Disobedient Neurons

For any who might be wondering...

-NO, I haven't done my laundry yet. Bite me.

-YES, I am almost entirely out of food, but I'm sure I can survive on pancakes and oatmeal. I will find a way to the grocery store eventually.

-NO, I haven't been very social lately. Wanna know why? I'm not social!

-Also, I have not received my textbook in the mail, no I don't know which mailbox is mine yet, that extra money I spent was on nail polish, and the coat I like is this one but I'm still open to suggestions.

Rawr.

And the reasons for most of these? My brain's on vacation. I've sunken into this odd mindset of being capable of doing one responsible thing per day. For example: I wrote out a daily schedule for my homework. I told myself that I would stick to this and I'm going to be a responsible little nerd and get all of my late work done so that I can actually focus on the homework that's due this week. And then I was all warm and glowy from this responsible making of the schedule, and my brain decided that was enough for the day.

Or like yesterday, I sat down to do my design homework. I put in my headphones to keep me focused (and then proceeded to watch old Stargate SG-1 episodes for a couple hours), then got out my art supplies and cut paper to the right size for my project. And I was like, "The paper is the right size now! Woohoo!" And my brain was like, "Yeah, I'm done."

So it took a coffee break. Until this morning.

If anybody still reads this blog and knows anything about getting my neurons to function against their will, please help?

P.S. You know that design project? It's due today. Ha ha haaa....*facepalm*

Happy School Year (sorta)!

Actually, school started a couple weeks ago but I was too lazy to write anything. I am now in my second semester of college! Whoo! My classes this semester are English Lit, Art History, Design 2, Drawing 2, and Color and Concept Development. Yeah. Four art classes, and no math. Somehow, even with my total inability to comprehend numbers, I think a math may have been easier.

I'm realizing that one of the things I like most about college is the professors. Not just their teaching styles, but that they have really vibrant personalities. To get this across, I shall do some impersonations. Some of these are less impersonations than they are straight up quotes.

-English: "So by a count of hands, who thinks the main character got what he deserved? Who thinks he didn't? Who doesn't give a shit?" People actually raised their hands on the last one. xP

-Art History: "A fetish object is something that a person gives power to. I could carry this mint around in my pocket for good luck and be like that guy from Lord of the Rings with My Preciou-" *cracksmash* "Oops, I dropped it."

-Design: *gives an hour and a half long demonstration on how to mix water with gouache*

-Drawing: "But where is your mind? If I smash open your head, will I find one? How does the weight of the second floor get down to the first floor? Can you see the energy? Then how do you know it's there?"

-Colors: "Colors aren't real. You see, if I put this this piece of paper on top of that one, it changes. And if I put the same color on top of another one, it changes again. And if I put a darker one underneath the bottom one, it gives the illusion of space. Okay?" Meanwhile, the students' minds are doing backflips trying to figure out why this works.

Sometimes I think that English and Colors are more like Psychology classes, and Drawing is more like Physics. I'm pretty sure that what I'm paying these people to do at this point is to tie my brain into knots every Thursday. I don't know what's real after my Drawing class. It's like the freaking Matrix. o.o

In addition to that, there's my dorm. Somehow I lucked out and the only room that was available to me this semester was a single. This means that when the roommates are loud, I can close my door and read in peace. It also means that I have privacy, lots more space to do things and not feel claustrophobic in, and nobody is telling me that I'm a dirty, lazy person who brings food into her room and leaves it there. Please to kindly ignore the two-day old cheese on my desk.

My roommates are nice, which is a big improvement over last semester when half of them ignored me and the other half yelled at me because there was fuzz on the carpet. They're loud and frequently (if not daily) invite friends over and then become even louder, but this is not as much of a problem because I have a door.

Precious door.

...my preeecious.

*hug*

An Ordinary Day

Hunter and I woke up early today to make venison jerky for the trip up to a cabin in a couple days. My mom yelled at us because she thought we'd been up all night and was convinced we were lying. We mixed up the marinade for the jerky while fending off the cat, who liked the smell of venison but wouldn't eat the scrap I gave him. I took a nap after that.

A little bit after I woke up, we took the pets to be boarded for the trip. One of the people there was neurotic and shouted whatever she said. I don't think either of the pets or I will like her. Too loud. The other person there offered Hunter a job. He'll probably take it. After we left the boarding place, we went to Big Lots to look for floaty things to play with in the water. We didn't find any because they'd replaced it all with school supplies. The make up selection there was crap, but I did get a soda. My mom still wanted to look for floaty things, so we went to Walgreen's. I stayed in the make up isle and looked at the nail polish, but the colors I liked were too expensive (7 bucks for Sally Hansen? Seriously?). As they were leaving, I found a nice selection of cheaper ones, including a nice duochrome blue. They walked out without telling me, and I had to run after them.

