Cheeseland

So, floop

2006-08-03T00:12:24Z

Notice of my imminent relocation

So, as I rather dislike this username, and I've been wanting to change for ages, I'm giving up on this LJ and moving to a new one.

I am now officially, tartancravat, if you want to read my posts that's what you should be reading. So floop and giant pies and marshmallows and cheese!

Huzzah!

2006-08-02T00:55:06Z

So, I recently embarked on the very exhausting task of making a mood theme of all the tv shows, movies, and miniseries I'm obsessed with. Took ages.

For movies: Pride and Prejudice (2005), Pirates of the Carribean (Black Pearl), Count of Monte Cristo, Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter (PoA and GoF), Tristan and Isolde, King Arthur.
Miniseries: Wives and Daughters, North and South
TV: Gilmore Girls, 24, Alias, Monarch of the Glen, House of Eliott, Monty Python (I guess this is a movie too, I've got Holy Grail pictures in there too).

There's lots of costume stuff in there, but the one with the most pictures is Gilmore Girls. Second most is MotG, and the Pride and Prejudice. I suppose at some point I'll have to update this with pictures from new things, but this is good for now. :)
Here's the whole thing: http://www.livejournal.com/moodlist.bml?moodtheme=209522&ownerid=2231155

I've just realised there's no pictures of Roger from Wives and Daughters. That shall certainly have to be remedied. *note to self*

Medieval faire, huzzah!

2006-07-24T03:00:22Z

So, it's been bloody hot out all weekend, and we've all been melting. Yesterday we went to Vashon, went swimming there, twas lovely, not much else to say about it. Today we went to the Camlann Medieval Faire, which is jolly fun. It's basically a little medieval village, with actual medievalish buildings, a little medieval restaurant, cider press, etc. There was a tournament, with fencing (not very historical, but entertaining), jousting, etc, people talking in silly medievalish speech (which rubs off really quickly, by the way), and silliness. Lots of booths of stuff, armour, stuff to buy (we didn't buy anything), singing, a silly magician, somebody doing illumated manuscripts. All the food was medieval. I had a pasty, which was really rather good, and about the only thing there I would actually consider eating. Mostly sausage and cheese and bread. We didn't stay all that long, as everybody got hungry and no one wanted the medieval food. Went off to the U District, had pizza, went to the bookstore, went to Greenlake and swam (loffly and cool), came home. La di da. Pie.

Doomity doom.

2006-07-17T01:40:45Z

Varvara is crazy. She called at like 11 o'clock at night, after everybody was already in bed, just to make sure we were coming to whatever activity was happening the next day, and didn't think it at all late. I've had to talk to Varvara like 6 days out of the lat eight. Good grief, she's exhausting.

I love Fremont. And touristy stuff. I get to do all the touristy stuff I don't usually get to do, because Camille's here and she's, well, a tourist. But I particularly love Fremont. We went to see the troll under the bridge and the sunday market, and all the little antique malls and vintage clothes shops. I bought a magnetic bracelet which is a very jolly sort of purpley/colour changey, and can also be used as an anklet, necklace, headband, etc. And a top hat. Well, sort of. It's like a short sort of top hat, and it looks like it belongs to the mad hatter. But it actuall fits me, unlike my bowler. So, huzzah for hats! I tried on lots of silly flower queen mum-type hats.

Zoo yesterday. Took lots of jolly pictures of animals. I loff my camera. When I decide to not be lazy and upload the pictures I shall post them. Along with assorted other pictures of late. 4th of July, end of school, etc. Ice Caves at Granite falls Friday. We were supposed to leave at 1, and get back at 4. Actually, we left around 1:30, and got back three hours late. We got home after 7. Varvara's planning skills are really not the greatest. And we were only actually there for like an hour and a half. Really not sure how we managed that. We were supposed to all meet at the Jack in the Box in the U-district, which is the most random place ever. We were using their parking lot, and the angry Jack in the Box guy came out and told us he was going to give us $65 tickets if we didn't move or buy a good lot of crappy food (not that he said that). Heh.

Thursday was Pirates of the Carribean. [vaguely spoilerish] I liked the first one better. This one ended funny, nothing was resolved, and it made me kinda sad. I love the fishy dudes. Ah well. I bet I'll get to like it better once I've seen it again. [/spoilerishness]

Wednesday me and Cydo and Xandi and Ian wandered about downtown. Nothing really especially remarkable. Bought Pride and Prejudice (ze book), because I've been wanting it for ages.

Tuesday canoeing. Very amusing. Silly Axel (French dude) pushed over somebody else's canoe. They got rather wet. Monday paddle-boats on Greenlake. Crazy people went swimming. Including Varvara, which is a very scary thought.

Long post. But then, I don't post often, so they ought to be long. I should post more often.

hencellina @ 2006-06-22T15:14:00

2006-06-22T23:47:48Z

Echoing Xandi in saying that I really don't believe it's summer. That could be because I missed the last real week of school, and because there weren't really any big end of school things like there usually are. I mean, we did end of school stuff, the beach, etc., we haven't done anything all week, but there were no big things like we used to do in middle school. Ah well, tis to be expected. I find it unbelievably frightening that I'm now 1/4 of the way through high school. I'm a sophomore. I graduate high school in three years. I know I'm a weird teenager for this, but I really don't wanna grow up. I wanna be a kid forever.

Beach was fun. Party type thingie was fun. I have a great fondness for relatives. Even if they aren't my relatives. They always seem to have great stories.

Got my credit thingie for this semester. 3.05 credits. And three last semester, so that's a credit more than I have to have for this year. Woohoo. Pie. I'm sure I have lots more to post, but I can't think what it is.

Doom

2006-06-05T00:02:18Z

I'm still so completely tired. It's not the having had a horribly busy week any more though, it's the end of the year, I really want it to be summer now sort of tired. By spring I'm generally completely sick of school. It always happens. I want it to be summer so I don't have to think about school or homework or anything like that all the time. And I miss you all, the Piggie friends as they've come to be known to nova people. We must have lots of jolly little tea parties this summer. And I still want to go fly a kite. And kidnap everybody and go to vashon. And lie around watching goofy movies with Ian. And pie, I want blackberry pie.
Heh. My ode to summer.

Wow. Floop.

2006-06-03T05:53:03Z

God, I'm exhausted. I got up this morning went into the kitchen, and said to my mum, "Wow, we look hungover, don't we." And then I went back to bed and slept for another hour.

So, the play is officially over. Over and done with and I don't have a 1:00 class on tues/thurs for the rest of the year. Woohoo! I feel like I haven't been home since last sunday. Monday was play from 11:00 to 5:00, Tuesday from 9:00 (am) to 10:00 (pm), Wednesday from 12:00 to 10:00, Thursday from 5:30 to 10:30. Thus, I'm completely dead. The play went off quite well, really. Couple of mess-ups. Couple of really funny bits. There's one scene where Taylor (playing Phil), goes off on some rant about something or other, and at one point he shouts "Bollocks!" and right as he said it the second night of the play, his voice cracked and went really squeaky on the second syllable. Absolutely hilarious. We teased him about it for ages, laughing whenever he went by and so on.

By the way, watching guys have their hair and make-up done is bloody funny. I've got a jolly good picture (or it ought to be) of Michael having his hair curled in ringlets. Took a bunch of pictures. The twinsies, the maids (me, Julie, Kelly as Isobel), Roget and Armstrong (Michael and Powers) singing, Mat as Fenwick being generally weird, stuff like that. Taylor's eyebrows. They darkened his eyebrows a bunch and made them bigger, I think because it was supposed to make him look older, but really they made him look simply bizarre. The eyebrows looked like they were going to jump off his face and come get you, and they made him look like a child rapist. Not that I've any idea what a child rapist would look like, but it was that sort of creepy.

