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[Feeling | amused]
[Hearing | TV]

Apparently Santa came to Hanover and visited the people who worked there, bringing merry and frighening children. There were photos taken of the event so it could be recorded for posterity...or something. One photo in particular amused me greatly cause Lutty is in it. It amuses me to think of him leaving his lair to hang out with Santa Claus. I hope the link works for you non-Hanover folks, so that you can share in my amusement.

[Feeling | horny]
[Hearing | a minute clip of Alan Rickman singing]

It isn't often, or with much comfort, that I use the mood of horny but this warrants it. Alan Rickman sings in the Sweeny Todd movie.

RR: Duh, it is a musical. Everyone sings.
ME: But that doesn't mean it is actually his voice.

I was looking at the offcial site today and there is a blurb about the music and it says that every actor sang. So there is going to be a movie and a CD of Alan Rickman singing. They shall both be mine. Right now, however, I have soundclips to hold me over. Go to the best place in the world and you also can listen to these clips, or just Pretty Women (which is the Alan one) over, and over, and over, and over, and over again like me.

God he is so freaking awesome.

Finally the last due date for my IS! How to celebrate? I know I'll procrastinate.

I've barely written here this semester, but oh well. I haven't been up to much. Just writing my epic, hanging out with friends, having an excellent semester, and worring about grad school. The due dates are fast approaching and I'm getting nervous. When I applied to college I had all my shit in super early and wasn't worried at all about anything. Now I am procrastinating on all my dues dates, getting rec forms to my professors late, and I haven't even signed up to take the GRE. Here's hoping that some Library school is desparate for bodies and will take my procrastinating ass.

Other than that depressery I rock at being a librarian, A-Club president, and life in general. I am going to get 2 A's this semester. W00t! People think I am a good writer. And there has been little stress this year (except for a few all nighters, and tuff Old English assignments).

In the spirit of procrastination I will now focus on what is happening in the future, instead of concentrating on the present. To do this I will tell you what I am taking next semester and how (fucking) much my books are going to cost me. I am taking a History DS, where I get to cataloge all the history IS's that the library has. Then write a paper on my findings. I am also taking Witch Hunts and the Renniassance both with Lutty. Eee! I haven't taken a class with him in quite a while, but I am making up for that with 2 of them. In addition to that I am taking Arthurian Lit with P Battles. We get to read Mists of Avalon. I freaking love that book. Then for my last spring term I am taking Mythology with Banta the coolest teacher on campus. Awesome next semester.

But the books for these awesome classes is going to be so much. 360-475 bucks people. Ren alone has 10 books.

Ok I should really get back to my IS, as it is 1 in the morning.

[ Feeling | overworked ]
[ Hearing | Constantine ]

Ze stress, she is killing me! And because of this I have found a new favorite curse word "cock". It is so much more satisfying to yell than "fuck". "Fuck" is too overused, at least for me, so "cock" gives you a real sense of yelling something wrong. And I need that when I am really pissed off at my homework.

In other news the new Beowulf with Angelina Jolie makes me so very sad. I want to watch it with the other medievalists at school so we can be the kids who sit in the back of the theatre and make fun of the movie. Except now it will be a bunch of over learned geeks making cracks about the pronunciation of names and how they are screwing up germanic traditions. It would be wonderfully silly.

I haven't checked lj in almost 2 weeks.

Internet is still not fixed. Urge to kill rising.

I have ninja turtle on my arm. There was a lu'au Sunday and there was a tatoo artist doing temp tatoos. Be jealous of my turtle sleeve. It really makes me want to get a tatoo. I would love two gauntlets with probably Arthur and Merlin "etched" on them. It would be kick ass and so geeky, and would also nessisitate the purchasing of many long sleeved shirts.

Old English is rediculously hard. Not even the language, but what He-Battles wants us to do. The order he is teaching us things is odd and there is a rediculous amount of memorization. I knew that I would have to memorize paridigms (sp?) and what not, but he wants us to do so many at a time.

I complain way to much.

Ben Darby is a super genius at poetry. He writes such nifty things that are fun to read and also beautiful. I are jealous.

