Musings on Stupidity

8:45am: Tonks/Hagrid smut

Prompt: fingers

rating: PG-13?

 

 

 

( Mismatch )

1:31am: Alright, my hiatus was justified. I was thinking about whether or not to take this journal to friends only. And I've decided that friends-only it shall be. Sorry Aunt Sue, sorry Grandma, sorry Leia+Kaia, sorry anyone else who reads this without an LJ account. Should any of you who read this feel they need my life updates that badly that they rush out and get an LJ account after they discovere the lack of updates, just get one and friend me. I pretty much always friend back. So, after two years, good bye dear readers of the annonymous internet. If you miss me, I might miss you. But probably not.

12:48pm: check it out. I downloaded some gif animating freeware.....unfreeze....to credit it properly....And then I made this nifty new icon. I totally feel for ya, Kaylee.

I will take requests for animated icons. I'm thinking I'm going to make myself a merf one, I just don't know what i want to use for a theme....

2:23am: Burn the land and boil the sea....

...You can't take the sky from me.

Here are some very random bits from my equally random mind. Let's just say that my entire lack of routine this past week and my impending shake-up and creation of an entirely new routine is turning more of my mind Harms to the ADD side....

 

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Final Random Bit:

Because of my mother's comments and my step-mothers references that she may be reading this behind my back, I may soon take this journal to friends only. Consider this your first warning, and know that I'm still very up in the air about this possible change.

11:56am: and because I haven't really ranted lately....
I will bitch about my roommate again...

so, Alex decided that I was too much of a slob and went through the living room and put all my stuff in a box, and then put it in my room. Note, it was a very small box and I don't care that much, but Nikki is allowed to be as disgusting as she wants? Cuz honestly, given the choice between eating of Debot's floor and Nikki's table, I'd be back in Point. But I'm not allowed to even stash my bag on a chair.

Oh, and my mother won't even come over to this house because it stinks so bad. But she won't say this out loud because she doesn't want to be forced to admit how shitty a situation she created for me.

I'm at the one month countdown, though. That's gotta count for something.

9:34am: Good freakin lord, I have had the worst night's sleep ever in my life. And not because of anything I did.

I didn't get home from work until 2 am, which meant I couldn't fall asleep until 3. Then my sister comes over at 6 and bangs on my window, disrupting my deep sleep. She also stays in my room for a minute, talking to her boyfriend at full volume. Eventually I go back to sleep, and then my phone goes off, nothing too loud but it wakes me up again from deep sleep. And just now, my mother calls and wakes from, you guessed it, deep sleep, and wants me to do stuff and be functional. Yeah, ok, whateva.

I seriously think that I'm going to have to spend the day in bed, sleeping, because I'm so mega-tired.

2:07am: It was so insanely busy at work tonight. I got called in to work the book department, but I ended up working music, video and books because the person in music was stuck up on a register every time I wasn't. The store made over 10 000 dollars tonight, which is almost double the daily average. So yeah, my body is a little ouchy-i-hate-you. But I put in for my last available day to be Jan 21st, because I really don't want to work on my birthday and I shouldn't have too, considering I'll be moving to Seattle so soon after. Wow, I'm almost done with living on scraps and student loans. I have no idea what I'll do when I'm never wondering if I have enough money for both food and rent. I'll be so rich.

Why does my little frog cry when he is exhausted? I think I need to get new mood icons....

12:00am:



Dang, I kinda wanted to be the librarian. What girl wouldn't want to be a very heavy primate?

12:19am:
You are a Dubliner.


