Thursday, December 18, 2008
Great movie speeches
40 Inspirational Speeches in 2 Minutes @ Yahoo! Video
I personally enjoy the Star Trek, Galaxy Quest, and Bring it On Quotes, as well as footage from Angels in the Outfield/
Monday, December 1, 2008
Plot Bunnies hurt....
Wow, as I sit here about to update my blog I notice my laptop's clock (which is usually no more than 5 minutes off) is a whole freaking 9-10 minutes off. I really hate my 3 year old, over used, slow, virus ridden laptop.... (Which I need so desperately I can't turn in to get fixed.)
As you can see last night a plot bunny, which I had encountered before and had only nipped lightly at my heels, FREAKING TRIED TO KILL ME! Seriously I couldn't sleep until I had been writing for like an hour. Here's how it tried to kill me. Because it attacked so late in the night my usual sleeping pattern was thrown off. Today in fourth period I nearly fell asleep, IN MY FAVORITE CLASS OF THE DAY! Really I could have understood any other class, heck even my study RIGHT BEFORE, but not that class. Then I took a nap for like an hour when I finally got home (had to work on Christmas drive stuff...).
What annoys me about the bunny though is I've been trying SO hard to write an original story, and I've really been putting effort into it. However this plot bunny was for a Seto/Anzu Fanfic... ARGH! I don't mind fanfic, I just realized I'll get published with an original piece, not a fanfic. Oh well, at least I'm writing, and I think I'm writing damn well too.
I recently finished up a big paper which is such a stress relief. Now I have to make a 3-5 minute presentation (Preferably a powerpoint I think...). We are supposed to talk about why we chose a neighborhood and why we took the angle we did, why we think it's cool, ect. Problem: I wrote about how crappy the neighboor hood was... Or more specifically I wrote about how shitty a planned community there is. So I don't know how I'll do the presentation, but it'll be interesting.
I'll write about my birthday later, but Heroes is almost on. :)
As you can see last night a plot bunny, which I had encountered before and had only nipped lightly at my heels, FREAKING TRIED TO KILL ME! Seriously I couldn't sleep until I had been writing for like an hour. Here's how it tried to kill me. Because it attacked so late in the night my usual sleeping pattern was thrown off. Today in fourth period I nearly fell asleep, IN MY FAVORITE CLASS OF THE DAY! Really I could have understood any other class, heck even my study RIGHT BEFORE, but not that class. Then I took a nap for like an hour when I finally got home (had to work on Christmas drive stuff...).
What annoys me about the bunny though is I've been trying SO hard to write an original story, and I've really been putting effort into it. However this plot bunny was for a Seto/Anzu Fanfic... ARGH! I don't mind fanfic, I just realized I'll get published with an original piece, not a fanfic. Oh well, at least I'm writing, and I think I'm writing damn well too.
I recently finished up a big paper which is such a stress relief. Now I have to make a 3-5 minute presentation (Preferably a powerpoint I think...). We are supposed to talk about why we chose a neighborhood and why we took the angle we did, why we think it's cool, ect. Problem: I wrote about how crappy the neighboor hood was... Or more specifically I wrote about how shitty a planned community there is. So I don't know how I'll do the presentation, but it'll be interesting.
I'll write about my birthday later, but Heroes is almost on. :)
Monday, November 17, 2008
Let's call this procrastination
Procrastinating on a paper about a creepy suburb of my major city in which I lives.
I found this over on Alicia Blade's Livejournal: The Holiday Wishes MemeStep One- Make a post (public, friends locked, filtered...whatever you're comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related ("I'd love a Snape/Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV.") The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.- If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.- Also, make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your LJ, or link to this post (it'll be public) so that the holiday joy will spread.
Step Two- Surf around your friendslist (or friends friends, or just random journals, or [info]holiday_wishes) to see who has posted their list. And now here's the important part:- If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes someone's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use--or even know where you could get someone's dream purebred Basset Hound for free--do it.You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf--to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not--it's your call.There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just...wish, and it might come true. Give, and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special.
1. Books on writing professionally
2. The Dark Knight on DVD, if it comes out before then... :(
3. 1776 on DVD
4. An episode of Doctor Who on Itunes (Preferably Season 1 or 2)
5. instructions on how to knit
6. A Blu-Ray player
7. Voice lessons
8. The Virgin Suicides on DVD
9. A Calendar (preferably Doctor Who, Twilight, SPN, Chuck, or Heroes)
10. David Tennant wearing only a decorative bow.... ;)
In other news I'm in a play my boyfriend is my father and in the script there is a spanking scene... Yeah, and I thought kissing for one minute and twenty seconds was awkward. My part is small, Louise in The Imaginary Invalid, and I was initially disappointed but then I realized out of the 4 girls cast I am probably the youngest and I also look the youngest. Which hey that'll be good if I still look the youngest when I'm 40. I'm playing a little girl. It's weird.
I'm not watching any of my shows tonight, I'm "working". Seriously though, I have been working hard. Mostly. It took me a while to get going. The teachers have given little to no direction and I'm scared shitless after my last paper. I know some of it had nothing to do with this kind of paper but still scared shitless. I've never had writer's block this bad. My boyfriend wrote my thesis statement and has basically helped me through my planning stages. So now all I have to do is write it and pray that it's good enough. Thankfully tommorow is only a rough draft AND I have study right before the class. YAY! The bad news is the final draft is due.......... On my Birthday. &)$&*^$#^&$%&!
Ooh I almost forgot TWILIGHT FRIDAY!!!!!!!!! Can't wait. Homecoming on Saturday, should be interesting.... Sunday maybe see Collin's show again 'cuz I'm just that nice. Wait I think I have rehearsal, lemme check..... Doesn't say. Oh well, maybe I don't have to see it again. It wasn't bad. I'm just biased.
I found this over on Alicia Blade's Livejournal: The Holiday Wishes MemeStep One- Make a post (public, friends locked, filtered...whatever you're comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related ("I'd love a Snape/Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV.") The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.- If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.- Also, make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your LJ, or link to this post (it'll be public) so that the holiday joy will spread.
Step Two- Surf around your friendslist (or friends friends, or just random journals, or [info]holiday_wishes) to see who has posted their list. And now here's the important part:- If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes someone's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use--or even know where you could get someone's dream purebred Basset Hound for free--do it.You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf--to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not--it's your call.There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just...wish, and it might come true. Give, and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special.
