middle:
"That Molly's just too hard to reach."
Rebecca moved in, yeah, she moved me;
she was the best friend I'd ever had.
And then one day she went away -
didn't think I'd ever feel that bad.
Where did you go? Why did you lie?
Why did you leave without saying goodbye?
How about the promise that you made me?
Was it really that easy to trade me
for another town, another friend,
another beginning without any end?
So many times I would have called you,
if I'd had your number in my hand.
You were the one I would have turned to,
if things didn't go the way I'd planned.
I never got a chance to tell you -
things didn't go the way I'd planned.
History clouds what we remember,
the one that you wanted her to be;
mystery shrouds her like an island.
Does she still remember me?
All of my life is like a turnstile,
so many strangers passing through.
There've been more than I can number,
but I still remember you.
Oh, Rebecca;
oh, Rebecca.
current mood:  awake
current music: Rebecca - Mackenzie Phillips
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| Sunday, August 12th, 2007
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10:25 am - Water to Sky - Thea Gilmore. And random babbling, too.
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She grew up fast as a cabaret show -
take her to the frozen earth, God -
with her head full of coppers like a beggar's bowl.
Take her from the water to sky, God,
take her from the water to sky.
She lived in the spaces where the lightning fries -
take her to the frozen earth, God -
and she lived in the spaces with the dark in her eyes.
Take her from the water to sky, God,
take her from the water to sky.
They dragged her down to the lakeside stones -
take her to the frozen earth, God -
and they tore her skin until the light was gone.
Take her from the water to sky, God,
take her from the water to sky.
She went out to the lake when the air was red -
take her to the frozen earth, God -
and she broke like kindling on the watery bed.
Take her from the water to sky, God,
take her from the water to sky.
She grew up fast as a cabaret show -
take her to the frozen earth, God -
with her head full of coppers like a beggar's bowl.
Take her from the water to sky, God,
take her from the water to sky.
Take her from the water to sky, God,
take her from the water to sky.
I love that song, but the words are creepy as all get-out. Anyway, my sister finished packing up her stuff and left for Clark today; classes don't start for a while, but Ginny's going early to help train proctors for the computer lab. So I get my parents and my aunt and uncle all to myself. Whee.
... Well, it's not so bad as all that, really. My uncle's a bit annoying - he absolutely loves puns, which makes it difficult for me to appreciate his sense of humor, seeing as I detest them. Neither my uncle nor my aunt seem to quite get sarcasm and snarkiness, which makes it difficult for them to appreciate my sense of humor. So my conversations with them are limited to the un-funny. Very boring. But they're wonderful people, very nice, hearts in the right place, and my aunt has the amusing habit of exclaiming "Jesus, Mary, Joseph!" in a rather dramatic tone. So. Not so bad.
I've got my driver's test in about ten days, which I'm definitely not looking forward to - I managed to get out of it for three years, and then suddenly my mom just goes ahead and schedules it. Grr.
At least my boring, boring job is over. ^^ I'm happy about that.
current mood: awake
current music: Water to Sky - Thea Gilmore
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| Thursday, August 9th, 2007
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2:13 pm
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I was so happy when I woke up this morning and it was actually chilly. Summer high temperatures should be 70° F all the time. Maybe I should just move to Alaska now, and save myself a lot of trouble.
Scratched my shoulders up again, carrying branches and logs and such over the tree that fell near our driveway. Most of the branches I need to move are on one side of the tree's trunk, and the brushpile's on the other side, so I can either clamber over the trunk with branches on my shoulders or drag them all the way around the tree. Yeah, it's a lot of fun. After a while I got hot, so I was quite glad I had a tank top on, but now my shoulders hurt. I got a rather large scratch down my back, which would probably have happened unless I had a motorcycle jacket, though - so I would have gotten hurt even if I weren't kind of an idiot, which is a comfort. ^^
I think something weird is going on with me; maybe I've just been too much of a couch potato, or maybe my blood sugar's just been too low. Today was the third time this summer that I've been doing something outside and gotten weird and faint and felt like I was going to upchuck unless I could lie down right away. Thankfully, I was on the ground - first two times, I was clipping the bushes on stilts and climbing trees respectively, which made it a little hard to manage the lying-down part, but this time I could just keel over.
Anyway, I've only fainted once before; that was in French class, and, to add insult to injury, we were watching a movie with the lights off, so no one even noticed. ^^ So I'm kind of hoping all this is just temporary, and it'll clear up. I've got to vacuum this floor of the house before my mother gets home, so I'd better get moving.
"There is no strength so iron-hard as gentleness, Anthony. No faith so pure as that which always doubts, no wisdom so deep as that which always questions."
- Michael of Macedonia, pg. 57 of An Oblique Approach, by Eric Flint and David Drake
current mood: amused
current music: Stay Home - Self
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| Tuesday, August 7th, 2007
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6:06 pm - Harbor - Vienna Teng
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My first post, but I'm not up to anything interesting, so I'll stick with the lyrics of the song that's been stuck in my head for six hours now.
We're here, where the daylight begins.
The fog on the streetlight slowly thins.
Water on water's the way -
the safety of shoreline fading away.
Sail your sea, meet your storm;
all I want is to be your harbor.
The light in me will guide you home;
all I want is to be your harbor.
Fear is the brightest of signs -
the shape of the boundary you leave behind -
so sing all your questions to sleep.
The answers are out there in the drowning deep.
Sail your sea, meet your storm;
all I want is to be your harbor.
The light in me will guide you home;
all I want is to be your harbor.
You've got a journey to make -
there's your horizon to chase.
So go far beyond where we stand.
No matter the distance, I'm holding your hand.
Sail your sea, meet your storm;
all I want is to be your harbor.
The light in me will guide you home;
all I want is to be your harbor.
current mood: cheerful
current music: Harbor - Vienna Teng
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