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  <title>Psychic MoonShadow</title>
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    <title>Back in sweet home CANANDA</title>
    <published>2010-01-04T22:42:29Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-04T22:42:29Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Lotsa Beatles atm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">That was actually a pretty fun vacation. A better word might actually be &lt;i&gt;eventful&lt;/i&gt;. I just feel like I have a million stories from it, all crowding my brain too quickly for me to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cruise was pretty cool. The schedule was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Leave port from Fort Lauderdale (Dec 27)&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Dock at Key West&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Day at sea&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Dock at Cayman Island&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Dock in Jamaica, New Year's (Dec 31)&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Day at sea&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Dock at Fort Lauderdale, take a plane home with Grandpa while everyone else drives home (Jan 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to edit everything in later, but some tidbits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Swam with stangrays :DDD&lt;br /&gt;-Played Blackjack every night with Grandpa - won some, lost some&lt;br /&gt;-Attended every one of the ship's shows, including an ice-carving demonstration and a BEATLES SHOW. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;-Met up with Andrew from high school, had a nice time catching up (he gained weight)&lt;br /&gt;-Met a guy named James who showed me how to get optimal speed on a waterslide. I practiced on the ship's slide a lot :3&lt;br /&gt;-Climbed a waterfall with the family in Jamaica - Dad later blew out his ankle while walking through the shops&lt;br /&gt;-Got hit on less than 60 seconds into 2010&lt;br /&gt;-Had a medical emergency onboard and watched a helicopter carry the man away&lt;br /&gt;-Made friends with Sarah from "Cananda," a dancer on the ship at the piano bar&lt;br /&gt;-Greg motorboated Sarah. I wanted him to shout "I'm old Greg!"&lt;br /&gt;-Ron Jeremy was once on my boat and got a guy fired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Flew back home with Grandpa. Very stressful. Talked with Andrew on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;-Grandpa lost his luggage&lt;br /&gt;-Grandpa's car got stuck in a snowbank as we were picking up Alex. It was stuck for about an hour. I got to see puppies. Her aunt and uncle were amazing. D:&lt;br /&gt;-SLEEPOVER AND WE FINALLY SHOWED TOM MUPPET TREASURE ISLAND OH GOD SO GOOD&lt;br /&gt;-Early freakin' wake-up I NEVER GET TO SLEEP IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had my first day of school today. aka one class cuz the other one's cancelled. And turned out he's repeating the class on Wednesday for everyone who wasn't there the first time. So I could have just driven home with the family. And I don't need to wake up early for that class Wednesday. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled with Alex and Geordie after. Alex and I were cool and hung out in the CSL Shopping Centre. Who needs Second Cup when you have a Dollar Store?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood to really be on the computer and deal with stuff. Kinda just want to watch College Humour for the next few hours. And maybe help the family unpack (they just got back a couple hours ago). Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for the record, STAY AWAY FROM MISS PIGGY AND ANGEL-MARIE. But Tim Currey you can trust...the man with the one leg...he doesn't want to rape you, no...and beware runnin' wiv scissors, and oth'r pointy objects! Someone could poke out an AY-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>In Florida</title>
    <published>2009-12-24T04:02:08Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-05T02:05:37Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Kamen Riders and the Magic Tinfoil theme song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Seeing family. Some old friends/acquaintances from high school (including our old guidance counselor, who happens to be staying here too, and had no idea that this was a Jewish hotspot). Buying stuff. Lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some really nice costume jewelery. And bikinis (for the first time in two or three years :D). And shirts. The one I'm wearing now is the kind that looks like a t-shirt over a long sleeve shirt. My sleeves are black and gray stripes and it makes me feel like I'm 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear my sunglasses around a lot because they're perscriptioned, and I don't always have my normal glasses on me so I still wear my sunglasses at night. And in book stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally have an hour or so in the evenings to spend on my dad's laptop. Ben was actually online a couple times, as was Alex, but Tom's a busy boy and everyone's generally having too much fun without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the pool today I sat eating lunch with my sister and cousins at their hotel. We talked about Family Guy and were giving names to some of the people at the pool. We made up a whole intricate storyline between them. And then we named my brother and our youngest cousin Ferrari and Mazda or something. It was amusing. Then we went for dinner and ice cream and my mother and sister are currently making the third Target run of the trip with our cousin Melissa. We still need more shaped Kraft Dinner. and BATTERIES haha (for the car's iPod player).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my favourite show is Kamen Riders and the MAJIC TINFOIL. FUCK YEAH. We're out of tinfoil - quick, get the plastic wrap! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been pretty damned cold thus far. We went to the beach yesterday but it was way cold, and later the pool which was tolerable  due to being very warm, but then my other cousin Aiden threw up in it and we had to get out. XD Today we were the T-Baum's hotel at the rocky beach with too much wind, then pool with too much cold. No swimming for me today. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, even if it's really cold for the rest of the week (but it has been and will continue to get warmer each day), it'll be very, very warm on the cruise (which we leave for on Sunday). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also trying to write at least one fic on this vacation. Haha, good luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>I hate take-home exams.</title>
    <published>2009-12-18T07:26:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-18T08:22:47Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">All I have to do is finish this fucking Canadian Jewish History take-home exam, and I'll be done my first term at university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this exam with a burning passion. I want to kill it with fire. I just can't get myself to fucking do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well once that's done, I just need to finish packing my non-clothing stuff, and tomorrow we'll start the long drive to Florida at 11am, right after my sister finishes her exam. It'll be a three-day drive, followed by a week in a hotel with some families whose kids Becky and I know from high school. After that we'll be going on a week-long cruise, then my parents will hop into the car right from th boat and drive straight home, and I'm going to beat them there by hopping off the boat to get on a plane and fly straight home (to get back in time for school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tl;dr I probably won't have any internet access for the next two weeks. I wonder how you'll all live without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and everyone on Facebook should get in on this &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#/event.php?eid=199443213306&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;make your profile pic a Pokémon month&lt;/a&gt; thing (there are lots of similar groups/events if you look around). Kinda neat seeing all the Pogeymanz everywhere. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, all I really have to/have time to say is:&lt;br /&gt;-I completed three essays/exams Sunday/Monday, as I had put in no effort before that.&lt;br /&gt;-I finally finished &lt;i&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife&lt;/i&gt; last night (after being unable to finish when I read it over the summer), and damn did I cry. Amazing novel.&lt;br /&gt;-Saw Christmas Carol with Ben, pretty good, felt a bit lacking in some ways but probably very similar to source material. Music was awesome, movie bit too fast-paced. Lots of flying/chase scenes.&lt;br /&gt;-Jill was really awesome and Tom, Alex, Ben and I had a mini Christmas party there, which was very, very nice. Should mentioned to Ben it included dinner. XD&lt;br /&gt;-Evan got his ear pierced today. Pretty sure he did go with the non-gay one. I hope - people thought he was gay at my party. XD&lt;br /&gt;-I STILL HAVE TO FINISH TOM'S MAGNET and Ben's shirt and that figure still hasn't arrived. :&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alex got me an Ice Yoshi plush for Christmas. You'll get it if your name is Zerodius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this was (one of) my Christmas gifts to my gang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v238/GoldMoon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ArcMagnet.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v238/GoldMoon/ArcMagnet.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an Arcanine magnet for Alex! I also made a Koffing one for Ben (need to scan that at some point), and still need to get to work on Tom's Scyther. Still considering making an Eamesvee and Psangduck, depends if I ever have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out, happy holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>It's 2am and December is Busy</title>
    <published>2009-12-09T07:16:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-17T05:33:21Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>SO MUCH BEATLES OMG WON'T GET OUT OF MY HEAD DAY AND NIGHT Blackbird atm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'D LIKE TO BE&lt;br /&gt;UNDER THE SEA&lt;br /&gt;IN AN OCTILLERY'S GARDEN&lt;br /&gt;IN THE SHIAAAAAAAYDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beatles final exam on Thursday. It's the only exam that I actually have to study for, and pretty damn nervous. Did fairly shittily on the mid-term, and hopefully ben's gonna help me study a bit tomorrow, then MAYBE Media Night (because that night has always been incredibly fucked up lol). Also Pokémon. Lots of them. Beatles and Pokémon in my heeaaaad. Least classes are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checklist of stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-Beatles exam&lt;/s&gt; pretty sure I aced it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-Canadian Jewish Writing final essay&lt;/s&gt; not too confident - worth 40% of mark lol&lt;br /&gt;-Creative Process final project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-British Literature take-home exam&lt;br /&gt;-English Composition exam&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Canadian Jewish Writing take-home exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FINISH INDIVIDUAL MINI-GIFTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-get exacto-knife cutting board and laminate&lt;/s&gt; screw that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-print out pictures&lt;br /&gt;-get Jill bubble bath solution or lotion or something&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-make Ben his Koffing t-shirt or buy Beatles pjs/Guitar Hero boxers&lt;br /&gt;-wait for Ben's Koffing figure to arrive from Blackjack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-figure out wtf to get Tom&lt;/s&gt; yay candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-finish Alex' stuff&lt;/s&gt; yay mugs&lt;br /&gt;-print out details for the songs on Alex and Ben's CDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-work on Evan and Laura's gifts after the weekend&lt;br /&gt;-patch up friendships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-pack for Florida&lt;br /&gt;-resent Florida&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-???&lt;br /&gt;-PROFIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it can officially said that Friday was so terrible it even made Chuck Norris cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was supposed to happen:&lt;br /&gt;-???&lt;br /&gt;-PROFIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What actually happened:&lt;br /&gt;-parents didn't end up going up north&lt;br /&gt;-Ben made a mistake&lt;br /&gt;-Alex got fired&lt;br /&gt;-Alex got a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;-Manar's a bitch&lt;br /&gt;-Tom had work the next day (HE WAS THE ONE AVAILABLE ONE, TOO)&lt;br /&gt;-Tom couldn't drag himself over&lt;br /&gt;-Ben had to get up early&lt;br /&gt;Positive: &lt;br /&gt;-I did not have to drive Ben to the train station to Toronto for his Weezer concert. Lucky it was this weekend, cuz they cancelled all other shows after that due to a bus crash while en route to Boston&lt;br /&gt;-Toy Story made everything better anywayway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I didn't go out all weekend and still got hardly anything done. And a snowstorm is supposed to hit tomorrow. Oh but my grandmother got Becky and me new boots because she had a gift certificate to a designer boots store and now I have nice new boots but despite the label we're doubting they're actually waterproof. Wore them for the first time today and felt stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a light dusting of snow on the grass and rooftops, and the sidewalks are a little caked, but not a lot. I hate to say it, but I suppose it was about time for winter to arrive already - it felt like a strange, leafless version of fall until a couple days ago when the snow really stayed on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>psychmoonshadow @ 2009-12-03T02:04:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-03T07:04:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-07T00:46:32Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Muppets Bohemian Rhapsody</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So my old high school play is currently having their cast party in my basement. They just performed Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass two nights in a row, and it was actually pretty damn boss, so they do deserve a good party. There's about 40 of them plus Sam (ASM), though hopefully the director Anisa will show up soon enough. And they're pretty damned loud. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since Becky's graduating this year, my parents let her host the cast party of one of the two yearly plays. When I performed in The Tempest the year before graduating they let me host it, and now the exact same room is being used for a whole new cast, save just a few of the kids I've known since they were just babies to the school - Shawn (OMG TALL), Brownstein (now looks just like his brother), Daniel (wtf he's handsome - the new Joey Goodman lol?), Bailey (she's always so chipper), Michelle (hasn't changed a bit!) and then a bunch of siblings of people from my grade - Shy, Noa, Annalie, Josh from a year younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Anisa just arrived. And I was sitting in the den watching the kids sign adbooks for a few minutes and Becky was like "you'd better not stay for pass the candle" - as if I didn't know better! XP Noam also didn't know Shy's siblings were siblings, at which I lolled. Sam's called a cab and pass the candle is hardly beginning at 1:20. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see the play yesterday (got class Wednesday evenings) and I was absolutely stunned by the entire thing myself. The set was fairly simple, with rotating pieces to make changes easier. Though they incorporated a very cool little visual thing with a projector, very cute. The costumes absolutely blew my mind! Alice was really cute, Michelle was adorable, Tweedles Dee and Dum were hilarious (fat gangstas!), the queens were so pretty, the mimsy whatsitcalled was awesome, and the Mad Hatter and Doormouse were simple but sweet. My absolute, all-time favourite, however, would absolutely easily be the Cheshire Cat! She was awesome, and her acting was great. Honourable acting mentions go to Bailey as Tweedle Dee, the Doormouse, like all the queens, Ari as Alice (all those lines omg), Noam and Daniel who are adorable, and absolutely my sister as the Ditchess, who is actually pretty damn funny when she needs to be. (She is also downstairs now bossing and trying to control everyone, shouting "ALICE" to the general "WHAT!" followed by silence reply. (And just let Sam out the door - pass the candle still isn't flying well XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Kay, it's 1:50 and they're making some headway. XD I actually popped in just as Anisa was asking Roy, a crew member, to say Doc's line from West Side Story. I had to cry it out. ^^; Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v238/GoldMoon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03412.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v238/GoldMoon/DSC03412.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So yesterday I had Esther over for baking! We met up after finishing class, went to grab some groceries (which we ended up totally not needing anyway) and an hour and a half had gone by by the time we actually got to my house. It didn't take too long for us to get the cake together, though, seperating it into cupcakes and what, but a penis cake! (The pan had been feeling unloved since it's last use at the sex toy party. XD) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had that baking while we also prepared some chocolate chip cookies, and when I called to ask my mom about the location of the brown sugar (how was I supposed to know it would be in the fridge behind the milk bags?), she started going on about how it was too late to make cookies when we had a play to attend in two hours. Problem: the batter was half finished. So we quickly finished it up, and when mom got home she was like "oh, if it's already amost done, whatever" and somehow she NEVER looked in the over and never found the giant penis baking in there, yay! Never saw it as it was cooling off, either, so she was none the wiser until we gave it a vasectomy and chopped the balls up so nobody could tell their original shape. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I brought the shaft and headed in to school. 12 o'clock: time for which I head in to school and Alex leaves school for Tom's lol. Also missed two busses to get there because the pizza for the kids' cast party arrived 12 hours early and the guy whose car I hit called at the exact time, just as I was leaving. For some reason I thought I was going with Ben and his brother to see a movie, so I hung out at my old school for a few hours instead. Chilled in Comime for awhile, and we trolled pedos online in the Sci-Fi Club, which was pretty lulz - I miss those guys. :&amp;lt; Walked and talked with Amber and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After English Composition I met up with Esther, and Alex was gonna do early dinner with us but instead we met up with her and Tom at Dawson to then have dinner. Instead, I introduced Esther a bit around the main clubspace, then chilled in History Club for a long while. We ate the rest of the penis cake (I HAD ICED IT SO THERE WAS WHITE CREAM EVERYWHERE, MAN), chilled with Jana, then told racist jokes with Anthony, Lambert and Simon. Cameron arrived later, too (I abandon Tom and Ben for him UNTIL THEY TURN GAY TOO). Then Esther and I didn't really have much time to grab food, we went to our last Brit Lit class and gave out our homemade cookies at the end. Saved one for Evan, we met up, talked sexy talk and giant tetris, and yup. Good day overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamed Ringo Starr loved me. Or had a gigantic crush on me. And I'm not talking about young Ringo - I mean &lt;a href="http://images.celeb9.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/mccartney-and-starr.jpg"&gt;current Ringo&lt;/a&gt;. (Though he still looks pretty good. :3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he was with John (for some reason I think John and Ringo were the only ones still alive, not Paul, but I'm not sure) and we were at...some kind of retreat, maybe (Maharishi Maheshi Yogi)? I remember at some point a bunch of people were standing in long lines outside a building or something, maybe by the ocean (like we did at fire drills at summer camp?), with me at the back of one and Ringo and John floating around somewhere to my left. And Ringo and I kind of met and he seemed to...have a thing for me. I was both flattered and a bit weirded out at first, since Ringo's my favourite Beatle and all, and it's pretty cool to have a celebrity being the one to crush on you, but at the same time...he could be my grandfather? I remember specifically thinking "but I'm so young" and "is he going to leave his wife for me?" Pretty sure this all came about by reading an article for my Beatles class on how fangirls waited outside Jon's door and how Jon left whatshername for Yoko and all that. Weird stuff. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All well, still better than my dream where Tim Curry was chasing me. I don't usually have celebrity dreams, so this is kind of strange for me, if amusing. Never cared much for the celebrity scene, though I've had a strange cast of celebrity appearances in dreamland, from Robin Williams to Jennifer Annistan to Vince Vaune. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgbNymZ7vqY&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;Muppets Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;/a&gt; is amazing and has been stuck in my head ever since Tom introduced Alex and I to it on Saturday. We were actually literally rofling on the bed at Monster, and then OLD TOM AND ANGEL-MARIE ahahahaha. It's sooooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last day of school until the weekend (OMFG WE'D BETTER GET THE HOUSE FEWGEHRTS) and then just two more days, then exams. Fwee. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>Christmas, Memes and Stuff</title>
    <published>2009-11-30T06:52:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-17T06:58:03Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So in recent news only one week of school left and OH GOD WHY AM I LEAVING FOR FLORIDA SO SOON FUCK I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE and I need to finish Christmas presents for my gang. It's proving less easy than expected, and for some reason I'm struggling more with Ben and Tom's gifts (aren't they supposed to be easier?), and am slowly running out of time for the custom things I'm making. And now that I think about it, I should make something for Evan and Laura, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird because we NEVER did Christmas gifts before with my old group (the one time we tried a Secret Santa I just ended up giving Eric his Chimchar plushie as a birthday gift XD). Probably had to do with us all being Jewish...but Alex is and Ben's half, so go fig. XD Tom's mom's also arranging a Christmas party we're invited to, because Jill is amazing. ;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Custom gifts are fun, but difficult when time-consuming. I'd like to post them once completed, though. ^^ On that note, &lt;b&gt;does anyone have any suggestions for a sturdy, cardboard-like material paper can be glued to?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDIT:&lt;/u&gt; Oh hey, speaking of Christmas, the morning after I wrote this I looked out the window, saw all white, figured "great, another gray day" and it turns out it's &lt;i&gt;snowing&lt;/i&gt;. It's about the fourth snowfall of th season, but the first time the snow's sticking around. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In other news...well, Psychic needs to work on her driving/staying away from other objects skills, and is suddenly costing her family further driving-related money with her sister also taking lessons. Did she mention her 16-year-old sister hasn't had any accidents, either? Though said sister did scream at her to pretty much run a red, once. And got a friend's mother a speeding ticket so we all had to pull over to the side of the road to Carmeldanson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote an 8-pager in two and a half days. Given, two pages were actually two rewritten sonnets by Sir Philip Sidney and Lady Mary Wroth, keeping to the meter and rhyme scheme, and the rest was just analying my own writing, but meh. Still good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Creative Process class has been fun since it's just been working on comedic routines/ad parodies, then presenting them to the class, so all we really do it laugh. Shame our professor's so behind with the assignments we handed in, though - people were getting their prose assignments incredibly late, so we were able to hand in our script assignments incredibly late (I handed mine in asap, only to find with Alex that it had two stupid mistakes). I'd still really like to get mine back, even if i have to go to him next term to get it. We're going to be doing comics next, and I'm half contemplating doing a Pokémon-themed one for my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this coming week is our last, I'm going to have Esther over on Tuesday and we're gonna have some fun baking, maybe bring some of it to our Wednesday class (as we seem to have lost the tradition of bringing candies, and we've been wanting to do something like this). Hopefully Alex will join us too, after finishing Christmas shopping with Tom for me (THEY'RE TOTALLY GONNA STEAL MY GIFT IDEA FOR TOM AND BUY ME TAMPONS...FOR TOM'S MANGINA). Esther and I also went to a pub before class last week (first pubbing experience not counting Mcciban's with Creative Writing class and Ben sang Cellophane Rainbow lol, and especialy Esther's first legal one). There was no food there, though, so this week we'll head to a restaurant, eat AND get drinks. Then feed the class. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know how sometimes people on your friendslist post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute? Since when were they working THERE? Since when were they dating HIM/HER? Since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you should already know? It happens to all of us sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please copy the topics below, erase my answers and put yours in their place, and then post it in your journal! Please elaborate on the questions that would benefit from elaboration. One-Word-Answers seldom help anyone out. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First Name&lt;br /&gt;You can really just call me Madame Psychria of Psychicness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Age&lt;br /&gt;I'm old enough to do stuff in places. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Location&lt;br /&gt;Canada. I know how to speak French (though I am terrible at it). And I live in an igloo (made of brick and mortar). Sorry, I just don't like to give away that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Occupation&lt;br /&gt;I worked at Carlton Cards (Canadian version of American Greetings) in 08 and volunteered over the summer of 09, but right now I'm a full-time university student in English Literature with a minor in Professional Writing. Considering switching, though. And I hope to work on a cruiseline over the summer. EDIT: Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Partner?&lt;br /&gt;Do all my super-serious lesbian lovers count? I have like, eight.&lt;br /&gt;I've been dating Ben for a number of months, if that was never really picked up on. He's going to be moving to Florida to work at the O Canada! ride in Disney World in February (so anyone going there should look out for him)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kids&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, no, and hopefully not for a very, VERY long time. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Brothers/Sisters&lt;br /&gt;Becky is 16, a bit of a Jewish American Princess in some ways, and a bit of a rebel in others. She's mostly independant, loud, passionate, and sometimes believes in something she knows little about. &lt;br /&gt;Michael (I'm the only one who calls him Mike) is 11 and is very absolrbed in anything he does. He's great at math is generally glued to one screen or another, an even pickier eater than I was at his age (I FUCKING ATE BREAKFAST FOODS) and is whiney and possibly a little spoiled/my parents are way too easy on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Pets&lt;br /&gt;I wiiiiish. My mother hates all animals and Becky's allergic to cats, though Mike and my dad would love a dog. I'd be happy with ANYTHING: cat, dog, bird, hampster, mouse, lizard, snake, tarantula...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. List the 3-5 biggest things going on in your life&lt;br /&gt;-University. That's...something in itself, really.&lt;br /&gt;-This crazy amazing little circle of friends that I can't begin on how lucky I've got. I have that guy I used to like, that crazy British chick, and a boyfriend, and we're all really close and it's pretty amazing. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-My old high-school friendships are just falling apart, which really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;-My writing, I suppose. Just working on stuff, submitted a little something for publication, little this-and-thats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Parents&lt;br /&gt;Both of my parents work for their fathers, and both of their families are entirely Jewish (and both taught me my Jewish guilting ways). My mother is a nurse for my grandfather, who is a gynocologist. She's really warm and welcoming, though inside the house she's a little crazy, a real neat-freak, still has a very traditional way of thinking and can be very difficult to reason with, especially when she brings up past issues she can't drop.&lt;br /&gt;My father works for my grandfather who owns his own small fabric-distribution company he started after immigrating to Canada. My dad's a Good Jew who goes to synagogue most days and almost always eats kosher. He also had a very traditional mindset and, while calmer and generally more forgiving than my mother, when he gets agitated, it can be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Some of your closest friends&lt;br /&gt;Alex, Ben and Tom, right off the bat - I can talk to them about anything and everything (except Tom at times because EMOTIONS ARE SCARY). My friendship with Laura's going pretty strong even though she moved away, and you can probably say Evan, too. XD I'm pretty close with purple_drake, and used to talk to Dragonfree, Cheshire and Timid Kyogre frequently, but those tend to spark and fizzle out at random. There used to be more, but...high school friendships are cunt punting me, and I haven't been seeing my old college friends much so I'm not as close with them. Life's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also YAY MORE E-DRAMA NOT RELATED TO ME. And I wanted to go to bed at a decent time tonight, for once. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>My sister's friends are trolls.</title>