Ariel's mum wrote out Maria's Edward letters, and on the envelope she needed a last name for Edward, so she wrote Edward Creepo. Don't ask me why. Edward is a bit odd. And a fickle fool, and his heart is supposedly indistinguishable from tripe (according to Harriet). I love all the play people. We have such silly conversations. Like the one about all the people's parents saying stuff like "Now, if you ever decide to do any kind of drugs, just tell me about it, because I've already done them all." Or the one, with Beverly and Lindsey (Harriet and Maria), sitting stage right while Isobel was killing herself, and going on about how "Oh, I think Mr. Roget is very fine, I should quite like to have his babies." And then "Oh, I think Mr. Armstrong very fine indeed, I should like to have his babies." Which is frightening, and not at all true. And then Powers (who plays Armstrong) comes in, and tried to get them to divulge what they'd just been talking about, because they wouldn't tell and we were all giggling madly. We did a lot of giggling by the end, there was a lot of sugar to be eaten in the green room.

And then the dead animal. Powers (Armstrong) had to wear a wig, which I think was supposed to be a mullet wig but had been tied back with a bow, but of course there's the slight trouble of wigs tending to be a bit bizarre. This was a particularly bad one, however. We were all in complete agreement that the wig looked like a dead animal. Roadkill. The hair people fixed it up a little, combed it, hairsprayed it, and by the end we decided it was a dead animal that had been fancied up for its funeral. Heh.

I love this play. It's completely hilarious, but at the same time really serious, really morbid, and in general very fancy. Recieved jolly good complements all round. Our posters were well liked. Some parent of Julie's thought Phil's accent (which is supposed to be Geordie) was Jamaican. My mum thought Megan (as Kate, one of the '99 folks) looked rather '70s. Wednesday night they gave her blue lipstick, which was kind of awful. I did a jolly lot of complaining about the make-up. They put awful lipstick on me that took a great deal of trouble to get off, and eyeliner and mascara and eyeshadow, even though I'm a maid and therefore not really much in need of any of this anyhow. I so can't imagine having to get makeup off every day. And I've got about 30 bobby pins now, from when they pinned up my hair.

Anyhow, I'm really glad it's over, but it's a jolly good play, I shall miss it. It seems so weird it's over.

I'm sleepy. I need a nap. Good thing it's bedtime.

Giant pies.

2006-05-29T04:11:20Z

I made pumpkin pie today. Mostly to help the horror of having to be at school tomorrow, on memorial day, at 10:30 in the morning. Which means of course that I have to leave at 9:30, and have to get up at 8:30. I woke up at 10:30 today. Besides, pumpkin pie is a bit of an inside joke now.

Folklife yesterday. Quite jolly. Didn't buy anything, but all the clothes are always bloody expensive, and I really didn't see much jewellery. Dunno what else I would've bought. Got rather damp running in the fountain, and then rather woodchippy being dumped in the woodchips at the playground in Fremont. Took several pictures, hope they turn out. I ought to go on a photo kick for the end of the year. I often seem to do that. Wish I had a digital camera, then I could see them right away. I don't even remember what's on the last roll of film that I just used up.

I can't believed that in three and a half weeks I'll be a fourth of the way through high school. That's bloody terrifying, I say.

Ian wanted to read my writing, so I'm going through all my ancient poetry, which I now realise is quite awful. I'm glad I've mostly chucked rhyme. I really ought to write more of it. This summer. I hate not having all the time in the world. And so much I'm meaning to do this summer. I know it won't get done. It never does. But some of it, maybe. Maybe I'll stop being such a lazy bumpkin. I like being lazy, I just don't like feeling so useless. Stupid conundrum.

Mmm. Pie. I should do some homework eventually, shouldn't I? Don't want to. I'd rather sit around watching movies.

Dude

2006-05-20T02:03:57Z

Weird mood. Today feels like some random day in the middle of space, or sort of like a Sunday. It feels like I was at school forever, this morning's disappeared. And it seems like I didn't really do much all day. We did pretty much get down the scene shifts, so that's good. The posters ought to be done this weekend. I can stop thinking about that. Then I can move on to thinking about the nova farm research paper and the Joan of Arc essay and the math project. At least the math project can wait til after the play. The research paper can't, but I should have time to do that.

I can't stop working on stuff, or doing stuff. If I don't do anything I start freaking out, and I really don't feel like freaking out. I need a nap. And food, I'm hungry. We were complaining about the hunger all the way home. I wanna watch tv. Doom.

Blubber.
Icons. My brain hurts.

Gilmore Girls
01. 02. 03.
House of Eliott
04. 05.
Pirates
06.
Labyrinth
07.

La di da di da!

2006-05-17T00:21:12Z

It's boiling hot out today. Simply bowling. I'm melting. Like Frosty. Only I wasn't cold to begin with.

I'm now even more obsessed with House of Eliott. I've been making ribbon flowers. Yes, ribbon flowers. But it's even harder to find pictures of that than of 24. Blah. Someone ought to screencap it. Doom. Pie. I hate homework.

Nothing much else to post.

Teehee

2006-05-11T00:41:20Z

I've recently discovered a loffly new tv show. Well, technically my mum discovered it and became obsessed with it first, but as I am the queen about obsessing over things, I'm probably obsessing about it more. Considering I googled it and ordered a book version from the library. The House of Eliott. Lots of fun. Dress-designers in '20s England, which is great fun and makes me want to design clothes. Plus, it's sufficiently romantic comedyish (or just romantic), and everyone knows I'm a hopeless romantic. I'm becoming increasingly obsessed with their little hats and headdressy bits. Hence the ribbon round my head.
Hmm. I'm sick. Well, sort of. I woke up, was fine for about five minutes, and then had multiple pokey sticks in my stomach, was nearly ill, and then it got better and I watched the previously explained tv show all day. I'm sure I didn't miss much at school. Somehow, whenever I'm sick I never miss anything of great import. Skill of mine, apparently.
I'm on a bit of a dress-designing kick. Courtesy of House of Eliott, but the play has put me in a mood for empire waists, so I was thinking of empire waist, and then sort of drapey slightly see-throughy stuff on the sleeves and round the neck. And then some kind of '20s-ish headdress, because I'm quite fond of those. Very fancle. Must learn to sew, there is another sewing machine in the basement. This summer I really ought to make my mum teach me.
Mmm. I feel useless. Ah well. I don't mind, today.

Cabbage.

2006-05-10T00:54:27Z

'Appy Birfday, Grey!
Bit late, sorries. Pie.

Anyhow. La birfday. Am now in possession of a loffly cell phone, with sparklies on it. Woohoo! And a Pablo the sock monkey t-shirt. It's not actually supposed to be Pablo the sock monkey, but he looks like a sock monkey and I named him Pablo, so there. Pie. And presently I shall have MotG. Woohoo!

Hmm. Varvara is crazy. I'm sleepy.

Doom!

2006-04-30T23:05:33Z

Currently putting new songs on my mp3 player. I really wish it had more space, I have to delete all but my favourite songs to fit stuff. Why is it that it seems like you have way more music when you stick it all together than when it's just on cds? Mind you, I have way more music than I used to.

I really hate homework. Really really hate it. Hmm. I should post my latest icons. 7 of them. Two 24, three Alias, two Gilmore girls. Take them if you like, credit them if you loff me. Don't hotlink. Now that's out of the way:

24
01. 02.
Alias
03. 04. 05.
Gilmore Girls
06. 07.

