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Saturday, 31 March 2007

Spring Jam 2007

I feel the passion again. I need Trilogy, badly. US$65.Ah, the embed player doesnt seem to work. Click on this link!Damn the Jones change. So darn sexy. U...

Oh.

I don't even know Dragonforce is coming here later this year. I'm too kvlt.Good then. Means more hope for Cradle of Filth/Rammstein/ some others. =)Hiaz, too fucking busy with school. I need a li...

Dissection - Nights blood Live

I find unlimited inspiration and empowerment from this. Jon's inspiration in me knows no boundary. Awake in chaos, J...

Thursday, 29 March 2007

Thoughts that keep bloggers awake at night

This is a recent IM between my sister Jenny and me.me: I'm worried about my blog. My stats are going down. Jenny: I'm sorry. me: Am I not being funny? Jenny: I think you are funny. Maybe you should start posting nude photos. me: Ooooh, good idea. Jenny: What do you eat at Costa Vida? me: I've only had their salads. I mean, do people like it better when I'm bitter or something? Jenny: I guess so. Which isn't good. Bitter is bad. What does [Spitfire] order? me: Tiny things. Jenny: ;) I'd like a half a quesadilla please . . . me: :-) me: Maybe it is that I'm not bitter and angsty and unemployed. Jenny: I bet it is. me: Because people read my blog when I was home in AK more than they ever did before--I was sure everyone would stop. Jenny: I always...

20 Random things about me

I decided to go with 20 rather than 50. You're welcome.1. I use my hands a lot when I talk. Only I don't know ASL, so the hand movements really don't do anyone any good.2. I pace when I talk on the phone.3. About once a year I binge on Regency romance novels. That is my guilty reading secret. I like the witty banter (and the 3-paragraph kisses). I hate it if they end up sleeping together before the wedding, because that's just trashy.4. My pinkies are abnormally short. They're not nubbins or anything, they just don't appear to have grown since 1988.5. I met Hulk Hogan when I was 10, in my school library.6. "Love Shack" is quite possibly my least favorite song ever. It makes my brain want to run out my ears.7. You know how when you bring treats to a gathering there's always the person who...

This made my week.

I non-chalantly uploaded this picture of me doing a CD review on Thornography onto Roadrunner Records fan art gallery yesterday, since I was bored.I checked back again just minutes ago, and I found myself being featured. [big grin + adrenaline]Link. I'd hope sincerely Cradle of Filth themselves will see it. And, possibly contact me, but that truly remains a little goody dream of mine.I am happy enough,Ling29th March 20...

Tuesday, 27 March 2007

You know, it's a good thing there's good news

Because the bad news is that my alarm woke me up this morning just as I got started making out with McDreamy. So I smashed my alarm to pieces with a hammer and then lit those pieces on fire, because you JUST DON'T DO THAT. I don't think I overreacted at all, do you?The good news is that I'm going to Washington D.C. next month! The library is sending me to the Computers in Libraries 2007 conference. I'll be gone April 14-19. I get there right after the Cherry Blossom Parade. I hope there will still be some pretty pinkness left over, because I do love me some cherry blossoms.(And I hope the photographer will forgive me for using his picture without...

I blame you, England

Have been going through the video collection at the library and culling mercilessly. I am the perfect person for this job because although I hate throwing away my own things I quite love chucking other people's. While in the Western section I saw this, snorted like a Clydesdale, and fell on the floor laughing.And then the pit of Hell opened its gaping maw to receive ...

Sunday, 25 March 2007

In which I begin to heal

I went through my scrapbooks yesterday and came across some old pictures. They were too good not to share with the Internet, now that I've gotten my self-esteem back.So.Recognize this cutie? This would be me, looking hot with the white tights. Please note that thick white tights look cute on babies and little girls--not so much on the woman I saw at church last week who paired them with pink open-toed strappy heels. I stared transfixed at her feet for a full 30 seconds before I caught myself. "Wait, is that--? Nooo, it can't be. Only. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh yes it is. Oh. Crap. Crap I'm staring." Anyway, yes. I just want to bite those legs....

Friday, 23 March 2007

Been a week

It's been a while since I updated this. Let's see what happened that is worth mentioning. I had two awesome chill out sessions with Jaspas and Valerie, one of which involves walking, singing Natioal Day Songs and talking nonsense all the way from Plaza Singapura to Clarke Quay. ^^ The other is about a long chat about comsology in physics over at Macdonalds.Otherwise, I have been chatting regularly with Vika, she mentioned that I'm the only br00tal and tr00 metalhead that she actually liked. Yay! She's reading Orwell's 1984 finally, after all the brainwashing. Heh. She's disturbed after reading it for 30 minutes, haha, Orwell is God.Bah. I'm really whacked now. It's 3.30 AM, the hunger is gnawing on my insides, and my brain feels fried and I'm listening to the weirdest music on Earth - Sunn...

