enamoured: a kitty with a frog hat on. (i has frog on hed)
I AM SO EXCITED THAT AGENT CARTER GOT PICKED UP, YOU GUYS. I want it to be September already. I wonder if it means that there will be previews of it during Comic-Con?

Speaking of conventions: I only learned last night that this weekend was Dallas Comic-Con. One day I will go to a convention. One day.

Anyway.

Last minute strokes of genius are the best. I ended up working late Thursday--like, we got out after midnight late--and I was exhausted and couldn't even think of any theme for my show on Friday. I was so tired that all I did was write a note that was basically "play whatever you want, just add the music to your folder in the morning." When I got up, I was in between doing "anything goes", which is kind of a cheat in my opinion, and "80s Day". Just when I started raking through my folders, I started thinking of a variation: why not mix 80s songs with songs by people born in the 80s? And eventually I ditched the general 80s-ness and went with "Made in the 80s", and the results can be viewed here. (follow me and send suggestions, feedback, and etc, if you'd like!)

I had a doctor's appointment on Monday. It went pretty well, and I actually feel good for asking some questions about general things that I hadn't asked about before. (ADULTING!) I did have to get some blood drawn, and I was doing fine until I happened to glance over after everything was done and I got kind of faint at the sight of the vials. Well, not faint, but really lightheaded and it felt weird. That has never happened to me before.

The other thing was that I really not happy with my weight. But I'm gonna save that for a later day, 'cause I don't want to get super-into it right now.
enamoured: my OTP is better than yours. (my otp = > than yours)
Tomorrow I'm going to do job stuff (as in, looking up and calling places), and maybe go see The Winter Soldier in IMAX. And hopefully, I will no longer feel like my allergies are trying to kill me.

This is the first day in about a WEEK that I have not wanted to have my sinuses extracted. I apparently live in a medium-high pollen area, and after years of lying dormant, my allergies have flared up in a GLORIOUS AND AMAZING WAY. Nothing like waking up in the middle of the night hacking and wheezing and coughing so hard that you actually make yourself barf.

Yeah. That happened to me at work last Saturday.

In front of a customer.

This makes the second time in my life that I can remember vomiting in public. (The other time happened in high school--I mention it VERY early on in this journal, actually. Oh God, that was in 2002.)

In non-nasty news: I have about... ten or so episodes of Scandal to catch up on if I want to watch the finale on Thursday. My mom mainlined the second season on Netflix a few weeks ago. She was about halfway done with it, but honest to God, I went to work at like two in the afternoon and when I got home at midnight, she was finished. Even more shocking: while she was gone back to Durham, apparently she discovered that my grandma--my 80-something year old grandma!--loves it too.
enamoured: a kitty with a frog hat on. (i has frog on hed)
This is a thing that happened earlier this week:




I was heating up some water so that I could make oatmeal, and I went to my room to grab my phone. When I came back, there was a glow coming from the hole, so I immediately turned everything off and looked at this hole in our microwave floor.

We still don't know what caused it. A repair man came by earlier and he tried to simulate the situation going on in the microwave when this happened, and the only thing that he could come up with was that there was some metal in there somehow. The spot got painted over today, though.

I don't even know, guys.

In the meantime, though: right now I'm watching Dracula on NBC, and holy shit, this time ten years ago, I was probably watching my high school drama department's production of Dracula. Josh (a different Josh than the one I mentioned in the story about the riot; this Josh was in the same grade as me and I had this on-off crush on him for pretty much all of high school) was in the title role, and he was such a sweet, cool guy and he was terrifying in the role. Our Van Helsing was a girl, and on opening night the curtain call was set to "Thriller". It was a highlight of that year.
enamoured: The Little Mermaid. "But who cares? No big deal. I want... more." (part of your world)
Job hunting is slowly driving me insane. As are the random goings-on of my peers. I have former classmates who are looking for jobs just like I am, but it seems like they're being obscenely leisurely about it, versus my up and down between die-hard ruthlessness and anxiety spirals. I have a friend who spent about a month in Greece, and another who just got back from visiting family in Mexico and is getting ready to move to Las Vegas. Like, what?

