eh, eh, nothing else i can say

I love Memoirs of a Geisha. It's a lovely movie. So well put together.

Classes start tomorrow. My roommate wants to get up at 6am and go work out. I just don't understand how someone can do that. I'm going to try.... we'll see how it works out.

Today I finished reading Pillars of the Earth. It's probably one of the best books I've ever read. Spanning 35 years, it tells of the intertwining lives of several characters, ranging from a prior of a monastery, a mostly-feral boy and his mother who join the family of Tom Builder, a mason looking for work on a cathedral, and a young woman and her brother who have been stripped of their royal titles. All happening during a civil war in the 1100's. The mini-series on Starz doesn't do it justice. The story is very compelling. The way it takes the lives of people from the 12th century and makes it sound modern, even though you can tell the places and people are very much ... not modern? I can't think of a good word to put there at the moment. (That is the worst thing about my mind. When I need a good word, I can't think of one.)

This semester, I will not have the time to read its sequel, World Without End, but I will try during the Christmas break. It's nearly as long as the first one, 900 some odd pages. However, I will have so much to read this semester coming up... so much Shakespeare, American Lit and poetry. Le sigh.

Buster had a bath today, which he disdains. I worked for seven hours making a mere 23 dollars in tips. The Waffle House here is not as good at making money than the one on the Coast. However, you'd think they would make a lot more money, because it's the only one for hours around. I guess Coasties like Waffle House a lot better than people in Northern Mississippi.

My house in Columbus is coming along well. I still have 6 boxes to unpack, and I think I'm just going to throw all the contents of them into storage things I have to put under my bed, once I get one.

Also on a list of things to-do is get my xbox fixed. It doesn't read discs anymore and I really wish it would so I could finally put my DVD player in my bedroom so I could watch TV as I fall asleep.

Sometimes I find it difficult to fall asleep, even at 2am. I don't know how to fall asleep I guess. My mind races with ideas right as I'm falling asleep, and I never write them down, hoping I'll remember them. Sometimes I do. Sometimes I don't. I usually just try to keep trying to sleep, keeping my eyes closed, but my mind still keeps going.

I always look to the past for things I could write about. On my extension of Hot Thibodaux, I have run out of words. I have plenty ideas for what is to happen, but I cannot put them into words. I think this is what people call writers block. I can't take Fiction Writing until next semester, and I cannot wait until that happens. I'm not very skilled in poetry, and I've never really read much of it, written it either, except for a long time ago, when it was mostly dark, emo, lame things when I was a teenager and was angry at the world. Things have changed drastically since then. Who knows, perhaps my poetry will still be dark and whatever, but it won't be emo and lame.

Once, in high school, someone said I was the definition of emo, but honestly, the only thing emo about me was that I listened to the music. I was depressed, of course, but I wasn't cutting my wrists or other parts of my body. Doing things to physically hurt myself. That is pretty much pathetic.

I can't think of any time in my life where I've wanted to hurt myself. I found a letter I wrote to my parents a long time ago about how I wanted to hurt myself, and I'm sure at the time I did. Teenagers always feel like the world is against them and they can't do anything about it, and the best way out is pain, or death. Truthfully, life after being a teenager is the best thing in the world. So far, I've enjoyed every minute of it. I'm not the person I used to be, that's for sure.

In high school, I was not outgoing, social or anything. I was self-conscious and felt that I wasn't good enough. Now, I'm none of those things. Maybe still a little self-conscious, but really, who isn't? (Even though, the "popular" kids in my high school said that if I had only talked more I'd have been more "popular." I'm very, very glad that I was not popular in high school, because I feel like it gave me the perspective of life that I have now. I was even invited to a girl's end-of-the-year pool party, but I did not go because there was no one there I would know.)

Perhaps I should write a satire of teenage existence, but it would probably end up being too cliche and melodramatic.

I don't know what else to say.

p&l
rachel

optimum tragectory

Where does my destiny lie?

I'm watching The Men Who Stare at Goats. I enjoy this movie. Jedis, goats, what more could you ask for?

In less than a week a lot of things will have happened: my best friend will be married, school will be going on and I'll have a new roommate. Someone I have never met, but I think we'll get along just fine.

I've been decorating the house, getting myself ready to start sleeping in the back room, even though I don't have a mattress yet. Sleeping on air mattresses isn't so bad, I guess.

