I'm Focused But I'm Losing Control

Mood: Fan-fucking-tastic *sarcasm!*
Watching: Heroes
Contemplating: Having another drink

Wow, you know your life is kind of sad when you're drinking at 2:47 in the afternoon. Whatever, fuck this shit.
So, the whole friends thing is working out fairly well. Still have those funny little thoughts running through my head, and it's still kind of hard to tell them to shut the fuck up but I'm working on it. Whether or not this is permanent only time can tell but I'm not going to sit here and hold out for something that may never actually come. So friends. It's not like compatability's an issue anyway.

And once again it's my least favourite time of year, the dreaded back to school. I think with the fucked up structure of university it's even worse than high school or elementary school because you have to be doubly motivated to haul your ass out of bed, into the car, and go to a class where the prof doesn't know your name (unless he's your seminar leader, in which case you're one unlucky fucker) and the people around you probably don't give a shit. You sit through an hour of lecture that may or may not be important, writing endless notes about absolute shit in the vain hope that you'll remember it for the exam. Half the people in the room are either hungover, still drunk, or planning on getting that way, and no one will remember your name or face after you've moved unless they're really interested in you. You're surrounded by thousands of people but unless you live in student housing off campus or in one of the dorms you'll probably only get to know maybe three people the entire time you're in school. Even when the class sizes get smaller it doesn't necessarily mean you're going to make any friends. Sometimes I really wish I was back in high school. But then I remember that high school was for the most part shit tastic and all I'm ever going to remember is the shit I did that wasn't class related and the people I met. Banzai!

So dear sweet Aids is back in Ottawa, HOPEFULLY I'll be heading on up to see her ass in about a month or so, ex-boytoy in tow. Get shit faced in Hull, dance my pretty little ass off, maybe get some action from somewhere. It'd be nice. It'd be nice if I actually got to see people this year outside of class and work as opposed to last year when I had maybe one night off a week. I should do since Monday and Wednesday nights I'm not working and I'll have Thursdays free until Supernatural starts. Ahhhh, Winchester pie....anyway. Lets hope I can keep this shit up. Really, I only see like three people on a regular basis

Alright my lovelies, cheers to another school year. Lets hope it kicks the last one's ass.

Ta.

*insert wittily appropriate lyrics here*

Mood: Been better, could be worse.
Watching: House

So yeah, at the moment for Karen life does indeed suck. For many and various reasons, one being primarily the source of my non-happy at the moment. We, and I'm sure you all know who I mean when I say we, are taking a "break". For an indefinite amount of time. If there's one thing I hate it's indefiniteness....indefinity? Ugh, anyway. They call it a break because it's broken I guess...oh look, Karen made a funny, how terribly clever. Anyway, if anyone happens to read this and realizes that I'm feeling kind of down for the next little while, do me a favor. Don't ask me if I want to talk. I'm done talking. Talking about it won't fix it, it'll just make me feel worse about things. It's done, for the time being or, if shit continues to go this way, permanently. I hope not, and things have been left fairly well off, but shit happens. Oh well, at least we're both perfectly willing to be friends. Besides, any good relationship is based on a good friendship first. Lets hope things work out, and I'm going to just deal with things as they are now. There's no point in getting upset over it.

So, to reiterate, yes, I am sad, no, I don't want to talk about it, no I don't need a fucking hug. So cut that shit out.

Heaven Can Wait We're Only Watching The Stars

Mood: Sleepy McGee
Listening To: Temperance- Forever Young

Woot! So, went to prom last night. Two years too late, but whatever, it was a good time. Except for the fact that I got Tyler lost.....shhhh, keep it on the dl (she said as she posted it in her public access blog....). ANYWAY, we got there late and most AWKWARD SITUATION EVER wound up sitting next to Tyler's ex...and her gay date. HA! Anyway, they moved on somewhere else later so it was all good. Dinner was...alright. Maybe not like thirty bucks alright, but it was alright. Dancing was fun but dammit I am never doing it in three inch heels again, that just sucked. Went to Mickey D's after in our fucking prom outfits, which was amazing, then we drove around for a bit. All in all a pretty good night. Good times spent with awesome people. Not going to complain...except about how damn much my feet hurt.

