Because I got borned.
And here is a birthday meme of sorts to celebrate the birth of my awesomeness.
Look up your birthday in Wikipedia. Pick 4 events, 3 births, 2 deaths, and 1 holiday.
Events
1. 1938- The Archbishop of Dubuque, Francis J. L. Beckman, denounces Swing music as "a degenerated musical system... turned loose to gnaw away at the moral fiber of young people", warning that it leads down a "primrose path to hell.
(I don't know why I put that in. It just struck me as being somewhat amusing. I am amused. Hear me LOL.)
2. 1875- The first performance of the Piano Concerto No. 1 by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky is given in Boston, Massachusetts with Hans von Bülow as soloist.
3. 2001 - Windows XP first became available. (Because that's important, you know)
4. 1147 - Seljuk Turks defeat German crusaders under Conrad III at the Battle of Dorylaeum.
Births
1. 1825 - Johann Strauss II, Austrian composer. (Oh that is just way too freaking cool, man)
2. 1957- Nancy Cartwright, American actress. ( BART! Bart Simpson! Oh the awesomeness!).
3. 1915 - Ivan M. Niven, Canadian mathematician.
Deaths
1. 2002 - Richard Harris, Irish actor.
2. 2004 - John Peel, British disc jockey.
You see? Even the people who die on my birthday are awesome.
Holiday
Romania - Day of the Romanian Army.
I'm just gonna hang around and uh, be 18, I suppose. You people stay awesome as well.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
My Life Must Be In A Pretty Sad Place When The Happiness Of My Soul Depends So Much Upon A TV Show.
But I don't really care. I'm deprived, I'm suffering from delayed withdrawal symptoms (which include perking up suddenly everytime the name 'Jensen' appears on a TV screen) and I need new episodes of Supernatural now. I understand the whole deal with the writers' strike and all (and I lyurve them writers, I do) but one year really is too long to make a girl wait.
Things I Miss About Supernatural.
1. Teh pretty.
I watch this show for the intricate plot, the intelligent dialogue, and the smart references to actual legends and mythology, and also for the philosophical thinky thoughts it makes me think about.
Really.
I do.
Really. Sheesh.
2. The 1967 Chevy Impala.
The only car in existence I can name by year, model and make. Sexiest piece of machinery on the idiot box. If the Impala died, I would cry.
3. Teh Pretty + The 1967 Chevy Impala = Short term superficial gratuitous joy for the fangirl's soul
All right I admit it. Quite a large part of the reason I actually watch Supernatural is for the excessive levels of pretty on the show. The magnitude of Sexy is just too much for its own good. Even the clothes the two boys wear are sexy. And if I told you that I would still watch it if any two other even mildly less good-looking people were cast in the plum roles of the brothers Winchester, then I would be a lying liar who lies.
4. Dean Winchester
One of my favourite fictional characters of all times. Times, with an s, mind. The man is a fangirl's fantasy come true. He's all cocky bad-ass-porn-watching-mullet rock-listening-face-stuffing-demon-hunting-women-objectifying-devoted-son-big-brother-and-all-round-kick-asser. He can stuff so much food in his piehole he looks like he may tear his face in half. He is a manly man who shoots guns and says no to chick flicks and says "Dude!" a lot, and hides all his pain deep deep inside where nobody can see it, and when he really really has to cry all you get to see is one teeny itty bitty teardrop, because his dad messed him up so bad (screw you, Papa Winchester!) and made him go all psychologically repressive, and despite his macho and cocksure arrogance and tough-guy persona he has heartbreakingly low levels of self-esteem and painful insecurities, especially about his family leaving him when they no longer need his bad-ass protection, and the struggle he goes through in holding up that mask he uses to hide the fact that he does indeed feel emotion, probably more acutely than most people. Oh Dean. How you hide your raw and vulnerable need for affection. The fangirls' collective hearts bleed for thee! He's just like those M&Ms he enjoys so much; hard shell on the outside, soft and squishy on the inside. Fangirls go "Awww!" and want to pat him on the head and feed him chicken soup and give him huggies. Well, no. Actually we want to rip his clothes off, throw him up against a wall and bang his lights out.
But we'll totally follow up with soup and cuddles. Promise.
Also the fact that Jensen Ackles is pretty much the hottest dude on TV doesn't really hurt that much.
