a_leprechaun: (emily goggles comic-style)
Oh Sweet Jeebus on a Bicycle.

So Barak Obama went to a Muslim school for a few years, which means he MIGHT BE A TERRORIST ZOMG. This is what Fox News and Insight magazine have reported. The smear isn't what makes me angry, since it's easily dismissed as hooey by anyone with half a brain--nor does the implication that Hillary Clinton's team started the rumor, since in the brutal game of politics no source is certain.

It's the idea that the people who start these rumors, and the people who buy into them, assume in their politicians the most simplistic line of logic and deny them any right to be human. X went to a Muslim school = X is a Muslim = X is a RADICAL Muslim. But how many people went to religion-based schools as children? How many later redacted on the faith that was shoved in their faces every day?

And this is the part that very nearly made me laugh out loud:

Mr. Obama attends services at Trinity United Church of Christ in Chicago’s South Side. However, he is not known to be a regular parishioner.

Oh Noes!!! You mean he doesn't go to Church every Sunday like a good little Christian boy? That proves it! Your logic is flawless!!

Gahd. Pundits really do think the entirety of American people have an IQ of 2.
a_leprechaun: (shades of grey ("henry gale"))
Guess what toniiiiiight iiiiis?

Which Lost Character Are You?

You are Locke. A mystery within a mystery. You're a fountain of backgammon trivia and an expert with knives. You might like pina coladas and definitely like getting caught in the rain. You prefer keeping to yourself mostly, but you'll tell your secrets to the right person. Are you evil? Your accompanying soundtrack sure is sinister.
Take this quiz!

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*does a dance*

This is the first year I've actually paid attention to when regular-season-type television was starting. All the other shows I've ever been way into have either had way erratic seasons ("Monk") or been on HBO ("Carnivale"). Or have been the Daily Show.

Also, 10th season of South Park. Ohhellyes.

Funny quotage from Television Without Pity about Battlestar Galactica (no spoilers):

Baltar has been summoned to Roslin's office. . .She welcomes him and offers him tea in such a frightening way that I expect to see a human finger bobbing around inside it. "Hot cup of airlock, bitch?"


Also, in case anyone out there actually does watch Battlestar Galactica, I have thoughts about something I watched recently. ([livejournal.com profile] herod_the_nut, this has to do with an ep you haven't seen yet).

Cut for Season 2 spoilers )

Now time to go do homeworks sos they can be finished and [livejournal.com profile] herod_the_nut can come over. Fwee!
a_leprechaun: (Default)
Whenever I happen to mention that "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" is my favorite Disney movie, I usually receive the same category of response: people wrinkle their noses, tilt their head to one side, and say things like, "I didn't like Hunchback so much", or, "I never saw that one". And then they go on talking about the glories of Aladdin or The Little Mermaid*.

I've never taken the chance to extoll the virtues of Disney's '96 animated feature, so I'm going to do it here and now.

This was back in the day when I would rush to get the soundtrack of Disney's summer movie (still on cassettes, back then!) as soon as I could, and have all the lyrics memorized by the time the film came out. The music for "Hunchback" was unlike anything I'd ever heard. The ghostly chanting at the beginning of “The Bells of Notre Dame” still sends chills up my spine (I think I actually sang my first High C while singing along with the end of that song). It was the first soundtrack where I even liked listening to the instrumentals! In fact, I think the music itself is a HUGE part of why this one stands out so for me, if only because music has such an effect on me in general. The grandeur of Bells, the sweeping, desirous melody of Out There, the honest and chilling emotion of Heaven’s Light/Hellfire, the demonic glee of The Court of Miracles... I could go on, but I don't want to get too crazy with the YouSendIt. ;)

Then I saw the movie itself. It was beautiful. It was funny. It was emotional. It had an unusual hero. It had things in it I couldn’t understand at that age, which only added to the mystique. And it was scary, in a very real way. Of course I adored Clopin, the colorful gypsy king, and wanted to be just like him. I would dance around my Mom singing “The Court of Miracles”--“dang” became a catchphrase of mine because of that song (”You know that’s a substitute for a bad word,” said Mom). I remember bragging to an elementary school classmate that I'd seen the movie 10 times in theaters. I have no idea if I actually did (I doubt it, since my Mom has been known to gawk at my seeing a movie twice).

Probably the reason I still am in love with the film and the story is because I've re-discovered it in so many ways. I started trying to read the Victor Hugo novel in 5th grade, but didn't get past the first page because of vocabulary issues. In high school I finally went back and achieved this (then-)gargantuan task, becoming familiar with the character of Gringoire--the character of Clopin in the Disney movie is sort of the love-child of Gringoire and the original Clopin. My high school French teacher introduced me to the musical, which started a whole new love affair. And then I went to France and HOO-boy, actually got to sit in the grand cathedral itself. For a whole 15 minutes, but it was worth it. Should I ever return, I plan to find a way up into the towers and search out the place where Victor Hugo saw the word "FATE" carved into the stone, and it inspired him to write. It may not be there anymore, but a girl can dream.

