Chwistmas and Pokemon

Happy post-Christmas everyone!

I've been busy with the Sister and parents and Pokemon, because I got Pokemon Y and it's very important that I defeat Team Flare and save Kalos and then CATCH'EM ALL.

I am not done with the 1D album posts, imagine that. I'll for sure finish them by August. For sure.

I fell asleep while at the Pinnacle Bank Arena for the Nebraska Women's Basketball game today. Multiple times I fell asleep. We were so far ahead, and I was so tired, and the noise just all blurs together at a certain point. I even commented on how it was "super exciting" randomly and then just fell back asleep. We left at half-time.

Why are Thor and Zeus both gods of lightening, but Zeus is the head god while Thor is Odin's son, hence his last name, Odinson. Like, Zeus' role basically belongs to Odin, and Hades is sort of like the Loki in that he is family that goes all jealous and evil, but Thor is not Poseidon, Thor is Zeus. What the hell Greeks and Norse people. Get your god trios straight. I spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about Greek gods in different contexts.

Hey hey, I watched the Doctor Who Christmas right? I did that. Only teared up twice. I don't want to analyze it because I enjoyed it and I'm afraid that if I think about it too hard or read someone else's critique I won't like it as much. Things were tied up, things happened, Matt is a wonderful actor, ta da, episode enjoyed. I am wondering though, since things were all tied up, does that mean that we're not still wondering who gave Clara his number in the first place?

Nintendo asked me what level of video game expertise I possessed when registering my new 3DS, what does that even mean. I said intermediate because I watch all the games and play like, Pokemon and Mario. We hardly ever kill people in surgery anymore also, so I'd say I was intermediate at that game too.

Ok, happy Monday, I'll hopefully hear from everyone who is going to read this soon, because I miss y'all. If you're reading this in the far future and are like, huh, I haven't talked to her in over a day, do it. Not like, straight up calling me, but a reasonable communication method.

'Story of My Life' Commentary

Verse 1 - Harry
Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain, first I was like WHOA Harry, your voice is different, but then I realised I was just listening to Up All Night where he was a legit baby
I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days. a little morose

[Liam]
She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones,
It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone. They're such drama queens

Pre-chorus - Zayn
And I'll be gone gone tonight That VOICE ok
The ground beneath my feet is open wide
The way that I been holdin' on too tight
With nothing in between

Chorus - Harry
The story of my life I take her home
I drive all night to keep her warm and time…
Is frozen (the story of, the story of) Love the chanting thing and the drums, gives a good feel

[All]
The story of my life I give her hope
I spend her love until she's broke inside
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)

Verse 2 - Niall
Written on these walls are the colours that I can't change
Leave my heart open but it stays right here in its cage

[Liam]
I know that in the morning now, I'll see us in the light upon a hill I know he means the girl, but I see this as him singing to Niall, seeing how they shared this verse
Although I am broken my heart is untamed stillx

Pre-chorus - Louis
And I'll be gone gone tonight
The fire beneath my feet is burning bright
The way that I been holdin' on so tight
With nothing in between

Chorus - Harry
The story of my life I take her home
I drive all night to keep her warm and time…
Is frozen (the story of, the story of) Also, go see Frozen, people, it's a good movie.

[All]
The story of my life I give her hope
I spend her love until she's broke inside
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)

Bridge - Zayn
And I been waiting for this time to come around
But baby running after you is like chasing the clouds What range this boy has.

Middle 8 - Niall
The story of my life I take her home
I drive all night to keep her warm and time…
Is frozen

Chorus - All
The story of my life I give her hope (give her hope)
I spend her love until she's broke inside (until she's broke inside)
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
The story of my life
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)

[Harry]
The story of my life

There's a much more funny song called Story of My Life in Shrek the Musical. It was on Broadway, Sutton Foster, it was great.

These posts are long with very little writing of my own. It's weird. Sorry for the long post of words you're mostly going to skim for the bold parts.

My verse of this song would be all, All alone again, oh yay friends, we're alone, story of my life. It doesn't quite fit with the song, but hey, I'm not in One Direction so I don't have to try all that hard with the song lyrics.

