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Jun. 26th, 2010 11:47 pm
metonomia: (Rory/Amy)
You guyyyyyys, The Big Bang (2) [oh hai Moffat, I see what you did there] was so sosososososososoooooo awesome!  It was EVERYTHING WONDERFUL AND BEAUTIFUL.  Rory. Amy. Eleven. River. Mercyyyyyyy. Something blueeeeee. My heaaaart. So perfect.

Today was kind of super fun.  Woke up and watched the US get beat out of the World Cup by Ghana (okay, that part wasn't as great, but the game was good), then watched Who which, as stated above, was entirely perfect.  Then I watched some more Gen Kill (which, AHHHH.  I shall post on this once I've finished it all) and read more of Good Omens.  Then I baked my brother's birthday cake and made the waffles for his breakfast-for-dinner (I'd forgotten how much I enjoy beating egg whites), and we ate them (nomnomnom).

Theeen, the little girls next door hosted one of their movie nights, where the whole courtyard comes over and they set up a projector and a tarp and sheet in the yard.  Tonight was, in honor of the new movie (which I'll be seeing Monday or Tuesday yay!), Toy Story 2. AND OMG YOU GUYS.
The epic bromance of Woody and Buzz! OMG.  It's really there. I cannot believe this.  They are like Sam and Dean in toy form.  They won't leave each other behind!  I believed you!  WHAT'S A COWBOY WITHOUT HIS HAT. awkaoehrihaowehgowah. Okay, I am calm.  And totally crazy.
metonomia: (life)
you take a baby and you bring it up in the darkness )
parents. bleh. )

stuff

Jun. 14th, 2010 02:10 am
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Funny how just three days at home is enough to remind me just why I was so pleased to get out of here last year. Ay.

Calling insurance tomorrow. Woot.  Had Annoying Boy say to me "you're still stressing about that? ugh." which, clearly, just made me totally stop stressing about it. Idiot. *grumbles*

Got to see lots of friends at church tonight, that was nice.

The Blind Side is lovely.  I adore Sandra Bullock, and the whole movie was really well done.

Who!  The Lodger was fantabulous -tiny spoilers are spoilery )  I'm going to DIE next week.

True Blood premiere was predictably ridiculous and amazing.  Naked AlSkar was a huge plus.  Creepy awkward Bill was creepy and awkward. I'm sort of totally on team Bill/Sam.  I still love Jessica and the queen like none other.

Stonehenge Apocalypse. I don't even know what to say.  So awesomely horrible.  To me the whole movie was in fact about Misha Collins' face and how Cas was looking for God, so.  Jacob is clearly a vessel and Joseph is clearly an angel. And that sanctuary-pyramid in Maine is connected to the Roanoke colony and the Croatoan virus. Somehow.  And I want to know why Misha has not tweeted about this movie yet.  Probably because he is too busy killing himself laughing over all of us watching it.
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well screw it. i was typing up the saga of my day and then the whole thing got erased, so no more saga, just the shorter (still long) form.

we are legend? )
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...is basically the best thing ever.  So here are a couple of icons (the same one, really, just one has text) for [personal profile] be_themoon (or anyone else who wants them. Who all is in on the TFW:TNG love, anyway? I need fic), with love, for introducing me to the utter wonder that is Claire/Ben/Jesse, hunters of awesome.





I want to write fic for these crazy, lovable, brilliant kids right now, but alas, sleep and geology final must take precedence.

Also, packing is impossible. This sucks. I'm so envious of people with cars. And of people with parents who will drive up to get them. Grrr.
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I am currently using my delightful friend Netflix to watch "Journey into Amazing Caves" (because "Planet Earth" doesn't do instant play, and my dvd set is at home, sad face).  This is entirely the fault of  lassiterfics's Remix fic http://archiveofourown.org/works/86043 because NATURE, it is love.  Also it is the fault of me actually studying for geology, because CAVES, they are so freaking cool.

