I really like October because it gives me reasons to go out in public with fucked up makeup and other disturbing things. The whole month is my dress rehearsal for Halloween and Devil's Night parties.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
October Is For Lovers (Of Gore)
I really like October because it gives me reasons to go out in public with fucked up makeup and other disturbing things. The whole month is my dress rehearsal for Halloween and Devil's Night parties.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Truly
I can't stand it when people use "truly" when stating an opinion. As in... "I truly believe that... blah blah blah." Well no shit? If you didn't think so, why the fuck would you mention it? It's such an idiotic thing to say. Plus if you're like... "reassuring" me of something that doesn't even need to be emphasized in that way, it just makes me think you're lying about it. And anyway, I really don't care what you think so you needn't expend the extra energy ensuring me that you actually think it, anyway.
I fully approve of "I truly mean that." Because really, if it's some weird compliment or something that I'd expect you didn't mean, if you bothered to put truly in, I guess it's important.
I never approve of theword "truely". Please learn to spell.
I fully approve of "I truly mean that." Because really, if it's some weird compliment or something that I'd expect you didn't mean, if you bothered to put truly in, I guess it's important.
I never approve of the
Creeper
In my spare time, I study bruises and pictures of corpses.
I look up different brands of fake blood on the internet and weigh the pros and cons of each type.
I play with stage blood... and then go out in public with it smeared all over my face.
At present, I have bits of my face painted green and yellow in an attempt to make myself look like I'm decaying a bit. It's actually rather effective.
It's all so delightful and just a bit morbid. I feel like I should live in some place that used to be a morgue. Deep under ground. Like a lair.
I'd like that, I think... having a lair.
I look up different brands of fake blood on the internet and weigh the pros and cons of each type.
I play with stage blood... and then go out in public with it smeared all over my face.
At present, I have bits of my face painted green and yellow in an attempt to make myself look like I'm decaying a bit. It's actually rather effective.
It's all so delightful and just a bit morbid. I feel like I should live in some place that used to be a morgue. Deep under ground. Like a lair.
I'd like that, I think... having a lair.
General Admission Floor Tickets
The above is the most beautiful phrase currently in my vocabulary.
Why?
I may have splurged and gotten myself a ticket to see Rammstein in Montreal before the tickets all sold out.
Happy Christmas to me. And also. Like. Happy life.
Seeing as before I die / move out to Vancouver (hopefully this summer) I want to a. see Rammstein live, and b. visit Montreal. (dying and moving to Vancouver are unrelated, but both are related to a. and b.)
And... seeing as I honestly do not know when Rammstein will be coming back to this continent to play shows, or if even, I had to jump at the chance to see them. Which I have. I know for a fact I paid less for my GA floor ticket than a LOT of people paid for their upper level Madison Square Garden tickets. I guess that's Ticketmaster's problem. I'm so glad the Montreal tickets weren't sold through them. I'd never get to see Rammstein that way!
So this is my, I'm too happy to do anything but sit here and squeal about Dick and Till and Olli and Schneider and MmmPaul and maybe Flake post.
Because dear fucking lord, of all the shows I've seen... I've never actually gotten to see a band that was my favourite right then... and Rammstein have been my favourite for nearly two years!
I'm going to stop now before I end up just babbling on and on and on.
*EXCITEMENT*
Why?
I may have splurged and gotten myself a ticket to see Rammstein in Montreal before the tickets all sold out.
Happy Christmas to me. And also. Like. Happy life.
Seeing as before I die / move out to Vancouver (hopefully this summer) I want to a. see Rammstein live, and b. visit Montreal. (dying and moving to Vancouver are unrelated, but both are related to a. and b.)
And... seeing as I honestly do not know when Rammstein will be coming back to this continent to play shows, or if even, I had to jump at the chance to see them. Which I have. I know for a fact I paid less for my GA floor ticket than a LOT of people paid for their upper level Madison Square Garden tickets. I guess that's Ticketmaster's problem. I'm so glad the Montreal tickets weren't sold through them. I'd never get to see Rammstein that way!