    <published>2009-11-24T01:45:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-25T17:55:42Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Glad All Over (Dave Clark 5) - was on the radio and made me happy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Crap, I'm using the Stephenie Meyer tag, that can't be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Similarly to myself, my sister, Becky, is a Twi-hater. Which isn't always easy to be, because sometimes you have to be careful not to offend the people around you who might be fans (especially since she's 16). Becky...really likes voicing her opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So her friend, Michelle, has apparently become a big Twilight fan since I last saw her, while my sister and her other friend Noam are both quite anti-Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, Michelle, for some reason unknown to us all, got Becky and Noam autographs from who, but Robert Pattinson himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an absolutely hideous picture of RPatz with "to Becky" and a siggy scribbled on it. He's dressed "casually," aka "look like a slob," but at least his hair isn't gigantic Edward Cullen hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imo, it's a little bit hilarious. I actually think Michelle kind of trolled them, haha. Apparently when she brought them the autographs in school, all the annoying teen Twitards rushed their lunch table and were fawning insanely over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the question is... sell it on eBay, burn it with the rest of the series, or just let my sister keep this atrocity in her room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brief note of e-drama...you don't realize how much more exciting it makes internet life until there's none for a long period of time, then LJ is suddenly hopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I really have to say is Serebii VM system =/= private, if we're obsessing over you, and you're obsessing over us...oh wait, I forgot, you "don't care," so scratch that. And come on, guys - psychoanalysis can only go so far over the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In other news...got a big-ass essay due Wednesday I actually have to write. Gotta cancel my hair appointment, boo. *needs a shaping like mad* It doesn't help that Sunday night I spent like two and a half hours at Evan's with him, Ben and Jake working on a recording for Ben's radio play (called Teabaggers, about a guy who wants to shoot Obama for a school project). We were supposed to record it twice, but instead Evan, being Evan, kept being silly, and we were all messing around so much we just got one take. :P Surprise, surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with Kallos for some sweaters on Tuesday, very nice, did not expect to get all our shopping (two shirts!) done at The Gap. Met up with Ben at 8am Wednesday (TOO EARLY) to finally get our Swine Flu vaccines after the line on Sunday was way too long, got it done in like half an hour, avoided creepy clown. Chilled in Comimé for a bit, then hung out with Alex and did some filming/spying on Henry, then went to 3 Broisseurs with Esther before class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was nice. Alex chilled at my house and we swapped some music before meeting Kallos at Subway. We then went to his place, which was a bit weird because the couches were pushed aside and...well, the rest of the usual gang wasn't there. I've never been in his basement when it was so empty and it was just...sad. I really miss the old nerd group. Sometimes I spot and talk to Ryan or Geordie in the halls at my uni, I catch Brian if he's with Alex, and I was able to catch Kallos a few times (and thus arranged shopping). I haven't seen Jon in ages, and Sam and Eric...I'm just sick and tired of getting the cold shoulder (well, beyond cold shoulder, really - more like bitch shoulder) from them. No matter how nice or cheerful I try to be. It sends my mood plummetting every time, and it just plain sickens me that we went from best friends (even Eric used to say I was one of his) to...whatever the fuck this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...well anyway, we watched Orgazmo, took some hilarious screencaps, then had some great fun with a Mac laptop webcam. Since Laura was in town and Evan busy with homework, I went and picked her up, and we all watched This Is Spinal Tap ("the answer is, none more black"). Then went on My Life Is Average and messed around on our newest discovery, Mystery Google. Alex called some random dude to tell him she was the Pink Ranger. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've consequently changed my SPPf avatar for the first time in...maybe three years? Yeah. Unfortunately, despite the fact that it was just an embrace, I actually got a lot of people complaining about how "ditry" the old one was. Even &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;'ve learned that not everything has to be sexual. It was a hug. It was a &lt;i&gt;platonic&lt;/i&gt; hug. Did Mewtwo look like he was getting some kind of sexual thrill? Sillies. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All well, at least now if someone complains about my avatar being dirty, they'll be semi-right. DVDA scares me, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>Beware the Danish Vibrators</title>
    <published>2009-11-11T04:23:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-13T04:42:27Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>How Deep is Your Love (Bee Gees - played in the subway, been in my head since)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just wanted to take a moment to say &lt;i&gt;Thank you, Leonard Cohen, for finally giving me exactly what I've been missing all my life: a book containing a scene where a vibrator takes on a mind of its own, "learns to feed itself," and "attacks" the narrator's wife before jumping out the hotel room window and swimming off into the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, now I know what I've been missing. Thank you for making me giggle crazily on the bus while my brain melted inside my skull. I am tempted to write of the vibrator's later adventures, now. &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, really, I was laughing on the bus as I read this scene, it was amazing. XD Incredibly creepy, but it was just...terrific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things that are fun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This random one-shot I wrote: &lt;a href="http://http//www.serebiiforums.com/showthread.php?p=10683663"&gt;Mistakes for Breakfast&lt;/a&gt;! Not for any fandom, and it's just a single scene, but I do rather like it. It's kinda experimental, so criticism would be much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Psychoanalying fetishes! Seriously - once I figured the relation between penises and power, BOOM! This is what I do at 2 in the morning to help me fall asleep. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-NaNoing has taken a HUGE plummet! D: I'm at a coffee shop scene 9of which there will probably be many) and I think the characters are just bored and tired. I will admit that INFODUMPS ARE THE EFFING BEST FOR WORDCOUNT. Like I practically survive off them, they're so wonderful, especially since they can be used as an excuse to ramble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Periods are fun! Haha, no, they're actually fucking annoying. Two people who are incredibly close to me recently got freaked out because theirs were late - that's more than enough for a month. Also I'm taking my pills a day later so I should theoretically get my period 24 hours later, but instead it's closer to about 9/10 hours later. Balls - it was nice getting my period in the evening. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Today I saw Jen and Ben on the way to school! Jen was on the 104, and when I got off to subway the rest of the way, Ben was on the platform (so I scared the bejeesers out of him XD). Made my day. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sohmer and Lar of Least I Can Do/Looking for Group have the grand opening for their comic shop this weekend! Super stoked to make the long, long trek there with Alex and Tom. May or may not turn it into a shopping day - I'd really like to be at The 4th Wall for as long as possible for all the raffles n stuff, but their work scedules make that difficult. Gah. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Turns out I've been putting off a lot of schoolwork and I totally forgot about the 1,250-word essay due for Jewish Canadian Writing on Thursday! I'm about halfway through it now, but I also have Brit Lit reading to do for tomorrow and some script also due Thursday. I may have to skip out on visiting Evan so I'll have more time Wednesday evening to finish my work, especially since I'm helping Alex with an interview she needs to film tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop blogging and finish my work, now. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Thursday EDIT:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Picture of *Ace Ventura* says:&lt;br /&gt;i might considering fucking *batman*, but only cause he can suck my dick standing up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD I ALMOST DIED FROM THIS. WHY DO I STILL SHIP IT SO HARD. OH AND BATMAN AND UM LET'S CALL HIM MARTY. MACFLY. SO UM LIKE YEAH. OR MAYBE WE CAN JUST HAVE BATMAN, ACE AND MARTY GOING AT IT ALL AT ONCE. ALEX AND I MAY OR MAY NOT WATCH. LINDA CAN JOIN US. EVERYONE BUT ACE IS ON MY BOOB LIST ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>Is there really a Beautiful Loser?</title>
    <published>2009-11-08T21:21:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-11T04:32:11Z</updated>
    <category term="writing"/>
    <category term="pokémon"/>
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    <lj:music>Beatles, TV on the Radio, really should get back Dirty Projectors from Alex</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;-You disdained the coupon because of the sin of pride, didn't you. Charles Axis wasn't enough for you. In your greedy brain you cherished an unspeakable desire. You wanted to be Blue Beetle. you wanted to be Captain Marvel. You wanted to be Plastic Man. Robin wasn't even good enough for you, you wanted to be Batman.&lt;br /&gt;-You're breaking my back!&lt;br /&gt;-You wanted to be the Superman who was never Clark Kent. You wanted to live at the front of the comic. You wanted to be the Ibis the Invincible who never lost his Ibstick. You wanted SOCK! POW! SLAM! UGG! OOF! YELP! written in the air between you and all the world. To become a New Man in the fifteen minutes a day meant absolutely nothing to you! Confess!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~F. from &lt;i&gt;Beautiful Loses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted miracles! He didn't want to have to make the climb through the ladder - he wanted to magically wake up with X-ray vision! A confession!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's what we all want, isn't it? We all want to get out on top without the effort. We want to take center stage without having to work for it. Instant gratification. A quick fix. Damn hard work! Damn fifteen minutes a day! I'll take pills for a month and lose ten pounds and never have to worry about eating healthy or excersizing again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone save me from drowning in Leonard Cohen's mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The empty tracs can is the one that makes the most noise.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed that? I remember my grade 11 English teacher told us that, and I've been seeing it more and more. When the can is full and you roll it down the street, it's not going to make as much noise as one that's completely empty, or just has a thing or two rolling around in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider people. Consider say, talented people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is truly talented does not need to declare their talent to the world. They don't need to walk around telling people how amazing they are, or strut about like they're the hottest stuff. Because they know it already, and anyone who sees what they have done can see their level of skill. Anyone who sees it will agree that it's good. The creator doesn't need to boast; they are proud of their work, but modest, and have so reacher a sort of peace, a contentment. They are perfectly aware that it is not the best thing in all of creation, but they can take pride in it without having an inflated ego. They don't need to tell people "I am good," because anyone who sees it will know it. Their talent speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes then there are people who are less talented. There isn't as much in their garbage can - maybe they're even empty. The product of their skills is less impressive. Perhaps they doubt themselves. They may not be happy with what they have, with what they can do, and are not at peace. Insecurity is a difficult thing. Or perhaps in their own clouded judgement they think it's better than it is. What many then do is that they try to be loud. They want everyone to know they are happy, they want everyone to know they are talented. They NEED to say it, to make it true by declaring it, and to &lt;b&gt;assure themselves&lt;/b&gt; that they really are happy, that they really are talented. Saying it makes them feel better about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed this a fair bit. People make declarations for attention, to make themselves more confident. There are people on SPPf who do it. There are published authors who have done it (I do believe Christopher Paolini, who refuses to listen to criticism, once made a wild declaration regarding his work compared to that of Tolkein), and recently I've noticed it with someone I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works the same way with happiness or love or anything else as it does with talent. When someone is truly happy, do they need to declare it to the world? When you have ananda, inner bliss, do you really need to make such a racket about it? I can understand wanting to shout out your joy sometimes, but if it's done so frequently and so vehemently...are you trying to tell &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt; you're happy, or are you just telling yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dreams have been strange lately. For a while I haven't been remembering any of my dreams upon waking whatsoever, though I know I've had a few. The past two nights included some very strange ones with real movie-like plots, of which I remember very little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom was the son of France (King of France, a la King Lear). I only wrote down a few scrambled words so I don't remember exactly, but there was some whole plot with this alien army (possibly headed by someone akin to Sarris from Galaxy Quest) coming and Tom knew something about it. Me, being some kind of chosen one, was the only one who could see them or stop them or something. I think they used a swarm of mosquitos or alien bugs only I could see. I was hiding around a corner as Sarris was coming my way and I remember praying he wouldn't see me despite that not being likely, and somehoe he didn't. Um, enter romantic romantic sub-plot, something about his beard and timing, a grocery store and a bed and water. According to these notes Dumbledore was dying and very sad. idkwtfbbq this is what happens when I try to write dreams down upon waking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night there was something about Capser. Yes, the friendly ghost. I've been wanting to see that movie again (the original, with Kat and her dad) since some guy on the street tried to be funny and told me in passing "I thought you were Casper for a second." Because I'm pale and stuff (the girls at my old summercamp used to call me a vampire when I was like 13). Anyway, I don're remember much, but it was a long dream including a rail going through the place (like the sort on which you have a monorail). I think I might have also been a ghost, and um...yeah, Casper was there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The settings of my dreams are always very, very strange. Considering that I can never come up with interesting settings myself, this has always surprised me. Shame I can hardly remember/describe them, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDIT:&lt;/u&gt; Had a dream about Katia, a girl from some of my college classes, too. Probably because I was randomly on her Facebook page looking at Halloween pics the other day. The dream consisted mainly of my finding her sitting in Conrod's and sitting down next to her. Exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Played some Grand Theft Auto and watched Rachel Getting Married with Ben Friday, which was nice. It's both nice and problematic when I get hot. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben came over around 5:30 yesterday. In meaning to just show him the new chair I got for my room just that day (my current one's mesh back was all ripped at the side) he caught sight of a certain Word document on my laptop, which I really should have moved months ago. He wouldn't let it go until I let him have a look - even I wasn't 100% sure if it was one thign or another - and it led to him reading over saved conversations I've had with gal-friends over MSN about him. The night we happened to meet up, our first date, things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a funny thing about saving conversations, as you can probably tell from some of the snippets I've posted here. I like remembering things said, jokes made, experiences shared. It was especially interesting because as we read, we remembered all sorts of little details I had recounted to Dragonfree or Alex that had faded from our memories. It was a little embarassing, but kind of nice at the same time. ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got distracted by Laura calling and talking to Becky, called Tom and Alex and told them we'd pick them up a bit later than expected, and watched some True Blood (the episode where Jason ODs on vampire blood and winds up needing to get his penis drained XD). Picked up the rest of the gang and just enjoyed watching Spaced for a few hours while my parents were at Mom's high school reunion and Mike was at a Bat Mitzvah. Then I said "Norwegian Wood" out of nowhere/Beatles class and the guys started on a 20-minute talk about the Beatles and some other genre-defining artists and movies. Alex fell asleep, I closed my eyes and my contacts were dry and hard to get out after. Ben biked back home and I got a tired Alex home for curfew (poor girl's been up since 5 for her early shift &amp;gt;&amp;gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contacts are also working out pretty well. Not very good at getting them out, especially since my eyes are often dry by then. But I'm workin on it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I don't seem to really be sick anymore! I still feel a tad congested, and aside from the usual runny nose from being in the cold, I'm doing okay. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_l6ceSZD8To"&gt;OMFG POKEPARK WII COMMERCIAL THIS MAKES ME SO GIDDY&lt;/a&gt;. And holy crap, SCYTHER FIGHT SEQUENCE JRDHJEHEARREHRY. Still annoying that you have to play as freaking Pikachu, but look how amazing all the other Pokémon look! I just...so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>Writing-Related!</title>
    <published>2009-11-07T06:25:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-07T06:28:50Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>some TV on the Radio, Beatles and Tori Amos</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Somehow I'm actually staying mostly on-track for NaNoWriMo! *dances* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was over 1000 words ahead the first couple of days, but I got really hurt by my damned Wednesday Brit Lit class, which finishes at 9:15. Plus, since I went to visit Evan after I only got home at 10:30, then I couldn't even get to writing immediately, so that really hurt me. But now at least I am where I should be in my word-count, which is totally amazing. I'm not sure if I'm exactly where I want to be in the story; I have seven characters I'm trying to introduce all at once, and so far it's going &lt;i&gt;meh&lt;/i&gt;. (The fact that their personalities aren't completely defined in my mind doesn't help, either.) I think it's all right, all things considered, and number eight shouldn't show up for another thousand or so words, which should be about right, I think (considering that's when things will get interesting and dramatic, anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone else is participating, my NaNo page is &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/217046"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Nobody I know aside from purple_drake and Knightblazer (all: who's that? o.o) seem to be writing this year, which is dissapointing. Was anyone else thinking of participating, but couldn't in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, why did nobody introduce me to Leonard Cohen sooner? We just watched the documentary &lt;i&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. Leonard Cohen&lt;/i&gt; in my Canadian Jewish Writing class, and I was just enthralled. Very, very interesting man, and his poetry really is to die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, however, reading his second novel, &lt;i&gt;Beautiful Loses&lt;/i&gt;, an experimental piece that I am not really enjoying. Strange as it sounds, something about his style is just...I can't even explain it, it's seeping into my brain and I need to get it out. Kinda scared me when I started writing, or rather vomiting this insane style. I really need to get it out of my system, and I'm only a hundred pages in. Don't get me wrong, though; a lot of it's really good, and I've found some lines I realled liked, but it's just painful figuring out what the story is, finding the important parts and just wading through what feels like nonsense. I think I see that the warts being cut off the narrator's hand in a flashback scene as a child is representative of the treatment of the Canadian First Nations people, but the scene of the narrator and his friend (known only as "F.") both masturbating in a car going 95 on their way to Ottawa? What significance am I supposed to see when F. and the narrator's wife stick their fingers in each others ears in the Telephone Dance, similar to Catherine Tekakwitha, the seventeenth-century Mohawk saint the three are so obsessed and fascinated by also did? It's fascinating, but at the same time I just want to make it go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I still haven't been able to bear to read the endings of The Time-Traveler's Wife and Harry Potter 7, both of which were my main summer books. The latter I simply can't complete because I just...gah, I don't want the thing to end yet even though I already know the damned ending. And with the former...god, the book's just gotten so terrible and sad, and I knew I was reaching a point of no return during the parking lot incident, and now it's just worse and worse and I can't bear to hit the end. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Tom got the Maximum Ride graphic novel, which made me LMFAO. I read that series at the same time as my cousin five years my junior a couple years ago. I actually picked it up because it sounded like a terrible Team Rocket-and-Pokémorph story turned novel, with kids with wings which already screams "READ ME." Of course some characters were kinda Sue-ish and some of the wing mechanics made no fucking sense, but the writing was pretty good. And now Tom's gonna let me have a look at it in comic form when he's done reading (since he got a huuuge number of graphic novels, because this is what a non-literary person working at Chapters buys with their discount).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of iambic pantameter, we're skimming over some poetry mechanics in my Creative Process class. Apparently university students struggle to tell which syllable in stressed in everyday words, too. *headdesk* &lt;i&gt;University students.&lt;/i&gt; That one girl might have been stoned, though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for some reason I have found I can set my brain so I speak in rhyming imabic quadrameter! Weird freaking stuff, but I can just pump it out on the spot, taking a maximum of ten seconds, as long as I know where I'm going with it. I did it accidentally while walking home one day, then in class when my teacher told us to take the last 20 minutes to write two lines of it. I wrote mine in about two minutes, then spent the rest of the time muttering in this rhyming form. Then I went and chilled with Ben before my Beatles class, and thankfully I was out of the mindframe while walking from one building to another to meet him. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also amusing is that my Brit Lit teacher had been telling us the week before that he had a friend who could speak in iambic panatmeter at will. My talent is hardly that developed, though. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news Dan please get the &lt;a href="http://serebiiforums.com/showthread.php?t=423059"&gt;RPG Winter Ball/Office Party&lt;/a&gt; up already Halloween was a wee ago and I really want to RP as Madame Psychria of Psychicness of Human Resources/Secretary/Advertising/Professional Arse-Kicker/Professional Michael Scott Adorer already. (He doesn't actually read this blog. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, did anyone catch The Office last night? It was wow. "I think Michael's gonna win WHY CAN'T YOU EVER TAKE MY SIDE FOR ONCE?" And why is it when my taste improves from Grey's Anatomy to The Office/30 Rock, the person who introduced me to The Office in the first place degenerates into watching Grey's (in the same time slot)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also still annoyed with myself that I can't watch Glee because oh em gee &lt;i&gt;I'm in class when it's on&lt;/i&gt; *stabstabstab* I've seen the first two episodes, and I love it but just ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done now. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>Halloweeeeeeeeeeeeeen (so creepy) (also NaNo)</title>
    <published>2009-11-02T07:53:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-04T05:08:19Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>the awesome mix Alex made me :D</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I decided at about 3:30 today while I was showering that I might as well do NaNoWriMo. I'd had no ideas for a novel and couldn't figure out a plan, when I realized "hey, wait. I have that script idea I've been wanting to do. And I don't want to write it as a script because it'snot script-writing month, so why don't I just write it in prose form? I churn out as much as I can, then when I DO write the script in 8000 years I'll at least have some kind of outline to base it off of?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm kind of doing a simpler version of said script story for a class assignment, only the eight characters are condensed into four, which means that the amount of drama is mind-boggling. I read my blocks out to the class and couldn't stop giggling. But my hopes remain high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started my NaNo and worked on it for a solid few hours tonight. Got to 2,466 words in a day and continued writing (though it took over an hour to finally get through the bit where the characters make fun of Edward Cullen looking like he jizzed in his pants when he first meets Bella, plus I got Rickrolled in the process). So now I'm at 2,816, and I am very happy. For some reason my brain decided to set it in fall, which was probably a bad idea since I want to use the outside as much as possible, and cold weather and big coats make that difficult. All well, maybe there will be a magical/perverse warm spell. Because the entire story is perverse enough as is. Story of my life. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also official: Ben got the job at Disney World! I'm so proud of him! Knew he'd get it from the start - he's wanted this so badly for so long, and with his attitude, there was no way he wouldn't get it. He's going to be working at the Canadian pavillion at Epcot for the O Canada film, so if you're ever there as of mid February, look for him and say hi! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, pretty sure I'm getting sick again. I was sneezing a lot and my nose has been kind of stuffy since the beginning of the weekend, and it doesn't seem to be getting much better. Doesn't help that Tim, Mikachu and Isaac were all under the weather at Evan's party, and Alex was breathing right into my face on Friday night when she was curled up on the couch. I'm so good at staying healthy. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for blogging, let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hung out with Ben during the day, of course, then said goodbye as I went to fail Shabbat dinner at grandpa's and he went to a dinner with the other Disney applicants. He'd been stressing out about the whole thing all week, and we were both nervous for his interview the next day. Having finally received an e-mail saying LET'S DO SHIT AGAIN from Sam early last week (also an interest in another writer week before NaNo, which I was totally ready to do but we suck at planning), I finally hung out with the old nerd gang again Friday night! Geordie drove Ryan, Kallos, Sam and I to go see The Surrogates, and I have to say it was quite enjoyable. Kallos showed us his manhood on the strength-tester, and he is manly and sexy. I felt totally fine and normal talking to Sam again, but she seemed hesitant or something. Also saw some random guys I knew from high school (and Jordan from elementary o.o), which was weird/funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove Alex and Tom to Wendies Saturday morning because Alex wanted a McFlurry but Frosties are better, Ben at his interview all the while. He called maybe around 2 while we were still going after the dregs, and when I asked how the interview went, his response was "what interview?" XD Good sign if ever I saw one, and he was pretty confident. Since I had to be home for 4 to go to the Bar Mitzvah of *relative I barely know* and could only leave the place around 10, that meant I had to miss out on both horror movie night at Amber's (I could live without scary movies) and Kevin's famous farm party. Ben and I were going to go to his best friend Jusy's girlfriend, Nikki's party at some club, but I simply wouldn't be able to get there on time. So after I got to eat at the kid's buffet and watch all the 13-year-olds take shots on an eight-year-old in goalie gear, I went to Tom's place and finished watching Crank with him, Alex and his mom. Fwee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and I stalked Tom at work. I should mention that. We were going to buy him a book about Robert Pattinson, but he's not worth $8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by Tom's briefly Wednesday morning, didn't get to see Alex but I think he was appreciative. Went to school to see people and psychic show, which was actually a dude and not a show. Finally got to hang out n talk with Jana. Was the last in line for the psychic dude, was told if I let in anyone else I'd be born with triplets - each with a different father. I immediately liked this guy. Let in some smart-ass anyway, let him go in frotn of me. Asked two questions, then for my third asked him about himself. Coolbeans. Went with Amber to get some balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave a totally unprepared lecture on grammar in English Composition with some classmates. According to Karen I looked really miserable coming into class, with cheerful balloons in tow. I was incredibly moody all day (and I wasn't due for another week and a half). Was really happy with my balloons after class, though, and met up with Esther, giving them to her as it was her 18th birthday and we were going to study for our Brit lit mid-term. She was really happy about it, and it just felt really nice. Also pretty content with how I think I did on my mid-term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got hypnotized again on Thursday. Alex and I met up, grabbed Tom, saw Mike and waited like an hour in advance for the show. Chatted with Spidey, talked about our gigantic penises, possibly freaked him out a bit. Went up with Cameron, Dev and some other girl from the clubspace. I was the bestest and I got picked on a lot. Was loathe to forget the number two but did it anyway. A lot of it was stuff he'd done before (still went to an MC Whang concert, but it wasnt nearly as wild and we didn;t get a signature this time =&amp;lt;). Though he did make us eat onions and went through some super intense shit at the end. Like woah. Skipped my classes that morning for the show (first time doing so, I swear), went to Beatles, did pretty shittily on my mid-term. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday my cat ears broke on the metro, had to stop by the clubspace to patch em up real quick/it took awhile and Alex came and found me. She was hot. Changed, walked around on a leash, visited Tom, had fun times. Castle Crashers and the Mario brothers were there. Watched and walked for the costume contest, walked home with Ben, annoyingness, still moody apparently oh god that was perverse. Then TEN MINUTES AFTER I LEFT DISNEY CALLED, AND OMG &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BEN'S GOT THE JOB IN DISNEY WORLD!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He officially leaves February the 16th, which gives us more time than I'd thought, and just fgsrjrgyjkresghkhe I'm soooooooooooo happy for him, he's got his dream! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to grandparents' for dinner, hung out with Alex at Tom's watched The Office and things got emotional. I love how shitty all our childhoods were ohgodIwassopatheticwellmaybeIstillambutnotreallyohgodmychildhoodwassad. Ben was at a Jay Z concert, got to Tom's, told us the good news, watched more Office, retired to bed, contacts are a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween had kinda been ruined because of fannies (and we'd forgotten about Jay Z), but the weekend was still pretty damn boss in the end. Will edit later. T'was a good Halloween. There was Troll 2 and metal Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPERM WHALE WHALE SPERM IN YOUR MOUTH OH GOD YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/end craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also yay HG/SS contest results are in, congrats to everyone! And I am really happy about this new 3D Pokémon game because it is FINALLY the game I've been dreaming of for about seven years. *-* Except you play as Pikachu. I mean, wtf, guys, really? Wasn't Hey You, Pikachu! enough? Fuck electric rats, I want to be a Scyther already. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>Mood Swings.</title>
