Saturday, November 17, 2007

Tidbits About MJ

  1. She procrastinates . . . ALOT.(Which is what she's doing right now)
  2. She's crazy obsessive about organizing things other than her bedroom, which is forever messy.
  3. She plans to travel everywhere and go to Europe as soon as she's eighteen.
  4. Pictures and takig them are God.
  5. Her best friend is her Nikon D40.
  6. She loves writing things, even to-do lists.
  7. She daydreams alot, much more than your average 15 year old girl. in fact, it's one of her favorite passtimes.
  8. She not quite sure who she wants to be yet, but she's getting closer.
  9. She is, on the other hand, perfectly sure of what she wants to be, and that is a tattoo artist.
  10. Camp changed her life.
  11. She spends at least eight hours a week taking care of persnickity horses who don't give her the respect she deserves.
  12. She writes things about how much she loves people, but then refuses to post them on her blog for fear the people might read them.
  13. She loves traditions.
  14. God is a good idea, but not organized religion.
  15. She loves painting her nails rainbow.
  16. She was once in love with the Backstreet Boys and decided black and blue were her favorite colors because Black and Blue was the name of one of their albums.
  17. She has a box full of beautiful memories that she looks through on nights she can't sleep.
  18. Song lyrics are beautiful. Always.
  19. She loves making really long lists.
  20. She loves talking about herself and people she loves.
  21. She deaf half the time, so you might have to speak up.
  22. She loves dancing, spinning in circles, and wearing high heels, preferably at the same time.
  23. Connor Oberst is God in her world. Deal with it.
  24. MySpace, too, is God.
  25. She is a vegetarian, but she slips up sometimes. She can't help that meat is gross, but still delicious.
  26. Aviators make everyone look like douchebags and she loves it.
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  27. Her sister is her best friend, and she doesn't care if that makes her sound silly or loser-y, because she knows she's both and she's proud of it.
  28. Her nickname is Pumpkin Scissors and sheloves it when she gets called that.
  29. Her other nickname is Mary Jane and loves being called that even more.

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30. She knows how to clean fish after catching them and has taught people how to do it, but has never caught a fish.

31. She believes this list is too long and she should stop now.

Friday, November 16, 2007

More Friday Fill-Ins!

1. The things I give thanks for this Thanksgiving are meeting amazing people at Noncon, NBTSC, finally discovering a bit more about myself, which has made me alot happier, STUN, my beautiful familyand friends who are family, MySpace, blogging, NaNoWriMo, Noncon North, my learner's premit, and, following tradition, boys and the mall, and so much more.

2. My Thanksgiving traditions include going to Grandma's ad eating myself sick. Cuz that's how I roll.

3. The best part about Thanksgiving is being with people you love, eating good food, and really being given a chance to think about all the things you have in your life to be thankful for.

4. My favorite Thanksgiving food is uhh, pumpkin pie, duh. And yams with marshmallows. I ahte cranberries, though.

5. I don't think there ever was the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to me on Thanksgiving.

6. After the meal, I usually go play with my cousins, but seeing as they're not coming, I think I'll play with the dog and watch TV with Chloe and wish I was with my new best friend Fergus.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to writing lots of NaNoWriMo and catching up, tomorrow my plans include driving cuz the car will be back from the shop and Sunday, I want to do something really fun and write NaNoWriMo!

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Thursday, November 15, 2007

Thursday Thirteen Homies






In honor of the awesome things we're planning for next year, Thirteen Things I'm Excited About.

1. Having my learner's permit.

2. Finishing NaNoWriMo.

3. Christmas.

4. New Years

5. NonCon North.

6. Aunt Lynn's Wedding.

7. Salt Spring Retreat With the Mayers.

8. LIFE is Good Conference.

9. Not Back to School Camp .

10. Live and Learn Conference.

11. Going to Italy (to see Chiara) and Ireland.

12. Turning sixteen.

13. Gary and Judy's Wedding.

Friday, November 9, 2007

Friday Fill-Ins, Ladies and Gentlebugs!!

1. Plans and schedules make me happy sometimes, frustrated other times.

.2. I'm happy when things are better than I expected.

