Shopping for moi!

Like most girls (note I said most, not all) I love shopping. I love shopping for electronics, for video games, for food, but most of all, for clothes.

As it's getting to be autumn now, of course comes the love for autumn trends, and from there, a lust to shop.

Here's just some lovely things I intend to get this autumn.


1. Greyhound Tour Tunic
This tunic dress is just too cute--the neck is awesome. I don't own too many dresses, so... yeah, yummy.


2. Pollution Effect Tee
It's cute. It sends a message. It's cute. What more would I want in a graphic tee?

3. V-Neck Lambswool Sweater
I saw it in Old Navy and felt it--soooo soft and warm! The heather-like texture and speckles make it adorable, to boot.

Yeah, clothes. Mmm.

I love my best friend.

"Belly button lint confuses me! I don't understand how it gets there! I mean, I get some every day and it's not even the same color of the shirt I'm wearing!"

Casey, maybe there's little gnomes that come and shove lint into your belly button every night while you are asleep.

Judge a book by its cover.

Okay, so I've been having a huge interest in hilarious and horrible book covers. Here's some for you wonderful readers.

These aren't even photoshopped.

Exposing books for what they really are! Thanks MGK.

If it were just the pictures, wouldn't you guess these titles, too?

Again, not photoshopped, though the commentary is freakin' hilarious.

It's titles and covers like those that teach young writers who have yet to publish, like me, life lessons the easy way.

Poetry feature 10/20/08

as it happens

"Who told you this would be easy?" she said, eyes glittering like sea-wet stones. A flush, gentle as rain, rose in her cheeks.

Nobody, nobody, the voice in his head clammered, I'm sorry, sorry, my love, it is blessed, it must be; I cannot ever deny love.

At that moment he met her eyes and it occured to him that we live only in moments, arranged as it happens. Someday we shall live entirely in nothing but a single kiss.

--Kyle Parrish

MySpace bulletins and the cosmic concept of luck.

So you know those chain bulletins on MySpace and the similar e-mails? The ones that say "you'll die in seven days if you don't repost this" or "you'll have relationship problems for the next five years if you don't send this to someone else"? What if those were real?

Like, obviously, they aren't, but what if, by some stroke of bad luck brought upon me by the universe, I didn't repost one of those fucking stupid things and now I'm doomed to all of those horrible threats at the end of each one? It's ridiculous, I know, and I'm not saying it's happened. But what if?

I mean, think about it. Sometimes, certain people always have a knack for one outcome of a situation. A friend of mine, when playing Super Smash Brothers: Brawl, always gets Munchlax whenever he throws a pokeball in the game. It's stupid, right? Stupid to believe that there's even the remote possibility that something is influencing that, but what are the odds? When iTunes is on shuffle for another of my friends, "Baby got Back" is always, unfailingly, the fifth song that plays. Not when she tries to show someone, mind you, but she's told me and I certainly believe it.

I'm probably crazy, and it's funny to think about, but what if all of those "you'll have bad luck for seven years," "you'll have horrible relationships for the next five years," and "you'll be plagued with a feeling of self-doubt far beyond your years for the rest of your life" all came true for me because I didn't repost some stupid fucking bulletin on MySpace?

I don't think it's beyond the realm of possibility.

But maybe I just have a knack for dating assholes, naturally bad judgment, and a sense of self-doubt far beyond my years. Maybe.

I think the bad luck part, at least, is the fault of MySpace.

Oh, goodness... What to do?

Any advice would be so much appreciated.

I have a friend who totally inappropriately bitched at another friend (they aren't friends with each other, but they're both friends of mine) in front of a large group of people. It was entirely uncalled for and while I love them both, I know she was in the wrong. I feel like I need to speak up about my feelings, because she needs to know that it wasn't okay, but I don't know how to do it without risking sounding like a bitch myself.

E-mail is a possibility, of course, but she could take it the entirely wrong way because it'll be without intonation, as things online tend to be.

