That's right: Obama is a verb now.
Sep. 25th, 2009 01:31 amSo I totally Obama'd a fly today. I felt kind of bad about it, actually, because I'd only meant to shoo it away from the touch screen, but I guess I flicked my finger too hard and at a bad angle, and wound up pinning one of the fly's legs to the screen while the rest of the fly sort of tumbled to the ground in a daze. And then one of my second-graders picked it up while his cohorts urged him to rip off its wings, and then I squooshed it.
That is all.
That is all.
Memes + icons = my two loves, wat
Sep. 20th, 2009 03:15 pmHere, have a meme:
01. Comment to this entry saying 'ICONS!' and I will pick 6 of your icons.
02. Make an entry in your own journal and talk about the icons I picked!
Mein responses:
( magi's picks )
( L's picks )
01. Comment to this entry saying 'ICONS!' and I will pick 6 of your icons.
02. Make an entry in your own journal and talk about the icons I picked!
Mein responses:
( magi's picks )
( L's picks )
(no subject)
Sep. 14th, 2009 04:47 pmsupermarket guy: Where do you live?
me: ...here.
supermarket guy: No, WHERE?
me: In Hwasun.
supermarket guy: No, WHERE in Hwasun?
me: JUST HWASUN.
No, nosy supermarket guy, I will not appease your smalltown curiosity.
me: ...here.
supermarket guy: No, WHERE?
me: In Hwasun.
supermarket guy: No, WHERE in Hwasun?
me: JUST HWASUN.
No, nosy supermarket guy, I will not appease your smalltown curiosity.
(no subject)
Jul. 29th, 2009 12:42 amI forgot to mention this really whacked out dream I had. It started out in nighttime, where a friend and I were in some foreign country, possibly somewhere in southeast Asia. I approached a small family who was letting me stay with them and tried to communicate something to the dad--I think that I had a bag of marshmallows to offer him? Which he gestured to mash up and throw into the sleeping grandmother's hair.
And then it evolved into something long and complicated involving a kidnapping and a small get-together in a cozy apartment during a stormy night and an escape from a psych ward and me not wanting to drown my friends for betraying me... I tried to remember it in the morning, before I was fully awake, and damned if it isn't gone already.
And then it evolved into something long and complicated involving a kidnapping and a small get-together in a cozy apartment during a stormy night and an escape from a psych ward and me not wanting to drown my friends for betraying me... I tried to remember it in the morning, before I was fully awake, and damned if it isn't gone already.
Transmission from the Bebop.
Jul. 28th, 2009 05:19 pmAt last, it is MY turn to write a bittersweet "nothing gold can stay" post. Yes, I pretty much slunk out of Iowa City without making a big to-do about it. I don't believe in goodbyes, I believe in see-you-laters. Can I imagine a future that doesn't have you in it? Of course I can; I'm a writer; I have a pretty good imagination. It's that grey and wholly uninteresting place I have absolutely no intention of inhabiting long term.
Because we're family now. Because we've played together and worked together and gone to class and eaten and traveled and shopped and bitched and laughed and cried and drunk and fallen asleep (not blacked out!) and driven through storms together. Because I've never had to get pierced or inked alone. Because we had shower parties and study parties and hairdye parties and hey-it's-Friday-so-let's-throw-a-party parties. Because we waged war on Asian ladybugs. Because we watched in deepening horror as John Kerry's decapitated head performed cunnilingus on a bubbleheaded co-ed whilst our benevolently sadistic RA watched our faces and laughed with boyish delight. Because we had Midnight Breakfast dressed like pirates. Because we braved the crowds to see Noam Chomsky, and the Dresden Dolls, and Cobra Starship, and Murder By Death, and every nerdy and/or awesome independent film released in the vicinity. Because we packed upwards of 15 people into our dorm room to watch Project Runway. Because we smuggled hamsters into said dorm rooms. Because we sat in the hallway, impeding foot traffic and gabbing until the wee hours of morning despite our perfectly viable bedrooms and lounge mere feet away. Because we raved. Because we played board/card/video/nerdy writerly games all the time. Because we roamed about campus and town in a great amoebic mass, occupying half a city bus / Z'Mariks / Java Juice. Because we had Coffee Night, and the Bitchcraft Coven, and Ghost Comma, and Secret Santa, and Old Chicago, and Tiger Gang Barracuda Zombie Club. Because we all dressed up for Hallowe'en. Because we are the philosophers who query, At what point does a lie become incestuous?
This time next week I'll be starting my new life in Korea. I'm excited about the future. I can't wait to meet it. But I'm pretty sure that I won't ever again meet such a huge swarm of people nearly as smart or crazy or fierce. I doubt that anyone else in the world will ever be able to understand me half as well. Which is why, though you may think you've gotten rid of me, you're sadly mistaken.
You'll never be free.
Never.
