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Sep. 17th, 2004
HISTORY! I LOVE HISTORY! LET'S LEARN!
Sep. 17th, 2004 11:02 pmSince I slept until 1:30 again today, I don't think I'll be sleeping anytime soon. My strategy of last night worked! I stayed awake until 2 talking so that I'd be too tired to wake up at 4 when my meds wore off. I woke up with my alarm, stayed awake for a while and waited to see if my mom would come get me up for school and apparently drifted back off. She never woke me up and later said she would go with her earlier judgement that today, already being an excused absence, would be a nice rest day.
And it worked! I didn't take ANY Tylenol today because I didn't need it! The fever is gone! And I feel fine! Becky called me today during drama but kept getting cut off and finally got BUSTED. Mwahaha. *kiss* Brightened my day.
Today has been a most excellent day. Afternoon, actually, since I slept through the morning. Can't recall my dreams right now.
I watched Panic Room. Nice suspense, although it had some of the gaps in logic where I screamed "NO! NO, DON'T DO THAT! STUPID! STUPID STUPID STUPID!" Made me want to write an action novel, though. Every time I watch something action I want to write an action novel.
I broke it to my mom that I want to change my senior project. No more natural end of the world novel. Unfortunately the characters stopped speaking to me. I think we're engaged in a cold war. Plus, they wanted me to write my research paper on apocalyptic predictions. I did my research today, and MAN! I've gotta go with Cordy on this one. Ancient texts and prophecies are REALLY boring to read! I mean, some are interesting, but then there's the Cow that trades head with the Boar and spears people with his tusk and then the Fox declares war and the Serpent that surrounds the city will poison all who come near and then accidentally poisons himself and blah blah and the Bear will come and restore all order to Disneyland. So, I'm writing a novel about medieval England. I have no plot. I have no names. I don't have a year. But it's gonna be protagonista major with lots and lots of historical detail and will let me write a long, involved research paper with lots of dates and dead people and old words and different clothing and old medical things and medieval weapons and fighting and armor and will end with me curled up in a back stall of the library with about a million dusty books that no one else bothers to read. Maybe I can sneak a peek at the five-volume library copy of "The Fall of the Roman Empire" which is so old it doesn't have a proper copyright page and the page edges are soft. This is my heaven.
What am I watching now? Timeline. Ah, the Thewlis. The Gerry Butler. Ethan Embry. Anna Friel. Frances O'Connor. And Paul Walker, who I'll meet someday and punch in the face. Either that or I'll find the people who wrote the script for Timeline and beat the hell out of them for letting their twisted brains rewrite Chris I-AM-NOT-THE-PROFESSOR'S-SON into the biggest dumbass of a temporal provincial. (Also, what was the purpose of taking the r out of Traub's name? Taub? Was there a reason? Logic?)
Heeeeee. But I love this movie. I should make an icon.
And it worked! I didn't take ANY Tylenol today because I didn't need it! The fever is gone! And I feel fine! Becky called me today during drama but kept getting cut off and finally got BUSTED. Mwahaha. *kiss* Brightened my day.
Today has been a most excellent day. Afternoon, actually, since I slept through the morning. Can't recall my dreams right now.
I watched Panic Room. Nice suspense, although it had some of the gaps in logic where I screamed "NO! NO, DON'T DO THAT! STUPID! STUPID STUPID STUPID!" Made me want to write an action novel, though. Every time I watch something action I want to write an action novel.
I broke it to my mom that I want to change my senior project. No more natural end of the world novel. Unfortunately the characters stopped speaking to me. I think we're engaged in a cold war. Plus, they wanted me to write my research paper on apocalyptic predictions. I did my research today, and MAN! I've gotta go with Cordy on this one. Ancient texts and prophecies are REALLY boring to read! I mean, some are interesting, but then there's the Cow that trades head with the Boar and spears people with his tusk and then the Fox declares war and the Serpent that surrounds the city will poison all who come near and then accidentally poisons himself and blah blah and the Bear will come and restore all order to Disneyland. So, I'm writing a novel about medieval England. I have no plot. I have no names. I don't have a year. But it's gonna be protagonista major with lots and lots of historical detail and will let me write a long, involved research paper with lots of dates and dead people and old words and different clothing and old medical things and medieval weapons and fighting and armor and will end with me curled up in a back stall of the library with about a million dusty books that no one else bothers to read. Maybe I can sneak a peek at the five-volume library copy of "The Fall of the Roman Empire" which is so old it doesn't have a proper copyright page and the page edges are soft. This is my heaven.
What am I watching now? Timeline. Ah, the Thewlis. The Gerry Butler. Ethan Embry. Anna Friel. Frances O'Connor. And Paul Walker, who I'll meet someday and punch in the face. Either that or I'll find the people who wrote the script for Timeline and beat the hell out of them for letting their twisted brains rewrite Chris I-AM-NOT-THE-PROFESSOR'S-SON into the biggest dumbass of a temporal provincial. (Also, what was the purpose of taking the r out of Traub's name? Taub? Was there a reason? Logic?)
Heeeeee. But I love this movie. I should make an icon.