So this is my, I'm too happy to do anything but sit here and squeal about Dick and Till and Olli and Schneider and MmmPaul and maybe Flake post.
Because dear fucking lord, of all the shows I've seen... I've never actually gotten to see a band that was my favourite right then... and Rammstein have been my favourite for nearly two years!
I'm going to stop now before I end up just babbling on and on and on.
*EXCITEMENT*
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
I Really Really Like The Malfoys
I do. A lot.
For one, they're pretty.
And also wealthy and powerful. Which is attractive.
And yeah, I mean, they're sort of dicks, but I'm kind of a dick too, so it's okay.
My parents always thought I was a nutter for liking them so much because they're "evil". But they're really not at all. Voldemort was evil. And yet I still like him so much more than George W. Bush. Wonder way... But that's really neither here nor there.
My point is that the Malfoys really aren't all that bad. Lucius was super high ranking in terms of Death Eaters, but I think that has more to do with the fact that he's a wealthy and powerful man. As well as being a slimey, sneaky git. I'm sure his descicion to join Voldemort had a lot more to do with wanting to not be dead than it did actual like of the dark lord.
Like really, what else was he supposed to do? As the heir of a prominent pure-blood wizarding family, I feel like he didn't really have another choice that would have left him alive. Yeah, he tortured some muggles, but then again, so did Severus Snape, and everyone still loves him.
Why not love the Malfoys as well? Harry Potter certainly owes his life to Narcissa, seeing as she covered for him and pretended like he was dead. And yeah, this was only for her own benefit in that she and Lucius could go look for Draco and make sure he was safe... but that's kind of adorable isn't it?
Clearly the Malfoy family are very close and love each other muchly. Much more than they care about serving the dark lord, obviously. And family is important. I guess they're more cowardly than anything. And that's not too terrible of a trait.
Anyway, that's all I have to say on that. I can't wait for the new movie to come out... less than a month now!
For one, they're pretty.
And also wealthy and powerful. Which is attractive.
And yeah, I mean, they're sort of dicks, but I'm kind of a dick too, so it's okay.
My parents always thought I was a nutter for liking them so much because they're "evil". But they're really not at all. Voldemort was evil. And yet I still like him so much more than George W. Bush. Wonder way... But that's really neither here nor there.
My point is that the Malfoys really aren't all that bad. Lucius was super high ranking in terms of Death Eaters, but I think that has more to do with the fact that he's a wealthy and powerful man. As well as being a slimey, sneaky git. I'm sure his descicion to join Voldemort had a lot more to do with wanting to not be dead than it did actual like of the dark lord.
Like really, what else was he supposed to do? As the heir of a prominent pure-blood wizarding family, I feel like he didn't really have another choice that would have left him alive. Yeah, he tortured some muggles, but then again, so did Severus Snape, and everyone still loves him.
Why not love the Malfoys as well? Harry Potter certainly owes his life to Narcissa, seeing as she covered for him and pretended like he was dead. And yeah, this was only for her own benefit in that she and Lucius could go look for Draco and make sure he was safe... but that's kind of adorable isn't it?
Clearly the Malfoy family are very close and love each other muchly. Much more than they care about serving the dark lord, obviously. And family is important. I guess they're more cowardly than anything. And that's not too terrible of a trait.
Anyway, that's all I have to say on that. I can't wait for the new movie to come out... less than a month now!
Friday, October 15, 2010
Boyfriend
I've never really had a boyfriend.
I mean. I had boyfriends sometimes while I was growing up, but that's not really... real or anything. Just stupid like, "Oh, I'll see you in school and we hold hands, and maybe go to the movies or mall sometimes."
Stupid kid shit.
