Chaucerettescs

I think I've found one indicative of what goes on in my head all the time.



I cannot watch this without losing my shit laughing. Gael's little dance! The tattoos! Their big bobble heads! Their apathetic expressions! The way the mouth lines keep showing up so that they look like marionettes!

I need to spend less time on the internet.

(I swear this will be the last of these I post.... for now)

(From Gael's new movie... in which he plays a soccer star who wants to be a singer...but is rubbish at singing)


LOL IS THIS REAL LIFE? 0________O

btw, this is how I feel after watching the MTV Movie Awards:

Seriously.

To make myself feel better, I reread Growing Up Cullen. It is the only thing that makes this festering excuse of a series bearable.

GUC is a series of AIM chats that chronical the life of the Cullen family, based on the (canon) theory that Edward is a prudish emo virgin who spends all his time cultivating hobbies while the rest of his family are off having crazy sex. I'm reccing all the parts of it since Katelyn and Sean both need to read it, ASAP.

Part I: NO ONE UNDERSTANDS MEEE HE WOULD SEETHE AS HE PRESSED HIS WILDFLOWERS

Part II: HARRY POTTER IS A GENTLEMAN, EMMETT

Part III: YES OF COURSE I IRON MY UNDERWEAR. I AM NOT A HEATHEN, EMMETT. oh emmett, you will never go back once you have your undergarments ironed. trust me, it is refreshing. SOMETIMES I EVEN ADD A BIT OF SPRAY STARCH, IF I AM FEELING PARTICULARLY DARING.

Part IV: IT IS VERY INCONSIDERATE TO MOAN SO LOUDLY WHEN SOME PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO RECORD ORIGINAL PIANO CONCERTOS

Part V : oxymoronassoc: lol remember edward and his fake myspaces?
saint_renegade: emmett spends hours setting them up and he friends people from the forks and shit as edward
oxymoronassoc: HAI BELLA U R REEL HAWT. WNT 2 B FRNDZ? PS I WTCH U SLEP
saint_renegade: (WANNA CYBER?
oxymoronassoc: under hobbies it is all STALKING BITCHES,CUTTING BRAKE LINES, SMELLING YOUR DELICIOUS BACONY SCENT, WRITING EMO BULLSHIT POETRY, SINGING SONGS THAT MAKE SAM BEAM WANT TO KILL HIMSELF, vulvas (as a misspelling of volvos), moose hunting in the artic, killing babies, third party baby daddies, strong arming a ho, being celibate, not getting with the times, alphabetizing cd collections
saint_renegade: READING N SHIT, crying like a bitch, motherfucking gangsta rap, jesus n shit, phil Collins, that one bitch running for president of alaska or whatever.


lol, so good.

saint_renegade: he's totally a social republican
oxymoronassoc: I DO NOT VOTE JUST BECAUSE KANYE WEST TOLD ME TO
saint_renegade: THIS NATION IS GOING TO HELL
oxymoronassoc: THE MORALS OF THIS COUNTRY ARE IN THE TOILET
oxymoronassoc: IT IS PEOPLE LIKE YOU EMMETT
saint_renegade: WHAT'S NEXT, ARE PEOPLE GOING TO WANT TO MARRY THEIR PETS?
oxymoronassoc: WITH YOUR LOOSE VALUES
oxymoronassoc: DUDE YOUR KID IS MARRYING THE DOG

Katey-lynnnnnnn, I found season 3 of Robin Hood on Youtube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yd8nzzfy61U

You must watch it, because I want to talk about it with you so badly I could explode.

When's everyone coming home btw?

Also, out of curiosity, are we doing the Potter midnight show this year? I definitely want to see it together (it's the only way to enjoy the butchering), but the midnight showing will be Tuesday night/Wednesday morning (why they pushed the release up from a weekend, I don't know. Clue: the fans have grown up and many have to work. Braintrusts.) and might be hassle for anyone with a job.