Because we're family now. Because we've played together and worked together and gone to class and eaten and traveled and shopped and bitched and laughed and cried and drunk and fallen asleep (not blacked out!) and driven through storms together. Because I've never had to get pierced or inked alone. Because we had shower parties and study parties and hairdye parties and hey-it's-Friday-so-let's-throw-a-party parties. Because we waged war on Asian ladybugs. Because we watched in deepening horror as John Kerry's decapitated head performed cunnilingus on a bubbleheaded co-ed whilst our benevolently sadistic RA watched our faces and laughed with boyish delight. Because we had Midnight Breakfast dressed like pirates. Because we braved the crowds to see Noam Chomsky, and the Dresden Dolls, and Cobra Starship, and Murder By Death, and every nerdy and/or awesome independent film released in the vicinity. Because we packed upwards of 15 people into our dorm room to watch Project Runway. Because we smuggled hamsters into said dorm rooms. Because we sat in the hallway, impeding foot traffic and gabbing until the wee hours of morning despite our perfectly viable bedrooms and lounge mere feet away. Because we raved. Because we played board/card/video/nerdy writerly games all the time. Because we roamed about campus and town in a great amoebic mass, occupying half a city bus / Z'Mariks / Java Juice. Because we had Coffee Night, and the Bitchcraft Coven, and Ghost Comma, and Secret Santa, and Old Chicago, and Tiger Gang Barracuda Zombie Club. Because we all dressed up for Hallowe'en. Because we are the philosophers who query, At what point does a lie become incestuous?
This time next week I'll be starting my new life in Korea. I'm excited about the future. I can't wait to meet it. But I'm pretty sure that I won't ever again meet such a huge swarm of people nearly as smart or crazy or fierce. I doubt that anyone else in the world will ever be able to understand me half as well. Which is why, though you may think you've gotten rid of me, you're sadly mistaken.
You'll never be free.
Never.
The drawings on the walls
Jul. 15th, 2009 02:24 pm1) Post ten of any pictures currently on your hard drive that you think are self-expressive.
2) NO CAPTIONS!!! It must be like we're speaking with images and we have to interpret your visual language just like we have to interpret your words.
3) They must ALREADY be on your hard drive - no googling or flickr! They have to have been saved to your folders sometime in the past. They must be something you've saved there because it resonated with you for some reason.
4) You do NOT have to answer any questions about any of your pictures if you don't want to. You can make them as mysterious as you like. Or you can explain them away as much as you like.
( Ten THOUSAND words! )
2) NO CAPTIONS!!! It must be like we're speaking with images and we have to interpret your visual language just like we have to interpret your words.
3) They must ALREADY be on your hard drive - no googling or flickr! They have to have been saved to your folders sometime in the past. They must be something you've saved there because it resonated with you for some reason.
4) You do NOT have to answer any questions about any of your pictures if you don't want to. You can make them as mysterious as you like. Or you can explain them away as much as you like.
( Ten THOUSAND words! )
Give us your blood.
Jul. 6th, 2009 05:18 pmSo I went shopping the other day with ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
thiefofvoices and magistrate.
me: Hey, would you happen to have any spare blood we could have?
meat guy at the Co-Op: Uh, I think there's some left. It's beef blood though. That all right?
me: ::looks at L, shrugs::
L: ::looks at me, shrugs::
me: Yeah, sure.
meat guy: If you'd called this morning, I could've given you a whole cup of the stuff. So what do you want this for?
other meat guys: Sacrifices!
me: ::looks at L:: ...
L: ::looks at me:: ...
me: Ummm...
meat guy: Never mind, I don't want to know. Here, free of charge.
thiefofvoices and magistrate.me: Hey, would you happen to have any spare blood we could have?
meat guy at the Co-Op: Uh, I think there's some left. It's beef blood though. That all right?
me: ::looks at L, shrugs::
L: ::looks at me, shrugs::
me: Yeah, sure.
meat guy: If you'd called this morning, I could've given you a whole cup of the stuff. So what do you want this for?
other meat guys: Sacrifices!
me: ::looks at L:: ...
L: ::looks at me:: ...
me: Ummm...
meat guy: Never mind, I don't want to know. Here, free of charge.
Dear Twats of the Internet,
Jul. 5th, 2009 04:35 pmLeaping to publicly humiliate someone for incorrect conjugation before bothering to read to the part where the OP states s/he lives in a country whose official language is something other than English? Asinine.
That sneaky kid with the hair
Jul. 3rd, 2009 03:32 pmBECAUSE I HAVE A LIFE, I made a mosaic. Of my hair. Gaze, GAZE upon my colossal waste of time. I just bought a box of blue-black hair dye so as to mollify my new future employers, and I'm less than pleased at the prospect of returning to a semi-natural hair color for the foreseeable future. :T
Aaand 'cause I realized I forgot to include my current hair color, I made an icon of it. Which you can see ::points to upper left-hand corner:: there. S'probably my favorite color thus far. YES I REALIZE HOW SAD THIS IS. SHADDUP.
Aaand 'cause I realized I forgot to include my current hair color, I made an icon of it. Which you can see ::points to upper left-hand corner:: there. S'probably my favorite color thus far. YES I REALIZE HOW SAD THIS IS. SHADDUP.
