Bits from Freewebs

So.. my Freewebs site is under construction (yet again). Here's what was on the Thoughts page.

11-28-05

First: Regarding LoveI think that love is really, as Pink Floyd states, a momentary lapse of reason that binds a life for life. This makes sense because all it really takes is one moment, and that person can be under your skin forever.

Second: Regarding Life Lessons and My FatherHere are some things I've learned from my father over the years.
1. When using a staple gun, it always works better if you say "Oy!" while you staple.
2. Taco salad tastes better on the couch in front of the football game.
3. Iowa City is the greatest city in the world.
4. When stretching, yelling "Kasban! Salabah!" at the top of your lungs increases stretch productivity.
5. When you can't remember someone's name, either
a) invent a song to go with it (ex. "Folly-Molly-Tauke-Ray-oh")
b) call them by the first name that pops into your head
(ex. "Amos" instead of "Andy" for your daughter's boyfriend)
6. Drawstrings on pants are for people with inhibitions.
7. There's a difference between good rock and bad rock, and the difference is this:
the Who vs. Queen
(in modern-day terms, Green Day vs. Good Charlotte)
8. Raise thy daughter in thy own image, lest she turn out just like everyone else.

11-22-05: Regarding "I Am the Walrus" by the Beatles [Album = Magical Mystery Tour] I see John Lennon standing in front of a movie screen in an empty theater. He is moving slightly, in time with the music, as he sings. As the song progresses, the screen behind him flickers to life, displaying random images and scenes of humanity. The scenes play faster and faster until a crowd of people whorls by at 80 times normal speed. John continues singing and moving in time with the music. The screen turns to static as the song reaches its climax… then turns to blue. As the song ends, John stops singing. Simultaneously, he freezes, and is silhouetted from behind by a dazzling white spotlight.

11-22-05
I have this to say about nachos:
Go light on the chips and heavy with the cheese. Don’t use plastic plates. The 34 seconds you microwave them for can be used to seal the chip bag and put it back in the pantry. Also, you’ll have time to seal the bag of shredded cheese and replace it in the fridge. Variety in cheese is good – cheddar, Colby, Monterey jack, Swiss, mozzarella…Ranch dressing adds great flavour. Wash them down with milk

11-19-05
I really do better off without my family, just sitting here and listening to Sinead O'Connor.
I hope I die before I get old. I don't want to be dependent ever again.
Man oh man, am I tired.
What precisely is the reasoning behind mullets?

11-10-05 I called Dan because talking about nothing in particular to someone who doesn’t hear gossip about me is a very appealing thing. It makes me feel better.
Right now, all I can do is sit here in the dark, listen to A Perfect Circle’s version of “People are People”, and hate myself.

11-9-05 Walking around town today, I grew pensive. I wore my black Converse high tops, black jeans, a black trench coat, and my Pink Floyd cap with all the pins on. There was money and a cell phone in my pocket and a little black backpack on my back. I carried a steaming hot chocolate in my hand. My nose and cheeks were rosy, and I felt like a young woman in the city: content, thoughtful.

Love. 10-16-05
Love is a funny thing. When I was younger, I wasn't going to fall in love; there was no doubt. Once I hit puberty, it was more of an "I don't want to fall in love" thing (Don't Wanna Fall In Love - Green Day). There's also "I don't want to wait in vain for your love" (Waiting in Vain - Bob Marley). And here I go... it's happened to me, just like I never thought it would. I'm in love with someone who is so unlike me at first glance you'd laugh. But once you got to know him like you know me, you'd realize that we're not so different at all.
Then there are the things that no one knows about me but him. These are the areas where we're most alike.
I never used to have a future, you know? I never wanted to be around people... I was going to go live the ascetic lifestyle of a hermit and write frightening verse to buck-toothed girls in Luxembourg (Ask - the Smiths). But now I do want to spend the rest of my life with someone.
Crazy.

First. 9-16-05
I deleted the Depressed Entries page, since I am no longer so depressed, and have changed it to merely Thoughts, which you have here. Whenever it is possible, I shall record a thought for you here, whichever has been most on my mind that particular day. Here's to today's...
One must be proactive, not reactionary.
There's also, "Holy effing crap, a CHEMISTRY test?!"

