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| Wednesday, June 10th, 2009 | | 10:25 am |
Rolling On the Floor, Laughing
Morning, Livejournal! I love waffles. Who doesn’t? They’re like all that’s good in the world of breakfast distilled down to one grid-covered pastry. Frozen waffles, done up with peanut butter and jelly are one of the finest things in this world. In the past year up at Northland, I’ve developed quite a taste for waffles of the homemade variety. It was a rare treat when I was growing up, (Dad was a pancake maker), and having them at least once a week only made it better. So, I decided that for my foray into breakfast foods, I’ll start by this classic. (Also, waffles are about the only thing I haven’t tried. Pancakes I’ve done once or twice with friends, made French toast, and eggs are easy as hell). Additionally, because we had the ingredients, I thought that I’d make blueberry waffles. For my first time. On a waffle iron that hadn’t been used in, most likely, several years.
(PS—I enjoy waffles, travel through time, try and be a hero [mostly], and am a shameless geek. Tell me, flist. Am I secretly Hiro Nakamura | | Tuesday, June 2nd, 2009 | | 11:01 pm |
DUUUUUN! DUN DUN DUN DUN DUNNNN!
For my birthday, the 'big present' was two tickets to the Phantom of the Opera--one for myself and one for whoever I wanted to take along. I went with my good friend ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) bessyboo . Good times were had by all. Phantom was the last of my 'big' shows that I needed to see. That is, the last of the shows that I'm honest to god obsessed with--not just musicals I really like, but things that I lived and breathed for a while. Things like Ragtime, or Wicked, or Les Miserables. So it was both really cool to see it, and a bit odd. What's to look forward to now, in my Broadway world? In short, it was completely awesome. Andrew Lloyd Webber isn't the best composer, I feel, but Phantom is one of his best jobs. Sure, there are some dud parts (I can never, ever understand what anybody is saying in 'Prima Donna'), but for the most part? It's a pretty damn good score. The singing, all around was very good. Orchestration was nice, the sound was good, etc etc. ( In long? )So, in brief: Meg Giry is hot as hell and needs to crossdress more. Raoul is finally likable. The movie can go piss off. Things were shiny shiny shiny. Music was loud loud loud. Andrew Lloyd Webber needs to learn how to do countermelody properly. Watching Christine start to grow from a snivelling weakling to a strong woman was a treat. And the actor who played the Phantom changed how I saw the character for good. | | Sunday, May 31st, 2009 | | 1:22 pm |
Doctor Who
So, now that the internet has (mostly) calmed down about the casting of twenty-six year old Matt Smith as the Eleventh Doctor, here I am to bring everything up to the forefront once more. Of course, there's some new things to chat about, such as the casting of twenty- one year old Karen Gillan as the Doctor's (currently unnamed) Companion. Why do I bring up their ages? Quite honestly, because bloody everybody does it. Yes, Matt Smith is now the youngest actor to play the Doctor, beating Peter Davison by two years. Yes, that surprised me, and I raised a skeptical eyebrow when I first heard the news. However, I got over it quickly--and I'm not going to recite the same "Give them a chance, we haven't seen them perform" spiel that everybody else has done. So, without further ado... ( Illustrated Thoughts on Series Five ) | | Friday, May 29th, 2009 | | 9:29 pm |
Food! Cooking! Wasting your time!
