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Tuesday, May 31, 2005

I Fought The Law...

And the Law won, as the old song goes. How was my trip, you ask. Great. But we can talk about how my parents and family made me cry at a later time. The most important thing comes from my ride home. Clarence, my car in case you've never met him, and I were scooting by at a reasonable speed. I say reasonable because it was Utah and no one drives reasonably. Well, as I was saying, it was about six, when out of nowhere the lights come flashing behind me. I thought for a second that maybe, just maybe, he was looking for someone else, but no. Apparently I was going 75 MPH instead of the regulated 65. (Does anyone else think it's insane that the freeway speed is 65?) So long story short, my driver's license was not valid, I couldn't find my Proof of Insurance (which I have), and I was speeding. The officer, who wasn't as nice as a certain Officer Moore of my acquaintance, told me to get off at the next exit and call someone to come and get me because I couldn't drive home.

I am still trying to get everything together. The lady at the DMV told me I just needed to get the form filled out, I didn't need to get a new license, and send said form in. Hooray! Also, my new Proof of Insurance is on the way. I think the most valuable thing I have learned is that Utah is not my favorite place to drive, I should probably slow down on the freeway or at least when I see a cop, and that polychic and the rage are great roommates who are even willing to brave the treachorous roads of Bountiful to come and pick up an overdramatic roommate. And to Jimbolicious, you know that it was a sign that you heard Renegade the very day I experienced this event. That song just has to be the best STYX song ever.
The following link is provided to any who need to check the status of their driver's license. Did you know that within 10 days of moving you need to inform the DMV?
www.driverslicense.utah.gov

Sunday, May 29, 2005

The Return of The Kittykat

I shall be returning home to Provo Monday. I don't know when, I don't know how, but I know somethings starting right now...just thought that I would put that song into everyone's head.
Watch and you'll see, one day I'll be, part of your world.

Thursday, May 26, 2005

My Descent into Nerdiness Or Longest Blog EVER!!!

I may or may not have gone to Star Wars again today with my mom. Although that is exciting news, probably the most interesting thing that came out of it was a deep thought about myself. The thought was "WHAT A HUGE NERD I HAVE BECOME." How did I get this way? Surely on the path to nerdiness there were some signs that I should have turn back. Have I grasped the nerdy side of life just as Anakin Skywalker turned to the dark side of the force.
Here are some of the key nerd moments in my life, which I hope on deeper reflection will help me get to the bottom of my "problem".
1. I am born in Idaho, a place that lacks a certain amount of outside entertainment so that I am forced to turn inwards, my imagination excels.
2. I become obsessed with Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, pretending that I get to be the cool girl turtle. Hey it could happen.
3. I manage to survive junior high and most of high school without encountering any further nerdy moments, notice I skip over most moments concerning NKOTB. That's because I don't think that I was really obsessed with them. And if you don't know who NKOTB is then you aren't really a nerd.
4. I make friends with Megan Miller, the first in a long line of people who inspire me to take my obsessive personality to a new level. I list a few of the glorious things that I love and obsess over. Young Hercules otherwise known as Ryan Gosling. Megan and I may have had a tape of favorite episodes, and whenever I see him in upcoming movies, I still get shivers and want to scream out with joy. NSYNC. That's right, NSYNC. I don't think I need to explain myself to you.
5. Summer 2001, living at home gives me lots of time to read. Harry Potter is introduced into my life. I discover that lots of people love him.
6. I move to Provo, don't have a TV, but discover the online world of Harry Potter fanatics. I feel like I am home.
7. I move in with a certain group of people who are obsessive about the same type of things, and the nerdiness flourishes.
8. A certain Half ethnic girl introduces me to Angel and the wonderful world of Joss Whedon.
9. We discover that television shows are best watched on DVD, set up the Angel fund, and pretty much suck all of our friends into Angel with us.
10. I have now found multiple people who are equally obsessive about a great many things. We thrive together in our little hub of Provo. Some of us make plans to attend a Star Wars Convention in a couple of years.
I think the list, although long is not near accurate enough. The sad part about my life is that the farther into Nerddom I get, the less weird those "Weird kids" seem. I can see myself dressing up to attend a movie premiere. I plan on waiting in line for HP6, and probably HP7 . Aren't these all things that people scoff at and pretend to ridicule? The funny thing is, I can't really make fun of the people who camped out for Star Wars, because if I had the time and the money capacity, and maybe one other person to go with me (to save my place in line, you know, for potty brakes) then I would have camped out too. It's a sad realization but then, who says my life isn't sad.

