im drinking orange soda

I have decided I want to read the Sookie Stackhouse series of books by Charlene Harris. I think that's her name. Something Harris. I tried to put some of them on hold at the library, but I have a fine ($1.60) and I haven't paid it yet. So, perhaps I'll do that sometime soon. I have a lot coming up in the next few days, I suppose.

For one, Halloween tomorrow. I'm not going to the library tomorrow. I have to take a nap and take my sister to Wal-Mart. And cook some food for the party at T's tomorrow night. It will be fun. I need to charge some batteries for my camera.

Buster is very sleepy right now. He could barely keep his eyes open.

Ugly Betty tonight was wonderful. Although, I really don't like Lindsay Lohan's character, and am personally glad that she is no longer going to be on the show. Well, I think she'll be in more episodes in the next weeks, but after that, she's ka-put. In the show, she really showed some zest. I don't really mean zest, but something less Betty-like and more Fey Sommers (season 1)-esque. However, she turns out to be as Betty as Betty can be in the end, proving to be true to her heart. *aw* Is the idea of the show that Betty has to have a moral attitude about life in NYC in a fashion magazine? C'mon.

Anyways, also, Grey's Anatomy was a wonderful episode. I feel bad for Yang, we thought she was gonna get a man this season. Finally, over Preston! He was a promising match for her though. What a shame. The reason is dumb anyway. Well, not really. The new trauma surgeon went to Iraq in the war, and he was one of 20 soldiers and 19 of his men died. Blah blah. War is bad.

I like to use the same adjectives so that neither episode had to compete on which adjective is greater than the other one. Cause there are degrees to wonderful and awesome , I guess. Or, I'd like to think there are.

Whatever.

Today, the weather got warmer. I barely needed my jacket. It got chilly when the sun went down though. Quite so.

It's too late to read right now, but I've been wanting to read Breaking Dawn all day. I haven't really had time. Which reminds me that I really need to upload the pictures from the wedding onto my computer. Jeez. I should make a list of "things to-do." Maybe not.

It just felt like so much to do.

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rachel

like a bass out of hell

I'm listening to/watching the latest episode of Heroes. It's a great episode.

I still have yet to see the new Desperate Housewives.

Anyway, the new episode of Heroes contained a well-welcomed-back Kristen Bell aka Elle Bishop in Heroesland. I was very happy to see her return. I knew it was only a matter of time before she came back after being fired. There are two very Veronica Mars-esque motifs:

1) Lyle (cheerleader's brother) says, "The bitch is back." right before the intro credits. That is actually the series final episode title.
2) Elle says, "...let's go see the wizard." The reference to the "wizard" from Wizard of Oz came up on two occasions in season one of V. Mars. Both in the very first episode of the series.

I love my knowledge of popular television.

Today in my World Lit 2 class we talked about Tartuffe, the play. I saw it once in high school, done by the competition class of theatre. I never tried out for the class, but I was asked to, so nah. Tartuffe, however, is a kinda terrible play. But it does have it's importance during the Enlightenment in France. It was even banned several times.

Oh yes! Last night's Gossip Girl. Let me just say one thing: mini-cooper. Oh, and what would the combo name be if Chuck and Blaire actually did get together? (combo name meaning "TomKat" "Bennifer" etc) My only guess would be: Bluck or Chaire. HA. Anyways....

Little Jenny Humphrey is a crazy in this episode and Willa Holland guest stars as Agnes the model for Eleanor Waldorf. Willa Holland, for those who don't know ... was Marissa Cooper's little sister on The O.C., Kaitlin Cooper (thus the name mini-cooper). Agnes gets Little J to quit her internship with Eleanor.

Also, Aaron (Aaron Rose, but not really the one from the book series) the artist is a "cutie" I guess one would say. He's very Conor Oberst....esque. He and Serena should hook up, but it won't last. Maybe Dan and Serena have another shot at romance next season?

I read recently that Dexter has been signed on to do antoher TWO seasons. Very exciting. Looks like it's one season that's not "jumping the shark," like another series that I love dearly: Heroes. Jumping the shark is when critics start to go badly. Whatever article I read today said that Heroes started getting bad in season two.

I know!? Who would want to get rid of Heroes? Did they say Lost was jumping the shark when people started saying that it was getting really crazy (mainly around season three)?

Who cares? Lost is still on for another two seasons after it's most recent season: 4. Still out on DVD, I think. I wonder when season 5 is going to premiere.

