Something I Have Been Meaning To Do

I am going to start reviewing games on here. just games that catch my interest. one of my favorite games sites is ArmorGames.com. I am going to start today with a couple games from that website. I cite a game where I found it, just so you know. it may be on other websites.

I am going to grade 3 things: functionality - meaning how easy was it to navigate, start, and actually play; aesthetic - basically, how pretty it is; and, overall gameplay - self explanatory. this is the whole point of the game, after all. please note that this is my opinion. i am not exactly a die-hard halo gamer. scale is a basic percent/letter grade. Heeeere We Go!!!


Clockwords - Prelude by tfowers
grade: A-



functionality - compared to some popular games I've tried, this ranks very high because of the ease of starting. it was a *bit* confusing at first, because once i clicked play & skipped the intro, i found myself back at the main screen. I thought I'd skipped the game. The controls were very easy, unless you suck at typing. On many games, especially ones that use only the mouse, you have to do everything just right. well, here you don't huzzah for "almost"

aesthetic - very cool!! i'm such an artsy person, and the game reminds me of felt & construction paper. also, it was very put together. that is to say, the felt wasn't glued onto the paper by a two year old. I love the English steampunk/melodrama look to it as well. and the music is very clean, and blends into the game. if you are making a game and you put in anything that is similar to Lady Gaga or Metallica, take. it. out. Sound effects are cool. Music, not so much. I've got iTunes, thanks.

overall gameplay - I made it to level six before Game Over. Pretty easy, but you definately gotta keep on your toes. It reminds me a lot of Boggle, except you can use letters that you don't have, and you kill robot bugs with your words. Oops, I guess words can break bones. Their bones.

things i need to do next weekend:

a week from now, it will be the 20th, and nothing will be happening.....

my to-do list:
- organize all my music. MusicRescue my iPod.
- write the note to Elliott's mom.
- finish organizing sissy's recipe album
- clean out my craft room.
- set up a real queue in the craft room for the new year.
- be better at posting!
- print out NaNoWriMo novel writing workbook. start it.

there are so many things i should be doing right now. like english. but so many more things I want to do right now. like not english.

j'aime becky!

.....There's a little story of explanation that comes first: The summer after eighth grade, me and my friends were obsessed with The Academy Is... , and Zoe Leslie and I were specifically obsessed with William Beckett. Zoe and I saw him at HCT and were about 30 feet from him. He waived at us :D the picture at right is really similar to what he looked like at our show. *scroll down for a pic of him* Wearing a leather jacket, in July, in Texas. Crazy kid. Anyway, we made up this stupid scenario one day that when we met him we'd act like we'd known him forever, and say "Hey there, Becky!" and then he'd slap us, and say "Bitchez, whatchoo say??"...... That never really happened. But Leslie and I, Freshman year, dubbed this sophomore guy 'Becky' because he looked similar to William Beckett. Shortly after that, Mr. Beckett cut his hair. We, being ridiculous as we are, proceeded to call him Becky. We childishly got excited about standing by him in line and said hello to him randomly and giggled uncontrollably. Fast forward through MY sophomore year, because I didn't seen TAI or the guy at my school....

Now, this year I decided I was going to be friends with Becky. That back-fired when I was forced to interact with him at theatre in October, because at that point, I was only saying him to him in the hallway occasionally. And then he was in Arsenic too! Well, the other day, my friend Tara asked him if he liked me. And his reply was "Is it that obvious?" and then yesterday my friend Storm told him "I know something about you. It's cute and it's about a girl." According to her, he got all red and ran off. So I'm pretty sure he likes me and he doesn't know that I know. But yesterday he gave me candy - sour punch straws!!! my favorite, and in my favorite flavor too :D And he gives such good hugs. AND he sat by me at lunch today :D all us theatre geeks were kicked out of mrs cox's room, so now we're forced to actually eat in the cafeteria.... it was nice. hes really funny. and he doesn'y mind talkig about gross stuff. which is nice. marc was such an ass. a stick in the mud. a hufflepuff. speaking of which, Tara and I agree that uhm "Becky" is a Gryffindor.