Why must 24 screencaps be so bloody difficult to find?

Anyhoo, exactly a week until my birfday. And I really don't want to do homework, but I ought to.

Doom!

2006-04-29T01:45:49Z

I've been meaning to post for ages. Need to get back into the habit. I read too much fanfiction. Anyhow, first off, since I didn't post yesterday,

'Appy Birfday, Greta dearie!

I had to be at school at 10 o'clock today, thus having to miss library. Nova farm work party, for people to make up missed classes. I was like the first person there. I planted royal burgundy bush beans and sweet peppers. Woohoo! We ordered pizza. Woohoo! Pizza est happy happy. Especially after gardening for three hours. My bum was very muddy from sitting in the dirt. I rather expected to hate having to garden for three hours, since none of my friends are in that class and weeding is not the most fun thing in the word, but it was fun. Helps that it was hot and sunny.

My birfday in eight days! Very exciting. Quite probably getting a cell phone, which is happyful. Ooh, that reminds me. Must email peoples. Hmm. Shall probably post more later.

Dude

2006-04-14T23:40:48Z

Cabbage. So, it's break. Yep. Jolly fun. Lots of sleep. Kill homework. Too sleepy and useless for full sentences. Watching lots of TV.

I can't remember the last time I posted. Too lazy. I've been on an icon making kick lately. All Gilmore girls, except for a couple of them. Kidnap them if you like.

Gilmore girls -
1. 2. 3. 4. 5.
6. 7. 8. 9. 10.

11. 12. 13. 14.
15.
Miscellaneous -
16. 17. 18.

Teehee! Lots of fun. I have way too much time on my hands. Can't think of anything useful to post.

Blasphemous Basil strikes again!

2006-03-24T02:25:44Z

Wow, it's been ages since I've updated. I always mean to, but then I get distracted with other puterly stuff (usually fanfiction), and then I don't. I officially have no life. I've been squeeing madly for the last two days after seeing the rest of the Gilmore girls season trailer. It's incredibly squeeish. Despite the bad spoilers. I ranted on about my tv shows for ages yesterday and my mum finally told me I ought to get a life. Which is very very true. Watched the trailer about fifty billion times. Squeeeeeeeeeeee!

Lessee. Been sick. Missed Monday and Tuesday with a cough, and had it all weekend too. I have a thing for missing Mondays and Tuesdays. Heh. I dunno if I've posted since the last time I had a cold, which was like two weeks ago, and I missed that Monday and Tuesday as well. Oh wow, just realised I haven't posted since bridge week. That was ages ago. Anyhow, update on the new semester's classes then. French is the same as ever. Varvara is officially insane, just to let you know. Joan of Arc is fun. Lots of discussing dead people and crazy Christian martyrs and heresies and all that good stuff. And sex. St. Augustine. Always fun. Nova farm is all right, bit of a pain when it's cold out, but I've always been rather fond of gardening, and stuffs. Just not really my thing. Me being the books/history/languages person. It's the practical side of science. Which interests me less. Ah well. Play production is jolly fun. Must go on at length about it.

Soooo. An Experiment with an Air Pump. Basically, the story is that it's the last days of December in 1799 and 1999, so at the beginning of the new centuries. In Newcastle. Both times are set in the same house. In 1799 there is Fenwick, scientist and husband/father; Susannah, wife/mother/not at all scientific; Armstrong, scientist/physician who is a bit iffy on his ethics in regards to anatomy/dissection; Roget, as in the thesaurus, who's cool and also all scientist/physiciany; Maria, daughter, the shy one of the twins; Harriet, other daughter, who doesn't want to get married and wants to be a scientist; and Isobel, the Scottish maid who has a hunchback. In 1999 there is Ellen, Susannah's double but opposite (played by the same person), she's a geneticist; Tom, Fenwick's double, Susannah's older husband who's an ex-English lecturer and doesn't much like the idea of using pre-embryos in Ellen's research; Kate, kind of like Armstrong in the not minding the ethics too much, but less so, she wants Susannah to come work for her company; Phil, really funny dude who's looking at the house because they're selling it, he's a surveyor or something of the sort, believes in space ships and spontaneous combustion, and he gets to do a jolly fun Geordie accent. So basically what happens is that it's a lot of arguing between Susannah and Fenwick/Ellen and Tom, between Romanticism (Susannah/Tom) and Reason (Fenwick/Ellen). Also, Armstrong pretends to be in love with Isobel in order to at some point get to look at her hunchback, because he's weird and morbid and uberly scientific, and he wants to know why she's got a hump. Eventually she finds out he doesn't really love her and hangs herself, and in 1999, Tom finds a box of bones somewhere or other in the house, missing the upper back.

Just gave the whole story away, but probably none of you are going to see the play so it doesn't much matter. I'm dramaturge, meaning I make posters for the lobby informing viewers of the history behind the play and write program notes and inform the actors of the historical stuff. Tis fun. I'm making posters on the ethics of anatomy and genetics and on romanticism vs. enlightenment.

Lessee, reading oodles of books again. The King in the Window (Adam Gopnik I think, it's set in Paris and is making me want French pastries. Been on order from the library for agaes), A Distant Mirror (Barbara Tuchman, the history of the calamitous 14th century. Great word, calamitous. 600 pages, reading it for Joan of Arc. Sort of. It's interesting. On the chapter 'bout the plague. Woohoo!), In the Shadow of the Ark (Anne Provoost, only read the prologue so far, but it's about Noah's ark. Rather interesting.), The Telling Pool (David Clement-Davies, dude who wrote Firebringer. Only on like the first chapter. Dunno whether I'll finish it. Rather Arthurian, and I was feeling Arthurian.), The Great Tree of Avalon (T.A. Barron, whose books I absolutely loff, listening to it on tape. Sort of a sequel to the Lost Years of Merlin series, which is brilliant. Need to get to listening to the rest of it.), Paradise Lost (Milton, and not really reading this, but I sort of wanted to have a look at it. Dunno why.). And then, I have to amuse you all with terribly funny haikus. From Haiku U. (David Bader), From Aristotle to Zola, 100 Great Books in 17 Syllables. Basically, all the classics in haiku form. Silly haiku form. I shall proceed to quote.

The Canterbury Tales (Chaucer)
Pilgrimmes on spryng braecke--
roadde trippe! Whoe farrtted? Yiuw didde.
Noe, naught meae. Yaes, yiuw.

The Inferno (Dante)
Abandon all hope!
Looks like everyone's down here.
Omigod--the Pope!

Madame Bovary (Flaubert)
Poor foolish Emma,
ruined by romance novels.
Could haiku have helped?

Little Women (Louisa May Alcott)
Snow-drops hang like tears.
Shy, sweet, saintly Beth has died.
One down, three to go.

The Count of Monte Cristo (Dumas)
Gallant avenger.
Egg-dipped cheese sandwich. Thy name
is Monte Cristo.

Hamlet (guess who?)
"His mother wed his
dead murdered father's brother!"
Next Jerry Springer.

Wuthering Heights (Emily Bronte)
Wild. Strange. A bit damp.
Heathcliff waits for Cathy's ghost.
Women. Always late.

Jane Eyre (Charlotte Bronte)
O woe! His mad wife--
in the attic! Had they but
lived together first.

Doctor Fausuts (Christopher Marlowe)
A scholar trades a
few fun years for endless Hell.
Math was not his field.

Heh. Sorry bout that. Those are my favourites. It's usually funnier if you've read it, or know the story, or have heard the silly things people always say if you ask them what it's about. Very silly.