Yknow... I'd like to hear other peoples' rants on why their favorite is their favorite, even if it is Aladdin (teehee). I think I shall memefy this.

What is your favorite animated Disney movie? What made you love it, and why do you still?

I could include non-Disney flicks in there too, but then we're getting into "Thief and the Cobbler" territory for me (or maybe "The Road to El Dorado" or “Cats Don’t Dance”), which is/are a whole different spiel(s).

And the first person to say Anastasia is a Disney movie gets bitch-smacked by the God of Animation Purism.


*I am NOT bashing either film, only using them as examples of what peoples' favorites usually are.

P.S. I knew that as soon as I mentioned the frequency of my posts this month, the next one would be at least 3 days hence. Go me and my predictability.

P.P.S. A quote I just remembered from over Winter Break:
DAD: So when did the Wise Men finally get there?
MOM: On the 6th of January.
ME: Ah! On the Feast of Fools!
MOM: Oh, would you quit it?
a_leprechaun: (wtf? (bonkers))
So how long has it been since I railed against ignorance?
Pretty long, which either means I've been lucky enough to avoid morons for a while, or I'm building up a tolerance.

mysticwicks.com. Advertised as "pagan" forums, but really we talk about anything and everything there. One member made a post about a wedding he's somehow involved in, and how it's causing him a lot of stress. Most people respond with supportive-hug-type messages, telling him to hang in there. Then this one gal chimes in:

wedding suck. I hate even being invited to one. Im sorry if im a grouch, but I dont give newley weds more than 4 years before they will split.

Excuse me??
Leave your cynical blanket statements for... well, just leave 'em. Meanwhile I'll be over here with my parents who've been married 30 years and still love each other.
In short: FUCK YOU.

(I responded with a "...you can't be serious", which is more than I usually do when people do things like this. For whatever reason, it REALLY ticked me off.)
a_leprechaun: (emily mystery)
We are all of us entitled to a nervous breakdown every now and again. A stressful day on top of a stressful week on top of a hundred little things gone wrong that individually are insignificant, but together seem like disaster, on top of one Last Straw. That's when you start pacing over the grass and gripping the hell out of whatever you happen to have in your hand, and then out of nowhere you're weeping under a lamppost.

It can only go uphill from here. I just hope I didn't scare my roommate too much.
a_leprechaun: (the fool)
So I busted my ass on the 15-minute walk to campus to make it on time for 10 AM Japanese, and the Classroom. Is. EMPTY.

HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE. It's a Monday-Friday class!!

And I'm more than fairly sure Satoo-sensei didn't say ANYTHING about meeting somewhere else today.


::is feeling all kinds of scatterbrained this week::

EDIT: Sooooo, I went to the wrong classroom.

Apparently we're in a different classroom than the normal one all this week, which is clearly written on the class schedule excpet I just figured we'd be the same place all quarter, so I didn't think to check until about ten minutes till class was over.

a_leprechaun: (bros grimm mirror)
Good gravy, but my mood is just... WEIRD tonight. The only way I can describe it is, I'm bored, but anything--anything I can think of to do seems entirely unsatisfactory. It's just one of Those Moods.

For the moment, I'm blaming it on The Brothers Grimm soundtrack. You know music is effective when you're listening to it in broad daylight, in a lit room, with someone else present, and you still get freaked out (or sucked in, engaged, whatever. but "freaked out" here, because that music is fucking scary. especially "The Forest Comes to Life"... *shudder*).

Well hey, cause I'm in a Random Mood, you guys get to hear it.

The Forest Comes to Life // 'The Brothers Grimm'

Only reason I got the darn CD was to curb my obsession with the film, since there's no novelization and I sure don't know when I'm gonna get to see it again. And it is pretty good music.

I used to think something had to be wrong with me, but I'll settle for just being slightly insane.

After all, we're all mad here.

P.S. Ok, I put my iTunes on shuffle and it went to that song. WHY does the Universe (or at least iTunes) want me scared out of my wits?
a_leprechaun: (neat & prim)
(Hopefully I can get this out of my system, at least for a while. Can't quite say why it pisses me off so much, but there it is.)

Dear John Mayer,

Let me just preface this by saying, I think you are a great musician and a pretty clever songwriter. I think you have an interesting voice and your music is catchy. "My Stupid Mouth" was one of my Top 25 Most Played songs on my iTunes in the past year. In fact, it's actually because I like you on these many levels that it bugs me I can't stand to listen to some of your music without wanting to cry or hit something: two songs in particular.