More and more, it's making me look at my meager-ass savings and forty-plus hours of vacation time and it's making me want to take a trip someplace for a few days. I'd need to not spend a dime on anything but essential expenses for, oh, a month and a half, but I could do it. It's one part wanderlust envy and one part omg please get me the hell out of here before I lose my mind.

In other news!

TV: Sleepy Hollow is on my Must Watch list. It's weird and supernatural, so that's a bonus. I thought Agents of SHIELD started a little slow, but I'll stick around for it some more. I can't wait for Bob's Burgers, Once Upon a Time, and Scandal to come back, though.

MISCELLANEOUS: My dad is kind of swooning over the new Kindle Fire HD. I'm kind of eyeing it as well. I hope the browser's less prone to crashing than the one on the Fire is.

On Saturday, I was walking Pepper. Someone in our neighborhood was moving out, so there was this huge stack of trash on the curb. As we passed, I saw a huge stack of National Geographics in the recycling bin. Because I am crazy and love NatGeo photography, I came back and dumped them all into my car. Days later, after shuffling through them all, I was pleasantly surprised when I found this cover mixed in with the rest of them.
enamoured: my OTP is better than yours. (my otp = > than yours)
So, did anyone else watch Revolution last night?

Want to talk about any of it, including my sudden Billy Burke situation?
enamoured: the starry-eyed emoticon: *_* (lying down on the job)
I have spent the past few hours watching the premiere of Dallas with my mom.

Back in the day, she was really into the show. When we first moved down here she kept talking about wanting to go to Southfork, and I found a book all about the first... five seasons of the show. Last year, on their anniversary, my dad took her down to Southlake and she came back griping about how small it was.

She's kind of enjoying this one. I almost want to ask her about the "Who Shot JR?" episode, strictly from a cliffhanger perspective. I have to imagine that seeing that was like the equivalent of... I don't know, finding out that the flashback at the end of S3 of Lost was actually a flash-forward.
enamoured: the starry-eyed emoticon: *_* (lying down on the job)
If you watch enough TV and enjoy it in a non-passive way—in the kind of way that those of us who are in fandom and tend to get very into our shows do—you might have thought up the kind of show that you would one day like to watch, if only you had the connections and money to create this show.

I was thinking about this the other day, and about how high school shows sometimes tend to be about the jocks and cheerleaders and the artsy kids and the loners, and I was thinking about how my high school experience was definitely not like that, and I thought, "If I could, I would make a show about the kids on the yearbook staff secretly running everything."

Because think about it: what's in the yearbook is forever, more or less. The protagonist could be the editor, who wants to make sure that every club, sport, and organization gets equal coverage and wants to make the yearbook experience more interactive, and the antagonist could be the head photographer/photography editor, who has for years been taking bribes from random clubs so that they can get more pages than others and posts the worst pictures of people that they have grudges against.

Basically, it would be like the high school Mafia.

As much as I like this idea, I don't know if it would work because yearbooks aren’t as big of a deal any more.

On the writing front: I've made it a goal to finish the first draft of my Epic Teen Romance by June, but I'm stalled, stuck around chapter four. I really want to use part of it for my creative project in my YA Lit class, but I don't know which part! I'm also having a hard time thinking of which book I want to use for my critical analysis paper, and I have a few ideas of what I'd like to do with that, but I don't know if I could find the scholarly research necessary for it. I'd love to one day write something about book to TV show adaptations and how they add variations to the book world (see: Gossip Girl and how Chuck Bass went from being mostly in the background to being one of the major players on the show).