Sometimes I feel like when I'm writing my blog I sound like a Veronica Mars voice-over or Gossip Girl intro/outro. Whatever.

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rachel

spice it up

Here we are again: that dreaded hour after dinner/before Gossip Girl and Heroes. It's somehow tolerable.

I'm getting a cold, I think. It's been a pretty rough day thus far. I came home after class and slept until 5. And I got home around 1.

Halloween is just around the corner, and every one is just ready to dress up. I suppose that's the reason for the season. Pretending you're something/someone you're not for a night. Or weekend, depending on where you are.

Today, at school, I felt very Veronica Mars. I mean, I feel like that a lot. Just being blonde makes me prone to V.Mars-ness. Being small and petite, blonde, and carrying around my messenger bag makes me feel very V.Mars.

Last night's Dexter and True Blood were both amazing episodes. They're growing on me every minute. Dexter Morgan and Sookie Stackhouse are wonderful characters, and in these seasons (third and first, respectively) the characters just seem to (in Dexter's case) blossom into completely different people from when we were first introduced to them. Dexter is experiencing things he never thought was possible, like actual feelings. And Sookie had just had a lot of bad shit happen to her.

I learned today that chocolate makes more phlem. Which is why I can't eat the chocolate cake my parents brought home from the BBQ the other night. Quite sad it is. I love chocolate cake.

I had a bio lab test today, which I think I did pretty well on. It was a lot of questions about mitosis, which is not hard whatsoever. But with my luck, it will turn out badly.

I have a headache.

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rachel

hiss

This is what I would look like if I were a vampire.

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rachel

all i have to say about today is

MOTHER FUCK!

I got a fucking ZERO on my research paper. All because I didn't go to peer review. Who fucking wants to read a bunch of terrible papers from terrible students at a second-rate education (terrible) college?

NOT ME!

Which leads me to my decision of never, EVER EVER EVER wanting to teach at a junior college.

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rachel

ps: I also got a 68 on my Bio test. But I did get a 96 on my World Civ 1 test. That's the only good news of the day.

And because I'm wallowing in my sadness of the research paper, I'm going to post it. Because I know it's worthy of a fucking 100, not a fucking zero. Disregard my MLA citations.

Bible: Fact or Fiction?

Questions always arise when talking about the Old Testament and its truth as a reference to ancient history. There is no definite answer to whether the first books of the Bible are historically accurate. Some scholars even question the authenticity of the Old Testament itself; there could possibly have been early first or second century BCE, to as late as fifth century, editors who had made changes for, then, Persian-rule benefit (Wilson 17). There is also question as to if some of the most prominent men in the Old Testament, such as Abraham, Jacob and Joseph, were even actual historical figures (Wilson 10-15). However, through all the archeological and geological findings, there have been a few breakthroughs that have shed little light on some of the most baffling questions of the Old Testament and ancient history. These breakthroughs give a great deal information on what may have actually happened during this era of ancient history.

To research a story, one must start at the beginning: Noah and the Flood. Estimated to be roughly 6000 BCE, Noah is chosen by God to build an ark, put selected animals and his family onto the ark, and there would be rain for forty days and forty nights. He built the ark, and there was indeed a flood (Gordon, Rendsburg 39-40). Also around 6000 BCE, marine geological scientists have found that what became the Black Sea was once a freshwater lake that flooded, breaking land barriers and covering a probable 60,000 square feet. The marine geologists, William Ryan and Walter Pitman of Columbia University, found mollusks, native only to freshwater, embedded in the sediment of the Black Sea. Also, their research showed that as the Last Ice Age was ending, the glaciers were melting, which caused an overflow of the Mediterranean Sea, and surrounding waterways (Wilson 20-21). Where the ark landed is another topic that has been theorized by many. In the Bible, it is said Noah and his ark landed on the Ararat Mountain, located in modern-day Turkey, 200 miles from the Black Sea. There is a Turkish story about a man named Nahmizuli who had an ark very similar to Noah; Nahmizuli is the Turkish form of Noah. This ark also landed on Mount Ararat. Most religious texts tell a story told of a divine Flood covering the lands (19). Some, as in the Epic of Gilgamesh, are almost identical to the depiction of the Flood in the Bible.

