Friday, January 31, 2003

I'm in an incredibly bad mood. Gee, what a weird thing to happen, since I always love rainy days because they make the joints of my bad knee creak like I've got arteritis. Plus some absolute moron just snubbed this jap guy I like just because he's been looking less like a walking skeleton and more like a living, breathing, thinking individual human being. Maybe I ought to have a good talk with myself in the mirror before I rip out the still-beating heart of a certain someone.

the dead woman murmured 1/31/2003 05:59:00 AM
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Thanks to Chris for mentioning me in her blog... good to know I'm not the only person who likes an almost-57-year-old guy by the name of Alan Rickman. =) And I like Jasons Isaacs too! Not really the characters he plays since he seldom has much screen time, but as a person, through all the interviews about him. But Slytherin rules!!! (Hey, I'm the Heir of Slytherin after all.) In fact, I'm counting the days down to the TV Premier of "Anna & the King" so I can watch Tom Felton, who acts as Draco Malfoy that insufferable bullying little git. *insane grin*

the dead woman murmured 1/31/2003 04:20:00 AM
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Thursday, January 30, 2003

[i'm firenze!]

...and which lesser Harry Potter character are you?


oh well, I always knew I had a ruddy star-gazing horse in me somewhere...

the dead woman murmured 1/30/2003 09:51:00 PM
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And I've changed the title back! (cheap thrill...)

I'm just sick of all the sex-crazed losers out there who can think up sexual innuendos for everything, including ice-cream. I mean, hello? it's food! it's bloody ICE CREAM. Never mind, why try to figure out their warped brains when I can spend time trying to figure out mine?

the dead woman murmured 1/30/2003 09:39:00 PM
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And now.... for the moment of truth....

I AM LORD VOLDEMORT (muah hahahahahaha.....)

Well, it was either that or the Weasley twins, since I got a tied result. Guess which one's more evil.

the dead woman murmured 1/30/2003 09:11:00 PM
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Ok, title's been changed. I'm contemplating changing it every time I log on until I run out of insanity. It's actually my variation of a Wallace Stevens poem, "The Emperor of Ice Cream":

Call the roller of big cigars,
The muscular one, and bid him whip
In kitchen cups concupiscent curds.
Let the wenches dwadle in such dress
As they are used to wear, and let the boys
Bring flowers in last month's newspapers.
Let be be the finale of seem.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

Take from the dresser of deal,
Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet
On which she embroidered three fantails once
And spread it so as to cover her face.
If her horny feet protrude, they come
To show how cold she is, and dumb.
Let the lamp affix its beam.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

the dead woman murmured 1/30/2003 09:05:00 PM
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Check out The Harry Potter Personality Test ...you'd never guess who I am. And since you'll never guess it, I'll tell you some other time...maybe tomorrow. Those who are absolutely sitting at the edge of their seats and are hanging on my every word can check out the personal profile in the left-hand column. (And no, I did not get sorted as a Gilderoy Lockhart, this is just a shameless plug for web-traffic to my normal site.)

the dead woman murmured 1/30/2003 06:43:00 AM
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For you people out there who don't know, The Metatron means "the voice of God" and he's(or she's, or it's) an angel. He's not really mentioned in the Bible, except this tiny bit about his name when he was mortal in Genesis 5:24. In some Jewish texts they call him the mightiest of the Seraphims and he's supposed to be some really enormous angel with 36 pairs of wings and lots of eyes. And he also has about 72 names like Metatetron, Merraton, Metaraon...you get the drift.

Disclaimer: I'm not a Jew, Catholic, Baptist, Puritian...(insert names of all the other denominations here) and I never will be. I'm just an Alan Rickman fan. ^_^'

the dead woman murmured 1/30/2003 06:21:00 AM
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Aha! This thing is working! *the sua-ku in me is working over-time here*
Well well, whatdoyaknow...my first, proper, insanity n frustration free entry. Guess this calls for a celebration of sorts. (get out the butterbeer, people!) Excuse the morbid title though, it's just part of this Harry Potter fanfiction I'm writting. (am I a nerd or am I a nerd? Oh, maybe neither, I'm just a freak. @_@)

the dead woman murmured 1/30/2003 05:38:00 AM
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Ok. How the hell does this thing work again? (excuse the swear words that keep popping out of my mouth when I'm frustrated)

the dead woman murmured 1/30/2003 05:32:00 AM
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Test. Test. Witness my boredom.

the dead woman murmured 1/30/2003 05:30:00 AM
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mood

Translation:
Nemo nisi mors.


the subject

utopist. dreamer. cynic. poet. a contradiction. eccentric. cartesian. a starlight in the gloom.

The patient, born in 1984, suffers from a history of idealism of unknown onset and duration.

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