The Icon Faerie

Well today was a national holiday -- nay, THE national holiday, and I spent it alone. Like I probably will next year. I'm fucking depressing myself.

Day 07 - A song that reminds you of a certain event

I just remember when I was a senior and I made the last minute decision to go to prom and damn it doesn't matter, but my friend had been talking about a campaign to get them to play this song at prom, by one of our favorite bands Relient K. This was... well it was back when I knew them primarily as Christian artists, but they'd started to take the turn towards mainstream. Anyway. This song reminds me of the prom that wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be.



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Happy Easter, Christ is risen, etc!

Trish and I went to mass. (I am pretty good at faking my way through a mass by now, but they manage to trip me up with the Lord's Prayer. Curses!) It was nice, the church was beautiful and the priest was a good speaker. And the choir was good -- I think I've found out where all the respectable musicians are going to, UMC.

Now we are back in the apartment with the windows hanging open, and I have put a turkey breast in the oven. Hopefully it will turn out okay and we won't be looking for some place open to feed us.

My grandmother found me on Facebook. Nothing is sacred anymore.

Easter was fun. In the My Family Drives Me Batshit Crazy But I Love Them Anyway sort of way. The mall was closed so I wasn't working and no one was calling me to come work for them. I spent too much money this weekend (and some of it was Not Money -- I got approved for the Lane Bryant credit card, but I figure as long as I don't use it left, right, and center and pay the balance off I can control it).

Friday I finished His Majesty's Dragon which was every bit as kickass as I thought the Napoleonic war + dragons would be. I bought that one at the same time as I did A Game of Thrones, which I obviously read first and then had to continue reading. But I've finally done enough reading of other stuff that I picked that one up. I have the next three in the series, I don't have the newest one yet and I think I'm going to wait for paperback, because that's what my others are, and they all have to match, you know.

Anyway, yes. Temeraire is awesome and I'm a little in love with Laurence. And the two of them together are absolute adorableness. <333333

I was going to be a good girl and keep track of the books that I read this year in a document on my computer, but it's already way behind. Bad, Liz, bad.

You know, every year I sit in front of my house for the Fourth of July parade and watch 30 fire trucks, the high school marching band, Clinton county Democrats and Republicans, sundry pageant queens, Pro-life marchers, the Twirl-N-Talent Bitch Brigade (better known as the Dynamite competition team), and a lawn chair corps as they walk by, and I just realize how horribly pathetically small my town truly is.

Happy Independence Day, Americans. Exercise your rights and privileges.

In the meanwhile, I go to Heather's on Monday and I haven't even though about packing.

Packing = clothes = the bar in my closet that holds all of the my clothes has broken. Having nowhere to put my clothes, they are laying on my bed leaving me to sleep on the couch. Jeez.

...I don't even have the words.

I did NOT want to go shopping today, but as I ended up with Sirius Black shirt from Hot Topic, I don't think the day was a total waste.

I got a letter from Coe and I have been accepted! Woohoo!

Also, Merry Christmas/Yule/Solstice/Chaunakah/Kwanzaa/Insert-Other-Holiday-I-Have-Not-Named-Here to everyone on my flist! I sent my cards out yesterday, complete with photograph for stalking purposes you all! I love you all more than reason, and I hope you all have a great day!

1. I've only fallen for one April F00l's Day joke.

2. No, Hana, Cyg, Simon, et al, you didn't fool me.

3. My hip really hurts for some reason, I wish I knew why so I could correct the problem. >:D <--unhappy me

4. I have tickets to a Willy Nelson concert Labor Day weekend. Old Threshers, yayee! The only weekend I allow myself to be a hick! :D

Merry Christmas everyone! And if you don't celebrate Christmas, I hope you have/had a glorious holiday of your own and have a nice day. :)

If you would like to receive a Holiday card from me, please e-mail me your address at dizzylizzy182@yahoo.com.

And, um, please do. I'm going to feel like a dork if nobody sends me their address. ^^

I Am The Nation
by Otto Whittaker

I was born on July 4, 1776, and the Declaration of Independence is my birth certificate. The bloodlines of the world run in my veins, because I offered freedom to the oppressed. I am many things and many people. I am the nation.

I am 250 million living souls -- and the ghost of millions who have lived and died for me. I am Nathan Hale and Paul Revere. I stood at Lexington and fired the shot heard around the world. I am Washington, Jefferson and Patrick Henry. I am John Paul Jones, the Green Mountain Boys and Davy Crockett. I am Lee and Grant and Abe Lincoln.

I remember the Alamo, the Maine and Pearl Harbor. When freedom called, I answered and stayed until it was over, over there. I left my heroic dead in Flanders Field, on the rock of Corregidor, on the bleak slopes of Korea and in the steaming jungle of Vietnam.

I am the Brooklyn Bridge, the wheat lands of Kansas and the granite hills of Vermont. I am the coal fields of the Virginias and Pennsylvania, the fertile lands of the West, the Golden Gate and the Grand Canyon. I am Independence Hall, the Monitor and the Merrimac.

I am big. I sprawl from the Atlantic to the Pacific -- my arms reach out to embrace Alaska and Hawaii. I am more than five million farms. I am forest, field, mountain and desert. I am quiet villages -- and cities that never sleep.

You can look at me and see Ben Franklin walking down the streets of Philadelphia with his bread loaf under his arm. You can see Betsy Ross with her needle. You can see the lights of Christmas and hear the strains of "Auld Lang Syne" as the calendar turns.

I am Babe Ruth and the World Series. I am 110,000 schools and colleges and 330,000 churches where my people worship God as they think best. I am a ballot dropped into a box, the roar of a crowd in a stadium and the voice of a choir in a cathedral. I am an editorial in a newspaper and a letter to a congressman.

I am Eli Whitney and Stephen Foster. I am Tom Edison, Albert Einstein and Billy Graham. I am Horace Greeley, Will Rogers and the Wright Brothers. I am George Washington Carver, Jonas Salk and Martin Luther King Jr.

I am Longfellow, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Walt Whitman and Thomas Paine.

Yes, I am the nation, and these are the things that I am. I was conceived in freedom and, God willing, in freedom I will spend the rest of my days.

May I possess always the integrity, the courage and the strength to keep myself unshackled, to remain a citadel of freedom and a beacon of hope to the world.

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Of course, they forgot to mention that we're also Timothy McVeigh, Richard Nixon, Eric Harris, Dylan Klebold, Jerry Falwell, the Brady Bunch, and big companies that use overseas child labor because its cheaper. Oh well, you can't have everything, I guess. Take the good with the bad.

Hope you all have a good 4th, even if you're not American. Go drink some tea (hot or otherwise) and blow a few fingertips off with firecrackers. :P