I won't update too much yet. I'll tell you how I've been later... dammit, shouldn't have said that. Now I never will.
I've just finished watching the original Star Wars trio for the umpteenth time. A new one came out this year, I had to see them again. And I will say this now and I will say this proudly: I am a Star Wars GEEK! I am a Star Wars NERD! Star Wars is WAY COOL, dude! (to be said in the most uncool voice ever) And I am sorry to dissapoint those who do not seem to care for Star Wars... (*ahem* Danielle...)
A long time ago my cousin showed me a website which had sexually tilted star wars lines. Sadly, that website seems to cease to exist, but I've been trying my hardest to remember at least some of those lines... today I got the bright idea to try and actually search for them. So I now present to you:
TOP SEXUALLY TILTED LINES FROM STAR WARS:
Star Wars (A New Hope)
1. She may not look like much, but she's got it where it counts, kid.
2. Curse my metal body, I wasn't fast enough!
3. Look at the size of that thing!
4. Sorry about the mess...
5. You came in that thing! You're braver than I thought.
6. Aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?
7. You've got something jammed in here real good.
8. Put that thing away before you get us all killed.
9. Luke, at that speed do you think you'll be able to pull out in time?
10. Get in there you big furry oaf, I don't care WHAT you smell!
11. You're all clear kid. Now let's blow this thing and go home!
12. Get on top of it!
13. You are required to maneuver straight down this trench...
14. I'm on the leader.
15. Negative, negative... Just impacted on the surface.
16. Evacuate? In our moment of triumph?
17. Stretch out with your feelings.
18. ...no match for a good blaster.
19. He's got too much of his father in him.
20. This oil bath is going to feel so good!
21. It'll be just like Beggar's Canyon back home.
22. TK-421, why aren't you at your post?
23. This is Red 5, I'm going in!
24. The circle is now complete.
25. The last time I felt it, was in the presence of my old master.
Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back
1. And I thought they smelled bad on the outside!
2. Possible he came in through the south entrance.
3. You must've hit it pretty close to the mark to get her all riled up like that, huh kid?
4. Hurry up, golden rod...
5. That's OK, I like to keep it on manual control for a while.
6. But now we must eat. Come, good food, come.....
7. Control, control...You must learn control.
8. There's an awful lot of moisture in here.
9. Size matters not...judge me by my size do you?
10. I thought that hairy beast would be the end of me!
11. Would it help if I got out and pushed?
12. ...probably chewing on the power couplings.
13. If only you knew the power of the dark side!
14. In you must go.
15. Mudhole? SLIMY?
16. How do you get so big eating food of this kind?
Star Wars: Return of the Jedi
1. And hurry up, will ya? I haven't got all day!
2. Hey! Point that thing someplace else!
3. It'll work. It'll work.
4. Rise, my friend.
5. Hey, don't worry; Chewie and I got into a lot of places more heavily guarded than this.
6. I need more men.
7. I think you'll fill in nicely.
8. Move closer! Get along side that one!
9. Back door, huh? Good idea.
10. She's gonna blow!
11. It's just a dead animal...
12. Not bad for a little furball.
13. How can they be jamming us if they don't know we're coming?
14. Come here, I won't hurt you. You want something to eat?
15. Keep on that one, I'll take these two.
16. I want you to take her. I mean it, take her!
17. What could possibly have come over Master Luke?
18. You're a jittery little thing, aren't you?
19. I never knew I had it in me.
20. There is good in him, I've felt it.
21. Grab me, Chewie. I'm slipping -- hold on. Grab it, almost...you almost got it. Gently now, all right, easy, easy, hold me, Chewie. Chewie!
22. A little higher, just a little higher.
23. Hey, Luke, thanks for coming after me -- now I owe you one.
(here are some I can't place)
-Someone must've told them about my little maneuver at the battle of Taanab.
-Short help's better than no help at all.
Well that was fun. I hope at least some of you out there are Star Wars savvy enough to know the context of these lines, which makes it even funnier. Some of you geeks may have already been aware of these lines... but it's my turn to show off anyway.