Righto. Pie. Cheerio, off to eat dinner presently.

School schedule

2006-02-10T01:44:41Z

We signed up for classes today. Here's the new schedule:

9:15 - 10:15 French (same as last semester)
10:15 - 11:45 Joan of Arc (Medieval history and lit, woohoo! I'm so going to love this class. We're doing Beowulf. Woohoo! )
1:00 - 2:30 Mondays/Wednesdays - Nova Farm (Gardening. Should be reasonably fun. At least if the weather decides to be happy this spring.) Tuesdays/Thursdays - Play Production (We're doing An Experiment With An Air Pump. I have the script, but I haven't read it yet. All I know is that it has about 10 characters, and they have to have Northern English or Scottish accents. Which is going to be brilliantly fun. I'm not acting, but I'll probably do costumes, or look up historical stuff (part of the play is somewhere in history, not sure), or something like that. Woohoo.)
2:30 - 4:00 Mondays/Wednesdays - Math Lounge (I'm doing Functions here, which is the math class I'm supposed to be taking, only it's at the same time as French so I'm doing it as an independent.)

I love my classes. I love my school. I love pie. I love cheese. I love being useless. I love books. I love silliness. I love y'all. Woohoo for fun words like y'all.

I now really really want it to be May 16th. 96 days. Series 4 of MotG is coming out on dvd here. I'm so getting it for my birthday. When I found out yesterday I jumped around the kitchen/living room, galloped about, raced back and forth through the house, danced about, hugged and snogged the cat (thus rather freaking him out), and squeed a lot. The puter then promptly froze, and I had to turn it off by pushing the button. It's just like it.

I'm officially in love with bridge week. It's the week between semesters, if you didn't know, and I just spent the last four days doing absolutely nothing but sitting round the lounge with all the other people who hang out there, and playing all the card games we can think of. I also love riding the bus at like 1:30 or so in the afternoon on really wonderfully sunny days, because it reminds me of the summer, and makes me want to get off at random bus stops and wander about marveling at the lovely weather. I swear it looks like June. Playing quackdidlioso (that clapping game we used to play in like 4th grade), on the bus really does not work well. Just a tip.

I've been meaning to post something here in ages. I do too many different things on the puter at once, it's so distracting. I get to the update journal page and then don't post anything.

We only have one week of classes until midwinter break. While I love that we get a break in a week, it seems silly to only have a week of classes before a week of break. And we won't have horrid amounts of homework to get done during break. We might have some, but still. I mean, it's a good thing, but it might be better placed to be a time for doing all the homework. Though it seems like last semester we got a lot of work the first week. Maybe I just wasn't used to it yet. I'm very excited about all my new classes, though. Joan of Arc is destined to be absolutly brilliant, being about Beowulf, Vikings, Anglo-Saxons, Canterbury Tales, the Crusades, etc. One of my very favourite eras in history. And it's every day too, which is lovely. Play Production sounds like great fun too, especially since I don't have to act. And since it's historical, and we all know how I love history. Nova farm will prolly be fun. That was the block I was a bit iffy about choosing a class for, because none of the ones that I probably would really have automatically have chosen were there. It was mostly science, and I didn't really want to do more science this year, as I've already got a year's worth, but I'll get Occ. Ed. credit for Nova Farm, so that's good.

Class sign-ups are alternatively horridly hectic and really dull. The sign-ups are divided into four blocks for each of the four classes in a day, and you can't sign up for a class except during it's designated block (or later, I guess, if it isn't full). And of course it takes about a minute to actually do the signing up. So you rush to the next class you're signing up for, sit in line being bored for half an hour until you're technically allowed to sign up, hope you get in, sign up or put yourself on the wait list, and then rush to the next class and do it all over again. And you sometimes have to go to two classes in the same block, because of the Monday/Wednesday, Tuesday/Thursday thing. I was plotting the quickest way to get from one classroom to the other this morning, and I picked out my skirt based on which one is less difficult to get up stairs in, that you don't have to pick up or risk tripping over.

I'm reading so many books at once. I've been carrying round six books to school with me, and everyone thinks I'm completely mad. Lessee. The Tempest (I haven't actually started it yet, but I've been carrying it around with me in case I want to), Shakespeare's sonnets still, The Dubious Hills (Pamela Dean - I bought it last weekend, it's the other book by her that the library's lost, and I just happened to find it. Made me very very happy.), The Meaning of Everything (Simon Winchester, I think, it's about the history of the OED, mentions Tolkien fairly regularly. Jolly good writing, and rather amusing.), The Tolkien Reader (I dunno why I've never even looked at this before. I found this at Couth Buzzard when we were there last Sunday, had to buy it. I was looking for a good Beowulf but found this and The Tempest instead.), Heir Apparent (Vivian Van Velde, I think, may have spelled that wrong or gotten it wrong altogether, about a girl who gets stuck in a videogame type thing. Set in the future I guess, it's a bit odd, dunno if I'll finish it), and then various other things that I'm not really actively reading, but that I'll prolly get to eventually.

We saw King Kong last Friday, at like the last place in Seattle they were showing it, someplace downtown. Twas good, though it ended kind of funny. I liked it, I guess, but it hardly compares to LotR. There are always problems with Giant Monkey/Dinosaur movies. Andy Serkis being eaten by a giant disgusting worm thing was a bit disturbing. We went shopping with an old friend of my mum and her daughter Saturday. Bought a new scarf that looks like mithril, new earrings, and three books. The previously mentioned Dubious Hills, Irish Grammar, and Historical Linguistics. Twas a jolly good bookstore, tis a pity it's all the way in west Seattle. I love having long conversations about books. I should start a book club/committee at school. Twould be fancy.

This post is incredibly long. I'm putting in all the stuff I've been meaning to say for ages. I always do that. Not post for ages and then make a massive post all at once. I wanna go watch MotG now. I wish I had series two, I like that one better than 3, which I do have. Ah well. Pippip.

Mad me

2006-01-29T23:44:55Z

I'm completely insane, and very random. Got home from Amers's bday party a little after noon yesterday, watched Gilmore Girls for a couple hours, at lunch, and then had the utterly random urge to clean my room. So I cleaned the area under my bed, and organised a bunch of paper, and actually hung up all my skirts. It's very cosy down there. I shall no sit down there lots. Only I'm on the puter now to do my lab write-up for the cheese. And I actually don't want to be on the puter. So odd. But I want to be reading or writing or just generally curled up unber my bed all cosy.
It's my TWC three year anniversary today. Go me! I shall be Queen of Cheese.
I feel stupid. Eyva kept asking whether I didn't need my notebook to do the lab thingie, and I said I didn't, because I didn't think I did. But of course now that I'm writing it, I realise I don't remember everything that's supposed to be in it, and that paper is in the notebook. *thwacks self*

Woohoo!

2006-01-27T20:23:03Z

I won the science fair with my cheese!!!!!!