I think his tractor's sexy

My sister took me country-swing dancing the other night. You'll remember that I predicted this way back last summer--that country dancing would probably be my only real option once I'm back in the States. And since I ended up in cattle country or whatever it's even more true.So. I went, and it was actually a lot of fun. I hadn't been dancing since last summer and oh my how I've missed it. It felt so great just to be out there. Country swing is not too different to ceroc, actually. There is less adherence to any sort of beat, and there are more dislocated shoulders from cowboys flinging you about as if you were an unruly calf or similar.Also there are line dances (like every other song) which I'm not terribly crazy about. The only line dance I learned in England was at that seventies bar....

Thursday, 22 March 2007

Taking a stand

Velour track suits are up there on my list of ClothingThat Should Not Exist.They are ugly.They are sloppy.They are not flattering.They are especially gross when worn with high-heeled shoes.Just because Paris Hilton does it doesn't make it right--in fact, that should be your biggest encouragement to walk away.I imagine that they must be comfortable, otherwise I don't see why people would wear them. If so then they're comfortable in the way that, say, pajamas are comfortable. And no matter what we may think when we're freshmen and all hopped up on pizza and brownies and freedom from curfews and sleep and showers, it's not okay to go out in your...

Tuesday, 20 March 2007

The Preciouses

On my last visit to Jenny's we sat around the kitchen table one morning eating and chatting. I looked over at Savannah and realized that she was watching me intently and copying my posture, with her elbow on the table and her chin in her hand. I switched positions and she followed me. We played the mirror game for several minutes before she started giggling, and it was all I could do not to run over there and scoop her up and kiss her all over her honey-smeared face.Baby Ethan has become a cutie little flirt as well. When I lean toward him and say "Give me kisses" his response is to grab both sides of my head, pull me forward, and go to town...

Saturday, 17 March 2007

Going green, baby

I'm trying to do more to help the environment. I think I'm going to sign up for this "Turn the Tide" challenge at Newdream.org. I wanted to see how I was doing first, though, to know if it's going to be possible. It's interesting reading, this list, because it turns out there are more reasons for making these changes than I'd thought. If you go read it you'll see what I mean. Plus it's just a cool website with lots of great ideas.1. Skip a car trip each weekI need to get back into the mentality that walking actually is an acceptable way of getting around. I walked all over the place in England and yet the second I'm back in the US I forget that...

Friday, 16 March 2007

Names are funny

Not mine, obviously. Mine is tasteful and classic. Both my real name and my Internet name are. My one main rule when it comes to baby names is this: If they can't be taken seriously as a successful cutthroat lawyer with that name, it's out. This especially applies for girls. My other rule is that I can't tell any of you vultures which names I like because you'll steal them. (Example: I have wanted to name a son Aidan since 1993. Like that's gonna happen now. Jerks.)It was fun to see the difference in names out in England. I met darling little boys named Thomas and Henry. I met girls named Sian (pronounced "Shawn"). I met people with 2 or 3 middle names. And I found out what the Brits think of some of our names. One lady was completely thrown by the name Amber and wanted to know if that was...

Thursday, 15 March 2007

I love everyone

For the last week I've been stricken down with a cold. I hadn't realized what a toll this cold had taken on me until I suddenly started feeling better yesterday afternoon at work. At first I didn't know what was happening and thought that maybe someone had put crack in my water. Because suddenly I was like this."Hi! How are you! Oh my gosh that is SUCH a great library question! And hey look at you with your funny joke, Yay for jokes! AND HEY ISN'T MY DESK PRETTY! AND HEY ISN'T THAT LITTLE GIRL OVER THERE PRETTY TOO ONLY YOU HAD BETTER PUT HER SHOES AND SOCKS BACK ON HER RIGHT NOW BECAUSE THAT'S SICK THANK YOU! AND WOW! I GET TO TAKE ALL THE...

Wednesday, 14 March 2007

Hmm.

DisorderRatingParanoid Disorder:ModerateSchizoid Disorder:ModerateSchizotypal Disorder:HighAntisocial Disorder:HighBorderline Disorder:LowHistrionic Disorder:HighNarcissistic Disorder:HighAvoidant Disorder:Very HighDependent Disorder:ModerateObsessive-Compulsive Disorder:High-- Personality Disorder Test - Take It! ---- Personality Disorders --So tr...