I don't even know. He's such a cutie patootie aka STUDMUFFIN

november - part 1

Super Grover attacks New York: The puny humans attempt to defend themselves by poking him in the face with long white sticks. They all perished.



Happy Thanksgiving!






on another note:

aliasgrace @ flickr has some beautiful photographs. i am sneaky and copied the following two photos even though i shouldn't have. but these really get across what i feel at the moment, with everything that has happened so far this year.





After reading this, go watch Aladdin.
Then read Twlight, and read Animal Farm.
Eat nothing for a day then everything the next.
Smell a stinky dog, look into his eyes, and realize he can't see you through the mist.
Cry when you go to sleep and when you wake up.
Loathe driving. Get over high school.

You've just come pretty close to my insides.

an oddity.

i don't even know.
the camera's gone and died.
. . .

i felt like i was grown up.
a very short staple pulling party.
i felt like i was in middle school again.
hand hug turned into a real (good) hug.
the bus stopped at elliott's house.
i confessed, and regret.

egg drop.

finally, I've made one that survives a drop. (albeit a six foot drop) I'll be testing it tomorrow at school. I'll take pictures :) I hope i can get out of theatre but if I can't, i'll just have to go during lunch or during the actual class this is for.

to give you a little taste of my next post:
*impulse-momentum theorem
*water bottle
*grade A large eggs
*hot glue
*elastic

and finally, i leave you with this (whih mr shahan specifically stated would not result in a passing grade): one gross of eggs falling from seven stroies high.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/amagill/129764584/

ah, savor the last taste of calm air.

because tomorrow - and the rest of the week for that matter - will be crazy! and do you know why.......?



HELL WEEK!!!!!

(insert a cluttered calendar that takes up too much space here)

PHEWW
i'm getting tired just thinking about it. must be why they call it hell week :D
all the same, i am freaking excited........




.......but I'm still sad. I can't help it. I mean, I'm still thinking about him all the time. I still haven't done much of anything in English. (To be honest I thought I'd be out of that class by now) I haven't broken down since the 5th. I almost did though, on my way home from drivers ed, talking about the whole testing process. He would have gotten it last week. I would've been begging him for rides.
And it's really biting at me that he won't be there on Friday - not that he would've come anyway. But i would have had my phone on me illegally, and he'd probably text me trying to start up a convo because he's bored. And I keep thinking of prom (which i don't even care about, right?) and he's going to miss it.He went in 7th grade for that one dance and we taught like 6 people how to dance....
I have this big vacant spot that used to be filled with my best (male) friend in the whole world. So I think my subconscious is trying to fill that gap by finding another best friend. And I am consciously feeling awful about that.

I've completely stopped knitting. I realize now that it was only because of Marc. Does it make sense that this realization really pisses me off? This was one of the things that I wanted to talk to him about on that Monday (the 2nd). I knew i needed to talk to him but by my own social lines, I told myself to wait until I had him to myself on the bus. Now I don't have him at all! It's not fair.

It's just. not. FAIR!

okay. fine. i'll probably cry tomorrow. It's been building since last Wednesday.

today was good.

but odd as well. i was very reflective....

looking back, Halloween seems so long ago. so many things have happened in a few days, and i have grown from those things that i can't even think of what it was like to be me on october 30, 2009.

i am going to make a list later on. i think i am starting to like lists.

ps: i just did two pages of french subjunctive homework and it was actually very easy :)

What .... is this feeling?

sorry, again. i don't know why i have like 20 drafts stored up. and the posts are all half finished, too. i don't understand why i'm doing that. whatever, moving on and publishing this now.

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fervid as a flame, does it have a name....? - Wicked

be warned: this is going to be a weird post.


yesterday was elliot's funeral. [see last post] i bawled. so did storm and tara and tucker and i saw brandon at the front with a red face. we squeezed each other's hands until they hurt. and we hugged. we actually laughed. the celebration that his mom and the minister lead was sweet and full of happy memories.

and when i got home, i felt .... okay. content. happy, even. i really need to catch up on work because i've had this weird block in my mind, especially concerning french. since sunday, i haven't been able to translate anything except single words. i couldn't fit it all together into a coherent phrase or sentence. i mean, i got the gist of it, but it was like i wasn't used to translating. it's hard to explain. anyway, yesterday i sat down and i could translate. easily. i was alternating french homework, pandora, and armor games, so i hadn't noticed at first. but

What?