And instead of writing the novel, I wrote a poem the other day:
the universe says that every young love is bound by the same rules:
when in each other's arms, they believe they are inseparable,
that the grasp of time and space cannot contain them,
that they will beat the odds, break the chains, and obtain a kind of immortality.
they believe that this is completion, this person staring back at them
whispering secrets, sharing stolen moments and clandestine dreams.
of course, they could be wrong—far too often they are.
first love is rarely eternal, never perfect,
but then, is any love ever without flaw?
it could be that this is why we believe in the power of silent moments,
of a glance that sets your soul alight.
that love—this first love—is flawed and flawless,
hopeful and hopeless, the most beautiful contradiction imaginable.
enamoured: Lady Gaga. (the girls who know what to do)
Thing I learned today: with the way that things are going for me, I will be finishing my broadcast degree in Fall 2012.

Here's what my advisers have told me:

I have 9 more non-major upper level elective hours to get, which I could probably fill with my art/film stuff,
I can totally go back to my community college and do Core Complete, which would guarantee that I'd only have to take ONE math class,
I can talk to one of the deans about switching my foreign language requirements up, since the last time I took a Spanish class was in summer '06 and Lord knows I am so not ready to jump into Spanish III after that long of a break.

I'm kind of excited about this, but also nervous because then I have all my film stuff! And I want to try to pay for that on my own except I have like, no savings right now and even though my dad’s been all "Mom and I will help you with your school", I know that it's been, uh, forever since I've started college and the two and a half years before I transferred here and that’s been a lot of money per semester, even if this is a state school. So I don't want to financially burden them, but at the same time... it's not a lot of money that I'm making at The Job. And I don't know how my schedule would look if I take on a broadcast job (or even if I could, considering the market and I want to do tech and production, not reporting so there’s that), so... it's a lot of stuff to consider.

But at least I will have one degree by the time I'm 30. At least now I have a possible graduation date. That's something to be proud of!

Unrelated things!
an argument I wish they'd actually had on Glee.
Tip or Die. Note the $10 in the Biggie cup.
I know for sure that I've shared this video on Tumblr, but I can't remember if I have over here. At any rate: Corgi reacts to puppy butt. Related: a Corgi in a snow tunnel.
DevastatingExplosions.com, for when you just want to blow shit up.
Picard says "Make it snow." You know how everyone who watches Doctor Who has their first Doctor? As far as Star Trek goes for me, Picard was my first captain.


Finally, something I need to remind myself of: I value my friends' opinions, but I really need to stop letting their views color my own so much.

Now I need to finish my resume for class.
enamoured: the starry-eyed emoticon: *_* (in my head i paint a picture)
LADIES, GENTLEMEN, CHILDREN OF ALL AGES! I have a question. What is a good, free program/add-on that will block me from opening my browser and/or allow me to put a time limitation on my browser? I am in some word debt on the NaNo, and I figure I will be able to get over it if I could not open Firefox so that I can check out Tumblr and read fan fiction. Every program I've seen so far is for Macs, and I have a PC, so...

I am giving up the word goal for tonight mostly because I can't concentrate, and also because I have three shows to catch up on. I haven't talked about TV in a while! Here's what I'm watching right now:
Misfits: IT'S BACK, FINALLY! I'm distraught that I did not get the Curtis sticker on GetGlue. I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but Curtis is my favorite character. Anyway: the new powers, Rudy and his whole thing... I don't even know where to begin. The last five, six minutes of the premiere episode had me about dying.

Once Upon a Time: So there's this and then there's Grimm. I know a few years ago someone had the rights to make the comic Fables into a TV show but something happened and now we have these two shows. Between the two of them, I think I like OUAT more. I thought the pilot was neat but the second episode kind of hooked me. I am hoping this isn't Lost for me all over again, because it was the second part of the pilot that made me go WHAT IS THIS I NEED IT IN MY EYES EVERY WEEK WHAAAT. I just want to gush about this show for hours. Damn, I love me a good fairy tale adaptation, even if it is fairy tales in exile and what have.