Also: (not at all obvious indication of how to pronounce names in chapter 2:)
Alan made a tiny gesture at Gael and Geoff set his crayon back down to the paper. "G-u-y," he wrote. He faltered for a moment and then, thinking himself very clever, finished, "-e-l."

Gael frowned and pulled the paper towards him, printing his name correctly at the bottom in careful capital letters that Geoff and Alan studied dubiously.

Alan looked to Gael for confirmation, who only rolled his light brown eyes and devoted himself utterly to his tiny carton of juice.
♥

Geoff: Maybe you should wait to tell them after exam results come. That way you can distract them, right? 'I may fancy blokes, mum and dad... but look at what fine grades I have!' I mean, how angry could they possibly be staring 9 A*'s in the face?

Alan: They'll be dazzled by asterisks!

Gael: ...I think I have to vomit.


So, I love writing dialogue for those three like I love breathing. But you all probably already knew that. Hee. They're just so cute as a trio and totally not begging for porny fanfic which I WILLNOT write. Ever.

There's only five class days left in the semester, which = hell yes. I have a test on A Midsummer Night's Dream on Tuesday, my Psych exam Thursday and a math test Monday (the 5th). I'll be glad to be out. I've been feeling a little haggard lately (as in tired, not, you know... soliciting gay hookers and taking meth). It's probably because my sleep cycle is once again all turned around. NIGHT STALKER.

Also, it's 68 outside. :D It's an improvement!

EDIT: Ok, so I've missed the last couple of episodes of Dollhouse...but I just heard Alan Tudyk will be joining the cast. This is the part where I run around, going :D :D :D

Dammit! I'd just managed to peace with the fact that'll it'll probably be cancelled by the end of the season and they pull this.

The King Lear poems were well-accepted by the class. :)

On the lawsuit front: Turns out the guy's wife contacted the township to ask them if the posts in our yard are legal and even though the man there told them yes, they are quite legal and no where near the Right Away, she decided to file the claim against us anyway. So now we have the Township and AllState on our side.

GO TEAM VENTURE!

The guy, it turns out, did, in fact, break his neck (though he isn't paralyzed). And... like, guy, I'm sorry about your neck, but don't speed on icy, late-February roads in the dark, in the RAIN and then take us to court over it. You don't see me swerving across two lanes of traffic to hit someone's mailbox and then sue them. "Well, if you hadn't had a mailbox there whilst I was crashing through your property, the accident NEVER WOULD'VE HAPPENED!" First thing's first, you didn't hit the post. There's no paint on it and it's not cracked. Not to mention that those posts are buried in two feet of silt. Not concrete... silt. The post was out of the ground because the snow plougher knocks it out every year (and luckily mum has letters from the township detailing destruction done to our property by the snow plougher to prove it, so EAT IT). In all likelikood, your dumb ass hit the incline of dirt that begins the hill, giving your van the momentum to flip. Again, not our problem, as you didn't belong on this side of the road in the first place.

Seriously. Jesus.

It's time for another installment of...

Gael is Adorable and is Trying to Make Me Forget to Kill Him Off With His Cuteness!

Lena: … though I have to admit my Spanish isn’t very good.
Geoff: *beaming* I’m bollocks at Spanish too!
Gael: He is.
Geoff: *beaming harder* Really, I’m TERRIBLE.
Gael: He always insists on saying pagina wrong.
Geoff: I can't help it if I happen to be a man of phonetic sensibilities.
Gael: *rolls eyes* Oh, all right then, Gee-Off.

Really, Gael, you're just making it harder for both of us. :(

Heh, I'm not sure which is funnier. The joke itself or imagining people with zero understanding of Spanish pronounciation trying to figure out what Geoff is doing wrong.