Someone Has Shit In The Potpourri

Wow, my life is ridonkulous at the moment. I need to stop coming home at 2 in the morning every day, it's slowly killing me.
SO! Updates:

• I may have mild asthma. And I forgot to call for a doctor's appointment. Again. Shit
• Went to BINGO for the first time ever last night. Actually a good time. And it wasn't just the company ;)
• Going to prom. Two years too late, but whatever it's all good. Now what the fuck am I going to wear? *ponders*
• Got the braces off. My teeth are fabulous.
• I am fucking pale, HOLY SHIT. Must tan!
• Broke. Again. Surprised? Don't fucking be.
• COMPOUND WORD: Boyfriend.
  
• Loving the weekly sleeping at Kyle's house. Actually a highlight of my week. Y'all know how I roll, don't even.

THAT IS ALL! Make it so Number One.
That's all.

Boo, You Whore!

Gwarg, my throat hurts. It feels swollen. This isn't cool. My life is complicated. Happy! But complicated.
Stole this from Lauren. w00t.

A- Available: Not so much...it's a little complicated
A - Age: 19
A - Annoyance: My fucking throat
B - Braces: Going in....11 hours.
B - Bar: I've only ever been to Buck's....
B - Birthday?: January 7th
C - Crush: Oh Bea Arthur....
C - Car: Falling apart
C - Cat(s): Two. Evil incarnate.
D - Dead Pets Name: Taffy :(
D - Dads Name: Bob
D - Dog: Golden retriever, Maggie; Terrier mix, Taffy
E - Easiest Person To Talk To: Jesus! No, I dunno....Aidan probably
E - Eggs: No thanks, I'm full
E - Email: I'm sure it's on my profile
F - Favorite Color: Purple is pretty.
F - Food: CHICKEN AND TACOS! WHO WANTS CHICKEN AND TACOS!
F - Fruit: Pear
G - Gummy Bears or Worms: Worms
G - God: Odin
G - Good Time: Anytime I'm hanging with friends. We don't NOT have fun
H - Hair Color: Reddy-brown at the moment
H - Height: 5'4
H - Happy: Pretty damn
I - Ice Cream: Dairy Milk
I - Idol: Billy....GET IT! GET IT! Fuck off
J - Jewelry: Earrings constantly, sometimes fun ones, it all depends
J - Job: Chapters/Empire. My life is good
K - Kids: Not at the moment thanks, I'm full
K - Karate: Not since I was 5
K- Kung Fu: I'm a ninja on the weekends
L - Longest Car Ride: London--> Newcastle...it's a LONG time
L - Longest shower: 20 minutes
L - Love: Family, friends, SUPERNATURAL
M - Milk Flavor: Milk.
M - Mothers Name: Lynda
M - Movie Last Watched: Um.....The History Boys
N - Number of Siblings: Kyle, older
N - Northern or Southern: North for life! Fuck those yankees
N - Name: Karen
O - One Wish: I wouldn't mind a new car
O - One Phobia: Zoooooommmmmmbiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssss!
O - Otter: Delicious!
P - Parents, are they married or divorced: Married
P - Part of your personality you like best: My zany sense of humour
Q - Quick or Slow?: Little bit of column A, little bit of column B. I've got time for both.
R - Reason to smile: ;) He knows. Also, fluffy kitties
R - Reality TV Show: America's Next Top Model...damn you Kyle/Aidan/Brad/Tyler
R - Right or Left: Right
S - Song Last Heard: The Imperial March from Star Wars...fucking Aidan and her hockey
S - Season: of love! Fall's pretty kickass
S - Soda: Dr Pepper
T - Time you woke up: 6AM
T - Time Now: 946 PM
T - Time for bed: Much later
U - Unicorns: There's no such thing?!?!?!
U - U are: uncouth.
V - Vegetable you hate: Peas
V - Vegetable you love: BABY CORN!
V - View on Politics: Stewart/Colbert 2008!
W - Where are you going to travel next: Pick Kyle's ass up from work
W - Watchful: Sweet sweet boy love
X - X-tra special someone: ........Pete. Hehe, hehe...must stop laughing creepily at own inside jokes
Y - Year you were born: 1988
Y - Year it is now: 2007
Y - Yellow: snow. It's not recommended
Z - Zoo Animal: RED PANDA! Is it a bear, is it a marsupial, PICK A SPECIES!
Z - Zodiac: Capricorn

