melayneseahawk: (hair)
1. Used public transit to get to class today for the first time since the snow. Was easier than I might have expected, though I did fall into a snowbank up to my thighs when I stepped on a spot that was not as solid as I'd thought. Oh, my poor coat. I will treat you to a trip to the dry cleaners once it gets warm.

2. Speaking of spring, it is my intention to cut my hair in April or so. It's currently down to my waist and still growing...and covering the house. Maybe if I start thinking about what to do with it now, I will have decided by April. :P

3. Thing #6283 That Annoys Mel: people who walk excruciatingly slowly down a pathway that you can't pass them on (hip-high snow on either side, yo).

4. My writing prof is an asshole, but at least he seems to realize when he's wrong. He keeps penalizing me for the fact that I'm not actually registered for his class yet (paperwork issues), to the point where it looked for about two hours today that I was going to have to turn in a final draft of my first short story with no outside editing at all. We got to the last 45 minutes of class, and he decided that I was going to be the one workshopped, which was fantastic (except he felt the need to point out that I didn't have copies for the class, which was kind of of obvious, and his fault, anyway, for not responding to his goddamn e-mail). But, I got helpful comments (eventually, see below), so at least I have something to work on.

4a. And then I traumatized the class with my Little Gay Story. The story ends with a kiss between two people who happen to be male, and I finished reading the story aloud, looked up, and silence in the theatre. I had to do a little rationalizing of my existence ("I'm a lesbian. This is the world I live in. This is what I know."), but once people got talking they mostly had helpful things to say. But wow, you'd think they'd never met a gay person before. :(
melayneseahawk: (theatrical skulls)
So apparently I'm just not a fan of absurdism. Just finished reading Beckett's Endgame and I want to rip out my eyes. I have no idea what Casey's going to quiz us on.

ANTH240 exam will not be cumulative, at least, so that's nice to know. Just have 113 this afternoon, and then I'm done with classes for the semester. The (theatre) department banquet is tonight, so after class I get to Nair my legs and let C straighten my hair and do my make-up. As much as getting dressed up and being presentable is fun, I'm not really looking forward to it. I just hope I can grab a table with people I know. It would suck to be stuck there with no one I know.

Version 3.5 of the study plan is to work on the bibliography tonight after the banquet, and then spend Friday researching and finishing that stupid paper. Saturday will be faking ANTH notes. Sunday will be reading the Aeneid, studying the ANTH notes, and dinner for Mother's Day. Monday evening I'll study for the CLAS exam, but then the rest of the week will be devoted to the actual exams and writing the second 113 paper. I can do it!

Also finished the Buddha and bonsai cross stitch, but I'm not counting it as done until it's framed and hanging on Mum's wall at work. I'd already decided to give it to her, but it was merely happy coincidence that I finished it so close to Mother's Day. I'm going to frame it after exams, and then I'll start the wizard and dragon one. Oh, and [livejournal.com profile] triannamaxwell, you'd said something about a sewing machine. If I give you the supplies and talk you through how to do it, could you help me turn a few of my finished patterns into pillows?

A meme and then off to class. I'll probably catch up on some of those things I've been meaning to post tonight between class and the banquet.

Life Experiences (yeah, sorry, kind of silly) )
melayneseahawk: (theatrical skulls)
So apparently I'm just not a fan of absurdism. Just finished reading Beckett's Endgame and I want to rip out my eyes. I have no idea what Casey's going to quiz us on.

ANTH240 exam will not be cumulative, at least, so that's nice to know. Just have 113 this afternoon, and then I'm done with classes for the semester. The (theatre) department banquet is tonight, so after class I get to Nair my legs and let C straighten my hair and do my make-up. As much as getting dressed up and being presentable is fun, I'm not really looking forward to it. I just hope I can grab a table with people I know. It would suck to be stuck there with no one I know.

Version 3.5 of the study plan is to work on the bibliography tonight after the banquet, and then spend Friday researching and finishing that stupid paper. Saturday will be faking ANTH notes. Sunday will be reading the Aeneid, studying the ANTH notes, and dinner for Mother's Day. Monday evening I'll study for the CLAS exam, but then the rest of the week will be devoted to the actual exams and writing the second 113 paper. I can do it!

Also finished the Buddha and bonsai cross stitch, but I'm not counting it as done until it's framed and hanging on Mum's wall at work. I'd already decided to give it to her, but it was merely happy coincidence that I finished it so close to Mother's Day. I'm going to frame it after exams, and then I'll start the wizard and dragon one. Oh, and [livejournal.com profile] triannamaxwell, you'd said something about a sewing machine. If I give you the supplies and talk you through how to do it, could you help me turn a few of my finished patterns into pillows?