5. Dean-isms.
I love writers. I really really do. However allegedly mediocre this show may be, the one-liners are absolutely killer. The specialty among these are of course, the classic Dean-isms. Things only Dean Winchester would ever think of saying, and only Dean Winchester could ever get away with.
Selected Dean-isms:
Things I Miss About Supernatural.
1. Teh pretty.
I watch this show for the intricate plot, the intelligent dialogue, and the smart references to actual legends and mythology, and also for the philosophical thinky thoughts it makes me think about.
Really.
I do.
Really. Sheesh.
2. The 1967 Chevy Impala.
The only car in existence I can name by year, model and make. Sexiest piece of machinery on the idiot box. If the Impala died, I would cry.
3. Teh Pretty + The 1967 Chevy Impala = Short term superficial gratuitous joy for the fangirl's soul
All right I admit it. Quite a large part of the reason I actually watch Supernatural is for the excessive levels of pretty on the show. The magnitude of Sexy is just too much for its own good. Even the clothes the two boys wear are sexy. And if I told you that I would still watch it if any two other even mildly less good-looking people were cast in the plum roles of the brothers Winchester, then I would be a lying liar who lies.
4. Dean Winchester
One of my favourite fictional characters of all times. Times, with an s, mind. The man is a fangirl's fantasy come true. He's all cocky bad-ass-porn-watching-mullet rock-listening-face-stuffing-demon-hunting-women-objectifying-devoted-son-big-brother-and-all-round-kick-asser. He can stuff so much food in his piehole he looks like he may tear his face in half. He is a manly man who shoots guns and says no to chick flicks and says "Dude!" a lot, and hides all his pain deep deep inside where nobody can see it, and when he really really has to cry all you get to see is one teeny itty bitty teardrop, because his dad messed him up so bad (screw you, Papa Winchester!) and made him go all psychologically repressive, and despite his macho and cocksure arrogance and tough-guy persona he has heartbreakingly low levels of self-esteem and painful insecurities, especially about his family leaving him when they no longer need his bad-ass protection, and the struggle he goes through in holding up that mask he uses to hide the fact that he does indeed feel emotion, probably more acutely than most people. Oh Dean. How you hide your raw and vulnerable need for affection. The fangirls' collective hearts bleed for thee! He's just like those M&Ms he enjoys so much; hard shell on the outside, soft and squishy on the inside. Fangirls go "Awww!" and want to pat him on the head and feed him chicken soup and give him huggies. Well, no. Actually we want to rip his clothes off, throw him up against a wall and bang his lights out.
But we'll totally follow up with soup and cuddles. Promise.
Also the fact that Jensen Ackles is pretty much the hottest dude on TV doesn't really hurt that much.
5. Dean-isms.
I love writers. I really really do. However allegedly mediocre this show may be, the one-liners are absolutely killer. The specialty among these are of course, the classic Dean-isms. Things only Dean Winchester would ever think of saying, and only Dean Winchester could ever get away with.
Selected Dean-isms:
*Dude, you fugly.
*What's in the booooooooooooox?
* Sweetheart, I don't do shorts.
* I hope your apple pie is freakin' worth it!!
*Well, I’m not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren’t even hot.
*Because I'm the oldest which means I'm always right (and I can totally vouch for that, dude).
*Neil!? It's your grief counsellors. We've come to...hug...
And my personal favourite
* Bite your tongue, heathen.
6. Leather jackets, brass amulets, and silver promise rings.
GUH.
I'm sorry. I know I was about to say something really intelligent but uh--.
What?
7. Brotherly love.
Not since Nathan and Peter Petrelli has televisionland ever seen such overflowing amounts of brotherly affection. It's somehow a lot more touching than romantic love, mainly because it just does something to my emo parts to see a dude willing to have himself killed for the sake of his baby brother's safety. ( We are referring to Dean in this case, of course. I kind of like him, if I haven't made it clear yet). It's like a little ray of wibbly sunshine, when you know everything in the show will be all right despite the selling-the-soul-to-Hell and the apocalypse-Apocalypse because epic bromantic BROTHERLY LOVE trumps all, dammit! Including death!