'Best Song Ever' Review-ish

 I guess we're starting with track one of Midnight Memories because those are the lyrics I looked up. I like how this site tells you who is singing what part. Very important. (My commentary is bold)

(Harry-)
Maybe it's the way she walked (ow!)
Straight into my heart and stole it
Through the doors and past the guards (ow!) I don't have guards for my heart... I'm such a pleb
Just like she already owned it

(Zayn-)
I said 'Can you give it back to me?'
She said 'Never in your wildest dreams!'

I've just got to say, I love Zayn's voice. Ok, go on.

(All-)
And we danced all night to the best song ever,
We knew every line, now I can't remember
How it goes but I know that I won't forget her bro, you wrote a song about her so you wouldn't forget her, doesn't mean your memory is better now, get that checked
'Cause we danced all night to the best song ever

I think it went oh, oh, oh,
I think it went yeah, yeah, yeah,
I think it goes, oh! question: is the song they were listening to about sex?

(Harry-)
Said her name was Georgia Rose,
And her daddy was a dentist
Said I had a dirty mouth (I got a dirty mouth) this part's great because in the video female Zayn is flirting with Harry and they have CHEMISTRY man
But she kissed me like she meant it.

(Niall-)
I said 'Can I take you home with me?'
She said 'Never in your wildest dreams!' I see where people say Niall's voice isn't the best in the group, but that said, I really like it here and other places and also Niall

(All-)
And we danced all night to the best song ever,
We knew every line, now I can't remember
How it goes but I know that I won't forget her'
'Cause we danced all night to the best song ever

I think it went oh, oh, oh,
I think it went yeah, yeah, yeah,
I think it goes, oh!

(Louis-)
You know, I know, you know I'll remember you
And I know, you know, I know you'll remember me This part reminds me of the Friends episode where they're all, they don't know we know that they know, etc

(Zayn-)
You know, I know, you know I'll remember you,
And I know, you know, I hope you'll remember how we danced

(All-)
Oh, oh, oh!

(Zayn-)
How we danced!

(Harry-)
1, 2, 1, 2, 3!

(All-)
How we danced all night to the best song ever
We knew every line, now I can't remember
How it goes but I know that I won't forget her
'Cause we danced (Zayn- We danced, we danced!) all night to the best song ever
(Zayn- I think it goes something like this!) Basically I'm just always so proud of Zayn when he's all, going rogue and sounding great

(All-)
And we danced all night to the best song ever,
We knew every line, now I can't remember
How it goes but I know that I won't forget her
'Cause we danced all night to the best song ever!

I think it went oh, oh, oh,
I think it went yeah, yeah, yeah,
I think it goes, oh!

(Zayn-)
Best song ever!
It was the best song ever
It was the best song ever
It was the best song ever.

 We all knew the song before the album, great video, not many new things to say about it really.

Hey I'm Analyzing an Old One Direction Song For Fun-ish Times

Baby I, I wanna know what you think when you're alone
Is it me yeah? Are you thinking of me yeah? Oh
We've been friends now for a while
Wanna know that when you smile
Is it me yeah? Are you thinking of me yeah? Oh oh

So far this song could basically be me talking to Christine, except I don't call her Baby. Also I don't usually go, I wanna know what you think, is it me? But tbh, I've many times gotten an email or hangout and been laughing to myself like a crazy person and then realised that people can see me in public and they probably think I'm texting my boyfriend. Ha ha ha. Joke's on them.

Girl what would you do?
Would you wanna stay if I were to sayThis part makes me think they are talking to the girl, right?
I wanna be last yeah
Baby let me be your, let me be your last first kiss
I wanna be first yeah
Wanna be the first to take it all the way like this This song is more creepy than songs were when we were younger, right?
And if you only knew I wanna be last yeah
Baby let me be your last, your last first kiss

Baby tell me what to change She's not breaking up with you bro, you're clearly friends.
I'm afraid you'll run away if I tell you
What I wanted to tell you yeah
Maybe I just gotta wait
But this part makes me go, oh, they're just brainstorming out loud to their bros, not actually talking to the girl, right?
Maybe this is a mistake
I'm a fool yeah, baby I'm just a fool yeah




So that's the song. Yeah, I'm basically procrastinating on this sleep thing. Sleeping. Psh.