I Loves Me Some Pie

Grurgh...it is so a sound effect.
So, even though the bronchitis meds are well and truly done, I still have a cough. And it is a most unfortunate one because it sounds like I'm clearing my throat at you even though I am definitely not. So if perchance I'm standing behind you and you think I'm clearing my throat at you, I'm actually coughing. Unless you're being a douche, then it's definitely an angry throat clearing.
AUSSI, I ordered Runaways 4 weeks ago. Where is it? Not at my fucking house that's for damn sure! *irrational anger because clearly she's already read it*
In autre news, it took us until 1240 to close tonight! ARRRGH! *stabs certain concession workers who totally don't know who they are but definitely deserve it right in the eye*.....*but totally not the OTHER concession worker who actually did his jobs. well done. pat on the back* I hate new kids...I wish I was dead...or sleeping.
SPEAKING OF SLEEPING, I was kept up until 130 yesterday morning by the most delightful little movie. Maybe you've heard of it, maybe you haven't, The History Boys? Based on the ridiculously popular play and starring THE SAME GUYS from the play in the actual film itself (which really REALLY enhances the experience lemme tell you) it basically centers around a group of 8 boys in England who are ridiculously smart (like, frighteningly) and who all have a chance at Oxbridge (ie. Oxford or Cambridge University) and ridiculous amounts of glory. It's actually amazingly put together and made me seriously consider (until I found out how much it costs) going to a university in England. Because they're education system? Way better than ours. Like, leaps and bounds better. We make the Americans look like shit (sometimes), but damn, the British have us beat into a tasty maple flavoured pulp. Even if there is inappropriate fondling. But mmmm, British boys. ...ANYWAY, give it a go, it's worth the effort.
Also, extremely excited for HP7 release night. "Deatheater #75" is a go, repeat, "Deatheater #75 a.k.a. Cannon Fodder" is a go. Now I just need a corset. And a skirt. And a cloak. And a temporary Dark Mark tattoo....oh dear.
Supernatural is over for the next four months.... *le sigh* Oh Dean, what will I do without you? Other than get repetitive stress problems in my hand....wow, you didn't need to know that. Oh well, it's already been typed, too late to go back now.
Auf wedershen pets....no, I can't type in German. Neither can you. Shut up about it.

Grrrr, Arrrgh

I have bronchitis.
It sucks.
Phlegm=dirty.
Dawn of the Dead, however, remains entertaining. As does David Wellington's "Monster" series.
Oh Richard Cheese, you saucy bastard.
I have a compelling need to watch Moulin Rouge.

I First Came To Chicago On The Trail Of The Killers Of My Father...

I AM DONE EXAMS MOTHERFUCKER! YEAH THAT'S RIGHT! WHAT!
And to celebrate I'm watching Due South, putting myself in debt by buying far too many books, and doing this quiz.
Body: How much have you changed?