1. Books on writing professionally
2. The Dark Knight on DVD, if it comes out before then... :(
3. 1776 on DVD
4. An episode of Doctor Who on Itunes (Preferably Season 1 or 2)
5. instructions on how to knit
6. A Blu-Ray player
7. Voice lessons
8. The Virgin Suicides on DVD
9. A Calendar (preferably Doctor Who, Twilight, SPN, Chuck, or Heroes)
10. David Tennant wearing only a decorative bow.... ;)
In other news I'm in a play my boyfriend is my father and in the script there is a spanking scene... Yeah, and I thought kissing for one minute and twenty seconds was awkward. My part is small, Louise in The Imaginary Invalid, and I was initially disappointed but then I realized out of the 4 girls cast I am probably the youngest and I also look the youngest. Which hey that'll be good if I still look the youngest when I'm 40. I'm playing a little girl. It's weird.
I'm not watching any of my shows tonight, I'm "working". Seriously though, I have been working hard. Mostly. It took me a while to get going. The teachers have given little to no direction and I'm scared shitless after my last paper. I know some of it had nothing to do with this kind of paper but still scared shitless. I've never had writer's block this bad. My boyfriend wrote my thesis statement and has basically helped me through my planning stages. So now all I have to do is write it and pray that it's good enough. Thankfully tommorow is only a rough draft AND I have study right before the class. YAY! The bad news is the final draft is due.......... On my Birthday. &)$&*^$#^&$%&!
Ooh I almost forgot TWILIGHT FRIDAY!!!!!!!!! Can't wait. Homecoming on Saturday, should be interesting.... Sunday maybe see Collin's show again 'cuz I'm just that nice. Wait I think I have rehearsal, lemme check..... Doesn't say. Oh well, maybe I don't have to see it again. It wasn't bad. I'm just biased.
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Wednesday, October 29, 2008
My life sucks, lets make it worse!!!!
Yeah I think I'm diving off the deep-end. Yet I'm doing so willingly.... What could I possibly do to make my life worse?
NaNoWriMo. I have decided I need to write more. Good. I'll soon be getting more time when Cross Country ends... Good. So I'm gonna write a 50.000 word novel in a month. WHAT? I honestly cant say I agree with my own decision. I've entered though, I have to try. I'm making character profiles. I had an outline, it needs tweaking (ei: changing from S/A fanfic to original story set in college). I'm comforted by the constant reassurances that I will be writing crap. I can get out what I need to actually turn it into a novel that could possibly be publishable. YAY! I also don't have to work Sundays anymore, so I have even more free time, except for this Sunday (an open house at school). I'm excited, this will be one of my first really long original work. I've been tweaking characters from their Yu-Gi-Oh counterparts into (very) different characters. Some characters are more different than others. Like I've made some characters very Catholic (a view of my ultraconservative friends). I've given some characters a parent when they had died (yes the Kaiba brother counterparts now have a father). I'm combining Joey and Tristan, sorry if you're a fan but really I don't need both of them (I think). I am giving Yugi a personality overhaul. You'll be able to see parts of Yugi in him, but I can't say how hard you'll have to squint. Seto has a dead girlfriend. Mokuba is a video-game addict. And Tea one of the few similar traits of hers is that she dances. This definitely takes place...in America. (Oh you saw the joke coming). And well the parents in the story will suck. They will be terrible parents. The one good parent, is dead.
As daunting as this task may seem I'm looking forward to it. I will try my hardest to do this, and if I don't quite hit 50,000 words I'll have written something.
NaNoWriMo. I have decided I need to write more. Good. I'll soon be getting more time when Cross Country ends... Good. So I'm gonna write a 50.000 word novel in a month. WHAT? I honestly cant say I agree with my own decision. I've entered though, I have to try. I'm making character profiles. I had an outline, it needs tweaking (ei: changing from S/A fanfic to original story set in college). I'm comforted by the constant reassurances that I will be writing crap. I can get out what I need to actually turn it into a novel that could possibly be publishable. YAY! I also don't have to work Sundays anymore, so I have even more free time, except for this Sunday (an open house at school). I'm excited, this will be one of my first really long original work. I've been tweaking characters from their Yu-Gi-Oh counterparts into (very) different characters. Some characters are more different than others. Like I've made some characters very Catholic (a view of my ultraconservative friends). I've given some characters a parent when they had died (yes the Kaiba brother counterparts now have a father). I'm combining Joey and Tristan, sorry if you're a fan but really I don't need both of them (I think). I am giving Yugi a personality overhaul. You'll be able to see parts of Yugi in him, but I can't say how hard you'll have to squint. Seto has a dead girlfriend. Mokuba is a video-game addict. And Tea one of the few similar traits of hers is that she dances. This definitely takes place...in America. (Oh you saw the joke coming). And well the parents in the story will suck. They will be terrible parents. The one good parent, is dead.
As daunting as this task may seem I'm looking forward to it. I will try my hardest to do this, and if I don't quite hit 50,000 words I'll have written something.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Wow.....
You are a Social Moderate (56% permissive) and an... Economic Liberal (18% permissive) You are best described as a:
Link: The Politics Test on Ok Cupid Also : The OkCupid Dating Persona Test |
Friday, September 19, 2008
Insanity
Author's Note: Just a little rant I composed in the ten minutes or less between physics and Algebra. Also please note I am not sucicidal in any way.
I’m hovering on the edge of insanity. One minute I couldn’t be happier and the next I feel like God turned his back on me. I’m slowly slipping off the cliff and there are only a few people who can stop my hopeless slide. Unfortunately, none of them can help me in the middle of physics. Why’d I have to leave my stuff at home? I thought I grabbed it. Oh, Amy probably moved it on me. God really must hate me. What have I done? I’m trying my hardest and nothing I do seems to be good enough anymore. I’m falling further and further down into the deep black pit. I just want to scream at the top of my lungs DOES ANYBODY EVEN CARE ABOUT MY SANITY??? But I don’t, because I can’t. Because if I did, it would prove I’m crazier than I previously thought. I want to runaway and hide from school. If I dropped one thing I could make it through the rest. The problem being first and formost I have to attend school. Well, technically I could drop out, but that’s not likely and I want to finish high school. There is no way I’d drop the musical. That is my one shining beacon of happiness, the reason the other things haven’t dragged me past the point of no return. If I didn’t have the musical I’d be lost. However, my parents would absolutely refuse to let me drop Cross Country. A fire and brimstone hell is more likely to freeze over. Despite what I say I do like Cross Country, it’s just hard. I can’t quit my job because it’s rather apparent that Brian doesn’t regard e-mails as important. I could lose my job, I don’t need the money. I just don’t know how to quit. I haven’t really begun to do anything NHS related yet, I’m too busy doing all of my above listed things.
