Phew

Oh gosh, it's finally over. We're done with Poison in English. Definitely among the worst books I've ever read. We were discussing it during Calculus today (the "study skills" part, but it's really still Calculus), and I was very pleased to find that all the other people in my group also didn't like it when they had to read it (most are seniors=read it last year). I love intense book-hating discussions. :D So much to talk about.

Buuut, on a better note, I finished my amazing new background a few days ago and it is so fun to have. C8 I made a smaller version of it to put on my cave in Wajas (Opota needed a replacement anyways, since NaNo is over), and it makes me laugh every time I go into my cave~ So fun.

Turning on my computer is also lots of fun, because it's there and makes me giggle.

But fun as it is, I'm really glad the Sparradile isn't actually that small.

Part 3 (yeah, wut? Weird blog today.):

I have this commission to do. It's the picture for a single, and she gave me information for the girls she wants on there, the song so I can listen to it and 'be inspired', but didn't tell me about what she wants pose-wise. That drives me insane, holy cow. The song is weird, I'm not getting a whole lot of inspiration from it. I mean, like, seriously? Listen to it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e5U1ykDngno

I'm like, anime, hairspray, and a touch of jazz. No real... position ideas, except maybe girls putting on makeup, but that's really not what it's about. So this is all I've got so far, and I'm scared to show the sketch to the commissioner since I'm sure she's gonna be like, 'wtf does that have to do with anything? o.O' I've had a few other ideas, and right now I'm really wishing I had fleshed them out instead of this (sorry guys, no clothes yet, but it's not going to kill your testimony, I promise). I'm thinking it needs an action-y look, which this doesn't have, but I'm... not knowing what sort of action to do.

Help? x.o I don't think I've ever stressed over something so much, but turning anime to realism and doing so without strict instructions (I always work better under those xP) is just hard for me.

It is now officially Winter.

The first good snowfall of the end of 2009 has now announced the beginning of winter. No, datewise it has not occurred, but by definition it is here. That freezing cold autumn is gone, in the dust like it's crumbly brown leaves, and winter has brought its cloudy arms and snowy slopes to buoy us up again.

Yay~

It means I can sing the Snow Song again. I sang it all the way to school today, and all the way home, and while sitting at my computer and feeding the horses and whenever else I felt like it. I love that song. It's about loving snow, and I do so much <3

Listen, because it is amazing.
http://www.groovelily.com/store/songs/snow-song-its-coming-down/

And you can disregard the talking at the end; this is a recording of a live performance, and it is from a musical about New Years Eve, not that you aren't free to have a holiday mood. But if you recognize the voice at the end (if you watch TV, you ought to), I'll give you a little bag of M&M's. (C'mon Madison xD)



Also, this:
http://www.alfred.com/Products/Striking-12-Vocal-Selections--00-33475.aspx

I have been waiting, begging, wishing, and dreaming for so long of the day that Groovelily releases sheet music. Here it is. I'm getting it. And I'll play every song in there and drive my family and friends crazy and enjoy every moment of it. :D

No, I'm writting

Lately I've seen loads of people spelling 'writing' as 'writting'.

This makes even less sense to me than people spelling 'lose' as 'loose' (which I've already ranted about, though not here... xP). I mean... really? Don't you know the rule of vowels? They're only long if there's only one consenant between the two of them.

Yet I've seen people on Wajas trying to hire 'writters', people asking for this 'writting' on their tag, kids in Honors English classes writing about how they dream of being 'writters' when they grow up, and so on.

Good luck with that, when you can't even spell the name of your hopeful occupation. I can spell paleontologist, and that's a heck of a lot more complicated. You're taking away an 'e' and adding an 'ing' to 'write', and that's adding 'paleo' to 'ologist', where the 't' in the middle comes from I don't even know, but it's there.

Yeah... I don't even know. Although I lot of the people I see saying 'writting' also have writing full of 'plz, mcuh, or i', I've seen plenty who seem like perfectly able writers until they start repeatedly throwing that extra 't' in.

