| Pictures |
[Wednesday
March 11th, 2009
05:15 pm] |
Some pictures I took in the Smoky Mountains.
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| Barcelona, Spain |
[Sunday
March 1st, 2009
06:42 pm] |
( The rest )
The tourist section of the city was filled with mixed languages and the aroma of seafood and pasta. Nearly every outdoor dining table had a large glass of Sangria on top of it. Street preformers displayed their talents in the crowded plaza for spare euro as traffic crept along behind them. There were booths selling jewelry, handbags, and marajuana pipes, and tourists speaking bad Spanish. The streets were a maze. As soon as the sun grew dim, every restaurant and bar was filled. Young people stood outside their hostel doorways, smoking cigarettes and watching. Meanwhile effeminate men, dressed in costume, attempted to woe wanderers into their bar.
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| cappuccino with no froth // short-story |
[Saturday
January 17th, 2009
02:48 am] |
A Writing Exercise/Short-story....
I haven't edited it or added in italics and such.... 'cause it's 4:30 in the morning and my eyes are beginning to burn. Will do it sometime tomorrow, no doubt.
This was fun to write, actually.
( cappuccino with no froth )
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| See, people they don't understand |
[Tuesday
November 25th, 2008
03:12 pm] |
Yesterday
+ I called in "sick" to NPR
+ I went out to a Native American Museum and walked around
+ I fed some sparrows that actually ate out of my hand (and caught crumbs mid-air.... really neat to watch)
+ I gave a bum a cigarette
+ I wrote a bit on my computer
+ Watched My Name is Earl
+ Read the Heretics Daughter
+ Stayed up really late as usual, 'cause I couldn't sleep
+ Woke up at 8:30 and actually managed to drag myself into the shower
I pitched a story idea at work today (Thanksgiving Reunuions are expected to be at a low this year 'cause less people are traveling to save money, due to the economic problems) that wasn't instantly rejected. Of course, once I pitched it, the Main Editor, Alison (she scaaaares meee!!), started bombarding me with questions: Who would you ask? How would you find a family to talk with? Where'd the info you have come from? I pretty much stammered a response as best I could (honestly, Alison is like a PMS driven, red-headed Lois Lane that's drank a bunch of Red Bull in the morning).
In my dorm, I've actually been loving my solitude. I finally have my dorm to myself again! Ahh! Wonderful. Nobody bothering me.... everything just as I left it. No unpleasant surprises....And I'm going to get to enjoy this until Sunday. Actually not as bad as I thought it would be.... Dare say I like it.
Mom suggested I stay with the Caslers for Thanksgiving. However, I umm decided against it. NPR's doing a dinner thing, and I've elected to bring Deviled Eggs to it. :) Doubt I'll be able to make enough, but I'm sure they'll understand. In fact, I wonder how I'm going to transport them.... Guess I better go buy a tray for them or something....
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Oh, so my transcripts didn't make it on time, and the deadline is today at 5:30 for JET.... So I've pretty much given up for this year. There's always next year, right?
I'm pretty bummed right now. Not going to lie.
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Oh, and I've decided to take a Livejournal Hiatus. Unless something crazy, urgent happens, I won't be posting until December 5th.
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| Writer's Block: You, the Movie |
[Tuesday
July 15th, 2008
01:35 pm] |
My life would be a drama, as well as a mix of comedy and indie. There would be a lot of a deep thoughts, bizzare circumstances, and quirky characters. I would definitely not play the "typical female role" in my own Hollywood movie.