So I'm back on campus, have been for the last 6 days, and holy crap have they been packed. I don't think I have stopped since Monday. So tired, I'm glad I am done for the week. Although that technically isn't true as I have homeworks for the weekend, Sci-Fi club, Eric is coming down, and I am going to the family reunion. I just hope this never ending business is because this is the first week and not a taste of the rest of the year. Cause I won't be able to take this for very long.

In other news Wiley is the suckiest of all dorms. It is a hot as fucking hell. I hate the heat. I hate even more when I am just sitting or sleeping and I am drenched with sweat. I keep turing off the phone because it is connected to the lightswitch. Not good when Eric is trying to call, espically when I had already had to schedule our weekly convo the day before. My internet connection doesn't work. Which by the way makes me think that there is a conspiriacy where I can never have the internet in the first weeks of school. I have never had two working internet connections in any of the rooms I have ever been in in the 3 years I have been here. One is always broken. Fucking rediculous.

Other than that classes are good. I am getting paid! w00t and what not. And I love Old English, neorxnawange!

[Feeling | enthralled]
[Hearing | Musacs from my iPod]

Bow to my technical prowess! I now have an iPod full of sweet musacs and even sweeter pictures of Alan Rickman. The iPod's name is Hesiod by the way.

There needs to be a smug icon in this mood set. Cause I am smug now, although I am also entralled the the iPodery so yeah. It'll have to do.

Ok I am done now. Go back to your buisness citizens.

[Feeling | cold]
[Hearing | Rob Zombie - Foxy Foxy]

Yay! I now have my Old English text book. Super exciting. I'm actually reading through it. Well not now, obviously. But I am on chapter two now and it is about pronunciation and is using things I (supposedly) learned in Structure class, that I took from Paul Battles, who teaches Old English. Maybe I should study in case he calls on me for some horribly mean reason. Yeah defiantly need to study. I haven't found any nifty words yet. Although la is pretty nifty it means "Lo! See! Behold! Indeed!" with exclamation points and everything.

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I had a dream last night that Hanover made it a requirement for the whole school to go for a morning run with John Smith everyday. This is scary for two... well three reasons. Running, John Smith, and John Smith in shorts. *shudder*

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In a fit of envy over my sister's iPod, I bought one for myself on Sunday.

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There are a lot of people on campus already, RA's, PA's, Athletes. It makes me very uncomfortable. Which is very odd seeing as how I have been on campus with a whole lot more people for the last three years.

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I got an email today saying that they want my money for a cap and gown. I am not amused with this first piece of evidence that I am a senior and have to leave Hanover and become a grown up at the end of the year. Not amused at all.

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It's funny cause she's wearing pants.

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Creating a student worker guide for the photo archives is more complicated and frustrating than I thought. But it is going to be freaking awesome when I am done.

I got this link to Potter Puppet Pals during a prolonged surfing of the web. It amuses me greatly. Be warned, however, it gets stuck in your head.

( Mysterious Ticking )

Palni is down which makes my day at the library very boring. I need this program to do my job, so as of right now I am sitting around twiddling my thumbs/surfing the net. Yay.

In other news I now have a gay pirate bank. I already have a black and white rainbow bank, but I like the skull better. Eric and I painted pottery last week. He painted a Gundam, and I did the pirate skull. It is pretty awesome he has a pink eye patch with a rainbow on it. He needs a name though. I think I want it to be a name that you immediately assoicate with a flaming queen (for you smart asses out there if you can name a queen who was set on fire that would totally work as well). But I have yet to figure out what that is.

Does anyone else assoicate skulls with males? Kinda like the dogs are boys and cats are girls thing? Cause when I see a skull I usually assume it is from a male.

In other other news school starts up in a matter of weeks. I want to say I am anxious/excited/nervous about senior year but I can't. I'm more worried about graduate school which is silly, but understandable given my propensity for thinking about what I am going to do rather than what I am doing now. I'm worried about the GRE, finding out which school I want to attend, and what I need to do to get there.

In other other other news I got one of my poety and fiction books yesterday, and it was tiny. It was about as big as my palm. Methinks I got the wrong book. Oh well, it was cheap.

- Buy Books
- Clean Room
- Sort clothing into keepers and donations
- Back to school shopping
- Work on IS research
- Grad school things
- Put down my ideas for the D&D campaign


Well it isn't that big, or doom filled so that is good. Especially since the book buying part is half done.