There are still so many boxes to unpack. I'll have to do it all again in a few years. Pack and move. Pack and move. I wonder how many times I'm going to do it before I feel like I can settle down.

I'm hungry, but I don't know if I want the leftovers from last night's dinner. I wonder how much one pizza from Dominoes could be....

The train choo-choo's in the distance and I sit here wondering what can I do to make tomorrow interesting?

p&l
rachel

It's been too long...

since I've last blogged. Too much has been happening.

I have a lot of free time now, I guess I should do it more often. I need to be writing more often anyway.

As for my writing career, I have progressed a bit.

I live in Columbus, Mississippi now. I got 5 grand in scholarships to the school here, which is awesome. 4 grand of it is for my writing. Not bad at all.

My short story Hot Thibodaux has gotten pretty rave reviews from a lot of ... English teachers.

I won an award for it from the community college I went to last semester.

I was published in said community college annual literary journal. I think that's me doing pretty well for myself, right? Publication and scholarships. I'm on my way to the big top. Ca-ching.

However, life in Columbus is pretty lonely. I don't have a roommate. It's just me and Buster.

I have a few friends, but they live in the next town over. Also, I have my co-workers, but they're co-workers.

I really love the house I'm living in though. There's a ghost cat, and it has made its presence known. I have witnesses, Lindsey and Lexi have both seen it in action.

At the moment, I work a lot and don't do any house work. I've done a little writing, but I need to do more. I do a lot of reading though, and that should count. I'm at least broadening my horizons.

As for the Fall semester here at the W, my classes should help me flourish:

• Poetry Writing Workshop (I'm not very good at poetry, hopefully this will help)
  
• Shakespeare (early works I think)
• College Algebra (I'm not too excited about this one)
• Yoga (I am excited about this one)
• American Lit 1 (Even though I took World Lit 1 and 2, I have to take another survey course)

My future is bright, my tail is bushy. I need to start submitting Hot Thibodaux to more literary journals other than the one it was published in, which doesn't count, because it doesn't have a circulation over 100, I'm sure.

Tomorrow is my first day off in seven days. I have to pay my first electric and water bill. Being an adult is not all it's cracked up to be....

HOWEVER, what I really should be talking about is the ending of LOST. But I really can't until I see the whole last season again. I need to be well educated in it's brilliance before I can make any accusations of any sort.

The box set will be coming out this month. 150 on pre-order on amazon.com. I really need to buy it once I get my tuition refund money if that ever happens.

I am now the proud owner of all three season of Veronica Mars. I don't have to rent it from the library anymore. Even though the Columbus library doesn't have a great selection of DVDs to choose from.

I'm still working at Waffle House. It's nothing special. And it's pretty much the same where ever you go. A WaHo is the same in every city, every state. The people have the same problems, the same complaints. The same whatever.

I really need to just write a sitcom. Or a Grey's Anatomy type show about a Waffle House-esque diner. I just need to come up with loveable characters. That's the problem..... to stereotype or not to stereotype. Cliche or not to cliche? That is the question.

p&l
rachel

realizations...

I realize from my last post that it has almost been another year since my last post.

It's such a shame that something so much as Waffle House can keep me from doing something daily that I should be doing.

However, mostly what I would be writing woud be the same thing every day. Monotonous activities that would bore even the most exictable of children. Le sigh.

I've come to the conclusion that I'm unhappy with my present life, which is why I must be accepted to MUW. A change of scenery is long overdue. Also, I need like-minded folks.

as the waffle burns.....

I've been thinking a lot about life recently. And a lot about death.

Death is unexpected even when you know it's coming. You're just never ready for it to happen. The person who had always been there, somewhere, is now gone. It's a strange feeling.

Then you begin to think of the deaths of those who are closest to you and how it will effect you, because you know those who are closest to you are going to die probably sooner than you are. Unless there is a freak accident. (But we all know that Big Mama would take care of Buster if anything ever happened to me.)

I recently won 1st place in a writing contest for MGCCC, short story catergory. I get to read an exerpt from my story and receieve an award. I'm very excited about it all.

I've been forcing all my regular customers at work to read my story. They all ask to read the story, and complain when someone else has read the story and they haven't even been ASKED to read the story. It's sometimes shocking just how much your attention matters to some people. I mean that in a good way. Customer satisfaction, I guess. Working at Waffle House during 2nd shift, 85% of your customers are going to be regulars. Pretty much. Getting to know your customers just happens.