Another cool thing I discovered: that website I mentioned earlier exists after all!
www.strangeplaces.net
May the schwartz be with you.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Monday, June 20, 2005
In the middle of a year
Summer time mean's we've reached midyear. To think that I'm just about halfway through the year is a very strange thought. I think back to January and realize it was a long time ago. But then I think "halfway through the year" and... I don't know. It seems so unreal. The whole feeling of "didn't the year just start a few weeks ago?" "Have I really completed one year of college?" "We're in summer already?" "I've been in a relationship for 6 months?"
And there's another one that keeps hitting me: I've been in a relationship for 6 months. My first official relationship... 6 months. I must say, I feel quite proud of myself. I have chosen to get together with someone who truely cares about me and who I truely care about. Both of us have worked at our relationship to get us to this point. I know we haven't had things really tough yet... but gosh, I hope I'm strong enough to make it last even longer. It's been such a good thing for me.
So to celebrate our semianniversary, Alan came down to visit me on Saturday, which made me VERY happy. It had only been a week and a day, but it felt like I hadn't seen him for much longer. We spent very good quality time together, and even spent time with my siblings. Funny story-- We were playing Pictionary, which is my sister Keira's new favorite obsession. Alan and I were on a team playing against my sisters. I got the word "cow." Easy enough. So I pass the card around to those not drawing, cause it's very entertaining for everone except the guesser to know. So before I started, Alan, being the silly boy that he is, suddenly and randomly blurted out "cow!" Everyone stopped dead and looked at him like he just won the lottery. A little confused, he prompted me to start the timer. I took my time and began to draw a rather stylistic cow. Suddenly I heard him tentatively offer "... cow?" "I nodded yes enthusiasticly, and saw his eyes widen as he covered his mouth with both hands and said, absolutely amazed "Oh my god, I had no idea..." Everyone laugh for at least 5 minutes afterwards, and we were all a little freaked out. That'll make the "Most Shocking Moments in Pictionary" list for sure.
I also made a lovely dessert too. Banana chocolate crepes. Three of his favorite things combined into one--how could I go wrong? The crepes were a little difficult, but in the end I succeeded--which is good becase twice before I've made something for Alan's sake and it went very wrong. I'm reestablishing my reputation to be an awesome dessert chef! Boo yah!
And... *sigh* My house must have a vendetta against my boyfriend. The last two times he's visited he's gotten very distracting allergy symptoms. This time he suddenly got a bad stomach ache and then, after a nap, became rather drained and fevery. After he spent the night, he felt better, but then started showing allergy symptoms again. I blame the house. Stupid, cursed house...
He left Sunday morning. I suppose we would've been able to have him over longer had it not been for Father's Day that day. I was to attend my sister's dance show later that day... so that morning, we dropped him off at a bus stop, and I won't see him again for about another month... *sigh*
However, I had my sister Brenna's show to look forward to. They did Alice in Wonderland this year. I always loved seeing the various dance routines (Ballet, Tap, Jazz, and Modern), the different and colorful costumes, hearing the music that goes with them... it's fun. Makes me miss the three years I did that stuff a little...
And then for Dad Day, we gave my dad tickets to his ever beloved sport, baseball, and a certifcate to Barnes and Noble. Plus we made him salmon for dinner. And fortunately for all of us, Dad is a very grateful person. If all we gave him was one of the three things we got him, he would've been happy. But, lucky him, he gets all three.
Summer... my usual favorite season. And yet this year it's so empty... *sigh*
And there's another one that keeps hitting me: I've been in a relationship for 6 months. My first official relationship... 6 months. I must say, I feel quite proud of myself. I have chosen to get together with someone who truely cares about me and who I truely care about. Both of us have worked at our relationship to get us to this point. I know we haven't had things really tough yet... but gosh, I hope I'm strong enough to make it last even longer. It's been such a good thing for me.