    <published>2009-10-29T05:10:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-29T05:10:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gotta fucking love em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't help that I hardly got any sleep last night. Ugh. This is all so shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hypnotist tomorrow, costuming Friday, explore the city Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>Infodump and lulz</title>
    <published>2009-10-23T04:58:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-07T06:37:45Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Magical Mystery Tour and other Beatles stuff</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Dinobot... that's right i'm a transformer AND a dinosaur! says:&lt;br /&gt;Yo&lt;br /&gt;Dinobot... that's right i'm a transformer AND a dinosaur! says:&lt;br /&gt;wassap&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;not too much&lt;br /&gt;Dinobot... that's right i'm a transformer AND a dinosaur! says:&lt;br /&gt;kewl&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;mmhm&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;no response for about ten minutes. time to go &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HOa_YMOzEGQ"&gt;Muppet Treasure Island&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;Roll Call!&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;Old Tom?&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;Really Old Tom?&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;Dead Tom?&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;dead Tom is dead. (that's why we call him Dead Tom.)&lt;br /&gt;Dinobot... that's right i'm a transformer AND a dinosaur! says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Dinobot... that's right i'm a transformer AND a dinosaur! says:&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;oh god he's alive&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;Zombie Tom!&lt;br /&gt;Dinobot... that's right i'm a transformer AND a dinosaur! says:&lt;br /&gt;SWEET ZOMBIE JESSUS&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;QUICK, RAPTOR JESUS, KICK ZOMBIE JESUS' ASS!&lt;br /&gt;Dinobot... that's right i'm a transformer AND a dinosaur! says:&lt;br /&gt;lol Zombie Jessus use your ironic sense of biblical correctness to eat raptor jessus's brain&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOO ;;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;look what you did! now raptor jesus is extint!&lt;br /&gt;Dinobot... that's right i'm a transformer AND a dinosaur! says:&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Dinobot... that's right i'm a transformer AND a dinosaur! says:&lt;br /&gt;and we get all Ze OIL!&lt;br /&gt;Dinobot... that's right i'm a transformer AND a dinosaur! says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;so how was your day, my zombie friend?&lt;br /&gt;Quick, get out the Braxton! says:&lt;br /&gt;(XD I almost wrote dead instead of day)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben called Tuesday morning since he's been stressing about school and his Disney World interview on Saturday. I keep saying stupid things. Gave someone something which I think was appreciated but it's hard to tell I guess. We watched bits of some of the Beatles movies in class, now I really wanna see Help! and Hard Day's Night but NEVER EVER SEE MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR oh god I'm so sorry Fab Four but it was a little fail. Was a bit distracted due to smells during that class. Oops. Also still have yet to listen to one of the mixes Tom made me and Ben's TV on the Radio and Dirty Projectors/Weezer CDs. Though when I tried to download the latter onto my previously-faithful iPod Mini I apparently exceeded the space on the poor thing and it kinda crashed. Right now, my iPod contains nothing but the Aladdin movie soundtrack. XD EDIT: Kallos fixed it, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex is also way too nice and making me a mix CD ;; and we're gonna try to coordinate sexily for Halloween. Gonna go in to my old school to see a psychic, hypnotist and the costume contest three days in a row next week (and probably skip Canadian Jewish Writing for it lol). This weekend promises to be annoying cuz instead of having movie night at Amber's (Sam and I are talking! Ish! But barely and not yet hanging until tomorrow for a movie), Kevin's famous annual barn party or even using my house for a night, I am being forced to go to a stupid Bar Mitzvah of a cousin of a cousin. Best case scenario Ben and I can go to Nikki's party at a club for a few hours after my parents let me leave (if he's feeling up to it after his interview). Fucking Bar Mitzvahs three weeks in a row, around Halloween, of ALL the fucking times. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I did get to see divinity_123 and watch British shows on the big-screen tv at my house (nothing beats seeing Old Greg's mangina so big), and I am reluctant to go to Amber's thing anyway (though it'd have meant being with Sam which woulda been nice :c) so blaaaah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still annoying. And I only have/mad two-mid-terms, yay! Went to Mike's with Esther yesterday before British Lierature - she's gonna be legal next week, and were it not the mid-term we may toss one back before class at some point lol - always wondered what that was like. I remember Kevin used to always go to our 8am Poetics class high and his poems were awesome so XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also been talking to Brax again lately, and gods I miss him sometimes. Always good to randomly have him back for a bit. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>I'm wearing contacts!</title>
    <published>2009-10-19T22:33:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-05T04:59:37Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">My eyes feel super funny and it hurts a bit when I blink, but after 15 minutes I finally got em both in! This was my third try, after using the sample pair at the doctor's office some time ago and then putting them on again today to make sure they fit (I apparently almost scratched my cornea and a new pair with a better fit will be coming in later). They actually came in a couple weeks ago, but I've been a bit too busy(/lazy/nervous) to pick them up. But I got em, and they're in, and...yeah. I have to wear them for a couple hours today, then wear them an additional hour each day, then pick up my new pair ASAP when they come in (my doc doesn't like the fit of my current ones). This is really, really weird. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Got em out in under 5 minutes, w00t! Big difference from at the doctor's office when it was an hour total. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big congrats also go to both Tom and Alex, who have both secured jobs with books! I am positive that I will be getting a job at Blockbuster or something and thus making everything all wrong. Because the perverse cycle requires completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, last weekend in Toronto was nice, and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_divinity_123' lj:user='divinity_123' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://divinity-123.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://divinity-123.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;divinity_123&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was there. &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later, anyway. Spent Friday evening with Ben, Alex and Tom where we watched Orgazmo (OH GOD GET IT IT'S TOM HUNG AND BEN CHAPLESKI AS ORGAZMO AND CHODA BOY) and Troll 2, much hanky-panky ensued, taxi'd with Alex to my aunt's for 1:00, went to bed a couple hours later, woke up at 6 the next day because Sara's blackberry alarm went off an hour early. (Was awesome finding out we were driving down with the twins Sara and Rosie because they were going with my cousin for a camp reunion). We spent the car-ride sleeping/watching iCarly for my little cousin (cute show, annoying actors). My aunt and I walked around to the nearby strip-mall while my uncle took Emily swimming, and I dragged her into a nerd-shop where the guy at the counter said "coolbeans," which was fucking awesomesauce. (Only person aside from Ben I've seen say it). Had a nice dinner at the Bar Mitzvah boy's house, only really talked to Benji when we were in his room talking technology at the end. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we went to the CN Tower, which was pretty cool. I'd been looking forward to standing on the glass floor again, and this time I was fearless! It was awesome, if cold outside. Then we rushed over to the mall, got lost getting to the foodcourt so I could grab some KFC before going to meet Divinity! Met up outside the movie theatre, headed back to the food court, gave him a piece of fanart I made for him and we just talked for two straight hours. It certainly was strange, but really, really neat and interesting. Funnily enough, he's the third SPPfer I've met, along with Tezza and Zerodius, and coincidentally, all four of us have been involved in some way or another with the wonder that was Saphira_Thorn. Mostly we've all been an editor or co-writer with her (and we've all shared similar thoughts on the matter XD), but it's just...weird. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the restaurant my sister and cousin almost burned down and got to sleep in my grandfather's hotel room again that night (it was a two-roomer so I got to stay up watching Batman Forever (loooove Jim Carrey) and Supersize Me in the big ol' hide-a-bed, better than the sleeping bag or even cot I would have otherwise used had I stayed with my parents). Monday morning we went to the small service in the synagogue (the entire affair was no more than 22 people at any point in time) before driving back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also finally went to that book launch on the 8th, which was good because I accidentally went a month early before, so being there on time was great. Took me some time to get there because despite having found it last time, this time I only half-remembered the directions and ended up going the wrong way down the street, so I had to ask the guy at Chapters how to get to Paragraph Books. XD Still, despite being about 20 minutes late it hadn't started anyway, so I stood/sat on the floor (since there were about 9 seats), talked with Kasha briefly and waited until they were good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Indian man went first, reading some poems from his published anthology. They were actually really good, and I enjoyed the ones about mosquitoes and shitting. XD&lt;br /&gt;Geoffrey, a tanned, messy unshaven guy with a goatee in his twenties went next, the sides of his head shaved with a funny tuff on top. He had smoked up beforehand, and so was struggling to read his own work (all about getting stoned, no less). It was interesting, and it was sort of...impressive he could put himself together enough to publish that, in Jason's words. He seems like one of those writers you know a bit about, only to find out some years later that he OD'd or committed suicide or something.&lt;br /&gt;James was third, not with a novel but a book of his theories to explain coincidences, such as seeing someone you know in a foreign country, though habits, impulses and social patterns, which I couldn't agree with. He lost me and I just started blankly for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason, the man I had come for was next - I'd met up with his girlfriend Kasha at my university orientation, and she told me about her boyfriend's booklaunch when I told her of my interest in Creative Writing. It's a book of short stories, called Unfictions by Jason Price Everett, which he'd been trying to publish for about 10 years. I couldn't really tell you much about it, because it's just so...woah. He wasn't afraid to be gory and shocking and strange, tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Fredrick Bryson read from his novel with his thick Southerner accent, standing stiff and tall, one hand on his hip. It was about revolution and conspiracy of French Canada.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, very interesting experience, I think I'd be most likely to read one of the first two books read, but I haven't any idea what they were called or the full names of their authors. ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before British Literature Wednesday Esther (my one good uni friend thus far) and I went to this adorable little diner she's been lusting after for ages, Petita Potata. I finished at 4 and we started at 6, so we spent the break getting there, which turned out to be less than fast. Thankfully it was a nice walk, BUT IT STARTED TO FUCKING SNOW. IN OCTOBER. AGH. Anyway the place turned out to be right near Joy Toyz/Image-In, so we could easily have subwayd there. XD So we got our food, ate some delicious fries while standing in the cold for the bus, arrived only maybe 5 minutes late, burgers smelling up the nearby area, then ate the yummy things during our break. Sooo worth it, even if they were a bit cold - next time we'll be smarter with out timing/we're going for coffee or something to study for our mid-term. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my Music of the Beatles mid-term last week. Ben kinda-sorta helped me study/play Beatles Rock Band with me (I can play on medium guitar, and I may have pulled a Ringo in that I was playing righty on the drum-set when I may be stronger on lefty lol) on Tuesday after I finished school, then he stopped by on Thursday between my classes right before the mid-term. So it went...meh. Could have been better. I struggled with numerous questions and had trouble coming up with facts for each song played (and who sang two of the non-Beatles songs). I got 30/40 on the quiz, which may be upped since Carl Perkins can possibly be counted as an influence on the Beatles within their inner circle, so I should do okay again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Friday at Ben's, which was successful. Met up with my family (minus Becky) and grandparents for Chinese, and everyone got to meet and enjoy Ben (funny how both our family dinners have been Chinese XD). We then went to Ben's friend's Halloween party, who coincidentally turned out to be roommates with Rivky (who invited Noa, Ryan and Jesse from high school and Nathanial from MoL), so much fun was had.&lt;br /&gt;Also we decided against going as Jughead and a schoolgirl and went as Paul and Linda McCartney. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was just as well because he got his haircut for the Disney World interview the next day, and he now has very little on top of his head and now he's clean-shaven, so he doesn't quite resemble Paul anymore. More like he's joining the Navy, tbh. It's a very new look on him - Alex likes. :3 (EDIT: And holy shit straight out of the shower. Like oh my god that belongs to ME. 8D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So picked him up, picked up Alex and Tom and went to watch some British stuff at my house before heading over for an awesome sleepover at Tom's. Ben wasn't sure if he'd stay, but he did, which made me happy because otherwise afkejbwa. Plus we stayed up till 4am playing Who Would You Fuck? in Tom's mom's room, so that was cool. We had french toast and mistakes for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I bumped into Jen on the bus and we had a nice time talking, then in English Composition we were talking about argumentative/persuasive essays. Needing examples for arguments we may have had, I mentioned a slight pickle I'd had on Saturday night. When it came to a vote, my story was decided on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we talked about how when my friends were over, Becky was going to a Sweet Sixteen to attend. She was supposed to have a lift there. Apparently she didn't, and while we were watching Black Adder she came down and asked for a lift. I was reluctant to leave my guests, and leave them to watch Michael (aka do something if somehow something happened to him while he was glued to the tv set). I didn't know the address and don't know that area very well, and then Alex started guilting Becky about how she can walk/bus considering the closeness. Becky was upset by this, Tom was like "you know how you always thought your sister would like Ben, but not me? Well, I don't think I like your sister" which made me lol. Finally I said I'd drive her if she had the Mapquest directions, but she was in such a huff that she just left on her own in the "night" (it was 7pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday my parents gave me the whole scolding for that (plus I got a parking ticket - thanks for telling me when it's safe to park, gang!), then I pretty much got a second guilt trip for it in class today. XD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I think I'm going to update my iPod and work on the Three Couples One F-Buddy script for my class. Though like I hardly even know half these people anymore. And I don't think this can be anything but a play or television series, and I think I need help so @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDIT:&lt;/u&gt; OH MY GOD I JUST GOT AN E-MAIL FROM SAM WHILE I WAS IN THE SHOWER SHE WANTS TO BE CLOSE AGAIN WHAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN OH MY GOD SO FUCKING HAPPY CAN'T DESCRIBE THE WEIGHT THAT JUST LIFTED FUCK I NEED TO REPLY SO OVERWHELMED FUCKFUCKFUCK OH MY GOOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>~</title>
    <published>2009-10-07T04:03:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-24T01:16:48Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Oh gawd, Zombieland was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm not a huge zombie freak, don't appreciate horror and no, was not interested in Adventureland, but this was just terrific. It had me rolling in my seat a LOT, and it had some very nice use of the surviving Zombieland tips. It had an incredibly win cameo (Alex was wearing the perfect shirt for it XD) and many great &lt;i&gt;curtains!&lt;/i&gt; moments, one epic one for which we all cheered at the end (&amp;quot;I don't wanna hurt you, I just wanna fuck you!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Daddy? DADDY?!&amp;quot;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also apologies go to Ben for making him take the aisle seat because we were all surprisingly less vocal than I expected and now I feel bad. But hanging out the four of us was really, really fun. We all met up at Alex/Ben's school atrium (bumping into Amber), then went for McDonalds after out of hunger. Nom nom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday when I was hanging out with Alex and Tom I think I noticed the first signs of fall. As were were walking to Subway I just started to notice, aside from the cold, the changing of the trees and everything, and now when I look at my feet the wet pavement is covered in yellowed leaves. *sigh* I miss the summer already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late-night essay-writing and procrastination ftw, but I hate The Broadview Anthology of British Literature (fuck your culture for writing so much, Alex :/). It might be a good replacement for knocking somebody unconscious, though - just a bitch to carry around. Also had a great conversation with Robert in The Creative Process today about our kids' shows from the 90's, including and especially Magic School Bus and Transformers. (ASTRO-TRAIN and Dinobots lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super stoked for movie night with Alex, Ben and Tom Friday - heading out of town for a Bar Mitzvah that weekend, and since my family's leaving Friday I am instead being allowed to hitch a ride with my cousins, with the restriction that I am not allowed in my house after 2:30pm, which is wtf and annoying, but if I can be out till 1am, I'm good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also pretty stoked because I will probably be meeting divinity_123 on Sunday, which I'm pretty excited for. Never talked much with the guy but he's always seemed pretty chill, and if we can, then hey, why not? That'd be the third internet person I'll be meeting, after Tezza and Zerodius. Kind of weird since I was just talking with Chesh yesterday (and we rarely talk anymore) and telling him I had just been thinking the other day how it's funny that we've been planning to meet for the longest time and even had the opportunity once, but instead I've met three other people in his stead. Blah. And maybe hopefully I'll be spending a year studying in Australia so I can visit purple_drake or bobnbill or whoever the heck I can. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official meeting of Ben's family went really well (thanks to Div for the well-wishes XD). Chilled with Alex at my place until his dad picked me up, and the car-ride was nice and full of music-talk. I really like his brother, though will admit he was much smaller and younger-looking than I imagined for someone so in the wrestling/boxing/martial arts world, but naturally that meant nothing when it comes to what the guy can do. Dinner was very nice, and we then went to Dave's house for this really yummy, rich cake his dad made, presents, &lt;s&gt;Madden&lt;/s&gt; and, most importantly, Paul Perez. We then went back to my place since it was still fairly early and got in the first three episodes of True Blood, and now we're both totally stoked to continue watching. In my basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: don't knock the Purell carrier if you've just eaten a greasy meal and want to use some. McDonalds = corpses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: lol, Wednesday I was walking home from school, with Regina Spektor and Stuck It in the Wrong Whole having been in my head all day, when some guy on a bike rode past me singing the chorus of Come Together, and I joined him in it. Was pretty cool.</content>
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    <title>psychmoonshadow @ 2009-10-02T21:39:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-03T02:13:10Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Cry for a Shadow (The Beatles since it was on my test yesterday)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dear self,&lt;br /&gt;Please stop with the constantly fucking up one way or another. It's getting incredibly tiresome and is not helping you one bit. It is not making people happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work on it plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: please keep this in mind for Ben's brother's birthday dinner tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>Bloggin</title>
    <published>2009-09-26T05:16:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-05T22:22:06Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Folding Chair (Regina Spektor)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Just finished my third week of uni, and it hasn't been so bad. On Monday, the last possible day to drop courses, I was able to switch out of Spanish for a class on The Music of The Beatles, and I consequently have Fridays off - first three-day weekend in my school career, pretty sweet. The class sizes aren't as overwhelming as I had expected; Beatles is 90 in a big lecture room, Creative Process around 80, but it doesn't feel like it and I'm happy to say the teacher recognizes me (I'm known as the one who can project XD), British Literature maybe 60 with English and Jewish Canadian Literature about 30. The workload isn't too bad, I'm on top of most of my work save a few readings, and I've made a couple friends/am on speaking terms with a few of my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been fairly sick with a cold for the last week or so; my nose has been running almost non-stop (I've gone through an entire box of kleenex myself), and my cough is annoying enough that one of the nice women in my Jewish Canadian Lit class has given me lozinges. It was really only bad in the morning earlier on, but I still get congested if I'm not more upright, and for a couple days straight I woke up either around 6:30 or a bit before I set my alarm to go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cell phone alarm is what I rely on to wake me up every day now; my earliest class is at 11:45, so nobody's usually around to make sure I get up (it was always my mother's job, and our babysitter-maid woman-person can't get someone like me out of bed). If I forget to set it one morning, I'll be completely screwed. It does the job well, though, except for the times when I accidentally turn it off instead of put it on snooze, or set it for 15 minutes later for summore sleep. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Regina Spektor's concert last Thursday, was totally amazing. Ben and I were both a bit late in meeting up because he's slow and I was trying to finish off a huge bowl of soup. The place was PACKED when we got there, and we very luckily got spots to the far left on the balcony. We passed Sam along the way, who was with Eric and who had also found Momo, to everyone's shock, so after the opening act, Little Joy, (they were pretty good, liked their sound) I went over and talked with her, found out she's a three-year fan (while Ben had only made me a mix three days in advance, which I had listened to religiously) nothing from Sam, as expected, but wished her a good show. Talked with Ben's friends Erica and Alexis, had fun joking with Erica ("we could make out right now and those boys wouldn't even notice"). Then Regina came on with Calculation and...wow. Just wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew all but maybe three or four songs, and was surprised that I was able to sing along to most of them - hell, everyone was singing along the whole time, and it was just stunning to be a part of. She was absolutely adorable and charming ("YOU're sweet!"), and her playing was just amazing - piano and drum, mint-green guitar, so pretty. I couldn't help but scream at every song she started to play, recognizing it even if I wasn't sure what song it was - even for Machine. XD When everyone was cheering for an encore, I really wanted her to play Samson, but knew it wasn't much of an encore song, yet LO AND BEHOLD, THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT SHE STARTED HER ENCORE SET WITH! It was amaaaazing. And she finished with this cute country song that Ben and I hoe-downed to. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to the others after the show and talked summore with Momo, unsure if I should really talk to Sam. Tried, floundered, and Sam and Eric then slipped out without so much as a word. Ben, Momo, Alexis and I stood around talking in the lobby for awhile (me x Ben x Momo x Regina forever) and then went out for ice cream and at my insistence went and sat over by these pretty fountains, joking about seeing Regina. Ben and I sat around for a few hours since it had ended so early (we could have gone to the strip spelling bee again!) before 104ing it (only just making the bus XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in to my old school Tuesday to see Ben and drop off his Little Joy CD he'd left in my bag, was very hot for some reason, I hate being sick. Visited Evan at work a couple times this week, and frankly would not blame him if he wanted to kill me. &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into some big shit Saturday night for going over to Alex's instead of staying home for the holidays without reason, waiting for Tom and Ben. Was not good. Also broke glasses. Then went in Monday to fix them and an old pair which have been broken for months, and I really need to go pick up my contacts which just came in - never had em before, have tried on the sample pair but am still very nervous about their use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Ben today, watched some Freaks and Geeks and The Office (three eps - scoore). Hanging out with Tom properly for the first time in awhile tomorrow, Ben's dragging me with some friends to a karaoke bar (when I'm all congested, yay for first impressions) and I'm dragging him to my living room Sunday for some True Blood and so my parents can meet him since they've been whining. Then it's Yom Kippur and I get to fast, and holy shit I have known Tom for a year. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with Sam not really looking up. Shared my plight with a couple people, and have gotten some good advice which I think I'll take; if being with certain people is making you unhappy, surround yourself with those who &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; make you happy. Friends come and go - it's a high school friendship, they don't always last, and you have to accept that. A friendship, like any relationship, can't be one-way; you can't chase her forever. If she still wants to retain a friendship, she should approach you. Let it run its course and don't stress yourself out over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just...miss her. I miss my nerd gang, and I rarely see them anymore. Some of them are still hanging out and doing stuff, and it feels shitty not being invited. I caught Kallos on the subway the other day, which was nice, and realized that shit...he, Ryan, Brian and Jon haven't even met Ben. Jesus. I always wanted my family and friends to know and just...be involved with my boyfriend, if that makes sense. And yet we never seem to be around my friends. I'm going to be formally meeting his family next week, too. He's more nervous than I am. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things could be going better. But...what happens happens, and I can only do so much. *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>University and Problems (and some clowns)</title>