So, one of the things I'm trying to do this summer is polish up my cooking skills. I'm not a bad cook, actually--I've learned a fair amount by just watching and helping my parents, and can make some things reasonably well. Still, this is something you need experience to do, and what better time than summer, eh? So, I've decided to try and post some things up on livejournal to detail this odd little journey I'm taking. It might be a new recipe I'm trying, it might be something I'm making up as I go along. I'll sum up the inspiration, process, and the result, as well as give a general 'yes/no' concerning whether or not the meal is worth it. I very much appreciate feedback And if nothing else, at least I'll actually use my journal. ( Grilled Sausage and Apples ) | | Saturday, May 23rd, 2009 | | 9:45 am |
Clockticks
Well, here we are. After nine months of friends, schoolwork, drama, and even (gasp!) complicated love, I've reached the end of my Freshman year of college. My dad'll be here to pick me up in a couple of hours, so all that's left to do is say goodbye to the last of my friends and wait. It's been a good year. No, actually--it's been a great year. I've grown as a student (actually taking notes and staying organized!), as a friend (actually having a social life!), community member (participating in theatre) and person (somehow). College has down all of the magical, mystical things that everybody said it would. I don't know what I'm going to be up to this summer. I had applied and interviewed for a job, but it didn't pan out--so it looks like I'll be sticking to a lot of volunteer work. I do have a few personal projects dreamed up, though--writing a radio drama or two, working on an epic Doctor Who fanfic, and learning how to cook. Drew's leaving. He's checking out with our local RA right now. I'm having to do the big official thing, once my dad gets here. We'll be bunking again next year. Why try and fix something when it's not broken, eh? I've got to say goodbye to a lot of good people--Pan, Casie, Dan, Rich, Erika, and a few more. It's just...I dunno. A lot of them really helped me get situated and suchlike. It's just damn weird. Last night, I had a dream. I was flying--this in itself is not an uncommon occurrence; I fly a lot during dreams. But this time it was different. I was visiting my old high school, and there were a lot of people I know around in the area--friends, old classmates, church members, etc. I left the building and started to levitate, before I was full-out soaring above the school's grounds, doing loops and spins. Everybody was cheering as I went by, waving if I dipped low to see them. I finally touched down and chatted with a few people, who all gave me compliments about my flight. I grinned, and the dream ended soon after. I find this incredibly appropriate for today. | | Wednesday, April 29th, 2009 | | 8:43 am |
...*blink*
Never before have I had a dream that I was so happy to wake up from. It began innocently enough, I suppose. I was back at an old favorite camp of mine, just running around and relaxing. Before too long, though, it became apparent that I had a final soon that I hadn't studied for. (I don't remember the subject--French, maybe?) Anyway, I had to read two books (one of them a very bad version of Don Quixote) in a day or so. And then it became clear that my sister was on trial in a sort of Roxie-Hart-Chicago-esque thing. I remember that Billy Flynn (played by Richard Gere) was her lawyer, there was some lie about a divorce or somesuch...It was just extraordinarily bizarre. Mom and I went to some small town in the mountains for...some reason, I dunno. I was flying around, wound up talking to Chrstine Daae (Phantom of the Opera), and suchlike--not doing my readings, mind you. Finally, I went up with my mom to the courtroom, to watch my sister's trial. (There were a few random Northland students giving surveys here and there). Around this time, my teeth began to fall out. I eventually had to find a bathroom, and, most of my mouth in my hands, sit while my sister's fate was being decided. And then I remembered that I didn't have my books. | | Thursday, March 26th, 2009 | | 10:38 am |
So, electronics
In the past twenty-four hours, I've realized that electronics really, really hate me. 1--Last night, I somehow managed to fry my mouse (cordless, but there's a plug-in receptor thingy) into a useless wire. Which is a shame, because I had had it for...about a month and a half, or so? 2--About ten minutes ago, I saw that my cell phone had randomly run out of batteries, even though I had just charged. Alright, fair enough 3--When I sat down to make this post, I realized that I was crushing my headphones. Managed to fix them up, though, and they work fine. I actually think that I've started to get over my 'randomly break headphones all the time' phase of my life. I once had a pair that started to die on me six days after I bought them. 4--More of a long-term thing, but my iPod is physically falling apart. The white strip on the top fell off, so now I can't lock it anymore--causing it to play if I bump against something with it in my pocket. The bottom strip, then, is starting to bulge and suchlike. Unrelated: I'm apping for a journal-based panfandom RP as Elphaba Thropp. I'm completely comfortable with my sexuality, why do you ask? | | Monday, February 23rd, 2009 | | 12:12 am |
Re: Oscars
So, I'm glad that Indian Cinema is getting respect other than silly Bollywood stuff (to make way for good Bollywood stuff), but god dammit Oscars. Stop giving WALL-E the shaft. (Also, yup, still wanna sleep with Hugh Jackman). | | Friday, January 23rd, 2009 | | 11:00 pm |
Tonight, tonight...