Pan Am: I have been watching since the first episode. I love this show. I don't even care, okay? I love it. Maggie and Colette and Kate and Laura, I just want to see them jet-setting every week. I loved Maggie's line from... a week ago, when she said that she wasn't Daisy from The Great Gatsby; she was Gatsby. And there's been an order for about five or six more scripts for more episodes, and apparently in a future episode a black stewardess is going to be introduced? I AM EXCITED. PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THIS SHOW FROM ME, ABC.

Terra Nova: This is my chill back and relax show. It's okay, but I'm not as invested in it.

Glee: Tuning in on and off. Kind of excited for some of it and blah over the rest.

American Horror Story: So weird. So friggin' weird. And yet I still keep watching.

The Vampire Diaries: Tries to kill me a little every week. I haven't watched the latest episode yet (WAAH), but this season as a whole is just killing me a little every single week. Killing me in, well... not the same way that Lost did, but in a similar way. I basically live Tweet when I watch it, and engage in some serious "ZOMGWTFBBQ!" with friends. I still feel kind of weird for being in my Stefan/Elena corner, and I am still sad about Jeremy and Bonnie. On the other hand, DO WE STILL KNOW WHAT IS UP WITH KATHERINE AND THE VAMPIRE SLAYING VAMPIRE?! That was about two weeks ago and I am STILL not over it. (Also: I don't get how, in certain parts of the fandom, Katherine is the only female character that NO ONE has a problem with. I mean, I know how fan people can get, re: female characters, but are you serious?)

My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic: Don't look at me like that. IT IS AMAZING. Seriously. I have finished the first season and just got started on the season two episodes out so far on like, Friday. The only thing that sucks is that our satellite package doesn't have The Hub, so I can't watch the show live. Pinkie Pie is my favorite, with Twilight Sparkle in close second. I watched "Lesson Zero" last night and I could not stop laughing.

And I should really go to bed now, as I have an appointment with Dr. D at eight in the morning. Bleh.
enamoured: the starry-eyed emoticon: *_* (we could write a bad bromance)


Story of my life.

Because there is still about two more hours left of Halloween: The 10 Creepiest Are You Afraid of the Dark Episodes. #10 and #7 terrified the everloving shit out of me when I was a kid, especially 10. Anything that does not have eyes or a mouth is scary, okay. Scary. I'm kind of certain that if I saw that episode right now I would still have a major DO NOT WANT moment.
enamoured: the name of a favorite Facebook group: Disney Gave Me Unrealistic Expectations About Love. (disney gave me unrealistic expectations)
I GOT AN A- ON MY FORMAL ANALYSIS OF LA BELLA. WHAT UP!

I'm taking Art and Gender this semester, and we had to go to view Titian's La Bella while it was on display at the Kimbell, and then write a formal analysis of the painting. I was stressing over the paper because it'd been forever since I'd had to write a Paper for a class. It's more or less been all screenplays and news scripts for me, so I had to sit down and try to remember analysis. I wrote most of it on the night before it was due and did a few tweaks right before class, and I was honestly expecting a B but I was pleasantly surprised with the A.

Otherwise: I went to my first session of speech therapy yesterday. It was very different from what I was expecting. I've been doing the vocal exercises when I'm in the car or home alone, and it just feels weird. I'm so used to my speaking voice sounding the way it has for God knows how long that when I make myself shift my resonance I can feel it in both my mouth and in my diaphragm.

To other stuff: I have just started watching My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Well, I watched the first episode the other night and now I magically have three more to watch. What is my life. I only had a grand total of two MLPs when I was a kid and the closest I came to a horse/pony obsession was when I was super-into carousel horses. This show is taking me to a much-needed happy place, though! I think I'm in love.

I haven't been to the movies in a month. Next week, I will change that. No idea what I'm gonna see, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there.

Lastly, I am kind of into this guy in my reporting class. He is ridiculous and a little obnoxious, but despite this I really, really want to make out with him. Not even date or my usual thing; just kiss. Am doubtful that it will ever happen, but a girl can dream, right?

