Summertime! (Happy Thursday). I mean, School time. Going back Sunday. Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh. !
I'm fairly certain that I didn't inform you of what classes I registered for. So now I guess it's time for me to tell you what classes I am taking imminently.
T/Th: I & II Samuel
T/Th: Sitcom Writing
T/Th: Writing for TV, Radio, & Film
M: Producing & Production Management
M/W: Intro to Computer Graphics
Yeah, lookit all that writing. Hurrah.
Thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis week, I went on some adventures. Driving adventures. Alllllllllll the way around my valley with my dad: from Saticoy to Camarillo to Pt. Mugu to Port Hueneme to Oxnard and back to Ventura. I seen so many places I've never seen before! It was real exciting.
And then there was the time I picked up Steven at the library, then we went to L&L, then we went to Gamestop, then we went to his house.....then we went to my house, then we went to Gamestop, and then we went to his house......it almost went on forever. Thrilling.
Uh, what else. Been cleaning and packing. But that's not very interesting.
Um, well. Happy Thursday.
Oh, I remember being proud of my vast technological victories. First I found the secret code to make the DVD player region free. So now I can buy any sort of Japanese DVD I want. If I can find a place to buy them.
Aaaaaaaaaaand then I got 9 BILLION points on Pokemon Pinball. That game lasted over an hour and a half! It was really amazing. I'm just sad I didn't hold out just a little longer to get 10 billion. One day, one day.
There was something else, too, but I utterly forget.
I just saw an ad for the LA County Fair, and it reminds me that I want to go to that. Since it's in session while I actually live in LA County. I deserve to go to that, don't I? I just love fairs. No idea why, I just do. Yaay fairs.
I don't really know what's going on in this post anymore. It's late. Or whatever. More school-talk next week, no doubt.
-Steph
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Thursday of the Week
Happy Thursday! I just finished watching High School Musical for the fifth time! I don't care what you think, it fills my heart with happiness.
Not a busy week, which means even if I did go into all the fangorious details, I'd still have to fill up the rest of the thing with, like, interesting stuff. This week I hung out with Carolyn and Jacqi (and Steven) in the real world, and gushed over HSM2 with Jennifer and Beth on the interwebs. I saw movies.
HSM2: SO CUTE. The songs are so much fun, and the dancing is more intense. The acting is decent. Vanessa Hudgens is very, very believable, while Ashley Tisdale needs to be taught how to not-just-read-aloud the script. Kid Efron is adorable, as is Grabeel. There's even a tragic scene at which I mist up every time. Over all, it just fills my heart with happiness. It's worth saying twice. OH. And, the moral is not as heavyhanded or irrelevant as in the first one. It's a lot more like a real movie.
Hairspray: Since I saw it sandwiched between airings of HSM, I get the two confused. Also because they both have singing, dancing, high school, and Zac Efron. But I do remember that it was also a lot of fun to experience. Travolta is a much better woman than you might expect. Or maybe, just as you expect. Newcomer Blonsky, the lead, is pretty good, but seems better suited to Broadway than Hollywood. Pfeiffer was downright disgusting, but it really suited the character. Full of laughs and the message isn't overforced, either.
The Prestige: The most apt description that comes to mind is not at all appropriate for polite company; maybe I'll point you to someone else who says it if you ask very nicely. I don't even know what to say about it. Oh, don't get me wrong, this isn't a bad review. I just don't know how to explain it without ruining it. Let's just say I truly wish I was smart enough or focused enough to write something like that.
Tony Takitani: Very Indie. Very Japanese. That being said, it's very slow and poignant without really being about much of anything at all.
Out of my new batch of signs I learned, my favorite is "lizard." It's an L with the one hand, and then it runs up your other arm. XD Like a lizard would.
Oh, so we've had more battles with the Raccoons. The big one was lurking about a couple days ago. So I kept chasing him away, "run, raccoon! run away!" I want to pet him. Once when I went out to run him off, there was all this commotion as soon as I stepped outside--it was the three baby raccoons fleeing for the safety tree. So then we shone the light up there and laughed at their silly raccoon faces. Here's some pictures.
