Is It Alive, Does It Writhe, Can It Survive Under The Sun

Hello. I am not dead. Yet.

It’s been quite a week. And it’s ended with the largest shit-ton of snow I’m pretty sure I’ve seen, ever (being as I am from Illinois, that is not entirely surprising).

I also photographed two concert-type events, both of which went very well, and HOT DAMN, I took some good photos. Will post here, soon.

Also had a group project for Eurhythmics, which included interpreting music in a very physical and somewhat dancelike manner. We also spelled out our instructors name with our bodies, BECAUSE WE LOVE HIM. He also happened to catch the entire thing on camera and says he will put it on YouTube. Will post here, soon.

I also managed to do myself an injury (note: I really like saying that I DID myself something, like an injury, instead of having GOTTEN or GIVEN MYSELF an injury) via shoveling those shit-tons of snow out of my driveway while myself and some other girl were in dire need of getting out. Of course, the other girl stands there asking “can I get my car out in this much snow?” and watches after I laugh maniacally and say “heeeell no,” before pretty much shoveling the entire damn driveway by myself. Afterwards, that same dull feeling of tension and mild pain that I remember oh too well shot all through my left arm for parts of the day. Lame. After some icing and ibuprofin and a day of no playing, I’m pretty sure it’s fine and dandy. But man, do I want to like, knock on that girl’s door and demand she clean my apartment or make me dinner or something.

On a similar note, the shoveling of shit-tons of snow is possibly the only thing that renders me this sore, except for maybe that one time I went to a Judo club meeting. Though I’m pretty sure I’ve blocked that from my memory, it was so intense and weird.

*edit*

Right. I forgot to post something regarding my pretty intense obsession with XTC. Here we go:


Rundown

What? What’s that? I have a blog? What now?

Yeah, yeah.

So much stuff. Brief rundown.

1. Haircut! Oh god. I finally found the best hair-cutting person, ever. I can’t decide which I enjoy more…the actual physical haircut or the really damn cool conversation I had during the haircut.

2. People are asking me to photograph them in things like concerts and recitals?! Which is….ridiculously awesome. And a little freaky. I hope nobody minds that I have HAVE NEVER DONE THIS CRAP BEFORE, at least not in a concert setting. Yeeeeee.

3. School. Plastique Animee. Group work. Practicing. Pretty much crapping out on any kind of a summer/future plan. ‘Salright.

4. This fails as a rundown.

5. What is a rundown, anyway?

6. EVERYBODY NEEDS TO LISTEN TO XTC.

The End Is Nigh!

And by “end” I really mean “the move to WordPress.”

God. It pains me to say that. Move. To. WordPress. When I say it out loud it just sounds like “Mllraaahlrraaan.”

Blogger has been my love for nearly 8 years now. I own a Blogger t-shirt. Hell, Blogger even has the same birthday as me! But you know what they say, all good things, and stuff.

March 26th marks the day that Blogger will cease to support FTP publishing. My blog is published via FTP, and while I hear there is going to be a migration tool that will guide FTP-publishers in shifting blogs to blogspot or another Blogger-managed URLs, migrate, I cannot.

I think that through the years, Blogger has really done a superb job of making itself into a free, user-friendly (and very reliable) push-button publisher. Abundant features, ease of use that perhaps newer Blogger users don’t realize are shiny and new and awesome.

But then there’s WordPress. For those out there who are professional bloggers (waitasec, I just typed “professional bloggers” — I crack me up!) and people who depend on integrating blog-publishing with homepages and stand-alone websites who also really love endless plug-in possibilities, WordPress, baby. All the way. True, WordPress may be a bit more complex and challenging for those who are not used to having quite so much control or understand the code. But I feel that those who make the time to understand the WordPress mysteries can reap all sorts of benefits.

And the problem with me is that I like challenges. Possibly too much. WordPress code is difficult, and by god, school prevents me from doing anything NON-cello related without having some kind of allergic non-cello reaction. But I would like to take on this challenge of getting to know the ins-and-outs of WordPress.

