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Sunday, March 21, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Dear God Almighty Mr. Mirkle!
This is from the last episode in Season 1.
Dear God Almighty Mr. Mirkle!
The freaking Blue Man Group is outside
Lorelai Gilmore's house.
No, wait, it's not them,
it's just the early rising, diner owner, Luke Danes.
What's he doing?
Fixing her porch rail.
That's right. He is. He's fixing her porch rail...
At six thirty in the morning!
"Why? Why?," she asks him.
"It was broken. It could hurt somebody," he explains.
Does he not know that she sleeps around there?
That she likes sleep, it makes her pretty,
and keeps her from killing her crazy friends?
She tells him to pound one more thing while he's out there,
his head.
And a for-sale sign out on the lawn because she's moving.
That's really two things,
the sign and his head.
He needs to do it in that order 'cause otherwise,
he'll be too dizzy to do the sign thing.
This is the clip of the actual scene
Dear God Almighty Mr. Mirkle!
The freaking Blue Man Group is outside
Lorelai Gilmore's house.
No, wait, it's not them,
it's just the early rising, diner owner, Luke Danes.
What's he doing?
Fixing her porch rail.
That's right. He is. He's fixing her porch rail...
At six thirty in the morning!
"Why? Why?," she asks him.
"It was broken. It could hurt somebody," he explains.
Does he not know that she sleeps around there?
That she likes sleep, it makes her pretty,
and keeps her from killing her crazy friends?
She tells him to pound one more thing while he's out there,
his head.
And a for-sale sign out on the lawn because she's moving.
That's really two things,
the sign and his head.
He needs to do it in that order 'cause otherwise,
he'll be too dizzy to do the sign thing.
This is the clip of the actual scene
Friday, March 12, 2010
The Greek World
Recently I've been slowly introduced to the Greek world of sororities and fraternities at CSU Northridge. This semester Corinne rushed DZ and was given a bid, which means that she's in, and she really likes it. It's been cool to hear about her experience and sometimes it even makes me a little jealous at all the friends that she's made so far. Luckily I've been included in a few events and gatherings and I've come to realize some things.
Just like you have your typical high school stereotypes, there's a lot of stereotypes that go along with being Greek. Not all of these girls are blond, dumb, and tramps just looking for their next victim to hook up with. Not all of these guys are completely egotistical, jocks, pretty boys, and again just looking for the first girl that will jump into bed with them. I mean I'm sure that there are some girls and boys in the system that are like that, but the ones that I've met through Corinne so far have been pretty cool.
Yes, there are those who love to party and have a good time, but I've haven't seen it get out of hand (yet). There's normally a fair bit of alcohol flowing, but I've haven't seen anyone be irresponsible and rarely completely belligerent (yet). Honestly I'm speaking as someone who has been to two events but it was refreshing to see. I have heard of the sororities and frats that have their bad reputations but Corinne and I are smart enough just to stay clear of them.
Anyways, it's been fun to be learning about these groups that have been around for a long time and I'm hoping that turns out to be a good experience for Corinne and sometimes maybe me too.
Have a good weekend everyone!
Just like you have your typical high school stereotypes, there's a lot of stereotypes that go along with being Greek. Not all of these girls are blond, dumb, and tramps just looking for their next victim to hook up with. Not all of these guys are completely egotistical, jocks, pretty boys, and again just looking for the first girl that will jump into bed with them. I mean I'm sure that there are some girls and boys in the system that are like that, but the ones that I've met through Corinne so far have been pretty cool.
Yes, there are those who love to party and have a good time, but I've haven't seen it get out of hand (yet). There's normally a fair bit of alcohol flowing, but I've haven't seen anyone be irresponsible and rarely completely belligerent (yet). Honestly I'm speaking as someone who has been to two events but it was refreshing to see. I have heard of the sororities and frats that have their bad reputations but Corinne and I are smart enough just to stay clear of them.
Anyways, it's been fun to be learning about these groups that have been around for a long time and I'm hoping that turns out to be a good experience for Corinne and sometimes maybe me too.
Have a good weekend everyone!
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Midnight Music
Alright, I wasn't going to post this poem on my blog because it's erotic and just not something that I'm completely comfortable with, but I had to read it out loud in my class and I think they liked this one more than any other poem I've written so far so I guess I'll share it here too. Try not to blush. = )
Midnight Music
Your fingers start playing,
as though my body is covered with blank ledger lines
and you are composing a come-and-get-me melody.