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6:22pm: So, we had our Christmas thing yesterday, what with my sisters flying in on Christmas day and my cousin not getting to Moses Hole until yesterday. I got some kitchen stuff, money to put towards clothing, and a couple of truly sweet items. For example, I got chucks. Yes indeed, blue velour converse all stars. I am teh awesome in those shoes. I also got a PEZ MP3 player. Which is teh rockin. I love it, I pretty much have made it my new god and play with it all the time. With money I got from the grandparents, I bought myself a few things with my sweet Hastings discount, including the 3.5 Monster Manual and Players Guide. Yeah, I know, I wanted 3.0, but they don't sell them anymore. I also bought myself S&B nation and got myself ordered by my sister to make the leg warmers in said book. Hmm, not a whole lot else worth mentioning, but I did have prime rib for dinner and it was rather sweet eatin myself some good old cooked cow. And then Leia had a small breakdown cuz her food touched. It was funny, mostly because I then smeared a few of my foods together and ate them in a very obnoxious manner. I love it when my sisters come, because now that we're all adults, we just know that each one is insane in her own little way, and everyone knows that the things that excite me (anime, D&D, the same things that excite all of you, my dear readers), do not amuse anyone else and I therefore get to hoarde them all to myself. and my sisters know that they don't have to worry about me usurping their whatever makes them excited stuff. Which, I can't think of any of them off-hand. Mostly, boyfriends. Which, that personal ad is still coming for those of you that care.

9:10pm: I rode to Seattle today, and when I got there I walked around downtown and in the market with my mom. I love the market. The smell of the market. It's the smell of fresh fish, pure honey, fresh fruit and fresh flowers. In places you can catch a whiff of leather or the fried ethnic foods. It all mixes into this wonderful aroma that feels like a home to me. I am so happy in Pike Place Market. There are hundreds of stands to shop at, and so many of them are the same every day, and I love the few that I frequent. The stand where I know I will be able to buy almost any kind of dried fruit and it will be delicious. The booth that sells honey sticks, 5 for a dollar. The corner stand where I can get a free sample of blackberry honey and put on some lotion from a sweet-smelling lotion bar. The man that sells beautiful silver wire jewelry that I can never seem to afford. The deli a short walk away where I can buy Nantucket Nectar juice in pomegranite flavor. The fruit stand where I lust after the huge pomegranites that I know would be so juicy.

And today, I got to spend that time with my mother. It was a good day.

8:17am: going to Seattle for the weekend, and I'm not yet sure if I'm taking the laptop because I don't yet know how easily I'll be able to aquire internet access.

If I don't see you folks, I love you all, Happy Chrismaskwanzakuhyule.

1:16am: I got a holiday email. From my very own sociopath. Those of you that have been around for a bit, understand who this sociopath is. No, he's not really a sociopath, but he shall go unnamed here, and we will always call him my very own sociopath.

Dammit, now I feel I must do the backstory.

So, back in May, during my last week in WI, I went on two dates with my very own sociopath. didn't know he was creepy until the end of the second date. Hence, the lack of the third date. Anyway, date one goes fine, we agree to meet up again later that week. We do, there's some snogging, I was willing to involve groping and shagging. Hey, I'm a liberated woman. After all, it wasn't the first date....Anyway, this guy drops the L-bomb. We all know what I'm talking about. And me, being the huge commitement phobe I am (It's not just a guy thing), totally panicked. i pretty much ended the date right there. And, I never call him and I never email him, and I avoid the one email he sends me. I give my friends and aquaintances rights to mock him, and give my best friend the right to let him in on why I will forever consider him slightly sociopathic.

Moving on, thought he had possibly forgotten about me, or gotten the clue.

He emailed me on Monday. Nothing overt, just a how's your new life, happy holidays, blah blah.

What does this mean? In all honesty, I'm still slightly creeped out by the man. I'm serious in the level of panic that raced through my brain. Ask Teckla, she was there. Ask Mandi, as I was still super-creeped when she got home. Ask Ashley, I hyperventilated to her on the phone about it. Really, ask anybody. I mean, I told my grandmother, who rarely glimpses my dating life. Not because I don't love her, but because I don't date seriously and I don't want her to get her hopes up at every man that I go on three dates with. After all, three dates seems to be my limit.

Anyway, what should I do? I pose this question to all who read my life story....I request your advice.