And the last time I had a "boyfriend" was when I was seventeen. He was lame and I dumped him after about a month. He'd complain about how I'd hang out with my friends more than him... as if I was supposed to put him before them... when I'd known them longer and liked them better. All he ever wanted to do was hang out at the mall, anyway. He once got all pissy because my friends Dollie and Mellisa and I skipped school to go to shopping at the mall one day. I guess he really didn't understand that "shopping" is vastly different than "hanging out at the mall with no money not really doing anything". One is fun. One is not and gets old really quickly. Anyway, he was clingy and for some reason expected me to be really open with him about my feelings and such. Whatever.
Anyway, since then, I've refused to "date" anyone.
I can't stand the thought of having a boyfriend ever again. I don't want to have to be around someone all the time, dealing with their bullshit and their feelings. Just the thought makes me squirm. I can't stand sleeping in the same bed as anyone else. I'm not a big fan of cuddling... at all. It feels like being suffocated. Like please. Just stay on that side of the couch while we watch this movie. I don't want anyone to ever think they have any sort of 'claim' on me. I like being completely free to do whatever the fuck I want, whenever the fuck I want. I like not feeling obligated to be nice to certain people because they're my "boyfriend"'s friends or whatever.
I think most people are terrified by the thought of being alone. But to be honest, I can't think of anything I'd like better. I hate living with other people. I didn't even like living with my parents. I'm far more terrified of being stuck with someone forever than being stuck without anyone.
I don't really know why, but, to be honest, I have no issue with any of this.
I mean. I had boyfriends sometimes while I was growing up, but that's not really... real or anything. Just stupid like, "Oh, I'll see you in school and we hold hands, and maybe go to the movies or mall sometimes."
Stupid kid shit.
And the last time I had a "boyfriend" was when I was seventeen. He was lame and I dumped him after about a month. He'd complain about how I'd hang out with my friends more than him... as if I was supposed to put him before them... when I'd known them longer and liked them better. All he ever wanted to do was hang out at the mall, anyway. He once got all pissy because my friends Dollie and Mellisa and I skipped school to go to shopping at the mall one day. I guess he really didn't understand that "shopping" is vastly different than "hanging out at the mall with no money not really doing anything". One is fun. One is not and gets old really quickly. Anyway, he was clingy and for some reason expected me to be really open with him about my feelings and such. Whatever.
Anyway, since then, I've refused to "date" anyone.
I can't stand the thought of having a boyfriend ever again. I don't want to have to be around someone all the time, dealing with their bullshit and their feelings. Just the thought makes me squirm. I can't stand sleeping in the same bed as anyone else. I'm not a big fan of cuddling... at all. It feels like being suffocated. Like please. Just stay on that side of the couch while we watch this movie. I don't want anyone to ever think they have any sort of 'claim' on me. I like being completely free to do whatever the fuck I want, whenever the fuck I want. I like not feeling obligated to be nice to certain people because they're my "boyfriend"'s friends or whatever.
I think most people are terrified by the thought of being alone. But to be honest, I can't think of anything I'd like better. I hate living with other people. I didn't even like living with my parents. I'm far more terrified of being stuck with someone forever than being stuck without anyone.
I don't really know why, but, to be honest, I have no issue with any of this.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Drunking
I approve of drinking.
I do not approve of drunking.
Having a mimosa with breakfast just to try it is cool.
Having a beer because cramps make you want to tear your uterus out with your hands is fine by me.
But going to a bar and drinking 5 shots with the sole intent of getting fucking drunk is fucking lame.
I haaaaate drunk people and drunkenness sooo much.
I totally get marijuana. I'd be all over that if I could stand the feeling of smoke going into my lungs.
But drinking... blergh. What even is the point? It just makes you act like a complete moron and throw up everywhere.
This has been a "judgmental (relatively) straight edge girl" post.
In other news, I'm so lazy that I braided all of my hair back so that I won't have to deal with it for the next month or two. At which point, I'll take it down, wash it, and then braid it back up again. :P
ALSO.
Till Lindemann has the sexiest voice ever and you need to listen to Rammstein a whole lot. Just so you know.