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Part Three of the Great Epic

The group walked out of the crowded theatre. The day in New York had been a success and the only thing left for them to do was head back to the Institute.
"My favorite part was when the chandelier came crashing down. I also liked it when all of the people were hanged and their bodies dropped to the stage."
"Honestly, Ron, it was just one guy and I think it was rather morbid," tsked Hermione in distaste. They had barely convinced Professor Snape to allow them to stay just a little longer so that they could see the Phantom of the Opera.
"I agree with Ron. There wasn't enough violence. And what was with all of the singing?" Harry questioned.
"I should think, Potter, that you get enough violence in your real life. Although I agree with you about the music. How would they all know the same songs and dances? It's just not realistic," commented the greasier of their guardians. "Although that Phantom guy had some good ideas. I wonder if I could turn the dungeon into something like he had set up under the theatre?"
"Oh, Severus," Gabrielle laughed out, "I certainly hope that you don't start patterning your life after the Phantom of the Opera."
"He already has, Miss Williamson. All he needs is a deformed face and a penchant for writing songs and he will officially become the Phantom of Hogwarts."
"I would think, Mr. Malfoy, that after your emotional outburst tonight, you would not want to egg anyone on who had the ammunition. I would keep my thoughts to myself."
"Hey, I can't help it if I cried. That song at the cemetery really got to me. Besides, women really dig the sensitive, brooding type, and I can't let my fans down."
The rest of the group laughed as Draco led them to the train station. There was one there, however, who agreed with him on the whole "digging the sensitive, brooding type".
"Oh, Draco, how little you know about your fanbase."
To Be Continued...

Sunday, May 22, 2005

I-DA-HO

Here I am in Idaho. the greatest state in the Union. Everything is surprisingly green here, considering I live in the middle of a desert. The drive here was long but happy because the radio in my car worked the entire time.
There is one evil that I spyed on my way into town. My beloved Westside has sprouted up with a Wal-Mart, the ever pressing destroyer of all real culture and individuality. My town does not need another Wal-Mart. There is one across town, and it's not like we live in this huge place. Sure we have more than enough white trash to go around, but does that mean we need to encourage them by giving them a homeland to shop in?
Go away Wal-Mart. Give me back my Westside. There is no room for you here. Unless of course it's past midnight and I really need to buy a CD or some batteries or something.

Friday, May 20, 2005

Star Wars!!!

I know that you have all been waiting for my personal review of the movie. Well, here it is, in the ever popular bullet format.
BAD PARTS OF MOVIE:
1. Padme: I'm not gonna lie, I have always really liked her in the movies. However, for some reason, her part in this one was subpar, whether we should blame this on Natalie Portman and her acting or George Lucas and his writing. (I am more inclined to blame it on the latter)
2. Yoda. He is just plain dumb as a computer animated figure. His voice is silly, and I don't really think he could kick that much trash against the emporer.
3. The end part with Darth Vadar. You know, when he is tied to the operation chair and he is all upset about Padme. Those lines were never meant to be said by James Earl Jones, and I wish that I could erase them from my memory.
4. The wookies. No, Smithfieldman, your part was excellent. A certain roommate of mine discussed the thrown in quality that they had. It's like they decided that Chewbacca was going to be in the movie no matter what, even if it didn't fit into the plot.
Hmm...I can't think of anything else at the moment
GOOD...I MEAN AWESOME PARTS:
1. Obi-Wan: I didn't think that I could love him more. It turns out I was wrong. Favorite lines: "Another happy landing" and "You were the chosen one".
2. The tight was that Count Dooku was killed. I think we all know I love violence.
3. Anakin's torment. I really felt like he was going evil, for so many reasons. He wanted Padme to live, he wanted power, he wan't recognition. Hmm...I have a book and two friends he should meet, that would have helped him out quite a bit.
4. Light-saber fight between Obi-Wan and Anakin. So good.
5. Darth Vadar's return.
6. The cutest babies at the end...what were their names again?
7. Smithfieldman's ever great role. Probably the highlight of the film.
Well, that's it. Long I know, but Star Wars deserves it. Let me know if you ever want to watch it with me. I am dying to see it again.