So to celebrate our semianniversary, Alan came down to visit me on Saturday, which made me VERY happy. It had only been a week and a day, but it felt like I hadn't seen him for much longer. We spent very good quality time together, and even spent time with my siblings. Funny story-- We were playing Pictionary, which is my sister Keira's new favorite obsession. Alan and I were on a team playing against my sisters. I got the word "cow." Easy enough. So I pass the card around to those not drawing, cause it's very entertaining for everone except the guesser to know. So before I started, Alan, being the silly boy that he is, suddenly and randomly blurted out "cow!" Everyone stopped dead and looked at him like he just won the lottery. A little confused, he prompted me to start the timer. I took my time and began to draw a rather stylistic cow. Suddenly I heard him tentatively offer "... cow?" "I nodded yes enthusiasticly, and saw his eyes widen as he covered his mouth with both hands and said, absolutely amazed "Oh my god, I had no idea..." Everyone laugh for at least 5 minutes afterwards, and we were all a little freaked out. That'll make the "Most Shocking Moments in Pictionary" list for sure.
I also made a lovely dessert too. Banana chocolate crepes. Three of his favorite things combined into one--how could I go wrong? The crepes were a little difficult, but in the end I succeeded--which is good becase twice before I've made something for Alan's sake and it went very wrong. I'm reestablishing my reputation to be an awesome dessert chef! Boo yah!
And... *sigh* My house must have a vendetta against my boyfriend. The last two times he's visited he's gotten very distracting allergy symptoms. This time he suddenly got a bad stomach ache and then, after a nap, became rather drained and fevery. After he spent the night, he felt better, but then started showing allergy symptoms again. I blame the house. Stupid, cursed house...
He left Sunday morning. I suppose we would've been able to have him over longer had it not been for Father's Day that day. I was to attend my sister's dance show later that day... so that morning, we dropped him off at a bus stop, and I won't see him again for about another month... *sigh*
However, I had my sister Brenna's show to look forward to. They did Alice in Wonderland this year. I always loved seeing the various dance routines (Ballet, Tap, Jazz, and Modern), the different and colorful costumes, hearing the music that goes with them... it's fun. Makes me miss the three years I did that stuff a little...
And then for Dad Day, we gave my dad tickets to his ever beloved sport, baseball, and a certifcate to Barnes and Noble. Plus we made him salmon for dinner. And fortunately for all of us, Dad is a very grateful person. If all we gave him was one of the three things we got him, he would've been happy. But, lucky him, he gets all three.
Summer... my usual favorite season. And yet this year it's so empty... *sigh*
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
The season of liveliness, fruitfulness, and...
... boredom.
Irony comes back again. Once upon a time, I would consider the season of summer the reason to live through the year. School, dreaded school, would be out, free time would be at my grasp to do whatever I wanted with it, and good memories were bound to be made. There were snakes to be caught, blackberries to be picked, sprinklers to be run through in my bathing suit, lots of watermelon and many other fruits to be slurped up, grill specials to be gobbled up, TV to be watched all day long, and sometimes California to visit.
Many on my list of "favorite childhood summer activites" I've long outgrown, and... well, much has changed. I was rather reluctant to leave school this time... talk to me 4 years ago, and I would've thought you nuts for saying that a thought like that would cross my mind. I liked the environment college brought to me--a bit of independence (especially in the form of no parents to breath down my neck 24/7), being surrounded by a bunch of people around my age, much more openmindedness than I've ever encountered before... it was nice. I go home, my siblings are all in either middle school or high school--the most judgemental age of all. I love them, but when I'm home for so long... oy vey. Wish me luck, and don't let me commit fratricide or soroicide.