Tonight was an extraordinarily eventful night in an extremely calm and quiet way. Last Friday was my annual lots-of-stress-small-things-pile-up-oh-g od-oh-gaaaawd night. (For those curious, disappointing math scores, various idiots at mealtime, getting slapped, RP troubles, and Yoga at seven-thirty in the morning in a room without heating when it was almost twenty below). It was a bit stressful, really, and it cumilated in my incredibly rare cry--but after a phone call with a friend of mine (Shoutout to my true love, Lauren), I felt better. The problems weren't solved, but at least things got better. When night came tonight, I was a bit restless. It was an uneventful day as a whole, the most memorable decision being whether or not I wanted to go to Yoga after a rather rotten night's sleep. (I did, and it was fortunatly in a heated room today). I was pretty exhausted after dinner due to no reason whatsoever, and had already decided to not go to Nightsounds (a sorta variety show my friends are in), audition for the one-act (with the added excuse that some of my classes are going to murder me), or a gaming session downstairs (but I don't like the guy hosting it, so whatever). I did wake up a bit, though--hence the restlessness. I had to do something or other, apart from just alternate between Super Mario RPG and Chrono Trigger. I was already a bit dapper (I've taken to wearing vests and tucked-in shirts now and again), so I thought I'd just go the whole nine yards. I took out my awesome frock coat (the Prom attire for you St. Paul-ites) and, as my winter hat clashes with it, dust off (literally) my bowler. I figured that I'd run down to the Ponzio, grab some chocolate or a pastry or something, and head on back and make some cocoa while watching a movie on my laptop or something. So, I got down to the place, and a couple of my friends were there. It was a nice surprise, as I thought they'd headed off to Nightsounds--so I opted to buy hot chocolate down there and tart it up, to spend some time chatting away. We're nestled away in a corner, and there are a couple tables of Hockey-playing jocks nearby. I ignore them, as one of their friends (who wasn't there) singles me out during mealtime to try to raise my blood. For whatever reason, I start to describe to my friends the difference between a dork, a nerd, and a geek. One of the jocks is looking over as I talk, clearly interested, and comes over once I'm finished to hear it from the start. I comply, and another guy comes over and sits down. I jokingly ask if anybody else wants to listen. Cue everybody in earshot huddling around our corner to hear what this weird guy with the coat and hat had to say. I wind up giving a five-ten minute lecture on the social ramifications of geeks, nerds, and dorks--differences, examples, similarities, etc etc. I finish, people applaud, and most everyone goes back to whatever they were doing. Three of the jocks, though, hang out with us, and we start talking. (Brandon, Stevie, and...I forgot the last guy's name). Our conversation covered a variety of topics--life at Northland, our respective hometowns, the Mall of America, TV when we were younger. The best part, though, was that after the initial chit-chat about my lesson, he said that he knew the guy who kept on shouting at me during lunch/dinner and told me not to worry, that he was just a dick to everyone. My opinion of the guy I was talking to (Brandon) grew. The talk cumilated with a tag-team explanation of my voice and various hearing recovery procedures. (My friend, Emily, has a younger brother with much the same situation). After that, the two groups (Brandon and his friends, me and my own) go our separate ways, before I headed back to my dorm. So, tonight I had some rather delicious hot chocolate, gave an improvised speech on a theory of mine, unexpectedly met up with friends, made new friends, and let my preconceived stereotypes crumble the slightest bit. And I was in Nineteenth-century formalwear. It was a damn good night. | | Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 | | 11:07 pm |
In the Moment
The Christmas Eve service at my church always ends with the congregation singing "Silent Night" while lightning candles, and walking out of the sanctuary. It's always incredibly beautiful--not quiet, per se, but just...still, I suppose. This was my first Christmas coming home from college, so after the song there were many hugs to be given, many quick summaries of my first semester. I saw a lot of people who I hadn't seen since Thanksgiving, and even more that I hadn't seen since I left in Mid-August.
We exchanged Secret Santas tonight, as we always do--our family rule is that you can't spend any money on them. In other words, they're handmade--poems, collages, gift certificates for specific meals and services, and whatnot. All of them had things to do with growing up, this year--I wrote a poem about change for my Dad. My dad gave me some humorous (and useful) college lists--why I'm doing well, rules for my dorm, etc. Mom made my sister, Ellen, a small cookbook of her favorite recipes, and Ellen gave Mom a really awesome collage detailing some highlights of the Campain and Election.
In this time of change and confusion about life, direction, and the state of the world, it's nice to just have quiet little moments.
Merry Christmas, everybody.
Rest in Peace, Gordon. Current Music: Greensleeves | | Tuesday, November 4th, 2008 | | 10:13 pm |
| | Thursday, October 23rd, 2008 | | 10:55 pm |
Wait a sec. Waaaait a sec.
So, Northland has a Theatre Group called 'The Fourth Wall.' They're putting on the play that I'm in, etc etc. Earlier tonight, I went down to the Student Center go buy some kind of delicious snack. There's a huge (like, takes-up-an-entire-wall) calendar with events going on that month and such. I looked at it--normally I don't pay attention--and noticed that the Fourth Wall had done a production of "The Last Five Years."