A phone conversation is another option, but without seeing my face it might seem definitely impersonal, which would be bad.

Lastly, we could talk in person, but what if she gets offended and decides to scream at me? I don't fancy that idea at all.

Oh, what a dilemma.

Quotes for my life--love.

"I'm afraid to love afraid to love so fast, because every time I fall in love it never seems to last"

Penn & Teller, lesbians, hybrid cars, and nukes.

I love Penn & Teller, especially their 'Bullshit!' show on Showtime. They take modern issues and expose them for the bullshit that they are. Granted, it's a bit biased against whatever issue is brought up, but they do better than, say, Michael Moore in showing both sides of an issue.

One of my favorite episodes, next to Prostitution, Boy Scouts, and Life Coaching, is one of season five's episodes called Energy Crisis. It talks about how we wouldn't have an energy crisis if we would embrace nuclear power, and I definitely agree. People are scared of nuclear power because of nuclear bombs, which have nothing to do with nuclear power, and because of incidents like Chernobyl and Three Mile Island. However, as Penn & Teller point out, no American was affected negatively, besides being scared, by Three Mile Island. Chernobyl, while a terrible accident, has ways of being prevented now.

We have new ways to get rid of nuclear waste, and nuclear power is more cost-effective and safer than most forms of power. Modernly designed nuclear power plants would be exponentially safer than the nuclear power plants we have running now, which were built in the 1970s or before. The US hasn't built a new one since then, but we have plans for power plants that would be more safe than we could imagine; fact is, we're just too scared to do it.

Another thing I loved about this episode was the bashing of the Prius, and hybrid cars in general. The car weighs more from having two engines, its mileage is no better than a lot of straight gas cars, and the batteries have even more problems. The gas you end up saving by having half electric power is negated by the bullshit that happens with the batteries.

The best part was the lesbians they had on a date to test the Prius, though. Hot.

Alternative energy can be cool, too!

I've been thinking a lot about what's important in the upcoming election that has our nation buzzing. Foreign policy is definitely important--all the stuff going on in the Middle East is affecting us more than most people would like to admit--but I don't think it should be the top of the heap in our priorities. Our economy definitely needs some attention, as well; however, I think the most important thing we can deal with is alternative energy sources.

When I think about it extensively, some of the biggest problems with our economy and even foreign policy would be solved if we just found a few reliable, easily accepted, alternative sources of energy. Let's face it--we're running out of oil, and the more we use, the more global warming is, well, heating up. If we find another way to power our transportation industry, as well as all the other oil-reliant parts of our world, life would be so much easier...

This is a small step, but a really friggin' sweet one, in my opinion. This Dutch dance club called WATT just opened; while dancing, each dancer can look down to see a meter measuring how much energy they're generating. The toilets are run with rainwater from the roof, and drinks are stored in the basement so that refrigerators are hardly necessary. The place saves 30% on energy and carbon emissions, and 50% on water and waste, compared to other nightclubs.

Not only is this super cool, it's also amazingly efficient. When thinking about things like hybrid cars, which don't really save as much as companies claim, it's good to know that a hybrid nightclub is getting better results.

I totally want to go to Holland for a night out, now.

I love to laugh.

Here are some things that made me laugh lately.

(This is totally taken out of context, but it's still funny.)

tessykinsss (10:52:15 PM): i hate frisbee
someone (10:52:29 PM): so you hate me?
tessykinsss (10:54:24 PM): what?
tessykinsss (10:54:26 PM): you're not a frisbee
tessykinsss (10:54:27 PM): lol
someone (10:55:30 PM): ah ha!

These are so true, made me fall over laughing.

This has gotten a lot of hits lately. I'm not a maverick for linking to it.

It's middle school all over again.

I love doing this, and I love waking up to find it done to me, too.

And this, because it's oh-so-true.

I hope they make you laugh as much as I did. :) Enjoy.