10 Years ago.......................

1.) How old were you: Nine!
2.) Where did you go to school: Sheridan Park Public School
4.) Where did you live: In a townhouse directly behind Kyle.
5.) Where did you hang out: The park next to my house, Kyle's basement.
6.) Did you wear glasses: Nope, but I really wanted to.
7.) Who were your best friend(s): Um....Kyle. Wow, sad.
8.) Who was your regular-person crush: Nobody, boys are stupid.
9.) How many tattoos did you have: Only temporary ones.
10.) How many piercings did you have: One set of holes in my ears.
11.) What car did you drive: The Magic School Bus.
12.) Had you been to a real party: BIRTHDAY PARTIES!
13.) Had your heart broken: I was kinda pissed when Sailor Moon went off the air
14.) Single/Taken/Married/Divorced/Bitter: Single and freee!

Five years ago.......................

1.) How old were you: 14
2.) Where did you go to school: Lakeport Secondary School
3.) Where did you work: Not until a year later
4.) Where did you live: At the townhouse, then in our spiffy new house behind Meadowvale.
5.) Where did you hang out: My basement, Breanne's basement, Kyle's basement.
6) Did you wear glasses? Nope. Still watned to though.
7.) Who was your best friend(s): Breanne, Erika, Kyle...
8.) Who was your crush: Ummm my real person crush? I don't even remember. My non "real" person crush...totally Vin Diesel...sweet, sweet *drools*
9.) How many tattoos did you have?: Still only temporary
10.) How many piercings did you have: Two in each ear
11.) What car did you drive: The car that Erika used to continuously kill Breanne's stuffed dinosaur. Fake, of course
12.) Had you been to a real party: Not yettttt
13.) Had your heart broken?: Nopers
14.) Single/Taken/Married/Divorced/Bitter: Single, not yet bitter

Present Day.......................

1.) How old are you: 19
2.) Where do you go to school: Brock University
3.) Where do you work: Chapters/Empire
4.) Where do you live: Same house behind Meadowvale, even more spiffy now that it doesn't look like 1975.
5.) Where do you hang out: Kyle's, Brad's, Aidan's, occasionally Breanne's, my room
6.) Do you wear glasses: Still nope.
7.) Who is your best friend(s): Kyle, Brad, Aidan, Breanne!
8.) Who is your regular-person crush: Urgh, shut up.
9.) How many tattoos do you have: One, soon (very soon) to be two
10.) How many piercings do you have: Six!
11.) What car do you drive: My oh-my-God-please-don't-blow-up-I-love-you-baby car. It's a Dodge.
12.) Have you been to a real party: Once or twice. OR, you know, The Pepper
13.) Had your heart broken: Yarr
14.) Single/Taken/Married/Divorced/Bitter: BITTER. What, no, what what, no.

And I Don't Know What To Do To Get Next To You

STATUS UPDATE!
1) DRIVE is a fantastic new show (that I've only seen 2/6 episodes of, but whatever, a girls gotta work sometime) starring the every lovely Cap'n Tightpants aka Nathan Fillion.
2) I survived my Spanish exam! GO MEEEE! Now lets hope I pass...
3) I have officially baked more cupcakes in the past two days than I have in my entire life. You pricks at work (movies, sorry Chapters people) better appreciate this. Even though I'm only doing it out of the goodness of my heart. And you know, cupcakes.
4) I <3 Buckcherry. Like a lot. Good times.

Thank You For Calling Ritual Sacrifice. For Goats, Press One, Or Say Goats!

Wow, I stole this from my cousin. Go me.
Level 1
( ) I had an asthma attack
( ) Smoked A Cigarette
( ) Smoked A Cigar
( ) Smoked Weed
() Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex
(x) Drank Alcohol
( ) Been In Love
( ) Been Dumped
( ) Been Fired
( ) Been In A Fist Fight
() Snuck Out Of A Parent's House
Total so far: 1

Level 2
(x) Had Feelings For Someone Who Didn't Have Them Back
() Been Arrested/Seen Someone You Know Get Arrested
( ) Made Out With A Stranger
( ) Gone Out On A Blind Date
(x) Had A Crush On An Older Person
(x) Skipped School/class
( ) Slept With A Co-worker
(x) Seen Someone / Something Die
Total so far: 5

