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Oct. 10th, 2009 @ 04:26 pm Question:
Current Mood: hopeful
Does anyone have a recording of Lake Braddock's performance of Scheherazade from senior year? Orrrr, for that matter, anything awesome the band did? Brian was curious to hear it and all I have of the band is a crummy cassette of something from, like... 1997.
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Sep. 30th, 2009 @ 09:50 pm Holy bitchcakes.
Current Mood: gloomy
Current Music: 'Persuasion' - Richard Thompson & Teddy Thompson
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( HURGH. )
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Sep. 14th, 2009 @ 06:52 pm Arthurian lulz.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: sorority cheers from Dewberry Hall (?)
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The King Arthur you never knew...

"And it went forth and remained as he had foretold, according to God’s ordinance. And he received the altar which Arthur had thought to convert into a table, but whatever was placed upon it was thrown to a distance." SILLY ARTHUR. TRYING TO MAKE FURNISHINGS OUT OF HOLY GOODS, OHOHOHO.

"This being accepted, Arthur tauntingly refused cows of one colour, but would take parti-coloured ones, that is, with a great deal of shuffling, he desired cows distinguished in their fore part with a red colour and in their hind part with white. And they, being altogether ignorant as to where cattle of this sort of colour were to be found, doubted what plan they should adopt concerning these things." SILLY ARTHURRR. YOU PICKY BITCH.

In other news, Brian continues to be strangely into werewolves. In reference to the sun blinding him: "This wouldn't be a problem if I were a frickin' werewolf. Then I'd have enough hair to shade my eyes." I am working on making the boy a small stuffed thing for our corny-corny one-year celebratory date next Wednesday, but do you think that's too corny? He said anything that I made or anything that reminded him of me would make him happy, and this idea pretty much does both. That in addition to his favorite chocolate ginger brownies and I think I'm okay.

Also: Is it weird that I sometimes wish I'd joined a sorority? Yeah, I thought so, too.
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Sep. 12th, 2009 @ 12:39 pm Rastabortionist!
Current Mood: amused
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I'm sure you probably already seen this, but I hadn't. So I'magonna share.



A girl in my Teaching YA Lit. in Multicultural Classrooms (I still hate the title of that course) class over the summer advised us all to never sub/teach when any of these godawful movies are coming out. I asked her why and her response-- which I should have guessed-- was that there was no way in hell you could get those high school girls to do jack shit in the way of school work when they were drooling over vampires and werewolves.

I was telling all this to Brian last night and he said something like, "Oh, well that's good for you. The movie's already been out for a long time."

To which I replied, "No, I meant the next one."
"There's another?"
"In November."
"Oh. ...What's that one about?"
"Some werewolves and shit."
"I like wolves." *AWKWARD SILENCE*
"What, do you wanna see the trailer or something?"
"Well, I just want to see the werewolf!"
"Okaaay..." *SHOWS BRIAN TRAILER*

*BRIAN PROCEEDS TO REWATCH THE WEREWOLF TRANSFORMING SEQUENCE (ALL FIVES SECONDS OF IT), LIKE... TWENTY TIMES.*

And all he has to say in his defense: "See? That's cool. Way cooler than vampires. RAWR! I wish I was a werewolf."
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Jul. 30th, 2009 @ 11:06 pm Hm.
Current Mood: distressed
Current Music: 'The Reaper' - Blue Öyster Cult
I remember freshman year of high school I was way into this crazy Japanese artist, Markio Mori. And I'd completely forgotten her name until now. So, having remembered it, I went off on a journey of the interwebs to see if she'd made anything new.

Well, I didn't find anything new. But I don't remember her work being this creepy.



...And I don't think it's because I've been watching too much Supernatural as of late, either. I think that shit is genuinely eerie.
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Jul. 29th, 2009 @ 09:35 am Beauty shots.
Current Mood: content
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Yesterday I had a quick conversation with Brian on the phone (quick because the random house they ended up staying at in New Hampshire is on the top of a towering hill with no reception) during which he asked for my ring size. How the hell should I know-- I told him I'd ask Mom and get back to him on it. Oh, mistakes. I asked her and she goes "IS THERE ANYTHING EXCITING I SHOULD KNOW ABOUT?"

"No." Blank stare. "Oh. You mean-- No. Haha."
"Well, I mean, you're certainly old enough by now to make your own decisions about that."
"...Yeah, I know. Mom, I'm not getting married."
"I know, I just think it'd be more convenient if you waited until you were out of school."
"...Which is why I'm not getting married."