That is all my mind can say right now. What? No, That's not possible. How is that possible? Don't break down, be strong. What? What? What? What?

Thirteen Reasons Why. it took a while to get through, because I connected with Hannah so well. kind of spooky, but i mean, i really understand where she was coming from. Everything is caused by everything, and you cannot pinpoint one exact reason why someone feels the way they do. But today I reached a little epiphany. In English, Boggs was talking about his humanist philosophy, and it was amazing to connect his words to Hannah's. more later...

*sits on adjustable height office chairs*

Not anymore. The few seconds at Zoe's house at 4 in the morning keep rushing back at me, punching me in the face. I saw a cop and an ambulance, and I drove by. I saw it again, with more people, and drove by. I saw hugging. And. I. drove. by.

I knew it. I knew nothing of it. I denied it. He was stuck in my head all day. He shouldn't be because I knew he cared for her, and it wasn't fair for me to -

No, I can't start blaming this on myself. I already have to face tomorrow. I don't know if I will be able to ride the bus without having a mental breakdown at this point.

That one time, in 6th grade or so, and he helped me stand on a skateboard. I remember how to do it exactly. And in 7th grade, Kameron and him came over and Valerie came over to my house and we talked and then we tried to act all cool and he mooned us. The next day he did it again. With Tarik by the band hall. And he taught me everything I know about, well, a lot of things. We told each other everything.

*lowers chair to lowest setting*

Almost everything. And I know that goes for me and him.




I've lost one of my best friends. And I can't scrape up money to buy a plane ticket and follow him. And If I did manage to follow him, I couldn't bring him back. Tomorrow, I guarantee that so many people will be all 'I can't believe this' lalalala, and they've only known him for a year or so. I've know this amazing kid since like, 4th grade when then moved here. He was the one of the few who call me sexy lexy (I'd punch most other guys) and he was the one who always came to ask me what bus we rode on the first day of school and every day after, because he never thought about it until the last bell rang. He was the one who told everyone to leave me alone when the girls got back from Newks in 6th grade because he remembered how tired he was the day before with the boys. He was the one who listened when I complained about and worried about and (hypothetically) cursed out about my mom, my sister and every other person on the planet.

And when I walk out of school tomorrow, and I look for our funny bus, he won't be there to ask if that's it.

fun & games

these are awesome puzzles! tip: make sure all the edge tiles have no out-bound lines. that way all your untangling will be inside the box.
anywho... this week has just been icky. i think this is how it is junior year though. and i have to get up earlier tomorrow so i can go to the superconference @ UT i'm excited :) i've signed up for several events. Computer Applications, and Headline & News Writing. i *think* i'll talk to mr. boggs about poetry readings on monday. ah! and tuesday is my first knit night in forever. then thursday is my OWN knitting club at school. scary. monday night brings the first rehersal of arsenic & old lace with crew (which i made). and i have driving hours to be don on friday. busy! weil, i'm off to bed to read and sleep well. hopefully.

well it is finally here.

blog action day. just getting this out of the way: i'm going to post an ETA later on.


so basically, i want to ask why is everything up to us? believe someone who is taking a US history class right now. the US has never learned the lesson of keeping thier nose out of everyone's bidnez. there are plenty of the examples. it is insane to think that we can so-called liberate everyone.

so why, i ask, is the solution to this 'global warming' pushed off onto the scientists of america?

it is nine-thirty.

one minute, i hate writing and language all together. and i want to take a vow of silence, and express myself through facial expressions and water colors for the rest of my life.

the next, i'm falling in love with another word, another phrase, another plot line or lead or headline or character. and i want to do nothing but write and talk and learn about letters and words and the gift of tongue for the rest of my life.

but for now, i recklessly sign up for NaNoWriMo and wait anxiously for my intellectually under stimulated counterpart. oh my. that sounded pretentious. but it's true. i feel like no one understands when i try to express how a book makes me feel, how one word versus another can change a whole news story. how badly i want to break stories, both news worthy and spine worthy.

i need to get out of here.

it is nine thirty six.

au revoir

YAY!