A meme and then off to class. I'll probably catch up on some of those things I've been meaning to post tonight between class and the banquet.

Life Experiences (yeah, sorry, kind of silly) )
melayneseahawk: (instant failure)
Surgery rescheduled for the asscrack of dawn next Thursday at the nearest hospital, because the anesthesiologist at the medical center it was supposed to be at decided that my cardiac history is such that she doesn't feel comfortable putting me under without the big!shiny!machines at the hospital. I'm so fucking pissed. I think I have good reason, ne?

It winds up that some of the laptop's boot files were corrupted, so I had to reinstall Windows and start over. Luckily, the thing was able to back up some of my files beforehand.

But only some. All the LJ icons saved on the hard drive are gone. My bookmarks are also gone, as well as my AIM away messages. Also, some of my music got lost entirely and some of it isn't working, and the reinstall of MusicMatch doesn't want to view any of the music at all, so I'm stuck with Windows Media Player as I try to reinstall everything and salvage what I can of my files. The back-up folder has some stuff in it that I have no idea what it is, and I'm just very tired of all of this.

Any thoughts on a better music program? I'm considering on saving up for an iPod; is there any point in using iTunes now when I won't have an iPod until April at the earliest, but more likely toward the end of the summer?

In happier news, I got the hair cut. I've got two 11" ponytails to send to Locks of Love, and my hair's in a great layered, almost-shag cut that goes down to my collarbones at the longest. I'm totally not used to it being this short (my head feels so light!) and it's straight at the moment, so we'll see what it looks like when it's curly/wavy/etc. And yes, there will be pictures.

Best part? The hairdresser used to be a regular at my Big Damn Coffeeshop. Heh.
melayneseahawk: (instant failure)
Surgery rescheduled for the asscrack of dawn next Thursday at the nearest hospital, because the anesthesiologist at the medical center it was supposed to be at decided that my cardiac history is such that she doesn't feel comfortable putting me under without the big!shiny!machines at the hospital. I'm so fucking pissed. I think I have good reason, ne?

It winds up that some of the laptop's boot files were corrupted, so I had to reinstall Windows and start over. Luckily, the thing was able to back up some of my files beforehand.

But only some. All the LJ icons saved on the hard drive are gone. My bookmarks are also gone, as well as my AIM away messages. Also, some of my music got lost entirely and some of it isn't working, and the reinstall of MusicMatch doesn't want to view any of the music at all, so I'm stuck with Windows Media Player as I try to reinstall everything and salvage what I can of my files. The back-up folder has some stuff in it that I have no idea what it is, and I'm just very tired of all of this.

Any thoughts on a better music program? I'm considering on saving up for an iPod; is there any point in using iTunes now when I won't have an iPod until April at the earliest, but more likely toward the end of the summer?

In happier news, I got the hair cut. I've got two 11" ponytails to send to Locks of Love, and my hair's in a great layered, almost-shag cut that goes down to my collarbones at the longest. I'm totally not used to it being this short (my head feels so light!) and it's straight at the moment, so we'll see what it looks like when it's curly/wavy/etc. And yes, there will be pictures.

Best part? The hairdresser used to be a regular at my Big Damn Coffeeshop. Heh.

...oops

Thursday, 21 December 2006 12:56
melayneseahawk: (wench)
I think I've lost the right to my "honorary man" card. I need to get over this obsession with shoes and articles of clothing with an internal structure of their own. Yes, I've admitted before that I would live in corsets if I could, but I caught myself actually considering the logistics of it a few days ago.

And then yesterday, I bought these shoes. No, I didn't need them (though I do need a pair of sneaker-y things). Yes, they were on sale, and I used the gift card my Secret Santa (from work) toward them, so they only cost me about $18 of real money. And I did this while on the phone with [livejournal.com profile] kashmir_ki_kali, and she can vouch for the sheer girlyness I was exhibiting at the time.

I think this counteracts my proficiency with power tools (cutting steel is fun! nail guns are just so cool!), my gamer tendencies, my ridiculously furry legs. (My hair is value neutral; it's long, but I don't get girly about it.) I'm ashamed of myself.

On the other hand, I'm listening to this song, and my brain immediately labels Javert Lawful Good and Valjean Chaotic Neutral. So, apparently, I'm a girly geek (geeky girl?). Bah.

...oops

Thursday, 21 December 2006 12:56
melayneseahawk: (wench)
I think I've lost the right to my "honorary man" card. I need to get over this obsession with shoes and articles of clothing with an internal structure of their own. Yes, I've admitted before that I would live in corsets if I could, but I caught myself actually considering the logistics of it a few days ago.