I can't decide if I want to post a copy of my (award-winning) story on my blog or not. Considering i haven't really posted on this thing in ages, I'm not sure what good it would do. I'm sure I've lost my readers. If I had any to begin with.

Perhaps a new era is in the making.

I have been working on a lot of new stories.

Who knows.

p&l
rachel

OH! PS: I'm currently watching FIREFLY on netflix instant on my xbox. wut wut. i luv joss whedon

revenge of the sith or return of the jedi.....

It seems as if blogging has become a thing of the past for me. I used to do it constantly, and now here I am, months after my last post, and I can't really think of anything to write.

Well, a year ago to this date, I posted a blog about Sarah Michelle Gellar's birthday. Which... it is her birthday again today.

I acquired a new power adapter cord for my computer, and I'm going to take super good care of this one, so it doesn't fall apart like all my previous cords.

But, I found a job. That's been taking up a lot of my time recently. Learning the call system for Waffle House is kinda tough, but I think I've got it down somewhat.

The tornado that hit our house has left Buster terrified. The tarp over my window rustles in the wind and scares him. He can't sleep in my room sometimes, it's the epitome of pitiful.

I skipped class today, but I really didn't want to watch The Seven Samurai again... even though I will have to see the end on Thursday, but at least we'll start something new.

As far as television goes: they need to play episodes consecutively, not skipping weeks (or months) as time goes on. We're not in a writer's strike anymore, people. Lets keep the shows on the roll.

Lost has been coming on every week and I watch religiously. Gossip Girl, Ugly Betty, Grey's Anatomy and Desperate Housewives, however, have been on hiatus for a few weeks and it's driving me CRAZY.

There is a movie that EVERYONE I know needs to see. It's called Repo! The Genetic Opera. It's about the future and how people go through massive organ failures. A company develops a way to give people organ financing and then organ repossessions become legal. Anthony Stewart Head, Giles from Buffy, is in it. Along with Paris Hilton and Alexa Vega, that girl from the Spy Kids movies. It's a wonderfully told story and the music is amazing - did I mention it was a musical? - but everything about it is absolutely amazing. I downloaded the soundtrack immediately and now I listen to it almost every day.

I own it now... so I'm pretty happy.

A new show I've been introduced to is It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. It's hilarious. I LOVE that show. I wish I could see season 4 episodes, but they were removed from Hulu.

Anyway... I've been watching Freaks and Geeks most recently. I watched it back in the day, but re-watching it makes me realize a whole lot more about it. Especially after seeing other movies produced by Judd Apatow. I didn't realize Seth Rogen was in that show until I started watching it last night. But I did remember Jason Segel, only because I've always loved him. And Linda Cardelini (or whatever). She was really funny in Grandma's Boy and the main character from that movie (I forget his name) was in F's and G's selling Sam Weir and his friends non-alcoholic beer in the second episode. Kick ass.

However, I feel a little like I'm going through V.Mars withdrawls. I need to see one of the seasons like ... stat. I'm not sure which one I haven't seen the most yet though. Probably season 3.

Who knows what will be in store for me in the future. More blogging? More V.Mars? More Lost? Oh God I love Lost. I LOVE LOST!

dios mio.

I guess it's time for a new blog. We're kind of well into the new year now, and all seems pretty normal...

Even still... the new year is in fact underway, I haven't gotten around to fulfilling my resolutions. Oh well, there are still 11 and a half more months left in the year to get to them.

However, I have started my new semester of classes at JC. They're pretty fun, I'd have to say. My 'Film as Lit' class is mainly just watching movies. We've watched two so far: M and Fargo.

Intro to Criminal Justice is taught by the Jackson County DA. He's really funny. I will just have to show up to class on time this week. :/ I was 5 minutes late. I'm sorry, I had to eat dinner.

Today, the 19th, starts my online classes. I've checked them out and thus far, I think it's going to be a little stressful perhaps to study online. I might have to write things down still. I might have to get more notebooks. BTW, my online classes are the New Testament Survey and General Biology I.

I've been doing nothing but watching lots and lots of TV and reading lots and lots of books. Mainly the Sookie Stackhouse series, but it's still been a lot of reading. 8 books! I've also picked up Howl's Moving Castle. I can't say that I've done anything note-worthy... so I'm gonna be keeping the blogs short this time around.