    <published>2009-09-16T16:54:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-26T16:37:10Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Regina Spektor mix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So yesterday Tom searched up clown porn and showed me the results.&lt;br /&gt;Regarding clown rape, Unclyclopedia says "A "squirty flower" can be filled with mace so that the victim cannot recognise the clown in a police line-up." I lolled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure I'm coming down with something. Again. Started with my throat feeling shitty the other morning. Was fine most of the day, then felt bad again in the evening. Blech. I should be healthy enough for the Regina Spektor concert Thursday (so stoked :D), and I'm sort of praying that I'll magically be too sick to attend synagogue for the Jewish high holy days, but be able to either go to Michelle's slumber party or watch animé/British shows with Alex and Tom Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently trying to switch out of my Spanish class Wednesday and Friday early afternoons for a class on The Beatles Thursday afternoons. The professor said to keep checking the system to see if any seats in the class open up, but to just keep attending until then. I'm currently doing something I probably shouldn't be doing in skipping Spanish right now - I should probably be on the bus heading to uni as we speak, but being stupid if so much more fun. Plus Wednesdays I have fucking British Literature Until the Sixteenth Century until fucking 9:15 at night (I'M MISSING GLEE ARGH &amp;gt;&amp;lt;) so the less amount of time I spend in school Wednesdays, the saner I'll be. I have no idea how I am going to get through this class. The Music of The Beatles kicks has been really fun, though. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still spending a lot of time at my old college visiting mah peeps. Went to go pick up a Regina Spektor mix Ben made me, ended up chilling with Alex, playing Asshole with Kevin and Mich, getting close with Alex and Ben, stopping by Clubs, finding DIEGO!!!, chilling with Alex summore, buying a collar and cookies, finding like a zillion people we all knew in the atrium and getting ranted to by Jana with Amber and Lambert (great first impreession :x) who was all INVITE ME WHEN YOU CHIIIIIILL RAWR. Subway'd with Alex, Ben, Tal, Ryan and took the 103 with Alex, and just as I was about to joke about calling Tom since he's on the bus route, HIS MOM TURNS AROUND AND GFERGKREJDLMAO. So we talked with Jill on the bus ride, was pretty hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended a strip spelling bee on Thursday. Went to Ben's beforehand, chilled out and stuff. Went to grab a bite downtown, got distracted by visiting Evan and finding Wayne who I met at my orientation and her joining us for a bit, which was kinda weird. After much wandering we grabbed some quick oriental, then waited around at my university talking about threesoms until Geordie and Sam picked us up. Signed up, waited around in the lobby, Ben and Geordie went to get Ben a beer, Sam tried to coach me to use a tampon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bee was really really fun. One of my words was a bird butt-hole (PIDGEY), and I "lost" on excitable, which they totally did not teach me in grade five. It was really, really fun, chilled with Ben during the break, he approves of schoolgirls. Was much fun minus Sam not talking much and me screwing up afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On another note, I fucked up royally with Sam. I'm not especially clear on the details, but it's probably an accumulation of a number of things. The thing was that she and Eric have been undergoing some...changes, changes that were a little shocking and kind of hurtful. I mean okay, her and Eric being off in their own world when we'd all be hanging in a group I can understand, because couples are allowed to do that, and I get what it's like. Unfortunately, this is generally something couples grow &lt;i&gt;out&lt;/i&gt; of, not grow &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; to, so it's a bit worrying that this is really starting to happen after they've been going out for about a year. And then there's Eric's behaviour towards me, which used to be just whatever - if he snapped at me I'd snap back, no biggie. It was like mutual. But now his snark just annoys me, and I'm tired of being spoken to that way, and I'm not about to waste my time and energy responding. But it's put me in a foul mood on some occasions, where I just don't want to be around him (and therefore Sam and therefore the entire group).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after much arranging and rearraning I had finally brought it up with Sam two Thursdays ago, when we went for coffee. And I dunno. We had an amazing time, and it was so much fun to just talk and catch up for a couple hours. And it frustrates the hell out of me that we can't talk so openly like this when Eric's around. When I finally did bring it up, she...listened. She had nothing to say, which was a little frightening. But she listened. I know I should approach Eric if I have a problem with him, but I full-well know he doesn't respect me and doubted he'd make much effort, so I figured if anyone could get through to him, Sam would. And on the couple-introvertedness...well, since Eric's always been the introvert, and Sam was never really like that, it seemed he had just sort of pulled her in, and she just...wasn't trying to get out. And it's a shame, because Sam was never like that, and it's like some sort of degeneration. But if either of them were going to be making any effort, it would be Sam, and I wanted her to know that...we miss her. I miss her, anyway. It feels like she's slipping through my fingers, and I can't get her back. And she's my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I fucked up Friday, too, at the strip spelling bee. Maybe just my...being there, my attention whoredness. Asking Sam if she was texting Eric, coming out the wrong way. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want our friendship to be ruined because of something as stupid as this. I can't believe we're letting a guy come between us - chicks before dicks, right? If Ben were doing this to Sam, I wouldn't accept it. If the person I'm seeing can't respect my best friend...I couldn't accept that. Even if she doesn't consider me her best friend in return (which I accept), I don't want to let the past seven years to go to waste. I don't want to stop being her friend, or even just &lt;i&gt;knowing&lt;/i&gt; her. She was one of the first friends I made in high school, and it is because of her that I opened up and saw the creation of this amazing network of friends I am now a part of. From that small group of Sam, Geordie and in my first year of high school to...to...my god, just everybody. We made the connections that Thursday. None of the nerds. No Brian, no Alex. No Jana, no Tom. No Grace, no clubspace. Without Sam...what was my life? No play. No discovery of my love for theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard that Sam is mad at me, and apparently Jana, too, though I'm not sure what she did. I've heard she doesn't want to see me right now. And while that kind of hurts, I can accept it - I know what it's like needing space from someone (and I especially know what it's like when that person won't give you the space you need). I just wish...she had told me, you know? Had I known I would have respected her and given her her space instead of running up to her to greet her while she acts stoic and makes me feel like I'm being given the cold shoulder for no real reason. If she's feeling upset, could she really just not tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is scaring me a little bit. We're both fairly agreeable people, were never those bitchy, steriotypical sorts of girls. I never imagined us getting into any sort of fight, least of all over something like this, if it is indeed the case. If it's not...I just wish she would tell me. We've hardly spoken since that Thursday, and I just miss her. These days I seem to find out more from her LiveJournal than from her own lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course tomorrow I'm going to Regina with who, but Sam and Ben. Fuck. I thought we would all sit together and hang out or something, but if Sam wants space...how do I say it? But is it really a nice thing to just let her go alone? It's like lose-lose, there's no way to make it better. Why Regina, why at this time, of all times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your hair was long when we first met.&lt;/i&gt; Now it's been cut and is turning grey, being told your hair is red. Is your strength leaving, Samson? What has happened? &lt;i&gt;I loved you first.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end on a less depressing note and take a page from Typhlogirl's book, I welcome you to enjoy this lovely little snippet, courtesy of Evan and Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v238/GoldMoon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Clown_daddy_WTF.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v238/GoldMoon/Clown_daddy_WTF.gif" border="0" alt="Clown Daddy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Daddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...DADDY?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EEEEEEEEIIIIIIIGHHHHHHHH"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been their inside joke for a very long time, but I feel a compulsion to scar all your pretty little minds. C-c-c-coCAIIIINE. (Fuck you, Adam.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>First Week of Uniiiiii</title>
    <published>2009-09-11T06:40:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-28T00:13:43Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Not too killer so far. Still fucking miss college, so I visit. A lot. It makes me feel better when I say "I'm here because of my bf" rather than "it's too depressing at uni because it feels like it's lacking the awesome community and all my friends are still in college" and still better than "it's just one subway stop away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, my last day of freedom, was spent with some of my most awesome new friends. Chilled at the park with Alex mid-day, took her to meet her friend in China Town and CAME ACROSS THE COSPLAYERS OMFG RANDOM AWESOME Team Rocket grunts were there and I hugged a Godot &amp;lt;333. Then went to Tom's, watched old-school Star Trek (TRIBBLES), his mom is awesome and gave me stew. I met up with Ben downtown and we chilled, drank Coke from glass bottles, then hung out under a tree in my neighbourhood since it was early and people were out, talking about stuff and stuff. Until I got angry phone call from the 'rents. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was like woah. Started with Canadian Jewish Literature, because this is how I break away from my childhood of private Jewish school. Got out early, started my readings and met up with Rivky, and we just talked for an hour until our next classes (for me, The Creative Process). Chilled with Geordie, and as we were walking to the labs so he could print something, I hear someone call my name. I look around, and IT'S THIS TALL BLOND GUY. I FUCKING SCREAM "ALEX!" AND I KID YOU NOT WHEN I SAY I ACTUALLY &lt;i&gt;RAN AT HIM&lt;/i&gt; AND TACKLEGLOMPED THE SHIT OUT OF HIM. EXCEPT INSTEAD OF BEING TACKLED HE JUST FUCKING WHIPPED ME AROUND IN THE AIR LIKE I WEIGHED FUCKING NOTHING. I CAN'T BELIEVE I FUCKING FORGOT THAT MALE!ALEX AND I NOW GO TO THE SAME SCHOOL, AND NOW I'M SHITTING BRICKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sat with him and his girlfriend of three years, kelly, in Tim Horton's, talking and catching up, and he was totally blown away by how much I'm changed (read: how perverted I am now versus when we met when I was 14 and sheltered and how we only see each other once a year now). Then of course I get a call from British!Alex telling me hey, yeah, it went well. Really well. &lt;i&gt;Really&lt;/i&gt; well. And I'm like, dude, are you surprised? And we're talking about shit and male!Alex and especially Kelly are like O_O WTF who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to check out the university clubs with Geordie Thursday, neither of us all that impressed with any (he soonr ealized that the Otaku clubspace is nothing like the one at our old school), though I did get some free Sorority Ro merchandise and found out about some neat filming opportunities. Chilled with Jana, Amber, Lambert and HOLY FUCK DIEGO!!! in the evening; I was supposed to meet up with Ben after my unofficial Beatles class, but it ended later than I'd thought and he really wanted to play Beatles Rock Band without me since it just came in, so he went home. Amber got random free tickets to see Sorority Row and was going to take Jana, with Lambert tagging along and trying to get in. We grabbed some McDonald's, I spilled Diet Coke in my bag and slightly ruined some papers (like course outlines). When we got to the theatre I was contemplating going with them despite hating and never having seen horror, so while I was on the phone with Ben figuring out if I should go to his place or see the movie, it turned out Amber forgot the tickets. So we went back to my old school to hang out where we found WHO BUT DIEGO, which made me shit bricks. He took us to the New School (8th floor) where he plays piano, and Jana and Amber got into a huge big discussion about combining their zombie movie ideas, of which I am losing faith ("I'll film it all with my handycam!" =/= not a CinCom student).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog more later. Basically uni is hilarious and weird. Trying to switch my Spanish class for a class about The Beatles (I shit you not). Oh, and there was a fire today in one of the buildings. The one Evan works at. And Evan gave me his Pokémon Hot Topic hoodie. I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going over to Ben's tomorrow. Gonna rock that shit (despite only having played Guitar Hero). And then we're off to a strip spelling bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking love my life. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>End of the Line (Summer)</title>
    <published>2009-09-05T17:21:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">School starts up Tuesday, grah. Must enjoy my last days of summer - and the nice weather, finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent yesterday all "oh I'm totally going to the pool" so I didn't shower and at night "I'm totally going to shower" so I didn't wear everything. Chilled at Tom's, walked the dog, played Flash games, watched old cartoon theme songs with his mom, and was invited back for baking and awesome foods today. Last night went for Mom's birthday dinner with the Atlanta family (all girls) which was awkward with my aunt but actually went okay with the cousins (XD Becky taught us the game Idiot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I had orientation (in the same room at my uni where Ben watched Troll 2! XD) and after some failed communication to meet up during Ben's three-hour break, went jean-shopping where Jusy works after the school, saw Tristan whom I haven't seen since high school there with her little sister. Afterwards the guys argued with some anti-Obama conspirators while I got a phone call from poor Laura in the next province, who is without phone, internet or friends (though she did meet Tamar who's also going there randomly in line XD). Visited Evan, got distracted in the stairwell, bussed home, got a call from Sam. Ben helped me rehearse a bit on the bus. Birthday cake for Mom, met Sam at Second Cup, and we talked about general stuff, made connections and chain-of-events links and stuff that really needed to be put out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have been invited to Tom's place for cookies, BANANA CHOCOLATE-CHIP cake baking, and dinner, then it's off to Geordie's end-of-the-summer party. We will drown our sorrow in booze and drinking games. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Went to Tom's, helped bake the cake. Ran around to grab some drinks for the party, lugged around a heavy Coke bottle since one SAAQ was closed, waited for a 104 to Geordie's, walked the rest of the way, last to arrive. Had fun, chilled out, the guys played old-school Super Mario World on the SNES, we tried to play the drinking game Waterfalls (I was in charge of directions from the laptop), Wallawallamoose was better. Kept bugging Kallos to take off his shirt, when he finally did I had to, too. Alex, Tom and Eric followed. Chilled with Alex and Tom on the seat, good times, watched some College Humour. Tom and I finally walked Alex home, him telling the Marie story as we walked and her telling him the things he needs to look for in a girlfriend (such as not being crazy), stuff arranged. Chatted the rest of the way, took awhile to finally part. He's a cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>End of the summer for some, summer, still busy for others</title>
