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Saturday, April 03, 2004

Mood: Happy as a Clam in Heat!
Music: Grand Central, K-Pax soundtrack

Woo! Just thought I'd check in. Fight with "Jerry" was over before I even posted, and everything is back to normal now. He's so open minded and cool about most stuff that it just shocks me any time he says anything like that. But it's coo'.

I'm eating a small slice of lemon cake and getting ready to either do homework or clean my room, I haven't decided which yet. I also need to write a ritual for tomorrow, because I would like to do it prior to Meredith getting home. She's really great about the whole Wicca thing, but I still think she's a little uncomfortable when I do it while she's home.

My kitty is sitting on top of my PC alternately looking at my fingers while I type like they're hypnotizing him and glancing up at me which a puzzled look. ^^ I love kitties. And I'm going to the Tee Haus with Casey later to play LotR Risk and possibly Rook, although I have no idea how to play that. All in all, I'm just trying to ignore the whole looking for a job thing until Monday. I hate going in and asking people if they're hiring. I just keep blushing and sounding like an idiot every time. Ah, well.

Ciao!

Wednesday, March 31, 2004

Mood: Irritated and angry
Music: Halloween, Dave Matthews Band

Have you ever noticed how people fixate on silly little things? How they get angry or upset about ridiculous, tiny things that, in the great scheme of life, make no difference? I don't know if the person I'm talking about is reading this, because I don't know if I ever told him my blog's addy, but if he is, that's fine. I'm not going to say anything here that I didn't say to him in person. Let's call him "Jerry".

A couple of years ago, I brought a friend with me to an open ritual, and she asked for a specific thing during the spell. It isn't up to me to question what she wanted, but apparently it upset two people who were in attendance, Jerry being one of them. I'd say that it also isn't up to me to question what upsets them, except that one of them has said some extremely hypocritical things about the subject. I'll admit also that I'm taking what he said a little personally because he was saying mean things about a person I love and have been friends with for years. I always take things like that personally.

I just don't understand how asking for a bastketball or asking for a new job, or anything material that is in your own interest is any more selfish or immoral than asking for what *she* asked for, which was a higher drinking tolerance.

The main argument of the person I was speaking with was that she was underage. That's all well and good, but there are times when the law doesn't really apply. If anyone can tell me that drinking at 20 is so crazy much worse than drinking at 21 and give me a reason other than that man-made laws prohibit it, I'd love to hear it.

The other argument he presented was that you're supposed to be searching your soul for guidance, and for what you really need out of life, before you ask for something in a spell. I agree that that's the ideal thing to be asking for. However, if asking for a motorcycle is MORE of a spiritual request than asking for a higher drinking tolerance, then I'm thrown for a loop.

It's like Person A asking for a beanie baby she's been wanting as compared to Person B asking to be able to wiggle their fingers faster.

Anyway, the main *issue* I had was that Jerry felt that what she asked for was demeaning to the ritual and trivialized the whole thing. I told him that she was trying to lighten the mood and help everyone keep their good energy up, and even if she wasn't trying to do that, she was at least just making a joke. Just like anyone else who's ever said their spell was for something that seemed funny to us. Why are things people ask for in ritual funny? Usually because they seem unnecessary or silly. Just like what she said. And no one gets upset about that!

We're probably both overreacting a little. I just think that if he's so effected by what happened at that ritual, he's going to base his whole perception of her on that, and that's not what I want. She's a funny, loving person who is great to be around, and I don't want him to miss out on that just because he's being closed minded.

Tuesday, March 09, 2004

Music: Thief, Our Lady Peace
Mood: Anti-Politics and Pissy

Why Bush and his Faith-Based Initiative SUCK MAJOR ASS.



I'll try not to be too long winded, since I've been drinking and am *CRAZY* tired. However, I would just like to point out that Bush sucks. Sucks so bad I had to write about it. Honestly, I'm so outraged at his ridiculous politics that just looking at him pisses me off. His *FACE* pisses me off. Probably not healthy. I don't wish the man any ill will. He probably does think, somewhere in his clouded mind, that he's doing what's good for the country.

Well, Mr. Bush, you're not. This Faith-Based Initiative is badly-screened attempt to bring religion back into the government. I would like to point out that a good percentage of the population is not Christian.

What's going to happen is all the Christian organizations will get money from the GOVERNMENT to help people, and will proselytize at the same time. That is impeding on people's rights! I have to say, I'm a proselytizing magnet. Jehovah's Witnesses and the like are constantly trying to convert me and show me the error of my ways. They may mean well, but it's nothing but an annoyance.

Also, this will lead to all Christian organizations (probably vaguely fundamentalist, like good ol' Dub-yah) having connections with the government, while minority religions, such as Hinduism, Buddhism, Hare Krishnas, etc. will be left in the dust. I know that most of the country is Christian, but when church and state mix, we get a combination similar to England before people started coming to the new world.

Maybe I'll talk more about it later.