Still waiting for Murakami's 1Q84 to come out. Still no mention of it on his English website. Damn. But I've started reading A History of the English-Speaking Peoples which is kind of hilariously judgmental but very well written. Also picked up a copy of The New Yorker's short story collection Wonderful Town, which I've been puttering through when the tiny print of HotESP gets to killing my eyes. (HotESP looks like a porn site, doesn't it?)

AND FINALLY. The world's greatest quilt shop is at the bottom of my street. It's SO BIG and SO COMFY with bright colors and big comfy chairs and rugs and random little oddities and so much beautiful fabric I think I ruptured something when I went in there. I wish I was at least a middle aged lady so the other middle aged ladies there would accept me into their circle of stitchery, though. When I was looking around I was picking up that "why are you here?" vibe and no one talked to me. Only my mom. Oh well. Drool-worthy fabric. Pictures to follow. (Not of fabric, but of things.)
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Jul. 23rd, 2009 @ 10:22 am Just call me LG. Like those people who make the sweet phones.
Current Mood: amused
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So I went to see Brian at work to deliver cupcakes and stow some away until my class at noon. While standing around blabbing away with Brian, one of his bosses, Cora, walks in and goes, "OH! Is this the Legendary Girlfriend?"

Brian: "Um, yep!"
Me: "Hi?"
Cora: "Let me tell you. *points to Brian* Sweetest boyfriend ever. He talks about you all the time and he's just so sweet about you I just wanna bottle him up and sell him. *pause* *sees cupcakes* Did the Legendary Girlfriend make cupcakes??"
Brian: "Yeah, you can have some of these ones-- they're mine."

Brian is completely red-faced and flustered by this point (poor boy) and we continue to talk for a while and Cora wanders off to her little cubicle type thing. Then as I'm on my way out I hear, "Legendary Girlfriend, this frosting is great!"

...Bahahahaaa. <3
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Jul. 14th, 2009 @ 09:13 pm "I've got a perfect bo-o-o-o-o-dy, but--"
Current Mood: good
Current Music: 'Folding Chair' - Regina Spektor
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So yoga is like the best thing ever.

For whatever reason, I had a screeching headache this afternoon and tried to nap it off, only to discover that nappage (for the first time ever) failed me. Thoroughly depressed by this event, I went to Mom, bitched for a while, then went back to my room and cracked open that "YOGA FOR WOMEN" book that was one of those impulse-buy type things during a B&N shopping spree.

(Said spree also resulted in the game "Literati", which is yet another game to add to my growing collection of English-majory games. In this game, you get a set of vocab words-- some of which are incredibly obscure-- and must make up a story containing as many of them as possible in ninety seconds. And you don't necessarily know the definitions of all the words, so it becomes a strange matter of bluffing. You can call someone out on their misuse of words, and in fact that's the whole point of the game, but having played it through once already with the boy, I've discovered that I must play with someone who is not said boy because I don't want to call him out on bluffs and he doesn't want to call me out on bluffs. Damnation.)

Anyway. Did yoga type things for forty-five minutes or so and feel so completelyyy... awesome. Relaxed. Everywhere. Supremely focused somewhere in the back of my head, near the spot where it connects to my neck. Mmm... Yes.

Also, as a random side note, my creative nonfiction prof really liked my personal essay on my new and uplifting approach to Alzheimer's related things. I was told it read very professionally, like a "real writer", etc. I glowed a little on the inside. Not gonna lie.
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Jul. 4th, 2009 @ 12:05 am Only a matter of whom
Current Mood: sleepy
Current Music: 'Eet' - Regina Spektor
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Got back from the lake about twelve hours ago. MUCH fun was had, especially with cousin Kathy's babies, which never cease to amuse. Meg is crazy grown up (read: approaching first grade) and is thankfully over the majorly self-centered hurdle. And Maron is just unbelievably adorable. I bought the kids some books from B&N and Maron wanted to have me read her one before her nap, but she forgot my name. (This is excusable, as the last time I saw her she was barely toddling around and words were more like... vague, garbled sounds.)

So she asks Kathy, "Can this come with me?" while making flappy motions in my direction and all the adults present were hopelessly silent for about two seconds before bursting out into laughter. It's disgusting how babies make me want to have babies. I would blame the pill, but alas, I fear I've always been this way. Stay back, babies-- or at least, stay back for at least eight more years.