So come March 26th, this blog will have a new home. More on all this, soon. And in the mean-time, I will enjoy my last month with Blogger. Er, sorta, anyway.

Those Blahs, Them Thar Blahs.

It’s approaching that time of degree-getting. In which various people ask what your plans are and others somehow MAKE you think about where you’re going to end up once you finish the degree-getting. And my answer to this: I DON’T CARE.

I want to be a bum next year. Not a real bum. I would actually like earning some kind of money, in one way or another, even if it’s part-time and minimum wage.

I think by “bum” I really mean “person that does not run off immediately following schooling to do (or attempt to do) successful things in their field.”

So there’s that, this thing I call “extreme burnout.” Plus a distinct lack of sunlight. Plus a disdain for having things to do, which all comes together to form: The February Blahs!

I have the February Blahs. I would love for them to go away, but I don’t think it works that way — them just going away. I’m pretty sure the only thing that relieves the February blahs is the month of March. Oh, please, hurry, month of March.

Also, Happy Valentines Day.

In One Not-Real Word: FANGASM

Step 1: Read this.

Step 2: Watch this.

I Love xkcd from NoamR on Vimeo.

Step 3: Now this.


FEATURING THE AWESOMENESS OF: Neil Gaiman, Wil Wheaton, Cory Doctorow, Lawrence Lessig, Bruce Schneier, Jason Kottke, Google Zurich, Hank Green, MC Frontalot, Patrick & Teresa Nielsen Hayden, Mr. Toast, Miss Cellania, Team Genius, Phil Plait, Allan Amato, Maddy Gaiman, Charissa Gilreath, Belinda Casas, Chuck Martinez, Jeremy James, Joanna Gaunder, Lee Israel & Octavio Coleman Esq. of The Jejune Institute.

Step 4: Lose your mind.

Those are a lot of people from the internet that I love. And as a result, it’s possible that I’ve watched this something like 10…15 ish times?

And it’s days like this that the internet is awesome! Stupid freakin’ Facebook (I rejoined) and all!

(via Laughing Squid)

The All Caps Says It All

In the words of the lovely John Hodgman, Oh, right. The football men are fighting tonight.”

It occurs to me that if I want to be happier with the way I write, I should do more of it. I used to not only blog daily, but I wrote random crazy crap in a journal thing (especially during the summers, for some reason). I was terribly used to actually talking about things that occurred not only on a boring daily basis, but a little more about the way I FEEEEL about things, and none of this sensoring “people are jerks and I’m sensitive about the way they feel” crap. And interestingly enough, the more comfortable I am talking about my feelings, the more spontaneous ridiculousness also happens to be captured. And it’s the spontaneous ridiculousness in life that I exist for and want to capture for others to appreciate.

SO GET WRITIN’ WOMAN.

As an interesting aside, I am something of a Chameleon when it comes to my own writing being influenced by the writing over others. This is most clear when I read excessive amounts of Dooce.com and tend to USE ALL CAPS AND LOTS OF SWEAR-WORDS. I think this means I need to actually read more, in general.

NEEDS MORE EXTRANEOUS VOWELS

Man. Part of me totally hates reading blog archives from 2+ years ago. And that’s namely because DAMN, was I potentially hilarious. Seriously. I don’t know what happened. But I’m becoming more and more convinced that the older I get, the dumber and more neurotic I become, and somehow less CREATIVE with WOOOORDS.

Then again, in reading blog archives from a while ago, every year or so I run into a little something like “man, I was just reading blog archives and DAMN you guys, I was hilarious! What happened??” So it could just be a dumb perception thing

Yes, I just wrote a blog entry about how my blog entries aren’t as awesome as they used to be.

Eurhythmics Hangover

I am tired.