I want Planet Earth.  Yet another reason why it needs to be two weeks from now already. Pleaaaase?
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I really really hate the end of the school year.  I want to be reading, vidding, and writing!  There's an Anna piece I want to get finished, a Merlin video I want to make, an SPN video, Salt and Spice to read about, a little something to be written about Chuck and prophets never being welcome in their homes....can it please be summer right now??

Also - anyone know where I can download Merlin episodes?
metonomia: (Castiel)
Mainly about Castiel, but first - there is a guy at my school who looks like a perfect cross between Skandar Keynes and Colin Morgan.  I shall call him Skanlin, and never talk to him because he is always running about awkwardly and making me feel vicariously embarrassed for his awkwardness, but still, he's kind of awesome just for existing.

I ramble about Castiel coming full circle and my hopes for him next season. )
metonomia: (swinging)
Weekend!  It is so nice to not have crazy amounts of work for once.  Not that I don't, but nothing's due early this week, so I can actually breathe.  And shockingly, it's also kind of nice to not be racing through Supernatural.  That was fun and epic, but not something I want to do all the time.

Field trip!  Had the final trip of this quarter's geology class yesterday/today, and let me tell you, if anyone ever has to take a geology class, I highly recommend one that includes field trips.  Infinitely more interesting than the classroom learning.  We went up to Hurricane Ridge, and a group of us hiked down through the snow a bit and got to a point where it looked like we would just fall off, but it extended, of course, and we got to just sit in the warm (omg the weather was perfect) grass and watch deer and pretend to make observations about the formations on Mt. Olympus.  We found deer vertebrae!  And then hiked back up the ridge, which was....interesting. My legssss.  And then we threw snowballs and I found out that one of the girls in the class, who I previously didn't really know, is as embarassingly much a fan of Sweden as I am, so we geeked out about that for awhile.  And then we all went to Port Angeles and got ice cream, and then went on an epic hike around Lake Crescent, which involved about eight of us clambering up an approximately 45 degree incline to see some cool turbidites, and also climbing halfway into this tunnel-cave that was SO COOL, and the lake!  It's the most brilliant, Disney-blue color, so gorgeous - we all wanted Ariel to jump out of it, or something.  And then we made camp and all that, and eventually it ended up being 7 of us sitting around the fire talking about scary stories and serial killers. Which wasn't cool, because I get really truly freaked out by that stuff.  But then we also talked about puppies and flowers and good books, so it was okay.  No nightmares, anyway, which is the important part.


And now, I need to pimp out one of the most awesome and amazing things ever:

I'm slightly scared to be doing Casfest, because me + what seems to be the majority of SPN fandom = weird match. But it's CAS!  So I'm totally excited.

metonomia: (crazy)
Sir Orfeo "lived in Thrace, a mighty place now called Winchester." akshtaoeihhed Sam and Dean are descended from Orfeo and Heurodis and must go fight the evil body-snatching faeries.  This is the real conclusion of my paper; too bad I can't actually write that.

Also, Advil is my best friend ever.  Except maybe for IHOP and its classy music selection and delicious scrambled eggs.

ETA: I just used the word "visage" in my paper.  Clearly, Castiel is on my brain.  I don't think they had tax accountants in Celtic Christian 13th century Britain, though, or radio ad salesmen, for that matter, but no matter.  Orfeo would clearly be better off if Cas was around to raise him/Heurodis from perdition.  Okay, I'm crazy. Back to it.  Supernatural in umm...15 hours.

ETA 2: Of Sir Orfeo, James F. Knapp says "unlike the saint, whose vision teaches him to love God before all else, Orfeo comes away from his journey with a deeper awareness, not of God, but of the fragile beauty of that human world for which he is willing to suffer so much pain."  Anna, anyone?  Cas?
metonomia: (boomdeyada)
I am tired, sore, my room smells like campfire smoke, my feet hurt, and I may have possibly sprained my ankle - in short, it was the perfect weekend.