Got an email from the Nolan lady in charge of the education spectrum of my... uh, education. Apparently D.C. is putting out a call for "teacher's aides" at a salary of (PREPARE TO CHUCKLE HEARTILY AT MY EXPENSE) $22,000. Don't tell me it's crap pay, I know. I accepted it some time ago. At least I can make my own clothes, right? On the one hand I feel like this would be an amazing opportunity to be a part of the huge revolution that's starting to take place in D.C. public schools. I mean, that's why I want to teach, right? I want to help kids like that. And I know I can be encouraging and gung-ho and can generate enough spirit for the job, but to be honest I'm petrified of said spirit getting crushed. I'm not naive enough to think every kid can be helped. A third of our high schoolers don't graduate, and it's a safe bet that a lot of that statistic is built by the urban systems like D.C. But I want to help, right? But I also don't want to get mugged/raped/otherwise assaulted or have my dreams crushed at the tender age of twenty.

The other option is to sub for the safe old territory of Fairfax County, arguably one of the best school systems in the nation, thereby giving myself a somewhat warped impression of what teaching will be like anywhere else. Where is the happy medium, I ask?

[Classes start Monday: creative nonfiction and some kind of computer graphics that I'm willing into satisfying my technology requirement. Easier than the last row of summer classes, but still so many hours of my day. Guh. I'll never get any writing done.]
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May. 20th, 2009 @ 08:48 pm LULZ.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: 'The Royal We' - Silversun Pickups
So for Young Adult Lit we're required to break into groups for specific issues in teaching English to teens. Among these was the "Lesbian and Gay Voices" category, which I picked hands down. I should have known that the ridiculously cute and slightly (cutely) butchy girl in our class would be in that group. Our class met up at Borders, we had a little orientation thingy, etc. etc. Apparently this girl knew Kelly as well and awkward introductions commenced:

Carrie: *trying to find a straw*
Kelly: This is Carrie!
Girl: Nice to meet you! (Here is where she said her name, which I have since forgotten, naturally.) Is Carrie short for something?
Carrie: Oh, uh, Carolyn.
Girl: Oh! So you're in my group, right?

Some talk continues, and...

Girl: So where are you from? I mean, I saw you and I thought you were probably from another country or--
Carrie: ._O
Girl: I mean, your face! You've got a really unique face!
Carrie: HUH??
Kelly: It's a compliment, Carrie. *proceeds to laugh head off*
Girl: Yeah, I mean, come on, she's pretty right? I mean you just look differently pretty. Gah, sorry, lesbian tendencies coming out.

My face turned about five different reds before finally settling on purple. It's kind of hysterical how girls can make me so embarrassed, but boys who say things like that just come off as creepy. Still, it's been a crazy long time since any girl has said stuff like that to me. It was nice.
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May. 20th, 2009 @ 10:25 am Mm. Dog.
Current Mood: content


Spider pug, spider pug
does whatever a spider pug does.
Can he swing from a web?
No he can't.
He's a pug.
LOOK OOOUUUTTT!
He is a spider pug!

...More on this later. [Not.]
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May. 18th, 2009 @ 05:24 pm IIII put on my boooooots and walk alooooong...
Current Mood: weird
Current Music: "Siempre Tu" - Los Shakers (Um. I don't know.)
LADIES!

Who wants to see UP next Friday? (Which is, I think, the day it comes out.)

Yes?

[Oh, and as far as summer classes go: Soviet Union and Modern Russian History is thusfar pretty cool. It's almost entirely lecture combined with reading two massive historical novels, both of which I can handle quite happily. Education remains to be seen, but Kelly and Liz are both in that class, so it should be sweet. The main question is: can I stay awake?]
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May. 15th, 2009 @ 04:09 pm Fresh, new, and squeaky-ass clean.
Current Mood: satisfied
Current Music: 'Least Complicated' - Indigo Girls
WHOOHOO! UPDATED! Following discovery of gorgeous artwork from "Orange" (which is assigned for my summer class in Young Adult lit), here's a new layout and an update and some hopes that I'll be less lame about LJ-ing. I think I've mostly sucked at it this year because a.) life intruded, and b.) the only things I felt like I had to talk about were either how much Jason sucked or how much Brian rocked. (No, for srs now. I think he's a Disney prince. He's confused himself into having feelings for me, the poor dear.)

Life's better, more eventful, and moving on. Still, the only person I've seen a lot of recently is Miss Connie. I'm sure you're all out there... somewhere.

Tomorrow's the final day at B&N. I'll miss it, but there was no way in hell I was doing summer hellwork along with slaving in the bookstore-- especially now that they've got Emilie doing the schedules now and she enjoys sticking me in uncomfortable situations and fucking up my breaks. WELL NO MORE, I SAY! Substitute teaching will commence in the fall, with fair amounts of luck and hope that I'm not tortured to death, being the inexperienced and naive individual I am.

