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Macbeth and Lady Macbeth can't Both have gay lovers! [14 Nov 2006|11:18pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]

So...long time, no post. I'd put it down to lack of time, but I don't really have any time right now, and yet here I am.

A Cliff Notes version of What's Been Going On Since February:

1. Japanese is pretty much the coolest language ever.

2. Yeah Judaism!

3. No, seriously. When did the synagogue become a commonplace area to hang out in? I have no idea. All I know is that I'm there way more often than I used to be.

4. English is a pretty cool language too.

5. Fencing is awesome, but murder on the legs.

6. Fencing is a great way to get guys.

7. A Fantastic way to get guys.

8. Doctor Who is amazing, regardless of actual content.

9. I'm pretty sure my black corset shirt was directly a gift from the gods.

10. USY on Wheels, Bus A! 47! 47! I Cook by the book! /other inside jokes irrelevant to anybody on livejournal

11. Scene: All of the subjects are hanging out, boozing, having a few laughs:
MATH: Hey, you know what would be hilarious? If I, for absolutely no reason whatsoever, completely ruined Lisa's life.
ALL OTHER SUBJECTS: But she's so cool! We love her!
MATH: Screw you guys! Just you wait, she'll completely forget how much she loves you and be consumed by her hatred of me! MWAHAHAHAHA!!

12. Herbal Essences pretty much owns me now.

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How to lose your pants while wearing them. [21 Feb 2006|05:18pm]
[ mood | WTF? ]

I'm the type of person that can lose their phone while talking on it. I've actually sort of done it, to be honest. But this time? I've really outdone myself in the category of clumsy, random losing of shit.

So, I went to sleep last night wearing a red tank top underneath a too-small blue t-shirt. I was wearing my favorite pair of pajama pants; black/pink/red striped, flannel, and comfortable as anything you will ever wear.
I went to sleep, and as far as I know, except to go to the bathroom, I never got up. I woke up underneath all of my covers, in pretty much the same position I went to sleep in.

Only one thing was different; I wasn't wearing pants.

I had both of my shirts on, my underwear on, everything except pants. They just...disappeared. I've actually checked everwhere in my room, and I still can't find my favorite pair of pants. I've looked between the sheets, under the bed, any plausible place to be. I've asked my parents if I was moving around or sleep walking or something, but they said no. I'm fairly sure I was sober. I don't remember my dreams, but I'm wondering if maybe I had a dream where I was required to take off my pants and hide them. If so, I'm really pissed off that I don't remember them.

Why does this always happen to me?

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No, it's not true. But it's what I believe in! [08 Feb 2006|10:19pm]
[ mood | dorky ]

Extremely, extremely, mild VM spoiler:


Can you tell what ship I'm on?

ETA: Sigh. Weevil, how can you be the Bald Sex if you aren't bald? Ponder this for a bit.

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This is a book. A what? A book. A what? A book. Oh, it's a book. [04 Feb 2006|01:18pm]
[ mood | nervous ]

Papageno is a whole lotta bird-catching flamingo-fantasizing wine-drinking thunder-and-lightening-inducing love.

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[01 Feb 2006|10:10pm]
Wow, that was a good episode of Veronica Mars. I personally have been loving this season, but that episode was tight, consistant, and had all of my favorite characters.
Favorite line? "What am I, a smellologist?".
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[25 Jan 2006|10:19pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]

Dear Veronica Mars Writers,
I had some issues with the episode. Something regarding characterization, plausibility, or...I really can't remember. I was going to write all about said issues, but then you put in a Lost reference. All I can say is, it's going down in Lisa history as the greatest thing ever. Ever. I can't even remember anything bad about the episode, that's how awesome the reference was.
Lots of Love, Lisa

p.s. I love Dick/Logan interaction. "You're not very complicated, are you?" "I try not to be." Love!

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[14 Jan 2006|11:40pm]
[ mood | chipper ]

5 Things I've learned from Gilbert and Sullivan:

1) Finding out you're switched at birth will solve all your problems.