Finally, CNN says Corgis are ‘the new cats’ of Internet culture. Where have y'all been the past what, three years?
enamoured: the starry-eyed emoticon: *_* (lying down on the job)
- This is quite possibly the most relaxed I've been on Sunday night in a while. My story is in, I got to watch the first part of Prohibition on PBS (I have liked Ken Burns documentaries since we watched parts of the Civil War one in fifth grade), and right now I am watching Pan Am and getting a cramp in my right leg.

- I need headphone help! The pair that I had suddenly went weird on me; I kept hearing a distorted squealing in the right side. I'm looking for inner ear earbuds--this is important, because I can't do regulation earbuds as they always hurt my ears--or earphones that hook behind your ears. Either is fine, but I just need them to be reasonably priced. Like, under $50 reasonably priced. Preferably under $25, but I need some good headphones.

- Is it wrong of me to still sort of dig Jennifer Lopez songs? "If You Had My Love" came on at work last week and I still knew all the words.

- Yesterday when I was at school editing my story, one of my classmates from reporting came into the editing lab after I got back from the recording booths in the radio lab. It caught me completely by surprise because A.) I had been thinking about him before I got up there and B.) I kind of have a minor crush on him. I was almost done with my story, just had to type up my script and put it into EZ News, so after I finished adding my VO I logged onto my Amazon Cloud Music account and put it on shuffle, thinking that he might at least comment on what I was listening to. I got through two Sondre Lerche songs and Corinne Bailey Rae's cover of "Is This Love" and nothing. Sigh.

- Did I mention that the In-N-Out near my job opened? Their fries are really good.
enamoured: Lady Gaga. (the girls who know what to do)
In the next few days I'm supposed to get a call about a referral to a speech therapist.

I don't remember the first time that someone pointed out to me that I have problems with "S" sounds sometimes, but I do remember my mom telling me to not stick my tongue out of my mouth when I spoke. Apparently in preschool, a teacher or someone suggested therapy to my parents, but they thought I'd outgrow it, so they didn't sign me up. "Besides," Dad said at some point, "There's nothing wrong with the way you talk!"

Well, yeah. People can understand me. But I still slur my S's, and when people--like my broadcast performance instructor--tell me it's kind of noticeable, yeaaaaah, there might be a slight problem.

Unrelatedly, I sincerely hope I don't have one of Those Days tomorrow, wherein I feel like I might throw up and I go completely weak at work. Also, I cannot wait to finally see Pan-Am on Sunday.
enamoured: the starry-eyed emoticon: *_* (lying down on the job)
All of the Avengers set photos on my dash are giving me such conflicting feelings.

Also, of all the new shows this season, I think I'm most looking forward to Pan Am. What are you guys looking forward to?
enamoured: the starry-eyed emoticon: *_* (we could write a bad bromance)
Random question time: growing up, what did you watch on TV with your parents?

For me, there's shows I watched because I was genuinely interested in them (TGIF and Snick lineups, afterschool cartoons, old sitcom reruns) and then there were shows that my parents (well, mostly my dad, as my mom had absurd hours when I was younger and usually she would watch whatever my brother and I would watch because it at least meant that she was hanging out with us) watched that I would either mostly ignore while I sat on the couch or floor and played or read something, or ones that I vividly remember watching with them. For example, I have memories of half-heartedly listening to Star Trek: The Next Generation, and actually paying attention to The Cosby Show with my dad. Actually, The Cosby Show is the reason why I asked this; my brother has been watching it on Netflix for about a week and a half straight and it's bringing back random memories. I think my dad taped the finale for that show. I know he taped the finale of TNG.

I'm going to go back to look for my first LJ entry to see what I was talking about then. I CANNOT BELIEVE I'VE BEEN ON THIS SERVER FOR A DECADE. WHAT IN THE WORLD. Speaking of that, I still boggle in disbelief when I see people using the icons I make. It makes me feel kind of special. Is that weird?
enamoured: a kitty with a frog hat on. (i has frog on hed)
According to weather.com, it is 97 right now. As late as 8 PM, I was still getting various reports that it was 108. Napping through the day? Good choice.