So, I'm doing one of those "Read 15000 pages in a year things" and keep forgetting to post monthly updates:
( Books read: January-March )

And now I'm finally going to post the depressing murder mix. That is, Gael's death mainly from Roger and John's POV:


Andrew Bird, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, PJ Harvey, The Beatles, The Decemberists, Colin Meloy, Air, David Gray, Johnny Cash, Iron & Wine, Daniel Licht, The Kills, Ane Brun, Beter than Ezra, Women & Children, Atomship, The Velvet Underground


( The sun above the cotton grass / Is sinking down like lead / The seagulls know the truth of it / And scream it overhead / Hold on to St. Christopher / The sky is murderous red / Go to sleep my one true love / Our glory lies ahead )

ZIP

Presentations in college are so much more entertaining. Yesterday in Shakespeare, Tom (The Juggler) did his presentation on hired fools and court jesters and did it all in Old English

Tom: In other words, n'uncle... thou should have as much beneath the scalp as on it. *doffs the hat he'd been wearing all day to reveal he'd shaved his head like a monk*

That class is by far the best way to end the day.


Today is Ryan's birthday, so that means another of those oh-so-anticipated pizza parties at Grandpa's. Mum and I decided from now on we are only buying those children books and art supplies. Period. Connor's birthday is coming up, so I helped mum pick out books I loved at his age: HP, Roald Dahl, The Wayside School Series, The Watsons Go to Birmingham

I don't think Aunt Lori will be thrilled with the last one, but I honesly don't give a shit. God forbid, the child learn anything about race relations.


On a brighter note, my writer's block is slowly going away.


Gael shrugged. "I try to understand. I mean, out of the five of us, it's just Mel and I who even have brothers and sisters."

"What do you have?"

"Older sister, younger brother. Bernardo and Maria." When Lena's mouth quirked into a smile, he shrugged again, "...My parents were big fans of West Side Story."

"Really?"

Thoughtfully, he tilted his head. "...No..."

Gael, stop making me love you.

( Book List: Jan. & Feb. )
3992/15000
12/50

3992 / 15000 pages. 27% done!

12 / 50 books. 24% done!

Aw, it's another Gael/Alan mix. I've been feeling all mushy about them lately and had to do another one. The first one is still here.


Amy Millan, T.V. Carpio, Iron & Wine, The Maccabees, The Magnetic Fields, Laura Marling, Radiohead, The Postal Service, Sia, Muse
( And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs / Pretending the echoes belong to someone / Someone I used to know )
ZIP

Right, so lately I've been making myself miserable trying to think of a possible new title for Swacit (since "Somewhere a Clock is Ticking" is the name of a Snow Patrol song). I'm not sure you're allowed to name a book after a song that isn't yet public domain, even though bands steal names from books all the time (My Chemical Romance comes from an Irvine Welsh novel and Steely Dan is the name of the dildo in Naked Lunch, which, heh...)

The trouble is I now have the title so interwoven into the themes of the book that I don't want to change it and even if I did, wouldn't know what to change it to.

How about...

The Englishman Who Went Up a Hill... and Came Back Down Dead.

Wait... shit...

Chase's suggestions: Someplace A Clock is Ticking or A Clock Ticks... Somewhere
AHA! I see what you did there.

Lol, I'm screwed when it comes to naming the second one.

I did go ahead and change Adge's last name to Landau. It needed to be more Jewish. I've been writing a scene with his grandma, btw. All I'll say is that it includes a good deal of Yiddish and the line "Mama, please don't rub Melanie's uterus." Good times.

When Katelyn was over the other night, we started weaving plot bunnies which I'm going to post here lest I forget them:

( Kippers, Confession, Portraits, Marzipan, and Sex Talks )

Lol, I love riffing with Katelyn about this sort of crap. I always end up laughing until my throat hurts. Often, the voices are the best part, not that you can tell here. (btw, the priest occasionally sounds inexplicably like Yoda).

P.S. I've decided I still want to do the Ben/Lena book. Tonight I discovered tha when Paris was bombed in 95, the first station to be hit was literally right across the street from where I had them living. I am intrigued.

Lol, so guys... you remember at the New Year's party when the French's love of burning cars for any occasion, happy or sad, was brought up? Guess what the French were doing the exact moment we were discussing it.

This is why I love the French. Their spontaneity can always be counted on.