I finally* got City of Bones by Cassandra Clare! I have to bring back another book though, because we're not really allowed to have two tayshas books at once. The other one I've got looks much less interesting, so i'll probably be bringing that back tomorrow.

In other news, Comedy Night Live was ah-maze-ing :D I was grinning nearly all night, and I even saw Zoe and part of the cast at Denny's afterwards.** It brought me back to the good times of freshman year. And Inner Circle.

I've pretty much made up my mind about this whole debacle. I think I'm going to go back to theatre, but I'm only gonna be a stand in or something. Not like a full time member. And I'm going to ask if I can work on hours. Then I'll officially re-join so that I'll be there while I'm a senior.

Alright, third lunch is over. Back to the real world, and on to theatre. Ugh, i wish i could stay here all day long.

--polexia


*I've been waiting like, ten years to read it.
** Denny's food sucks. Don't eat there.

Word of the Day

dictionary.com reads me like a book. subscibers get text messages with a word and a definition. i just recieved the one for today. it reads

exculpate: v. to clear from alleged fault or guilt.

which is kinda funny, in an odd way, because i finally went and talked to boggs this morning about dropping the class. and it really was nice talking to him because he was honest, and he basically said what i was feeling. he thinks i add insight to the class (i like talking), and he enjoys my writting (i like to write), and thinks that i have a good grasp on the work. But, on the other hand, he understands about RL and knows that sometimes kids just can't handle the AP workload. he also said that if he were selfish, he would want me to cut off the extra curricular. but i barely have any! and i want to add the inner circle back in! so i think i will have to drop. maybe i'll ask around for a third period, english III teacher.
all in all, i fell better now that i've finally talked to him, even though it didn't give me much 'closure', in his words.

on another note:
CNL tonight :D i can't wait. it's gonna be so fun! Phillip, the senior, is in it, and he is so freakin' hilarious!! I'm a bit nervous, because I don't want to smile and ruin my two skints, but ah, it is so hard to not laugh. and canary smiles? pfft.

crap. the bell rang. back to french. buhyes <2

i am officially mad at myself. i was doing so well, so well at this blogging thing. so now i have two new goals. blog every other day. shower every other day. as for the later, i normally say i do, but i just never find the time and i go four days sometimes without realizing it. it's not like i don't want to. i mean, i don't but it takes so much time and so by the time i do have time for anything, it's late and i go straight to sleep. half the time i barely have time to sleep and eat, much less maintain proper hygeine. but the dermotologist said that showering regularly is important, which i know. and since he confirmed i have staph, i need to work on that. so tomorrow:

before 11am i will be awake and my hair will be clean and my skin will be soft and my nails (all twenty) will be clipped and black. my medicine will be taken (15 mg, and the green one) and breakfast will be eaten. after 11am homework will be conqured: all the math so far, the english card, speak french. around 1 o'clock eat lunch. then until 1:30pm finish homework and study french.
about 2pm go to dad's and get costume ready for CNL & chat. between 2 & 4pm sweep kitchen floors, mop. shine floors. knit at least 4 rows on RQ lace, pet toby, photograph, etc

eat dinner @ 5

around 8pm one new blog post will appear

I finished

Thirteen Reasons Why. it took a while to get through, because I connected with Hannah so well. kind of spooky, but i mean, i really understand where she was coming from. Everything is caused by everything, and you cannot pinpoint one exact reason why someone feels the way they do. But today I reached a little epiphany. In English, Boggs was talking about his humanist philosophy, and it was amazing to connect his words to Hannah's. more later...

okay. if i have time. if they let me in.

i promise i will post tomorrow. in the library before school. yeas ;)

My Bucket List

1. one i will sit down and write a serious Bucket List. for now, this will suffice.

so it was google all along?

recently, google has been putting up some, er, interesting google doodles. (pssst: google doodles are what the artists at google HQ call those spoof of their logo, like when the o's turn into pumpkins on halloween)
a week or so ago, they had ufo sightings linked. today, they have crop circles linked. i've always thought they were beautiful, even if they were created by the local punks who have too much time and math on their hands. check this site out! it has some GOOD pictures of some amazing designs. I think from now on, when people ask me what inspires my designs, I'll say crop circles. and they really do!




now, is that a subtle message, or what?

i was in third grade.

back then, i had no idea what any of this even meant. my teacher was called out of class during a lesson - her husband was on the phone. she came back after what seemed a very long time. i think she may have come back crying, or sad, but i don't know. I do remember all of the class being all sweet and asking what her husband wanted and was she okay.