Level 3
(x) Been On A Plane
() Thrown Up From Drinking
(X) Eaten Sushi
( ) Been Snowboarding
(x) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Myspace
(x ) Been Mosh Pitting
(x) Taken Pain Killers
(x) Love(d)or Lust(d) Someone Who You Couldn't Have
() Been in a bad relationship
Total so far: 11

Level 4
(x) Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By
(x) Made A Snow Angel
(X) Had A Tea Party
(x) Flown A Kite
(x) Built A Sand Castle
(x) Gone Puddle Jumping
(x) Played Dress Up
(x) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves
(x) Gone Sledding
(x) Cheated While Playing A Game
Total so far: 21

Level 5
(x) Been Lonely
(x) Fallen Asleep At Work / School
( ) Used A Fake / Someone Else's ID
(x) Watched the Sun Set / Sun Rise
(X ) Felt An Earthquake
( ) Kissed A Snake
(x) Been Tickled
( ) Been Robbed / Vandalized
( )Robbed Someone
(x) Been Misunderstood
Total so far: 27

Level 6
(X) Pet A Deer
(x) Won A Contest
() Been Suspended
(x) Had Detention
(x) Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident
(x) Had / Have Braces
(x) Eaten a whole thing of ice cream in one night
(x) Had deja vu
(x) Danced in the moonlight
(x) Hated The Way You Look
Total so far: 36

Level 7
() Witnessed A Crime
(x) Questioned Your Heart
(x) Been obsessed with post-it-notes
(x) Squished Barefoot Through The Mud
(x) Been Lost...
( ) Been To The Opposite Side Of The World
(x) Swam In The Ocean
(x) Felt Like You Were Dying
(x) Cried Yourself To Sleep
Total so far: 43

Level 8
(x) Played Cops And Robbers
(x) Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers
(x) Sang Karaoke
(x) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't
(x) Made Prank Phone Calls
(x) Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose
() Kissed In The Rain
(x) Written A Letter To Santa Clause
() Been Kissed Under A Mistletoe
Total so far: 50

Level 9
(x) Watched The Sun Set With Someone You Care / Cared About
(x) Blown Bubbles
(x) Made A Bonfire On The Beach
() Crashed A Party
( ) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People
(x) Gone Rollerskating / Blading
(x) Had A Wish Come True
( ) Been Humped By A Monkey
()Worn Real Pearls
( ) Jumped Off A Bridge fell/ pushed
Total so far: 55

Level 10
(x) Screamed "Penis" In Class
( ) Swam With Dolphins
(x) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole / Freezer/Ice Cube
() Kissed A Fish
(x) Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes..
(x) Sat On A Roof Top
(x) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs
(x) Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel
(x) Talked on the phone for more than 6 hours
(x) Stayed Up All Night
Total so far: 63

Level 11
(x) Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree
(x) Climbed A Tree
(x) Had / Been In A Tree House
(x) Have been/Are scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone
() Seen a Ghost
(x) Have/Had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes or Flip Flops
(x) Gone streaking
(x ) Been to/Visited Someone At Jail
(x) Played Chicken
(x) Been Pushed Into A Pool/the Sea/the Lake With All Your Clothes On
Total so far: 72

Level 12
(x) Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger
() Broken A Bone
(x) Been Easily Amused
() Caught A Fish
(x) Caught A Butterfly
(x) Laughed So Hard You Cried
(x) Cried So Hard You Laughed
(x) Mooned / Flashed Someone
(x) Had someone Moon / Flash at You
Total so far: 79

Level 13
(x) Cheated On A Test
(x) Forgotten Someone's Name
(x) Slept Naked
() French braided someones hair
() Gone Skinny Dippin In Open Water
() Been Kicked Out Of Your House
(x) Rode A Roller Coaster
() Went Scuba-Diving / Snorkeling
(x) Had A Cavity
Total so far: 84

Level 14
(x) Been Used
(x) Fell Up The Stairs
( ) Licked A Cat
(x) Bitten Someone
(x) Licked Someone
( ) Been shot at with a real gun
( )Had sex in a field/garden
() Flattened someone’s tires
(x) Drove in a car until the gas light came on
(x) Got five bucks or less and bought something.
GRAND TOTAL: 90

Holy shit, I need to work on this. Maybe not the gun thing though. And is it sad that the only stranger that told me I'm beautiful was a crazy homeless guy? Probably. BUT IT STILL COUNTS!