8. The gun that kills everything.
It's very convenient indeed to have a gun that pretty much kills every known supernatural being with just a bullet. But the lameness of this can be readily excused, because like everything else on this show, the Colt .45 gun is made of pure, undeniable Sexy. Also, Dean is the one who gets to shoot it all the time, which only adds to the general quotient of Sexy.
9. The throwback to the X-Files.
Not since the demise of The X-files ( rest in peace, O Greatest Show In History Of Teevee) has there been a show that deals with freaky supernatural-ish stuff as its main theme. There have been a slew of law dramas, a whole host of medical tear-jerkers, an obscene number of CSIs (seriously, enough already) but never anything quite resembling ye olde kick-ass team of Mulder and Scully Ltd. And sure, Mulder and Scully were never even half as sexy as the brothers Winchester, they didn't have leather jackets, a provocative car or the gun that killed everything (see No.8). And neither Sam nor Dean have red hair, and they never made out in the shower room-thing-place. Ew. But I find myself washing in waves of nostalgia everytime Supernatural comes on. Nothing man can create will ever come close to The Files of X, but Supernatural is a pretty decent effort, all in all.
Also, those boys are reeelly reeelly purty.
10. The abundance of Fire.
There is plenty of fire in this show. I mean like, freaking loads. In the opening title card, every-freaking-where. And fire is Sexy.
Also note that while fire may be pretty hot, Dean Winchester is hotter.
Just something you should know.
11. Unabashed Lameness.
Yes, this show can be really really lame sometimes. I've mentioned the infuriating inconsistencies, the plot holes you can stick your noggin through and the occasional plain ridiculousness of the liberties the writers take with modifying actual mythology to suit their means. But what makes me forgive the makers of this here show is the fact they seem aware of their own lameness when they're guilty of it. They don't take themselves too seriously. They don't insult my intelligence. And above all, it's a show that doesn't pretend to be anything more than it is. It's one hour a week of two gorgeous boys kicking demon-ass (and if you're lucky, one of them may decide that it's very necessary for him to remove his shirt, for whatever reason), and it's fun and I enjoy it for what it is and it's a terrific form of escapism. I love other shows too, but sometimes they just get a little too high-brow and intelligent for me;Heroes and its long-winded philosophical monologues, and House, where most of the time everybody sits around and psychoanalyses House so we can all marvel at what a twisted, complex and fascinating character he is, and thus admire him (I do love the House, though). And in any case, no matter how stupidly lame an episode of Supernatural gets, there is always a kickasstastic gold-standard Dean-ism (see No.5) thrown in to redeem it.
12. The evil supernatural thingies that go around harming people and being well, supernatural, so that the brothers Winchester have to show up and have to try and get rid of it and they usually get all hot/sweaty/greasy/bloody/dirty/shirtless in the process and it all just adds to Teh Pretty (see No.1) quotient.
I watch this show for the plot. I told you.
13. The Winchesters' apparent inability to ever die or get hurt. In the long term.
Members of the Familia Winchester are bruise-proof, crippling-long-term-injury-proof, and scar-proof. You'd think that after all the pummelling, scratching, punching, stabbing, knife-wielding, gun-shooting battle royales the pair get into (some of those scuffles did not necessarily invove demons), that the brudders Winchester would have some permanent war tattoos to show for it all. But nay my good people; with every new episode the dynamic duo appear smooth-faced, clean-shaven, with pretty hair and pretty skin, nary a spot nor a blemish to mar their gorgeous features. 'Tis only proof of how very biologically superior the brothers Winchester are compared to us lowly easily-blue-blacked mortals. Also, the brothers Winchester can never die. Well not exactly- they can actually kick the bucket more times than regular people can. It has stuff to do with a constant cycle of one brother selling his soul to Hell to save the other which will take too long to explain. Suffice to say that each of the brothers Winchester has been killed off and then resurrected at least once (multiple times in Dean's case). At this stage, the only thing that could ever really drive the fangirls into a suicidal frenzy is if Dean had all his hair shaved off. He'd still look hot, mind you.
I'll stop there. Thirteen is such a lovely number for this post, no?
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Weeds and Memes, They Grow On My Blog.
For the sake of a fresh post, I'll do anything. The BAP is all dried up thanks to exams coming up very soon. Onwards with the never-ending tagging!
The Very Edited Meme From Grace
Today did you..
Talk to someone you like: No. Well, my mom. I don't like her, though. I lyurve her. But I suppose you need to like someone in order to love them. My mom, then.