By the way.... Don't even get me started on that fucking gay marriage thing.

Saturday, February 28, 2004

Music: theme from Chappelle's Show
Mood: Angry. So very angry....

I would just like to say that in the future, when someone is mad at me, I would appreciate it if that person could just come out and say it. Because I feel like a HUGE idiot if I find out later that they were really mad at me for a whole seven day period, and hung out with me for that time, and were secretly harboring animosity.

A person who I won't name was upset with me for drinking her vodka when I was upset with someone else for supposedly drinking my last drink. Well, first off, I didn't figure she'd care if I had about two shots worth since she brought it down and poured shots for everyone with it earlier in the night. Also, I wasn't upset that someone took the drink, I was upset because it was the last one. Then, she left it down there for a couple of days, and I figured that meant it was free reign, so I used another two shots to make small bloody mary's for everyone.

That last part was a mistake, and I'll happily apologize for it. But for CHRIST'S SAKE, people, just TELL ME that you're mad at me! Another of my friends told me that the vodka-owner was apparently so upset with me about a week after the incidents occurred (last night) that she was ready to come beat me up over it.

Beat me up.

Over four shots of vodka.

Yeah, right. Okay. And if I'm overreacting now by being upset, then I'll be fucked if she wasn't overreacting last night.

So, to recap, don't be *STUPID*. Just tell me you're upset with me. I'm going to go buy a pint of vodka with a ribbon on it and take it over there and tell her that tonight too. Damn.


Saturday, February 21, 2004

Music: "When the World Ends", Dave Matthews
Mood: Wheeeeeeee!

I've been working on my crusade to find the weirdest, rarest slash again tonight, and I think I've finally done it. I found something that is both extremely weird to think about, yet extremely hot and well-done. And you are about to see it, dear friends.

A Nice Guy, Romantic Crap, and Stifler

This fanfic was written by a one Matthew Haldeman-Time, and resides on his fansite, Sweet Uncleanness. After you've read it, feel free to send him some feedback. I imagine he lives off of it, like most fanfic writers do.

So, this is an amazing fanfic. First of all....I have to say that Oz is the ultimate nice guy, and after being forced to watch "American Pie" and "American Pie 2" by/with my sister, I thought he was quite cute. And of course, Stifler is a bastard, but cracks me up. And Seann William Scott is extremely hot. ^^

Anyway, after seeing the movies, I thought to myself, "Who could be slashed in this movie?" I came to the conclusion that damn near anyone could be slashed, but that it would be the most fun to slash Stifler because he's obviously homophobic. And thus my quest began.

After about an hour of searching, I came upon the fanfic mentioned above. It's Stifler/Oz. It's in character. It's extremely sexy. Yes, I am slightly intoxicated, but I still know hot sex when I see it. Er...read it.

I have to say, that the first couple that had occurred to me as slashable was Finch/Stifler, but this is totally awesome as well. It makes plenty of sense, what with Stifler and Oz being friends anyway. All that has to be doing is a little expansion, and Mr. Haldeman-Time has done a wonderful job of it.

The dialogue is perfect, and the prose has just enough of the Stifler attitude in it to fit his personality without being too ...well, Stifler-y. Even the characters that just have cameos (i.e. Jim and Kevin) are in character. It's obvious that a lot of thought went into this fic, and I salute you, Matthew Haldeman-Time.

I won't say too much, because I don't want to ruin anything for you. Here are a few choice quotes to leave you with...

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"Skip the romantic crap and get practical!"
--Stifler (aka Stephanie)

"Do I have a good-looking dick?"
--Oz

"I'm fucking adorable. Get the fuck out."
--Stifler

Oz: So, can I kiss you?
Stifler: Fuck no. Suck me, beautiful.
Oz: Stifler-
Stifler: It's down there.

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Sunday, February 08, 2004

Music: None- Kinda meditating to the furnace.
Mood: ...Drunken...

Still happy, but kinda sad deep down. I feel like closer examination of the problem may lend some results. I'll keep everyone posted. My posts might even be objective...

...If I can keep from blogging shit-faced all the time.


Friday, February 06, 2004

Music: The Council of Elrond, Enya (LotR soundtrack), and The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins!
Mood: Oddly bittersweet, but happy!

I'm still experiencing that feeling of loss whenever I listen to the LotR soundtrack, or whenever I see the movies or read the books or....well, whenever I see anything having to do with LotR, actually. ^^ But I'm getting better. Sorry to leave everyone hanging with the crappy-sad post for so long.

Meanwhile, I've got the entire day to myself here in the Burg. I'm going to make an attempt to get to the Gas Station about three blocks away because Aiden Blar is out of Food. ....And I'm out of Booze. ^^

It's always sad when you're idea of a fun day is sitting around, watching Star Trek, painting, and researching correspondences of Tolkien Characters.

In the middle of the Earth in the land of the Shire,
lives a brave little hobbit that we all admire...


Oh, Leonard Nimoy.... you're the only one sadder than me.

But in a good way.

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