.....thinking back, she and office people and other teachers were probably scared to death, watching the news on a tv that was connected to the outside world, and parents were probably
calling in demanding to pick up their children. i think they wanted to keep the day normal as
possible and let our parents handle it, because the school was only kinder to fourth....

i remember that the office ladies (who helped us to our parents' cars after school) were acting fast because there were *so many* parents in the line. and for some reason, when i got in my dad's car, i asked "how come you're here so early?" or something, because he got almost mad at me, and said "you mean that they didn't tell you?" and he went on to explain what had happened. and i was sad but i honestly didn't care. i had more important things to do than worry about things i didn't understand. the impact hadn't set in and my mind was still a little innocent and i had no idea what the two towers meant.

and now, i get it. now, i can barely keep from being all emotional when i'm reminded of that day.

then, i remember my dad waking me up one december, early saturday morning. he burst in, smiling, saying 'they caught him. lex! they caught sadaam!' .... i laugh about that now. there are so many things about my dad that are crazy, but hey, he's my dad, and he's made a profound impact on who i am today.

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on a slightly happier note,

It rained probably an inch today.
IT RAINED OVER 6 INCHES YESTERDAY!!
It rained an inch and a half on Wednesday.

I took these yesterday, when I (finally) got home from school. We didn't leave until five twenty, but that's another story....



Isn't nature beautiful when it is nourished? Everything has turned from a bland, deathly brown and yellow to the most wonderful shade of green and color in just a few short days. And, we got so much rain yesterday, that our pool was completely full. As in, overflowing onto the patio that surrounds it. If you touched puddles of water on the edge, the ripples would move into the pool. Reflections were uninterrupted:






Needless to say, the cats were a tad bit unhappy about this, but they cheerfully greeted me when I appeared, and shook the drops of water off their tails like it was nothing but air. Especially Alice and Gracie, who were not in the rain but kept in the 'Mud Room' because they've just been fixed. They are supposed to avoid vigorous activities and getting their operated areas wet. Alice has been lazily napping on a borrowed Toby bed. But Gracie has taken to climbing the mattress, among the other junk we have stored in the dingy room.



i think this post is long enough. it is really two posts in one. see how lucky you are? think about that between now and monday, when you're dreading going to work and fighting to do the work you've avoided. (now, i have one major essay and two short, one page essays due monday. i avoid work too, you know.)

Turning the heel.

Last night, while I was waiting to go to sleep (yes, waiting, but more on that at a later date) I was thinking about my anti-socialness, and I decided that I want to go to homecoming this year. Not for the game, put for the principle of the thing. We just got slaughtered at sixty-something to two, and the two points were the other team scoring in our endzone. And I don't even care for football anyway. Really, I'd just like someone to ask me to the game/dance. And maybe even give me my own little mum that I can walk around with :) "I'm just a simple girl, wanting a simple life." LOL?
But there is really only two people that I'd like to go with. They shall not be named here, but one of them is Entrelac Boy: The first thing he said to me was "Are you knitting an entrelac scarf?" and I said 'You know what that is?!" and he said "yeah, my mom's knitting one right now. i was watching her and it's crazy how she has to purl into the back of the loops." (insert handmotion of purling here) and I was sputtering and then I said "Well, no I'm just doing a simple moss stitch because the yarn is so colorful." and then I ask if his mom is on Ravelry and he says "Yeah, have you seem that viking hat?" and this is where I commence my SQUEEEEEEEEEE!

preview

hmmm i can has cute voldy?

maybe there's one at my school AND he knits

@%$@%^$#&

more on that later........