Genesis 8:6-10
“At the end of forty days Noah opened the porthole he had made in the ark and sent out the raven. This went off and few back and forth. Then he sent out the dove to see whether the waters were receding. The dove, finding nowhere to perch, returned to him in the ark, for there was water over the whole surface of the earth. After waiting seven more days he again sent out the dove. In the evening the dove came back to him and there was a new olive branch in its beak. So Noah realized the waters were receding.”

Epic of Gilgamesh
“When the seventh day dawned I loosed a dove and let her go. She flew away, but finding no resting place she returned. Then I loosed a swallow, and she few away but finding no resting place she returned. I loosed a raven, she saw that the waters had retreated, she ate, she flew around, she cawed and she did not come back (Lawall, Mack 18).”
These texts, and others from the ancient Near East, are similar in theme and verse, such as the Sumerian tale of Ziusudra and the Babylonian “Atrahasis Epic,” which both date around the 19th century (Gordon, Rendsburg 51; Wilson 20).

Another story from the Old Testament is that of Abraham and his family. The Bible cites Abraham as leaving the city of Ur, “of the Chaldeans,” in Mesopotamia, traveling to Harran, in modern-day Turkey. Keeping in mind the possibility of early Persian editors, there has been archeological evidence that Abraham may not have come from Ur as first though, but from Urfa, which lies directly north west of Harran. Many of Abraham’s ancestor’s names relate to ancient names of places in the region of modern-day Turkey (Wilson 22-23). When Abraham journeys to Canaan, he was asked by God to sacrifice his son, Isaac. The description of the way he prepares Isaac to be sacrificed, tied in awkward fetal position, is significantly close to the sacrifices of the Minoans on the island on Crete. The religion of the Minoans on Crete had a great resemblance to the religion of the original Canaanites who worshiped the bull-god El (23-24).

Skipping ahead, the story of the Exodus is significantly important in trying to make sense of the Bible’s historic accuracy. Estimated to have occurred around 1500 BCE, Moses led his people from Egypt after the Biblical Plagues convinced the unknown Pharaoh to let them go. There are two possible pharaohs that could have ruled during the plagues: Ahmose or Queen Hatshepsut (Callahan 127; Wilson 45-51). Historically, this period was not well recorded; however, there are few historical documents, written by third century Egyptian historian Manetho, about Hyskos invaders in Egypt (Wilson 37-38). These invaders are believed to be the Canaanites brought to Egypt by Joseph. After the Hyskos took over Egyptian rule, they forced the Egyptians to live in Upper Egypt. A period of time passed, and King Ahmose created a militia that overthrew the Hyskos, recapturing Avaris/Ramsesses, the once Hyskos capital (Callahan 127; Miller 318). Some Hyskos were unable to flee from Ahmose fast enough, and became slaves, perhaps the slaves of Moses’ Exodus. Manetho wrote that within fifty years of Ahmose’s initial rule, a great disaster befell the Nile Delta. Simultaneously, around that period of time, a huge volcanic eruption occurred on the island of Thera, some 600 miles North West of Egypt. It was a massive eruption that affected a large scale of the surrounding area, even destroying the entire Minoan civilization on the island of Crete. This eruption could have aided in the idea of the story of the Biblical Plagues. There is scientific evidence from other volcanic eruptions that show the first nine plagues can occur from simply from an eruption (Callahan 141; Wilson 48-49). The final plague is easy to assume as “divine anger” by any who still lived in the Nile Delta and worshiped the Canaanite/Hyskos gods. A text was found at Ugarit, imposing a similar offer, “A first-born, Baal, we shall sacrifice. A child we shall fulfill” (Wilson 49).

Even with all the archaeological and geological evidence that has been accounted, still remain and cannot be truly satisfied with answers that are not definite. In almost all religions, it is important to have some sort of written account of beliefs, something to base their faith upon. Those of Muslim faith have the Qur’an, Judaism has the Torah and Hinduism has the Rig Vedas, among other religions respectively. One may never know the truth behind the history of the Bible; however, the facts that scientists have today can surely tell those with questions that whomever wrote and edited the Old Testament knew about physical happenings of ancient times. It gives a great insight to what the times would have been like back in the various Biblical eras.

i'm a carpetbagger baby...

I wish I had my own theme song, like Veronica Mars. I mean, I wish I had an intro too. Something flashy and catchy, perhaps written and performed by Jenny Lewis?