10:13pm: Alright, everyone knows that I write IEPs as part of my job. Well, I learned today that the state of WA's developmental disabilities department (forever after known as DDD in my posts) writes IPEs. I'm not sure what IPE stands for, only that the e does not stand for education. So, I thought of something funny at a meetine with IPE and IEP were said in the same sentence. Unfortunately, I said it almost immediately (curse you ADD) and now it will no longer be funny, witty, and original if Eye Candy ever comes back to this team. Yeah, he probably won't. But here is what I said:

Learn about IEPs and IPEs, and then we'll all have PIE.

yes, i'm cool

1:42pm: One of my students passed away, last night in his sleep. He was sick, but we weren't expecting it. It was only a cold.

I know that this comes with the part of working with this population of students, but I don't have to like it. It makes me sad, because he was a smart, nice person.

It sucks, plain and simple.

12:17am: Good Goddess some people are stupid. Do an hour of research, folks. An Esbat is NOT A SATANIC RITUAL. It is simply a worship gathering for pagans. Pagans are not satanic. Anyone that claims they are actually worshipping some crackhead named Lucifer is a moron. While Satanism exists, my knowledge leads me to the conclusion that it's more a Me first, rest of world second type deal. Bah! I need that rusty fork I used to talk about. Or, even better, a rusty cattle prod!

6:14pm: I love my country, I fear my government.
Wow, I knew my country was one big hypocrite and that the current administration as well as past ones have lied to me, but I stumbled across a few gems of our legal system today. I have no faith left in this nation. We are supposed to be a nation of freedom, of justice, of equality. We are not only failing at these creeds even today in the new millenium, we are covering up for our mistakes of the past.

http://www.mumia.org/freedom.now/
Mumia Abu-Jamal was convicted because his judege was a racist prosecutor in robes and the police were interested in making sure someone paid for killing a cop. Neither party cared about the suspect that fled the scene. The police, who are supposed to protect us, coerced witnesses into saying there was no fleeing suspect.

http://www.wm3.org/splash.php
This is a modern day witch hunt. James Baldwin, Damien Echols, and Jesse Misskelley were burned at a new-fashion stake of injustice. They listened to metal music, wore black. One of them is a follower of Wicca. And the confession the police point to? It was coerced from Jesse, a young man with mental retardation, after the police told him he could see his parents and go home after he told them what they wanted to hear.

http://www.freepeltier.org/
Leonard Peltier is a political prisoner. America, in 2005, is holding political prisoners. Well, we all knew that because the suspension of our civil rights, the government can now hold anyone for any length of time without trial for anything they can justify as terrorist behavior. But Mr. Peltier convicted by a very conservative judge, to whom he was reassigned after the jedge who was supposed to try the case found two others in the same incident found those men not guilty. His evidence was poorly handled and many things were hidden from the jury, and are still being hidden from the world today. The FBI is breaking the Freedom of Information Act every day, witholding information that points to their mistrial of a man whose only crime was to stand up for himself as a Native American during the Reign of Terror.

http://www.tookie.com/
This is the saddest, most angering one. This man has already been put to death. He has been killed, because he was black and in the wrong place at the wrong time. Another man confessed to this murder! And yet, the "govenator" still thinks that Tookie must be put to death because he has shown "no remorse" for his crime. I generally believe it is difficult to show remorse for things I haven't done as well.


Just goes to show, if you're not outraged, you're not paying attention.

7:02pm: http://www.somethingpositive.net/sp07132005.shtml

Alright, I know Mike's character is kind of an asshole, but if any man ever proposed to me with a d20, I would actually think about it for a few minutes before I said no.

Because a d20 would be SOOOO AWESOOOME.

I just don't want to ever get married. Helen laughed at me today because I said something about "locked in" when referring to marriage. Sorry, but I can't think of a worse punishment than having to be with one person until I die or pay lawyers lots of money to be allowed to go away.

12:14pm: Cuz ashley did it.
January

alright, I was gone forever again. Now I'm back. I'm chillin like a villian in my house with no people.

February

Note to self- I should never be creative director of a feminine hygiene products company.

March

I wanted to add someone to the list of people I hate, but I can't remember who now....Oh, I remember.

April

I don't want to go to class. Blah blah blah

May

Ahh, yes, brief update. My computer is still a slutty bastard. I'm in a public lab, but my roommates (The ones that haven't moved out in a childish fit, that is) are being awesome and letting me use theirs whenever I ask.