First off, let's discuss the first song of yours to hit the radio waves: the one that states "I just found out there's no such thing as the real world". Now, I can perfectly understand the message you're trying to send here. People ought to think for themselves and not just go along with what everyone says they're supposed to be doing. Bravo. Very good intentions. Why, then, did you feel the need to come off so pretentious and holier-than-thou in sending this message? "They read all the books but they can't find the answers"? Is education worthless to you? And what about the last verse? "I just can't wait till my ten-year reunion. . .When I stand on these tables before you, you will know what all this time was for." Oooh, so all this is meant to show those stiffs from high school how much better you are than them. I see. Well done on coming off like a whiny brat. Why not just live your life and forget about them? Honestly, they're not worth it.

Now for the second one. The one that says in its chorus, "Fathers be good to your daughters". Again, a very well-meaning song by all first impressions. Of course anyone raising a daughter (or a son, I might add) should make every effort to be "good" to them. I'm with you on that. It's just the bridge that makes me want to run screaming from the room. "Boys you can break, you find out how much they can take. Boys will be strong." Excuse me, but what the fuck is that supposed to mean? To me it sounds as if you're saying we should be all cushy and lovely to our daughters, but pff, fuck the sons, they can take care of themselves. This offends me on so many levels I can barely describe it. Boys can be hurt just as much as girls, and girls DO NOT benefit from being sheltered and cushioned and protected their whole lives. Boys are just better at hiding their hurt because it's tabboo for them to cry. Thanks for proving to me how shallow you really are.

The very worst part of it is, I end up with these songs stuck in my head because they're SO GODDAMN CATCHY.

No love right now,

a_leprechaun: (Default)
It's always made me a little frustrated when people can't figure out happiness for themselves.
And then I feel bad about being angry.
I mean, it's not their fault.

But that doesn't change the fact that I haven't got a clue what to say.
I've always figured the happiness was right there, you know?

I've always figured people whould be able to see it for themselves.

I don't know how to show it with words, because I've never really had to search for it.
a_leprechaun: (emily_dragon)
...is that he gets me thinking.

I just turned on HBO and his Mr. Rock's new special was on. I watched it from, I would guess, the halfway point up to the end.

Luckily I was home alone at the time, so I could shout out my support as loud as I wanted whenever he said something I agreed with. Like the fact that too many people are so set in their political stance, they'll decide their opinion on an issue before they even know what the issue is. "Republicans are idiots, Democrats are idiots, conservatives are idiots, liberals are idiots. Just be a f**kin' person! Hear an issue and then decide what you think about it!" I liked that.

And then, as most comics do, he got into the subject of relationships and marriage. And that's when the wheels in my brain started turning. Because the things he brought up were actually something I've been thinking about for a long time.

In American society (and probably most of the civilized world), there is this idea, this cliche that's been around for God knows how long in terms of relationships and marriage. It is the cliche that the husband is the fun-loving, easy-going one- and that the woman is down-to-earth, controlling, and overly sensitive. The guy can try to do whatever the heck he wants, but at the end of the day the woman makes all the decisions. A guy can't dare to ever say or do anything that might hurt a woman, because then the woman's feelings are hurt. The guy is the slave to the woman.

And there is nothing that scares me more at this stage in my life than the idea that I might end up like that.

Why is it the woman who always sets the rules? Why is it the woman who always is saying 'no'? Why does the woman have to be the one who ruins the man's fun and doesn't let him do anything he wants? Are there any healthy relationships, any decent, happy relationships, in which the male is not the complete subservient to the female?

Hey, here's a radical idea- if I ever get married, I want me and my husband-to-be to be on the SAME LEVEL. If he does things that make me happy, I should do just the same for him. I should not get so worked up when he ribs at me or makes some off-the-cuff comment intended as a joke, and I should feel free to make such comments right back at him. I should be able to not be the pack-rat wife that buys three sets of guest towels and a thousand candles we'll never use and a frickin' extra toilet seat.

Even in my family, though there is a sense of cooperation, my Dad has always been the more fun-loving one and my Mom the more sensitive. And that's fine with me because it appears to be working for them (has for over 30 years, at least). But I don't think it's what I want.

I remember one day Mom & I were in the car driving somewhere, and she made some comment about my growing up. In response I said, "Nah, I'll always be a kid at heart."

"Well," said Mom, "You are your father's daughter."

And that was a comfort to me.

Sheepage )
a_leprechaun: (emily_dragon)
A conversation that took place between my mother and I in the car, as an Evanescence song I had never heard before came on the radio...