Or co-won, actually, I tied with Morgan and her oscillating reactions. Frankly I think I won because I had free samples of food, but oh well, that doesn't hardly make a difference, I still won. Apparently I'm the first freshman ever to win best of show, so I feel special. I'm now sitting here in my very sparkly not plastic tiara, and my medal is sitting on the piano. Woohoo. Everybody in chemistry hates me, which is lots of fun. We're very competitive. All bow before the queen of cheese.
Finally brought the dye poster home. That thing was from October. Hehe. I love having hardly any homework. It's like the best thing ever, and it hasn't happened pretty much all semester. Woohoo for Amers's birfday, woohoo for libraries and books. Woohoo for the Secret Country, woohoo for Shakespeare and having Hamlet wandering around your head. Woohoo for having Durin's Song horrendously stuck in your head, playing over and over and over. Woohoo for pie!

hencellina @ 2006-01-19T16:32:00

2006-01-20T01:11:47Z

1. The Lord of the Rings, JRR Tolkien
2. Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
3. His Dark Materials, Philip Pullman
4. The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams
5. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, JK Rowling
6. To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
7. Winnie the Pooh, AA Milne
8. 1984, George Orwell
9. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, CS Lewis
10. Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte
11. Catch-22, Joseph Heller
12. Wuthering Heights, Emily Bronte
13. Birdsong, Sebastian Faulks
14. Rebecca, Daphne du Maurier
15. The Catcher in the Rye, JD Salinger
16. The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame
17. Great Expectations, Charles Dickens
18. Little Women, Louisa May Alcott
19. Captain Corellis Mandolin, Louis de Bernieres
20. War and Peace, Leo Tolstoy
21. Gone with the Wind, Margaret Mitchell
22. Harry Potter And The Sorcerers Stone, JK Rowling
23. Harry Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets, JK Rowling
24. Harry Potter And The Prisoner Of Azkaban, JK Rowling
25. The Hobbit, JRR Tolkien
26. Tess Of The D'Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy
27. Middlemarch, George Eliot
28. A Prayer For Owen Meany, John Irving
29. The Grapes Of Wrath, John Steinbeck
30. Alice's Adventures In Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
31. The Story Of Tracy Beaker, Jacqueline Wilson
32. One Hundred Years Of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
33. The Pillars Of The Earth, Ken Follett
34. David Copperfield, Charles Dickens
35. Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, Roald Dahl
36. Treasure Island, Robert Louis Stevenson
37. A Town Like Alice, Nevil Shute
38. Persuasion, Jane Austen
39. Dune, Frank Herbert
40. Emma, Jane Austen
41. Anne Of Green Gables, LM Montgomery
42. Watership Down, Richard Adams
43. The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald
44. The Count Of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
45. Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh
46. Animal Farm, George Orwell
47. A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens
48. Far From The Madding Crowd, Thomas Hardy
49. Goodnight Mister Tom, Michelle Magorian
50. The Shell Seekers, Rosamunde Pilcher
51. The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett (half of it anyhow)
52. Of Mice And Men, John Steinbeck
53. The Stand, Stephen King
54. Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy
55. A Suitable Boy, Vikram Seth
56. The BFG, Roald Dahl
57. Swallows And Amazons, Arthur Ransome (I wanna marry this book)
58. Black Beauty, Anna Sewell
59. Artemis Fowl, Eoin Colfer
60. Crime And Punishment, Fyodor Dostoyevsky
61. Noughts And Crosses, Malorie Blackman
62. Memoirs Of A Geisha, Arthur Golden
63. A Tale Of Two Cities, Charles Dickens
64. The Thorn Birds, Colleen McCollough
65. Mort, Terry Pratchett
66. The Magic Faraway Tree, Enid Blyton
67. The Magus, John Fowles
68. Good Omens, Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman
69. Guards! Guards!, Terry Pratchett
70. Lord Of The Flies, William Golding
71. Perfume, Patrick Susskind
72. The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists, Robert Tressell
73. Night Watch, Terry Pratchett
74. Matilda, Roald Dahl
75. Bridget Jones's Diary, Helen Fielding
76. The Secret History, Donna Tartt
77. The Woman In White, Wilkie Collins
78. Ulysses, James Joyce
79. Bleak House, Charles Dickens
80. Double Act, Jacqueline Wilson
81. The Twits, Roald Dahl
82. I Capture The Castle, Dodie Smith
83. Holes, Louis Sachar
84. Gormenghast, Mervyn Peake
85. The God Of Small Things, Arundhati Roy
86. Vicky Angel, Jacqueline Wilson
87. Brave New World, Aldous Huxley
88. Cold Comfort Farm, Stella Gibbons
89. Magician, Raymond E Feist
90. On The Road, Jack Kerouac
91. The Godfather, Mario Puzo
92. The Clan Of The Cave Bear, Jean M Auel
93. The Colour Of Magic, Terry Pratchett
94. The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho
95. Katherine, Anya Seton
96. Kane And Abel, Jeffrey Archer
97. Love In The Time Of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
98. Girls In Love, Jacqueline Wilson
99. The Princess Diaries, Meg Cabot
100. Midnights Children, Salman Rushdie
101. Three Men In A Boat, Jerome K. Jerome
102. Small Gods, Terry Pratchett
103. The Beach, Alex Garland
104. Dracula, Bram Stoker
105. Point Blanc, Anthony Horowitz
106. The Pickwick Papers, Charles Dickens
107. Stormbreaker, Anthony Horowitz
108. The Wasp Factory, Iain Banks
109. The Day Of The Jackal, Frederick Forsyth
110. The Illustrated Mum, Jacqueline Wilson
111. Jude The Obscure, Thomas Hardy
112. The Secret Diary Of Adrian Mole Aged 13 1/2, Sue Townsend
113. The Cruel Sea, Nicholas Monsarrat
114. Les Miserables, Victor Hugo
115. The Mayor Of Casterbridge, Thomas Hardy
116. The Dare Game, Jacqueline Wilson
117. Bad Girls, Jacqueline Wilson
118. The Picture Of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde (though Xandi kidnapped it *poke*)
119. Shogun, James Clavell
120. The Day Of The Triffids, John Wyndham
121. Lola Rose, Jacqueline Wilson
122. Vanity Fair, William Makepeace Thackeray
123. The Forsyte Saga, John Galsworthy
124. House Of Leaves, Mark Z. Danielewski
125. The Poisonwood Bible, Barbara Kingsolver
126. Reaper Man, Terry Pratchett
127. Angus, Thongs And Full-Frontal Snogging, Louise Rennison
128. The Hound Of The Baskervilles, Arthur Conan Doyle
129. Possession, A. S. Byatt
130. The Master And Margarita, Mikhail Bulgakov
131. The Handmaid's Tale, Margaret Atwood
132. Danny The Champion Of The World, Roald Dahl
133. East Of Eden, John Steinbeck
134. George's Marvellous Medicine, Roald Dahl
135. Wyrd Sisters, Terry Pratchett
136. The Color Purple, Alice Walker
137. Hogfather, Terry Pratchett
138. The Thirty-Nine Steps, John Buchan
139. Girls In Tears, Jacqueline Wilson
140. Sleepovers, Jacqueline Wilson
141. All Quiet On The Western Front, Erich Maria Remarque
142. Behind The Scenes At The Museum, Kate Atkinson
143. High Fidelity, Nick Hornby
144. It, Stephen King
145. James And The Giant Peach, Roald Dahl
146. The Green Mile, Stephen King
147. Papillon, Henri Charriere
148. Men At Arms, Terry Pratchett
149. Master And Commander, Patrick Obrian
150. Skeleton Key, Anthony Horowitz
151. Soul Music, Terry Pratchett
152. Thief Of Time, Terry Pratchett
153. The Fifth Elephant, Terry Pratchett
154. Atonement, Ian McEwan
155. Secrets, Jacqueline Wilson
156. The Silver Sword, Ian Serraillier