I would be: Ellen Page (from Juno)
Father: David Tomlinson (Mr. Banks in Mary Poppins)
Mother: Judith Ivey (for lack of anyone else I could think of)
Jaime Pressly would play my stripper friend Kady
Gong Li would play my hot Asian lesbian friend Min Jung
Sigourney Weaver would play my hippie friend Charla Kay
Sarah Chalke would play my partner in crime Brittany
Christina Applegate would play my cool, chill-as-hell friend Trista
Brittany Murphy would play my drug-loving tattooed friend CJ
Julia Stiles would represent all of my "less impetuous" friends (aka straight-laced)
Wilmer Valderrama would play my guy friend Travis (they're both perverted and brown)
The frat boys in Borat would be the college boys I went to school with
Ludacris would play Colbert, a guy who's always pissed off about white people (he'd have to be in my movie)
Donald Sutherland (the professor from Animal House) would play my eccentric English professor who always goes into rants about the government and philosophy (when we would supposed to be studying British Philosophy)
Jacqueline Bisset would play my hippie English teacher who would often accidently expose her breasts in class because of her lack of bras and open, flowy dresses
Kevin Spacey would play all of the male authority figures that I've lusted after
Finally, Jude Law and Heath Ledger would play the two pertentious boys in my school that half the female populous want to bone
Charlie Sheen and the cops (not the Troopers) from Super Troopers would play the guys I would play beer pong with
Finally: Shirley Henderson and Molly Shannon would play the gossipy girls I interacted with a lot
(P.S. I realize that lots of these actors and actresses are old and or dead, but this is my movie and purely fictitious)
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[Monday
December 17th, 2007
04:08 pm] |
I've made it safely to North Carolina and my parent's house. Mom and dad have certainly made themselves at home here. They've already redone the office, adding in built in shelves, rearrange the layout of mom's bathroom to add in a large tub and limestone walls with really cute alcoves.... Jonathan's old bedroom has been converted into a cute little room with a Christmas tree, some beautiful large dark wooden chests and shelves, a flat screen television (that I can hook my laptop onto and play DVDs on the screen it... sweet!).... a new stove and microwave.... they've spent god-only-knows how much on the back, adding garden beds, putting in a stone walkway, and a stairway through this bed with daylilies and luropi in it.
It's nice and cozy and all the rooms run into each other downstairs so you don't feel very cramped, but I still miss the roominess of our house in Roanoke. Just thinking back on our basement and how much room I had to move around in makes me long for "home."
A good thing is that I got the big room with the Christmas tree and the television. Nobody's home right now, so I've got the place to myself. I've already made myself an omlette. God! It's so good to have a kitchen again... a real one. Not that awful kitchen me and Trista have at the dorm.... that cheap metal thing with the stove right next to the sink. Who does that? Who?
I still haven't heard about my grades. They won't be posted until the 19th. Urrrg, and I really super slacked this time. I had a dream last night that I'd failed my thesis for some reason.... and then, while I was hanging out with all these people, I kept finding old tests and quizzes littered around the room with C's and D's and F's on them. I kept gathering them up as people tried to look at them, making lame jokes about it, etc. and so forth.
Ick, dreams suck!
Anyway, before I came here I spent a couple of days with Alicia and Kady. We mainly chilled, I got to play some video games. Kady had gotten into a fight with her dad, and she couldn't go home for a while. We visited CJ and Matt in Gatlinburg on Saturday, which was fun. They were staying in this Egyptian themed hotel room for their 1 year anniversary. It was kick ass! Spinx statues in front of the posts of the bed, a King Tut head in a alcove above the head of the bed..... hyroglyphs and paintings were on the wall; they have a flat screen tv above a fireplace.... a hot tub and a balconey....
Yeah, pretty cool. Matt made us Tom Collins and CJ ordered pizza. A negative to having a friend that is "well off" is that you always get uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach when you realize you can't really contribute or pitch in..... Grant it, if I were better with my money and maintained 2 jobs like Alicia does..... but whatever, no biggie.
Matt talked to me about hooking me up with a nice friend of his. I'd already met the guy. He actually was nice. I told him that it'd be fun to try, so maybe I'll go on a double date with them or something sometimes. CJ's friend Miles sent me a message on facebook, and he's really cute.... But I think he's also addicted to cocaine (or something).....
Call me picky, but I don't want a guy that's addicted to a drug, ugly, has little education, or has no manners. Surprisingly, this (however) seems to eleminate nearly EVERY MAN I've met in the city of Maryville (and parts of Knoxville).
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| because it's been a while |
[Thursday
March 8th, 2007
10:56 am] |
I should write fanfiction again.
Any suggestions? Harry Potter, Naruto, Fullmetal.... Boondock Saints....
I really have no idea which direction I should take.
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| Reality is False // Poem |
[Wednesday
February 28th, 2007
03:33 pm] |
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out of gas - modest mouse |
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This poem has been a WOP for a while. So you BETTER like it.
Reality is False
I don’t need eyeliner to know that my eyes are there
I don’t need lip-gloss to see that my lips are red
What false realities keep us so contained
That we fail to see beauty for what it is--
Veiled behind a curtain, yellowed and pinked,
Not pouted out or winked,
Outside I steal away into my car
Pushed by a straying thought that longs to pass,
I drive to an unknown place,
To an unknown river, to an unknown patch of grass,
I take myself down towards its banks
And I sit myself on a rock to wait,
Wait on something of nature that hasn’t been distorted
By modern fate.