Stop being stupid. -.-

~~~

This, on the other hand, made my day, despite the errors:

"how annoying is it that the vast majority of a certain group of people who deny the existence of a certain universal being seem to think that it's perfectly logical to prove a universal negative?

example of a universal negative:There is no such thing as Santa Claus.

You can't prove this to be true, unless you have an immediate knowledge of ever crack and corner of the entire universe, and can see no Santa Claus there. aka, are omnipresent, aka are God.

so why in the WORLD do these people, whom I might add consider themselves to be supremely logical, execute this logical blunder with such blatant assumption of correctness"
~Within My Grasp (Wajas user)

Warmth :0

A little while ago we got a whole three-horse trailer load-full of firewood. The last few days we've been busily splitting it and stacking it against our house and in the dog run (there's a lot of it, lol).

And with it snowing, my dad took some and lit a fire in the furnace and the house is so warm. I think it's totally amazing that that tiny furnace in the living room can warm the entire house. Being the in half frozen state I am right now (just got back from a ride on the horses), I think I'd rather squeeze myself into Aven's 85 degree tank, but I don't think that's happening. xD I wouldn't like it after about three minutes too anways, I hate being hot.

But this warmth... it's really nice. <3

/filler blog

Aven the Hungry

Warning: Picture heavy, and they're all of my snake. If you don't like 'em, ignore this entry. :P

Aven is not a particularly photogenic snake (when he's paying attention to the fact that I'm taking pics of him, he has a magical ability to make them all fuzzy, at any rate), but when he's eating, he's much too distracted to turn on his magic.

So yesterday I fed him a mouse and got some pretty neat pictures. ;) But we'll start with a couple of his fuzzified pics just so you can see how adept he is.


What is this thing you're aiming at me?

Aven finds elbows very funny since they're not near as flexible as him. :c

See his extreme lack of teeth? Actually he has plenty, but they're so small you can't see them. Random fact of the day: Corn snakes are back-fanged; their fangs are at the back of their mouth. They're much better for holding on to things, but not so good for the initial bite.

I think it's amazing how much their skin can expand when they eat. .o.

Aven is a master of impressions, look at those mouse-foot mandibles he's got going!

Now he's a Narwhal. ;)

Where'd the mouse go? D:

Soo... there you go. Aven's funny to watch eat since he finds every lump and jutting part he could and gets caught on it... eating this mouse took him about 20 minutes. He's silly when he starts eating too, since he always tries to eat from the middle first, then tries a back foot... yesterday he had some sort of obsession with the mouse's front paw and dragged him around by that for a few minutes. xD Eventually he did find the head though, lol

Oh Printer, I loathe thee.

Although I've been having a lot of fun playing with Aven (I'll write a blog about him soon as I've got some good pictures to go with it) all weekend, Sunday night had come and it was time to rush through the last few problems of my math homework. After finishing it, I went upstairs to print out the answers so I could grade it, since we're expected to have this done prior to turning it in (and so I can correct everything and learn stuff if I got something wrong... :0 so nice).

Most of my friends already know that I hate my printer, mostly because if I leave it on then it loves to make random loud noises, and if I try to turn it off when the computer is off, it turns the computer back on, not to mention it's only black and white rather than having color ink. Half the time I try to print things it gives me random sheets of paper with one line of smiley faces or with some sort of manual-looking thing on it.

It's extremely irritating, to say the least.

So, anyways, I turn on the printer and tell the computer to print out my answer sheets. But today there was another obstacle I hadn't suspected- someone had left a mound of junk sitting on top of the printer, right where the paper comes out again. I probably don't have to mention that this made the printer get a paper jam.

This printer has paper jams all the time, mostly because of me making it stop printing off it's dumb manuals and smiley faces without letting it finish doing so, but obviously that wasn't the problem today. I pulled out the sheet that had gotten crushed against the junk (after moving it, of course), but that didn't fix the jam. There was another one still inside the printer since this one obviously can't figure out that when there's still one paper being printed, it shouldn't go and pull up another one.

So I fiddled around for a while, trying to figure out how to get this paper that was caught in the depths of my printer out, and basically dismantled the whole outside of the thing in the process. This didn't get me far though, since I only took off the front and top of it, and eventually I Googled how to get a paper jam out of my printer. (Thank heavens for Google! xD)

It showed me how to pop off the back of the printer and that made everything much easier. I ripped the paper a bit pulling it out, but it being halfway printed on and rather crinkled, that didn't really matter.

So, thinking everything's fixed, I tell it to print again.

Out come the smiley faces and manuals.

I press the Cancel button, turn it off, unplug it from the computer, plug it back in, and tell it to print. First come smiley faces, so I press cancel. But it doesn't stop printing, it just starts printing out the answers.

Well, I'm good with that.

Until it finishes and starts printing out more copies of them. I press Cancel, and it starts giving me manuals. But I've got what I need now, so I hit Cancel and turn it off, and the printer (not surprisingly) jams again. Luckily this one is much easier to fix, and finally I'm on my way.

But seriously?

I want a new printer. :c

I actually get this! 8D

This is going to be a rave sort of entry rather than my usual grumpy complaining. :0 Pay attention, because it’s out of the norm. For me, at least.

Normally when it comes to math I’m an utter failure. I think it’s a really neat subject and I wish I got it, and I do work hard at getting it, but I just don’t. When I have a good teacher I do a little better, but good math teachers? They’re in extremely short supply. I’ve had two in my entire school career. My current one is not among them (although I do like him ‘cause he smiles at me when I come to class and it gives me hope xD).

But lately we’ve been doing derivatives, and I actually get it. *gasp* For once I’m not the stupid one in my study group always asking, “Repeat that to me again? What the heck are you talking about? That doesn’t make any sense at all. Can you just give me the answer so we can move on? DDDx” <-(yes dearies, that’s an emote for showing frustration. I’ve had to explain it too many times. Extra D’s are extra aggravation towards a subject). Instead, they’re all asking me. :0 I sit there and whiz through the problems (well, comparatively, since even though I get them they’re still extremely slow to work) and then they’re all like, “Hey Mary, how do you do this one?” and I can explain it and make sense. Not only that, I explain it, make sense, and they learn from me. Math.

Yes.

I feel so almighty and intelligent.



The other half of this amazing rave entry is that today we went to the hardware store because my mom had to return some screws that were the wrong length, but she forgot the receipt so they needed her ID, which she also didn’t bring (don’t worry, my dad was driving so there was a licensed person getting us down there). My dad had just dropped us off and by then was hidden in the depths of Walmart, finding snacks for him and the boys to eat during Priesthood session.

And lo and behold, my driver’s license was in my pocket! So I whipped that out all dramatic-like and got to sign for the return and all that stuff. Made me feel all special and prepared inside.



But good things can never last, so I have a bit of a rant to throw in too. ‘Cause seriously, if you’re going to be so boorish as to catcall, do it from a respectable vehicle (i.e. manly trucks), not a bike that it looks like you stole from a 6-year-old. You already look dumb when you start shouting things at me, but from a little kid’s bike? No.