Also procrastinating on everything else. All I did today basically was vacuum and go to a Christmas program. I also ate food I suppose, and did some dishes. I also played Pokemon because I'm a little bit obsessed. It's like, I'm unemployed still, better catch'em all.

Hey, remember the OctoDad song? You can sing Doctor WHOOOOOO, nobody suspects a thing, etc. So that's a fun way to continue to not sleep because a song is stuck in your head.

I may actually do a song by song commentary of Midnight Memories as soon as I get it, but, well, I plan things and then I go, eh, effort, I already wrote something else today can't write another thing. Writing is hard. It's like, if I could draw the ideas would come out clearer. That makes sense...

Waiting for a Phone Call

I just called a company back that called me yesterday and they were all, can we call you back in just a sec, and I was all, of course, but now I'm all, sitting here waiting for my phone to ring. That is the most stressful, probably even for people who aren't afraid of phones.

Of course only companies in Omaha call me back, no one in Lincoln has gotten back to me but this is the second Omaha company, and again, not sure if I actually want this job, just applied. That's how I ended up turning down the last one in Omaha. Most of the Lincoln ones actually looked good, this one is just something I know I can do but the posting doesn't even say the salary. I CAN'T MAKE DECISIONS WITHOUT BEING FULLY INFORMED.

Still waiting for the phone.

What do I normally do with my hands?

I feel abandoned by Christine

I've been sending her pictures and fun stories because I am delightful, but she hasn't responded in several days.

1. She could not have Internet because they are in Germany.
2. She might be sick and unable to form coherent things to say to me.
3. What if she hates me and/or is kidnapped never to be seen again.

We worry.

This time the we is not me, it's me and Molly and Teddy.

Living with the space invaders

Teddy and Molly

These puppies are all, we want to sit by you, no we want to sit on you, no you put your legs up right, and then we'll lay on them and feel like we're hanging in mid air, no you lay down in bed and then we'll slowly creepy towards you and push you off the bed basically.

They love me.

They look like Pokemon in that picture. I'm good with it, I've been playing a lot of Pokemon with them. We have two badges already.

They're taking turns watching me

Should I feel scared or watched over in like, a protective way?

I'm eating cookie dough

Living on the edge.

I'm puppy sitting

So far the puppies have sat on me one time each.

I just, why, life

I forgot to get up this morning. I don't mean I slept in or ignored my alarm, I mean I just forgot to get up and then it was 1 and my dad was home and he was all, 'did you get a good night's sleep?' and I was all, no, actually, last night was horrible. I heard him get up and treadmill it up and go to work and then I continued to not be able to sleep well.

I don't really want to go to the party tonight. I'm sure it'll be fun once we're there and I'm with friends, and it will be good to do something not depressing.

I applied to volunteer three different places, wait listed for one and haven't heard back from the other 2. It's a sad day when I'm worried about being accepted as a volunteer. Still unemployed.

Knitting complete

Finally finished my scarf made of things I like that I started last winter. Didn't work on it when it was hot because, summer, knitting, yarn, not great combination.

So, the things in the scarf include the One Ring, Lumpy Space Princess, sheep, some TARDIS', both Slytherin and Gryffindor's symbols, tumblr, Marvel's SHIELD, dinosaurs, elephants, giraffes, music and Batman. 

CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW GOING DOWNTOWN FOR LIKE AN HOUR YESTERDAY MADE ME SUPER ANTISOCIAL AND EMOTIONALLY DRAINED TODAY. I can't  handle things. 

Also this post seems to be centered because of the picture but I post via my phone so I don't know how to fix it. 