For those of you who don't know, L5Y is an astoundingly well-crafted musical with truly great music. It's one of my favorites, and I would love to go out and see it.
This was the first time I had heard of it, and it happened a couple weeks ago. I wouldn't say I'm mad, really, but I suppose I'm a bit disappointed that, as far as I could see, the only advertisement for this was on the calendar. I should hve looked, though, but still. Gah. Unrelated: I have a strong, strong urge to RP as Violet Baudelaire. EDIT: Turns out, they couldn't get the rights to the show. This post is now about pie. I had some very delicious blueberry pie with lunch today. Current Music: Dance, Magic, Dance! | | Monday, October 20th, 2008 | | 9:17 pm |
Writing from non-laptop-land!
On Saturday, my hard drive finally gave out. I realized that the weirdness I thought was just bad luck were the signs of it going under. I'm still under warrenty, though, and Dell's sending me a new one. Should be here later this week. Of course, I'll need to jump through some hoops to get my old data back, but it's possible. Definitely gonna ask for an external drive for Christmas. Anyway, random thoughts: Play practice began yesterday. All is going pretty well; we had a basic read-through. Good group all around, I think, and a couple of my friends are in it that I didn't know were. I sat in on a game of DnD tonight. Might wanna give that another try. Definitely gave me some story-related ideas. Midterms are done. Yesssss. Unfortunatly, it doesn't look like I can be the Doctor for Halloween. If I can order something online that'll come in time, I'll be my own steampunk-esque character. Otherwise, I'm gonna be Arthur Dent--have a bathrobe and towel, walk around, and look very confused. (What I do anyway, minus the bathrobe). Heroes continues to be miles better than the last season. Hiro is back to being funny and kickass, and I want to bear Daphne's speed demon babies. I bought "Professor Layton and the Curious Village." It's fun, but frustrating because I am right and it is wrong. Request for LJ peeps: Can somebody give me a detailed explanation of how to perform cuts? I really should know. There's something that's pissing me off--don't remember what--and it'll be nice to semi-mask it. Love y'all. -The Bard. | | Wednesday, October 15th, 2008 | | 9:58 pm |
Meme, semi-stolen from selfandsoul
Ten things I want to say to ten different people: "Shut up. You're not funny. Get out of my room." "Life doesn't suck as much as you think it does." "What the fuck did I do?" "I wasn't flirting with you." "I'm so sorry." "You're an awesome fellow, but just calm down a bit." "You just caught me at numerous bad times. I'm not a dick." "I think your essay was really poor." "I miss you so much." "Would you like to dance?" Nine things about myself: -I like chocolate. -I name my electronic stuff. -I procrastinate horribly. -I've lost a bunch of stuff recently -Sometimes I think I pretend a bit too much. -I still don't know how to drive. -I love not knowing everything. -Conversely, I hate not knowing things. -I'm still bitter about that teacher. Eight people/things I miss:
-The Loser Corner -Family -My house -My room -My teddy bear -The Saturday Group -A bunch of my books -A few forums. Seven ways to win my heart: -Laugh -Sing -Dance -Trust -Believe -Inspire -Be a redhead Six ways to lose it: -Lie -Cheat -Steal -Insult -Refuse to accept the possibility of change -Be overly apathetic Five random thoughts from the last week:
"What's the difference between smut and porn?" "Should I try and pirate the Edward Scissorhands soundtrack?" "What the hell am I doing for Halloween?" "How am I going to get home?" "What would a Steampunk Condom be like?"
Four things I did not do today I should have: -Order that stupid book. -Send in my vote. -Call home. -Read a bit for class on Monday.
Three foods I really want to eat: -A taco. -Pomegranate Soda. -Anything of our 'family meals.' Two places I want to go: -England -The Arctic One horrifying thought: "I'm being sucked into Livejournal." | | Friday, October 10th, 2008 | | 3:30 pm |
YES! YES YES YES!
I GOT INTO THE SCHOOL PLAY I'VE NEVER DONE AN AUDITION BEFORE BUT I GOT IN ITS BY THE BOG OF CATS I PLAY A SMALL ROLE THATS PRETTY MUCH DEATH HOLY SHIT IM HAPPY WHERES THE CAPS LOCK | | Friday, September 26th, 2008 | | 4:40 pm |
Meme-tastic!
1) make a list of fifteen characters first, and keep it to yourself for the moment. (that way you're not leading the questions asked to fit the characters.)
2) ask your flist to post questions in the comments.
for example: 'one, nine and fifteen are chosen by a prophecy to save the world from four. do they succeed?'