I took Buster outside earlier and there are people in the neighborhood that are making quite a ruckus somewhere. He barked, which was not acceptable.

I'm drinking a two day old Michelob Ultra (1 pint). It's been in the fridge, with some tin foil over the top... it's not too fresh though. Looking at it now, I thought there was less to drink than I thought. Le sigh.

I've been thinking about the dream again, and how I can put it down on paper(digital paper, that is). I need some input from X and L, since they were two of the main players in the dream.

Tomorrow I find out two test grades: Bio and World Civ 1. I'm ready to know these scores. I made an 80 on my French Revolution test which is much better than I thought it was going to be.

I don't really know what a carpetbagger is, so I guess I'm going to do some research. I was thinking about that earlier on my way to class this morning. Well, according to Wikipedia, this is what a carpetbagger is:

In United States history, carpetbaggers was the term southerners gave to northerners who moved to the South during Reconstruction, between 1865 and 1877. They formed a coalition with freedmen (freed slaves), and scalawags (southern whites who supported Reconstruction) in the Republican Party. Together they politically controlled former Confederate states for varying periods, 1867–1877.

I can't get rid of the links, so whatever. The picture was made by the Ku Klux Klan as propaganda against the carpetbaggers, claiming they would lynch them if they found them out. Or whatever.

Soon, in World Civ 2, we will be learning about the Reconstruction, well, the Civil War too. Just a little bit about it though, since it's not American History. I'm not too interested in American history. I had a little bit of that in high school, now I want to know about the rest of the world.

My cousin from NYC that was down went home today. We went to the Palace Casino and had the buffet, and I lost 2 bucks on the penny slots. He ordered two shots of tequila for us, and we did the shots with some salt and lime, of course. The way it's supposed to be done.

I'm kinda ready to be living in Mobile again, but I know I'm not financially ready to do so. I wish I could live on campus and still have Buster around, but we all know that's impossible. No animals on campus and all that. Not even to visit. Such strict rules.

Well, I have seen all the television episodes for Sunday and Monday, but I'm not feeling in the mood to write about them just yet. I probably won't even get to it. But I will say, about Gossip Girl: Chuck needs to get over himself and accept his humanity.

Jenny Lewis really is an idol of mine. She writes such wonderful songs, and sings them very wonderfully too. Listening to her is like listening to angels sing. It's the voice I assume Kristen Bell to have, although I know what Kristen Bell's singing voice sounds like. That last sentence just sounds weird, but whatever.

I have a headache.

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rachel

if you want to go where they chain down the sun, see fernando

Ok, so my Bio teacher didn't give us back our tests today because she's absent minded. I'll get it bright and early on Wednesday though. How wonderful.

As for my ancient Greeks test, I believe I did wonderfully. I probably only missed one question. Ancient civilizations are a lot more interesting than what they grow into. (Thus my love for World Civ 1 and slight dislike for World Civ 2)

I probably won't be here tonight to watch Gossip Girl and Heroes, since I'll probably be at T's hanging out. Tomorrow night, I start my World Lit 2 class, where I'll be sitting in a classroom for 5-some odd hours. 5:30-10:30 pm are the times for the class. And one whole Saturday of that class. That's what I get for taking a "second term" class. Wtf are those anyway?

I got the new Jenny Lewis CD, Acid Tongue. I do enjoy it a lot, after only listening to it probably three or four times. I also downloaded the remainder of Rabbit Fur Coat that I didn't have. M brought me the new Jack's Mannequin, The Glass Passenger. Those two I haven't gotten to listen to a lot with my new found love of Acid Tongue. When I saw J.Lew and the Watson Twins in New Orleans over a year ago, she sang some songs from this album. It sure did take her a long time to come out with her solo CD. Not that I mind.

Oooh. Conor Oberst is going to be playing in NoLa on Nov. 20. I want to go, and hopefully M will drive, since my car is kaput.

"I went to a cobler to fix a hole in my shoe, he took one look at my face and said: I can fix that hole in you." I do love this song.

I'll report on all the TV shows I watched recently when I can write about them all.

I've been reading The Hotel New Hampshire, like I've mentioned a ton of times, and it is quite good. I remember the movie very well, and it's quite similiar to the book, and I'm looking forward to reading more of it. That's when you know you have a good book, when you look forward to reading more. Reading it does remind me of Jodie Foster though.