New Swacit mix. I seriously have a huge backup of mixes I want to post. So many I don't even want to go about posting them. However, after losing 50% of my music last year during the crash, the mixes online proved quite useful. So there we are. I need to post Alan's and about 5 general eps and a Seven Deadly Sins set that was very fun to make, and an embarassingly huge Ben/Lena one (so huge in fact, I no longer need to write their book... I can just listen to that).

This one's pretty general and on the theme of time... which sort of a big one in the books.



( Your future says run )

ZIP

Yes, Mel does have a big clock-window like that in her house. And it is awesome.

Congrats, Gael, bb! You've been dead ten years tonight. You'd have been 29 next month if I hadn't so epically bummed myself out by killing your character off!



Sometimes I worry that my setting might be placed a little too long ago. Oh, well, it can be a ~*period piece*~.

Lol, a 1990s period piece (also, lol@ the swaciteers being freaking 9 years older than me).


My blood work came back from the lab completely clean. No anemia, no low blood sugar, no thyroid problem. Which is fantastic since Dr. Asghar was pretty convinced I might have been anemic. They never believe me when I say "I'm really just this pale all the time".

Asghar gave me some new meds to fix my Eustachian Tube Dysfunction that seem to be working fairly well.

As well they should, since they're fucking steroids. Prednisone, to be exact. Side effects include back pain, migraines, insomnia, stiff hips/knees, thinning of the skin (so you bruise a lot easier), and dizziness. And those are just the ones I have. :D

One of the side effects is lowered sex drive, but, tbh, the things have me in a state of being constantly turned on. Which isn't actually much fun, I have to say.

I had to take four of them a day for the last three days and now have to take three a day for three days, then two a day for three days, then one a day for three days. In addition I have to take a Meclizine every eight hours to help with the dizziness. You know, the dizziness that is a side effect of the Prednisone, which I'm taking to fix my ear pressue-induced dizziness... yeah.

I told Chase if he calls me Barry Bonds one more time, I am going to up my dosage, grow a peen0r and cockslap him in the head with it. He didn't believe me though.

Totally random. This is a bit from a part I wrote the other day that takes place shortly after Gael comes out. I think it's pretty demonstrative for why I love Lena and why Gael is cute.

( Two Letters )
STONES!

Aw, it makes me sort of sad that they were friends : (

Anyway, I have to run and do some more housework. Vacuuming is the most hideous activity EVER.

Note: For some reason, I have an internet connection up here. I must be siphoning off someone's wifi.

....AWESOME

Whee! The mix I should've posted ages ago, since it's sort of a crucial one, you know?


Massive Attack, Gustavo Santaolalla, Rufus Wainwright, Placebo, Iron & Wine, The Flaming Lips, Radiohead, Air, The Beatles, Sea Wolf, Snow Patrol, Elliott Smith, Jeremy Smoking Jacket, Gary Jules, Jem, Metric, Vienna Teng, David Newman, Jars of CLay, Elbow...

( In the name of, and by the power of The Holy Spirit... may we invoke your... intercession for... the children of England )

ZIP Files of part 1 (tracks 1- 13) and part 2 (tracks 14-25):
Mediafire- Part 1 Part 2

Megaupload- Part 1 Part 2

No individual song files as Box.net has gone effin insane today.

Uneventful Fourth of July. Went to granddad's for a picnic. The children were loud, as usual. Connor was flamboyant, as usual. I was left with a headache, as usual. The kids were just so bratty today. I came so close to calling Connor a miserable little scrotum, you have no idea.

Ahh, Dark Knight trailer's on! So awesome.

I drew anuffer purty picture :3 I was hesitant to do Gael's portrait thingy, since usually, for some reason, I am terrible at drawing him. I think it might be because spending a lot of time on pics of him bums me out. Anyway, I did it and I ♥ it. Drawing him still did bum me out though D:

( If he and Alan had hooked up, I think I actually would've died from cute. Oh, Gael, if only you'd lived to see university... I'm sure you could've found a boyfriend. )

First off, I just have to put it out there: I have been having some seriously fucking weird dreams lately. The kind that last the whole night, but you can only half remember in the morning. That is all.