School's....Out....For....Spring!.../Summer

WOOO! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!
I survived first year bitches, I am awesome! Only have exams left and then we are in the clear my lovelies. Fuck my shitty English marks, and stupid fucking Spanish, I'm FREEEEEEEEEEEEE! YES! *does a little dance* Oh man, I am so happy right now you have no idea. Freedom commences in....6.5 hours. I'll be doing a countdown all fucking day today. If anyone sees my ass grinning like a fool at work, you'll all know why. YES!

Peace.

And After My Red Friend, You'll Never See Me Again

GRINDHOUSE! GRINDHOUSE! Spoilery review to follow....wait for it...wait for it....GO!


Okay, these movies played back to back were fucking awesome, packed full of "missing reels", grainy footage and fake trailers. I WANT MACHETE TO BE A REAL MOVIE! And Werewolf Women of the SS.
Planet Terror
Okay, Robert Rodriguez, you officially OWN the fucked up B-horror movie category. Holy shit.
Okay, first of all, if I ever see anyone with a pulsating facial lesion I am getting the FUCK out of there. Also, never trust a member of the Black Eyed Peas to save the world, they're only going to die amusingly. Machine gun leg= Jesus. I want one, now. Please amputate me at your earliest possible convenience. I spent a solid portion of this movie vomiting in my mouth, which was very appropriate. All in all, a good fucking time.

Death Proof
So, not going to lie, I was very fucking bored for a solid portion of this movie. There's a lot of shit that happens that just has no purpose. Which, you know, a staple of a Tarantino movie but usually that only lasts for maybe five minutes. Not fourty-five. BUT, when shit did happen, it was totally worth it. Tracie Thoms= the female Samuel L Jackson. Mothafucka. The last twenty minutes of this movie was nuts. And Kurt Russell got EVERYTHING he deserved. And more :D.

All in all, a good time.
Oh, and Blades of Glory is pretty alright too.
Plus, I looked pretty damn hot last night, NOT going to lie. Way to miss out on it, people I don't work with. Way to miss out.

I'm Just A Sweet Transvestite...Not Really, No

THREE THINGS!
1) Rocky Horror Live= awesome. Even with the random tongue in my ear...I'm sorry, I'm not at liberty to discuss...
2) I HAVE A SORE THROAT! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT! *angry ranting*
3) New iPod= sex. Sweet, sweet mechanical sex.

I'm going to take some nighttime cold medication and read Ultimate X-men.
Peace out crackas.

The Hicks Are Coming, THE HICKS ARE COMING!

So, not going to lie, Hills Have Eyes 2? A little disappointing. Also, a little gross. The first two minutes were pretty fucking disturbing, not gonna lie. Never want to see that again. Ever.
Also, Devour? Weird. Fucking WEIRD. But hotness, but WEIRD. Good lord.

The Jig Is Up The News Is Out They Finally Found Me

YES! Styx baby, Styx.
So in other news I've given up. Not, you know, on life or school entirely, just in general. Mostly Spanish, Spanish is pretty much done. And it's nothing personal, really, towards my Spanish teacher it's just that...I don't care. Really, I don't care. Not about Spanish, and actually not so much about my English class at the moment. And really, the only reason I go to science is frankly because there are people there I know and I get 100% on things without actually trying. *score!*
Psych is probably the only class I care about now, but I don't want to switch majors or take the stats class so I can minor in it. Wow, I'm lazy. SHEER LAZINESS folks. I'm sure I'll be all perky and excited next year, but for now I'm just going to sit here and watch Heroes (ooooo, it's kind of exciting even though I'm definitely only getting into it now) and think about the summer when maybe JUST MAYBE I'll get a little something going on.

