Behind Enemy Lines

A Note! How Fun!

(Wed 08/01/2007 09:59pm)
To those few who may give particles of a crap,

It's me, Mania's Own Little Lonely Girl! However, having reflected with the aid of a helpful commenter, I realize that I my life is in no way sci-fi, fantasy or horror. Well, maybe the last one. But, you know. My videos have very little place on a site dedicated to those three aforementioned worthy subjects.

Therefore I have picked up all my toys and I am going to go play in the OTHER sandbox, so THERE.

I'll still be on the forums, because y'all rock. However, my videos will now be found either at my YouTube channel, whence you may repair with the screen name thespaminator011 in your hot li'l hands, as we say down here. (That expression still freaks me out, honestly.)

I also keep a blog yonder at LiveJournal as spammityspam, which will have all the videos posted to it as well as insignificant ramblings from yours truly. What could be more fun, right?

Thanks!

Blawg.

(Thu 06/21/2007 09:46am)
O, Internet! Your wonders will never cease to amaze.

I am blogging right now, yes, right this very minute, from my art appreciation class, which used to be a lot more fun before an art major joined, but is still probably my favorite. The kids in this class have half a brain, on the whole. Except for Elise, the token kid who says, in a loud, monotone voice, "maybe the artist just wanted to draw a picture of a cat."

No, Elise. Four-year-olds do that. Middle-aged ladies in drawing classes do that. When you're putting it in a museum you have a point.

Someday I will kill her. She and the football players who, I swear, have relay races up and down my hall with their giant boat-feet.

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OH LORDY, BLOG IN A BUS.

Anyway. Going through movie withdrawal. Haven't seen a new release in at least a month. Gasp, choke, die, etc. Think must go see Silver Surfer, but the little theater closest to campus is, of course, a university theater, which only shows the movies you hear about on IFC but then never come to the place near your house. Right now I think it's got the Lives of Others, 10 Questions for the Dalai Lama, and... Red Road? I should go see those as well, but first I have to conquer my fear of being in movie theaters alone.

Also need to go pick up the Annihilation preview thing. MxM's blog hath intrigued me, yea verily and unto the tenth generation.

Why am I in such a weird mood? Maybe you should ask the football players on my floor who would not let me sleep, and the roommate who was always in the way, so I had to choose between having my morning cuppa and showering. The world needs me clean. It can deal without me caffeinated.

I think I'm going to die.

(Tue 06/19/2007 10:45am)
Bleaaaaaaaaaaargh.

Rassum frassum. Possum. Monkey wrench.

FORCES OF THE UNIVERSE YOU CAN STOP ATTACKING ME NOW OKAY

Well, There Goes the Focus of My Last Ten Years

(Wed 06/06/2007 09:28am)
Oh, Internet.

I am surrounded by idiots.

See, the summer freshman class is what happens when UT wants to admit someone on the off-chance they just got bad grades in high school but might still be promising (like me). Unfortunately, in with those few gems gets sifted a whole lotta rocks. Kids who edited their essays so many times they came out looking not perfect, but pretty good. Kids who got pretty good grades and participated in activities that made them look deep. Kids who got lucky. And me.

There aren't many of me, I can tell you that.

What there are many of:

1) Girls in visible underwear;
2) Girls who say 'yah' instead of 'yeah';
3) People who are starting to party DURING ORIENTATION;
4) People who thought the (actually quite good/deep) diversity program last night was "unnecessary" or that discrimination was on the whole "overstated";
5) People who shout unfunny answers to rhetorical questions;
6) People who are Kelley Schall, one of the group of friends which dumped me en masse in the sixth grade;
and 7) People who will not turn their cell phones off during the videos, even though they interfere with the sound system and result in screeching feedback.

These are my fellows this summer term.

So you know what I'm going to do today?

Instead of taking a tour of campus or going to any of the little activities, I'm going to figure that out later. Today I'm going to call all the clubs I'm interested in and go join the newspaper staff.

Please let there be someone interesting in this damn school.

On the other hand, I'll probably be getting the opposite of the freshman fifteen pretty fast, because yesterday I walked about three miles all told (mostly in circles, and all in 85-degree and 98% humidity weather). Today, however, I'm determined to figure out the buses, so that may change.

NINJAS!

(Wed 05/30/2007 09:02am)
Prime reason I love Runaways: its dialogue is the new Spiderman dialogue. Ever since Spidey got all wangsty, there's no wisecrackin'! But Runaways has stepped up beautifully to fill in that blank.

Ex:

(The Runaways have to steal some piece of crap.)
Nico: He said be at his office by first light. We got just enough time to hop out of state till we figure out what we're gonna --
(Crowd of ninjas appears)
Nico: --ninja.
Chase: That's a lot of ninjas.
Nico: It's a bunch.
Chase: That's more than the usual amount of ninjas.

I WUB YOU JOSS WHEDON, FANK YEW FOR NOT KILLING ME FAVORITE SERIES MUCHLY