CatchingLaughter's Xanga

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Tue, 25 Apr 2006 08:53:13 GMT

Oook. I think I've read too much.

I just had a very physically violent reaction against something I read, completely uncontrollably. I feel sick to my stomach still, and while I was reading, I finally reached a point where I had convulsions. I just kicked at my wall. I was (and am) that incensed by what I was reading.

Oh dear. I think I need fresh air.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Tue, 25 Apr 2006 06:37:24 GMT

I have commitment issues - commitment to books, that is. It's really hard for me to pick just one book and stick with it if I don't devote a day or two solely to reading that book.

That's not to say that I don't finish books I start. I'd say I finish about 75% or more of the books I really get into (here "really get into" is defined as roughly a quarter of the book). I just have a hard time only reading that one book, or even just that one book plus the books I'm required to read for class.

Like right now, for example. The books on my list to read and/or contemplate (school books requiring contemplation in addition to reading) include:
-12th Night
-Ways of Seeing
-5 Paths to the Love of Your Life
-When People are Big and God is Small
-Naked Pictures of Famous People
-I Suffer Not A Woman (A closer look at 1st Timothy)
-The Bible (Listed last, but certainly not the least, for clarification.)

It's not that I'm not interested in any of the books either. The problem is that I'm really quite devoted to all of them, so I can't justify spending all of my time one just one of them.
The other problem is that I don't want to do anything else, other than read. I also have a whole stack of books lined up waiting to be added to the pile.

Mmmmm bibliophilia.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Mon, 12 Sep 2005 16:55:12 GMT

California Gov. Schwarzenegger's office is accepting calls from anywhere regarding their marriage equality bill. It passed both houses of their legislature, but needs the Governor's approval. It's all automated, so you don't have to talk to anyone.

Follow these directions:
1. Call the Governor: 916-445-2841 (This number is listed at www.governor.ca.gov)
2. Push: 2 (voice your opinion on legislation)you don't actually have to voice your opinion, this is just what the automated recording says)
3. Push: 1 (gender-neutral marriage bill - Senate Bill 849)
4. And push: 1 to support marriage equality

Pass it on.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Sun, 04 Sep 2005 04:16:57 GMT

I used to have long hair. Today I thought I'd get a trim. Trims are nice.

When my mom saw it, I asked my usual question, the one I ask every time I get a hair cut. I have strange perceptions about my hair and have this odd tendency to get emotionally attached to every inch.

So I asked my mom if it was still long, right? She always says yes. It's always still long.

She paused. "I think I'd describe it as medium length."

This is not sitting well with me.

Friday, August 05, 2005

Fri, 05 Aug 2005 01:02:52 GMT

I'm still binging on Jane Austen. I feel I owe the world an explanation.

See, I ran out of reading material, and my Stanford Summer Reading List doesn't arrive for another week and a half, so I asked my mom for a good book, and she handed me the Kite Runner.

Apparently it is a really good book, and the first sixty pages or so were really good. And then there was a rape scene that forced me to abandon the book and go into a frantic search for the lightest, happiest, fluffiest books I could locate. And hence, we arrive at Jane Austen. Jane Austen is the antithesis of rape. No one even holds hands without an engagement ring, let alone attempt anything else without a wedding.

As an aside, the night before last someone forked my car with 48 Albertson's spoons. I don't care that it was technically "spooned" rather than "forked". Forking is now the general term used to describe the act of filling someone's car or living space with cutlery. I can't for the life of me figure out who did it though. I can't help but think it was a novice given that:
(a) There were only 48, not 350
(b) They were spoons
(c) Anne-Marie was out of town
(d) My sister was out of town and
(e) I don't think Kelsey would do this on her own.
Oh, and I certainly didn't fork my own car.

So who else forks cars in this town?

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Tue, 02 Aug 2005 22:06:48 GMT

"and from the whole she deduced this useful lesson, that to go previously engaged to a ball does not necessarily increase either the dignity or enjoyment of a young lady."

This afternoon I hereby dedicate to the marvel that is Jane Austen. If only all classic literature could be this fluffy.

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Sat, 30 Jul 2005 00:49:27 GMT

This morning I went to the dentist. She informed me that the reason my gums are swollen and bleeding more than usual is because I'm PMSing.

Why does that make sense? And because I'm more pissy than usual do you have to fucking PROD ME WITH A SHARP, POINTY METAL STICK UNTIL I BLEED?

It's been a long day.

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Wed, 27 Jul 2005 00:46:04 GMT

Today I watched Jesus of Montreal with Fiona. I decided that Quebecians are very weird indeed, much like their French counterparts.

Sitting in Hollywood video reading the movie descriptions of French language films is highly entertaining. Those movies are bizarre. "Nazi spy stalks journalist in love with hired killer being pursued by government agent"

Anyway, Jesus of Montreal. It had more biblical parallels than my (similarly titled) short story, and that's saying something. And the parallels were WAY more graphic. It was a pretty good movie though. See it if you're feeling cynically inspired by the beauty of life.

Sunday, July 03, 2005

Sun, 03 Jul 2005 01:16:44 GMT

Deciding not to drink caffeine the first day you have to wake up before 7 am in a long time = very bad idea.

Saturday, July 02, 2005

Sat, 02 Jul 2005 22:00:35 GMT

omg omg omg omg omg omg

That's a link, btw.