Hopefully this weekend I can go to Mobile (somehow) and see Malibu and Kasi. Kasi will be working a haunted house thing for the seminary school she's going to this semester. I'm very excited about seeing them, even though I saw Malibu in Nashville, it's been a while since I've seen Kasi.

"Lets build ourselves a fire." Oh J.Lew.

Buster is sleeping quite sweetly. Or at least he looks sweet.

Tomorrow in World Civ 2, we start the Industrial Revolution. We're also going to be covering Nationalism and Imperialism. So much this teacher covers, but at least he's interesting. And he promises to "have our backs if we'll let him."

I don't know how I can write endlessly about nothing inparticular.

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rachel

test tomorrow on ancient greece

Today is John Lithgow's birthday. So, I'm going to just give him a little tribute.

I do love his work. He was funny/good in The Twilight Zone movie. I also really enjoyed Third Rock From the Sun (pictured left).

I hear he plays a transvestite, Roberta Muldoon, in the movie-version of The World According to Garp, but I have not seen that movie, and I don't know if I really want to or not.

I'm currently watching True Blood, and I watched Dexter and Desperate Housewives earlier. I suppose I can report on that tomorrow sometime. Since I'll also be watching Gossip Girl and Heroes. I'll have to report on those as well.

Tomorrow I have a test on ancient Greece. I'm pretty sure I'm ready for it. I also get the grade back from the second biology test I took tomorrow. I am looking forward to it. I have to return this Guide to Anatomy and Physiology Lab book I accidentally purchased instead of a Guide to Biology Lab. I do hope they will allow me a trade.

Tuesday I start my World Lit 2 class. I'm excited about that as well. I don't know if I got a good grade on that or not, cause I don't really know if I grasped the right information about the French Revolution. Ugh. Tests are insane. At least my World Civ 2 teacher lets us do this extra credit work that we get to turn in with the test. The last two tests we took I made 88's. Both times. Who cares. B's will give me a B in the class. I made a 94 on my first World Civ 1 test, so hopefully after tomorrow I'll have another A and that will give me an A in the class for now.

I don't want to think about class right now.

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rachel

wouldn't you love to be in a movie?

I'm watching Factory Girl, but I'm not really paying attention. Doing other things online does seem to catch my attention more than this thing on the TV, but I'm listening. Sight isn't everything that tells a story. People listen to books on tapes/CDs whatever after all.

I missed tonight's Grey's Anatomy and Ugly Betty. And Eleventh Hour. So that means I have a lot of TV to watch tomorrow, which does excite me.

There was something I was going to write about in this blog, specifically, but now I can't think of it. I got carried away with Factory Girl and crap.

Tomorrow, I should be having sushi with my cousin from NY, and I'm very, very excited. I haven't seen him in a few years.

I want to go to France and make avante-guard movies. I wish I had someone cool like Edie Sedgwick or whatever her name is to be in them. Or someone as good that's probably not a hoe bag like Scarlett Johansson. She used to be cool, but now she makes me angry.

Perhaps the life and times of Edie Sedgwick(whatever) would be interesting to read about. Not see in some fictionalized retrospective bull.

While researching the French Revolution last night, I decided I want to come up with a semi-short story about a family during the 'Reign of Terror.' Led by Robespierre, people were guillotined for practically giving an official a bad look. By the end of a period that was a little over a year and a half, nearly 40,ooo people were dead in Paris alone. I think in one day, over 16,000 people suffered an execution. Anyway, the story would be about a family that's trying so hard to get out of France and into another country, where one of them will probably be from. I can't decide if they will be peasants or some kind of clergy or nobility. The stories would be completely different, depending on their social status, that's fo sho.

I think stories about drug addicted poor little rich kids are too cliche for this era of literature. Or maybe that's just how I feel about the way this movie is filmed. I'm sure that's how it seemed at that time, but I guess as Holden Caulfield would put it, it just seems a little "phony."

All of the tests I had to take this week are over. I have one more test on Monday, on ancient Greek civilization. Ancient civilizations are so much easier to comprehend, rather than the French Revolution, per say.

Buster slept in his pumpkin/jack-o-lantern t-shirt my mother got for him while we were in Nashville last night. It was quite lovely. Then, when I was showing him off to my friends over at T's house, he accidentally peed on it and now it must be washed. Right now he is sleeping very soundlessly next to me.

Damn that Bob Dylan for hurting Edie Sedgwick.