Blah blah blah we looked at rocks, made sketches, talked about convergent plates and sandstone sea stacks, let's get to the really important part of this trip.

I CLIMBED A TREE.

Even though our teacher hates biology, she took us down what promised to be a pleasant 0.3 mile detour on Big Cedar Road to see, you guessed it, the Big Cedar. We, uh, drove off the road and had the rear right wheel stuck in the mud, the rear left wheel a good 3 inches in the air, and no way to get ourselves out of it. So while waiting for the tow truck to arrive from Forks (erm, I did in fact hope that Charlie Swan would arrive with it, but no dice), we went to find that darn Big Cedar. And it was big. A very nice tree all in all, and I climbed it in four different places, quite high up, got pictures and everything. I approved of that detour. (Also, although no vampires or werewolves, the Kalaloch sheriff did come by when he heard about our predicament, and it was hilarious. He was a caricature of a caricature of a sheriff, complete with chewing tobacco. We got pictures. Muahahaha)

Then we went and made camp - and by 'we' I mean 'the girls' because all four of the guys in our class were a bit useless - putting up tents, making the fire, and cooking. It was really fabulous, all class-bonding and lovely stuff like that.

And then this morning we went to one last beach before coming home, and while most of the class dithered around the trailhead, a few of us took off our shoes and socks and waded through the (freezing cold, I still can't feel my feet) Hoh River delta to go explore more humongous rocks, and it was brilliant. Caves, tide pools, anemones, mussels, starfish....I love the world!

Now I'm rather exhausted and have a lot of homework to do, but it was SO fun.

*sigh*

Apr. 26th, 2010 09:00 pm
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So, my window overlooks a crack-house and its parking lot.  Needless to say, we get a lot of interesting characters hanging around out there.  I've watched/heard drug busts, really funny drunk showdowns, and some really annoying screeching.  Tonight, though, there's some woman yelling about how she just got out of the hospital and she's sorry sorry sorry, and some dude yelling at her about how she treats him like shit and....it's actually kind of scaring me.  Please to have no beating-up, world?

In so much happier news (and it's really happy), we have this bit of amazingness: http://animus-wyrmis.livejournal.com/34335.html?thread=220447#t220447 
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Excuse me while I just go bawl for a little while.  Ugh.  Stupid Ugly Betty series finale making me feel all sad-happy.  Also, my roomie is dealing with some awful stuff right now, and being absolutely amazing about it, and not realizing how incredibly mature and awesome she is, so some tears for her, too.

This week has been the longest thing ever, and it's barely halfway done.  But my dad is coming to visit on Friday, which will be fun.

And in the meantime, I have poetry.

Into the artifice of eternity )
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Today began very very badly, but luckily it got much more better, so that it is ending with a general air of accomplished exhaustion and good-feeling.

I woke up and went to check The Stranger online, which is my sort of alternative news source, very hipster, very up-to-date, which I usually just read for its general snark.  Well, the first thing up this morning was one of the main contributors' letter to his old bishop in Maine, asking to be excommunicated and enumerating why.  This had me feeling badly enough, but then I had to go and read the comments below.  Which were both more stupidly hateful and less coherently stated than the original post, so. Sad me.  Really really sad.  It's NOT okay what's been being covered up by some of the Church leadership, but reading things like this makes me feel guilty/bad for being a Catholic, and that's not fair to me or to most of the Church.

But then I frosted my cupcakes and went to do my choir section's fundraising bake sale to raise our quota for the whole choir's big yearly donation to the Daughters of Mary (they run an orphanage/school in Uganda and send two or three Sisters here each year to get their degrees, and they are lovely people with an amazing life calling), and we had so much fun, and people were SO generous, and it made me feel a whole lot better, because yes, horrible stuff happens, but also wonderful stuff happens, and people can be really bad, but they can also be really really good.
Also, commentfic makes me happy. <3

So, poetry. More Billy Collins, because he adds to the general happiness-level of my life. )

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