June

I would like to announce that I have discovered why teenagers are so angsty and why they hate their parents. I'm going to write a book about it. responsibility without autonomy!

July

Pissed at my mother. When I'm unreliable, I only screw myself. I very rarely leave others in a bind, I believe.

August

Hello all! I have great news! My laptop is up and running!

September

alright, like it says in the title. Like I told Ashley and Mandi, I'm sick of being the only person involved in my orgasms.

October

So, everyone knows about that random kitchen instrument that almost every kitchen ends up with but no one knows what it does? That thing that's a metal disc with a coil on it?

November

So, worked a 13 hour day yesterday. I apologize to anyone that wanted to talk to me and didn't get to.

December

Even though I worked both jobs and am dog-tired, my day was going really well until Nikki got involved in it.

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Now I want to go through and read all of my entried from the very beginning.

10:01pm: Once, there were two Gods. They were named Ben and Jerry. Ben and Jerry decided that there should be one food that could solve just about any problem. They called it ice cream, and it was good.

Today, I discovered myself wanting to create a Debot Sundae. How sad is that? Oh, and I can feed myself well for a month with about 65 bucks. I'll need the little refreshers, like milk, but one month for less than 100 dollars....pretty good.

9:33pm: http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/taters

this is great. My favorite hobbit rapping about my favorite food.

9:14pm: Random thoughts from today.
- Sometimes you just want to bang your head against a table until you're as dumb as the person currently talking to you.
- There are people that take those social cues that everyone else understands perfectly well and read them in the complete opposite manner.
- My roommate is smoking in the house, I just found a butt in her sink as I was trying to locate the source of a stench.
- I don't think those nasty dogs have gangrene, because they've apparently been to the vet recently.
- The dogs stink worse than farm animals whether they have gangrene or not.
- My roommate is a very inconsiderate person.
- Leah Ann and I once did a cherry bomb at the Elbow Room and I felt I could use another one after I was finished with work today.
- I have no alcohol at all in my house and this makes me sad.
- Once I'm done knitting all these presents, I have about half a dozen projects for myself to do.

6:52am: I cannot wait until there are no dogs in my life and I don't have to deal with the fact that someone else didn't train their pets, so I can't have anything nice and expect it to stay nice.

10:36pm: documenting my insanity.

Because I'm a sped teacher and we document everything. Anyway, so here's my list of Christmakuh-Solstice-WinterBirthday-InsertHolidayHere gifts.

1. Hat for my 2 year old brother- one devil horn and the weaving of ends left, put in lining.

2. Purse for my 18 year old sister- seaming and felting.

3. Purse for my 20 year old sister- not even started...

4. Hat for my step-mom to match hat for my brother- earflaps, horns, ends weaved, and lining.

5. Sweater for my mother- finish neckline, weave ends.

6. Socks for my father- not even started...

7. Hat for Ashley- on needles

8. Hat for Mandi- earflaps, pom-pom, weave ends

9. Scarf for Coop Teacher Kay- not even started...

10. Scarf for Coop Teacher Helen- fringe

11. Scarf for Secret Santa- fringe

12. Headwrap for EA that gave me a gift today so now I want to make something for her- not even started...

So today I cleaned out a dresser drawer and decided that it is my version of the North Pole. Do I get a version of the North Pole if I'm a pagan?   I've decided to document this with photographic evidence. I know that all of you believe me, but I want to be able to look back at this when I get this great idea next year.  And then shoot myself in the head.

Spoiler Warning:  If your gift was mentioned in the list, you may not want to see the pics.  Depends on how much you want to be surprised.

( Because everyone loves crazy. )

x-posted to 20s knitters and my journal.

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8:18pm: Kronk's New Groove.....Tomorrow. I will so admit that I really wanna see this. I also want to own both the New Groove movies. I'm a total spaz and I'm ok with this fact.

I will be writing a personal-type ad here in the near future. Those of you that feel you could properly set me up with your friends, feel free to let them read the personal ad I post here. But mostly, it will be for me to feel good about myself. Cuz I do rule. It has been said, and it is indeed true.