:D

i just ate waffles for dinner.

oh... okay. so. -- has anyone ever heard of that lady who totally reversed her diet?
on day, she couldn't sleep cause she was hungry but she didn't want to eat bad cause she was crazy fat. then she got up early and fried some fish, made a salad and ate that for breakfast.
then she'd eat a normal, picnic type lunch. at the end of the day (really like 6 pm ish) she ate cereal or something else very light.

isn't that just crazy? But I can truthfully say, that I have, more than once, wanted some grilled red fish dipped in lemon and butter sauce with some nice mixed spices sprinkled atop of it at 7 am. Yes, and it was very frustrating that I didn't know how to grill fish even if it was the proper time to the this meal.

so today, during first period, I took a quiz (ew) and when I was done, I pulled out my beautiful Plymouth Kudo yarn and started on my moss stitch scarf that I cast-on last night.

school

is tomorrow.........................................
i am a junior. whoops.
and then next monday is the new hpkchc term :D i'mabe a second year now.

so i really need to take some pictures of my car because i have grown rather attached to it in the last 7 days. i'm driving it part of the way to school tomorrow! anyway, i have some news on the knitting front:

i have some cool green-blue-white yarn (Peaches and Creme) that i'm going to make into a little ami Fish for my wonderful spoilee. and then i got the idea of a notions bag and a physical queue from other spoiers. so i'm going to take that old slytherin green fabric of my mom's and turn it into a little bag o' pockets. and I got a nice moss green folder today and i'm going to put the required pattern in there (the Mobius Scarf; on Rav.) and tie it off with some ribbon, and behind it i'll put some of her queue. and in the other pocket i'll put in a couple of patterns that I like but that she might like too. and i think i'm gonna get her some forest green malabrigo - i remember almost getting that color for my IQ cowl/scarf thing but i reeeeally wanted red - and thin i'ma stuff it into the bag o' pockets. sound nice? and speaking of the Ice Queen.... it hasn't been touched in two weeks. i think i'll get it out this weekend if there's not yet homework to do. i hope i have time to fit in knitting and all the other wonderful things in around my schedule of school, and the McNay.

well, other than that i should have some better news for you later (read: juicy gossip?) but for now i must say, Bonne nuit! A tout à l'heure!

I've met the most wonderful store in Boston and it is called A.C. Moore. I luvs it :D There are about five aisles dedicated to yarn-work, and one side of one is completely filled with Lion Brand Yarn - YUMMY! and they have a great selection of fabrics for quilters, and (rainbow order) threads for crochet, embroidery, that sort of bidnis. Beautiful :)

I am planning on finishing Ice Queen by the end of september, as it is most certainly not going to get done by the end of next week. and then - AND THEN - back to hogwarts, back to classes and i'm *considering* doing a OWL depending on how my next two weeks for but I'm pretty sure that my first OWL project is going to stay off the needles until the spring term.

speaking of which, only TWO more days until school starts......

more deets of my life later. and pictures too, i promise!

interestingness

The only thing that could possibly feed my hunger for photography when I have no camera.

Video Game Factory:


Darth Vader Strikes Back!
darn, it's protected. here's the page.

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"I want a boy blazer. . . .Or a blazer wearing boy. I wouldn't mind that either." - me to my sister, walking with my sister through the mall.

A cute one at that. I can haz FRANK DILLANE?

I licked the bottom of a pool today.

It was kind of like the feeling I got when my 3 year old neice saw the president on tv and she said Barack Obama? and I said, yep, that's our president. *shudder*

Suffice it to say that I do not approve (mostly) of our president's method.

Anywho - I'm still in love with this Ice Queen pattern. I'm almost to my first beads! I haven't done much today; I've caught a little bug and I have a stuffy nose and a sore throat that keeps coming back. (Just for the record, it is not swine flu.) My mom called and was all worried...

And my sister found this idea for bread stick snail over at Parents magazine and she couldn't find it (but i did) so we rolled up some bread stick dough. We split an end and worked it into two little antennas and brushed them with pesto sauce. The only thing different between the real recipe and our improvised recipe is that the antennas were just tiny carrot sticks, like on salads instead of being made of the dough. I like our version better.....I can faintly remember making these bread snakes in kinder or first, and they were red and green I think, and we sang 'boa constrictor' by Shel Silverstein. Ah, those were the days!

oh guess what I have now - a little support icon :D look on the sidebar and please, no hot-linking. Though I honestly wouldn't complain, I mean, someone actually supporting my ramblings? wow!! I really made it just for plugboards, but I can share :)

ETA: i never finished or posted this the other day. hmm. well, here you go.

the first pictures on here!

update on the last post: my car is home safe and in my dad's barn until I get back home. I can't wait to drive it!