I do not approve of drunking.
Having a mimosa with breakfast just to try it is cool.
Having a beer because cramps make you want to tear your uterus out with your hands is fine by me.
But going to a bar and drinking 5 shots with the sole intent of getting fucking drunk is fucking lame.
I haaaaate drunk people and drunkenness sooo much.
I totally get marijuana. I'd be all over that if I could stand the feeling of smoke going into my lungs.
But drinking... blergh. What even is the point? It just makes you act like a complete moron and throw up everywhere.
This has been a "judgmental (relatively) straight edge girl" post.
In other news, I'm so lazy that I braided all of my hair back so that I won't have to deal with it for the next month or two. At which point, I'll take it down, wash it, and then braid it back up again. :P
ALSO.
Till Lindemann has the sexiest voice ever and you need to listen to Rammstein a whole lot. Just so you know.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Friday, October 8, 2010
Crunchy Frogs
"We use only the finest baby frogs, dew-picked and flown from Iraq, cleansed in finest-quality spring water, lightly killed, and then sealed in a succulent Swiss quintuple smooth treble cream milk chocolate envelope and lovingly frosted with glucose."
(I love Monty Python hard)
I made these today:
What you need is...
1 large chocolate bar (I used dark chocolate)
1 package of gummi frogs
1/2 cup of rice krispies (or several packs of pop rocks or other fizzy popping candy)
As well as a fork, a spoon, a plate, waxed or parchment paper, a bowl, and a fridge.
also, in terms of melting the chocolate, you can do it one of two ways, either take a glass bowl, sit it on a saucepan with boiling water in it on the stove and melt the chocolate that way, or, melt it in a microwave. I did the latter.
1. Break up the chocolate bar and put the pieces in a microwave safe bowl, then melt it down by stopping every 30 seconds to stir and check how it's melting.
2. Once the chocolate is melted down, stir in the rice krispies or pop rocks.
3. Stab your frogs with a fork!
4. Dip your frogs into the chocolate until they are covered and bumpy from the pop rocks or krispies.
5. Sit them on a sheet of parchment paper placed over a plate... or a cookie sheet if you have a bigger fridge than me. Use the spoon to get them off the fork, and to cover up any green spots. They should turn out like this:
6. Cut around the parchment with scissors so that it fits to the plate, then pop them in the fridge for about an hour or so to let the chocolate harden. After an hour, take them out, and peel or pop them off of the paper and back onto the plate. I store mine in the fridge. But this is how they should turn out:
They're pretty much delicious, and really good on their own, but I get the feeling that they'd also be amazing with warm buttery popcorn. Messy for sure, but seriously yummy... (chocolate covered treats go wonderfully with popcorn as my friend Libby once showed me).
I kind of want to be a chocolatier or candy maker or something...
Who can take a sunrise, sprinkle it with dew
Cover it with choc'late and a miracle or two
The Candy Man, oh the Candy Man can
The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
Who can take a rainbow, wrap it in a sigh
Soak it in the sun and make a groovy lemon pie
The Candy Man, the Candy Man can
The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
The Candy Man makes everything he bakes satisfying and delicious
Now you talk about your childhood wishes, you can even eat the dishes
Oh, who can take tomorrow, dip it in a dream
Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream
The Candy Man, oh the Candy Man can
The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
The Candy Man makes everything he bakes satisfying and delicious
Talk about your childhood wishes, you can even eat the dishes
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Who can take tomorrow, dip it in a dream
Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream
The Candy Man, the Candy Man can
The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
Yes, the Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
(I love Monty Python hard)
I made these today:
What you need is...1 large chocolate bar (I used dark chocolate)
1 package of gummi frogs
1/2 cup of rice krispies (or several packs of pop rocks or other fizzy popping candy)
As well as a fork, a spoon, a plate, waxed or parchment paper, a bowl, and a fridge.
also, in terms of melting the chocolate, you can do it one of two ways, either take a glass bowl, sit it on a saucepan with boiling water in it on the stove and melt the chocolate that way, or, melt it in a microwave. I did the latter.