'under what circumstances might five and seven fall in love?'
'which character on the list would you most want on your side in a zombie invasion?'
'write a drabble in which three and five fight crime.' (...possibly not technically a question.)
3) after your flist has asked enough questions, round them up and answer them using the fifteen characters you selected beforehand, then post them.This should be fun! Alright, people, give it a go. UPDATE: As of about 9:45 CST on the 28th of September, I'm starting to write up the responses. I don't know how long it'll take, but this is the warning that voting will close soon. | | Sunday, September 14th, 2008 | | 8:26 pm |
Of College and Evilness
"Finally!" You're all thinking. "Graham's going to post about college!" Sorry, folks. I'm going to post about something that has happened at college, yes, but not about the whole experience so far. Anyway. So, about a week and a half ago, between listening to Dr. Horrible and watching Doctor Who (Medical obsession?), I stumbled across the idea of a World Domination club. It'd be quite epic--dynamic costumes, movies, comic books, TV, all of that good stuff. I pitched it to some of my friends, and they agreed it was a nifty idea. Today, after dinner, I saw that somebody had put up posters for a Supervillain Club. After a bit of comical spazzing "Those bastards! I came up with it first!" I 'calmed down' and attended. It was... I mean, it was okay. The club founder read from a list of reasons to be a Supervillain that she had found on the internet. It was based off of comic book movies (Using only the most famous of villains as examples), and the humor was really and truly forced. (A supervillain's female henchmen's breasts are two sizes larger than the heroine's, for instance). After that, we started to draw pictures of our supervillian selves. It was when the Club Founder showed us her Evil Gingerbread Man that I knew I was in the wrong place. I mean, it's fine to have a sort of humorous club like this. But play it at least a bit seriously. My idea was that it'd be really quite melodromatic, in a tongue-in-cheek way. We'd be in costume, and watch movies/read comic books to analyze the plans, critique them, and eventually form our own. It'd be fun, and a good way to meet new people. In this case, it seems like it's a place for people who are already friends to talk and color. All in all, it's not that they did a bad job. I just could have done it so much better.
--- Incidentially, I spent a few minutes beforehand rigging up my iPod stero inside of my trench coat. I had a song cued up, so this happened: Person A: Wouldn't it be awesome if I had a band backing me up wherever I go? Person 1: Yeah, like if my life were a musical. That'd be sweet. Me: My life is a musical. Right now, the song is about if I should kill you all or not. *laughter* Speakers: I can't decide whether you should live or die! Current Mood:  disappointedCurrent Music: Voodoo Child | | Saturday, August 16th, 2008 | | 11:37 pm |
Karaoke?
So, being that a friend of mine is leaving tomorrow for college, a few of us got together and went to a Karaoke bar. Random impressions: -Food was incredibly unhealthy, yet I could not stop eating. -Holy crap, that's a lot of country. -Karaoke man in charge guy was pretty nice. Decent voice. -'Man of la Manchester?' What the fuck? -Aww, my friend has a great voice. -GO MICHAEL PHELPS -Ahahaha I'm so nervous I'm going to shake my legs like I'm trying to dance. -I can't sing. Current Music: My Funny Valentine | | Sunday, July 6th, 2008 | | 12:41 pm |
Vacation!
Okay. So. If somebody ever asks you to take a cruise to Alaska, the answer is yes. No matter when it is—the answer is Yes. No. Stop. I don’t care if Barack Obama is rocking out with Bruce Springsteen, giving out gold-plated Wiis, and all of this is a fundraiser for a Back to the Future musical. Alaska is better. I’m too manically-happy to have a long, detailed synopsis, so you’ll have to settle for a list of awesome things I did. No, I don’t care if this is arrogant at all. In chronological order, as best as I can remember it: Saturday: Boarded a Cruise Ship the size of Idaho. Sunday: Mulled around all day. With style. Monday: Walked around Ketchikan, the most gorgeous town I’ve ever seen. Tuesday: Saw a Glacier, hiked around a bit, did some semi-rock climbing to manage to stand underneath a waterfall, and get a billion times closer to the glacier. Wednesday: Biked down a mountain at about twenty miles an hour. Thursday: Walked around in a Rainforest. Friday: Took lots of naps. Saturday: Went home. And then, after coming home, I learned that there’s going to be a DS Remake of Chrono Trigger. Hell Yes. Current Mood:  ecstatic | | Monday, May 26th, 2008 | | 11:36 am |
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