3. The last thing I drank was orange mango soda pop.

4. One of the most valuable things in my life is not just one thing, it's my everything.

5. I like cheese and green peppers on my pizza.

6. Dear November, I'm thankful for Thanksgiving and NaNoWriMo.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to writing NaNoWriMo, tomorrow my plans include more NaNo and blogging and Sunday, I want to take life as it comes!

Get your own Friday Fill-In!!! They're lotsa goodygoody fun!

Fishy!!

Let me tell you about the angler. Or, rather, let Wikipedia tell you.

For now have look at this pretty Tee Shirt!!



What I'm Reading Now

The Long Hard Road Out of Hell, Marilyn Manson






















Key of Knowledge, Nora Roberts


















The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream, Barack Obama




















Books Are Good For You.



Odd, But Cute

Mona the pig.



















Chloe, a.k.a. Zucchini Scissors.



















Angelo the dog.


















Lestat and Wodney The Wat the rats.


















Zucchini Scissors and Pumpkin Scissors (MJ).














Wanna know what else is Odd But Cute?




This wonderful Threadless shirt.



That's right.

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Alice In Wonderland


Halloween is a good day.


















Alice with the Cheshire Cat




















Go ask Alice . . .


We're all mad here.













My third eye.

Song Lyrics Part Deux

I am exactly where I need to be, I need to be exactly where I am, I am a blessing manifest. I can undress the moment, naked time unwinds beneath my mind and from within I find the kind of beauty only I can find. I am exactly where I need to be, I need to be exactly where I am, I am surrendering so willingly to be the perfect me inside this now, and truly how else could it be? Destiny she blesses me. When I try to fight or run I only wind up back at square one. When I think I know what's best for me fate, she takes me back to exactly where I need to be. I am exactly where I need to be, I need to be exactly where I am, I am divinely timed and shining brightly. Yes, I believe that there's a purpose just for me, yes, I believe that we are light and we shine infinitely. I am exactly where I need to be, I need to be exactly where I am, I am not aimlessly existing, see I am in perfect harmony with universal energy and I am truly free when I accept my own divinity. Look at me, look at me closely. Tell me exactly what you see. If you are paying attention you will now begin ascension of the mind. Why? Because if you look at me just right you will see a kiss. For it took a kiss to make this breath exist, the intersection of my mother's and father's lips, to touch twist and perfect what came next to produce me. Look at me and you will see the breeze. The breeze it took to shake the leaves to make my mother's hair move, my father dare touch it and say 'please may I have a kiss'. Yes, the breeze made me exist. And if you want to get even deeper into this when you look at me you will see a big old cloud. The cloud it took to form the storm to shake the leaves to inspire the liplock - yes a raindrop will pop up out these words. You heard me right, if you look at me close enough you will see a dark stormy night. And what is night without it's polar opposite of sunlight, so if you watch the way my hands sway you'll see the light of day. And everyday is a testament to the sediment of the earth's core, its ever spinning enormous force, so if you look at me just right you will see a spark of the source, but the most fascinating thing about this, and it's true, is that if you look at me close enough, you see you. It's only what you perceive, how you believe, the space between you and me that creates reality. So when I sing you can feel it, when I cry you can heal it, when I speak words you can be the words I speak by singing with me. Peace, love, free, peace, love, free, peace, love, free. And when I am alone and full of fear, I just remember the rising sun always appears. Everyday miracles, miracles that I see, well they take me back to exactly where I need to be. A am exactly where I need to be, I need to be exactly where I am, I am a blessing manifest. - Amy Steinberg, Exactly

Where can a sick man go wen he can’t choke down the medicine, the old Doc knows. A specialist came to town, but he stays at home, saying 'no one knows, so I don’t'. Honey, when in Rome. - Nickel Creek, When In Rome

Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face. The kind you'd find on someone that could save. If they don't put me away, well, it'll be a miracle. Do you believe you're missing out, that everything good is happening somewhere else? But with nobody in your bed the night's hard to get through. And I will die all alone. And when I arrive I won't know anyone. Well, Jesus Christ, I'm alone again. So what did you do those three days you were dead? Cause this problem's gonna last more than the weekend. Well, Jesus Christ, I'm not scared of dying, I'm a little bit scared of what comes after. Do I get the gold chariot? Do I float through the ceiling? Do I divide and fall apart? Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark. And the ship went down in sight of land. And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands? I know you're coming in the night like a thief, but I've had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique. I know you think that I'm someone you can trust, but I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear I'll try to nail you back up. So do you think that we could work out a sign so I'll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try? I know you're coming for the people like me, but we all got wood and nails and turned out a hate factory. We all got wood and nails and turned out a hate factory. We all got wood and nails and we sleep inside of this machine. - Brand New, Jesus Christ

I once knew a girl in the years of my youth with eyes like the summer, all beauty and truth. In the morning I fled, left a note and it read 'Someday you will be loved.' I cannot pretend that I felt any regret cause each broken heart will eventually mend. As the blood runs red down the needle and thread. Someday you will be loved. You'll be loved, you'll be loved, like you never have known. The memories of me will seem more like bad dreams. Just a series of blurs, like I never occurred. Someday you will be loved. You may feel alone when you're falling asleep. And every time tears roll down your cheeks, but I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet. Someday you will be loved. - Death Cab For Cutie, Someday You will Be Loved

In Catholic school, vicious as Roman rule, I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black. And I held my tongue as she told me, 'Son, fear is the heart of love'. So I never went back. - Death Cab For Cutie, I Will Follow You Into the Dark

I never conquered, rarely came. - Blink-182, Adam's Song

Walk away me boys, walk away me boys and by morning we'll be free. Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear and raise what's left of the flag for me. Then the rosary beads, count them 1-2-3, fell apart as they hit the floor. In a garb of black we must pay respect to the color we were born to mourn. - Flogging Molly, What's Left of the Flag

There's a hotel in my memory, pink flamingos and light flickering from the TV screen. Come lay down here with me. Your mom and dad were right outside, so we climbed up here, so we can hide from everything. All the lies that we've lived beneath. Let's pick up where we left off. - Rocky Votolato, Where We left Off

There's people always dyin', tryin' to keep 'em alive. There' s bodies decomposing in containers tonight in an abandoned building where the squatters made a mural of a Mexican girl with fifteen cans of spray paint and a chemical swirl. She's standing in the ashes at the edge of the world, four winds blowin' through her hair. - Bright Eyes, Four Winds

Emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness is cleanliness, and cleanliness is godliness, and God is empty, just like me. Intoxicated with the madness, I'm in love with my sadness. - Smashing Pumpkins, Zero

The last time I saw you, you turned away. I couldn't see you with the sun shining in my eyes. I said "Hello" but you kept on walking. I'm going deaf from the sound of the freeway. - +44, Make You Smile

I came here with a load and it feels so much lighter, now I’ve met you. And honey you should know, that I could never go on without you. Green eyes. - Coldplay, Green Eyes

Well, I'm not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by you. - Finger Eleven, Paralyzer

Her every word was in italics as it would fall from her lips. - She Wants Revenge, Sister

More to come!

Song Lyrics

Quite simply, well-written songs are one of my favorite things and a very important element in well-written songs is good lyrics. These are some of my favorites:

I'm in love with the world through the eyes of a girl. - Elliott Smith, Say Yes

I couldn't take my eyes off her, but that's not what I took off that night. - Marilyn Manson, Heart-Shaped Glasses (When the Heart Guides the Hand)

Hey, I found the safest place to keep all our tenderness, to keep all those bad ideas, to keep all our hope. It's here in the smallest bones, the feet and the inner ear. It's such an enormous thing, to walk and to listen. - The Weakerthans, My Favorite Chords

The sidewalks are watching me think about you, sparkled with broken glass. - The Weakerthans, Left and Leaving

I know you might roll your eyes at this, but I'm so glad that you exist. - The Weakerthans, The Reasons

In love with love and lousy poetry. - The Weakerthans, Aside

And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient, though the specifics might be vague. - The Decemberists, July, July!