I am a chef

I am in charge of dinner one day a week, cause see, living at home, stealing food from my parents, makes sense I have to help with some dinners. ANYWAY, I had no ideas for today so I made a recipe I found on Pinterest for braided garlic spaghetti bread. There's a bunch of cheese in there and it's great. 

So basically, winner winner garlic cheesy spaghetti bread dinner. 

Day Whatever

I forgot what day it was. Did I write yesterday? I could look on the front page of this blog, sure, but now I'm already writing so you're just going to have to deal with my confusion. Parents are coming home today anyway so it doesn't matter anymore.

I've been watching a lot of Dragnet and Animaniacs. Can't bring myself to start the new season of Perception or catch up on any of the current shows that I know I like, but Sgt. Friday and Officer Gannon are great and I want to watch this all the time. Would you believe, there's even an episode of Supernatural that I haven't seen?

I've been running around the house trying to make sure everything is done and nice for when my mom comes home. What's going to happen is I'm going to think everything is done and then she's going to ask an innocent question about something I was supposed to do but forgot about. I can see it now. Eh, I can blame everything on the fact they left me with a broken dishwasher full of dishes.

Ok ok ok, so, I have 2 NaNoWriMos started and abandoned because, hey, procrastinator, but I had a thought about one of them so I can improve and add to it, but seriously, I'll never be able to write a book in a month. November can suck it.

SHERLOCK GNOMES.

And by that I mean, 1 gnomes, and 2 the trailer for season three of Sherlock is out.

Oh oh oh you know what show is the best though? The Waltons. They have a peacock named Rover and a peahen named Ruby and they're just a great family. CHRISTINE you might like it don't even. They're all bros and they help each other out all the time.

Robin Year One: a comic book interpreted by me

This is my finished Robin Year One paper art project thing. I never had a good name for it, but It looks awesome in real life with all the layers, and it totally tells the story of their worries and Robin almost dying and it's pretty great.

I found as I was doing it that I had as much fun with the pieces I cut out as I did the parts I left in. It started small.

I mean, this guy's face is just amazing, so when I added the BLAM!s to his panel it was instantly better. Then I got more creative with the putting pieces together.

I honestly don't know, but it makes me laugh.

And then finally, I started making entire pages.

Ok so they don't all make a ton of sense

I particularly like the frame with the Darjeeling Tea

And that's how my day has been going so far, you know, once I came inside from being the outdoor person I am / am forced to be when things need painting and stuff.

Day 4

Ok so it might be 4 am or whatever but I was watching lame tv and cutting up a comic book.

Cold Case has odd songs play at the end for the sad wrap up and re-reveal of what the people looked like when the crime actually happened. Currently: Man in the Mirror.

At this point I think I've forgotten how to go to bed. You know how it gets so late that you consider being awake instead. oooo Angel is on. It's the strange time period though.

Day 3

First of all, why is my dog bugging me? I fed her hours ago and she won't go outside and I told her, the parents are coming back next week, Jeez.

I'm watching Top Gear. I meant to leave the house today and get some things done so I could cross them off my list, but I stayed home, watched some YouTube, talked to my dog, drank a bottle of wine.

Tomorrow it won't be raining so I will totally leave the house and get things done. It didn't help that I slipped on the wet steps and hurt my tailbone first thing today. Yeah, tomorrow, painting, shopping, mowing, getting shit done.

I totally did things today too though, started on the dishes in the broken dishwasher. There isn't enough room in the dish drainer for all of them so I still have some to do, but hey I have plates now.

Day 2

I'm quite upset I have to wait a whole week before shark week. Sure, yeah, there are other things to watch, but sharks man. 

also, cloudy night, not so many stars, I am disappoint

Day 1

I am out of gin. 

*edit later

When I was recycling the bottle I offered my dog some gin and laughed maniacally because she couldn't have any because it was gone.

I am not drunk I swear.

The stars are fucking lovely.

I still don't have a job

Job searching is the most depressing, and waiting after applying is the worst. Especially when, you know, I have no idea what I'm doing and what I want. Know what I'm passionate about? TV and movies and Internet culture. Know what kind of jobs are not local and I don't have qualifications for? Television, movies and Internet geekery. I've applied for some criminal justice and psychology related things that look interesting, but I feel like my qualifications are a stretch and I would only be their last resort. I'M DELIGHTFUL, YOU WANT TO HIRE ME, REALLY.