Not a busy week, which means even if I did go into all the fangorious details, I'd still have to fill up the rest of the thing with, like, interesting stuff. This week I hung out with Carolyn and Jacqi (and Steven) in the real world, and gushed over HSM2 with Jennifer and Beth on the interwebs. I saw movies.
HSM2: SO CUTE. The songs are so much fun, and the dancing is more intense. The acting is decent. Vanessa Hudgens is very, very believable, while Ashley Tisdale needs to be taught how to not-just-read-aloud the script. Kid Efron is adorable, as is Grabeel. There's even a tragic scene at which I mist up every time. Over all, it just fills my heart with happiness. It's worth saying twice. OH. And, the moral is not as heavyhanded or irrelevant as in the first one. It's a lot more like a real movie.
Hairspray: Since I saw it sandwiched between airings of HSM, I get the two confused. Also because they both have singing, dancing, high school, and Zac Efron. But I do remember that it was also a lot of fun to experience. Travolta is a much better woman than you might expect. Or maybe, just as you expect. Newcomer Blonsky, the lead, is pretty good, but seems better suited to Broadway than Hollywood. Pfeiffer was downright disgusting, but it really suited the character. Full of laughs and the message isn't overforced, either.
The Prestige: The most apt description that comes to mind is not at all appropriate for polite company; maybe I'll point you to someone else who says it if you ask very nicely. I don't even know what to say about it. Oh, don't get me wrong, this isn't a bad review. I just don't know how to explain it without ruining it. Let's just say I truly wish I was smart enough or focused enough to write something like that.
Tony Takitani: Very Indie. Very Japanese. That being said, it's very slow and poignant without really being about much of anything at all.
Out of my new batch of signs I learned, my favorite is "lizard." It's an L with the one hand, and then it runs up your other arm. XD Like a lizard would.
Oh, so we've had more battles with the Raccoons. The big one was lurking about a couple days ago. So I kept chasing him away, "run, raccoon! run away!" I want to pet him. Once when I went out to run him off, there was all this commotion as soon as I stepped outside--it was the three baby raccoons fleeing for the safety tree. So then we shone the light up there and laughed at their silly raccoon faces. Here's some pictures.
Yeah. So laughable.
I also got new glasses! I mean, I finally picked them up! And I could immediately tell the difference. The prescription for my left eye had changed, which is why it had been hurting so bad. With the new glasses, I can tell its vision is being altered in a positive way rather than a negative way. There's a bit of funk in between the way the world looks through the glasses and what's bordering that, if that makes any sense at all. I'll get used to it, haha. Funky. Here's what they look like:
Snazzy, eh?
I really really need a haircut.
Happily, Thursdayily yours,
Steph
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Lobster Week
Happy Thursday! Lobster week is a lot like Shark Week, but it's a lot tastier. I never told you about my sign language show.
So one morning (really, it was the afternoon), I happened upon a show called Signing Time. Like a kid's show that teaches Spanish and reading, but instead it was for sign language. That day I learned all kinds of fun things, like "boots," and "outside," and "hat," and "silly."
And then it disappeared. I've only caught it maybe once since then. It reviewed for me the letters, and the numbers. AND THEN. I was taught the most wonderful signs: "crab," and "lobster." Crab is hard to explain, but I'll teach you lobster.
Both hands palm up. Then make like the peace sign (or two, or a V), and then snap 'em. Lobster.
And then lobsters have been everywhere. All the time I see lobsters, and then get to sign it compulsively. Lobsters on Good Eats, lobsters on that Wamu commercial, lobsters on that fake laptop in the model house. It's crazy. Megan, my last-year roommate, concocted a good plan for all the lobsters I encounter:
LOBSTERAIDE
- 1 cup finely chopped lobster tails
- 3 tbs. parsley
- 2 cups lemon juice
- 1 cup diced lobster claws
- 3 tsp salt
- 4 cups water
serves 4
Haven't tried it yet, but One Day, I assure you, One Day.