Hayden Christensen and Rachel Bilson are in a relationship. Apparently they have been since they starred in Jumper together a few years ago. I think I remember reading something about Rachel Bilson saying that she wanted to go elope with him. It makes me a little sad for Adam Brody, since they were like together for a long time. But I'm sure he's over her by now. I mean, he hasn't met me yet anyway. Har har. I'm funny.

Start wearing purple, wearing purple. Start wearing purple for me now..... all your sanity and wits they will all vanish - I promise! - It's just a - a matter of time.

I bought a purple shirt from Wet Seal a few weeks ago. I wore it for the first time yesterday? and it made me feel happy. I also got this winter-y purple shirt with a design on it which will probably make me happy too. I'm ready for it to get a little colder so I can start wearing my neat jackets. Which reminds me that I need to purchase a belt sometime soon. Maybe I'll go to the thrift store tomorrow and try and find a neat belt.

I wish I could have a romance with someone like Bob Dylan. A whirlwind romance, but it would never last. It's like a fortune cookie Duncan gives to Veronica in season 2 of the series that says: True love stories never have endings...

Very poetic.

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rachel

blah.

So, my brain is probably fried right now.

I've been studying all day for this bio test I have tomorrow. I don't know if I'm ready yet or not.

Anyway, I did finish my essay that's due tomorrow, and that makes me extremely happy. No more studying about the Old Testament. For now, at least.

Even though this was supposed to be the "fall holiday," I really need another break. All this stress is just ... crazy. It makes me very anxious about the future of school. The end of school. The rest of school.

The only thing that takes my mind off things like this are hot showers and solitaire.

And prime-time television, but there's nothing coming on tonight. Nothing I want to see, at least.

Thursday will be a good day for television: Ugly Betty, Grey's Anatomy, and Eleventh Hour. Good stuff. I can't wait to see if Eleventh Hour is signed up for a full season and/or a second season. I hope people like it. Rufus Sewell is a great actor. Known for his villainous roles, like in A Knight's Tale or The Illusionist. My favorite movie of his is Dangerous Beauty (1998). It made me cry. I want to see it again.


This is a picture of the tiny holy land replica in Lucedale, MS. I want to go and see it for myself one day, but it looks very, very tiny.

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rachel

when i do wrong, i am with god... she thought

Ah, second post of the day. How long has it been since I've posted twice in one day?

Anyway, tonight's television has been ridiculous.

First, Gossip Girl proves to be as scandalous but rewarding as ever. This episode mostly taking place in New Haven, the grounds for Yale, Serena and Blair duke it out in the battle of the babes. Nate takes on the alias of Dan Humphrey. Bass turns his back on the elusive Skull and Bones of Yale. All of these things are very entertaining, and what else is entertaining is the blog The Daily Intel for New York Magazine. Its reality points tally is very funny.

Second, Heroes gives more questions than it provides answers. New-but-old characters are brought into the storyline... I will not name names. Peter gets violent with his family members. Mohinder gets a little crazy and spidery. Claire goes vigilante to a guy who creates vortexes and learns Sylar is working with her father, gasp. No blogs I know about for this show.

I'm currently watching the newest episode of Dexter, which I wrote on earlier today. I really do enjoy watching things more than once, it helps me really grasp what's going on. Kind of like what I realized about re-reading books. You really develop more of an insight into the book when you already know what happens and are seeing the events from a different point of view.

I feel like the last three paragraphs are all entries for some dictionary. The way they look, I mean. All kind of uniform and whatever. Very similar in length.

I think Buster has to go outside.

Oh yes, and the Twilight theatrical trailer. It's very good.



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rachel

i like crossword puzzles on yahoo

An hour until the two shows I watch on Mondays: Gossip Girl and Heroes.

The hour (as it seems to come every Monday, just after dinner time) seems to drag on. I have to call this girl from my World Civ 2 class. I have her notes, from one day of class (on Napoleon), and we have a test on Thursday. Damn that French Revolution.

So, I watched Eleventh Hour, and it was decent. It wasn't amazing, but it has potential. I also love, love, love me some Rufus Sewell. Mmmhmmm. Oh, and the girl from Planet Terror, the doctor woman, she is in it. I enjoy her as well. She was hilarious in Planet Terror. Plus, her name is Rachel in the show. Why would I not watch it?