So some of my friends are lucky and landed a job. My friend Sarah said that only 26% of college students looking for a job right now will find one. A statistic that makes me very optimistic... Sarah's off to work at a camp today, after no luck with finding a job elsewhere. Some very lucky people have a high paying internship in connection with where their parents' work (you know who you are, lucky bastard(s).) And some people, like me, know that finding a job would be good for them... seeing as they are 19, have no experience yet, and need some form of cash flow besides parents and relatives. Oy... not only is finding a job work, but... it's work. Iowanna work!!! Rargh. Will someone pay me to weed out a garden? I wish I were getting payed to weed out the dinosaurs in my garden... freakin huge things that tower over me and require a shovel to budge. *curse curse curse*
And... I miss people. Mostly, I miss Alan; terribly. One of the biggest reasons of not wanting to leave school was him... he tends to be one of my biggest motives in doing anything. *Sigh* Anyone who knows me can imagine the kind of attachment I have to him by now. And speaking of knowing me... few people really know me. Few people really understand me. This is becoming more and more apparent as I move from social circle to social circle. Only a handful of people I know really understand how I work, and can relate to me as I relate to them. Alan is one of those who has come to understand the way I work very well, and not only understands but accepts me the way I am. It's that security I used to feel... He would only be a walk away should I ever need him... and now's he's way more than a walk away. I know that by car he's only half an hour away... so it's not going to be too hard to visit. But that's when parents have to get involved becuase of transportation and guests in the house... But when I think about it, I don't have too much reason to whine so much. One of my friends won't see her boyfriend, ever, for about 3 months. They can't even chat online or talk on the phone. The only correspondence they may have is through letters they plan to write back and forth. She won't get to see him for his birthday... So compared to them, I have it easy. And then there are those people who are involved in long distance relationships throughout the college year, and maybe even throughout most of the summer. My whining should be very little compared to them. And yet... I can't help it. I miss having someone who cares about me so openly and who I can tell anything, and I mean anything, to. I've gone from seeing him at least a little bit every day to sometimes talking with him every other day. I miss him. Plain and simple. I felt like crying the first night I was home... I actually cried last night while talking to him online... I might as well get used to this... he's got work to do over the summer, and it involves alot of typing, which hurts his hands and makes him not so available for online chats after work. Plus he's got things to do at home, family and friends to be with... it's those times where I have to remind myself not to get in his way, or impede on him in any way. ... And reflecting on those words, he would've rebuked me for saying such things... I know he likes talking to me and spending time with me and such... but I don't want to get in his way. As much as I would love to spend every waking moment with him, I know I'm gonna have to be strong and let him go do his own thing... just let him go... goddammit. I still wish my emotions came with an on and off switch... or at least I wish I was alot better at hiding them when I want to. I always feel compelled to share my emotions with those I'm close to... no matter how much I want to keep them hidden... marlgh.
I reserve the right to bitch and moan and whine and mope. I love you all. And shut up.
On a different note, I notice that I haven't updated since before memorial day weekend. During that weekend my sister got a brand new, aussie shepard puppy. For those of you who have seen our dog Kelly, Gryffin looks like a younger version of her. Tiny little thing when Keira first brought him home, and since then he's gotten a bit bigger, but not much. He used to mostly sleep during the weekend I was here, and since then his energy has doubled. Unfortunately he not only needs to learn the proper bathroom locations, he needs to stop using me as a chew toy. He made a hole in one of my shirts the other day. In the end though, he's always cute. He dreaming right now... twitching in his sleep. Sometimes he yips in his sleep. And... heh, if you want "puppy eyes," nothing will ever beat looking straight into the eyes of a geniune puppy. He's a good dog... with puppyish tendancies. Oh well. Kids will be kids.
Well... hopefully the summer won't prove too unuseful to me. I hope the rest of you are fairing out well. Hasta luego.
Irony comes back again. Once upon a time, I would consider the season of summer the reason to live through the year. School, dreaded school, would be out, free time would be at my grasp to do whatever I wanted with it, and good memories were bound to be made. There were snakes to be caught, blackberries to be picked, sprinklers to be run through in my bathing suit, lots of watermelon and many other fruits to be slurped up, grill specials to be gobbled up, TV to be watched all day long, and sometimes California to visit.
Many on my list of "favorite childhood summer activites" I've long outgrown, and... well, much has changed. I was rather reluctant to leave school this time... talk to me 4 years ago, and I would've thought you nuts for saying that a thought like that would cross my mind. I liked the environment college brought to me--a bit of independence (especially in the form of no parents to breath down my neck 24/7), being surrounded by a bunch of people around my age, much more openmindedness than I've ever encountered before... it was nice. I go home, my siblings are all in either middle school or high school--the most judgemental age of all. I love them, but when I'm home for so long... oy vey. Wish me luck, and don't let me commit fratricide or soroicide.