And then yesterday, I bought these shoes. No, I didn't need them (though I do need a pair of sneaker-y things). Yes, they were on sale, and I used the gift card my Secret Santa (from work) toward them, so they only cost me about $18 of real money. And I did this while on the phone with [livejournal.com profile] kashmir_ki_kali, and she can vouch for the sheer girlyness I was exhibiting at the time.

I think this counteracts my proficiency with power tools (cutting steel is fun! nail guns are just so cool!), my gamer tendencies, my ridiculously furry legs. (My hair is value neutral; it's long, but I don't get girly about it.) I'm ashamed of myself.

On the other hand, I'm listening to this song, and my brain immediately labels Javert Lawful Good and Valjean Chaotic Neutral. So, apparently, I'm a girly geek (geeky girl?). Bah.

Tea!

Thursday, 23 March 2006 22:29
melayneseahawk: (tea)
Mum decided to treat the invalid, so she took me out to the Retro Tea Room for high tea. (Little-known fact: one of the defining moments of my childhood was going to the Crooked Tea House in Windsor, UK, and having high tea for the first time with my folks.) Mum had black tea flavoured with blackberry and sage and I had a strawberry kiwi fruit tisane (herbal), with crustless sandwiches (cucumber, date and walnut, tuna, etc), scones with lemon curd and Devonshire clotted cream, fruit tarts, digestive biscuits (plain cookie, good with lemon curd), and a cookie assortment. And we wore hats! It was lots of fun; I felt like a six-year-old playing dress up, but in a good way.

Got a bit of a hair cut, too. Just got the split ends trimmed, but even with that the whole mess goes down to my waist now. When did that happen?

Also, to the editors of my theatrical anthology and the external reading I'm doing: it is not cute to take a text written in Old or Middle English and only modernise bits of it and leave the rest with the original crackpot spelling and vernacular. Yes, you're all affected and shit, but, ywis, noonee likes ain afecteed persone. Feh.

Randomness:

Did a Colorgenics profile. Is creepy when these things get it right: )

Is worth doing if you're bored.

Also, for you educationally-minded folks, go sign the Million Voices, One Right petition for a higher quality of education in US public schools. Five minutes to sign, and it's a damn good cause.

(and I apologise for the smattering of British English spellings; I get like that when I've had too much tea)

Tea!

Thursday, 23 March 2006 22:29
melayneseahawk: (tea)
Mum decided to treat the invalid, so she took me out to the Retro Tea Room for high tea. (Little-known fact: one of the defining moments of my childhood was going to the Crooked Tea House in Windsor, UK, and having high tea for the first time with my folks.) Mum had black tea flavoured with blackberry and sage and I had a strawberry kiwi fruit tisane (herbal), with crustless sandwiches (cucumber, date and walnut, tuna, etc), scones with lemon curd and Devonshire clotted cream, fruit tarts, digestive biscuits (plain cookie, good with lemon curd), and a cookie assortment. And we wore hats! It was lots of fun; I felt like a six-year-old playing dress up, but in a good way.

Got a bit of a hair cut, too. Just got the split ends trimmed, but even with that the whole mess goes down to my waist now. When did that happen?

Also, to the editors of my theatrical anthology and the external reading I'm doing: it is not cute to take a text written in Old or Middle English and only modernise bits of it and leave the rest with the original crackpot spelling and vernacular. Yes, you're all affected and shit, but, ywis, noonee likes ain afecteed persone. Feh.

Randomness:

Did a Colorgenics profile. Is creepy when these things get it right: )

Is worth doing if you're bored.

Also, for you educationally-minded folks, go sign the Million Voices, One Right petition for a higher quality of education in US public schools. Five minutes to sign, and it's a damn good cause.

(and I apologise for the smattering of British English spellings; I get like that when I've had too much tea)
melayneseahawk: (filthy hippie)
So, the hair is straight (unlike the person it's attached to, but I digress). The flat iron works well, though it scares me, and I now have a ginormous can of Aquanet to use in conjuction with said torture device. I'm not sure whether I like it straight, still, but it'll be that way for the bar mitzvah at least. But with it long and straight like this, I look like a total hippie. Peace and love!
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melayneseahawk: (filthy hippie)
So, the hair is straight (unlike the person it's attached to, but I digress). The flat iron works well, though it scares me, and I now have a ginormous can of Aquanet to use in conjuction with said torture device. I'm not sure whether I like it straight, still, but it'll be that way for the bar mitzvah at least. But with it long and straight like this, I look like a total hippie. Peace and love!
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melayneseahawk: (wench)
Met the roommate. She's a cheerleader, but I will not hold it against her. We set up the room, so there's this big space in the middle, which makes it a lot let cramped. We're on the top floor, with a nice view, and between the open window, the two fans, and the high ceiling, it isn't a total furnace. Stopped off afterwards to pick up a carpet and boxes to keep stuff under the bed (one for food, one for clothes, and two crates for books). Seven days until I move in, and I can't wait.