We begin to move together in perfect, sultry, moonlit rhythm,
as this steady andante song begins to crescendo
and my head starts to hum along with the tune.
Arms, lips, legs, hips progress in steady four-four time,
we're swelled to an allegro in our song
and my skin tingles with the anticipation of what's next.
It's coming to an end as all great music does,
flowing from prestissimo, to presto, to rapido
and then there's a crash of cymbals.
As our instruments still vibrate with the last sweet, warm notes,
you wrap my sheet music into the blankets and pull me close to you
and I know that our song will be played again.
Midnight Music
Your fingers start playing,
as though my body is covered with blank ledger lines
and you are composing a come-and-get-me melody.
We begin to move together in perfect, sultry, moonlit rhythm,
as this steady andante song begins to crescendo
and my head starts to hum along with the tune.
Arms, lips, legs, hips progress in steady four-four time,
we're swelled to an allegro in our song
and my skin tingles with the anticipation of what's next.
It's coming to an end as all great music does,
flowing from prestissimo, to presto, to rapido
and then there's a crash of cymbals.
As our instruments still vibrate with the last sweet, warm notes,
you wrap my sheet music into the blankets and pull me close to you
and I know that our song will be played again.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
The End Is In Sight
JOUR 101: English for Media Writers
JOUR 430: Mass Media Law
JOUR 315: Journalism as Literature
JOUR 340: Introduction to Online Journalism
JOUR 495: Senior Seminar
ENGL 385: The Short Story
ENGL 405: Creative Writing: Short Story
ENGL 406: Creative Writing: Poetry
ENGL 459: English Literature of the Twentieth Century
H SC 425I: Human Sexuality and Sex Education
Count them. There's ten classes listed there.
Those are the very last ten classes that I need to complete for my college career. When those classes are done I will have my Bachelor's Degree in Journalism with a minor in Creative Writing, not to mention my Associates degree that I already have in Liberal Arts and Humanities.
It's so close. Graduation is so close. One more year! That's it! Five classes per semester for Fall 10 / Spring 11. Maybe I'll even take one or two of those classes during Winter Session and make my last semester a total breeze.
This is giving me hope. I'm so excited.
JOUR 430: Mass Media Law
JOUR 315: Journalism as Literature
JOUR 340: Introduction to Online Journalism
JOUR 495: Senior Seminar
ENGL 385: The Short Story
ENGL 405: Creative Writing: Short Story
ENGL 406: Creative Writing: Poetry
ENGL 459: English Literature of the Twentieth Century
H SC 425I: Human Sexuality and Sex Education
Count them. There's ten classes listed there.
Those are the very last ten classes that I need to complete for my college career. When those classes are done I will have my Bachelor's Degree in Journalism with a minor in Creative Writing, not to mention my Associates degree that I already have in Liberal Arts and Humanities.
It's so close. Graduation is so close. One more year! That's it! Five classes per semester for Fall 10 / Spring 11. Maybe I'll even take one or two of those classes during Winter Session and make my last semester a total breeze.
This is giving me hope. I'm so excited.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Twirling
I've noticed recently that I play with my hair...a lot.
Ever since I was a baby I've been playing with hair. Whether it was mine, my mom's, my sister's, or whoever happens to be sitting in front of me or next to me and isn't opposed to me playing with their hair.
There has been a slight increase in just how often I twirl, twist, and run my fingers through the curly mass sitting atop my head lately due to stress and other stuff. I play with my hair while I drive. I play with my hair while I sit in class. I play with my hair while I watch TV. I even play with my hair while I'm walking! I swear my fingers start itching and sometimes twitching when it's been a while since I reached up and played with my hair. So strange.
I used to say that drinking coffee was my only habit, but playing with my hair is totally another one (that and sucking my tongue, but that's a whole other post).
Ever since I was a baby I've been playing with hair. Whether it was mine, my mom's, my sister's, or whoever happens to be sitting in front of me or next to me and isn't opposed to me playing with their hair.
There has been a slight increase in just how often I twirl, twist, and run my fingers through the curly mass sitting atop my head lately due to stress and other stuff. I play with my hair while I drive. I play with my hair while I sit in class. I play with my hair while I watch TV. I even play with my hair while I'm walking! I swear my fingers start itching and sometimes twitching when it's been a while since I reached up and played with my hair. So strange.
I used to say that drinking coffee was my only habit, but playing with my hair is totally another one (that and sucking my tongue, but that's a whole other post).
See! I even play with my hair while I blog!
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