So some of my friends are lucky and landed a job. My friend Sarah said that only 26% of college students looking for a job right now will find one. A statistic that makes me very optimistic... Sarah's off to work at a camp today, after no luck with finding a job elsewhere. Some very lucky people have a high paying internship in connection with where their parents' work (you know who you are, lucky bastard(s).) And some people, like me, know that finding a job would be good for them... seeing as they are 19, have no experience yet, and need some form of cash flow besides parents and relatives. Oy... not only is finding a job work, but... it's work. Iowanna work!!! Rargh. Will someone pay me to weed out a garden? I wish I were getting payed to weed out the dinosaurs in my garden... freakin huge things that tower over me and require a shovel to budge. *curse curse curse*
And... I miss people. Mostly, I miss Alan; terribly. One of the biggest reasons of not wanting to leave school was him... he tends to be one of my biggest motives in doing anything. *Sigh* Anyone who knows me can imagine the kind of attachment I have to him by now. And speaking of knowing me... few people really know me. Few people really understand me. This is becoming more and more apparent as I move from social circle to social circle. Only a handful of people I know really understand how I work, and can relate to me as I relate to them. Alan is one of those who has come to understand the way I work very well, and not only understands but accepts me the way I am. It's that security I used to feel... He would only be a walk away should I ever need him... and now's he's way more than a walk away. I know that by car he's only half an hour away... so it's not going to be too hard to visit. But that's when parents have to get involved becuase of transportation and guests in the house... But when I think about it, I don't have too much reason to whine so much. One of my friends won't see her boyfriend, ever, for about 3 months. They can't even chat online or talk on the phone. The only correspondence they may have is through letters they plan to write back and forth. She won't get to see him for his birthday... So compared to them, I have it easy. And then there are those people who are involved in long distance relationships throughout the college year, and maybe even throughout most of the summer. My whining should be very little compared to them. And yet... I can't help it. I miss having someone who cares about me so openly and who I can tell anything, and I mean anything, to. I've gone from seeing him at least a little bit every day to sometimes talking with him every other day. I miss him. Plain and simple. I felt like crying the first night I was home... I actually cried last night while talking to him online... I might as well get used to this... he's got work to do over the summer, and it involves alot of typing, which hurts his hands and makes him not so available for online chats after work. Plus he's got things to do at home, family and friends to be with... it's those times where I have to remind myself not to get in his way, or impede on him in any way. ... And reflecting on those words, he would've rebuked me for saying such things... I know he likes talking to me and spending time with me and such... but I don't want to get in his way. As much as I would love to spend every waking moment with him, I know I'm gonna have to be strong and let him go do his own thing... just let him go... goddammit. I still wish my emotions came with an on and off switch... or at least I wish I was alot better at hiding them when I want to. I always feel compelled to share my emotions with those I'm close to... no matter how much I want to keep them hidden... marlgh.
I reserve the right to bitch and moan and whine and mope. I love you all. And shut up.
On a different note, I notice that I haven't updated since before memorial day weekend. During that weekend my sister got a brand new, aussie shepard puppy. For those of you who have seen our dog Kelly, Gryffin looks like a younger version of her. Tiny little thing when Keira first brought him home, and since then he's gotten a bit bigger, but not much. He used to mostly sleep during the weekend I was here, and since then his energy has doubled. Unfortunately he not only needs to learn the proper bathroom locations, he needs to stop using me as a chew toy. He made a hole in one of my shirts the other day. In the end though, he's always cute. He dreaming right now... twitching in his sleep. Sometimes he yips in his sleep. And... heh, if you want "puppy eyes," nothing will ever beat looking straight into the eyes of a geniune puppy. He's a good dog... with puppyish tendancies. Oh well. Kids will be kids.
Well... hopefully the summer won't prove too unuseful to me. I hope the rest of you are fairing out well. Hasta luego.
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