Full Moon Tonight- WHY do they call it "mooning"???
I may or may not do a spell, if I do I kinda wanna do it outside, but I'm not sure... ordinary esbat, perhaps. Maybe something to jolt me awake or something like that... hmm.
It's really weird reading something you've written a while ago after not writing anything for, well, a while. Especially on fanfiction.net, when you get reviews for a story you never will finish.
Maybe I'll write a maruaders fic... later.
Right now we're cleaning house, yee-haw. I scraped a fan!!!

311 coming to New Orleans August 23rd, Queen of Random leaving a week earlier and caring very little
Now I don't want to leave you with the false assumption that this post has anything whatsoever to do with the title... a friend is using my very cunning plan to break up with her for-lack-of-a-better-term-boyfriend boyfriend. Guess what it is? BREAK UP WITH HIM, YOU FOOL!!! Who is not really a fool. That is all.
Wait, no it's not. Wish I had some drawing talent. Some paper is going to seriously be wasted tonight, and it's all... hmm... I think I'll blame the economy this time.

Three Quotes from Tonight's Comedy Central
"I shouldn't say bad stuff about illiterate people. I should write it."
-Oh, yeah, I remember his name, just like my s*** made you laugh, right? He was kind of mousy-looking and very fair. Like a computer programmers sardonic twin.

"I lost my temper in karate class today. Man, I'm not gonna do that again till I'm a black belt. There is a big difference between taking karate and recieving karate."
-Didn't catch his name either, but I do know he was on Premium Blend. I saw his whole act and loved him. He was very mellow, kind of like Mitch Hedberg, if you've ever seen him, and you really have to, Mitch Hedberg is awesome. Though this comic was a lot better looking. Real pale, with a really sharp nose and long, wavy, jet black hair. Ahhh.

"Some people say Jesus was black. Now, I don't know if that's true, but it would explain why it's taking him so long to get back."
-Earthquake! He was awesome! He had a lot of other ones, too, but they're too long to quote.

And then there was something about devil water that may or may not have been uttered by Elvira Kurt. The whole thing was pretty funny, involving a crazy shower, but I'm too lazy/incompetant to remember it. I just liked when she said Devil Water.

Sorry I couldn't quote the first two and that last one... if it helps any, they were on comic remix tonight.

My dog Sibyl
My dog has tapeworms and shizophrenia. Just thought you should know. She's at my feet, chewing at nothing, nothing, I say! My mad, mad, mad, mad dog.

Good Songs, In No Obvious Order, Unless You Can Find One, John Nash
"Are You Gonna Go My Way?"- Lenny Kravitz
This song is SO good. The riff, that constant, awesome, mind-blowing bass-riff... He's got just the voice for it, too. Oh, my God... It's a Jesus song, according to VH1, whom never lie. I guess. The words are okay. It's just the melody I love, the music. I could listen to that song twelve hours straight.

"Show Me How To Live"- Audioslave
It's got the same quality as "Are You Gonna Go My Way?". Just very steady and heavy. Proabably another somehwat Jesus-song as well. Maybe according to VH1, I'm not sure. It's a little haunting, this song. But annoying towards the end with the computer-wobbled voice. It's too much. If it doesn't work for absolutely anybody else in the entire world, why would it work for Chris Cornell?

"Heart-Shaped Box"- Nirvana
It's so simple. But therein lies the beauty of Nirvana. The guitar sounds like it's sick, the drum sounds defeated, it's sad and angry... and the lyrics are awesome. They sound nice, fit well in the song, and make it sound kind of warped with their half-sense. I always get the picture of somebody sitting alone in a dark, purple room talking to themselves, and there's a window with a yellow sky... and this is one of the few songs whose video I thought went with the song.

(Half-sense, a homemade phrase, or something I made up, depending on what kind of mood I'm in. I bid you to spread it around, and, for your benefit, I shall make no STD jokes.)

"Oblivion"- Eve 6
I don't quite know how to describe this song. A little more than mellow. It's got energy, just... okay, I picture it like me on a good day, though I sincerely hope you don't. Like somebody quietly, though not muttering, saying sarcastic comments with a slight smile on their face to a person they know won't understand, next to a person who does and is enjoying it. I'm a psycho loon. Another song whose lyrics I like.