I have won a lot of things in the past three weeks. First was the $10 La Madeleine gift card. Then, on Monday Mona at work told me that I was one of the employee of the month picks, so I got to choose between a bunch of gift cards. I chose the one from The Store, because I have my eye on a pair of Nikes. And then this morning I got a call from my local library telling me that I won their summer reading program prize: a $25 gift card to Target. If I had some cash on me right now, I'd probably go and buy some scratch offs.

I've watched a lot of stuff over the past couple of weeks, so let's talk about that.

TV: Pilot for Friday Night Lights, Awkward, and Pretty Little Liars. )

MOVIES: Captain America, Friends with Benefits, Crazy, Stupid, Love. )

Tomorrow, I forsee more napping through the day and maybe more FNL viewage.
enamoured: a kitty with a frog hat on. (i has frog on hed)
ALERT ALERT, CUTE KITTY AND PUPPY VIDEO!

From the description: "Zeke [the puppy] just got home from the vet -- being allergic to certain grasses, he broke out in hives and they gave him steroid and benadryl shots. This is Winston [the cat], loving and taking care of him =)" It's precious.

I had a virtually nonconstructive day. It's been too hot to do anything, really, so I ended up watching Looney Toons on Cartoon Network for a while, and then I stumbled upon an Unsolved Mysteries marathon on Lifetime. The guy they got to replace Robert Stack is just not as awesome. He paces around the call center instead of emerging from foggy street sets, and the new theme music doesn't have the ability to make your blood run cold and send you running to the protective embrace of your parents.
enamoured: The Little Mermaid. "But who cares? No big deal. I want... more." (part of your world)
What I've been up to today:

I ended up doing one of those random searches a few nights ago and I found Tomboy Style, and after going through some of their archives I saw this outfit. And today I more or less found my own version when I got an orange tank top from Old Navy and bright blue shorts from Walmart. SUCCESS. I think the only shoes that would be acceptable to wear with it would be white Converses, which I do not have. In the meantime, sandals will do.

I constantly filter/second-guess posting things on Tumblr because I know that some people I follow dislike them, and I hate that I do that. I've been maintaining a blog/various other forms of social media for such a long time that I've been through bouts where I wondered why someone else was following me/making comments/reading my stuff because I don't always post serious things, and I'm silly a lot of the times or kind of a mess re: my personal life, but I rarely cut entirely back on posting what I liked. But on Tumblr, it's like, I'll see something about Glee (for example, as that's one of the major hot-button things with the people I follow) that I think is cool, and I'll like it instead of reblogging it because some of my followers have a visceral dislike of it.

And I get that. It's cool. But sometimes I read that dislike and their remarks about their dislike as being something of a judgment of everyone who likes that particular thing, and I feel like they're thinking less of me, because while I do have my own issues with various things that I like and I understand the criticisms that other people have about them, it's just... taxing. Is it ever possible to say "I understand why you dislike this, and why it makes you angry, but when you go on at length about how terrible it is makes me feel like you're saying that I'm terrible for liking it" without sounding whiny?

At any rate, I'm trying to tell myself that followers/online friends read my stuff for a reason: because they like it and they like me, and that there are people whose stuff I read and like, and we don't always share the same opinions about all sorts of things, but I don't see them in a less-than stellar light because of it.

And, to close on a lighter note, a gif of Castiel from Supernatural barfing a rainbow!



I have no idea where the "barfing rainbows" thing came from, but I enjoy it so much.
enamoured: a kitty with a frog hat on. (i has frog on hed)
After hearing so much about it via my Tumblr dash, I decided to watch the first episode of Game of Thrones. I don't know if I'm into it yet, but I'm at least intrigued. Also, Daenerys's brother is such a creeper, zomg.

I have to do my Father's Day shopping tomorrow before work. Should be fun.

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