Just been hanging out this last week. In my garden? I have a cucumber vine plant? And this monster cucumber is about ready to be picked. Well. That sounded a lot more interesting before I wrote it. Also, there's a little green pepper which I hope will someday turn red. (like a lobster)
Seen movies. Gray Matters, Alfie, Constantine. Want to see Stardust. Coulda seen it, but I stayed home to watch Feasting on Asphalt 2, The River Run. This is Alton Brown, from Good Eats (you know, my favorite food show which I'm watching in twenty minutes) but he takes like a bike gang and travels America, sampling the native foods. Last summer he went from east coast to west; this season he's going up the Mississippi. It's a fascinating and great journey. Saturdays at nine. Food Network.
In the literary side of life, I just finished One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. I filched it out of my sister's room some weeks back, and was reading it bit by bit. But it got intense, you know, at the end, so I finished it. Tragic as all get out. Quite good.
I also had an eye exam and picked out new glasses. They're half frames, so they had to send them out to the shop to put all the special coats on them. I'll show you pictures when I get 'em.
But without 'em, my eyes tend to hurt. I don't know if it's because I'm using glasses that aren't quite the right prescription anymore. We'll see. But for now, I'mma wrap this up, so I don't have to look at it.
-Steph
So one morning (really, it was the afternoon), I happened upon a show called Signing Time. Like a kid's show that teaches Spanish and reading, but instead it was for sign language. That day I learned all kinds of fun things, like "boots," and "outside," and "hat," and "silly."
And then it disappeared. I've only caught it maybe once since then. It reviewed for me the letters, and the numbers. AND THEN. I was taught the most wonderful signs: "crab," and "lobster." Crab is hard to explain, but I'll teach you lobster.
Both hands palm up. Then make like the peace sign (or two, or a V), and then snap 'em. Lobster.
And then lobsters have been everywhere. All the time I see lobsters, and then get to sign it compulsively. Lobsters on Good Eats, lobsters on that Wamu commercial, lobsters on that fake laptop in the model house. It's crazy. Megan, my last-year roommate, concocted a good plan for all the lobsters I encounter:
LOBSTERAIDE
- 1 cup finely chopped lobster tails
- 3 tbs. parsley
- 2 cups lemon juice
- 1 cup diced lobster claws
- 3 tsp salt
- 4 cups water
serves 4
Haven't tried it yet, but One Day, I assure you, One Day.
Just been hanging out this last week. In my garden? I have a cucumber vine plant? And this monster cucumber is about ready to be picked. Well. That sounded a lot more interesting before I wrote it. Also, there's a little green pepper which I hope will someday turn red. (like a lobster)
Seen movies. Gray Matters, Alfie, Constantine. Want to see Stardust. Coulda seen it, but I stayed home to watch Feasting on Asphalt 2, The River Run. This is Alton Brown, from Good Eats (you know, my favorite food show which I'm watching in twenty minutes) but he takes like a bike gang and travels America, sampling the native foods. Last summer he went from east coast to west; this season he's going up the Mississippi. It's a fascinating and great journey. Saturdays at nine. Food Network.
In the literary side of life, I just finished One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. I filched it out of my sister's room some weeks back, and was reading it bit by bit. But it got intense, you know, at the end, so I finished it. Tragic as all get out. Quite good.
I also had an eye exam and picked out new glasses. They're half frames, so they had to send them out to the shop to put all the special coats on them. I'll show you pictures when I get 'em.
But without 'em, my eyes tend to hurt. I don't know if it's because I'm using glasses that aren't quite the right prescription anymore. We'll see. But for now, I'mma wrap this up, so I don't have to look at it.
-Steph
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Salty Salty Sharky Joe
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So you know how sometimes, if you hit the window instead of the text box, and then you hit backspace, it takes you back a page? Well, that just happened to me. And I was 90% done with writing a very extensive look at my active week and Casino Night today. So I'm really rather depressed, since it was so good. And instead of thinking of Happy Thursday things to tell you, like poker and baby raccoons, I just feel like telling you about how Raines was cancelled. Which is also very depressing. Seriously, when I found out for sure, I got so angry I was really almost sick. And the instant analogy my mind found for me was, "cancelling Raines is like murdering a baby." Because it was so good and exactly what television needed, and all I wanted to do was watch more of it. It could have been a classic.
