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02 August 2012 @ 07:44 pm
Hey y'all. This is my personal journal, which is mostly friends-locked.

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Go forth and read!
05 April 2009 @ 02:16 pm
Well, my little sis finally caved and got a blog. I would take the credit, except I still owe her for years of tirelessly playing LP with me (that and I haven't updated for an odd number of months.) Anyway, she did a "25 Things about Me" list to kick off and I felt it was only fair to respond in kind. Being rather more verbose (and perhaps a tad more eccentric) than most people, however, I responded with "Thirty-Six Things about Me." Why 36? Because it's a multiple of 12, punk.

In other news, I am still awaiting the arrival of my costume for the Star Trek premiere. It now appears I will be attending twice in one day, with a three-hour drive in between, so I'll need to run some practice drills once it arrives. You know, for science's sake. Captain to crew, we need you suited up, wig on, phasers ready in five minutes or less! Exams, you say? What are those?
Current Location: Ealdor
Current Music: Drip drip drop little April showers
14 February 2008 @ 07:36 pm
Life is better than fiction sometimes -- so, so much better. This day has been nothing but one endless geekfest after another, starting with my Star Trek class where we did projections for the future in ten, a hundred, a thousand, and a million years. We each did the assignment before class and then cobbled together through spirited, pedantic debate a mutual timeline. I think we managed to cite nearly every famous work of literature in the genre, from the Time Machine to By the Waters of Babylon to 1984 to the Matrix to Foundation to 2001 to Ender's Game. It was awesome, seeing who could most subtly cite a work so that people would take a few moments to realize the connection. "Then, we will be succeeded by giant crabs . . ." Geek laughter -- none more inspiring. Here's my projection for a thousand years, for anyone who's interested. I later added terraforming Mars and increased speed of transportation rather than simple space issues leading to the death of the nation-state, but we had a page limit so I couldn't cram more on.

The geekfest continued later as, feeling more nostalgia in the absence of fanfiction, I looked up King's Quest online and I discovered a fan-made text-only version of KQ V. I can hardly believe the amount of effort that must have gone into this. It's incredible -- ridiculously fun -- and the terrible part is I can still picture all the graphics perfectly in my mind. Oh, my impressionable young childhood --  how kind you have been to me. The game is even possibly better with the absence of Cedric's voice. Oh, that whiny bird.

And the coolest thing to top them all, instantaneous freezing in Grand Central station. Apparently, the group is called Improv Everywhere. I want to start my own chapter. Who's with me?!

. . . well, I'm a show by myself anyway. Kampai!
Current Mood: quixoticgoofy
15 November 2007 @ 01:19 pm
I just came from an International Education Week seminar on manga and anime called "Cute Girls, Beautiful Boys, and Friendly Monsters." It was awesome. The lecturer, Elise Edwards, taught me over a half dozen new words for different themes and motifs in anime, in the process reminding me just why I love anime so much: it loves the same things I love. Miyazaki is the epitome of mono no aware, or nostalgia and the appreciation for the ephemeral. To make the hour even better, A.S.I.A. attended so about half the audience was international students from Asian countries. This meant that after the presentation was over, we all sat around and exchanged favorite titles for about ten or fifteen minutes regardless of whether they were subtitled in English or not. I have so many series I need to look up now. Eee!

And yet, my greatest elation from the whole event comes from hearing Elise, a professor who studied in Japan, pronounce yaoi "yah-oy." After a few sudden weeks of anxiety over hearing the mindless rabble shout "yow-ee", I feel so vindicated to have been right all along. Take that, no formal Japanese learning!

Ooo! Speaking of which, my anatomy professor showed us these awesome videos in class yesterday. Some days, I swear, he just decides we need a breather. Such an amazingly cool guy. I, however, nearly went mad trying to figure out what the heck the people were saying. I could read the pitagora suicchi and I've listened to Japanese enough that my mind synthesized "switch" for suicchi. I could not for the life of me, however, figure out what pitagora could be. I ended up looking up the videos during my work break at the library (after I sprinted across campus turning in my two time roll sheets. I really need to get better at getting those signed.) Apparently, pitagora is how Japanese romanizes Pythagoras, making pitagora suicchi, "Pythagoras switch." I've no idea what a "Pythagoras switch" could be and offhand, I'd guess the creators have no idea either, but it certainly made searching much easier and I found more interesting videos. For whatever reason, I love the ninja dance best. Only in Japan . . .