Toodles duckies.

Tonight We Dine In Hell

HAHAHHAHHAHAHAHA!
Finally got around to seeing 300, and since it seems to be a theme on people's blogs, here' s my review of the moooovie.

THE GOOD

• Visuals- It's been a long time since I've seen a movie so visually stunning. Kudos boys.
• The abs- 'Nuff said.
• The fight scenes- Damn those Spartans were smart. Phalanx maneuvers kick ass!
  

THE BAD

• Xerxes- Why is he a giant? And a pussy? He's XERXES for God's sake.
• The Plot- Not really as true to the graphic novel OR to the facts as it could be, but I kind of lost it after twenty solid minutes of fight scenes. That political plot kind of got lost in a wash of blood and headkicking.
  
• The Sexism- Come on kids, she's a Spartan queen. Do you really think she wouldn't see that bastard's betrayal coming? DO YOU HONESTLY THINK SHE WOULD JUST TURN AROUND AND TAKE IT!? Fuck that shit.

THE UGLY

• Sex tent. That's all I'm going to say. Dude, wrongness.

I still recommend seeing it, at least so you can form your own opinion. And because of the pretty pretty abs.

Sweet Molly Malone

HAHA!
HAPPY ST. PATTYs YOU FUCKS!
Fuckin-A kids.
Gots me a new router, life is glorious. Watching The Depahted (South Boston, baby).

Fucking High School

Okay, so hopefully any random idiot who might be reading my blog remembers highschool. Remember? And remember all of your teachers telling you from Grade 11 onward that they had to prepare you for university because it's all kinds of crazy and they mark hard and yada yada yada? Yeah, well being an English major I though my marks in English would kind of be reflected in Uni English. You know, drop fifteen percent and there's my mark. Yeah, no. I GET FUCKING SIXTIES ON ESSAYS BECAUSE NO ONE EVER TAUGHT ME HOW TO PROVE MY POINT. I just made it, and there it was. Now I have to use proof and then justify why it's important. I CAN JUSTIFY IT! Just only for myself. ARGH!
Also, read the new Authority the other day and WHAT. THE. FUCK. Uncle Apollo?! UNCLE FUCKING APOLLO! Bitch get your little ten/fourteen/whateverthefuck year old ass back in time and remind yourself that that man IS YOUR DADDY! And why the hell is Mindy a dictator?! I thought that was Jack's fucking job. Fucking turtleneck wearing bastard. Is it sad that I miss the Revolutions arc? Even though, you know, there was that horrible horrible break-up? My god, I need to just keep reading Fables... and Cable/Deadpool (look, the slash is there already <3) ...and my last trade of Preacher, whenever ChaptersOnline fucking sends it. *le sigh*
On a side note, we're talking about The Secret in my fucking psych class. WHY!?!?!?!? IT'S A LOAD OF BULLSHIT! ARGFGGH+GHAOIHGOAHG.*angry letter typing*

Go see Zodiac, it was fucking awesome. Mmm, Jakey.

Where The Fuck Is Your Chin!

Hehe, oh Preacher.
Anyway, I know I'm a bit late for Black history month, and I'm damn near the whitest person ever, but we're talking about the Harlem Renaissance in my English class so I feel justified. But see, that's just the problem. For some sick reason, I feel a little wonky when talking about Black history. Not because I'm racist (well I'm a little racist, but not so much against black people...anyway, I admit it) but because it seems like it's something that's sacred to them, you know? Like I wouldn't go to a Dia de los Muertos ceremony and pretend that I knew what was going on. It's a major turning point in their culture that should be recognized and memorialized and remembered (much like the Stonewall Riots WOOT! Stonewall queens). And I feel like I shouldn't be involved in it. But that's absolutely retarded because I'm as much a part of the problem as I am of the solution and dammit if it wasn't people like my ancestors who were up with slavery. Shit.
ANYHOW, that's my rant of the day. Harriet Tubman 4 Prez...even though she's dead. Mmhmm.