My sister and I have been organizing like crazy. I've fixed up her pantry and the laundry closet. We did the play room today and it looks much better. She's currently doing Tanner and Jordan's room. A lot of stuff is ending up around the house, but we have a bag of trash and two bags of toys for charity. Tanner was really into the giving away to kids who don't have any toys thing; he went all around the house looking for things he wanted to give away.

Sis is really happy with her house all clean, but he keeps making her cry. He's such an arse, I swear, he doesn't even deserve to see me. And unless Jordan and Tanner start melting down because they want me to come with them, then I won't go. And Tanner really only cries because he misses his parents being together. I am still so mad that this is happening to them, too.

I knit so I do not kill people.

I knit so I do NOT kill people.

Speaking of knitting... After letting my Russian Queen hibernate for a couple days, its back into good shape and I've got the correct number of stitches. I'm back on the ball and I'm excited for it again.

My Russian Queen is still only on the 4th row, but the deep red Malbrigo lace yarn is a m a z i n g ! I can't wait to add the black beads :) I would have at least liked to have looked at the Rowan yarns. But the LYS owner said she didn't like fluffy or fuzzy yarns. But she had the famous Noro sock yarn, that wasn't so great when I dug through the basket she had. She did, however, has this yarn:

wow!

okay i have a couple wow! things to show you:

first is this great designer Lee Meredith who I found by accident on Ravelry. I stumbled along a path of links to CraftStylish, where a tutorial on a super easy skirt caught my eye. It's made out of tee shirts! So simple that maybe I can finally make something myself :)

...and this from Threadbanger - wedding dress, anyone?

wow! what amazing resourcefulness. I'm going to have to scour my room and fabric bins when I get home to see if I can manage that skirt. the wedding dress might have to wait... and i'd have to change up the details a little bit as well, the dress completely finished isn't very flattering. but maybe halfway through, and shorter, it would be a cute cocktail dress.

anywho, the other wow! - my moomie called today to check in and said they were getting me a car. she said it's not one-hundred percent going to happen yet, because it's with the government deal where you can trade in a icky car and get a nice shiny new car. it's supposed to be for enviorment and the penguins in the arctic or whatever, but i think it's just because the govs want us to think that money grows on the lawn of the white house, and they want to boost a little morale. cougbullshitcough. well, i'm taking advantage of it anyway. it's only (up to) $4500 towards the car thats priced at, oh, a measly 17-grand ish.

yeah, so I have to hold my permit until January 12th I think. then it's back to driver's ed and my official diver's license. i still need all seven hours of observation and five hours of my own driving. But I drove in Abeline last week and I'm feeling more confident. I might ask if sis will let me drive in the parking garage to work on my steering. But I'd feel a little nervous driving her big (expensive, fancy, leased) Volvo. Or maybe even to Walgreens, which is closer than the the subdivision entrance! I wonder if my permit is even honored here.

Well, it's a bit late - late, ha! it's nine TX time - and a chapter of In Cold Blood is begging to be read. sleep tight internet.

Dear swab5 spoiler / you

i am writing a letter you! i am such a silly thing, i hardly post much detail online and i wouldn't want you to send me something i hated because then you wasted your time, and i'd feel dreadful and i'd try to like it and in the end i'd suffer through or trash it and that is not the point of the the whole swap on a BUDGET thing. yeah.... so:

i am not a grandma ;) i am 17, soon to be a junior. i am not your typical teenager either, as you can tell by the fact that i'm involved in yarn art. i like rock music, and i love a good part of the labrynth of sub-genres out there today. i hate the current popular music - the stuff where icky little hollywood starletts sing above the noise of the computer when some guy is working on Garage Band. The program is just for looks; the program could be Paint, manned by a toddler, and the general public wouldn't know the difference! ugh!

...as you can tell, i have a leetul frustration with the lack of intellect in the world. I think that Animal Farm is turning into a symbolic history book in America and I hate watching it. I'm too young for anyone to care what I think because I'm too young to vote. What do I know?