Still writing that thing I think I mentioned in the last post. Which was made some months ago. (Of course I'm still writing it, what the-- ignore me and my pointless text.) Progress is slow and I'm occasionally under the impression that I suck more than I initially expected. But then I remind myself that Twilight was supposedly a successful series and I'm put right at ease. I might never be that popular, but at least I'll never be that bad.

As a final note, benefit cosmetics are laced with crack (which would explain why they're so addictive) and I need to hang out with more people so as not to become an antisocial recluse this summer. Which is what I did last summer. Actually, yes, pretty much all I did was hang out with Jason last summer. Could I regret it more? I'm not sure. Call/text me, yo.
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Mar. 30th, 2009 @ 07:25 pm I see you need me, I know you do
Current Mood: happy
Current Music: "Flowers & Football Tops" - Glasvegas
"What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking you're the 100% perfect girl for me."
"...You're only saying that because you know referencing Murakami is going to make me giggly and weak in the knees."
"Yeah, maybe. Did it work?"

IN OTHER NEWS: Teaching is totally my calling. I feel it in my gut when I'm in my Secondary Ed. class/doing homework for said class/growing infuriated with one of my student observation teachers who cannot relate to her students AT ALL. It makes me so damn giddy with excitement and I hope I don't mess it up when it reaches the point where I CAN teach.

Also: I need to make a Japan post. Um, it'll be a month late, but March has been hella busy, so-- not my fault. Much love. Now to respond to posts.

OH. Quick.
Love: Glasvegas. Bad quality, but it's a sweet song on a similarly sweet CD by an equally sweet band. <3
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Mar. 22nd, 2009 @ 07:20 pm Babb-lez.
Current Mood: good
Stayed up 'til 4am with the boy, woke up at noon, went out to Coastal Flats, and then spent many happy hours playing with Rigel outside Brian's dorm in the huuuge open courtyard there. Damn can that dog run when he's let off the leash. Think cheetah + deer + sheepdog and you've pretty much got it. Then packed some stuff, got in the car with the dog, and proceeded to split a donut with said dog on the way home.

THE MAKINGS OF A GOOD DAY.

Last night we'd run out to get shit to eat from Giant, I got hit in the head with a honeybun, and somehow Brian-- when speaking of the chill-- was quoted as saying "Well, I think my nipples are gonna get pointy..."

And I'm sure you've all seen this before, but I definitely hadn't until last night. READ A BOOK. 'Nuff said.

Cherry Blossom festival on April 4th! So far Brian, Matt, Sasha and I are going. If anyone else is gonna be in town and would be down for it: sweeeeet.

Not much else to say. I just never update and felt the urge to. Eventually I might even get around to posting pictures from Japan!trip of spring break-- which was crafted with love by Win, fyi. But all for now. Oblivion may or may not be calling me, but I'm going to go play it anyway.
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Mar. 2nd, 2009 @ 10:38 pm Makeuptual Edumification.
Current Mood: blank
Carrie: Anyway, I went to the bookstore and bought this bright yellow hoodie and some makeup.
Brian: Fun, fun. Did you get some, uh, stuff for your eyes?
Carrie: Huh?
Brian: *makes vague swirly motions around eyes* Eye... stuff? Shadow? Liner? I don't know the difference.
Carrie: Well, one makes a line, the other makes shadows. Which do you think this is?
Brian: *STARES VERY HARD* ... ... ...
Carrie: ...
Brian: ...Shadow?
Carrie: Good job, sir.

In other news-- writing again. It's about time this thing got out of my head, because having the story locked up in there is really fucking annoying because it's pretty much all I think about. (All of you have felt this way before-- admit ittt.) In the span of the past week, giant women, lonely Mona Lisa, talking fish and literally rolling hills (which make for good nature-friendly modes of transportation) have all worked their way into this thing. I'm afraid if I keep it bottled up any longer, something really scary-- Marilyn Manson scary-- might creep up.

Insert involuntary shudder here.
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Mar. 1st, 2009 @ 03:43 pm Kill winter, please.
Current Mood: disappointed
Really, totally, completely disappointed in certain people for certain events. Think about it.