1. Break up the chocolate bar and put the pieces in a microwave safe bowl, then melt it down by stopping every 30 seconds to stir and check how it's melting.
2. Once the chocolate is melted down, stir in the rice krispies or pop rocks.
3. Stab your frogs with a fork!
4. Dip your frogs into the chocolate until they are covered and bumpy from the pop rocks or krispies.
5. Sit them on a sheet of parchment paper placed over a plate... or a cookie sheet if you have a bigger fridge than me. Use the spoon to get them off the fork, and to cover up any green spots. They should turn out like this:
6. Cut around the parchment with scissors so that it fits to the plate, then pop them in the fridge for about an hour or so to let the chocolate harden. After an hour, take them out, and peel or pop them off of the paper and back onto the plate. I store mine in the fridge. But this is how they should turn out:
They're pretty much delicious, and really good on their own, but I get the feeling that they'd also be amazing with warm buttery popcorn. Messy for sure, but seriously yummy... (chocolate covered treats go wonderfully with popcorn as my friend Libby once showed me).
I kind of want to be a chocolatier or candy maker or something...
Who can take a sunrise, sprinkle it with dew
Cover it with choc'late and a miracle or two
The Candy Man, oh the Candy Man can
The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
Who can take a rainbow, wrap it in a sigh
Soak it in the sun and make a groovy lemon pie
The Candy Man, the Candy Man can
The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
The Candy Man makes everything he bakes satisfying and delicious
Now you talk about your childhood wishes, you can even eat the dishes
Oh, who can take tomorrow, dip it in a dream
Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream
The Candy Man, oh the Candy Man can
The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
The Candy Man makes everything he bakes satisfying and delicious
Talk about your childhood wishes, you can even eat the dishes
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Who can take tomorrow, dip it in a dream
Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream
The Candy Man, the Candy Man can
The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
Yes, the Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
Monday, October 4, 2010
Books
There are so many books I'm supposed to be reading right now. Things I've started. Things I need to restart. Things I'm in the middle of. Things I'm dying to read...
At this very moment, I've started reading several books, finished Scott Pilgrim's Precious Little Life today. It was good. I like that it's set in Toronto. I really want to read the other five.
I'd also like to read all of the books on the "Cult Favourites" table that was at the HMV today. Some I've read, some I own and haven't read, and some I really want to read. Like Slaughterhouse Five. I skimmed it lightly and think I might enjoy it. I also apparently need to read Invisible Monsters, as I really enjoyed Fight Club. Like. A lot. What an awesome book... and also movie.
I need to read all the books I have in my possession currently, that I haven't yet gotten around to. I want to also read all the books I have loaded into my computer, mainly, I want to read all seven Harry Potter books. Aloud. In German. And finish reading His Dark Materials. I'm currently on the second chapter of the first book, The Golden Compass. Which was something I had always meant to read as a child, but never got around to.
Over all, I need to do much more reading, and much less watching stupid television shows. I sometimes forget how much I love reading and how it very much is my favourite thing to do.
At this very moment, I've started reading several books, finished Scott Pilgrim's Precious Little Life today. It was good. I like that it's set in Toronto. I really want to read the other five.
I'd also like to read all of the books on the "Cult Favourites" table that was at the HMV today. Some I've read, some I own and haven't read, and some I really want to read. Like Slaughterhouse Five. I skimmed it lightly and think I might enjoy it. I also apparently need to read Invisible Monsters, as I really enjoyed Fight Club. Like. A lot. What an awesome book... and also movie.
I need to read all the books I have in my possession currently, that I haven't yet gotten around to. I want to also read all the books I have loaded into my computer, mainly, I want to read all seven Harry Potter books. Aloud. In German. And finish reading His Dark Materials. I'm currently on the second chapter of the first book, The Golden Compass. Which was something I had always meant to read as a child, but never got around to.