Office Depot has a glorious One Direction anti-bullying display thing. It was exciting. Christine, have you recovered?

So, Insanity, Right?

I was sitting by the lake, staring at the water thinking about how I wish I was home but it was still pretty and trying to ignore the conversation, when I was dragged into the conversation and forced to pay attention.

First of all, no, I don't want to be set up with my great uncle's friend who goes to Eastern Michigan. Being single is FINE thank you very much grandpa.

Secondly, you know how on television they show insane people looking at a normal place and then they flash to a crazy perspective of what they see as a possibility, and then it goes back to normal? Yes, that is what I saw. I saw flashes of what our dinner would look like if I said what I was thinking, turns out silence is golden for peacekeeping.

How many worse things are there than being asked about your life and genuinely not knowing the answer? What do I want in a job? What kind of thing am I looking for? The only question that matters at all is why the hell has another year gone by where I have not been at SDCC, I mean seriously, how hard is it to get to San Diego for a week?

I haven't been doing a lot of writing because I get tired of writing after all the job applications and cover letters. They're just the worst.

Here, have a picture of me meeting Caroline Manzo and her family.

And suddenly, Youtube won't let me sign in

   I've spent a lot of time recently "watching" youtube videos of LetsPlay, subsection of RoosterTeeth and amazing group of video game playing idiots. THAT's my ideal job. They get paid to play those games. Also come up with show ideas and produce and edit them and stuff, but I don't watch those because I basically only like them for their idiocy and greatness not their actual content. I've also knitted a whole bunch and recently I've been just looking at all my Likes on tumblr. Like half of them are from Band of Brothers. 10% make me sad, and then the last 40% are just funny things I don't reblog because I'm not sure my friends would find them funny. Not that that ever stops me in other endeavors, but sometimes I just don't reblog the compilation of British people touching their nose and pointing because I need to hoard it forever.

In other news, whatever it is that I'm coughing up, it's gross and I do not approve. Don't get sick, boys and girls. Also, you know you've blown your nose too much recently when a kleenex with blood in it does not surprise you.

The let's play of Minecraft makes me want to play Minecraft though. Looks cool. Probably more fun with friends though, seeing how the parts I love are when they play pranks on each other. They built a house with lava in the ceiling so that when their friend removed an odd block the house filled with lava and burnt to the ground. Another house, they set up blocks of water in the ceiling so that when they flipped a switch the house flooded and it was great. And the entire city is built on top of layers of dynamite so randomly their whole place explodes.

I get passionate about things for temporary periods of time, and apparently these guys playing video games is my current obsession. It's a bit more manageable than the Band of Brothers one was, THEY'RE JUST SUCH GREAT BROS, IT MAKES ME WANT TO CALL THEM NAMES.

Can I stay unemployed forever? That sounds great. I don't want to work, sounds responsible and stuff. Though, if I don't get the one job I've applied for I'm going to probably freak out a bit because I haven't really thought about where else I want to work. I don't even know if I WANT to work there, I just know I need a job and it's not a bad place and stuff.

I got bored of knitting today and remembered that I want to get back to writing, but also I need to write thank yous for graduation and also there are tons of books I have started or have been meaning to read. I also enjoy sleeping. There isn't enough time for all this laziness. My only excuse for now is that I mostly feel like dying because breathing is hard and everything aches. The medicine that helps me feel better tastes like horrible horrible blueberries that are trying to poison me. Why does medicine always taste like it's trying to kill you?

CAKE: I love it so much

The glare makes it hard to read, but this is MINE

So, graduation ceremony was cancelled and there was a big hullabaloo at the Hawks Center where we went to go pick up the diplomas and could take pictures by big red N signs. yay. I mean, it was extremely cold, windy and miserable out, so it was probably good we did not have graduation. We felt bad for Ben Nelson though, all ready to give a speech and no one came.