Here's a little Billie Holiday to get you in the mood.

Strange Fruit by Billie Holiday

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Dirty Dirty Winchester Love

Okay, so I'm watching Supernatural and rekindling my love of the Winchester boys *mmmm Ackles/Padalecki* when I decide to see if Season 2 is soon to be released on DVD. And lo and behold, THERE IS A DATE!...For the UK. THE UK. Now I love the UK, and God save the Queen and mother country and all that, but DAMMIT I WANT MY SEASON 2 OF SUPERNATURAL BEFORE THOSE LIMEY FUCKS! I WANT IT!.....Temper tantrum...subsiding. And Bones Season 2, that'd be nice as well. New Conquests: Deadwood, House. They will be mine soon enough!




P.S.: I am English. I can call my people limeys whenever I want. Dirty buggers.

I Don't Feel Like Dancing

Why? Because I've discovered (well, not really, people knew about it well before I did, but regardless) the height of laziness. DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION FOR YOUR COMPUTER. WHAT IS THE POINT! Yes I downloaded it and I'm kind of addicted to it, but dammit! The whole purpose of Dance Dance Revolution is to stand up and move your legs while you do it and, I don't know, get some exercise. ALL I'M EXERCISING IS MY RIGHT HAND! My first three fingers are going to be goliaths by the time I'm done with this bitch. Pinky, not so much.
Also, I'm now addicted to Preacher. When something invades your dreams, you have a problem and should maybe put down the comic and back away. The last time that happened was with The Authority. Not so much Fables/Sandman, which was sad because really, two very awesome series. X-men is going to happen regardless....God I'm a nerd. HUZZAH!

Welcome to the 21st Century

Sweet baby Jesus, I've finally given in.
I was resistant, I swear I was. I refused to get Facebook, I didn't have a blog, I only used myspace (which everyone and their mother has! REALLY!). And here I am now. LOOK AT ME! I'm a horrible child of the glorious revolution. And I sound more and more like a Communist every single day. Geez, a girl makes herself a Lenin t-shirt and it's right down the shitter from there.
SO! Lets learn some exciting things about Karen.
1) My name is Karen. Not Karebear. If you call me Karebear I will hurt you in a thousand unpleasant ways. Same with K-Fed. Bastards.
2) I am a geek. Yes, it's true, I don't deny it. I have a little anuerysm (sp? ah, fuck it) every time someone quotes Star Wars/Star Trek. I don't remember the last time I ordered a book from online that wasn't a graphic novel/manga.
3) I'm anal retentive when it comes to quoting things. DON'T QUOTE IT IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE IT CAME FROM! Except for those fabulous general quotes that everyone and their mother uses and whose origins are known only to the very bored and very scholarly.
4) I'm a first year English and Contemporary Culture major at Brock. Yes, if you can walk and talk you can get into Brock, but damn do I save a lot on gas.
5) I work in a bookstore and a movie theatre. It's culturepalooza baby
6) Joss Whedon is my God. With a capital G.
7) I've been a fag hag since grade two and I don't give a fuck who knows it.
8) I've stopped watching tv shows when they're on tv. Now they exist for me only in DVD form. I miss my Monday/Tuesday night must see TV.
9) Don't ask me about favourite movies, books, and music you'll never get a straight answer from me.
10) The Midnighter is awesome, even if he did leave his husband and adopted superpowered daughter to go and kick in skulls in Afghanistan/Nazi Germany (don't ask it's a long story and I'll just make you read about a thousand and one Authority/Stormwatch/Kev trades anyway.)
11) I am both smart and hideously stupid at the same time. HUZZAH!
12) I'm too Irish for my own good even though I'm only 1/2.
13) I'm going to put myself into a frightening amount of debt by the time I'm out of school and then continuing on after that. World traveller baby!

That's really all you need to know about me for now.