Currently, I'm watching Heroes Season 2. I sure do enjoy Heroes. I just completed Lost Sesason 2. I'm about to go to the library in a few days and pick up Season 3. Even though the premiere for Season 5 is this Wednesday (I can't WAIT!), I'm gonna keep refreshing my memory. I kinda dislike Season 3 the most out of all the seasons of Lost until now. I enjoy the plot a lot more now than I did during that season. Them being held by the others, I guess that's what I didn't like.

Whatever. It's kinda late, so I think I'm gonna hit they hay.

p&l
rachel

an old chronicle

I began reading The Road by Cormac McCarthy this evening. It's a tale of a man and his son, traveling across an ashy, barren America, years after a tragic cataclysm blighted the country. So far, it's been quite an obscure tale, obviously. The characters have no names and are only called The Man and The Boy. There is a movie in production, set to release next year.

McCarthy also wrote All The Pretty Horses and No Country For Old Men, both of which were adapted into films.

The Road, thus far, seems to be a tale of death and desperation. Perhaps atonement. The "sins of the father" could be represented as well, the "father" being America as a whole. How McCarthy sees the future of America by the nation's faults and wrongdoings.

I'm not sure how it will affect me after I'm finished. It's already making me think of things to come: the future is a constant and inconstant phenomenon; a concept one cannot truly grasp.

To think of the future, one can be optimistic or melancholy. McCarthy is a latter thinker.

I also think this story will make me very depressed, but I shall continue to read anyway. Perhaps it is not a story to read in times of merriment, such as the Christmas holiday.

p&l rachel

sookie is MINE

I finished Dead Until Dark this evening, and I have to say, I'm really impressed with several things. One, how HBO took one almost 400-page book and turned it into a 12 episode season. Another thing is how Charlaine Harris can weave a story, and her imagination! I'm sure I could have come up with something similar, had I the thought process she had.

I also purchased the second novel, Living Dead in Dallas, today. It starts out like the HBO season ended - with a dead body in Andy Bellefleur's back seat. Now, I'm really sad this person is actually dead, because I really, really liked him. In the show he's a much more prominent character, but in the books, he seems more of a background character.

I'm also a little curious why in the books there's no Tara, and she's only been mentioned once, and not by name. Tara was Lafayette's cousin (Lafayette being the dead body in the backseat). Very unfortunate stuff, the death of Lafayette. I wonder if this book will be the premise of the second season. They did embellish a lot in the first season, while going along with the first book, but it worked out well in the end. But Tara is supposed to be Sookie's best friend. Sookie had no friends in Dead Until Dark, which is weird, since Sookie had lived in Bon Temps her whole life. Arlene couldn't have been her only friend.

So many questions, so little time. I wish Charlaine would continue to write the Sookie Stackhouse books, but I think she's done with them. Alas.

p&l
rachel

i wanna be your bootlegger, i wanna mix you up somethin' strange

I've fallen in love all over again with ... well, technically True Blood, but I've been reading the books the series is based on, and it's just magnificent to another degree now.

Dead Until Dark, the first novel, is absolutely intriguing. Bill Compton is not only less human, but a more sexual character. Sookie and Bill have sex in almost every chapter, since the first time they made love after Sookie's grandmother was killed. The intimate scenes are very powerful, in dialogue and in detail.

Eric, the sheriff of "area 5" is more kind to Sookie than he is in the series. That is more comforting than every vampire except Bill being courteous to Sookie.

Another thing about the book is that half the series has already happened in the first novel. It's amazing, realizing that I'm going to get to experience more than just what I saw on HBO. I wonder how true to the books the HBO series is... it's been pretty identical thus far in my reading. It has sparked a new interest in wanting to watch the series again.

Although the books are rather ... trashy in the sexual department... the book is written in a way that it's very easy to read. It's a wonderful read, though, don't think that since it's easy to read that it's lacking depth... quite the contrary... Sookie is much deeper in the book than she is in the series. The characters, both in the book and the series, are similar. Strong willed, modest (but not with Bill, sometimes), and vocal on her opinions.

I'm almost done with the first book, and I'm third in line to get the second one, Living Dead in Dallas. Something else I question is when Tara is going to make her appearance. Lafayette Reynold has already been in quite a few scenes, and is as flamboyant as he is in the series.