The cross-stitch is nearing completion. I just have all the nasty little lines to do, and I've already started them. It looks pretty good, even if it's got a bunch of mistakes.

Also wrote multiple personality disorder scene the first, which went better than I expected. Now I just need to poke myself into writing more Atlantis, and life will be good.

Tomorrow is devoted to the cardiologist, going to the hair stylist, and making lists. Lots of lists. Oy vey.
melayneseahawk: (wench)
Met the roommate. She's a cheerleader, but I will not hold it against her. We set up the room, so there's this big space in the middle, which makes it a lot let cramped. We're on the top floor, with a nice view, and between the open window, the two fans, and the high ceiling, it isn't a total furnace. Stopped off afterwards to pick up a carpet and boxes to keep stuff under the bed (one for food, one for clothes, and two crates for books). Seven days until I move in, and I can't wait.

The cross-stitch is nearing completion. I just have all the nasty little lines to do, and I've already started them. It looks pretty good, even if it's got a bunch of mistakes.

Also wrote multiple personality disorder scene the first, which went better than I expected. Now I just need to poke myself into writing more Atlantis, and life will be good.

Tomorrow is devoted to the cardiologist, going to the hair stylist, and making lists. Lots of lists. Oy vey.

*tired*

Wednesday, 27 April 2005 22:32
melayneseahawk: (Default)
Eh, not awake enough to catch up on my rants. Oh well.

Gah. Less than a week until my first exam. Am I ready? Not really. Oh, well.

I hate allergies. Not even the 12-hr Sudafed can keep my nose from running.

So, to everyone who say me today, what say you about the straight hair? I'm not sure whether I like it or not.

I need to get out of this procrastination kick. Yes, at this point, high school no longer matters, but I will die if I act like this in college. *pauses for the bit of brilliance and then goes back to slacking* Heh.

*tired*

Wednesday, 27 April 2005 22:32
melayneseahawk: (Default)
Eh, not awake enough to catch up on my rants. Oh well.

Gah. Less than a week until my first exam. Am I ready? Not really. Oh, well.

I hate allergies. Not even the 12-hr Sudafed can keep my nose from running.

So, to everyone who say me today, what say you about the straight hair? I'm not sure whether I like it or not.

I need to get out of this procrastination kick. Yes, at this point, high school no longer matters, but I will die if I act like this in college. *pauses for the bit of brilliance and then goes back to slacking* Heh.
melayneseahawk: (Default)
I knew I'd go grey early, but I wasn't expecting to do so before my 18th birthday! Don't laugh at me too hard tomorrow.

And, oh, how the mighty have fallen. I'm skipping history tomorrow so that I can not fail my Cold War test. *dies*

The show will come together, I suppose. . .
melayneseahawk: (Default)
I knew I'd go grey early, but I wasn't expecting to do so before my 18th birthday! Don't laugh at me too hard tomorrow.

And, oh, how the mighty have fallen. I'm skipping history tomorrow so that I can not fail my Cold War test. *dies*

The show will come together, I suppose. . .
melayneseahawk: (Default)
Another day in the hell that is senior year. I count down the days. Jaune has become rather clingy; it's rather annoying. I've decided to turn off my hormones until college; now I just need to convince them to do so. What more is there to say?

Commedia della Arte in theatre; I'm still walking in beats of eight. Heh.

So, the amusement of the day: tha fashionista goddesses decreed that this hair-do is bad. But that's what my hair looks like normally (minus the unnatural coloring). I am doomed! *soap opera swoon*


the commentary on the pic
melayneseahawk: (Default)
Another day in the hell that is senior year. I count down the days. Jaune has become rather clingy; it's rather annoying. I've decided to turn off my hormones until college; now I just need to convince them to do so. What more is there to say?

Commedia della Arte in theatre; I'm still walking in beats of eight. Heh.

So, the amusement of the day: tha fashionista goddesses decreed that this hair-do is bad. But that's what my hair looks like normally (minus the unnatural coloring). I am doomed! *soap opera swoon*


the commentary on the pic
melayneseahawk: (Default)
Yankee/Oriole game today, and I saw it from the stadium. Score was 9-7 Yanks. This was my first major league game in over a decade. Came home with the mother of all sunburns, short of it peeling, so please ignore my bright red shoulders, arms, and chest. Believe me, I know I glow bright enought to be mistaken for an electric stop sign. You don't need to remind me.

However, I do know how to keep a scorecard for a game, and I was hit by another story idea.

On the (also) bad side, I'm finding more grey hairs. I swear, I'll be grey by the time I'm twenty.
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