Tuesday, 13 March 2007

Photo shoot results

Hah. Just kidding. When Spitfire heard that I was out photo-taking, she sent me these (forwarded on from a coworker). They're all of our little valley. She said that a funny thing to do would be to pretend that I'd taken them yesterday and post them as a testament to how changeable the Utah weather can be. Which, really, she's not wrong about. I swear last week it was 7 degrees and I was busy scoping out which roommate to eat in case the entire city shut down from the cold and we had to go all Donner party on each other. Today I drove around with my windows and sunroof open while I catcalled the farm boys on their tractors.It won't last. I know...

Amazing Grace review

I went with Cicada over the weekend to support my boyfriend Ioan Gruffudd by watching his movie. I even watched The Fantastic 4 for him, I'll have you know. And I'll probably end up watching the second Fantastic Movie--but I'll be waiting til it comes out on DVD. I have my limits.Highlights:My boyfriend Ioan finally getting to be in a movie that's All About Him, Dangit.Lovely England scenery.Romola Garai's fabulous Titian hair.This one time when a sick Ioan climbs out of bed wearing a puffy shirt and you almost see his bum.Michael Gambon (aka Dumbledore) playing funny, crusty, floor-crossing MP.Rufus Sewell (aka Seth Starkadder) playing a wild-eyed,...

Monday, 12 March 2007

Remiss in my duties

So I've been living in Logan for a couple of months now but haven't posted any pictures or done much to introduce y'all to the area. This is because:1. I am a lazy slacker2. It has been butt-freezing cold and pictures just weren't worth the hypothermia.3. England was exotic. I wanted to take pictures of everything I saw. To me, Logan looks a lot like Utah County, where I spent 8 years. This, to me, is not exotic. It's what I'm used to seeing.Then it occurred to me that even if I don't find Logan exotic, I have friends in England and Canada and the Midwest and the South who have never been here. And they might quite like to see some pictures....

Rather accurate, I say, for an online quiz.LingNemesis took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!"Unwilling to participate and wishes to avoid all f..."Click here to read the rest of the results.Oh, anyway, I feel slightly efficient today. I mugged some Jc1 chemistry today during the 2 hour worth of break. Hehe.Bleh... I need to head out, it's the glorious March holida...

Saturday, 10 March 2007

Awarded

I finally see the fruit of cyber-labour for The Party! Comrade LingNemesis has been awarded with the Comrade Ogilvy Citation for Continued Confrontation - 3rd class medal. I shall continue my work and post more.Thank you, BB!You can do earn cyber-medals and boost your ego by registering at the Newspeak Dictionary and contribute your part to Oceania.Speaking of 1984 stuff, thanks RRR for that hardcover copy of Nineteen Eighty Four, it is greatly appreciated.I think I lost my flourishing flair, thanks to school.I need to mug, badly, during the March holidays, I really need ...

Friday, 9 March 2007

Because I get tired of being always in the spotlight*

Today I'm going to brag on some people who are important to me. I've decided to go with the three I mentioned in yesterday's post: Desmama, Cicada, and Daltongirl.Desmama was my first blogger friend. She even sent me a birthday present when I told the blog it was my birthday. This kept me blogging, because who even knew that blogging = presents!! I didn't meet her in real life until I came up to L**** for my job interview. She took me out to dinner, listened to the lowdown on the interview, and was even more wonderful and gracious than I'd pictured her.Fun facts about Desmama:She used to edit crappy (and some not-so-crappy) LDS fiction and has...

Tier!

*gasp!*My sister shrieked in utmost alarm when she read this article online."Er liebt die Schwester. Und vom hinter..." - Rammstein's Tier. Means "He loves his sister. And from behind.." in english. Burrr.Disturbing yet interesting.So, a back-cross is indeed harmful, 2 out of 4 turned out to be defective.Otherwise, don't ask about school life.I have been immensely obsessed over Falkenbach's Havamal and Heralder. Glorious songs, puts me in an imaginary battle upon Nordic lands. Lol. It's my daily wake up call on my way to school. I think I have some obsessive complusive disorder, last year, I keep listening to Starless Aeon. Now Falkenbach.I look forward slightly to the March holidays, at mere least, I could sleep longer and resume my online schedule and fuck care about school. But to return...

Thursday, 8 March 2007

Sunroofs make up for a lot, I've decided

Let's talk about disappointments. They happen. Sometimes it's little disappointments, like when you find out that the dish fairy did not in fact come during the night and clean up your dirty dishes and so now you have to do it even though the dishes are full of gray, cold, greasy water and just the thought of submerging your hand in there makes you dry-heave. Sometimes it's bigger disappointments, like when the boy you were maybe thinking about liking doesn't like you back, or when the store doesn't even have any brie but expects you to just cope somehow.So yeah. All disappointing things. And this was turning out to be a disappointing day for me. Bad weather, not feeling well, chin-zit coming up, dying alone surrounded by smelly cats, all of that. I toyed with the idea of using my lunch break...