Deleting my entire letter is like when I'm playing Final Fantasy. I like to level up, so that I don't die, right? But sometimes, things are just so hard, like Seymour, or like Xaldin in KHII, where you lose unexpectedly, and you just have to turn it off and walk away for a few days. Like in FFXII, I was exploring the Sandsea, an ENORMOUS map with no save spot--two or three hours into it, my entire party is wiped out by this Entite, this monster which now (at level 60) is still a challenge to defeat, and this was me at level 15 or so.....and all that exploring, that two hours, was suddenly wasted. That ached. I definitly didn't go back to that for a few days. I just don't pop back from loses like this so easily.
So, Happy Thursday. I'm sorry you couldn't enjoy the details of my week the way I wanted to present them to you. I'll give you a little list, but it just won't be the same. Share in my tragic woe.
Last Thursday, midnight, Bourne Ultimatum. Very good.
Five hours later, waking up and driving to Burbank to pick up my sister's friend from the airport. She stayed with us a few days, 'cause she's from Washington.
Sunday, hung out with Jacqi and Greg and Kaia at a picnic, at Jacqi's house, and at Kaia's house. Watched Guys and Dolls with Brando and Sinatra. A fun movie.
Monday, played KHII and FFXII; Jacqi and Greg dropped by on their way back from the mall.
Tuesday spent the whole day at my mom's classroom, helping out. Mostly entered data on all the posters she has. Also played Oregon Trail on the ooooooold Mac that I moved from one side of the counter to the other. My party (Pluto, Charon, Nix, Hydra, Cerberus) all survived, which is rare.
Yesterday went to the fair with everyone, which had a whole three paragraphs of fun. Looked at old people art, at kid art, at chickens, at barn animals, at rabbits, at lawns, at photography. I had my yearly udon/corndog/cotton candy. No room for an apple tower. I feel entitled to take my time at the fair, to savor it yearly, but that bored everyone away, so it was just me and Carolyn by the end. I enjoy the term and the atmosphere of the Midway, but I don't like the rides. We ended up back at Carolyn's house, watching jellyfish and face eating tumors and gender bending.
Today I went to the Salvation army to get some lounge music records. I ended up buy The Soul of Spain, and the Harmonicats, instead. And a pillow with Matt from Digimon on it. Then to Vons for salty snacks and bottled beverages, and then Jacqi and Greg on the way back. Then Carolyn showed up, and a little bit later Steven appeared, and we had Casino Night. Jacqi raked in most of the money. We also went to the park and examined the new play equipments. We all managed to climb up the little slide. Then we cooked chicken type food, a soup, three minute mashed potatoes and some corn, and also rice. It was cute and fun. Cooking with a bunch of people is entertaining.
Also, we called Jennifer on speaker phone and discussed possible cosplay for the AX next year. Yes. Already.
The big raccoon tried to steal Donnie's food, but I scared it away. Later, I found its babies stuck in our tree, all alone. So we took pictures. They make sounds like a squeaky toy mixed with a dolphin. The babies have cute little bear/badger faces, too.
Also, there was an earthquake at 1 this morning. I'd just gone to sleep, so that when I woke up to the earthquake, I hadn't even known I was asleep. Back at school, I kept expecting to wake up to an earthquake every morning, I don't know why. But I did this morning, but when I sat up, it stopped. And then I wasn't at all sure if there really had been an earthquake--maybe it was just my heartbeat shaking the bed. So I really didn't know if there was or was not an earthquake until I looked it up online this morning.
Okay. I'm sorry this is so dead sounding. My hopes and dreams were instantly shattered, so what do you expect. At least I have Good Eats and Colbert Report to finish off my day. Good night.