I felt my lovely dress was underused though. You could barely see it with the graduation gown on, and then when we went out to lunch it was cold there so I kept on my coat. I need to go to more fancy parties so I can wear my other new dress as well. We should have a tea party.

CHRISTINE: Lucky's half birthday is when I'm house sitting so I promised her I'd invite you for a birthday party to make up for the parents missing it. She's excited to see you.

The new Doctor Who was a good one. Written by Mark Gatiss, lovely references, good characters, smart plot, good episode. Way to be, show.

Tomorrow, as in later today

Grad. U. A. Tion.

 In my head there were more swear words mixed in there, but we're playing it cool for the interwebs.

 It'd be exciting, except it's outside in the cold and rain and it's going to be hectic and there's no assigned seating cause we're not lining up and walking in alphabetical order so I don't know who I'm going to sit by and it's going to take forever. I'm not freaking out. I wrote a note to my dad for tomorrow saying that we're going to be flexible wexible, so WE'RE GOING TO BE FLEXIBLE OKAY. I'm fine. Look at me, you can't see me, but I'm fine.

I have a really fancy dress that I like a lot so that's exciting. Have to wear a coat under my grad gown thing, but hey, flexible. Plus, coat means pockets for my phone. Boom, problem solved.

I wish graduating didn't make people talk about jobs and careers and goals and such so much. The only things I like are fictional, dammit. Even real jobs, I only like them fictionally. Literally took my grandparents 3 minutes after walking in the door to ask me what I was doing after graduation. And then I didn't know how to explain a potential job not in my degree that I might get in a few months cause it's a concept they found difficult to grasp. Either I went to college and got a job because of it or I didn't. Basically I'm a failure.

It think tigers are my favorite big cat. I mean, leopards are cool and all, but tigers, man. The white ones, I think they're Siberian, they look like they'd be badass after they got covered in blood, but also they're cute.

Demons Just Want To Have Fun

Become a demon, they said, we have more fun, they said. Of course it didn't hurt that they're immortal and have a support network that allows them to never work another day of their lives, but immortality comes with a price. All demons have to be blonde. Oh, and they lose their souls and are damned for all eternity, but mostly the blonde thing, at least in her mind.

She didn't mind the eternity thing, not yet: two years is hardly an eternity, even if she was blonde.

They hadn't told her about that, the bastards. But what did she expect from demons?

She had expected the truth. They had told her the truth about everything else: her past, her present, and presumably, her future.

The thing about demons is that they aren't who you expect them to be. They're not the cheerleaders that make your life miserable. They're not the customer service people leading you in bureaucratic circles and mocking you when they think they're on mute. They're not even your boss who makes you come in on weekends to finish projects that they won't look at for another month or two. No, demons are much smarter than all that.

The man who holds the door open for you when you are too far behind, making you run because you feel bad he has been standing there for thirty whole seconds, and then graciously bowing his head as you apologize. You will think about that moment for much too long. That's one of them.

The person that glares at you suspiciously after you smiled and waved at their child? They know you were being friendly, but now they've succeeded in making you paranoid and afraid of small children in public places.

The woman in the grocery store that tells you to go ahead of her in line because you have fewer items, but then something mysteriously is missing a tag and the price check takes longer than her transaction ever could have. That's a particularly devious demon.

 Her hobby was much simpler than all of this. She worked at various call centers over time, sometimes doing her job by the book, interrupting family dinners and afternoon naps, and sometimes breaking down crying when the person sounded particularly vulnerable to sympathy. When those calls got recorded and reviewed she got fired, but she didn't care, she just got a new job.

Of course, she could never see her family again after becoming a demon. Not that it was dangerous or anything, but they would never believe she would willingly have dyed her hair. But she didn't mind, she could still call them during family dinners and be yelled at to be taken off the call list. In many ways not much had changed.

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While not a complete short story, this was a short universe I needed to get out of my head and am now reconsidering the idea of publishing on my blog. But I'm just going to hit Publish and then I won't have to worry about it anymore. It will be your problem.