157. One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest, Ken Kesey
158. Heart Of Darkness, Joseph Conrad
159. Kim, Rudyard Kipling
160. Cross Stitch, Diana Gabaldon
161. Moby Dick, Herman Melville
162. River God, Wilbur Smith
163. Sunset Song, Lewis Grassic Gibbon
164. The Shipping News, Annie Proulx
165. The World According To Garp, John Irving
166. Lorna Doone, R. D. Blackmore
167. Girls Out Late, Jacqueline Wilson
168. The Far Pavilions, M. M. Kaye
169. The Witches, Roald Dahl
170. Charlotte's Web, E. B. White
171. Frankenstein, Mary Shelley
172. They Used To Play On Grass, Terry Venables and Gordon Williams
173. The Old Man And The Sea, Ernest Hemingway
174. The Name Of The Rose, Umberto Eco
175. Sophie's World, Jostein Gaarder
176. Dustbin Baby, Jacqueline Wilson
177. Fantastic Mr. Fox, Roald Dahl
178. Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov
179. Jonathan Livingstone Seagull, Richard Bach
180. The Little Prince, Antoine De Saint-Exupery
181. The Suitcase Kid, Jacqueline Wilson
182. Oliver Twist, Charles Dickens
183. The Power Of One, Bryce Courtenay
184. Silas Marner, George Eliot
185. American Psycho, Bret Easton Ellis
186. The Diary Of A Nobody, George and Weedon Gross-mith
187. Trainspotting, Irvine Welsh
188. Goosebumps, R. L. Stine
189. Heidi, Johanna Spyri
190. Sons And Lovers, D. H. Lawrence
191. The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera
192. Man And Boy, Tony Parsons
193. The Truth, Terry Pratchett
194. The War Of The Worlds, H. G. Wells
195. The Horse Whisperer, Nicholas Evans
196. A Fine Balance, Rohinton Mistry
197. Witches Abroad, Terry Pratchett
198. The Once And Future King, T. H. White
199. The Very Hungry Caterpillar, Eric Carle
200. Flowers In The Attic, Virginia Andrews
201. The Silmarillion, J.R.R. Tolkien
202. The Eye of the World, Robert Jordan
203. The Great Hunt, Robert Jordan
204. The Dragon Reborn, Robert Jordan
205. Fires of Heaven, Robert Jordan
206. Lord of Chaos, Robert Jordan
207. Winters Heart, Robert Jordan
208. A Crown of Swords, Robert Jordan
209. Crossroads of Twilight, Robert Jordan
210. A Path of Daggers, Robert Jordan
211. As Nature Made Him, John Colapinto
212. Microserfs, Douglas Coupland
213. The Married Man, Edmund White
214. Winter's Tale, Mark Helprin
215. The History of Sexuality, Michel Foucault
216. Cry to Heaven, Anne Rice
217. Same-Sex Unions in Premodern Europe, John Boswell
218. Equus, Peter Shaffer
219. The Man Who Ate Everything, Jeffrey Steingarten
220. Letters To A Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke
221. Ella Minnow Pea, Mark Dunn
222. The Vampire Lestat, Anne Rice
223. Anthem, Ayn Rand
224. The Bridge To Terabithia, Katherine Paterson
225. Tartuffe, Moliere
226. The Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka
227. The Crucible, Arthur Miller
228. The Trial, Franz Kafka
229. Oedipus Rex, Sophocles
230. Oedipus at Colonus, Sophocles
231. Death Be Not Proud, John Gunther
232. A Doll's House, Henrik Ibsen
233. Hedda Gabler, Henrik Ibsen
234. Ethan Frome, Edith Wharton
235. A Raisin In The Sun, Lorraine Hansberry
236. ALIVE!, Piers Paul Read
237. Grapefruit, Yoko Ono
238. Trickster Makes This World, Lewis Hyde
239. The Mists of Avalon, Marion Zimmer Bradley (wanna marry this too)
240. Chronicles of Thomas Convenant, Unbeliever, Stephen Donaldson
241. Lord of Light, Roger Zelazny
242. The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay, Michael Chabon
243. Summerland, Michael Chabon
244. A Confederacy of Dunces, John Kennedy Toole
245. Candide, Voltaire
246. The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar and Six More, Roald Dahl
247. Ringworld, Larry Niven
248. The King Must Die, Mary Renault
249. Stranger in a Strange Land, Robert Heinlein
250. A Wrinkle in Time, Madeline L'Engle
251. The Eyre Affair, Jasper Fforde
252. The House Of The Seven Gables, Nathaniel Hawthorne
253. The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne
254. The Joy Luck Club, Amy Tan
255. The Great Gilly Hopkins, Katherine Paterson
256. Chocolate Fever, Robert Kimmel Smith
265. Little House on the Prairie, Laura Ingles Wilder
267. Where The Red Fern Grows, Wilson Rawls
268. Griffin & Sabine, Nick Bantock
269. Witch of Blackbird Pond, Joyce Friedland
270. Mrs. Frisby And The Rats Of NIMH, Robert C. O'Brien
271. Tuck Everlasting, Natalie Babbitt
272. The Cay, Theodore Taylor
273. From The Mixed-Up Files Of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler, E.L. Konigsburg
274. The Phantom Tollbooth, Norton Juster
275. The Westing Game, Ellen Raskin
276. The Kitchen God's Wife, Amy Tan
277. The Bone Setter's Daughter, Amy Tan
278. Relic, Duglas Preston & Lincolon Child
279. Wicked, Gregory Maguire
280. American Gods, Neil Gaiman
281. Misty of Chincoteague, Marguerite Henry
282. The Girl Next Door, Jack Ketchum
283. Haunted, Judith St. George
284. Singularity, William Sleator
285. A Short History of Nearly Everything, Bill Bryson
286. Different Seasons, Stephen King
287. Fight Club, Chuck Palahniuk
288. About a Boy, Nick Hornby
289. The Bookmans Wake, John Dunning
290. The Church of Dead Girls, Stephen Dobyns
291. Illusions, Richard Bach
292. Magic's Pawn, Mercedes Lackey
293. Magic's Promise, Mercedes Lackey
294. Magic's Price, Mercedes Lackey
295. The Dancing Wu Li Masters, Gary Zukav
296. Spirits of Flux and Anchor, Jack L. Chalker
297. Interview with the Vampire, Anne Rice
298. The Encyclopedia of Unusual Sex Practices, Brenda Love
299. Infinite Jest, David Foster Wallace
300. The Bluest Eye, Toni Morrison
301. The Cider House Rules, John Irving
302. Ender's Game, Orson Scott Card
303. Girlfriend in a Coma, Douglas Coupland
304. The Lion's Game, Nelson Demille
305. The Sun, The Moon, and the Stars, Stephen Brust
306. Cyteen, C. J. Cherryh
307. Foucaults Pendulum, Umberto Eco
308. Cryptonomicon, Neal Stephenson
309. Invisible Monsters, Chuck Palahniuk
310. Camber of Culdi, Kathryn Kurtz
311. The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand
312. War and Rememberance, Herman Wouk
313. The Art of War, Sun Tzu
314. The Giver, Lois Lowry
315. The Telling, Ursula Le Guin
316. Xenogenesis (or Liliths Brood), Octavia Butler
317. A Civil Campaign, Lois McMaster Bujold
318. The Curse of Chalion, Lois McMaster Bujold
319. The Aeneid, Publius Vergilius Maro (Vergil)
320. Hanta Yo, Ruth Beebe Hill
321. The Princess Bride, S. Morganstern (or William Goldman)
322. Beowulf, Anonymous
323. The Sparrow, Maria Doria Russell
324. Deerskin, Robin McKinley
325. Dragonsong, Anne McCaffrey
326. Passage, Connie Willis
327. Otherland, Tad Williams
328. Tigana, Guy Gavriel Kay
329. Number the Stars, Lois Lowry
330. Beloved, Toni Morrison
331. Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal, Christopher Moore
332. The Mysterious Disappearance of Leon, I mean Noel, Ellen Raskin
333. Summer Sisters, Judy Blume
334. The Hunchback of Notre Dame, Victor Hugo
335. The Island on Bird Street, URI Orlev
336. Midnight in the Dollhouse, Marjorie Filley Stover
337. The Miracle Worker, William Gibson
338. The Genesis Code, John Case
339. The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Robert Louis Stevenson
340. Paradise Lost, John Milton
341. Phantom, Susan Kay
342. The Mummy or Ramses the Damned, Anne Rice
343. Anno Dracula, Kim Newman
344: The Dresden Files: Grave Peril, Jim Butcher
345: Tokyo Suckerpunch, Issac Adamson
346: The Winter of Magics Return, Pamela Service
347: The Oddkins, Dean R. Koontz
348. My Name is Asher Lev, Chaim Potok
349. The Last Goodbye, Raymond Chandler
350. At Swim, Two Boys, Jaime ONeill
351. Othello, William Shakespeare
