Fool

Yesterday I went to Christopher Moore's book signing at Powells. He's on tour promoting his new book Fool, which I just finished reading. It was awesome to see him in person, he is a really nice guy, and is really funny in person. I was excited to hear that he is half way done with his next book Bite Me, the third book in his vampire series. After telling us this he said that he has the idea for the book after that, which will be about french painters... strange but he's my favorite author so I'll end up reading it no matter what the subject. I got my copy of Fool, Lamb, and Practical Demon Keeping signed. A lot of people brought all of his books, so the next time he comes around I'm going to be ready!

Zap!

I'm putting off writing my paper, for a little bit longer.
I've been having a lot of weird dreams lately (I've said it before, I know) the one I had last night was just another drop in the bucket. I dreamed a scene in a bar where there were a bunch of towns people who were all looking at the TV. It was a news report on the towns new mayor a woman with shoulder length dark brown hair. The people of the town were talking about how it was a mistake to elect her, and they were angry that they couldn't over power her with their lightning powers, because she was immune to them. The bar became charged and lightning sparked and flashed threw the air... and I woke up.
In about a third of my dreams I'm not even an active character in them. Most of my dreams are nightmares, and I would say only 10% of them are enjoyable. When I go into REM sleep my eyes open, and unless I'm in complete darkness I will dream about the stuff that's around me, like the posters on my wall.
Even though tomorrow is Presidents day we still have school, LAME. I could really use another day off, today I hung out with my friends and now I really feel like I could use a day to myself...

Brisco Crisco Frisco

I like to be in wide open space' alone, it's best when you can look around far off into the distance and see no sign of man, it brings me true peace. It was hard for me to adjust in Florence at first because the streets where so tight, i mostly hung around the Piatsa De Santa Senioria and gazed up at Neptune when things got to small for me.

I've been having weird dreams lately. Last night I dreamed that I got into a fight with Lillie and Jorden at Jorden's house. I stormed out of the front door intending to walk home, but when I got to the side walk I beem of light hit me from above and I was pulled up and into an alien spaceship! I only had a chance to look at my captors, who all had bubble gum like skin and deep voices, before I had waken up.

Have I told you lately how much I love Bruce Campbell? Today I bought Brisco County Jr. the complete series at Costco, then I went to Jorden's to watch it. We only got threw 2 full discs today and there is 8, so we still have a ways to go. Bruce plays a way nicer character in the show then in any other movies I've seen him in before, where hes an asshole the whole time... It's kind of weird, he said stuff like "because we're friends" and he wasn't even a sleaze bag. Everyone in the show has really weird names, like Socrates Poole, Dixie Cousins, and Lord Bowler, not to mention the lead character Brisco County Jr. We decided that it would have been awesome to live in the west in the 1800's because you could walk around with a gun all the time and no one would really care.

Zombies, Gypsies, and a couple of Irish guys

Yesterday I went to my first ever car show, down town at the convention center. It was pretty fun, though there was no old cars, we got to look at some really expensive cars, and some really pretty cars, while weeding through the crap ones.

After that we ate at the 50's dinner in the mall, where Lillie had a really fucking good chocolate malt shake. I wanted to die!

We went to Stuff, and bought movies. I got Donnie Darko, Planet Terror, and Moliere. Then we went to Hollywood Video because Jorden couldn't find the movie he really wanted to watch at Stuff, which was The Man with the Screaming Brain . This movie had Bruce Campbell in it and was (of course) an instant classic. The movie was about this guy who ended up with half of this other KGB guys brain, and his wife who died and whose brain got put into a robot, they are going after this Gypsy who ruined their lives, and who is crazy and wants to get married.

Then we watched Boondock Saints, and Planet Terror. Both I hadn't seen before, I ended up liking them quite a bit. Planet Terror is so freaking awesome! Why don't they make more movies like this? oh it was so good, I can't even describe how much I loved it, too awesome for words!

luck? don't be silly

Days like this make me think... or rather allow me to drift off...