Man, between this and listening to all my anime music on my iPod this morning, I think I might pass out from sheer over-geekery at Star Trek tonight. Lydia, bless your heart. I can't wait!   
Current Mood: ecstaticecstatic
Current Music: pitagora suicchi!
07 November 2007 @ 09:32 pm
So tonight Lydia was singing something vaguely Hebrew and it stirred a memory in my mind. There was this one little song I composed either my sophomore or freshman year in high school. I'm fairly sure I was in Pina's class either way. At any rate, it was a cute little song that, like what Lydia was singing, sounded vaguely Hebrew and always reminded me of a music box for whatever reason. I'd written it out of a need to vent some frustration with class and a somewhat overdeveloped obsession with segassem lanimilbus, which probably places it at freshman year. Anyway, I couldn't exactly remember what the lyrics meant anymore -- aside from "death to infidels" -- but I sang it for Lydia who thought it was adorable. Kind of curious myself, I sat down, hummed, and transposed the syllables until I could make sense of what I was singing. It took me a few minutes, but eventually I came up with:

Syaw lufniap deirav ni sledifni ot noos emoc h'tead yam ho!
Evarg wen a flesym d'nif i erofeb meht ot emoc it yam ho!

Or for those of you less experienced with segassem lanimilbus,

Oh, may death come soon to infidels in varied painful ways!
Oh, may it come to them before I find myself a new grave!

. . . Logically speaking, I'm not sure why the dead want more company in their turf, but perhaps they failed to make plans for a grave-turner. Well, I'm way ahead of that game. Amateurs.
Current Mood: bouncybouncy
Current Music: "The fourth is its fondness for bathing machines"
09 February 2007 @ 11:49 am
So, I'm feeling extra geeky because I finally managed to identify the man in the second row down, first box in the eighteenth Conan opening as Toyama, Kazuha's father. This is a major accomplishment because out of the 41 total I have so far correctly identified, he is possibly the most obscure, appearing a total of about two times in the entire series thus far and never garnering more than a couple panels. He hasn't even been given a first name yet. Now if only I could figure out who the heck the girl/guy in the third row, fourth box is, I would have all 42 characters completely identified, all important! Heh. Have I mentioned how much I love Conan? Important characters never stop appearing even after 47 volumes, though why they put six obscure characters in the opening rather than any of the Black Org, I'll never know. Gin and Vodka deserve Brady Bunch love too. Or would that be Brandy Bunch? ^_^;