352. The Collected Poems of Dylan Thomas
353. The Collected Poems of William Butler Yeats
354. Sati, Christopher Pike
355. The Inferno, Dante
356. The Apology, Plato
357. The Small Rain, Madeline L'Engle
358. The Man Who Tasted Shapes, Richard E Cytowick
359. 5 Novels, Daniel Pinkwater
360. The Sevenwaters Trilogy, Juliet Marillier (the first one anyhow)
361. Girl with a Pearl Earring, Tracy Chevalier
362. To the Lighthouse, Virginia Woolf
363. Our Town, Thorton Wilder
364. Green Grass Running Water, Thomas King
335. The Interpreter, Suzanne Glass
336. The Moor's Last Sigh, Salman Rushdie
337. The Mother Tongue, Bill Bryson
338. A Passage to India, E.M. Forster
339. The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Stephen Chbosky
340. The Phantom of the Opera, Gaston Leroux
341. Pages for You, Sylvia Brownrigg
342. The Changeover, Margaret Mahy
343. Howl's Moving Castle, Diana Wynne Jones
344. Angels and Demons, Dan Brown
345. Johnny Got His Gun, Dalton Trumbo
346. Shosha, Isaac Bashevis Singer
347. Travels With Charley, John Steinbeck
348. The Diving-Bell and the Butterfly, Jean-Dominique Bauby
349. The Lunatic at Large, J. Storer Clouston
350. Time for Bed, David Baddiel
351. Barrayar, Lois McMaster Bujold
352. Quite Ugly One Morning, Christopher Brookmyre
353. The Bloody Sun, Marion Zimmer Bradley
354. Sewer, Gas, and Eletric, Matt Ruff
355. Jhereg, Steven Brust
356. So You Want To Be A Wizard, Diane Duane
357. Perdido Street Station, China Mieville
358. The Tenant of Wildfell Hall, Anne Bronte
359. Road-side Dog, Czeslaw Milosz
360. The English Patient, Michael Ondaatje
361. Neuromancer, William Gibson
362. The Epistemology of the Closet, Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick
363. A Canticle for Liebowitz, Walter M. Miller, Jr
364. The Mask of Apollo, Mary Renault
365. The Gunslinger, Stephen King
366. Romeo and Juliet, William Shakespeare
367. Childhood's End, Arthur C. Clarke
368. Season of Mists, Neil Gaiman
369. Ivanhoe, Walter Scott
370. The God Boy, Ian Cross
371. The Beekeeper's Apprentice, Laurie R. King
372. Finn Family Moomintroll, Tove Jansson (I love the moomins, just never actually read them)
373. Misery, Stephen King
374. Tipping the Velvet, Sarah Waters
375. Hood, Emma Donoghue
376. The Land of Spices, Kate O'Brien
377. The Diary of Anne Frank
378. Regeneration, Pat Barker
379. Tender is the Night, F. Scott Fitzgerald
380. Dreaming in Cuban, Cristina Garcia
381. A Farewell to Arms, Ernest Hemingway
382. The View from Saturday, E.L. Konigsburg (I can't remember if I've read this or not)
383. Dealing with Dragons, Patricia Wrede
384. Eats, Shoots & Leaves, Lynne Truss
385. A Severed Wasp, Madeleine L'Eengle
386. Here Be Dragons, Sharon Kay Penman
387. The Mabinogion (Ancient Welsh Tales), translated by Lady Charlotte E. Guest
388. The DaVinci Code, Dan Brown
389. Desire of the Everlasting Hills, Thomas Cahill
390. The Cloister Walk, Kathleen Norris
391. The Things We Carried, Tim O'Brien
392. I Know This Much Is True, Wally Lamb
393. Choke, Chuck Palahniuk
394. Ender's Shadow, Orson Scott Card
395. The Memory of Earth, Orson Scott Card
396. The Iron Tower, Dennis L. McKiernen
397. Atlas Shrugged, Ayn Rand
398. A Ring of Endless Light, Madeline L'Engle
399. Lords of Discipline, Pat Conroy
400. Hyperion, Dan Simmons
401. If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things, Jon McGregor
402. The Bridge, Iain Banks
403. How to Be Good, Nick Hornby
404. The Stone Diaries, Carol Shields
405. A Map of the World, Jane Hamilton
406. Eragon, Christopher Paolini
407. A Series of Unfortunate Events, Lemony Snicket
408. Lullaby, Chuck Palahniuk
409. Veronika Decides to Die, Paulo Coelho
410. White Oleander, Janet Fitch
411. The Land of Laughs, Jonathan Carroll
412. Forrest Gump
413. Roots, Alex Haley
414. Kleopatra, Karen Essex
415. Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister, Gregory Maguire
416. The Psycho-Ex Game, Merrill Markoe, Andy Prieboy
417. Digital Fortress, Dan Brown
418. Deception Point, Dan Brown
419. Bookends, Jane Green
420. Little Men, Louisa May Alcott
421. Vectors, Michael P. Kube-Mcdowell
422. Redwall, Brian Jacques
423. Millennium, Felipe Fernàndez-Armesto
424. Disgrace, J.M.Coetzee
425. Shardik, Richard Adams
426. Tehanu, Ursula Le Guin (read the first three, not got round to this one yet))
427. Z - A Love Story, Vigdis Grimsdottir
428. Diary, Chuck Palahniuk
429. Don Quixote I, Cervantes
430. Season in hell, Arthur Rimbaud
431. Collected poems, Anna Akhmatova
432. Breath, eyes, memory, Edwidge Danticat
433. The Satanic Verses, Salman Rushdie
434. The Gospel According to Jesus Christ, José Saramago
435. Not Before Sundown (or Troll - A Love Story), Johanna Sinisalo
436. Hannibal, Thomas Harris
437. The Iron Dragon's Daughter, Michael Swanwick
438. A Game of Thrones, George R.R. Martin
439. The Ballad of Reading Gaol, Oscar Wilde
440. The Universe in a Nutshell, Stephen Hawking
441. Complicity, Iain Banks
442. Never Let Me Go, Kazuo Ishiguro
443. The Bane Of The Black Sword, Micheal Moorcock
444. Angela's Ashes, Frank McCourt
445. Delta Of Venus, Anais Nin
446. Lost souls, Poppy Z Brite
447. Belle de jour diary of a london call girl
448. Neverwhere, Neil Gaiman
449. City, Alessandro Baricco
450. Hippopotamus, Stephen Fry
451. Thank you, Jeeves, PG Wodehouse (love PG Wodehouse, but not read this one. I like the Jeeves ones less than the others)
452. Tout à l'Ego (Everything for Ego), Tonino Benacquista
453. Betty Blue, Philippe Djian
454. Naive.Super, Erlend Loe
455. Everything is Illuminates, Jonathan Safran Foer
456. Faust, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
457. Krabat, Otfried Preußler
458. Lieutenant Hornblower, C. S. Forester
459. The Importance of Being Earnest, Oscar Wilde
460. Drawing Blood, Poppy Z. Brite
461. Lady Chatterley's Lover, D. H. Lawrence
462. The Bounty, Caroline Alexander
463. The Matarese Circle, by Robert Ludlum
464. Coraline, by Neil Gaiman
465. Searching for Dragons, Patricia C Wrede
466. The Long Dark Teatime of the Soul, Douglas Adams
467. Noble House, James Clavell
468. Beat Until Stiff, Claire M. Johnson
469. The Inheritors, William Golding
470. The Dracula Tape, Fred Saberhagen
471. The Metamorphoses, Ovid (Publius Ovidius Naso)
472. 'Tis, Frank McCourt
473. The Seven Pillars of Wisdom, TE Lawrence
474. The Distant Summer, Sarah Patterson
475. Because of Winn Dixie, Kate DiCamillo
476. Spindle's End, Robin McKinley
477. Northanger Abbey, Jane Austen
478. The Last Unicorn, Peter S. Beagle
479. A Storm of Swords, George R R Martin
479. A Feast For Crows, George R R Martin
480. The Black Jewels Trilogy, Anne Bishop
481. The Black Swan, Mercedes Lackey
482. No-No Boy, John Okada
483. Kitchen, Yoshimoto Banana
484. Beyond the Pale, Mark Anthony
485. Black Horses for the King, Anne McCaffery
485. The War of the Flowers, Tad Williams
486. The Prophet, Kahlil Gibran
487. The Pillow Book, Sei Shonagon
488. Notes from Underground, Fyodor Dostoevsky
489. Keep the Aspidistra Flying, George Orwell
490. The Secret Country Trilogy, Pamela Dean
491. Out of the Silent Planet, C.S. Lewis
492. The Lioness Quartet, Tamora Pierce
493. The Will of the Empress, Tamora Pierce
494. The Lost Years of Merlin, T.A. Barron
495. Mrs. Pigglewiggle Says Hello, Betty MacDonald
496. The Age of Innocence, Edith Wharton
497. Wise Child, Monica Furlong
498. Siddhartha, Herman Hesse
499. Sabriel, Garth Nix
500. Pippi Longstockings, Astrid Lindgren
501. The Egypt Game, Zilpha Keatley Snyder
502. Mr. Popper's Penguins, Richard and Florence Atwater
503. Dr. Dolittle, Hugh Lofting