Through the shallow waters I see rusted tin,
I see tires and wrappers
No evidence of fish’s tail or fin,
Humanity surrounds me like a sick blanket
Heavy and weighing
I cannot escape this maw of false smiles
This era of plastic that keeps me straying.
Too far have I placed myself
In the company of blind men and fools
Too connected am I to my fellow man
Their desires, and their rules
Perhaps I cannot be removed from this setting
Perhaps it is too late
And yet I remain on my rock to wait
On something that isn’t distorted
-- the subject of my own fate
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| random poem |
[Wednesday
December 27th, 2006
12:54 pm] |
a prayer at the pub
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) jiffy_pop
'I'm drinking fast to forget,' he said. That incurable itch in the back of his skull
that whispers 'I was a good boy once but Jezebel's seducing breath found its way
into my chest and now
i'm a slave to the jar
to the doleful ringing of the bells at the bar'
they ring 'come all devoted followers of sorrow and regret
stay here and be free of your odious debt'
with a sweetness like prayer to a holy chalice
where psalms are sang from broken lips, through crooked teeth of the faithful
much like the glassy eyes of an abused spouse
with her feet transfixed on the ground, 'I can't go no where. This is the only
life I know.'
Poor weeds, rooted deep in the slush of roadside refuge and decay
withering away, lamenting 'I've got debts I owe, debts I owe
and no place to grow, no place to grow'
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| you do what you have to do |
[Saturday
December 23rd, 2006
11:48 pm] |
Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. I woke up today feeling miserable! My throat was so swollen I couldn't talk. And I was aching and my ears were ringing..... But I was able to pump myself full of pills and hot drinks, and I felt.... 60% functional by 2:00PM. I still ended up passed out on the couch, though. I've just been so fatigued and weak.
Went to Lauren's apartment today. Once again I was annoyed at the high level of not-so-very-well-hidden drama in her apartment. But it was still fun. She got me some very thoughtful gifts, and that was nice.
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Ever notice any movie with Johnny Depp playing in it always has his name usually in bold letters on its cover? And in the movie advertisements they always seem to stress how Johnny Depp is in it. It's like one big advertisement ploy. And what's so sad about it is that it works. With all the attention we give him, I bet that man must have the biggest ego in the world.
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Well, I'm leaving for North Carolina tomorrow. I'm going to try and get a little last minute Christmas shopping done. But that all depends on how well I'm feeling. Today I barely had energy to get up. I ended up meeting a lot of Lauren's friends tonight..... Julie, Katie, and Lisa. They were kind of boring. Very sheltered and stiff. They would talk about things in the most simplistic ways. But they had good hearts, and in the very least, it made socializing with them easy.
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| Original Story Post |
[Wednesday
November 22nd, 2006
04:40 pm] |
Title: Learning to Fly
Author: jiffy_pop
Rating: PG13
Type: Original
Summary: A story about two individuals from very different backgrounds relating to each other and helping each other learn how to cope with the painful situations in their lives.
Quote: "Are you trying to ignore me?" Karen asked.
"You're not real," Sam said simply.
"Of course I'm not, genius."
A/N: Okay, this is another chapter to 'Learning to Fly.' To read the first exchange between Sam and Karen, go here.
( read here )
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| learning how to fly // original piece |
[Thursday
May 11th, 2006
01:57 pm] |
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drastic measures - sarah slean |
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Title: Learning to Fly
Author: jiffy_pop
Rating: PG13
Type: Original
Summary: Dr. Samuel Goodman is a new addition to the staff of Graceford Mental Ward, and Karen has recently been admitted to Graceford for a failed attempt at suicide. This is a small interaction between them.
Quote: "I like that feeling of being on top, knowing I'm in control of the situation. I like catching people off guard and breaking down barriers. I like knowing secrets and exploiting them.... It's natural to me."
( learning how to fly )
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| I win, You lose [Draco/Harry] |
[Tuesday
April 11th, 2006
09:46 pm] |
Title: I Win, You Lose
Author: jiffy_pop
Rating: PG13 (for innuendo)
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Summary: A story where Draco catches the snitch, and Harry catches Draco.
Quote: He fell forward onto him, a collision of chests and brooms and mouths.
A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this one, so I hope you enjoy it.
( They both went for it )
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| fanfic: my anti-drug |
[Thursday
March 30th, 2006
08:59 pm] |
Distract me! Distract me!
+ Post an icon or a phrase.
+ Then post a fandom/pairing/whatever
....and I'll write something to it.
(as long as I know it)
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