-Steph
So you know how sometimes, if you hit the window instead of the text box, and then you hit backspace, it takes you back a page? Well, that just happened to me. And I was 90% done with writing a very extensive look at my active week and Casino Night today. So I'm really rather depressed, since it was so good. And instead of thinking of Happy Thursday things to tell you, like poker and baby raccoons, I just feel like telling you about how Raines was cancelled. Which is also very depressing. Seriously, when I found out for sure, I got so angry I was really almost sick. And the instant analogy my mind found for me was, "cancelling Raines is like murdering a baby." Because it was so good and exactly what television needed, and all I wanted to do was watch more of it. It could have been a classic.
Deleting my entire letter is like when I'm playing Final Fantasy. I like to level up, so that I don't die, right? But sometimes, things are just so hard, like Seymour, or like Xaldin in KHII, where you lose unexpectedly, and you just have to turn it off and walk away for a few days. Like in FFXII, I was exploring the Sandsea, an ENORMOUS map with no save spot--two or three hours into it, my entire party is wiped out by this Entite, this monster which now (at level 60) is still a challenge to defeat, and this was me at level 15 or so.....and all that exploring, that two hours, was suddenly wasted. That ached. I definitly didn't go back to that for a few days. I just don't pop back from loses like this so easily.
So, Happy Thursday. I'm sorry you couldn't enjoy the details of my week the way I wanted to present them to you. I'll give you a little list, but it just won't be the same. Share in my tragic woe.
Last Thursday, midnight, Bourne Ultimatum. Very good.
Five hours later, waking up and driving to Burbank to pick up my sister's friend from the airport. She stayed with us a few days, 'cause she's from Washington.
Sunday, hung out with Jacqi and Greg and Kaia at a picnic, at Jacqi's house, and at Kaia's house. Watched Guys and Dolls with Brando and Sinatra. A fun movie.
Monday, played KHII and FFXII; Jacqi and Greg dropped by on their way back from the mall.
Tuesday spent the whole day at my mom's classroom, helping out. Mostly entered data on all the posters she has. Also played Oregon Trail on the ooooooold Mac that I moved from one side of the counter to the other. My party (Pluto, Charon, Nix, Hydra, Cerberus) all survived, which is rare.
Yesterday went to the fair with everyone, which had a whole three paragraphs of fun. Looked at old people art, at kid art, at chickens, at barn animals, at rabbits, at lawns, at photography. I had my yearly udon/corndog/cotton candy. No room for an apple tower. I feel entitled to take my time at the fair, to savor it yearly, but that bored everyone away, so it was just me and Carolyn by the end. I enjoy the term and the atmosphere of the Midway, but I don't like the rides. We ended up back at Carolyn's house, watching jellyfish and face eating tumors and gender bending.
Today I went to the Salvation army to get some lounge music records. I ended up buy The Soul of Spain, and the Harmonicats, instead. And a pillow with Matt from Digimon on it. Then to Vons for salty snacks and bottled beverages, and then Jacqi and Greg on the way back. Then Carolyn showed up, and a little bit later Steven appeared, and we had Casino Night. Jacqi raked in most of the money. We also went to the park and examined the new play equipments. We all managed to climb up the little slide. Then we cooked chicken type food, a soup, three minute mashed potatoes and some corn, and also rice. It was cute and fun. Cooking with a bunch of people is entertaining.
Also, we called Jennifer on speaker phone and discussed possible cosplay for the AX next year. Yes. Already.
The big raccoon tried to steal Donnie's food, but I scared it away. Later, I found its babies stuck in our tree, all alone. So we took pictures. They make sounds like a squeaky toy mixed with a dolphin. The babies have cute little bear/badger faces, too.
Also, there was an earthquake at 1 this morning. I'd just gone to sleep, so that when I woke up to the earthquake, I hadn't even known I was asleep. Back at school, I kept expecting to wake up to an earthquake every morning, I don't know why. But I did this morning, but when I sat up, it stopped. And then I wasn't at all sure if there really had been an earthquake--maybe it was just my heartbeat shaking the bed. So I really didn't know if there was or was not an earthquake until I looked it up online this morning.
Okay. I'm sorry this is so dead sounding. My hopes and dreams were instantly shattered, so what do you expect. At least I have Good Eats and Colbert Report to finish off my day. Good night.