Over all, I need to do much more reading, and much less watching stupid television shows. I sometimes forget how much I love reading and how it very much is my favourite thing to do.
Sous Chef
I've always been really interested in things like cooking and baking.
More recently, I've also been really, really interested in cooking shows. Most of which are hosted/created by Gordon Ramsay. Heston Blumenthal also has a really cool show called Heston's Feasts, in which he does some really interesting and creative things.
But anyway. What I'm getting to, is that I downloaded this computer program the other day called Sous Chef. It's basically a cooking assistant computer program thingy. So, right now, since it's 6:30am, and nothing is opened and I pretty much have nothing at all better to do but stay in bed and wait until I'm no longer ill, I'm scouring through websites I frequent looking for sweet recipes to load into it.
What this means, is that next time you're wanting some yummy sort of something, you should have me come over and make it for you. Because not only do I love cooking and baking, I'm also ridiculously good at it. And, obviously, I'll have a whole tonne of recipes at my disposal so you can just pick what you want.
More recently, I've also been really, really interested in cooking shows. Most of which are hosted/created by Gordon Ramsay. Heston Blumenthal also has a really cool show called Heston's Feasts, in which he does some really interesting and creative things.
But anyway. What I'm getting to, is that I downloaded this computer program the other day called Sous Chef. It's basically a cooking assistant computer program thingy. So, right now, since it's 6:30am, and nothing is opened and I pretty much have nothing at all better to do but stay in bed and wait until I'm no longer ill, I'm scouring through websites I frequent looking for sweet recipes to load into it.
What this means, is that next time you're wanting some yummy sort of something, you should have me come over and make it for you. Because not only do I love cooking and baking, I'm also ridiculously good at it. And, obviously, I'll have a whole tonne of recipes at my disposal so you can just pick what you want.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
This Is Me Complaining
My favourite band, Rammstein, in case you managed to miss that, are coming back to the USA for the first time in 9 years.
They're not doing a US tour.
They're not playing multiple US dates at all.
They're playing one night only at the Madison Square Garden in NYC, on the 11th of December.
I'm not going. I haven't yet decided how pissed off about that I am yet.
Probably not THAT pissed.
Stadium shows aren't really my thing anyway.
Maybe they'll change their minds and come back.
Maybe they won't.
Whatever. It doesn't matter.
Ignore this.
They're not doing a US tour.
They're not playing multiple US dates at all.
They're playing one night only at the Madison Square Garden in NYC, on the 11th of December.
I'm not going. I haven't yet decided how pissed off about that I am yet.
Probably not THAT pissed.
Stadium shows aren't really my thing anyway.
Maybe they'll change their minds and come back.
Maybe they won't.
Whatever. It doesn't matter.
Ignore this.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Don't Take Breathing For Granted
I can finally breathe through my nose again.
Very exciting.
I also no-longer feel like I'm dying.
This isn't even exaggeration. I honestly thought I was dying. Everything felt terrible and I thought I was going to throw up (I don't even know why. I wasn't nauseated.) and that I'd just lie in bed and be weak until I finally died and I was very displeased with the thought that I might die still living in Toronto.
I do NOT want to die still living here. Or any time soon for that matter. I want to be in a real movie first. Or on a tv show or something. And I want to have lived in Europe first. I definitely don't want to die until I'm at least twenty-seven.
I think the Flintstones vitamins helped. That and they are yummy.
Very exciting.
I also no-longer feel like I'm dying.
This isn't even exaggeration. I honestly thought I was dying. Everything felt terrible and I thought I was going to throw up (I don't even know why. I wasn't nauseated.) and that I'd just lie in bed and be weak until I finally died and I was very displeased with the thought that I might die still living in Toronto.
I do NOT want to die still living here. Or any time soon for that matter. I want to be in a real movie first. Or on a tv show or something. And I want to have lived in Europe first. I definitely don't want to die until I'm at least twenty-seven.
I think the Flintstones vitamins helped. That and they are yummy.
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