Wow, loyalty.
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Jan. 27th, 2009 @ 02:43 pm BULFINCHweevle.
Current Mood: thoughtful
Current Music: 'Cherry Avenue' - Melissa Etheridge
SO! The dorm is sweet. My roommate is from Kenya, around where my mom's old stopping grounds were during her time in the Peace Corps, so that's interesting. Of course, they forced this $1500 meal plan on me which I totally did not want. Now Brian and I are trying to eat through all that money so the fucking university doesn't steal it, the bastard by getting coffee/cocoa way more than necessary. I'm also buying LUNA bars and carrot sticks like no tomorrow because there's nothing else in the convenience store remotely healthy/tasty. Instead, I've taken to stopping by Whole Foods on my way home from work to pick up food I actually like that is also good for me. Nums. Tonight is VEGAN PIZZA TIMES, which is obviously not quite as good for me as tasty salads or whatever else, but I'm crampy so I get what I want.

No, really. Brian snuck an oatmeal cookie into my duffle bag this morning. And I've got four beautiful roses from last week which are magically still beautiful. Kekeke?

THINGS I HAVE DISCOVERED THIS SEMESTER THUS FAR:
- The boy is a good boy, don't lose him.
- Remembering how to draw with pencil and paper and... you know... real media is extraordinarly difficult.
- Almost as difficult as trying to draw from real life. (Again-- and I thought I'd finished that bull when I left Coleman's class...)
- I am not an awesome creative writer. Perhaps my concentration should not be creative writing. Perhaps it should be... British lit. (Suggested by Brian, who admittedly hates the Brits, but started naming off the titles on my bookshelf just to egg me on. "Quest for Arthur's Britain. Arthurian Literature and Legend. Holy War: The Crusades and Their Impact on Today's World. Beowulf. The Book of Merlyn. Approaches to Teaching Arthurian Traditio-- why do you even own that, Carrie?"

I don't know. Maybe I'm just insecure with my writing and would much rather sit around and read about kings and quests all day rather than actually confront the aspects of my writing that make it crappy.
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Nov. 11th, 2008 @ 12:25 pm Boop.
Current Mood: apathetic
Current Music: 'Electric Feel' - MGMT
I haven't posted in a stupidly long time.

So. Basically, I'm getting an A in Spanish thus far-- though this could change, as I now keep forgetting to do the online assignments and still have the final to get through. ...Hm. But I'll at least get a high B+. At least.

Jason is also an absolute asshole and until further notice, I'm not talking to him. He's too much of a cheating, flirting, I'm-going-to-send-sexy-messages-to-strangers-on-facebook-while-feeding-you-bull-about-how-I-still-love-you fucktard to possibly be considered worth my time. He pisses me off. I hope he gets an easily treatable (yet nonetheless humiliating) sexual disease. This might be over the top. It probably is. I really don't mean that last sentence (the STD bit), but I'm still a atomically pissed off. (Can that happen?) I don't know what we're going to do come Thanksgiving break when we all try to have some fun Hunan outage, because if Jason gets within ten feet of me, I think I might punch him.

On the bright side, I'M GOING TO JAPAN OVER SPRING BREAK OMFGWTFBBQROFLMAO. As of now, I will probably be spending my 20th birthday drinking (legally, of course) and having THE BEST TIME EVER with my sister. And Jenn, if you're reading this, we are so TOTALLY going to that Club Marilyn place you talked about (as long as they don't hate foreigners.)

...Anyway. ( HAHAHA, ADORABLE. )
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Sep. 10th, 2008 @ 05:53 am Hat in hand.
Current Mood: depressed
Current Music: 'Someday Never Comes' - Brandi Carlile
So that spine-tingling "ALL IS LOST" feeling of two days ago wasn't just PMS related after all.

It would appear that it's nearing the eve of another breakup for Jason and me. It hurts more than it did last time, because there was no warning here and because there's this really painful and obvious truth about it that says I can't fix it like I did last time. He says we're too different now, that he still loves me, but that he doesn't see it working out in the long term anymore. I told him we'd work something out and he agreed to it... but if I really had as much hope as I pretend to, the full-body ache would probably be gone by now, like it was last time, back when I knew things could be fixed.

It's just-- once you fix yourself to someone else so fully, how do you... unfix yourself? I haven't kept up with my friends to the degree I should have. I haven't made new friends at GMU at all, really, outside of nice acquaintances and small talk. And now that it looks like I'm losing that perfect, moronic future of mine that I'd planned out with Jason, I don't really have anything left to work for. Yeah. I wanna teach. But I don't feel passionate about it like I did two days ago.

If we're all alloted so many possible people to make our lives with, Jason was one of mine, I think. I'm pretty, fairly certain of that. So now that I've severed myself from my friends, become too boring to hang onto the closest person I've ever had, and don't have much left... Well, fuck. Now what?

[I keep reminding myself there's still hope, that something can be worked out... But eventually--probably today-- I'm going to have to accept it. I wonder what that'll feel like.]
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