2) Fat people and short, old people are the best kind.

3) Love will conquer everything, including gaping plot holes.

4) I've got a left elbow people come from miles around to see...

5) No matter what happens in life, you will always end up with your soul mate. Even if that person is evil, of a significantly different age, or the Lord High Executioner.

Buffy Marathon Tomorrow! Hell Yeah!

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Oh, so "pharm" isn't ghetto for farm. It means "Pharmecy". [11 Jan 2006|10:00pm]
My opinions on this week's Lost, un-spoilery:

1. Charie is an asshole, but his "pissed-off" gaze is so adorable I almost forgive him.

2. I am on Team Mr. Eko. Seriously, if it comes down to it, I want the guy with "dried blood on his Jesus stick".

3. Does Sawyer have a plot line? No. Does he have more than three lines of dialogue? No. Does he look Unbelievably hot with his new haircut? HELL. YES.

ETA: Also! Hurley/Libby OTP! Eeeee!!!

In other news, a conversation I had earlier with my piano teacher:
Anne: Try to muster up this piece, even if you haven't played it in a while.
Me: Oh, for a second there I though you said "mustard" instead of "muster".
Anne: *laughs* Okay, seriously, though, try to play the music with "relish".
Both of us: *crack up* *continue to crack up*
Me: I'll try to "ketchup" on my old pieces.

It sounds stupid in print, but it was actually really funny. Mostly because we were both having a really slow day, and so after each pun the other one would take a minute to understand it, before bursting out into hysterical laughter.
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[12 Dec 2005|06:53pm]
[ mood | So much Wallace love!!! ]

My extreme love for Wallace and spoilers for One Angry VeronicaCollapse )

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[09 Dec 2005|11:25am]
It's a snow day, which is both awesome and not awesome at the same time. On the one hand, SNOW DAY!!!! On the other hand, no biology review, meaning I'm going to fail my test.
It's kind of strange, actually. Apparently my bus driver won't drive us to school if the roads are bad. My mom told me yesterday that if my bus driver doesn't come, she's not going to drive me. So, basically, if it snows a lot, I'm not going to school.
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[30 Nov 2005|10:07pm]
Lost Spoilers Oh Dear LordCollapse )
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[09 Nov 2005|10:02pm]
[ mood | sick ]

Read more...Collapse )

Off to finish my math homework. Geometry proofs, wheee!

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There's really no point if we're not snapping in unison. [07 Nov 2005|08:36pm]
[ mood | Fucking falling weights. ]

More good times with my synagogue youth group:

Jason (the leader): Okay, we need an event for the month of December.
USY board: Movie night! Other incredibly pathetic suggesions!
Mitchell: Gang war.
USY: *Pauses* *Ponders* (no, seriously)
Jason: Well, you know, there's really no point if we're not snapping in unison.
USY board: *snaps in unison*

So, we decided that a gang war with Beth El synagogue is not out of the question. Except that, you know, we're about ten people, while they're about five million. Still, we could kick their asses.

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Jesusfuck. [06 Nov 2005|01:28pm]
[ mood | Gaah fucking agony. ]

It's a good thing I'm a weakling, because otherwise that weight falling on my face would have hurt a helluva lot more than it already does. Fuck.

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"Welcome to the Good Ship Ass Kisser" (paraphrased) [01 Nov 2005|10:07pm]
How much do I want it to be next week's House already? Angsty!Wilson, House in what appears to be a leather jacket, and the Ducklings. What more could I ask for?
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I'll be the waitress, but I don't want to be a cross-dressing hooker. [25 Oct 2005|06:55pm]
[ mood | discontent ]

So, there I am in Japanese class, being all studious and shit. We were learning the names of different places, so my awesome Japanese teacher drew a street with different stores lined up.
I went on to spend the rest of class wondering why the bookstore and library were right next to each other.