I'm actually quite surprised at how much of the series is in the first novelization. It makes me anxious to read the rest of the series, hoping to find out spoilers for next season's excitement...

But.. enough about Sookie Stackhouse. Let's talk about my Woodwose's.

I've been doing a lot of thinking about it. I've decided that they grew up as slightly "feral children" in the wilderness of the Olympic National Park (which is beautiful, btw, I looked at pictures on Google). Perhaps either they all get anxious about the impending evil coming to destroy Earth and finally integrate themselves into human society (in Seattle), or only one of them gets bored and intolerable of the others and runs off to find something more exciting. I can't decide.

I also can't decide how to actually start it. I mean, the prologue is a prologue. It doesn't actually tie in to the story, it's just like a "Starter Guide" on how the Woodwose's actually work. In the story, however, there will be more information on how they were actually created and what purpose they serve for Earth. They're kind of like aliens, but were born/spawned/created on the planet Earth. I think that once they do integrate themselves in with humans, they will do something environmental like start some volunteer program, or join one, so that there is human contact, also since they don't have social security numbers, last names, or real birthdays, parents, etc.

Something I was thinking about earlier... how I said that wizards were popular first, before vampires... well, Robert Pattinson (Edward in the film version of Twilight), was Cedric Diggory in the film version of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (which I have put on hold at the library, just so I can watch him and pay attention to him this time).

Anyways... I'm completely done with school for the Fall semester 2008. No more class until January 7th. My online classes don't start until Jan. 19th, which is a plus; it's also the week that Lost returns. Whoopee!

Another Whoopee: I read that Desperate Housewives has been extended through season NINE. That is quite exciting, do you not agree?

I hope to get my final grades soon. I was exempt from my World Civ 2 final, with a final average of 90 (an A), which was amazing. Today, I took my last two finals: Biology and World Civ 1. I made a 88 on my Bio lab final, which makes me very happy. I'm positive I made an A in my World Lit 2 class, since I made a 100+ on every test we did in class, and a 99 on the research paper I did on "Religious Undertones in the Short Fiction of Flannery O'Connor." I'm quite the genius, if you didn't know already.

p&l
rachel

i've found it

I've been searching for a creature that can become the next biggest thing. First, there were wizards with Harry Potter... now it's vampires with True Blood and the Twilight saga. I read an article about how in 2009 they're going to try to bring the werewolf into the limelight.

Now, it's a little sketchy on if people will connect to this storyline. My creature is called the Woodwose. They first appeared in the artwork and literature of medieval Europe. They are seen as a link between civilized humans and the dangerous elf-like spirits of natural woodlands. Physically, they're supposed to be very hairy and feral.

However, in my story, the "woodwose" are regular people. There are five of them, each coming from a different aspect of the elements - earth, air, fire, water and spirit. They have powers relevant to the element they came from. The idea of these people just being born from the elements is very enticing to me. The conflict is this force that is coming to Earth to destroy everything. They were born to stop it from happening. Very environmental it will be.

Now... my problem is the setting. Where will it be? How old are these characters and what stage of their life are they in? Too too many things to think about. We shall see how it turns out.

I've written the prologue, (in Stephenie Meyer style) and I'll post it here:

Myths aren’t actually myths – they’re real. There are five of us, and we were all spawned from the earth and its other elements: air, water, fire and spirit. Each of us has powers relevant to where we came from. We were generated with all the knowledge of our beings, the history of the Earth, and our task at hand. Something is coming to destroy this planet, and we were created to stop it from doing so. There are lots of names for what we are, but you can call us the WoodWose.

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rachel

ps - i love buster

Ah, so recently, I've been thinking a lot about the past. How naive I was. Well, I've also been watching some tapes my friends and I made the summer after we graduated from high school. Almost four years ago.

It's weird to think back, look back and remember how the people who used to be important to you at one point just vanish from your life in all aspects. Best friends who've lost contact. Exes who are too proud to actually be friends.

So many people love looking back on these things, and it's very refreshing to see these moments of your life relived in front of you. Seeing these things remind me about how these moments were important in the process of becoming who I am. It shows me how far I've come in these past four years in personality, morality and vitality. HAHA, just kidding really, but who knows how far I've really come. Oh, well, I know I've come far since freshman year of college. That year was a real rough and tumble year for me. Even though those are some of the best moments I've ever had.