I’m hovering on the edge of insanity. One minute I couldn’t be happier and the next I feel like God turned his back on me. I’m slowly slipping off the cliff and there are only a few people who can stop my hopeless slide. Unfortunately, none of them can help me in the middle of physics. Why’d I have to leave my stuff at home? I thought I grabbed it. Oh, Amy probably moved it on me. God really must hate me. What have I done? I’m trying my hardest and nothing I do seems to be good enough anymore. I’m falling further and further down into the deep black pit. I just want to scream at the top of my lungs DOES ANYBODY EVEN CARE ABOUT MY SANITY??? But I don’t, because I can’t. Because if I did, it would prove I’m crazier than I previously thought. I want to runaway and hide from school. If I dropped one thing I could make it through the rest. The problem being first and formost I have to attend school. Well, technically I could drop out, but that’s not likely and I want to finish high school. There is no way I’d drop the musical. That is my one shining beacon of happiness, the reason the other things haven’t dragged me past the point of no return. If I didn’t have the musical I’d be lost. However, my parents would absolutely refuse to let me drop Cross Country. A fire and brimstone hell is more likely to freeze over. Despite what I say I do like Cross Country, it’s just hard. I can’t quit my job because it’s rather apparent that Brian doesn’t regard e-mails as important. I could lose my job, I don’t need the money. I just don’t know how to quit. I haven’t really begun to do anything NHS related yet, I’m too busy doing all of my above listed things.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
How Could I be right?
Seriously, I've been right a lot lately. Seriously it's been scary. Things I have pulled out of my ass have been right lately. Well, let me explain. ((Note spoilers for everything I talk about))
Stolen Earth/Journey's End: The most amazing Doctor Who finale I have ever watched ever. Lot's of companions. Daleks. K-9. Naked David. Luke (sorry I loves the little guy). German. Former Prime Minister. Yes we know who you are. I loved this finale. I really did like Doctor 10.5 and I'm happy Rose got a Doctor all to herself. I've had to adjust a fanfic I'm writing but hey it will be easily done.
Speaking of fanfic remember WTUC? Yeah, I know I need to update. I will, when I can. But remember how the Doctor could get to Rose? When the universes are collapsing it's easier to get across? Made that up a looooooooooong time ago. I stirred up the theory a while before I wrote the story. Apparently that was the correct theory, because that's how it worked in the finale. Now I will admit I was wrong about slipping, but that was an even more of an ass pull. I didn't think that would really happen but in-story I needed a reason for the Doctor to go get Rose. So I just invented slippage. So except for slipping I was essentially right in my theory.
Now for another correct theory:
Breaking Dawn: I have an unpublished and unfinished Twilight fic that I never planned on publishing (because I thought it was just like every other bad fanfic out there). Oh side note, I'm trying to step away from reading/writing bad fanfic. Anywho, in unnamed bad twilight fic I had Bella get pregnant (surprise) and I said that male virgin vampires could get human girls pregnant and that female vampires were barren. Take out the word virgin in the entire previous sentence and you have a synopsis the first book of Breaking Dawn. yeah. one word off. Damn I'm good. How'd I do it? The world may never know.
Perhaps now would be a good time to mention that a lot of things that I believed would happen in Deathly Hallows did. I (eventually) became the biggest Snape truster in the universe. (What? As an emotional eighth grader I was pissed right after Dumbledore died, but one Snape is good theory had me convinced). I instantly knew Harry was a Horcrux. I had always believed it was going to be Ron/Hermiony. No HARMONY for me. You delusional freaks. Anyway, I always thought Snape liked Lily. And last but not least I thought a lot more than 2 people were going to die in Deathly Hallows. In case you forgot people thought only 2 people were going to die after JK said that she killed 2 people she hadn't meant to. The only thing I was wrong about in the book was I was convinced Hagrid and Harry were goners. Yeah wrong.
Now some people would think I'm trying to say I'm great author who knows every thing. No. No. No. No. You get that? I think I just happen to theorize and I've been getting lucky. Like I said about my twilight fic, I never thought it would actually happen, and then it did. *head shake* I'm sure I'll be wrong about something else. I've just been feeling weird lately about how right I've been. Oh Sometime soon I'm going to write about The Dark Knight soon.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Epic
LittleKuriboh has officially won the internet. Just watch. Really it's just that amazing.
Impressive right?
Impressive right?
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
So yeah...
Umm let's see where to begin???? So much has happened in so little time... Uhhh. Let's start with the bad and move on from there? Sounds like an idea to me/
So my job is officially going crazy. I work for Anheuser Busch. Well, I work at Grant's Farm, the ancestral home of the Busch Family and home of a good chunk (but alas not all) of the famous Clydesdales. So if you haven't heard AB got taken over by InBev!. I really don't know what to say about anything at this point. I don't think I'm really allowed to say anything, shame isn't it? Anyway, my job may or may not exist in a few summers... Damn. (Note: May update this later after I actually go into work after the takeover.)
Movingt On: I have three weeks to get my 2 mile time down to 17 minutes and 59 seconds or less. Yes Cross Country Season will soon be upon us. If you are religous please pray that in four weeks from today (July 15) that the weather will be absolutely beautiful and I will run my time trial with out fail. Oh God I think I need this more than my job right now...
On a lighter note: Happy Second Anniversary YGO:TAS! Congratulations on not only surviving, updating, but also being down right funny. Seriously episode 30: Sore = epic win! Phresh Pharoah of Bel Aire was pure comedic gold. Also props to TitanAura for "You'll Never Stop the Abridged" I loved that song, and I understand not being able to hit high notes easily, after all I'm an alto.
Yay: I told you guys I entered Alicia Blade's Writing Contest right? Well, I didn't win, but that's okay! I think she honestly liked my story. Here is the review she gave it in her newsletter: "The Best-Seller" by Brooke Johnson was a story that truly touched me, as a writer and a reader. It was one of those stories that follows you around long after you finish it and had me thinking about the continuation of love after death and how artists tend to live on in their works. Brooke's use of "phantom" was subtle and effective—over all, this was an extremely well-crafted story. So I think that's a good review. Also the story was completely original.
You know what? Here's the story:
“The Best-Seller”
I received a phone call from a TV show today. They want to interview me about the book. Who wouldn’t love to talk about a best-selling modern masterpiece? I couldn’t have been happier.
And yet paradoxically I couldn’t have been more heartbroken. As you know, the story isn’t mine. You wrote everything. The characters, the plot, everything, it was always yours. It was never mine. I only followed your outline.