Last night I watched, as usual, Desperate Housewives, Dexter and True Blood. While D.H. was (very) uneventful, Dexter shows promise of its third season (Dexter the vigilante?), even with the coming of a bouncing baby Dex Jr. And True Blood. Oh dear Lord, don't get me started - Sookie Stackhouse is out of her mind, letting that vampire bite her (Although, as L said to me earlier, it was a little sexy).

But.... it was quite a wonderful episode (the white nightgown she wore while running to meet Bill was very Southern Belle of her), and there is no doubt I will watch it again and again until the next episode comes on next Sunday.

This hasn't been much of a "fall break." I've been going through ups and downs of this medicine, and I haven't been able to concentrate on studying at all. It's quite annoying. Today is the second day of illness caused by this change in medication. Maybe I should just stick with my regular meds and just have the tremors. It's not like I'm going to be a surgeon or anything.

I've been sleeping a lot, too. I slept until 2 in the afternoon today. I thought my mother was going to take me with her to Mobile this morning, but she did not. She doesn't have a great sense of direction, and I do... so she called me around 8 something, asking for my help.

Plus, I have a great memory on how to get places, where places are and basically the "lay of the land" in Mobile. Thus, she calls me.

My stomach hurts and it's not getting any better. And we're still 50 minutes from 7pm.

Le sigh.

I read an article about a Russian hockey player who was 19, and he died during a match in his homeland. He had a heart attack, apparently, but there really isn't much else that's known about how it happened. He wasn't bad looking either. It's always more tragic when pretty people die.

I've been trying to start The Hotel New Hampshire, but with my lack of concentration, I haven't been able to get past the first page. Of course, I can't get past the first paragraph of the French Revolution in my history book either. Yet again: Damn that French Revolution. It did cause some good things: such as influencing other countries to be independent, but America pretty much did that in 1776.... way before the French Revolution. Or just upon the start of it.

Ugh.......

My stomach just made a funny noise.

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rachel

keira knightley

Has nothing to do with this blog, but I'm watching Atonement, and I can't think of anything to put as a title.

James McAvoy is so hot. I wish he wasn't married. Not that it really matters.

Keira Knightley is in a lot of period pieces, and it makes me mad. She needs to branch out more.

I want to go to a dinner party in old England. But not really. I want some lovely cheeses. Some queso dip from El Saltillo would be good too. Haha, not that they really compare. Lovely cheeses and queso dip.

There is now a second El Saltillo open in Ocean Springs. Very strange, considering it's just a little mexican restaurant.

Blah. This little 13-year-old girl looks kinda boy-ish.

I can't veryily think of something to write about. I just felt like writing.

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rachel

with new medication comes....

The weirdest fucking dreams ever.

I have felt so detached from reality today after having the worst dream in the world. Like whatever happened in my dream actually happened to me and I felt so traumatized all day. Like I was supposed to go live my life normally after something so horrendous like that happened.

Well, it wasn't the worst, but it was pretty bad. And a lot of people died. Lets leave it at that.

Shall we?

Only a couple of people know what happened, and eventually other people will too. I'm going to write about it.... in time. I mean, fictional novel kind of writing.

Stephen King gets some of his ideas from fucked up dreams he has, but he's actually been hospitalized, right? Maybe I can think of it as a blessing. The dream. Only if other dreams like this don't follow, I don't have to call it that.

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rachel

it's cran-tastic!

Apparently this page has been up for almost an hour and I haven't typed anything yet.

Well, here goes:

I thought of several semi-neat things to talk about today, but now I can't think of anything I was going to write about.

Oh yes. I've been reading The World According to Garp by John Irving, as some of you may know. It has changed my life. I don't know. My perspective on people, writing and other things, I guess. It has rehashed my love for Irving's novels and I feel as though I must read more of him. I still haven't finished Breaking Dawn, which I'm a little ashamed of, but when you don't want a series to end, what else are you supposed to do?

I read in Garp that writers have a very selective memory, and I do believe this to be true, because I can remember things about totally random things, but then not remember exactly what a Golgi Body does for Biology. I should remember those kinds of things.

There is the option of re-reading it, but ... M has my copy of Twilight and has yet to finish it.

L recommended that I read The Cider House Rules, also by John Irving. I'm going to take her up on that, considering X is most likely coming down from Oxford this weekend and she can bring me L's copy.

Sometimes I feel like I'm talking about LC when I talk about L.