Oh, and in math class, we were learning about corallaries (spelled wrong, I'm sure. My textbook is farther than my arm reaches). My awesome Math teacher was trying to get the English guy in my class to pronounce it the English way, as one does. Nobody in the class could pronounce it, so my teacher decided to teach us all about the Koala Bears of Theorem 3-10.

Coming up next, after I'm productive and get my homework done: An Editorial on the portrayal of Women in the Media (AKA Why I Love Veronica Mars).

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[24 Oct 2005|06:37am]
The USY (United Synagogue Youth, I think) fundraiser went surprisingly well last night. "Well" as in nothing blew up, and nobody got hurt. Almost. Some people banged their heads, but that was it!

We were serving dinner in the Sukkah, so it was essentially ten teenages and a twenty-something trying to get baked ziti to thirty people. The baked ziti was actually easy, because our director made it at his house, but the rest was a bit harder. There was the garlic bread crises, the salad crises, and the seating crises. Utensil fiascos are in another category entirely, being numerous and panic-inducing. Anyhow, it all worked out fine.
Of course, as soon as the first things of ziti are cleared from the guest's tables, we begin dissecting them in the kitchen. By that I mean, forks and knives optional. It was a free-for-all, sanitation be damned.

My synagogue is being rennovated, so we are currently in a church. We were working in the basement, and the sukkah was all the way around the building. I was running back and forth, since I was setting the table, and was getting kind of hungry. Everybody else was hungry anyway, just on default. We started raiding the refridgerator, as one does in a church. Okay, this may need some clarification: Nobody can raid a fridge like a Jew from my shul. We are practiced. Long afternoons of Hebrew School, lying about going to the bathroom so we can grab some Sprite, have hardened and toned us into the master fridge raiders that we now are. So. After digging through the fridge, somebody said "Are we stealing all of the Christians' food?". We turn around, look at him, and go back to what we were doing. Good. Times.

The whole garlic bread thing was kind of funny, actually. We were making after people had arrived, because they were having salad first. After all of the bread was buttered, Jason, our director/leader guy, showed us what to do and told us to get to it.

Us: Okay, garlic.
Aaron: How much garlic? I'll just put a little bit on.
Jason: No! More garlic! There must be abundant amounts of garlic!
Bread: *is abundantly garlic-ed*
Me: What's next?
Someone: Paprika.
Everyone: You don't put paprika on Garlic bread.
Pause: *is long*
Everyone: Where's Jason? Jason! Crises!
Jason: What?
Everyone: You don't put paprika on garlic bread!
Jason: Yes you do, dammit, and keep working! Tempus fugit!
Rabbi: What are you doing? Paprika doesn't go on garlic bread.
Jason: Yes it does, keep paprika-ing.
Everyone: *paprikas*
Garlic bread: *comes out tasting really damn good*
Everyone: *raids oven for Garlic bread*

Oh, and the rabbi told me the reason I may not like Dr. Allison Cameron on "House" is because I am jealous of the attention that House pays her.
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Does he go to an all-girls school? [16 Oct 2005|12:36am]
So I just watched The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants again. Again, I am reduced in the first five minutes to a sobbing emotional wreck. (No, the first five minutes aren't sad. I just cry during it anyway)
Goshdarnit, I cannot keep wearing eyeliner when I watch movies. It just does not work.
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No Deviant Sexual Fantasies during English, please! [11 Oct 2005|05:26pm]
[ mood | touched ]

I think that today has been most rewarding day of school, academically. As in, I actually sort of knew what was going on.
In my English class, we were discussing this short story by Nathaniel Hawthorne called "Rappaccini's Daughter".
Baglioni was all 'Ha! Pwnzed!'Collapse )

The short version: I was awesome in English class today. Religious discussions ensued.
Oh, and I saw Born into Brothels today in assembly. I thought it was a fantastic film, leaving me incredibly depressed and teary for another forty-five minutes or so. I think the women who made the film is going to the school soon to talk about it, but I don't think I can make it.
Oh, and scolixa: Are the EPIC awards happening this year?

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[09 Oct 2005|04:24pm]
Ina, is 11:00 am alright for tomorrow?
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