You received your ‘inspiration’ shortly after our first anniversary. You tore the house apart looking for a blank note book and a pen. It had to be a pen you had said. That way even if you trashed an idea for this story you could keep it for later. For three days you scratched away at the notebook ‘outlining’ your ‘best-seller’. I thought you were just being childish.
You told me everything about the story, although many times I really didn’t want to hear it. I don’t care for fantasy. I definitely don’t care for romance, ‘chick novels’ is what I called them. But you continued to ‘bounce’ your ideas off me. I told you what I honestly thought. And yet you seemed to appreciate it, even when I wasn’t that helpful or, let’s be honest, hurtful. Some great husband I was.
And one day you sat down at your computer, and began typing away. The rapid fire clicking and clacking of keys nearly drove me off the edge. It was nigh impossible for me to work. I’d always ask you to type softer, and you did, being the loving wife you were, for a half-hour or so, but then you’d be right back at it. I hated that you know. Oh, you knew all right and you’d apologize and move into the other room. You always said you did it for love. Love keeps us going you always said.
Love. That’s what got you killed. You just had to go and visit your mother that day didn’t you? You just had to arrive in time to see the smoke billowing out of the kitchen. You couldn’t have just waited for the firemen could you? Oh, no, you had to go running in and try to save her. You loved her too much to let her die. So you died instead of her. Which, that didn’t do much good because she was so grief stricken that she killed herself.
Maybe she had the right idea. I tried, many times, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it or as luck would have it we wouldn’t have what I wanted. I was mysteriously out of ibuprofen the first time. The second time all the knives were hidden in the part of the cabinet I forgot to search. Little instances like that were the only things that kept me going.
Then one day I found something else. I opened up your computer and there it was, your unfinished ‘masterpiece’, the cursor blinking as if it expected you to begin typing again. You wouldn’t begin typing though, you’d never move again. You’re six feet underground. You couldn’t reach a computer if you tried.
But I could reach a computer, and I knew the story. But, that was insane, I knew nothing about writing, but sitting there it was almost as if my fingers began moving on there own. I slowly began writing your story. You always complained of writer’s block but every time I came across a difficult part I’d suddenly know exactly how you would want to write it.
I finished the story three weeks after I began typing it. That seemed faster than you ever wrote, but that may have happened because I didn’t sleep or go to work. Astonishingly though I didn’t actually need the sleep. Of course after I finished I collapsed into a heap on my bed, and slept for 2 days.
I sent it into a few companies. I sent a letter explaining the circumstances surrounding the novel’s being written, hoping they’d understand. They did. I received offers from all the companies finally deciding on one simply because I was drawn to them for some unexplained reason.
The book climbed to tops of charts within days. Within weeks the publishers had to print more copies than they originally anticipated. People wanted interviews and press conferences and I turned everyone down. I couldn’t talk about your book. It wasn’t mine to talk about.
Which brings us back to this phone call, this show’s offer is different. They want to talk about you and your writing. I want to say no. I can’t talk about you, I can’t. It hurts too much. And yet a calm feeling washes over me as the word “yes” escapes my lips.
Uh yeah so that's All I have to say for now.
Songs (Simply because I couldn't choose which one was more appropriate): Phresh Pharoah of Bel-Aire by Little Kuriboh; and You'll Never Stop the Abridged by TitanAura
So my job is officially going crazy. I work for Anheuser Busch. Well, I work at Grant's Farm, the ancestral home of the Busch Family and home of a good chunk (but alas not all) of the famous Clydesdales. So if you haven't heard AB got taken over by InBev!. I really don't know what to say about anything at this point. I don't think I'm really allowed to say anything, shame isn't it? Anyway, my job may or may not exist in a few summers... Damn. (Note: May update this later after I actually go into work after the takeover.)
Movingt On: I have three weeks to get my 2 mile time down to 17 minutes and 59 seconds or less. Yes Cross Country Season will soon be upon us. If you are religous please pray that in four weeks from today (July 15) that the weather will be absolutely beautiful and I will run my time trial with out fail. Oh God I think I need this more than my job right now...
On a lighter note: Happy Second Anniversary YGO:TAS! Congratulations on not only surviving, updating, but also being down right funny. Seriously episode 30: Sore = epic win! Phresh Pharoah of Bel Aire was pure comedic gold. Also props to TitanAura for "You'll Never Stop the Abridged" I loved that song, and I understand not being able to hit high notes easily, after all I'm an alto.
Yay: I told you guys I entered Alicia Blade's Writing Contest right? Well, I didn't win, but that's okay! I think she honestly liked my story. Here is the review she gave it in her newsletter: "The Best-Seller" by Brooke Johnson was a story that truly touched me, as a writer and a reader. It was one of those stories that follows you around long after you finish it and had me thinking about the continuation of love after death and how artists tend to live on in their works. Brooke's use of "phantom" was subtle and effective—over all, this was an extremely well-crafted story. So I think that's a good review. Also the story was completely original.
You know what? Here's the story:
“The Best-Seller”
I received a phone call from a TV show today. They want to interview me about the book. Who wouldn’t love to talk about a best-selling modern masterpiece? I couldn’t have been happier.
And yet paradoxically I couldn’t have been more heartbroken. As you know, the story isn’t mine. You wrote everything. The characters, the plot, everything, it was always yours. It was never mine. I only followed your outline.
You received your ‘inspiration’ shortly after our first anniversary. You tore the house apart looking for a blank note book and a pen. It had to be a pen you had said. That way even if you trashed an idea for this story you could keep it for later. For three days you scratched away at the notebook ‘outlining’ your ‘best-seller’. I thought you were just being childish.
You told me everything about the story, although many times I really didn’t want to hear it. I don’t care for fantasy. I definitely don’t care for romance, ‘chick novels’ is what I called them. But you continued to ‘bounce’ your ideas off me. I told you what I honestly thought. And yet you seemed to appreciate it, even when I wasn’t that helpful or, let’s be honest, hurtful. Some great husband I was.
And one day you sat down at your computer, and began typing away. The rapid fire clicking and clacking of keys nearly drove me off the edge. It was nigh impossible for me to work. I’d always ask you to type softer, and you did, being the loving wife you were, for a half-hour or so, but then you’d be right back at it. I hated that you know. Oh, you knew all right and you’d apologize and move into the other room. You always said you did it for love. Love keeps us going you always said.
Love. That’s what got you killed. You just had to go and visit your mother that day didn’t you? You just had to arrive in time to see the smoke billowing out of the kitchen. You couldn’t have just waited for the firemen could you? Oh, no, you had to go running in and try to save her. You loved her too much to let her die. So you died instead of her. Which, that didn’t do much good because she was so grief stricken that she killed herself.