Wednesday, 7 March 2007

They must put stupid drops in the water here

The other day after story time the library was full of parents and little ones. I overheard one mother engaged in a heated discussion about education and parental rights. Her position is that as a parent she has the right to oversee her child's education, even if that means that she ends up doing the teaching herself. Because she is very, very, deeply concerned about her children and what they learn. It is her responsibility. It is her right.I had to interrupt this conversation of deep, deep parental concern to inform her that her children (ages 2 and 4) had in fact left the library and were now trying to rush out into the busy parking lot.Then I went back to my desk and wept for the future.On a happier note, have just made plans to watch my boyfriend in Amazing Grace this weekend with Cicada....

Monday, 5 March 2007

must . . . mock

Many thanks and my first adopted ethnic baby go to Desmama for sending this to me. She also forwarded it on to Eric D. Snider so I'd better get on it before he does. Then even if his mockery is funnier than mine at least mine was first, dangit.Our local newspaper-ish publication included the following wedding announcement. The bride and groom chose to express their love through verse, as many young men and women before them have done.Here is the poem. My comments are in parentheses.If you want to hear of their fortune and fame(Cool, are they rich? I like rich.)It all started when they met at a soccer gameHe thought she was hot she thought so too(Wait, did she think he was hot or did she agree that she herself was hot?)But after the first date it was throughHe was scared she didn’t careBeing...

Gross

On Sunday afternoon I fell asleep and took a lovely long nap in my lovely bed with its white Egyptian cotton sheets and its deep-red sateen striped duvet cover. I dreamed that a dentist got hold of me and kept doing dental work on me. In my dream I rushed over to this nasty vomit-filled trough and started gagging and spitting and dry-heaving into it. This is how pretty much all my dental appointments go, but still. So, so gross.The best part was when I woke up mid-spit and discovered an absolute river of warm saliva trailing down my face, down my neck, into my hair, and on my shirt. So . . . apparently I wasn't keeping the spit in my dream so much. I staggered around my bedroom looking for something to wipe all that nastiness off my face and neck and hair, because even if I'm half asleep...

Saturday, 3 March 2007

In the year 2007 I resolve to:Download twice as much music as last year.Get your resolution here.Oops. Lol. That wasn't intention...

Friday, 2 March 2007

Interesting.

Freudian Inventory Results Oral (33%) you appear to be stubbornly and irrationally against receiving help even when it might be the more intelligent option.Anal (73%) you appear to be overly self controlled, organized, and possibly subservient to authority, this effectively narrows your exposure to a wider set of options and ideas lowering the odds that you will make the best decisions in life.Phallic (66%) you appear to have issues with controlling your sexual desires and possibly fidelity.Latency (73%) you appear to be afraid or averse to present or future real world responsibilities, this will only make your inevitable transition more difficult, so learn to deal with the real world.Genital (56%) you appear to be somewhere between a progressive/openminded and regressive/closeminded...

Thursday, 1 March 2007

In the interest of full disclosure

Lest people start thinking that I am always right and that I only make good choices (an easy assumption to make) I feel I should tell you a story.A few years ago I helped chaperon a group of high-schoolers (including coolboy, yay!) on a 2-week trip of Europe. We went all over the place--the Netherlands, Germany, Austria, Switzerland, Italy, France, and England. It was basically 2 weeks on a bus but we had fun. One stop included Venice, which ranks up there with Paris in my books as one of the most romantic places ever. We stayed in a hotel right on the beach.After we were in for the night, our group leader knocked on my door. You should know that this girl is very responsible and smart, but she's also a big kid. Her question: "Wanna go skinny-dipping after the kids are in bed?"Now, I'd never...

Fatigue

Tomorrow shall be the day to decide if my journey for taking Chinese as a subject has ended or not. I hope it is so, I cannot imagine myself writing Zhuo Wen any longer. Let's just hope I did okay, meaning an A or B. =D [hopes]Other than that, parents' night tomorrow night (why do the school administrations have to squeeze everything together?!). For this, I am definitely screwed from all orifices of my body. (yes, it's a very crude description, but it is a suiting one.)My left eye lid just twitched. I hope it meant for something disasterous, cause I feel like dying. Right. Now. Bleh.So tired from school. This is the most fitting description of my state now.I'm constantly dreaming of life after A levels. Work at HMV (preferably) + Steady income + German proficiency course + Suicidal Black...

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