Writing for You

Things that I have recently acquired:

• 80's Glam skinny Sharpie pens and I adore them very much.
• The Taming of the Shrew and Frankenstein for school. I do not adore these as much.

Things that I am reading:

• An extremely confusing, but tolerable, biography of Coco Chanel that I picked because it had cool pictures and I have the methods of a  four-year-old
• (Rereading, actually) Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, because that is my second-favorite book in the series and the book is good
• Hound of the Baskervilles. Yeah. Because Sherlock Holmes makes me wish I knew him. (Also, did you know there's a TV show? My friend showed it to me a while back on Netflix. It takes some ideas from the Arthur Conan Doyle stories, but it's not bad.)

Random somethings I have on my nightstand:

• An empty bottle of Coca-Cola that commemorates the company's 125th Birthday
• A plush bear that I think I got for Valentine's Day. It has a little pocket in which I keep paper clips. When do I even use paper clips? Hardly ever. But I have them. In this bear.
• A wooden cat, for some reason.
• A partially broken camel from Luxor, in Las Vegas. He has been dropped so many times that it is a wonder that he is only partially broken.
• A guitar pick.
• Three tennis balls for my juggling endeavors.

Things that I have realized that don't affect me in any meaningful way:

• Sandy Olsson, in Grease, looked better before she went all leather. Compare this picture to this picture. I don't know about you, but I prefer the first one.
• Whoever thought of backlit keyboards was a clever person.
• My blog is a hyperlink minefield.
• A man named Benedict Cumberbatch plays Sherlock Holmes on Sherlock.
• Is that not the most fantastic name you've ever heard?
• David Tennant, who played the Tenth Doctor on Doctor Who, is getting married to Georgia Moffat, who is the real-life daughter of Peter Davison, who played the Fifth Doctor.
• BUT
• Georgia Moffat played the Tenth Doctor's daughter in an episode of Doctor Who.
• So she is the real life daughter of the Doctor and the TV daughter of the Doctor and she's getting married to the (former) Doctor.
• Is this weird or what? It feels like this is some convoluted kind of incest when it so obviously isn't.
• Anyway, if you don't watch Doctor Who, I imagine that was somewhat confusing and meaningless for you and I'm sorry. Here is some soap that has a cookies-and-milk pattern. It even smells like chocolate-chip cookies.
• No, but seriously, you should watch Doctor Who.

Quote for Saturday, August 6, 2011:

It's okay to be fat.  So you're fat.  Just be fat and shut up about it.

-Roseanne Barr

A Happy Pig and Stupid Pigs

(I love this pig.) (Also, I do not own this picture of this pig. All credit goes here.)
It is 2011, a year which is almost halfway done. Wow. Time goes slowly while you're living it, but when you look back, it seems like gobs and gobs of time are slipping away.

"It reminds me that I'm closer to death!"

Ah, yes. Thank you, Cheerful Callie of Ironica, for your wise words of...cheer. Heh.

"You're welcome!"

Ah, ha! I hate you! But thanks!

So, in our seminar today, we are going to talk about something blah yeah bleh ugh.

I have nothing to say, but I wanted to put a post up anyway because I don't want to get out of practice and have to launch myself in with a BEDA-style challenge.

Again.

I have finals soon, but they start on Wednesday. I'll study. Tuesday night.

And maybe after school ends and I stop "learning" from my Spanish teacher every day for an hour (an hour where she figuratively sticks a bottle opener covered in acid into my brain and randomly pokes around in there but literally makes us write dialogue after unnecessary dialogue for want of anything better to do) my writing will not suck so much.

Or maybe it will. Who knows. I hate my Spanish teacher. What a cow. What a pig. (No offense, Smiling Pig Above.)

I also hate stupid females and males in my World Studies class. (I mean, come on. I'm not that smart, but even I know that Islam is not a country. Or a language. OR a city. I'm surprised you can even read, much less be in an honors class. And do you know how I know what Islam is? Because I actually do the bloody reading! EXTRAORDINARY!)

I'm sorry about this post. But enjoy the pig. And look at the Muse, so you can have the pleasure of reading something that is not me. Unfortunately, I am an unfaithful Blogger user, and they are all from Tumblr.

Quote for Thursday, June 2, 2011:

Never trust a pig selling pork sandwiches.

-Tom Robbins

(http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Pig)

Muse for Today:

MR. BEAN! PAPER HAT! *swoons and dies*: http://nerdboyfriend.com/2010/04/rowan-atkinson/
One of the funniest Tumblrs ever: http://nickclegglookingsad.tumblr.com/
Something Harry Potter related and funny because of Ron's face: http://lexcanroar.tumblr.com/post/6108987401

"Happy First Birthday!"

You can pretend I'm singing, and that I sound like a chorus of angels. Everyone would like a chorus of angels to sing to him or her on his or her birthday, and my blog is no exception.

Also, Happy Centennial! (Although a centennial usually refers to one-hundred years, I will happily misuse this word in the name of my blog's first birthday and my ONE-HUNDREDTH POST!)

Here's to another year of survival for all, whether I blog during this year or not (predictably enough, most likely not)! Stay in school, kids!

Quote for Sunday, July 18, 2010:

Every ten years a man should give himself a good kick in the pants.

-Edward Steichen

(http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Birthday)

Muse for Today:

I hope I never grow up, so that I can always appreciate good quotes like that.