Today I was supposed to have a midterm, and deliver two speeches. I say supposed to because not one of these things actually happened. Something came up in each of my classes and I ended up having the most pointless day of school.

One good thing that happened today is that I'm buying a car and an engine too. This ( of course ) is something Jorden cooked up. He knows that I have money, and he wanted to have a little project to waist time on, something he tells me will help is career(or some bull like this) and then he shows me this beautiful 1954 Chevy truck. This baby is going for really cheep and after all "only needs an engine." We find one (also cheep) and so I fall in love with it. Before you know it I'm talking to Pablos about buying it, and it's a go, as soon as I get my permit. That's right people I still don't even have a permit! Jorden, knowing that I am a weak human being, was happy to point out that as soon as hes fixed it he will teach me how to drive.

I'm taking the test this week and passing if it kills me. I've never taken it before, but the dream of this truck drives me on... I know that Jorden is just using me to fuel his hobby, but hey I get a car out of the deal, and if he fixes it then it'll be more meaningful then some crap car my parents give me.

On Saturday we dressed up and went to Rocky. I curled the girls hair with the SUPER CURLER, and we all looked pretty glamorous. While Zoe went to Winter Formal (LOOOOSER) the three of us hung back and danced to ELO while eating pizza, and watching flash movies. I had Magical Trever stuck in my head until the early hours of the morning.

I can't wait for the day that it will no longer be necessary for Jorden to drop Lillie and I off, when we can just drive home together and sleep only a room apart. The day is coming sooner all the time.

My life is so good right now, I think I'm the happiest I've ever been. School doesn't even bother me much anymore.

odd balls and busts

On Friday Jorden tried to do something different and brought the girls lunch instead of taking them out. The good thing was that we could spend more time with them, but on the down side we where forced to eat lunch with High Scholars in the cafeteria. So it looks like we wont be doing that again. It was much more fun pretending that we where stealing them anyway.

This past weekend was an odd one movie wise. I watched 5 movies I'd never seen before this included Starship Troopers 2, Immortal, Repo The Genetic Opera, Rosemary's Baby, and Donnie Darko. From least to greatest that is the order that I liked them, but they were all good in their own way.

Nothing scares/fascinates me more then Satanists movies, regular horror movies honestly do nothing for me, but nothing captures my imagination more then a couple of devil worshipers. "Hail Satan!" said the cute little old satanist joyously, sweetly thinking of her dark master. Throughout Rosemary's Baby I kept thinking of The Last Unicorn, lines like "I can feel this human body dying all around me!" and " I'm a unicorn! A UNICORN!" popped into my head and I would randomly yell them at the screen.

In related news

There's nothing new really. Back at school, where I triumphantly return to the role of friendless loser, a role I thought that I retired after my freshman year of high school. My mom has also returned to her starring role of nagging overworked mother. What a wonderful world we live in, that people can just pick up the life style they were so happy to have escaped from.
I sit there alone at lunch not even looking up expectantly anymore, because people (no matter how hard you wish they would) don't just come up and say "hey your that really cool happening girl, do you mind if I eat lunch with, I've been hankering to talk about that new Star Trek trailer for ages." and then share their beautifully packed lunch with you while in deep nerdy discussion. You can't blame them though, I would never do something like that, which is why I have no friends at my college. I sit there and eat a little of what ever was left from the night before while reading David Sedaris, or listening to either Smodcast or whatever Neil Gaiman audio book I've gotten the night before. Lame me LAME!
I'll stop crying now
Jorden and I have started the tradition of taking the twins out to lunch on Fridays. The last two times (this has only been going on for the last two weeks) afterward I've gone back to Jordens and had MANLY TIME, which turns out to be pretty fun.
My weekends are based around my friends, not my homework. It is only their call that I listen for, and I could care less about anything ells at this point.