dramaturgy: ([SPN] The end is nigh.)
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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dramaturgy: ([L&O UK] Mattie.)
Look at my Jamie Bamber icon, isn't he cuuuuuute? ♥

I haven't been saying anything because really, there isn't much worth talking about. My family is going to the boundary waters in Minnesota again for ten days at which time I will be alone in the house. I plan on commandeering my brothers Xbox and maybe using it to watch Classic Who I've been downloading, or maybe play video games for the first time in -- eek. I think I was in HIGH SCHOOL the last time I actually played a video game seriously.


Day 06 - A song that reminds you of somewhere

Maybe not my best choice, but:

I was walking along 34th Street in Manhattan this past winter, just before Christmas, and looking at the displays in Macy's windows. It was cold but it wasn't windy so it wasn't like HOLY SHIT BRR GET TO PENN NOW. It was just nice and wintery and Christmasy and I loved standing on the corner of 34th and 6th in that moment.

Anyway, that is the song that reminds me of someplace.

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dramaturgy: ([Misc] Fidelity - Regina Spektor)
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.
dramaturgy: ([HP] Luna.)
My parents went to a party at a friend's, my brother went off with his own friends to play video games, my sister is still helping Cat move her stuff to Davenport, so it is me, the cats, and a lot of Mike's.

So I'll do a meme to distract from the fact that it is me and Kitty on the interwebs.

Year in review. )


I don't think the New Year's celebration is so important. Not as important as the year itself. 2009 was hard emotionally, I hope 2010 can be better for me and for everyone I love.
dramaturgy: ([Celebs] Milo and Hayden. (Wesley and Me)
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.
dramaturgy: ([Buffy] Giles + Anya.)
Man, people are fucking crazy and that is all I have to say about Black Friday.

So instead, let's talk about the good things that happened yesterday. My brother brought his girlfriend Sarah to meet people, and she's a nice girl. I like her a lot. If they break up, we might keep her anyway. Also, morbid talk of my dead grandfather was kept to a minimum, and we only mentioned my aunt and uncle's ~*divorce*~ three times in four hours. Although my cousins tell me that their father's girlfriend's son is annoying and looks like a monkey. I tried not to laugh, but I couldn't help it.

Of course, every time someone said something positive, Aunt Peggy immediately retorted with a negative, but I think that comes with old age. According to her, something my grandmother teased their brother about while she was on quite a bit of pain medication hurt his feelings. First, she was on some pretty happy medication and secondly, if you can't take a little ribbing in this family then you are probably better off not being in it. Also, there were fewer board games than I usually like (only one, and it was Outburst, LAME), but I did manage to gather my letters of rec stuff together, even though I have lots of stuff to do before the weekend's over so that I can get stuff together... x_x
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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.
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Happy Mother's Day to the mothers and mothers of those on my flist. ::hugs::

And now for ramblings of the day.

I don't want to have a graduation party.

I don't want to have it at the church, I don't want to have it at home or at my grandma's house -- I don't want to have one. As in, at all. I don't really know why. I mean, in my head I know it makes sense, to have a place where people can congratulate me on graduating high school and give me money my accomplishments... but I don't really feel like it's that big of an accomplishment. I don't feel like it's an end to be celebrated, just a stepping stone. I have so much more that I want to accomplish that it seems silly to celebrate now, sort of like putting the cart before the horse.

I know that must sound overly patrician and snotty, but it's how I feel. I don't have a degree yet, I have a diploma. I haven't gotten into film school or BADA or AMDA. I don't have a Golden Globe, SAG Award, or Oscar on my dresser.

...and I really don't want to be in a large group of people who are related to me. I don't do well in those sorts of groups.
dramaturgy: (Not a rat)
...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.
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Looks like I get a new name to ring in the new year and my new self (early) with.

This is the former liz_of_mirkwood speaking, now [livejournal.com profile] midhenaer. You don't need to change your flists or anything, and if you do link to liz_of_mirkwood it will be forwarded here.

And if you want an explanation, it is a Sindarin form of my middle name, thanks to councilofelrond.com. :)

Happy New Year!

May your New Year
Be peaceful,
Be healthful,
And full of love!
dramaturgy: (Journey)
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!
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I woke up this morning, figured, "Hey, what's a better American pastime than buying votes or kicking around minorities?" and watched the Gangs of New York.

...Now, tell me again, who won against Daniel Day-Lewis? That was a fucking amazing film, I can't believe Chicago won over that.

I'm sick of being a lunatic over Joe (yeah, saw him marching in the parade today, and practically burst into tears, can you tell?). I'm just going to write a letter saying everything and letting that be that. Because we know how I feel about phones vs. the written or spoken word.

[livejournal.com profile] dmp rocks my socks so hard.

And, Americans, happy fourth! Be a patriot from the heart, not from the wallet.
dramaturgy: (A/A)
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


Dec. 31st, 2002 12:34 pm
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My mother said, "If you want to drag the kids down to the Quad Cities, you can go see The Two Towers this afternoon."

Sha. I would drag the entire Barnum and Bailey circus if it meant I would see TTT again. Yes, I am that desperate. Happy New Year if I don't see you, all. ;)
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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. :)
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My dad brought the Christmas tree in from the garage today.

Which means four things:

1. Tomorrow, I will be subjected to "family time" by putting the blasted thing up.

2. My mother will get herself tangled up in the lights, swearing up a storm.

3. My brother will drop an ornament and my mother will swear up a storm.

4. I will sneak out of the living room and to the computer to escape the madness.
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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. ^^
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Many thanks and huggles to one [livejournal.com profile] strangerface for a code. You're the bomb, sweetie. :)

And to all my fellow United Statesians...

Happy Thanksgiving!

To all my other friends not in the U.S. I wish you an extremely glorious Thursday. :)
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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.


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


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