We laid on the mattress and tumbled to sleep. - The Decemberists, The Soldiering Life

My girl, linen and curls, lips parting like a flag all unfurled. - The Decemberists, Summersong

I'm a punch line who's punch drunk, with my fist in a broken mirror. - Rocky Votolato, Portland Is Leaving

There's a secret magic past world that you only notice when you're looking back at it. All I wanna do is turn around. - Rocky Votolato, White Daisy Passing

The clouds are holding up the dawn. They're stilts or crutches, I can't tell which one. To keep the short days looking longer, or to keep the sun from falling on broken legs. But the night's disguise is wearing thin.
Caught me looking through your eyes, and, no, I'm not doing alright. I'm just as stupid and desperate as I've always been. All the uselessness I write, come at me with a knife. Cut this sickness from my mind, help me forget about a shattered lie, bleed my failure into something right.
The bossman said there's no more work this winter. So go on home now and check back in the spring. Some dreams turned out to be a nightmare that you can't afford, so it's coming in on a credit card. get yourself all prettied up, my love. Come here close, let me tie that ironed ribbon, on the dress I bought you. It's the perfect one, for the perfect night with the perfect woman. But the night's disguise is wearing thin.
Caught me looking through your eyes, and, no, I'm not doing alright. I'm just as stupid and desperate as I've always been. All the uselessness I write, come at me with a knife. Cut this sickness from my mind, help me forget about a shattered lie, bleed my failure in to something right.
Cut this sickness from my mind, helpme forget about a shattered lie, bleed my failure into something right. Hey, yeah. - Rocky Votolato, The Night's Disguise

There were boys kissing her lips and missing all the great things she had to say. - Owen Pye, A Song For a Girl

Thou shalt not use poetry, art, or music to get into girls' pants. Use it to get into their heads. - Dan le Sac Vs. Scroobius Pip, Thou Shalt Always Kill

Sometimes we take chances, sometimes we take pills. - Fall Out Boy, Hum Hallelujah

A wicked wind will blow your ribbons from your curls. - The Decemberists, Shankhill Butchers

I was on your porch, the smoke sank into my skin, so I came in side to be with you. We talked all night about everything you could imagine, cuz come the morning I'll be gone. And as our eyes start to close, I turn to you and I let you know that I love you.
My dad was sick. My mom, she cared for him. Her love, it nursed him back to life. And me, I ran. I couldn't even look at him fo fear I'd have to say goodbye.
And as I start to leave, he grabs me by the shoulder and he tells me, 'What's left to lose? You've done enough. And if you fail, well then, you fail, but not to us. Cuz these last three years, I know they been hard, but now it's time to get out of the desert and into the sun, even if it's alone.'
So now here I sit in a hotel off of Sunset. My thoughts bounce off of Sam's guitar. And that's the way it's been ever since we were kids, but now we've got something to prove.
And I, I can see their eyes, but tell me something, can they see mine?
Cuz what's left to lose? I've done enough, and if I fail, well then I fail, but I gave it a shot.
And these last three years, I know they been hard, but now it's time to get out of the desert and into the sun, even if it's alone.
Even if it's alone.
Even if it's alone.
I was on your porch last night and the smoke sank into my skin. - The Format, On Your Porch

Once in a blue moon there's a blue sky. I wear my blue jeans and fly my blue kite. Hands like a bluebird until the wind dies. Then the tears pour out of my blue eyes. - Bright Eyes, True Blue

The talking leads to touchind and the touching leads to sex and then there is no mystery left. - Rilo Kiley, Portions For Foxes

Thursday Thirteen Bitches


Thirteen Days That Changed My Life

1. The day my sister was born.

2. The day I started Kindergarten at Whittier Elementary.

3. The day I quit school, half way through fourth grade at View Ridge Elementary.

4. The day Chiara came to live with us.

5. The day Hurricane Katrina hit Louisiana.

6. The day Hurricane Rita hit Louisiana.

7. The day Hurricane Wilma hit Florida.

8. The day I started working at Hope For Horses.

9. The day I went to the Not Back to School Camp.

10. The day I went to the LIFE Is Good Conference.

11. The day I went to my second year at Not Back to School Camp.

12. The day of my fifteenth birthday when I got my nose pierced.

13. The day I went to Non-Con.

Camp

This reminds me of NBTSC.