I need to read more. And I know I own more of these, but they're mummy's or ducky's so I don't know what all they are. I ought to add stuff to that list. Tis missing lots of things. And there's my additioin. 14 more books. Woohoo.

Cabbage

2006-01-13T02:02:40Z

I've got awfully large amounts of homework. Lessee.

French - I know there's something I've got to do, but I can't remember what it is.
Asian Phil. - Must decide if I've finished fixing the 2nd draft of the mandala paper. Also, must find lots of pictures of mandalas, and bring all the books for Wednesday. Alas for me being one of the only two people actually updated on their papers, and thus having to go first for presentations. I'm also probably supposed to do the Legalism/Confucianism/Daoism/etc. paper, but I won't. It needs the posters, and no one else will have done it.
Fresham seminar- More research for Venetian masks, and start writing the paper by next thursday. Got a week, that's easy.
Reading- Must start on the pictures for The Hunter's Moon, and write the Edith Wharton paper, and poke the library to hurry up with the Age of Innocence film. Also, got to talk to Barbara about projects for the rest of the books. Finish Pride and Prejudice (the most boring book known to man).
Chemistry - Make cheese, decide whether I've got enough to talk about for the radioactivity bit, and find a posterboard for the cheese. And don't forget to photograph the process of the cheese. Make some kind of outline of everthing I need to record. Make sure I've got everything I need.
Math - Assignment #14.

Good grief. It's a bloody good thing I've got four days of no school, or else none of this would ever get done. And only one thing really planned that might disrupt things (specifically the cheese), is that we have to go talk to the Greenwood librarian about volunteering.
I know there was more stuff I was going to yatter on about, but I can't remember wast it was.

Lalalala!

2005-12-27T01:03:04Z

Okie dokie. Xmas present list, as promised.

-GG season four DVD, woohoo! I've watched six episodes already. Well, 5 and a half, I got interrupted.
-Making fiends purse, woohoo! I love this thing. The fiend is very cute.
-nice big fat sketchbook
-marker case for all my prismas. Woohoo.
-one of those colourless spreader marker thingies
-watercolour pastels (they came in a scotch tape box, and I actually thought it was scotch tape. Wow, I'm dumb. but there are precedents.)
-cheese book, woohoo.
-pirate playing cards. heeeheee
-socks
-far side comic book
-Hobbit calendar with Tolkien's drawings, woohoo
-red sweater
-green scarf
-fancy necklace from italy
-strange purse with kitties on it. apparently every high school girl in chicago (at least that my grandmother knows) has one. I am utterly mystified.
-various earrings
-tank tops
-makeup that i will probably never use
-Wuthering Heights, Hamlet, and some book of Chinese poetry
-chocolate
-French vocab cards
-Wallace and Gromit DVD
-Island of Misfit Toys t-shirt
-And prolly some other stuff that I can't remember.

Okay, now I feel kinda spoiled. Oh well I'm an only child, I've got an excuse. Besides, I like being spoiled. Woohoo!

Xmas!!!!

2005-12-26T03:42:58Z

Merry Xmas to all, and to all a good night!
Woohoo for Xmas, woohoo for presents, woohoo for food, woohoo for silliness!
I shall tell you all the stuff I got later, as there is not much time before we have to leave. (We ish on Vashon).

Moo!

2005-12-25T04:40:01Z

Merry Christmas Eve to all, and to all a good night!

I so can't believe tomorrow is Christmas. Presents! Silliness! We went to see Wallace and Grommit today. Very very very funny. Cheese! We do weird stuff on Christmas. We had Greek food for dinner. I wanna marry tyropita.

What do you do with drunken sailor?

2005-12-19T20:00:32Z

Stuck in my head. But I love that song. Was just hearing it on Swallows and Amazons, which I watched over again. And played it on the piano. My goal is to get it stuck in everybody's head tomorrow. Amers has a piano, I can play it too. Must find another present for Cindy, didn't know she was coming until this morning. That's easy though. Just gotta find a quote.
I love all those songs, like Drunken Sailor and Away to Rio and Spanish Ladies. But nobody really knows them anymore, 'cept the sailor. Well fliffle. I shall post some funny verses of it that I googled.
Put him in bed with the Captains daughter
Stick on 'is back a mustard plaster.
Shove a lobster down his britches.
Shave his back and knit a sweater
Lock him in a room full of bagpipe music!
Make him sing the 'Brady Bunch Song'
Make him drink a double esspresso
Give him the Chinese water torture
Promote him to administration
Tie him down as rat bait now
Teach him how to go snipe hunting
Put him in the bed with Margaret Thatcher,

Muahahahaha! Poor drunk dude. There are like fifty billion variations on the captain's daughter one. Tis very funny. Mind you, most of those aren't especially traditional, but they're highly amusing.
I'm very happy, I finally though of something to make my mummle and duckle. Woohoo! Since I don't appear to be going shopping this week. All gifts more or less taken care of.