Anyway, indie slash mix! More mushy mostly indie mushiness! This came about because I had a few new songs for each couple and didn't want to make whle new mixes for each couple again. So, it has a couple songs that have already been used, mostly new songs, and a couple of songs that will be on other mixes. I already posted the Mel'n'Adge one and said I'd do the slash one, so here it is:


( Ru/Nik, Gael/Alan, Geoff/Alan: The Canon, The Quasi-Canon, and The Crack )

Ru&Nik ZIP * Gael&Alan ZIP * Geoff&Alan ZIP

ZIP of all 27 songs

All songs available individually at Box.net

I'm feeling quite out of it today. But you know what's good? Chocolate pudding. And DQ. I would have DQ's baby and then eat it, because, honestly, who needs a little baby hamburger toddling about?

........ok, see, I've actually lost my mind.

At least I have a task! Chase has to have a drawing for his presentation about Julius Caesar and wants me to do it since he's rubbish at drawing and, well, doesn't feel like it. Hee, he wants me to draw Caesar and Brutus in the big death scene except Caesar's all pissy and like "...really, guy? I mean...seriously?" with lots of knives in his back. Which shall be fun...since it's all big wonky jaws and angry foreheads. It's due on the 25th.

The next day, there will hopeully be some crashing by the Jess at my house for a few days.

In other news, I still can't draw profiles.

( NOSE-SMUSH! )

Hee, I do like drawing Alan, Geoff, and Gael as one big grey blurb. It'd be fun if they were really like that. They'd be like a really cute Cerberus.



See? Mind, totally lost.

Swaciteers by ~swacit on deviantART

I haven't any idea why they're running, but I do know it's Geoff's fault, hence the scowls of prefect cuteness. I just wanted to draw them doing something other than standing around. That's what listening to too much indie rock will do to you.

I predict in 0.2 seconds, Mel is going to land on Adge and Geoff and take their asses down.

Gah, I want a Wacom tablet.

Chase bought me Death at a Funeral yesterday. It's part of my "Easter" prezzies... which kind of amuses me. For Easter, I shall be perving on Alan Tudyk's nekkidness. That's mega-ultron Christian right there, hee.

Gael's Notebook by ~swacit on deviantART

Lol, you know those little exercises creative writing classes sometimes have to get you into your characters heads? Well, I wanted to try that one about writing a diary entry as a character, but then thought of all the notes Katelyn and I passed in AP Euro and thought this would be more fun.

Of course it led nowhere...but into utter stupidity about how fluffy Alan's bangs are.

I think I love Geoff best when his sexual innuendos make no sense whatsoever. Lol, fringe.

Awww, Gael's totally a stalker XD

Cinder-Alan by ~swacit on deviantART

Lol, for once this madness can't be blamed entirely on me. One of my favorite lines from Katelyn's Swacit/Cinderella AU.

Hee, why that's one of my favorite lines, I don't know. Either I just love it when Geoff's an ass or I find what he's describing to be both terribly sad and totally adorable. Poor Gael.

Geoff has no clue how close he is to getting punched in the ribs. Katelyn, purple dress + red hair does indeed a tragic combination. Alan's real hair is struggling to get free!

I wanted to have Rufus in it, but every time I drew him, he looked very...I don't know...unlike himself. So, let's just assume he's just off frame causing havoc and Nikolaj is reprimanding him. Erm...lovingly.

Aww, Mel and Adge are losing their shit. I like them so much more when they're together. They're such cute dorks instead of angst-ridden cuckoos. :3 Mel's got one of those headscarf things Maid Marian had....what the hell are those called?

I don't know if Katelyn has access to the internet in N.C., but I'm not waiting to post it since I'll forget, lol. I have been quite absent minded lately. Also...falling asleep at strange hours. Seriously, it's bordering on narcolepsy, lol. I just keep curling up and having naps. It might be because I've been having such bizarre, intense dreams at night. O___O Dreams about the weirdest things, too, but the details are always hazy in the morning.