At 4:00, Hunter took out the strips of marinated venison and set them out on racks. I didn't do it because I can't stand touching raw meat. Once it was quiet again, I turned on the TV and started watching Pride & Prejudice. At some point, I had the random urge to go outside. I took a walk down to the end of the street and found that the grassy area was all covered in caterpillars. I watched them for a while, then I went back. On the way back, I realized that walking on asphalt with bare feet is not the most comfortable thing in the world.

Once I was back, I walked around on the soft, smooth tile in the kitchen. I wanted to keep watching my movie, but Hunter had changed the channel. I went upstairs to my room, and Mom yelled at me to do something. I couldn't understand her very well, but at this point I didn't care what she was saying so I ignored her.

Now it's 6:00 and she's calling me again. Probably for dinner. Dinner is plain pasta with a few meatballs, which is hardly ever satisfying. Meanwhile, the house is filling up with the smell of the jerky that is getting harder and harder not to eat.

Yay, life.

Lotsa Reds

This summer, I suddenly fell in love with nail polish and lipstick. I have no idea why it popped up like this, but I think it's here to stay. Nail polish was first.

I think, actually, this love of having pretty colors on my nails started with those fake things I had. Sure, I couldn't do much with my hands while I wore them, but they were long, colorful, and pretty. And now that the damage from getting the things has finally grown out, go figure that my nails are long and pretty. So I needed colors.

And that's when I discovered that the only nail polish I knew I owned was a pink that had gotten so thick it was annoying, and the materials to give myself a French manicure (which I suck at doing, by the way. Even with the stickers). This lead me to go searching...into the closet. Specifically, my mom's closet because I know there's a ton of old make up lurking in there.

And that's where I found this beauty:

Cherries in the Snow. The name could not be more fitting. It is literally cherry red, in all the brights and darks. We bought cherries not long after I found this, and I confused my fingers for the fruit. Seriously cherry red.

At that point, I was satisfied on the nail polish front, but I still wanted lipstick. I'd gotten it into my head that for whatever reason, I needed something bright. Maybe it's because I'm sick of being shy or something, or because I swoon for the classiness in those photos of old movie stars with the wavy hair, and the pale skin, and the bright red lipstick.

Fast forward a week. I'm sick of red. I want blue. I've been tagging along on every trip to anywhere that sells nail polish and sneaking off to the make up section to look for it. On one such trip to the make up section, I passed the Revlon area. Because I am spontaneously in love with all things Revlon as well (Don't ask. No clue.), I stopped to look at the lipsticks.

LO AND BEHOLD! I found this:

Cherries in the Snow. It has a lipstick. I begged. It was bought. I tried it on in the car. This is red. Holy fairies of lipstick, this is RED. It's red, and fuchsia, and oh so bright. It's perfect. As long as Revlon makes this, I will never want another lipstick.

Did I mention that it looks awesome on me? It does. No photos for now though, because it's in the other room and I have a kitten on my lap. Just suffice to say, I look good in red.

Weekly Roundup #2

Well, it's maintenance day on WoW which means I'm not going to have much to do until 2pm, and nothing has happened that was spectacular enough to get its own blog post, so here's another weekly roundup.

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-If role players wrote movie scripts, we'd all be rich.
Okay, maybe not all of us, but a pretty good number. On Saturday, the officers of my guild (including me) held a private meeting to discuss matters that had to do with the rest of the members. It started off that way, at least. Before we knew it, the Captain went absolutely nuts thanks to previous plots and a convenient voice in her head. The conversation (and duel!) lasted for several hours and I ended up going to sleep after 3 in the morning. We were all on the edges of our seats. Those eating salad forgot to chew. There were many Star Wars references. Here's a sample:

Those two people you can just barely see behind the gigantic wall of text are Lanica and Jovanna. The ones that are easier to see are Astera and me.

Even though it was WAY past our bedtimes and hardly any of us could focus (you should have seen our Out of Character chatting while this was going on) due to lack of sleep, the entire scene was epic. We all pretty much agreed, if Sterling were a movie, we would all be rich and have many awards.

-Sleep is good.
Last night is the only night in a week or so that I got more than 4-5 hours of sleep, and that's because I went to sleep at 1am instead of 3...or 4, or 6. Sure it was worth it. All those hours I wasn't sleeping, I was doing stuff like that screenshot up there ^. I've definitely been exhausted, though. I wouldn't have missed all that awesome role playing for the world, but I really wish it could have taken place before midnight. I stayed up anyway, though. Diligently. Let nobody say that I don't take my fun seriously.

-Poor kitteh got snipped. :(
Jack the kitty got neutered yesterday. Poor Jack. He hid in the back of a closet after he got home and now he's medicated up the wazoo. Such is the life of quadrupeds.

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That's pretty much all I've got this week. Yay, excitement! Maybe next week there'll be something for me to do away from the computer screen. >.>

Interwebs Roundup #1

I figure that since I spend most of my time on the internet, I should probably write about things that happen there too. Thus, I have decided that every once in a while, I'll give an update on the fun/interesting/somewhat bizarre things I have found while wandering through the great expanses of the interwebs.