Monday, May 16, 2005

It's been a while...

Not much has happened. I wish that I could think of something to write, but there isn't much there. A creepy guy hit on my roommate and I at the bookstore. We were reading Zodiac books. He comes up and asks us if we really believe in all of that crap. Ughh! I mean, I go to a bookstore, not to hopefully meet that man of my dreams, but to read. I don't want to meet creepy guys who hang out in Borders scamming on girls.

Monday, May 02, 2005

The Darkest Dark Abyss Part Two

Severus Snape had never been to America, or had any interest in even meeting someone from there. To him, the country seemed full of unrefined ruffians who had no idea what polite society really was. The only reason he was in the cursed country now was because Albus Dumbledore, his mentor, had poked and prodded until Severus was forced to accompany the group of students on their International Learning Adventure. At least his rooms at the Salem Institute were proving to be more than adequate. His study and personal work space was immaculate, a nod to the fact that the school desperately needed a new Chemistry teacher and he was supposedly the one to fit the bill. Little did they know that he would never leave England really. He had never desired to leave his homeland, and although this trip would take him away for nine months, that was all of the time that he desired to be away from Hogwarts and his real home.
Draco and Hermione strolled into his office one Thursday with worried looks on their faces. This seemed rather strange because everthing so far had been going smoothly. His classes had been amazingly calm and the students seemed to be picking up the subject rather quickly. There simply was no reason for the young couple to look so distressed, as their studies had not even begun to overwhelm them, despite Miss Granger's need for overpreparation.
"What can I do for you two? Staying out of trouble I hope."
"Oh yes,sir, of course," Hermione stammered out immediately. "Sir, we have a proposal for you. Well, you see...Oh Draco why don't you tell him."
"Sir, we would really like the opportunity to see all the sights of America while we are here. Next week, a group of our classmates are going to be going to New York City for a day of theatre. We would really love to accompany them."
"You see, Professor, the only thing we need is permission from our advisor. We would be supervised by Miss Williamson and would only be gone for a day and a half. Draco, Ron, Harry, Ginny, and I would appreciate it if you let us go with them."
He sat there for a few moments, contemplating the matter at hand. True, Miss Williamson had proven herself as a disciplinarian. She always had the fewest students in detention, mostly because they all were too afraid to stand in the way of her wrath. However, a trip to the City was hardly practical. They were here for education, not vacations and sight-seeing tours.
"Sir?" Draco finally asked.
"Alright, you may go."
"Oh, thank you. We'll behave ourselves, we promise."
"Of course you will, Miss Granger. I will be accompanying you. I promised Dumbledore I would make sure you were all setting a good example of Hogwarts, and I won't be remisced for a small bit of theatre myself. Yes, I am quite set upon the idea."

Sunday, May 01, 2005

My newest endeavor

I think that I have decided what to do with my life. I will hunt down obscure T. V. shows that I have enjoyed and put them on DVD. My first and second projects will be Freakazoid! and Covington Cross. I am going to begin by contacting the makers of these shows for the rights to put them on DVD. Does anyone actually know how to do this? My sister has a DVD burner but I don't how exactly how to download crap like this. If you have any information let me know.