Kissed anyone: only the back of my hand. Ha! (I ditto, Grace)
Get sick: Only when I think of all the textbooks I have to swallow by next Tuesday.
Talk to an ex: Nope. If I had one, I probably wouldn't have, either.
Miss someone: Many someones, yeah.
Eat: I forgot to eat my lunch. It's become a worrying habit, this whole forgetting-to-eat-lunch business. It's never any other meal. Just lunch.
Kick a llama: Yeah, I did actually! On my way to school. I saw one by the side of the road and gave it a good smack upside the arse.
Drink asparagus juice: EW no.
Talk to a hot German boy: No, but I have dreamed of it. German footballers are quite especially hot.
Pay attention in lectures: Yes. No. Yes. I don't remember.
Meet the man of your dreams and end up finding out he likes your best friend instead and stabbed him with a spork till he bled and stained your shoes and made you cry: Darnit! That would have made my day a whole heck of a lot more interesting. Hey what's a spork ey?
Is there a person who is on your mind now: only the guy of my dreams who likes my best friend instead and so I stabbed him with a spork until he bled and stained my shoes and then I cried. But I didn't really mind because my shoes are black canvas, so you can't really tell.
Do you want children: I want Jensen Ackles' babies. Can that be arranged?
Do you like your hand-writing:Excessively. I always take the time to admire it after I finish an essay or something.
Are your toe nails painted: Uh huh. A combination of purple and silver. I'm a coward, so the only way I rebel in public is by wearing somewhat outrageous toenail polish. I know! I'm a wild thang!
Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: OOoh. Do you want the whole list? Because I totally have time, you know.
When did you cry last: I forgot.
Are you a friendly person: On the Internet, I am. Meet me in real life and I'm a stinking snob. Really.
Where is the person you have feelings for right now: Beats me. Making love to his wife, I guess. Ick.
Have you ever crawled through a window: The windows are about ten feet up the wall, so first I'd have to climb up there, and then I'd find grilles. So no. No window climbing.
Can you handle the truth: I saw that movie too! Was it not awesome?
Who was the last person you cried in front of: Myself. Although technically I wasn't crying in front of a mirror or anything, so.
Do you eat healthy: Define healthy.
Do you still have pictures of you & your ex: Absolutely. I take it out and stare at it and show people and act all obsessive and then they get scared and leave.
Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you: Yes. Usually I get pissed when someone says mean stuff to me, but it's a genetic fallibility of mine that my temper is wired straight to my tear ducts. I get angry, I cry. It's annoying, and embarassing. And it makes me forget all the bad words I want to say.
Are you loud or quiet most of the time: in this head, i am loud. ( Ditto, Grace)
Are you confident:In this head, I am
And let's 'ave another one shall we?
the rules:
List 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 surprising facts, & then tag 3 others.
3 Joys.
1. Grace got me a boombox t-shirt for my birthday, which I have not seen yet, but is bound to be awesome.
2. Heroes season 3 hath returned to the screens-eth of my idiot box. Eth.
3. I spent all afternoon reading fan fiction, which is lame. But it brought me joy. Of a very lame kind.
3 Fears
1. That AXN will never ever ever show season 3 of Supernatural. Ever. The thought of it, it paralyses my mind and my bowels.
2. That I will fail my exams in a very spectacular manner.
3. That I will run out of ink halfway through my macro economics paper. Oh my kingdom for a pen with INK!
3 current obsessions
1. Jensen Ackles. Or should I say, Dean Winchester? GUH.
2. Jeff Buckley's version of Hallelujah. I play it over. And over. And over. And over. And over. And over. Before school. After school. At meals. When I watch TV. My parents are concerned.
3. Doodling. I doodle more than ever these days. It's like the doodling phase of my late adolescence.
3 surprising facts. Be surprised. And if you're not, then just dig into your inner hypocrite and fake it, dammit.
1. I have not mentioned you-know-who (*ahem ahem*) one single time in this entire post.
2. I type only with two fingers at a time. And I'm fast, you hear?
3. I'm eating tuna sandwiches right now. And typing. With two fingers. And still not mentioning you-know-who's name.
3 people to tag.
Tag yourselves, folks.
The Very Edited Meme From Grace
Today did you..