That is all.

Rargh! Stupid freaking Aleph only works for 2 freaking minutes at a time! Why do you hate me you freaking machine! *stabs keyboard with a pencil* I. Hate. You. So. Much. You. Piece. Of. Shit!

...That is all.

1. Leave me a comment saying anything random, like your favorite lyric to your current favorite song. Or your favorite kind of sandwich. Something random. Whatever you like.
2. I respond by asking you five personal [sort of] questions so I can get to know you better.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.

( response )

And in other news OMFGHARRYPOTTERTOMORROWEEEEEEEEEEE! *cough* That is all.

And the subject above is an example why I shouldn't be left alone with my thoughts.   Bad things happen.  For instance, when I was driving home from work today I had a 30 minute ramble in my head that started when I saw two horses. 

"Holy crap that horse has two butts!  No wait they are just standing side-by-side to swat away flies. Silly me a horse with too backs. Wait... why are their butts automatically their back?  How do you know a back is a back and not a front?  What makes a back, a back?  I understand hind end.  That is where you behind is... but it isn't really an end is it?  Cause people's butts are usually in the middle of their body, not the end.  So an evolution from behind to backside to one's back being the side of your body where your hind end is, is flawed from the beginning.  The English language is silly.  Pants is a silly word.  You know what else is a silly word?  Sneeze.  Sneeze just sounds funny when you say it. Is sneeze and onamonapia?  No cause sneezes don't sound like the word sneeze.  They are more of an a-choo.  A-choo is a horrible replacement for sneeze.  Sneeze should be reverse onmoapiazed by saying sneeze when you sneeze.  Onamonpiazed?  Onamonapized?  Yeah that sounds better.  How the hell do you spell onamonopia? I should put this on LJ.  It might amuse people.  I could use Random Reader too.  He'll be all sarcastic and I'll be sincere.  How do you spell sincere?  sin-sear. S-I-N-S-E-A-R.  No not S-E-A-R that is what you do to a steak.  S-E-R no but that is "sir".  Fucking English spelling.  It is probably still S-E-R.  Freaking truck turn already!  Reverse omanomopize.  Kin Gibson is a reverse primate.  Cause he walks with his arms behind him like he was knuckle walking.  But just raised off the ground.   Why the hell do they call it a crab walk?  Crabs don't have their faces in the air like we do when we crab walk.  They should call it reverse primate.  But then your crotch would be in the air.  Ken Gibson's crotch isn't in the air... So he is a reverse-reverse primate?  That's a bit much."

RR: I can't believe I just read that whole thing.
Me: I am also amazed.

It is the same way at work.  Cause there is silence most of the time.  That is where I came up with the "Fuck greetings!" thing.  Ken Gibson has this habit of charging into a room, hands behind him, and saying nothing until he is in a position to have a conversation with you.  That is also where I discovered that librarians are so skilled at talking quietly that they can have conversations a mere three feet away from you and you still can't make out a damn word they are saying.  Even if you do the fake-work-so-you-can-listen-in thing.  Nothing.  It's freakish I tell ya.

And in other news.  Mike!  Read your Hanover mail for Pete's sake.

Ok I am done here. Go back to your lives, citizens.

You totally can't read my journal entries when you use firefox.   I know that cause I downloaded it and looked at my lj.  Not with the easy to read-id-ness.  So I changed it.  Nothing special, just one of the plus account layouts till I find time to make my Alan background that I have been thinking about.  I wish I knew how to use Paint Shop effectively.  I know there are tutorials, but I am lazy and haven't gotten up the gumption to waste a few days learning what to do with all the handy buttons.  Mines of schzmeh (I think that is how I spelled it).  PS Mike and Eric, I haven't done much with the campaign yet,  but the thinking is happening. 

Herm, I cataloged pictures of men in drag a few days ago.  That was wunderbar.  My car keeps dying so dad has to take it back to the mechanics.  Poor Hammy was only there a few days ago and already has to go back.  He is getting up there in years.  Apparently I have been working too much at the library.  I have been putting in 8 hours, but am only supposed to be putting in 7 and a half.  And as they won't pay me for the extra hours I get to skip out on work one day and still get paid for it.  Woot.  My life is boring.

Nekkid Harry

You know you want to see it. It is too disturbing not to.