...that one can get zits on his earlobe. Good to know, though, since I was all worried it was EAR CANCER or something. Well, I got through my birthday with less freaking out than I had anticipated, though one of my friends took to heart the forecast I had made that I would curl up into a fetal position and be all catatonic and stuff. Halloween is fast approaching and no feasible ideas have presented themselves, so I might not participate this year. I would like to be this, but I am not crafty en
It's at times like this, when I've got a chemistry lab report, a script draft for drama, four pages of Spanish homework, two college application essays, and various smaller answers and thank you notes to write, all before week's end, not to mention two jobs and a play to be getting on with, that I am reminded of a quote I committed to memory while having nothing better to do during the SAT than read all the quotes on the wall of the classroom I was in.
The mind that is not baffled is not empl
I'm too tired to think of anything original to put here, so I'm just going to copy and paste something and call it a night!
Actually, I ostensibly have homework that I should be doing. I like that word. Ostensibly. Oh, and I accidentally the whole State Supreme Court today. Chemistry was cancelled because of them, so yay.
And you can tell he's evil because he has a single glove and also a gun that fires forks. This was stuck together in like twenty minutes from recently disassembled MOCs and also bits from Metus and BrickCon. Bonus points if you can name all the MOCs who died so that Evil Metus could live.
If Evil Metus could grow facial hair, he wouldn't have a chin under his beard. He'd have another fist.
Actually has nothing to do with this November, which is why I'm posting it.
As he did almost every morning, Lukas Goldman awoke to the sensation of his head falling through the space where his pillow had been a second before.
The United Worlds Corporation recognized that pillows were necessary for a good night's sleep for many species. They also recognized that, as far as blocking light and sound at optimal shipboard intensities was concerned, there was nothing better than a pillow made wi
I've gotten into a delightful little farce at the community theater titled The Matchmaker, by Thornton Wilder. I play young Barnaby Tucker, and among other things, I get to help explode some tomatoes, hide under a table, and disguise myself as a girl. Of course, this means November will be even crazier than it was going to have been, but what's life without three plays, two jobs, a novel, college, and an attempt at a social life to drive me mad? 8D
So I have like a metric bunchload of stuff needing to be taken apart and sorted, and that's without all the MOCs I plan to scrap and on top of homework and work and other things that need to be done. Gah. On the plus side, this is now Foreigner night.
Speaking of Foreigner, I played Rock Band for the first time last night. It was fun. I got the hang of the guitar in about three songs, then went on to take the mike, sing Gump (to the track for Lump) Flirting with Disaster, and Ballroom Blitz,
It explains so much! Also, I picked up a book titled "The Myth of the American Superhero" from a library today. Basically, it seems to contend that superheroes and similar figures are fascists who take the law into their own hands when democratic institutions fail and that the heroic mythicism prevalent in popular stories is an entirely too simplistic resolution of complex political and theological issues. With chapter titles like "Fascist Faith in the Star Wars Universe" and "The Cultural Supre
Sleep deprivation causes altered states of awareness! I know this because I'm still quite capable of holding a semi-coherent conversation and walking around when I would normally be passed out due to sleep deprivation or else only able to communicate via groaning and grunting noises or maybe both. It is possible that the GIANT BURRITO I had for dinner may have something to do with this. We've already got more BZPers logged in the guestbook today than we did all last con, and more MOCs too, but l
Does anyone remember seeing electrical outlets or wireless ports at the Exhibition Hall last year? I'd rather like to blog and upload pics straight from the 'Con.
I've all my Lego stuff packed and ready to go, and I just need to pack lesser items (such as clothing and toiletries), finish this last bit of chemistry homework and also an Astral Bunneh Orb, try to go to sleep, get through Spanish class tomorrow, swing by my house to grab all that stuff, then I'm off!
Also, copypasta to hopeful
I got shanghaied into being the vice president of my college's new sci-fi/fantasy* club, which is basically the now-defunct physics club under a different name and leadership. We'll be doing fun stuff like watching movies, playing geek jeopardy, and possibly having a book club if we can get enough people who (gasp) read for fun.
I'm started to get really excited for BrickCon. It'll be awesome in so many ways. Hopefully I can make it to the Lego Store this year.
Also, should I get a Twitter
Today I went to Wal-Mart hoping to buy a couple Squidman Escapes for BrickCon. I had grabbed the sets and was checking out when the cashier remarked on the sets' price. One. Dollar. Each. I finished checkout, ran out to my car, and then went back in by another way and bought the remaining sets. So now I have five Squidmen for what would ordinarily have bought me one. Yay!
The one nasty bit of my college experience so far this year has been my chemistry class, which I was somehow enrolled in without even knowing about the prerequisites I've blatantly failed to fulfill. Parts of it seem straightforward, and I start thinking "I can do this," but then something comes up that causes me to eat my hat in terror. Well, that's not what happens, but it's like a metaphor or analogy or Hitchhhiker's reference or something. I'm tired. So anyway, I was doing this quiz that's s
That whole sidebar has these dancing lock things superimposed on it. Has this happened to anyone else? Am I going mad?
Bumpedit: Isolated it and killed with AdBlock.
So why not vote...for meeeeeee! *gollum*
Also, related picture is related.
Alsoalso, yay college. Fun classes are fun. :3
Alsoalsoalso, Tartuffe is a scoundrel and a cad. And other things which are probably censored.
It occurs to me that I should have made it clearer that this is a Binkmeister MOC. Oh well. I expect the final poll to be full of Piyufii anyway. And a Ninjo or two.
I'm going to break 1000 before the night is out. It's strangely addictive. O.o
Oh, I posted another MOC. It's in the BBC for the few poor souls who've not yet seen it.
Also addicted to Katy Perry lalalalala--SLEEP DEPRIVED MADNESS.
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