Next, perhaps I'll re-read A Widow for One Year and The Hotel New Hampshire. I would re-read Until I Find You, but it's quite large for a hardback book, and I don't want to carry that around with me on campus.

I'm feeling in a very Veronica Mars mood right now. I don't know why. I was reading some quotes from the show earlier. But I couldn't find the quote I was looking for. Oh well, I'll settle for something a little less Veronica-ie and just have something silly. i.e. the title of the blog.

Le sigh. I think I'm going to watch some Veronica Mars just to get it out of my system.

BTW: Kristen Bell has not been on any recent episodes of Heroes, which is making me a little sad, but I know she's gonna come back and kick some serious Company ass when she returns. Oh yeah. Either that, or try to hurt Sylar.

I think I read a theory on Heroes Wiki about Sylar and Elle having a baby though. I don't know what these people are thinking. Although, when Peter went to the future, Sylar did have a little boy there. Dum dum dum. That's supposed to be eerie music for those of you who didn't get it.

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rachel

my hands smell like pot pie... or just flour

Watching True Blood makes me want a burger and fries.

Cause Sookie works at a diner, not because of the vampires sucking blood and all that.

I need to fix the stuff on my paper before Friday. Dammit. I have homework that I haven't finished yet.

UGH!

Too many things to do.

I hate MLA format.

I have a headache now. I don't know what to do about it.

Anyway, I should probably do that homework or whatever. I can't believe I forgot all about it until just now. It's due tomorrow and all.

Buster is sleeping quite soundly and beautifully.

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rachel

the wife forgave the mistress, for she only entertained....

Ah... October. Cold-ish weather. Turning of the leaves. And so on.

I've been wanting to write something. But I feel so un-inspired.

'The Scouting Isle' really needs and ending. The previous mentioned is a short story I started in April that I have yet to finish.

So, in order to cure my writer's block, I've been doing a lot of reading, listening (to music). A lot of watching. People-watching, mostly. Lots of people sit around the soda machines by the library on campus. It still baffles me that JC has a Vitamin Water vending machine. Very strange, and quite... hip of them... I guess that's the word.

I've also been forgetting a lot of words recently. I've been thinking of getting one of those GRE vocabulary prep books. Gone are the days of Spelling Words that we have to define and get synonyms and antonyms for. Those did prove to be very educational, even if people didn't want to do them.

People never realize the importance of school until they're actually in college, or not in college and wondering what happened.

I made a 70 on my Biology test. wtf. I need to do better next time. I didn't study the right things last time, apparently, and tried to just remember what was in the notes. Now I know better.

I have to make up my World Civ 2 test tomorrow, the one I missed last Thursday when the family and I were on our way to Nashville.

Oh yes. Nashville.

I got to see my ladies. My lovely, lovely ladies. Malibu and Jfer.

Here we are in the hotel room my parents got for my sister and I. I was very happy that Malibu drove up from Birmingham to visit. We rock.

The wedding was lovely. It was on a plantation in Brentwood, which according to Jfer, who lives in Murfeesboro (TN), is the rich section of Nashville. Jack White lives there. Of the White Stripes. We saw his house. It is white.... with a bright red door and red smoke stacks. I assume they're his chimney.

Malibu and I went to see Choke, which was good until the ending. It disappointed me. Very much so. I suppose screenwriters have to make it their own story somehow.... bastards.

Once something dies, you can't make it live.

I've been sick ever since we returned from Nashville. I'm afraid to blow my nose too much cause I don't want it to get too red or get bruised from too much blowing.

A few days ago I had a fever of 101.5 degrees. Then I had a dream that I had a 104.something degree fever.

I've been having lots of weird dreams lately, but I can't remember them to write them down.

My neighbor's dog is barking again. He's always chained up next to the garage door to the outside, which is right next to my bedroom window. Very unfortunate for me.

Oh, at the wedding, there was a bluegrass band.

And I danced with the bride, who happens to be the cousin of mine who looks strangely similar to me. She gave me a fake ID last time I was in Nashville. It worked.

I think she had just spun me. She said "That dress was made to be spun in." I agree. I like to spin.

There were a lot of little children at the wedding. It was frightening.

They served very weird food. I don't know how to explain it, or what it was called. Just know it was gross. I didn't eat much of it. And what I did eat made me sick a little.

No one's sure how all of this got started, but we're gonna make 'em god damned certain how it's gonna end. Oh yeah, we will.

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rachel