...Well, I do know that I would like to learn to knit socks and also how to double knit. I would like to learn how to needlefelt and cross-stitch and how to thaw chicken and cook it properly. I would like to, one day, make a huge, patchwork quilt for the squishy bed that is long enough for my soulmate to fit, and for me to worm down and snuggle beside him, without undoing the neat sheet corners and letting in the cold air - or knocking my doggie off the end. (That is also known as "One day, I want to be perfect". If you find a book on how to do this, I could use all the advice I can get)

...Speaking of them, I love books! Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban is probably my favorite book of all time, but I have sub favorites that I like for specific reasons. I'm not religious though, but I've decided to do that on my own time. Maybe on one of those 'finding myself' events that hollywood says should happen right after I break off with a serious guy and I realize he is not the one and I live my perfect life after that. You know, just like the How To Be Perfect book said. Oh yeah. Harry Potter Is My LIFE!

:D -- polexia

P.S. - if you're my spoilee, OHMYGOODNESS i can't wait to get your nice little surprise to you :) i love this swap thing!

voldemort is the easiest character to make jokes about. read this post about death eater membership on fuckyeahvoldemoret :D

better yet, read the whole blog. it will make you LOL

Hooray August!

I can't wait to start two new things!

The first knit-a-long I've been involved with (ever!) using Ice Queen from Knitty is this month, and I just need a nice ball of yarn and I'll be on my merry way. I would love to use the Rowan Kidsilk Haze that is recommended but I think it's pretty expensive, and I would like to get more than is needed so that I don't have to bother frogging my swatch. I'm actually going to swatch...... ....... Then, Swap On A Budget 5 is underway. I was one of the first pinged on Rav, and I'm supposed to be getting my spoilee's info sometime tomorrow :) Hopefully I can get at it before we go to Sheep Skate, that way I can take a peek at my spoilee and get some ideas flowin around in my brain.

Oh, and then on the 24, school starts. Thats not new though, I'm just going back to canyon (my home school, you know, based on my address) and into my junior year. The hardest year .... but it won't be as hard as the other school would be, which is nice. phew I'm pooped! Two little monkeys are like energy suckers, plus I only ate popcorn and a coke for dinner. Which is better than nothing. Hmm off to scour the fridge for a late night snack :D

I'm here, I'm there!

Sissy's reading to Tanner and Jordan right now. They're being very whiny and sad because they got hyper at the restaurant we ate at after they picked me up from Logan Airport. With all the rain on the east coast, there was a line for landing in Boston and surrounding areas. After the delays throughout the day, I got in almost an hour late! Sis was alright with it since there was terrible traffic....

yarnivore today!

on rav, i'm in the HPKCHC and during august there's no lessons to attend to. there's a casual KAL that's been oraganized, and the pattern is Ice Queen, off knitty. my mom said it'd be fine to go get some supplies specifically for this project, and i wanted to go to a LYS so i could ask a few questions and also because i have't been to yarnivore yet. either way, both stores are not very close so it's pretty rare i get to go to a yarn store :D
anywho, i'm hoping for that to be a big success of august, and if i need any help, there is a nice yarn store a few blocks from the house. oh - did i mention? - i'm going to boston on Friday! finally! she called to ask me if i wanted to learn to surf. can you picture that? learning to surf in new hampshire! that's where she said the lesson was, and she and her friend were trying to go last week but it was full so she invited me to come next week. ha! crazy stuff. well, i'll be working on my nice new project - my first knitty pattern, and my first lace pattern, and my first time using a cable needle - for the hour drive up there.
as far as the four hour plane ride (which will be much longer i expect, with all the rain in the flight path) and the ride back, i think i'm only going to take two other projects with me. some brown simply soft for the double skinny scarves i've been working on, and the stuff for Kary's Chevron scarf as well. can't link to my project page, rav's down atm. but i will be taking pictures and posting while i'm up there.

my mom's back and it's time to get on over to yarnivore. out!

i hope this works.

i've tried for so long to keep up a blog.
i'm really going to try this time.
and to make it interesting and reflective.

i hope this works.