Maybe she had the right idea. I tried, many times, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it or as luck would have it we wouldn’t have what I wanted. I was mysteriously out of ibuprofen the first time. The second time all the knives were hidden in the part of the cabinet I forgot to search. Little instances like that were the only things that kept me going.
Then one day I found something else. I opened up your computer and there it was, your unfinished ‘masterpiece’, the cursor blinking as if it expected you to begin typing again. You wouldn’t begin typing though, you’d never move again. You’re six feet underground. You couldn’t reach a computer if you tried.
But I could reach a computer, and I knew the story. But, that was insane, I knew nothing about writing, but sitting there it was almost as if my fingers began moving on there own. I slowly began writing your story. You always complained of writer’s block but every time I came across a difficult part I’d suddenly know exactly how you would want to write it.
I finished the story three weeks after I began typing it. That seemed faster than you ever wrote, but that may have happened because I didn’t sleep or go to work. Astonishingly though I didn’t actually need the sleep. Of course after I finished I collapsed into a heap on my bed, and slept for 2 days.
I sent it into a few companies. I sent a letter explaining the circumstances surrounding the novel’s being written, hoping they’d understand. They did. I received offers from all the companies finally deciding on one simply because I was drawn to them for some unexplained reason.
The book climbed to tops of charts within days. Within weeks the publishers had to print more copies than they originally anticipated. People wanted interviews and press conferences and I turned everyone down. I couldn’t talk about your book. It wasn’t mine to talk about.
Which brings us back to this phone call, this show’s offer is different. They want to talk about you and your writing. I want to say no. I can’t talk about you, I can’t. It hurts too much. And yet a calm feeling washes over me as the word “yes” escapes my lips.
Uh yeah so that's All I have to say for now.
Songs (Simply because I couldn't choose which one was more appropriate): Phresh Pharoah of Bel-Aire by Little Kuriboh; and You'll Never Stop the Abridged by TitanAura
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Sunday, June 22, 2008
Look it's Springtime
AND NOW IT'S..... Springtime for Hitler and Germany.... I'm seeing The Producers tonight! Summer in my city has officially started. The Muny has opened. YAY! I can't wait to see The Producers! I love the old movie (with Zero Mostel and Gene Wilder). I have never seen the musical version so this will be an interesting adventure for me. Well, I've seen one part of the new movie, over and over and over. But ONLY because John Barrowman is in it, and he's the beautiful man beautifully singing "Springtime". God he has a voice of an angel.
HEIL myself!
SPOILERS FOR DOCTOR WHO FINALE: Came across an interesting picture yesterday. From left to right we have Sarah Jane Smith, Mickey Smith (No relation), Jackie Tyler, Rose Tyler,
The Doctor, Martha Jones, Donna Noble and in front, Captain Jack Harkness. Wow, doesn't that picture just look cool, I mean despite the low resolution it rocks. I think Harriet Jones is also coming back. I don't know what they'll do about her, seeing as she should be really ticked at the Doctor. Oh andI think I heard that Davros is confirmed to be returning in the finale. YAY! For my one blog reader it would be like getting YED back after years of him being hinted at. I love Davros, though I have only seen him in one six-part serial he had me scared shitless. Genesis of The Daleks, if you want to know, is one of my favorite old series stories, but the only other I've seen is Pyramids of Mars, another great serial, but no Daleks. Daleks rule. I'm sorry but they have been around forever and I don't think they've really suffered from to much villain decay. They are just timeless. They seem so cheezy, but whenever some one bashes them and their plungers they just suck your face right off. Cheezy and angry indeed. I think the best thing about this whole picture is Jackie is the only person who looks downright terrified, which if you think about the characters if someone said look an alien she'd be the only person to immediately react with fear.

I know I cursed George Lucas, but the more I think about it the more I think Indiana Jones 4 was an all right film. Shia LeBeouf was spectacular. I wish Sean Connery would have appeared for a few minutes, other than just Indy looking at his picture. It was an intriguing change from magic to scifi, but I read to honor the B movies of the 50's they made it scifi instead. In the 30's it was the adventure archaeologist where as the fifties had spaceships and aliens. It all makes sense now. Shall post soon with my thoughts on The Producers, until then:
HEIL myself!
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Friday, March 28, 2008
Eep!
I'm freaking out here! I'm losing my frakking mind! AHHHHH! Okay today has been one long roller coaster for me and my writing today....
It started when I was wandering around Fanfiction.net and I thought "Ooh I'll see if that great Sailor Moon Fanfic by Alicia Blade updated recently..." So I go to look and it hasn't updated, BUT she had a long one shot so I figured "What the heck after my shower I'll settle down with a good cup of tea and read it." So I showered, dressed, made a cup of English Breakfast Tea and started reading away. (here's a link if your interested and since it's VERY AU you don't have to really know Sailor Moon to get it http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4145061/1/Luna_version_42 Any way read it, found it beautiful and noticed something, Alicia Blade got her own website. I Immediately check it out here http://www.aliciablade.com. Searched around a bit and really enjoyed my experience. Alicia Blade is truly amazing and I read some of her bits about the writing process. It got me all inspired and I instantly dove back into my unnamed Seto/Anzu fic. This was my high of the day.
My low came when I was searching around the New Amsterdam forums (which by the way are so addictive)when a link came to this post http://heywriterboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/emily-posts-guide-to-save-our-show.html. So I began to poke around the blog of Writerboy (found here http://heywriterboy.blogspot.com) When I came across this post http://heywriterboy.blogspot.com/2007/04/wherein-kirk-and-spock-make-man-love.html. If you don't want to read the whole thing its understandable but to get my feelings. Anyway, that left me feeling uncreative, angry at myself and him, ashamed and just down right bad. I'd like to think I'm not infringing on copywrited material when I write but the more I delve into how fanfic is viewed by others the worse and worse I feel. I know fanfic isn't the most creative outlet in the history of the world, but it's not all bad. I've read many a good fanfic, but I am fully aware of the crap that's out there. Sometimes I need to get these things out there. I don't feel entitled, I don't think Russel T. Davies was WRONG for sending Rose away, I don't feel I could come up with better ideas, I won't want to fix Supernatural if Dean dies, I don't think that a writer would use a fanfic written by someone else. I would like to entertain the few people who do actually think my writing isn't half bad. However I remember the reaction to when the SS Harmony sank (FYI the nickname for Harry/Hermione shipping) and how people got mad and think that good ol' JK got it wrong. I think the truly rabid fans with bad punctuation, crazy ships and overall insanity give us all a bad name. I won't say Fangirls because Fanboys are just as crazy, albeit over completely different things (Yes, you stuffy concieted posters at Outpost Gallifrey who think New Who is crap I'm talking to you.) and well, I've read guy written fiction and it's very good, technical but good (a perfect example is one of my favorites on my fanfiction.net page called The Truth Behind the Blue Eyes. Note the excessive details in the duels to get what I'm saying about technical). The crazies make the sane ones look bad, kinda like in religions... Fanfic, a religion... Weird. Anyway, now I don't know how I feel about fanfic. I think I'll keep writing it but I'll try to write some original stuff. Moving off this mindless rant.
