Howling Lupe

You ever get the feeling that the entire universe is simply conspiring against your every move?

Yeah.  Me neither.

Big brother is home for a little visit...which means he isn't away...which is where I tend to like him best.  He's damn annoying...and not the cool 'Q Bugging Picard' annoying, just plain annoying.  And he smells.  And has stupid hair.

Three points for the little sister who is in no way, shape, or form bitter at all.  Ever. 

In other news, I am, according to Kim (and Kim is never wrong), the awesomest thing that ever awesome'd.  Go me.

Lupe

So...not much going on lately.  Mostly school and exams that they like to hold on the last day of class before breaks because they can't grasp the concept of 'fun.'  If you think you might be sensing bitterness, congratulations, you're right.  I am bitter.  Three major exams before break.  Three.

"Oh, we didn't PLAN it that way, it's just how the exam dates fell."

Right.  And William Shatner was the better Enterprise Captain.

Bastards.

I'm still on the laptop...still missing my old computer.  And the Big Damn Fic.  What I wouldn't give to work on the BDF right now.

It snowed today.  And sleeted.  And freezing rained.  And the wind blew.  It's very rude, this weather.  It should stop.  It's harshing on my squee, and that pisseth me off moste greatly.

New layout...featuring Buffy and Angel.  Again.  Because they're teh pretty.  And that scene reminds me of 'Fallen' by Sarah Maclachlan.  And, post title completely unrelated, just amusing...if you're me.  Which, you're not.

Lupe

And the post title is completely random and unrelated.

There's not much going on lately.  School is still pretty much school.  Accounting is still putting in a strong running for Uber-Suck of the Year.  I'm still slightly neurotic and random.

I'm just ready for the Break of Spring.  I actually have plans this year, which makes me ridiculously happy.  My mother and I are going on a cruise to Mexico and the Caribbean.  Go us.  I'm looking forward to us all getting sick from bad shrimp AND/OR someone disappearing AND/OR us being forever lost somehow to the Bermuda Triangle.

What can I say, I like to think positive.

Lupe!

I'm never going to get tired of watching season 2 of Buffy.  Ever.  It is, without a doubt, one of the finest seasons of any television that I have ever watched.  From it's angsty beginning (When She Was Bad) to the playfulness (School Hard, Reptile Boy, Halloween), to the changing of What's My Line?, to the complacentness of Ted and Bad Eggs, to the pivotal and heartwrenching Suprise and Innocence, to the deeply twisted and murderous Passions, Killed By Death, and so on, to the heart-breaking, damnyouJossWhedon conclusion of Becoming, I never get bored (except by Inca Mummy Girl).  I never tire of watching the interaction, the horror, the comedy, the wonderful moment when Angelus snaps Jenny Calendar's neck...(no, I've never liked her, and as far as I'm concerned, he gets a free pass on her) it's just amazing (he doesn't even drain her...he just kills her...what a dis).  You can't pin the show down, and season 2 builds magnificently on the foundation set by season 1. 

And of course, it has Angelus, who is fucked up in the very best way possible.  I love it when he goes evil, and his 'signs of affection' are so wonderfully twisted that I have to give the demon points for creativity.  Of course, he's recursed, and sent to hell by Buffy (though why she couldn't have just, I don't know, slashed his arm, covered the sword in blood and sent that to to the hell demension and kept Angel with her, I'll never know -- sweet girl, but not that bright) and will return in the yet to be watched (for me, at least) season 3, but he reigns in season 2.  The only character I love more in season 2 than Angel/Angelus is Xander, and I find it hilarious that my two favorite characters can't stand each other.

Any ways, as we know, I can't watch Becoming without sobbing like a little baby, so I'll just have to watch up until Go Fish and then start over with season 1.  This will continue until I get all seven seasons for Christmas, which means I'll have to undergo the painful occurrance of Buffy/Riley aka Captain Cardboard and Buffy/That one vampire who looks like Billy Idol and is super annoying and should have been killed in season 2 as was originally planned, because he got way too much attention and exposure and he really gets on my fucking nerves.  Alas, in the end, during Chosen, she kisses Angel again, so we all know who she REALLY loves.  *sticks out tongue*

Lupe

So, er...Happy Thanksgiving, and all that. Warm fuzzies, goodness, joy, hope, wonder, puppies, magical liopluerodons, and all that good stuff.

I'd just like to say that I don't eat turkey at Thanksgiving. I do, however, enjoy the ham and would like to thank the brave and noble pig (or hog) that gave it's life so my family and I could enjoy it's tasty goodness.

To my family...hey. Good to see you. Glad you're doing fine. Please, leave me alone. I do appreciate the false sincerity though.

Is 3:53 too early to start drinking Smirnoff?

Lupe

Well, apparently I have this serious inner-ear virus thing, and it's been the one wreaking havoc with my equilibrium.  I'm on two meds now (cancelling out my other two meds by default), Valium, also known as the loopy one, and a steroid pack, also known as the bad aftertaste no matter what you eat or drink afterwards one.  Symptoms can last up to six weeks, so naturally, they won't be going away any time soon.

I'm finally back up at school, and I have missed so much damn class that it's not even funny.  Granted I have a doctor's excuse (which I, in my haste to leave home because my Father hath pissed me offeth moste greatly, left on my dresser in my bedroom), but still, missing class is a VERY BAD THING.  For the most part.  It's good to be in class again, with the notable exception of still feeling like I'm on the NeverEnding Funhouse Ride of Song and Legend, and the fact that I had an exam first thing this morning that I was somewhat kind of prepared for taking.  In a way.

I'm starting to get caught back up.  I have a few papers due in the next two days, so sleep really isn't in the forecast for my near future.  I don't think I'll be going home this weekend, because I'll be home Monday for chorale practice, and then Wednesday for Thanksgiving break, I believe.  Driving still isn't fun, but I've been at home so damn much that it's making me crazy.

At least I can still knit somewhat and do my fill-it-in puzzles.  It's the small things in life, I'm telling you.

Lupe

I hate you so hard.  Way to seriously fuck up.

No love,

Lupe

Well, the dizziness hasn't gone away.  At all.  It's still there, mocking and taunting as it's wont to do.  Joining dizziness in this crazy whirlygigg of fun is imbalance, and it to, is rejoicing in the fact that something as simple as going down the stairs is a task of serious concentration.  And finally, loss of function on the right side of my body joins this little trio, preventing me from typing correctly and holding a pencil securely.  The fun never stops.  Ever.

I'm supposed to see a doctor tomorrow, and my Dad's probably going to pick me up, because I can't drive, not without blanking out and feeling like everything is seriously swerving.  Hopefully the good Doc can figure something out, because I'd really love to get off this funhouse ride that I've been on for over a week.

Lupe

Dear GOD please make the dizzyness stop!

Lupe

I'm so dizzy lately.  Like really dizzy.  Even when I'm sitting down, my head is just spinning.  It's not very pleasant, and I'm very glad there isn't a ceiling fan in my dorm room, because I know that it would be constantly mocking me, and that irritates me more than I would like.

I'm almost scared to drive home for the weekend.  This has been going on for a few days now.

Maybe eating something will help right now, but I'm not really that hungry.

Lupe