-Steph
Thursday, August 02, 2007
They Might Be Crazy
Happy Thursday! Today, being the 2nd, happens to be Planism Thursday. I hope you all wore your blues and yellows along with the reds and browns.
In the cleaning (which will be discussed soon), I found a tape which must be my brother's, and it's labeled They Might Be Giants. Now, the only experience I have with them is through Homestar Runner. But I guess it's a real old band since the tape case has "Buena Rules" etched into the back. Which is adorable. ANYWAY, They Might Be Giants is a crazy band. But quite entertaining. Song about mammals? Entertaining.
So we went to Huntington Library on Saturday. That's a cool place, I've only been there once in my memory. But, but! There's this GINORMOUS cactus garden. Like, you could get lost forever in there. We were walking, and it was all, oh, this is cute, and I thought we were done, but then we were in there for maybe another hour. Hour and a half, even. I haven't uploaded any of my pictures yet, 'cause I'm a crazy old coot, but it was amazing. The only one I saw that was really for sure like one I have here at home, was this big version of Rokusho. Which eventually I'll put up on Flickr, so you'll know what I mean.
There's also this big Japanese type area, so this place is now likely to be one of my favorite places ever. There's a bamboo forest type place, and a bonsai garden and a rock garden and a big wooden bridge and a fake house and then a little park with a koi pond going all through it. And a crazy tour guide saying that we get our amusement parks from the way the Japanese would put a tea garden in every place they go.
There's also a bunch of statues from classical mythology, and I totally could recognize them from my recent pillaging of Wikipedia on the subject. Except I couldn't remember who the Greek Diana was--it's Artemis.
But then we went to Ikea. Grrr. Not really a good thing to stack on top of a big adventure. But we got me a giant thing of drawers to put things in, which means I had/have to reorganize like everything, and that's WAY FUN. So that's what I've been doing.
OK SO. The Bourne Ultimatum. Is playing in Camarillo at 11:59, and I'm going to be there for it. So we need to leave like now, so I'll see you tomorrow. Happy Thursday. :3
-Steph
PS
I'm rooting for Pasha.
In the cleaning (which will be discussed soon), I found a tape which must be my brother's, and it's labeled They Might Be Giants. Now, the only experience I have with them is through Homestar Runner. But I guess it's a real old band since the tape case has "Buena Rules" etched into the back. Which is adorable. ANYWAY, They Might Be Giants is a crazy band. But quite entertaining. Song about mammals? Entertaining.
So we went to Huntington Library on Saturday. That's a cool place, I've only been there once in my memory. But, but! There's this GINORMOUS cactus garden. Like, you could get lost forever in there. We were walking, and it was all, oh, this is cute, and I thought we were done, but then we were in there for maybe another hour. Hour and a half, even. I haven't uploaded any of my pictures yet, 'cause I'm a crazy old coot, but it was amazing. The only one I saw that was really for sure like one I have here at home, was this big version of Rokusho. Which eventually I'll put up on Flickr, so you'll know what I mean.
There's also this big Japanese type area, so this place is now likely to be one of my favorite places ever. There's a bamboo forest type place, and a bonsai garden and a rock garden and a big wooden bridge and a fake house and then a little park with a koi pond going all through it. And a crazy tour guide saying that we get our amusement parks from the way the Japanese would put a tea garden in every place they go.
There's also a bunch of statues from classical mythology, and I totally could recognize them from my recent pillaging of Wikipedia on the subject. Except I couldn't remember who the Greek Diana was--it's Artemis.
But then we went to Ikea. Grrr. Not really a good thing to stack on top of a big adventure. But we got me a giant thing of drawers to put things in, which means I had/have to reorganize like everything, and that's WAY FUN. So that's what I've been doing.
OK SO. The Bourne Ultimatum. Is playing in Camarillo at 11:59, and I'm going to be there for it. So we need to leave like now, so I'll see you tomorrow. Happy Thursday. :3
-Steph
PS
I'm rooting for Pasha.
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