Also, I have discovered this video of guys break-dancing to what I have just learned is officially known as the "Detective Conan" song. If I ever get a cell phone, I so want this music as my ring tone.
Current Mood: geekygeeky
Current Music: 100 Mono Tobira
08 February 2007 @ 11:13 am
I had forgotten just how great it is -- the feeling of acing a test that isn't ridiculously easy. I took my first test in Cultural Geography today, which required a healthy amount of map work regarding Europe and Russia and knowing a great deal about the evolution of the European Union, and for the first time since I came to college, I really feel like I nailed the exam. The best part was that all my ninth grade memory tricks came flooding back to me without even my thinking about them -- the crocodile zig-zagging (Zagreb, Croatia), the walrus flopping around with a mink biting its tail (Minsk, Belarus), the salad in a hammock (Bucharest, Romania), the locusts destroying crops (Budapest, Hungary), the stone griffin (Talinn, Estonia) and the Swiss Miss with her braids on fire (Bern, Switzerland.) I zipped through the map work like a Japanese bullet train. The best part was being able to remember the exact years when all of the countries joined the European Union, as well as the exact reasons and locations for all the capitals. As I've noted often, "You can't out-compromise Belgium!" (Not to be confused with the statement "This campus has worse drainage than Bangladesh!" or "There is no such thing as an unimportant Post-it note!" Though I've noticed I do tend to write an inordinate number of things down . . .)
Current Mood: complacentSatisfied
Current Music: A machoistic way of showing appreciation
05 February 2007 @ 11:14 pm
As anyone who's read my essay earlier this year knows, I've never taken the time to truly understand my Lithuanian heritage. It never seemed relevant. Tonight, however, I was researching how and why the Soviet Union fell in 1991, and I came across the most magical historical event: The Singing Revolution and its sister, the Baltic Way. This is a piece of Lithuanian history that has never once made the textbooks over here, despite the startling resemblance to a Baltic Tienanmin Square. I was further impressed by the presence of a Lithuanian Robin Hood in the form of Tadas Blinda and a shared heritage with Jerry Siegal, creator of Superman; but always my mind wandered back to that simple, stark revolution.  Linking arms and singing in the face of tanks, standing together to create a human chain over 600 kilometers long across the Baltics -- it's the most beautiful form of nonviolent protest I can imagine. I am suddenly so very proud to be Lithuanian . . .
Current Mood: touchedtouched
Current Music: Tautiška giesmė
26 January 2007 @ 11:44 pm
Just the result of thinking and talking about how different people are and how some develop such old shells . . .

"Alright. The two types of people I'm describing, which I'll call the one and the wonderer, can be analogized to a fish and a jellyfish.

A fish is a very solid creature, with a beautiful set of scales that help it survive harsh environments. It looks distinctly different from a jellyfish. When it wishes to move somewhere, it simply flaps its convenient fins. Though it weaves, it has a very linear and direct method of movement.

In contrast, a jellyfish is very malleable. Despite its fragile appearance, it can survive in ocean depths of great temperature. To move, it must expand and condense itself frequently, though there may be tentacles to help along the way. However, the jellyfish sees the value in simply drifting as well, and is not often hurried.

Which species came first and which will remain after?"

In other news, I met a friend of Colin's today here at Butler. Her name's Lauren, and she lives on the floor below me. I think I shall have to endeavor to know her better. She seems so kind . . .
Current Mood: pensivepensive
Current Music: Win dain a lotica
24 January 2007 @ 08:06 pm
Hmm. Thus far, this week has mainly been a week of annoyances and inexplicable lack of sleep.

Of course, I'll be the first to admit that most of this is my own doing. Take today, for example. I'm not sure where I got the crazy idea -- I think I ate almost nothing but bread one day or something -- but I decided to try to not eat any carbohydrates for one day -- just fruits and vegetables, in fact. Heh heh. I spent biology class trying to reason out what purpose vegetables serve in a diet,  all the while being agonizingly hungry. I came up with vitamins and fiber, because unlike fruit they don't really break down into simple sugars. I was pathetically grateful when Professor Joe called class off early because he couldn't concentrate through his cold medicine. I then ate around five pieces of bread for supper.

Before that, however, we did fitness assessment tests in PE, which included push-ups. Now, push-ups aren't really a problem for me. However, the chart for women was scaled for girl push-ups, not regular, and as I discovered when I attempted to do one, a girl push-up requires that I rest my weight on my knee in exactly the area I have a lovely black bruise covering, a memento from my pole jumping into a snowbank at Rose. (It was so worth it. ^_^ ) Needless to say, I had to defer there.

But before that, there were the computer problems in which I tried to get my computer to type hiragana and failed and in the process somehow caused my Word program to think it was not fully installed and it therefore tried to reinstall itself every time I started the program. Which was very annoying.

So mostly, these past few days, I've been watching old videos to relieve some of the constant stress, bringing back such old favorites as There She Is, Blonde, and The Smiley Intervention. Of course, the last also demands The Scottish and the Mexicans.

Other than that, and my realization in Spanish class that I heard no difference between the Spanish fiebre and the French fièvre -- which means I've really been watching Conan too much -- it's been a long, tiring week.
Current Mood: tiredtired
Current Music: There she is!