Hmm, and this song that just came on the radio, and I know Everclear when I hear them. I have no idea if it's old or new, but it's not about a garden, a father of his, or anything being wonderful, which is the extent of my shallow Everclear knowledge. Okay, maybe not for this list... whatever. Living beside the ocean, anyone? Anyone? Bueller?

"Million Miles Away"- The Offspring
Okay, this one's definately not mellow, and it sounds very much like Offspring. You wouldn't think so, you know what with it being their song and all... I love the ending, the franticness of it all.

"Creatures For A While"- 311
I had no hope for 311, and I couldn't believe this was their song. It kicks ass. Okay, in the refrain, they say something that sounds like "I wanna blow up France" but I'm willing to chalk that up to my lack of mad auditory skills, or sarcasm.

I grow tired of this. I think I will cease. Hoorah, I say, Hoorah!

Banners and My Thoughts On Them- It's almost as exciting as grandma's panties, isn't it?
Banners are cool. There. I said it, in all the simplified glory of my non-letter-writing generation, because stamps cost f***ing 37 cents, not to mention the envelope and the having to go to the mail box to send it, so that's why I don't like writing letters all that much, you old, old people who claim that it's sad.

Although I don't mind writing letters all that much. But e-mail is better, until it starts to wise up and destroys us.

Banners are like patches for your webpage. And most of the Sirius Black ones are kinda stupid. Or at least doesn't reflect how I feel. I REALIZE denial isn't just a river in Egypt, okay, I GET IT. Doesn't mean I have to proclaim it to anybody who happens to stumble upon this blog, for whatever perverted reasons you may have.

Anyway, I gotta find some band ones... later.

Um, I don't know how many of you are Potterheads, but, er, spoilers for the 5th book ahead- I can't believe you haven't read it
I guess this entry could be a memorial to Sirius Black. My favorite character. I am dead serious... okay, wrong choice of words... I'm not joking, how 'bout that? I had a crush on him, a real crush on a not-so-real man. He was so awesome to Harry, and to Remus (Pr. Lupin, if you're nasty... or canon). He was brave, he was rash, he was smart and lonely, he kicked Snape's ass... even though I love Snape as well... whatever. He should have died if he wanted a memorial. Okay, and of course it helped that he was drop-dead gorgeuous... In my head. I've never seen the man, because he doesn't exist. But I cried when he died, I was so sure that he couldn't have died... I was so depressed. I felt guilty. I loved him. And now he is gone forever.

I weep, for Padfoot will never return.

OKay, I realize this has stopped bordering and become scarily like schizophrenia, but rest assured, it isn't, unless I'm lying. I just love the books, and it's very, very emotional for me... oh, screw you, you were freaked out when Darth was Luke's father, too. Leave me alone.

Or, you know, *big, pleading smile* post a comment.

Here's Me Talking About My Dream Last Night- Go On, Pretend You Care
Hmm, yes, well, I woke up from a very odd dream. I was a model, trying on clothes with this other model, and when we were done trying them on, the other model had made a mess we had to clean up. Then I was at school. It's only July 11th, and I want to go to school. Well, not really. I'm bored, but content. But I'd be content if I went to school, too... I'm just one big ball of apathy. Anyway, I was at school, and I went to the bathroom to check on how I look (which I never do- I usually wait until I find a shiny surface... which isn't a long wait, as my cheap school is 95% glass. I might be exagerrating, but not by a lot.) because I had eyeliner on... maybe because yesterday I left the house wearing eyeliner for the first time in my life. There was a bit about some guy opening up a shop, but I don't know how that fits into this... I lost my schedule in my bag, after I came back from deciding to audition for another JCS play after school... then I almost realized I was dreaming, but not quite. Then I went to a lunchroom (green house, so called because of it's green chairs- still with me?) and my brother and his special-ed aid were there, and it must have been an early period, because very few people were there.
Yes, exactly, just what I thought. I think I'm gonna just put up some quotes I like next. Or a banner.

I have such an odd sense of humor :)

I was born in the Year 1989 And my favorite color is Three

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Bored, bored, people with lives don't make BLOGS!!! ARGH!!!
New Orleans-
Well, what the heading suggests. I am bored and feel like bitching about it to you. I DO have a life, unfortunately, I left it in Chicago.
Not to upset the people who do make blogs. Though I doubt anybody is looking at this to get upset anyway.
Here visiting my dad, it's not terrible, it's just there's not much I can do and very little money to do the things available to me. The interent is my solace during the weekdays when people are at work. How does one make friends when one is underage and knows no one?
Cults?