Anyway as I said above I am addicted to the New Amsterdam Forever forums, which coincidentally also host some Doctor Who forums. I'm Yarsian over at the blue whale pub. Feel free to talk to me if you want. Now if you don't mind please keep your TV on Fox Monday nights from 8-9 to help our ratings, they aren't bad, we're just taking a preemptive strike against anything bad. I am leaving my TV in my room on New Amsterdam and watching it downstairs in HD. Spread the New Amsterdam word. John Amsterdam has lived for 400 years, lets try and make it at least 401!
Hey a long time ago I promised some running stories and have I got one for you. So I had a track meet Monday. I was supposed to run the 1600 meter and that was it. Well as you've probably guessed this isn't as simple as that. Oh no, far too easy right? So I arrive plenty early for the Sophmore and Freshmen only meet. Being the only Sophmore who runs Middle distance I decide to check in with the freshmen of my squad. Only half of them were there... A tells me that AM won't be there till 5... which is great since you know the meet starts at 4 and she's in the first race, the 4x800 meter relay. I tell the coach I know, K, and she calls the Middle Distance Coach DM. He's gonna have me sub in for AM on TOP of my 1600. Okay, my 1600 won't be amazing but hey its the first meet of the season. I'm leading my team in warm-ups when DM finally shows up. He's upset because the 4th member of the relay, J, probably won't be at the meet. He's snappy and bitchy but I put up with it, just smiling and nodding. After the rest of warm ups he asks us if we want to go through with the race and if so who would want to run two legs. Both freshmen say the don't want too before I can say "Not Me". So I say that I could but I can't make promises on my next mile. He's getting mad at all of us. I think he was being unfair, I kept telling him I could do it if necessary. He finally tells me to go scratch our team. I do so. Right as I get back into the stands AM finally shows up and coach re-enters our team. We enter past the last minute. I didn't even have time to change into my sweet track spikes. I run a decent 3:12 800, my time could have been better but the 800 is too short for my taste anyway. I think we came in last for the relay, but hey how many teams went through the shit we did?
But wait, It gets better! So while AM is running the last leg A starts walking over to me and C is sitting on the ground. (Oh just to clarify here is the order of who ran, C,ME,A,AM) A starts to puke.. It was yellow and slightly see through. I turn to the stands and shout to the first person I see, "DAD!" I start flailing my arms. I finally see the coach K and I motion for her to come over and I also shout, "A puked!" As I look back to attend to A C starts in with her own vommitting... Hers looked like mexican food. K finally gets over and starts taking care of my teammates. AM finally finishes her 800 and Coach DM makes his way over. He starts laughing, he has a weird sense of humor. Anyway he tells me to lead AM and A on a recovery jog since AM and I feel fine and A had started to feel better. Well after about 20 feet A falls back, I later find out she's puking again.
So after that mess I'm waiting in the stands because I have some time before I need to prepare for my 1600. I'm hanging with my freshmen crew because all my sprinter friends are well, sprinting. DM then asks if I can take C's place in the 200 meter x 200 meter x 400 meter x 800 meter relay. I say sure. It would be after my 1600 and therefore suck, but hey whatever. I lead AM on a warm up for a 1600 (yes after running an 800 i need to warm up for the 1600. The race actually went really well, on a strict time basis I got a 7:12, which with finishing last season with a 7:00 isn't bad at all. But the best part of the whole race was well, my race. There's no way to put this in words, but I'll try. When I was racing (this time with my sweet silver spikes) I saw people and thought, 'I can pass her' and then I would. I did this a lot through out the race and I came in 5th out of 10. A number I can count on one hand! WOW!! I was in the top half. YAY!
Anyway I hung out with the sprinters who were in the 2x2x4x8 with me. I realized somehting, sprinters do not warm up like I do. They thought I'd get tired from the warm ups I was doing but I don't think I warmed up enough actually. This 800 was much slower at a 3:20 and I believe we came in 4th, but when I got the baton we were in 3rd. I felt terrible after that last run. I wanted to crash down hard. But then again I was the only person who had run 1 1/2 miles already. At least now I think the head coach appreciates me andDM kept mentioning my exploits at practice on tuesday.
Well, I think this post is long enough for now.
Song of the Day- In the End-Linkin Park (just bought on Itunes, love it!)
PS: I tried to make all of those links above HTML but it wasn't working... Sorry :)
It started when I was wandering around Fanfiction.net and I thought "Ooh I'll see if that great Sailor Moon Fanfic by Alicia Blade updated recently..." So I go to look and it hasn't updated, BUT she had a long one shot so I figured "What the heck after my shower I'll settle down with a good cup of tea and read it." So I showered, dressed, made a cup of English Breakfast Tea and started reading away. (here's a link if your interested and since it's VERY AU you don't have to really know Sailor Moon to get it http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4145061/1/Luna_version_42 Any way read it, found it beautiful and noticed something, Alicia Blade got her own website. I Immediately check it out here http://www.aliciablade.com. Searched around a bit and really enjoyed my experience. Alicia Blade is truly amazing and I read some of her bits about the writing process. It got me all inspired and I instantly dove back into my unnamed Seto/Anzu fic. This was my high of the day.