Millions of peaches... and other plants, too. (Random question)

I'm going to start asking my friends random questions and have them answer. (It's like the opposite of Dr. Immel's method, I just realized after doing it. Haha.)

For privacy's sake, I'm only going to put people's first initial by their answer (except for my answer). And yes, I asked permission to use them first! I'm such a nice person.

Question for 10/14/08: If you had to choose to be any kind of plant, what would you be?

T: venuz fly trap
because theyre manly
like me

I: A Banyan Tree.
Because it seems to skip about the ground.

J: victreebell
CUZ VICTREEBEL PWNED BITCHES LIKE NO ONES BUSINESS

W: my answer is oak tree
its big, and tough, stuff like that. basically what i would want to be as a plant. i cant go anywhere, but unless you have an axe/chain saw/cutting device, you're not getting fucked with
also acorns! :D

D: Ivy
It's full, pretty, sturdy, waves in a breeze, and all the while it continues to grow outward and upward always reaching further while holding on

K: cypress tree
because they are... i dunno i just like them

W: I'd be a holly bush
Falling into those fuckers hurts.

Z: probably a dark red rose
because i would want something darker, but not something simple. Something teeming with life, but shows what is undoubtedly coming

My answer is a peach tree, because peaches are freakin' delicious.

I'd have to say, though, the funniest answer is this...

"mars"

...she misread the question. <3

If everyone put forth the effort...

...we'd all be happy in love.

This article on good relationships and how to make them is really an awesome read. I also agree with it whole-heartedly, and it's the first list of things about contributing to a relationship that I've ever found and fully agreed with.

The one thing I would say they missed is communication--maybe it's too obvious? I just always found that my relationships weren't great because we were each too afraid to talk to the other about something, or one of us was feeling differently than the other and we were too scared to talk about it. Don't be afraid--speak up. That's the only thing I would add to this great list.

Walk a mile in their shoes.

Being in the mindset of a crazy person for too long is dangerous, I've realized.

I've been writing for my crazy project. I'm writing as a non-gender-specific character who is completely paranoid and deranged to the point where they believe a) they're the only one who knows the fate of the world and b) the fate of the world is that the sun will swallow the earth in hellish fire. They're afraid of the sun, fire, and light in general--the nurse moves their bed closer to the window every few months, and they watch the sunset every morning to make sure it's not the day the world will end.

Anyway, I really get into whatever character I'm playing/writing--not to a crazy degree, understand (I don't start being a creeper after playing my pedo-vampire at Shadows Crossing) but I do get immersed to the point where I sometimes lose track of things.

For instance, I just looked up, realized it was still light, and felt a bit uncomfortable--not freaking out like the character in my crazy journal would be, but enough that it wasn't true to how I really am. It's an odd sensation.

Sometimes, I feel more heroic the day after playing my Hunter at Crackside, or I feel a little more maternal after playing my werewolf, Chloe. I dunno. I guess that's just the kind of writer/actor I am. Pretending to see through someone else's eyes really does a number on me.

Stargazing

It's answers like these that make me ask people what they're thinking about.

"What are you thinking about?"

"How perfect this is."

"How perfect what is?"

"This."

I squeezed your hand for a reason. I had a ton of fun tonight--you're amazing. Thanks. <3

Rambling. Maybe I'll fine-tune it to make sense later.

I've come to realize that the job market in Rohnert Park (and NorCal in general) sucks. So does the economy, so does money in general. It's the root of all evil and whatnot, but it also makes the world go 'round. So evil makes the world go 'round?

More important than silly sayings, money enables us to eat, live comfortably, and buy materialistic things that probably shouldn't matter, but who doesn't like a new pair of shoes or a new video game?

I probably sound selfish, talking about how it's okay to want money to buy things we don't really need: cute clothes, electronics, Starbucks; there are plenty of people all over the world who would give their lives just to keep their children fed for a week. But when you think about it, is there really any way to fix that? Even if the entire planet is rich, will everyone ever have all the same things?