Another thing that reminds me of the past is my sister. She just turned 14 and she had this huge birthday party. My birthday parties were never that extravagant. My sister and I are completely different people though. She's always been so much more out going than I was in grade school. Thinking about it, if I had been that extroverted, then I might have had more friends, but I might not have turned out the way I am now.

Who knows. It's like a "What if?" scenario.

p&l
rachel

what did max mean when he said he'd see me at school?

**Note: I’m writing this while our internet is on the fritz, so it might be a little lengthy before we get it all sorted out**

Like I mentioned, I’ve been watching Heroes, season one, and I’ve seen a few plot hole connections in the third season. In the latest episode, Hiro and Ando are in that Texas comic book store. There have apparently been several more Isaac Mendez since his death almost a year ago, and in episode “.07%” Isaac says that the “last” comic about Hiro was the one where he went to the future.

First of all, how did Isaac Mendez write so many comics about Hiro already, when in reality the first time Hro really time travels it’s when he goes to NYC for the first time, the first real view of the “bomb?” It’s just a tiny plot hole, I guess I can let it slide…. I know I’ve had a plot hole or two in my day. But this is an epic show, and I will not say any more negative things about it.

I also started writing a new short story. I’m still a little unsure of how things are going to work out for my character, but I know the path she’s going to go in. How things are going to happen, but I don’t know how everything is going to end up yet. What kind of epiphany she will have, or what the “resolution of the conflict” will be. I do know the conflict though, which is usually my biggest problem (haha).

I’m really craving some pie a la mode. I’m not sure what kind of pie I want though. I could try some peach pie. Cherry pie. Apple pie. Those kinds of pies. I wish we had a diner that served pies, or a place like Big Pattie’s Pie House like on True Blood. I bet they’d serve their pies with ice cream. Yum.

We did a “group presentation” in World Civ 1. It was just like going back to high school. Only, the topic was slightly scholarly: a what if kind of situation for history: What if the Black Plague never reached Europe in the 14th century? It was rather interesting when I finally got around to really reading about it. I think we did a pretty good job with our class presentation though, I hope.

I realized while re-reading what I wrote for this blog, that I pretty much summarize the rambling I do. Each paragraph is pretty uniform and similar. I don't know how I do that or how it actually takes form that way.... It's just strange all-in-all.

I've been watching season one of Roswell. I forgot how wonderful it was, all those years ago, when I was still in middle school. 8th grade I think.... I finished Heroes, and now I'm almost done with Roswell. I have to go to the library tomorrow and get my blocked status taken care of so I can put seasons two and three on hold (of Roswell). I also need to put season two of Heroes on hold.

Our internet is working now, for the most part.

p&l
rachel

new spring 2009 schedule

No classes Monday or Friday.

Film as literature: Tuesday/Thursday
Theatre Production: Tuesday/ Thursday
Intro to Criminal Investigations: Wednesday night

Two online classes:
General Bio 1
New Testament Survey

Total hours: 14

This looks like more fun than my schedule before.

i can't really explain it, i heard the little girl whispering... -matt parkman

I'm watching season one of Heroes, and I'm reminded why this show is definitely worth watching.

It's so epic, even in the third episode. Hiro persuades Ando into going with him on the journey. He's like "So you'll come with me?" expecting Ando to drop everything at Yamagata Industries and go with Hiro on the epic quest to save the world. Then, save the cheerleader, save the world.

Mr. Sylar. Mohinder's Indian accent more prominent in the first episode than in any other episode. He sounds Indian-British mixture. Not as Indian as he started out in episode uno.

Also, Claire's Texan accent is pretty good, and keeps its swagger at the right times, and constantly. Ahem, Mohinder. Everyone in the "Texas" segment of the first season have decent accents, and keep it up. I guess Mohinder still has an "accent" but it just doesn't sound as Indian as before.

Whatev "Mohinder's accent."

Sylar (Gabriel Gray) has so many books in his apartment in episode three. Mohinder and Eden are checking it out, and they find the secret room with the map with "dozens more" ropes than Monhinder's father's map. FORGIVE ME! Chandra Suresh.

Parkman just saved Molly Walker. Sylar's getting away.

So epic. So wonderful season one is. I just love it so much.

It's probably the number one season of tv shows I've ever watched. My most favorite.