MOM: Did you hear what I said about listening to the State of the Union?
ME: Oh. You mean now?
MOM: Yes.
ME: Do I really have to listen to him?
MOM: Well, he's our President. What would be so bad about that?
ME: I'd have to listen to him.
MOM: But he's our President.
ME: But he's an idiot.
MOM: He says things that affect our lives.
ME: Or..... I could listen to a beautiful song and have it affect my life.

Eventually she convinced me to change the channel since I could always hear the song later. :-p
*sigh* Even now I'm still listening to it, of my own free will, because I figure I might as well... I'll be voting soon after all.
It amazes and disgusts me how Bush acts as if America is the some kind of global savior. What he's doing is not saving (though I will omit the capture of Saddam Hussein from that statement), what he's doing is being the big bully on the playground, making sure nobody else has any toys except him. I can't imagine what it must be like to be a soldier, sitting somewhere in the Middle East and listening to this. I can't imagine that a great many of them want to be there.

Another thing I think Bush is?

George Bush is Ebeneezer Scrooge.

After a bit of his America-praising... about how our job is to "protect the security of the American people"... I immediately thought of Marley's outburst at Scrooge's proclamation that he was "always a good businessman":

"Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business: charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence were all my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business!"

Our job is not the protection of AMERICAN people. To say that makes us sound like we're huddling in our own little proverbial hole in the ground, proclaiming that we are the only ones worthy of survival. Bush and his appointees claim that this war is for the world, but in the end, it's only about protecting our own interests.

It comes down to this: I want Bush out; I want a Democrat in. Kerry in the Best Case Scenario. Dean in the Second Best. Either way, I don't want this guy in the White House any more.
a_leprechaun: (Default)
(NOTE: This is after a few people complained about "imbeciles" coming into the PUBLIC ROOM and bothering them... I had just entered the room and had barely said two words yet.)
Me: well..... if you don't want to be bothered, you could always make a private room
Moron: Hey, why don't you make a PR and take your fangirls with you?
Me: excuse me?
Moron: I do not recall making a mistake in that sentence.
Moron: Read it again.
Me: when have I ever done anything to offend you?
Moron: You came in here.
Moron: You were born.
Me: It's a public room last I checked.
Moron: It is not public.
Moron: This is the regular LOTR chat.
Moron: That I made.
Moron: NOT you, not anyone else here.
Moron: But ME.
Moron: You crack baby.
Me: I see. So entering this room whose entrence is clearly available to all is somehow an offense to its creator.
Moron: Yes there is.
Me: My apologies

At that point I just left. I should have TOSed him for harassment, but I was too temporarily enraged. >:(

EDIT: He has been TOSed. I feel a lot better now. >:)
Oh, and by the way, it seems as though every room he enters gets emptied out pretty quickly. Probably just some jerk going around harassing people for the "fun" of it...


Nov. 12th, 2003 11:17 pm
a_leprechaun: (Default)
Hmmm... )

Well well, another late rehersal. Think I'll go collapse.

In a moment.

One word, however, of clarification (and if you don't get what I'm talking about, it doesn't concern you): When I say I "am" a certain character or thing, that does not mean I think myself to be physically alike to them or even follow the same practices or hobbies. It means I see character traits in that person or thing's personality, traits I admire and probably have been trying to make more prominent in my personality for some time.

It's partly my fault. Perhaps I have finally learned that people do not always come to a conversation from the same direction.

Just to clarify.

Good night.
a_leprechaun: (pip_believe)
Reason #52 my Dad r0x: He likes Bowling For Soup too, despite the explicit lyrics and sex references :-)

But on a completely different topic... )
a_leprechaun: (pip_believe)
How can Economix be such a blah class, and they give us this huge project to do for it? IT AIN'T RIGHT I TELLS YA!

\/\/|-|03\/3r j00 4r3, j00 r0x0r.
a_leprechaun: (pip_believe)
NAF (Nyack Anime Freaks) is going to r0x0r +0 |)4 |\/|4x this year (and you know I'm serious when I'm speaking 1337!!!)... Many freshmen recruits, and Meredith has agreed to take on some leadership duties. So I know there's at least ONE person willing to carry on the club after I'm gone (but we don't have to worry about that for a while!)

Noises Off will also r0x0r, but only if we put a lot of work into it. I have no worries about the set- Joe is a fantastico set deisgner. I worry only about the acting challenge. But we will TRIUMPH!! :-D And what musical should we do this year...? Hmm, decisions, decisions...

I wanna know what everyone has against Brigadoon. Granted I don't know much about the show, but c'mon people, it's a SCOTTISH FANTASY MUSICAL! What more could you want? ^_^

Vent, Vent, Vent )

My Bad Day

Mar. 24th, 2003 03:48 pm
a_leprechaun: (Default)
I won't fill up your Friends pages with my ravings, but anyone who cares can click below:

Read more... )

::goes off to hide under her rock::


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