My low came when I was searching around the New Amsterdam forums (which by the way are so addictive)when a link came to this post http://heywriterboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/emily-posts-guide-to-save-our-show.html. So I began to poke around the blog of Writerboy (found here http://heywriterboy.blogspot.com) When I came across this post http://heywriterboy.blogspot.com/2007/04/wherein-kirk-and-spock-make-man-love.html. If you don't want to read the whole thing its understandable but to get my feelings. Anyway, that left me feeling uncreative, angry at myself and him, ashamed and just down right bad. I'd like to think I'm not infringing on copywrited material when I write but the more I delve into how fanfic is viewed by others the worse and worse I feel. I know fanfic isn't the most creative outlet in the history of the world, but it's not all bad. I've read many a good fanfic, but I am fully aware of the crap that's out there. Sometimes I need to get these things out there. I don't feel entitled, I don't think Russel T. Davies was WRONG for sending Rose away, I don't feel I could come up with better ideas, I won't want to fix Supernatural if Dean dies, I don't think that a writer would use a fanfic written by someone else. I would like to entertain the few people who do actually think my writing isn't half bad. However I remember the reaction to when the SS Harmony sank (FYI the nickname for Harry/Hermione shipping) and how people got mad and think that good ol' JK got it wrong. I think the truly rabid fans with bad punctuation, crazy ships and overall insanity give us all a bad name. I won't say Fangirls because Fanboys are just as crazy, albeit over completely different things (Yes, you stuffy concieted posters at Outpost Gallifrey who think New Who is crap I'm talking to you.) and well, I've read guy written fiction and it's very good, technical but good (a perfect example is one of my favorites on my fanfiction.net page called The Truth Behind the Blue Eyes. Note the excessive details in the duels to get what I'm saying about technical). The crazies make the sane ones look bad, kinda like in religions... Fanfic, a religion... Weird. Anyway, now I don't know how I feel about fanfic. I think I'll keep writing it but I'll try to write some original stuff. Moving off this mindless rant.
Anyway as I said above I am addicted to the New Amsterdam Forever forums, which coincidentally also host some Doctor Who forums. I'm Yarsian over at the blue whale pub. Feel free to talk to me if you want. Now if you don't mind please keep your TV on Fox Monday nights from 8-9 to help our ratings, they aren't bad, we're just taking a preemptive strike against anything bad. I am leaving my TV in my room on New Amsterdam and watching it downstairs in HD. Spread the New Amsterdam word. John Amsterdam has lived for 400 years, lets try and make it at least 401!
Hey a long time ago I promised some running stories and have I got one for you. So I had a track meet Monday. I was supposed to run the 1600 meter and that was it. Well as you've probably guessed this isn't as simple as that. Oh no, far too easy right? So I arrive plenty early for the Sophmore and Freshmen only meet. Being the only Sophmore who runs Middle distance I decide to check in with the freshmen of my squad. Only half of them were there... A tells me that AM won't be there till 5... which is great since you know the meet starts at 4 and she's in the first race, the 4x800 meter relay. I tell the coach I know, K, and she calls the Middle Distance Coach DM. He's gonna have me sub in for AM on TOP of my 1600. Okay, my 1600 won't be amazing but hey its the first meet of the season. I'm leading my team in warm-ups when DM finally shows up. He's upset because the 4th member of the relay, J, probably won't be at the meet. He's snappy and bitchy but I put up with it, just smiling and nodding. After the rest of warm ups he asks us if we want to go through with the race and if so who would want to run two legs. Both freshmen say the don't want too before I can say "Not Me". So I say that I could but I can't make promises on my next mile. He's getting mad at all of us. I think he was being unfair, I kept telling him I could do it if necessary. He finally tells me to go scratch our team. I do so. Right as I get back into the stands AM finally shows up and coach re-enters our team. We enter past the last minute. I didn't even have time to change into my sweet track spikes. I run a decent 3:12 800, my time could have been better but the 800 is too short for my taste anyway. I think we came in last for the relay, but hey how many teams went through the shit we did?
But wait, It gets better! So while AM is running the last leg A starts walking over to me and C is sitting on the ground. (Oh just to clarify here is the order of who ran, C,ME,A,AM) A starts to puke.. It was yellow and slightly see through. I turn to the stands and shout to the first person I see, "DAD!" I start flailing my arms. I finally see the coach K and I motion for her to come over and I also shout, "A puked!" As I look back to attend to A C starts in with her own vommitting... Hers looked like mexican food. K finally gets over and starts taking care of my teammates. AM finally finishes her 800 and Coach DM makes his way over. He starts laughing, he has a weird sense of humor. Anyway he tells me to lead AM and A on a recovery jog since AM and I feel fine and A had started to feel better. Well after about 20 feet A falls back, I later find out she's puking again.
So after that mess I'm waiting in the stands because I have some time before I need to prepare for my 1600. I'm hanging with my freshmen crew because all my sprinter friends are well, sprinting. DM then asks if I can take C's place in the 200 meter x 200 meter x 400 meter x 800 meter relay. I say sure. It would be after my 1600 and therefore suck, but hey whatever. I lead AM on a warm up for a 1600 (yes after running an 800 i need to warm up for the 1600. The race actually went really well, on a strict time basis I got a 7:12, which with finishing last season with a 7:00 isn't bad at all. But the best part of the whole race was well, my race. There's no way to put this in words, but I'll try. When I was racing (this time with my sweet silver spikes) I saw people and thought, 'I can pass her' and then I would. I did this a lot through out the race and I came in 5th out of 10. A number I can count on one hand! WOW!! I was in the top half. YAY!
Anyway I hung out with the sprinters who were in the 2x2x4x8 with me. I realized somehting, sprinters do not warm up like I do. They thought I'd get tired from the warm ups I was doing but I don't think I warmed up enough actually. This 800 was much slower at a 3:20 and I believe we came in 4th, but when I got the baton we were in 3rd. I felt terrible after that last run. I wanted to crash down hard. But then again I was the only person who had run 1 1/2 miles already. At least now I think the head coach appreciates me andDM kept mentioning my exploits at practice on tuesday.
Well, I think this post is long enough for now.
Song of the Day- In the End-Linkin Park (just bought on Itunes, love it!)
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Friday, March 21, 2008
All TV All April
Hello Nurse! Just thought I'd start with an Animaniacs reference. I loved that show, and I've been watching season 1 on DVD, good times. Though the humor is kind of dated I still enjoy watching it. Somethings never get old.
So last weekend was pretty interesting. I got 3 pairs of shoes. I got some track spikes. It was tough deciding which ones to get. The grey and green ones were lighter but the pink ones were sturdier and, well pink. I went with the grey ones though. I also got some jazz shoes. They are black and cool looking. I don't know how much I'll actually use them but now I at least have them and don't have to borrow shoes from minx. I also got flip-flops 'cuz I don't have a pair that fit anymore, and I got the matching bag! YAY!
Now On to TV News! On TV I watched a movie, I had no idea what it was called though. I loved the movie. The characters seemed like real people, they made bad decisions and didn't always know everything in a believable way. Not like being completely oblivious, just not having all the information about other people. I finally found out it's called Loser. If you ever get a chance check it out.