Talk to someone you like: No. Well, my mom. I don't like her, though. I lyurve her. But I suppose you need to like someone in order to love them. My mom, then.
Kissed anyone: only the back of my hand. Ha! (I ditto, Grace)
Get sick: Only when I think of all the textbooks I have to swallow by next Tuesday.
Talk to an ex: Nope. If I had one, I probably wouldn't have, either.
Miss someone: Many someones, yeah.
Eat: I forgot to eat my lunch. It's become a worrying habit, this whole forgetting-to-eat-lunch business. It's never any other meal. Just lunch.
Kick a llama: Yeah, I did actually! On my way to school. I saw one by the side of the road and gave it a good smack upside the arse.
Drink asparagus juice: EW no.
Talk to a hot German boy: No, but I have dreamed of it. German footballers are quite especially hot.
Pay attention in lectures: Yes. No. Yes. I don't remember.
Meet the man of your dreams and end up finding out he likes your best friend instead and stabbed him with a spork till he bled and stained your shoes and made you cry: Darnit! That would have made my day a whole heck of a lot more interesting. Hey what's a spork ey?
Is there a person who is on your mind now: only the guy of my dreams who likes my best friend instead and so I stabbed him with a spork until he bled and stained my shoes and then I cried. But I didn't really mind because my shoes are black canvas, so you can't really tell.
Do you want children: I want Jensen Ackles' babies. Can that be arranged?
Do you like your hand-writing:Excessively. I always take the time to admire it after I finish an essay or something.
Are your toe nails painted: Uh huh. A combination of purple and silver. I'm a coward, so the only way I rebel in public is by wearing somewhat outrageous toenail polish. I know! I'm a wild thang!
Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: OOoh. Do you want the whole list? Because I totally have time, you know.
When did you cry last: I forgot.
Are you a friendly person: On the Internet, I am. Meet me in real life and I'm a stinking snob. Really.
Where is the person you have feelings for right now: Beats me. Making love to his wife, I guess. Ick.
Have you ever crawled through a window: The windows are about ten feet up the wall, so first I'd have to climb up there, and then I'd find grilles. So no. No window climbing.
Can you handle the truth: I saw that movie too! Was it not awesome?
Who was the last person you cried in front of: Myself. Although technically I wasn't crying in front of a mirror or anything, so.
Do you eat healthy: Define healthy.
Do you still have pictures of you & your ex: Absolutely. I take it out and stare at it and show people and act all obsessive and then they get scared and leave.
Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you: Yes. Usually I get pissed when someone says mean stuff to me, but it's a genetic fallibility of mine that my temper is wired straight to my tear ducts. I get angry, I cry. It's annoying, and embarassing. And it makes me forget all the bad words I want to say.
Are you loud or quiet most of the time: in this head, i am loud. ( Ditto, Grace)
Are you confident:In this head, I am
And let's 'ave another one shall we?
the rules:
List 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 surprising facts, & then tag 3 others.
3 Joys.
1. Grace got me a boombox t-shirt for my birthday, which I have not seen yet, but is bound to be awesome.
2. Heroes season 3 hath returned to the screens-eth of my idiot box. Eth.
3. I spent all afternoon reading fan fiction, which is lame. But it brought me joy. Of a very lame kind.
3 Fears
1. That AXN will never ever ever show season 3 of Supernatural. Ever. The thought of it, it paralyses my mind and my bowels.
2. That I will fail my exams in a very spectacular manner.
3. That I will run out of ink halfway through my macro economics paper. Oh my kingdom for a pen with INK!
3 current obsessions
1. Jensen Ackles. Or should I say, Dean Winchester? GUH.
2. Jeff Buckley's version of Hallelujah. I play it over. And over. And over. And over. And over. And over. Before school. After school. At meals. When I watch TV. My parents are concerned.
3. Doodling. I doodle more than ever these days. It's like the doodling phase of my late adolescence.
3 surprising facts. Be surprised. And if you're not, then just dig into your inner hypocrite and fake it, dammit.
1. I have not mentioned you-know-who (*ahem ahem*) one single time in this entire post.
2. I type only with two fingers at a time. And I'm fast, you hear?
3. I'm eating tuna sandwiches right now. And typing. With two fingers. And still not mentioning you-know-who's name.
3 people to tag.
Tag yourselves, folks.
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