I don't really want to compose a list of my favorite first seasons right now, so I'm just gonna have to figure one out eventually.

Simone Deveaux, not shot dead yet.

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rachel

bs

Why is Christmas the only time of year, other than birthdays, that we give gifts to people we care about? Why can't we just keep giving gifts all year round?

I think when I have my own family, we're not going to do Christmas. We'll give gifts constantly. Perhaps if people gave more than they took, people would be happier, generally. Probably not completely happy, but it would be something to look forward to all the time rather than in June or July waiting for months for gifts to look forward to.

I just feel like it's such a crock. Christmas. Who knows what I'm actually talking about.

p&l
rachel

what not to name your baby: batman

My legs have been itching so much today. I think it's the slight drop in humidity, and it makes me wonder if m y legs will always be dry in decreased humidity. Maybe I shouldn't think about that and just keep a hefty bottle of lotion around, just in case.

Well, the holidays have come and gone. Well, the second holiday has yet to come, Christmas that is, and hopefully that holiday will last much longer than this one did. Although I did get to see L and X, L more often than X, it was a wonderful, wonderful reunion.

Television has been pretty hectic as well. The last episode of Gossip Girl was full of Thanksgiving havoc. Serena wore an extremely short dress while trying to prove that she isn't a "bad girl" anymore to her saintly bf, Aaron Rose. Blair also got a wonderful surprise, her father came to visit, and he made his traditional Thanksgiving pie. I don't remember the kind it was.

I'm terribly sad that True Blood has ended and won't return until next summer. I suppose June isn't that far away.....

I really need to get my Christmas list done. If I don't say what I want, I won't get it. That's how it always works. So I need to get at least one thing in my mind straightened out right now and figure out what I want for the giving holiday.

Rachel's X-Mas List:

1. A new TV
2. A properly working vehicle
   
3. Fable 2 (xbox 360)
4. Infinite Undiscovery (xbox 360)
5. The Last Remnant (xbox 360)
6. Buffy Series DVD Collection
7. 6 months Xbox Live!
8. Penelope (DVD)
9. Clothes (I'll live with gift cards)
10. Books (gift cards still good here)

I can never decide what a good limit of things I want is. Am I asking for too much? Too little? I know my mom already got me some boots (x2).

This week's episode of Dexter has come on, I should probably pay attention.

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rachel

sometimes my arms bend back

I'm watching Twin Peaks. I don't remember the first time I watched it, but this is very crazy. But I expect no less from David Lynch.

The season finale of True Blood was extremely spectacular. I didn't expect Bill to just go into the sun like that. I admit, I started the season thinking that Sam Merlotte was the killer, but I was wrong... and Rene - of all people - was the killer. I guess it's always like that.

Now I just have to read the books to see what HBO added into the plots and what they had taken away. I took a peek into the third book of the Sookie Stackhouse novel series, and it doesn't have a lot of the show's character names. Strange. We'll see how it goes when I get the first book.

Well, Thanksgiving is in a few days, which I'm 'thankful' for; the food, the friends and the time away from school. I'm not going to have that much time away from school. I have a paper to write for World Civ 1. I haven't even read the article I'm supposed to write the response for.

I need to also finish reading Roman Fever, by Edith Wharton for World Lit 2. I have to write Reader Responses for that and Babylon, Revisited by F. Scott Fitzgerald. I have ejoyed the both of them, but I'm just not into the whole Modern Realism thing, I guess.

Tomorrow is the last day of school for me until the holiday. I'm not looking forward to taking notes tomorrow. There's probably going to be a lot of notes. Ugh. Apparently, we're going to have a test in World Civ 2 the Tuesday I return from the holiday. So, that means I'll have a test to study for AND that paper to write. It's a 2 page, double-spaced paper, so it will be quite easy to dispose of. Sheesh, I have two papers to write, but the second one isn't due until the week after the week after the holiday.

My computer is fixed, hopefully completely... I think I still need a new battery though. My mother left a note on the table saying that I need to make my "wish list." This is going to be a little difficult trying to figure out the most important things I'm going to want for the giving holiday.

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rachel

yoville apt update

I added a few new things, also updated my YoVille-person's look.

Check it:p&l
rachel

This is my YoVillian's apartment on YoVille on MySpace.

Everyone should join. It's a lot of fun. Like the Sims.

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rachel