My philosophy on life is a complex and hard-to-explain one, but it basically sums up to this: happiness is enlightenment, it's the ultimate goal. Make yourself happy, no matter what you need to do--be who you want to be, because that's the key to being happy. Life's some kind of huge competition, and you win if you live a long, happy life, in my eyes.

In tune with my own philosophy, you should be who you want to be because you'll be happier that way, and making yourself as happy as you can is the ultimate goal with life. Things make us happy. Whether they're events, ideas, thoughts, relationships, or physical objects, things make us happy. We need money for most things--not thoughts or ideas, but some people without education or means can't remember, execute, or write down what's on their mind. Some of us have money and some of us don't--neither one is usually the person in question's fault or doing. It's just fate, how things work, life in general.

So whether you're made happy by a new car or just food for the day, whether it takes money to make you happy or not, try and be who you want to be, whatever floats your boat.

I'd just like you to know... (Part one)

I have off days a lot.

I get angry.

I get happy.

I'm too confident about some things.

I'm too timid about others.

I drink.

I don't smoke, but I don't care if you do.

I respect others' beliefs, but I would die for mine.

I love questioning the world around me.

I like being cold as compared to being hot.

I'm usually not serious, but I know when I should be.

I don't always do what I should.

I'll try nearly anything once.

I'm sexual.

I'm bisexual.

I sometimes cry.

I hate when people see me cry.

I bite my nails.

I rarely qualify people as ugly.

I hate sand in my shoes.

Days like these make life worth living.

The rain's falling now, and has been pretty much nonstop since late this afternoon. It's my favorite kind of weather.

I try not to make posts telling about my day, because, well, it's boring to read, generally, and I hate diaries/journals whatever. But on days like this, I want to record it so I can always go back and remember it; maybe it'll remind people who had shit days that there are amazing days, too.

Skipped my first class this morning. Smartest thing I did all week.

Watched Cuckoo's Nest.

Lunch with Colton, Kevin, Caitlyn, and Baker, which was totally fun. Some of my best friends, plus a guy I'm starting to get to know pretty well, as well as grilled cheese and a 3 Musketeers bar--what more could a girl hope for?

Worked in the shop. Love it.

After I left, I went outside and a group of folks were playing hide-and-seek, which I gladly joined. It was so fun.

Afterward I biked to Ross and bought two cute shirts and an awesome pair of shoes. So stoked! Alex met me there and made sure I was right about being cute before we went to Target. We got Cokes and candy, and I got a cute purse that was on sale, and we went to the movies.

Joy, Brian, Andrew, Colton, Alex, and I saw Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist together, which was freakin' amazing. I love the book, but the movie was pretty damn good, too.

We went to Baker's Square and had food later; Andrew and Brian had crepes, Joy had soup and a sammich, Alex had grilled cheese and dino-tots (jealous) from the kids' menu, Colton had a piece of pecan pie, and I had a brownie a la mode and a piece of cornbread.

Everyone but Colton and I were in the same car, so they went back to it, and Colton walked with me to where I'd parked my bike a few blocks away and we talked the whole way. His ride picked him up, and then I biked home in the dark (which I love).

Now I'm at home, waiting for Marty to show up and hang out for a few hours.

I love Fridays.

Half-assed or overdone?

So we all know about those little chores around the house--replacing the toilet paper, refilling the soap dispenser, clearing the drain, whatever. I realized that everyone either procrastinates and puts them off until the absolute last minute, or they do them and can't stop--like, my mom, she'll replace the soap and then clean the counter followed by mopping the floor prior to bleaching the toilet bowl and then she'll clean the shower and top it all off by dusting the lights. Whereas I'll just get sick of using body wash to wash my hands after peeing and I'll refill the soap dispenser and leave the soap out.

Yep, this is my big realization for today.