Here is something my Dad said to me about four years ago. I found it (much like the below-mentioned spoon-liver-digging reminder) in the unpublished archives:

“Don’t be a worrier. My mother was such a worrier, and it ended up killing her. … Even though she lived to be 95…”

Also, through a situation in which the universe is hilarious, I ended up actively and physically involving myself in Eurhythmics for THREE HOURS today. And as a result?

I am tired.

Let’s Reminisce!

Remember when I used to threaten (you know, jokingly) to dig people’s livers out with a SPOON?! Me too! Those were good days!

I’m not going back through blog archives, or anything.

Also Known As "False"

True Facts:

1. I almost rejoined Facebook for the sole purpose of asking if anyone out there has fingerings for the Ligeti solo sonata.

2. My time on the internet seems to be divided into three main parts, which consist of one: Watching Shiba Inu puppies. Two: Talking to my ‘fella. Three: Youtube surfing. This list needs more blogging.

Un-true Facts:

1. It is possible for a person to see the movie Brazil for the first time and NOT have the most intensely fucked up dreams ever.

2. It is possible for a person to see the movie Brazil and NOT fight back a sudden urge to watch Monty Python’s Flying Circus in its entirety (especially when it happens to be available for instant viewing on Netflix — gaaaah).

So yes, that’s what’s going on. Have I mentioned any time recently that I can’t wait to not be in school, at least for a while?

As An Agnostic, I’m Going To Bring My Winning Smile!

I hate to say this, but…..

I’m pretty sure Community is beginning to replace The Office as my favorite TV comedy.

Life is hard! I love The Office. Or did, anyway. Because the show is truly not what it once was. And it’s not always easy to pinpoint exactly why. For me — and I kind of knew this might happen and had extensive discussions with a few people on how it might — the show could have quite easily and most satisfyingly ended at the end of Season 3 for me. And yes, it coincided with Jim and Pam getting together, but honestly, the Jim and Pam thing was a substantial part of the obsessive-watching factor for me. Season 4 started off well, but I felt like it didn’t have the same flow or story arc craft that the previous two seasons possessed, and that had little to do with the Jim/Pam storyline. Call me crazy, but I think it might have had something to do with character development. I feel like one of the things that The Office has done a lot of between Seasons 2 and now are EXTREEEME character development. Tim and I were talking about this, and might have said the characters have become very much like caricatures, and I couldn’t agree more! If you look back to Season 2, you see an office full of somewhat diverse but for the most part “normal” people, who have a completely ridiculous boss. However, now I see an office full of extremely ridiculous characters, and I’m finding myself suffering from ridiculousness overload (AND __I__ JUST SAID THAT). For instance, we went from seeing Angela as the “tight-ass Christian chick” (Roy’s words, not mine!!) of the Office to seeing Angela as the KIND OF SEXUALLY MASOCHISTIC tight-ass Christian chick who likes multiple men fighting over her and sleeps with and toys with both these men and cleans her cats with her own tongue and can get on board the Idris Elba train and jeeze, those are some drastic changes from what we knew of her in the beginning! Another good example is Kelly. Remember Kelly from the beginning of Seasons 1 and 2 of the Office? And Kelly now? Those two Kellys are not the same character! Same goes for Ryan. Most of the characters seem to be developed in this manner, from just “some office people” into “some craaazy, ridiculous, kooky office people!” I think the characters are all pretty hilarious on their own (especially certain characters — like Andy), but development of a large cast of characters can only go so far and by god, I just don’t know if I can take any further crazy, kooky development, writers!

Also, the last new episode was entirely a Montage Episode! For reals!

Community, on the other hand? Fabulous cast. Fabulous dialogue. Best use of hilarious ironic music I have ever encountered. I feel like the drama is less emphasized than in The Office. And the characters came to the table with all their quirks and ridiculousness laid out. Nothing completely unfeasible has been developed. Yet.

So to conclude, Long Live The Office, Seasons 1-3….

And watch Community! It’s awesome!

I just talked a lot about teevee.