Smallville last night was interesting, let me rephrase that The past two weeks Smallville's have been interesting. I watched this weeks and last weeks last night. Last weeks was just a big Stride gum commercial and rather boring. Pete came back, but that's not as exciting as Oli's one episode return. Last nights was a little weird. I don't mind the whole new secret orginization, or the randomly shot female, And I especially didn't mind Chief from battlestar galactica's minor role as the crazy military guy. I did mind the whole return to evil Lionel. Evil Lionel is dead, it'll soon reveal he's either not evil or he is. If he's evil I think the writers are taking him in the opposite direction of where he was going. I hope He's still good or at least leave him hanging on the edge. A sometimes evil Lionel makes sense but a return to pure evil lionel is just wrong.
Now I have some amazing news about an amazing week! So April 3rd is the triumphant return of Supernatural reruns to our screens! Yay and what not! Hooray. Go sam and dean! BUT it gets better! Battlestar Galactica's Fourth and Final season starts the next day, April 4th!!!!! Huzzah! SO SAY WE ALL! HOWEVER it gets best on the Fifth of April, for on that day......THE DOCTOR COMES BACK!!!!!! Well in Britain anyway. We get it the 18th of April. WE'RE only 2 weeks behind!! I can live with a two week delay. I may read wikipedia, but here I will swear not to watch the episodes online. In the gap between 3 days of Fantasticness/magnificence and the American Doctor Who premiere comes the American premiere of Sarah Jane Adventures. Boo Ya! So I'm happy, I think I'll be on cloud nine that whole week.
Well, that's all for now. I have spring break so I should be writing a bit more often.
Song of the Day- All Along the Watchtower- By whoever did the version at the end of BSG Season 3
So last weekend was pretty interesting. I got 3 pairs of shoes. I got some track spikes. It was tough deciding which ones to get. The grey and green ones were lighter but the pink ones were sturdier and, well pink. I went with the grey ones though. I also got some jazz shoes. They are black and cool looking. I don't know how much I'll actually use them but now I at least have them and don't have to borrow shoes from minx. I also got flip-flops 'cuz I don't have a pair that fit anymore, and I got the matching bag! YAY!
Now On to TV News! On TV I watched a movie, I had no idea what it was called though. I loved the movie. The characters seemed like real people, they made bad decisions and didn't always know everything in a believable way. Not like being completely oblivious, just not having all the information about other people. I finally found out it's called Loser. If you ever get a chance check it out.
Smallville last night was interesting, let me rephrase that The past two weeks Smallville's have been interesting. I watched this weeks and last weeks last night. Last weeks was just a big Stride gum commercial and rather boring. Pete came back, but that's not as exciting as Oli's one episode return. Last nights was a little weird. I don't mind the whole new secret orginization, or the randomly shot female, And I especially didn't mind Chief from battlestar galactica's minor role as the crazy military guy. I did mind the whole return to evil Lionel. Evil Lionel is dead, it'll soon reveal he's either not evil or he is. If he's evil I think the writers are taking him in the opposite direction of where he was going. I hope He's still good or at least leave him hanging on the edge. A sometimes evil Lionel makes sense but a return to pure evil lionel is just wrong.
Now I have some amazing news about an amazing week! So April 3rd is the triumphant return of Supernatural reruns to our screens! Yay and what not! Hooray. Go sam and dean! BUT it gets better! Battlestar Galactica's Fourth and Final season starts the next day, April 4th!!!!! Huzzah! SO SAY WE ALL! HOWEVER it gets best on the Fifth of April, for on that day......THE DOCTOR COMES BACK!!!!!! Well in Britain anyway. We get it the 18th of April. WE'RE only 2 weeks behind!! I can live with a two week delay. I may read wikipedia, but here I will swear not to watch the episodes online. In the gap between 3 days of Fantasticness/magnificence and the American Doctor Who premiere comes the American premiere of Sarah Jane Adventures. Boo Ya! So I'm happy, I think I'll be on cloud nine that whole week.
Well, that's all for now. I have spring break so I should be writing a bit more often.
Song of the Day- All Along the Watchtower- By whoever did the version at the end of BSG Season 3
Sunday, March 16, 2008
New Post, New Amsterdam

Okay I bet you can guess what I want to talk about, NEW AMSTERDAM!!! It's that new show on Fox and I love it. I even found a sweet Fansite with full length episodes. it's called newamsterdam-forever.com and its pretty sweet. While the show has a lot of similarities to certain Doctor Who thoughts on immortality it doesn't feel stale or overdone. It just feels cool. John Amsterdam is sexy too. I do watch for the plot don't worry. It's just the right blend of crime solving and Time travel that makes me happy. As a kid I loved CSI, Without A Trace, and Cold Case. I still watch some real crime shows like American Justice, Cold Case Files, Snapped and Captured. I love crime shows but CSI is on at the same time Supernatural is and I just can't let Supernatural go. Anyway watch New Amsterdam, it will change your life.
Now on to fanfic news! Okay posted another chapter of WTUC and finished the next. I know where I want to go but getting there is difficult because well I'm getting bored. Don't worry I will finish the story. I'm thinking 4-6 chapters more and the story will be finished. I know what will happen in each chapter and what everything is leading towards. *sigh* It's all coming to a close.
Umm I don't know if I should be happy about this or not but I've already got my next big project down. I mean I have a for page outline! 4 pages! thats 3 more than my research paper. My biggest shock is that's its a Yu-Gi-Oh! fic... A Seto/Anzu fic to be precise. I've been wanting to write a Azure ship fic for a while but I couldn't use an overused plot device. Finally my boyfriend suggested, "Lock 'em in a room together!" and well a plot bunny attacked. I'm currently writing the first chapter. I'm trying my hand at first person perspective, more precisely Tea's perspective. Oh speaking of Tea I'm having trouble deciding Japanese names or American names. While Joey is much easier to type then Jonouchi certain names like Tea and her ever complicated accent mark. Anzu also just sounds prettier. I'm leading more toward Japanese but if anyone has an opinion on the matter feel free to tell me. This fic will also be another experiment for me, in...well...(if you don't want toknow the plot look away)...SMUT! There I said it the fic will be totally smutty. Like I said it's an experiment.
My reasearch paper is going better than I thought. It's terrible but it could be worse.
42nd Street didn't go too badly, considering we had one full run before the show. Our opening night was terrible but after that it picked up. Guys and Dolls is going well now.
My body is slowly breaking down. I'm losing speed, not style. That goes on flourishing forever. ((Sorry couldn't resist Evita reference). Seriously though I have been ill a lot lately. I had pink-eye last week and this week I have a kidney and/or bladder infection. The worst part about the infection is that I know that I have it before it'll show up on any test. I know my symptoms and how these present themselves before the doctors do.
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