Intro - Welcome to My Thoughts
I’ve got this to say about life – you learn a heckuva lot. How to tie your shoes. How to get dressed. How to read; how to write. What not to tell your parents. Names of colours, names of shapes, names of countries, states, capitals. Songs, bands, genres of music, movies, books. How to add, subtract, multiply, divide, solve for unknown variables, logarithms. How to determine the chemical makeup of a compound. How to draw a portrait. Letters of the alphabet. How to count. How to walk, how to run, what happens when you touch a hot stove or anger a dog. The definitions of more words than you use on a daily basis. The names of the Beatles – then the names of the Who, of Queen, of Pink Floyd, Green Day, NOFX, the Story Changes, Bachman Turner Overdrive, Antigenre. How to alphabetize things; how to use the Dewey Decimal System. Sometimes it’s little things you learn that you don’t think people pay enough attention to. That’s why you write about them and post what you wrote on the “Thoughts” page of your Freewebs.

Well then.
Another recently-learned life lesson. Love sucks.
"Love hurts, love scars...""Love is old, love is new..."
Aiee.

Current Event

He added: “Hitler had a good 20 to 30 IQ points on Bush, so comparing Bush to Hitler would in many ways be an insult to Hitler.”

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/15217627/

Do a current event on this.

So... again.

Zorba rolls, chocolate soy milk, and cookies made with Pirate's Pearl M&Ms are all delightfully tastly.

[Big Bottom by Spinal Tap]The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin'
That's what I said
The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand
Or so I have read

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bum cakes, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

I met her on Monday, twas my lucky bun day
You know what I mean
I love her each weekday, each velvety cheek day
You know what I mean

My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights
Big game is waiting there inside her tights, yeah

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about mud flaps, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

[...okay.]
Trombones are amazing. Marching band is joyous. Government class involves way too much homework and all-too-frequent tests. English class is a great place to do Government homework. Physics is fun at an accelerated pace. Matthew is weird, but so are Bailey and I so we make THEE best Physics group ever. World Cultures is a good place to stare at the back of the new kid's head and try to work up the courage to say something to him, because he's so flippin' quiet.

[Pathetic sedatives.]
Got my liscence. wOO.

A Day in the Life

So, I'm sitting and eating a plum. Wayne's World is on in the other room, right at the beginning (they just got done with Bohemian Rhapsody adn the woman that makes Garth completely unattainable *tear* is about to come on the screen). I'm also thinking. You see, there are a number of aspects of life right now which, though I may complain about them, I absolutely adore. And it's weird. But my workload - which at this point of my life consists mainly of homework - keeps me busy. I love tackling things I don't understand and figuring them out. Doing chores - dishes, laundry, vaccuuming - gives me time to just think about things. Marching band rehearsals - well, we all love those, no matter what we say.

Life is all right, all told. Actually, it's more than all right: it's pretty damn good. Party on. Excellent.

Sure, I'm busy. Between staying in shape, school, schoolwork, chores, band practice, Speech, plus eating, sleeping, and showering and attempting to maintain a functional romantic relationship, my plate's about full.

I'm loving it.

Bring it on, world.

English Muffins

Can be used to make pizza.

Can you tell I'm not feeling very insightful today?

A Few Spontaneous Things

1. I haven't posted here in a LONG time.
2. There's a troll on my desk.
3. I finally bought "Atom Heart Mother", and I am madly in love with it.
4. I like roller coasters.
5. "I am a writer, writer of fictions..."
6. That troll really freaks me out.
7. Scissors...?
8. Everything is Illuminated. See it. Now.
9. Ahar, me buckoes.
10. All done!

"...put me where I belong..."

"Who is the man I see?
Where I'm supposed to be?
I lost my heart,
I buried it too deep
Under the iron sea

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Lines ever more unclear
I'm not sure I'm even here
The more I look the more I think that I'm
Starting to disappear

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Oh, crystal ball, hear my song
I'm fading out, everything I know is wrong
So put me where I belong
I don't where I am
And I don't really care
I look myself in eye
There's noone there
I fall upon the earth
I call upon the air
But all I get is the same old vacant stare

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Oh, crystal ball, hear my song
I'm fading out, everything I know is wrong
So put me where I belong"

~~ Keane, "Crystal Ball"