First up, TKB Trading.

At first glance, it looks sort of odd and professional-ish, but after looking through the site for a while, I realized that it has lots of potential for fun. Lots. TKB Trading sells everything you need and more to make your own make up. It even has free recipes. Making your own make up. Store quality, or better. Is that cool or what? I think it would be awesome to get a group of friends together and have a mad scientist party or something.

The bad news? Since TKB is a wholesaler, they have $15 minimum for purchases. That, combined with how addictive it will probably be once I actually make something, means that if I start buying from this place I will probably have no money left for food. :(

2. Adagio Tea.

Tea is yummy. Personally, I prefer fruity herbal teas, but pretty much everything is good. Well, almost. What I didn't realize for a while is that the regular tea that comes in bags and is sold in grocery stores is very crappy quality. How do you tell? Aside from wherever the little leaves may come from, the point is that they're little. They're dust; crushed up little bits. Crushed up little bits is not tea, it is the leftovers of tea. It's whatever was left at the bottom of the barrel when they cleared out the other stuff. You know, the good stuff.

Good news! Adagio sells the good stuff. Whole leaves, petals, and berries. It's more expensive (In most cases, $2 for a sample, $7 for a full size, $20-ish for the supergimongous), but you can really taste the difference. I bought three samples a couple weeks ago: Masala Chai, Berry Blues, and Sour Apple.

The Chai is tasty black tea with cloves and some other various spices. In fact, whole cloves take up about as much of the sample bag as the actual tea leaves. You could probably use the stuff to season something. After some experimenting, I found out that it's best at 1 1/2 teaspoons per cup, with the water microwaved for two minutes. It's a smooth and very aromatic tea, and you can really taste the cloves and cinnamon. I'm not a huge fan of chai in general, but it's good stuff.

Berry Blues is my personal favorite. It has hibiscus petals, apple chunks, and blueberries. Yep. Whole berries. It's tart and sweet, and when you're done steeping it you can eat the apple chunks. They're tasty. I'm definitely ordering the regular size of this because my sample is almost gone.

I'm not a fan of the Sour Apple. It's too tart, and that's pretty much all I can taste. The name is definitely fitting. Then again, I might have put too much of the tea in my make-it-yourself bag. Apparently loose leaf tea is finicky that way. It's still not my favorite.

3. Killing your guildmates is fun. :D

One of the other officers in my guild on WoW thinks that we should try doing more PvP (Player vs. Player) combat. This would be nice, except for one little hitch: While she and her girlfriend may be awesome at PvP, the rest of us aren't very good. To solve this problem, I suggested we gather once a week to beat each other into bloody pulps in the name of hands-on learning.

It works. As we fight each other, we learn our own and each other's weaknesses and improve on them. If we keep this up, we'll be a force to reckon with. Either that, or sad little puddles on the ground. Unfortunately, a few hours after we started (Way to tell it was successful: it lasted two hours longer than I planned), some Horde showed up and killed all of us for the fun of it. We realized that if we want to keep this up (and we do), we're going to have to keep changing our fighting spot. Otherwise we'll have weekly ganking sessions instead of practice.

And that's it for the weekly roundup! I'll try to post another next week.

Summer Update!

Yay, summer!

I know I haven't posted in a while. That's for a few reasons, and for once my laziness is not one of them. The most important reason is that I was getting a lot of unwanted attention for a while, to the point of harassment and maybe even cyberstalking. Seriously. No embellishment. I looked up the legal definitions of both, and this fit. I stopped posting on most of the websites I normally visit because I'm pretty certain this guy read everything and I didn't want him having normal updates on my life. Thankfully, he seems to have backed off. If you are he, please stop reading this and leave.

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Is he gone? Kay.

Other than those issues, I've actually been having a nice summer. Alright, other than those issues, and a REALLY BAD sunburn, I've been having a nice summer. Stupid UV rays. Now I have a weird tan. >.>

I went to the beach with some friends I haven't seen in a while (possibly a year or two), and had lots of fun there. We spent a few hours diving into waves, feeding cheese puffs to the seagulls and trying to swim up to a pelican we named Larry. After we left, we went to Sonic and I discovered two unfortunate things: 1 - I was redder than a lobster. All of us were, actually. We were probably the whitest people on the beach when we got there. 2 - They smoked. Icky.

The next week was full of pain because of my stupid sunburn.

Since then, the only contact I've had with things outside my house has been WoW, and going to see Killers with my mom. I am now craving human contact, and seriously wishing I could run over to Washington because half my available friends live there. Stupid geographical issues.

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In other news (meaning things that are not stupid and/or complaint worthy) I've sort of spontaneously developed a love of nail polish and bright red lipstick. Problem? I lack nail polish and bright red lipstick. I only have one of each. *grumble*

Okay, maybe it is complaint worthy.

Darn!