    <published>2009-08-27T19:50:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-05T02:30:27Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Buuuusyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how the weather just decides to perk up in August. It was all rain, and even now we still wake up some mornings with clouds in the sky and expect rain by midday, but it just clears up and is absolutely gorgeous. Still have only gone swimming three times, though. Should probably go biking now, especially since I have a prize to pick up, lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I waited in a three and a half-hour lineup to renew my bus pass (there is one fucking depot in the entire city for 180 THOUSAND students, talk about awesome). Then I finally went back to the dentist to get a permanant filling for the root canal I had some months ago. Then, instead of showering that night, I got a call from Laura, who is moving away on Saturday (FUCKING BOO ARGH) that she wanted to go see my boyfriend (sounds weird but makes sense), so I said I'd drive her over since she was too exhausted to bike and we couldn't actually reach him to find out wtf was going on. So I got to her house for her to tell that he's busy with Tim and Kevin working on their film IA (final project).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we chilled at her house for a bit, found out that she kinda has um...&lt;i&gt;reading&lt;/i&gt; powers I never knew about. Like she gets really strong vibes from things, can sort of see auras, is an amazing Tarot card reader (seriously, that blew my mind) and she can find/sense pain in people, and while she can make it go away she can only transfer it to other people, haha. She also showed me this strange crystal ball she's afraid to touch because of some really bad vibes it has, and she keeps it sort of sealed away and is scared of getting rid of it. It was hard to look away from. Then she showed me some of her drawings (auras o.o) and writing, and it was wow. Then we went to Evan's (her boyfriend), chilled at the park on the swings/masturbating a soccer ball for awhile, turned out we missed Ben at Evan's and we were all sorta running around for awhile, then we found each other and we all just chilled in Evan's basement till like 2. Ben and Laura's goodbye outside on his bike was sooo cute, and I just felt the history between them right there. Then Laura and I once again sat in my car and talked for an hour before she went in. I can't believe she's leaving only after we get so close! &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was a bit of a mess. Volunteered in Post Partem at the hospital and chilled at my mom's office for too long, eating lunch with Mom and my grandfather, talking/arranging with Laura and such. Found out I forgot my bus pass, grabbed her car and went home to get it (took long enough). Arrived at my old school not knowing who was there, and found who but Evan, also a graduate, sitting in the West Wing watching the raw film for his last Zeeblog of the season. Amazing stuff. XD Called Ben to ask if his movie was over, turned out he hadn't gone, so he came to chill with us for a bit (Kaifu, too). We walked him to class, Evan dragged me into the guys' bathroom to my cries of protest, and as Ben walked into class Evan and I shouted "nice ass, Benjamen!" which was totally epic. Evan and I walked to my university where he works, and I met up with Laura to head to Joy Toyz. Very nice walk, felt quick, love the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I went to the blood drive with my dad. Freaking two-hour wait, I was the last person in line (124), and for some reason I took freaking 14 minutes, so they freaked a little. We were in a raffle and I won a tote bag, and I am now going to bike over to pick it up. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I was supposed to get it at the City Hall, not the community centre. Good job, self. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>Random</title>
    <published>2009-08-15T05:41:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-28T08:23:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Things That Have Been in my Bag in the Past Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a small brush&lt;br /&gt;-my notebook which I consider to be full of my life&lt;br /&gt;-take-out shrimp&lt;br /&gt;-some sketches by Zerodius, hand-delivered to me by the man himself&lt;br /&gt;-a pair of boxers&lt;br /&gt;-a Koffing hoodie&lt;br /&gt;-a small tub of watermelon Nipple Nibbler&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spent the day at Tom's house (second to last pair, not soft), avoiding the terrible heat (today was one of the few days where it was sunny &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; day, without randomly deciding to change to cloudy and pouring rain halfway through). We watched FLCL (EYEBROWS), making it the first animé series I have watched in its entirety since Digimon season 3, went for Subway, played more Guitar Hero (I'm actually pretty good on Easy now, as long as I play as a lefty) and had some booze while watching HGTV with his mom because it was finally pay day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to grandparents' for our first Shabbat dinner in awhile. Looked at pictures from their trip to Morocco to visit a princess' palace (they went to Rick's Café in Casablanca!). Upon returning home, after close to no contact with Ben while he was on his vacation in California/Las Vegas, I finally got a Facebook message from him that just made my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Be at your place in the afternoon if you can.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way first chance I get&lt;br /&gt;which I will make sure comes quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good god I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;But it won't be long now.&lt;br /&gt;Although the plane ride will feel like an eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;; He's so sweet, but I really don't want him stressing himself out after a long flight and while he's all exhausted and jetlagged. If he actually receives the reply I sent before he heads over, hopefully he'll call so I can at least convince him to let me go over there and help him unpack or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family intends to go to the pool tomorrow - seems I won't be joining them (for more reasons than one - god damned, when he leaves AND returns). Family BBQ in the evening, then doing something with Ben and/or the gang and/or Evan's gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I did my volunteering in the morning, and then did something fairly special; since we hadnt been able to meet at the convention, Zerodius and I agreed to take this day to meet and do lunch, swap drawings and just...meet. It was pretty fascinating and quite enjoyable; he's the second internet friend I've met (even though we're hardly in contact these days), and it was a good experience. What I find a fascinating coincidence is that when Saphira_Thorn found out she lived near Tezza, she invited her to her birthday party. Zerodius has extended me an invitation to do to his. I'm totally in if I can find a friend to join me and I can get there without getting completely lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we hung out until about 4, at which point I headed back to the city and, since I had part 2 of my university orientation thingy at 6, figured I'd kill those two hours downtown by heading to Joy Toyz to pick up my order that came in, and exchange the sample Nipple Nipplers tub I had received for a fresh one that came in. I actually got a bit lost going there (I seemed to have taken the wrong bus, even after checking with multiple bus drivers) and ended up having to do a fair bit of walking (thankfully it was another nice day) before I finally found it, where I was surprised not to see Phuong as I usually do, but a woman named Melissa who was equally as kind and helpful. I got my NN and some massage oil, and found Sam, Laura's and some InD peoples' orders, and wasn't sure if I should pick em up or not. (Laura called me today while walking back from Subway with Tom, and yeeaaah, probably should have picked it up. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting it close time-wise, I grabbed something to munch on for dinner and took my favourite bus (includes an awesome city view) back to my old school, from which I took the subway to my university, &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; getting there before the thing had really fully started. Made two acquaintances this time; Wayne, who was talking to an advisor during the break and whom I continued to talk with after, going from talking about active reading to spading and neutering pets. A Russian guy named Raja started talking with me as we were leaving, kinda got that hitting on me kinda vibe, conversation was not as fun or as smooth/easy as with Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home around 10, Evan wasn't on MSN and Isaac and I wanted to order a batch of the &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.ca/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;item=180384909512&amp;amp;indexURL="&gt;4chan buttons&lt;/a&gt; we'd been looking at, so I called him and we had an awesome conversation. I couldn't stop laughing - he is possibly one of the funniest people I know, and he says everything so straight! Gah, I love Evan. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday my dad's old friend Sam actually allowed me to join him at this gorgeous recording studio called Audio Z where they worked on redubbing five commercials for Nivea. These are specially for Canada and were cut down to 15 seconds (from 30), so it was hard for the actress (who did all five commercials) to fit in all the dialogue at first. Listening to her work from her booth was amazing; she could easily change the tone of her voice, making it older, younger, lighter, more sexual, sensual, whatever they asked for. It was really neat; talked with her afterwards, believe she attended Ryerson and was the mother in the Barney movie and recently Race to Witch Mountain with The Rock. It was a really, really interesting experience, and a true privliage to sit in on. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So plan for this weekend: sleep, see Ben, go to BBQ, chill with people, then &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; go to the amusement park with Ben dragging me on all the fucking roller coasters because he wants to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Monday schedule an appointment to look into contact lenses, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Please be sure to read previous entry.</content>
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    <title>psychmoonshadow @ 2009-08-12T01:49:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-12T06:04:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-12T18:24:54Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>all this Guitar Hero music which won't get out of my head</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A) Yes, Lance clearly trains Scyther, because, in his own words, "scyther is like an AWESOMEMANTISAUCELDOOM," which is clearly a dragon. BELIEVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Lance is also Edward Cullen, Batman, and apparently James. Then I realized on the bus back from my university orientation thingy that I came up with that name months ago and then I had another the-universe-is-talking-to-me-again-wtf brainfreeze moments. Seriously, wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) Facebook is mega-lulz. Yes, you are James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) So just after Negrek's LJ entry and purple_drake and I were talking about making podfics (then I read her One-Shot aloud to myself and was like holy crap I must do this must get quality mic and program), Tom's all "yeah I kinda wanna make animé fandubs" and it's just lolyes. He went for an orientation thing for a job at a Mac store, and it went swimmingly, and 20 minutes later he got the call for an interview! I am sooo happy for him, he's been DYING without a thing to do over the past little while. I also had a dream, don't remember all of it, but I was with people in some big building, and as we were passing by some brightly-coloured conference room, Tom stepped out from the orientation after having done some team-work and his team did really well and he was happy with the result, so I was right (though not about the bit about the teams) and he had nothing to worry about! Also in that vein, going to watch the the dubbing of a Nivea commercial tomorrow, super stoked, been waiting for this for months! Huzzah for having connections. B]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E) Did volunteering this morning, and in the evening went to a Start Right thing for uni. While just sitting in the big lecture room for the first time in my life, even though not for an actual class, and actually had a minor freak-out. Like a panicy how-the-hell-are-you-going-to-survive-in-an-atmosphere-like-this realization. I fought it down fairly quickly, but it was not a fun realization. And since when has Tom ever functioned as any kind of emotional support? That was...wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F) Can't make it to Laura's going-away party due to camping trip. D: Really dissapointed, even though I freaking love the trip and am still stoked to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G) KOFFEEEEEENG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H) &lt;i&gt;KOFFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENG.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G) No, really. Koffing. And James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I) I played Guitar Hero at Tom's, and actually sucked less than I ever sucked before! Was actually fairly fun, and we just rocked with our Rings Pops out. We made me a custom character. Since he refused to use "Sugar Tits" as a name, he decided on Jessebelle. We don't really know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J) James. Jessebelle. KOFFEEEEEEENG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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    <title>It actually happened.</title>
    <published>2009-08-10T06:31:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-10T06:32:15Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Long Live Rock (The Who)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Holy crap, wtf? Psychic actually wrote up &lt;a href="http://www.serebiiforums.com/showthread.php?p=10237673#post10237673"&gt;a review&lt;/a&gt;? HOW CAN THIS BE HAPPENING AFTER LIKE TWO YEARS OF SILENCE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this gets its own entry just because it's &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; crazy. Took me very close to three hours, and I am damned content with it (if not happy). I need to brush up on my explaining skills a bit, but hey, it works. Or should work. I will be very dissapointed if I just-so-happened to have reviewed the one person who won't take advice, even from a mod. She looks like the decent sort, though, and I'd love to see her grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...no, seriously, I just wrote up an actual review. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(grehfeanjrhgj icanthelpit Becky returns from camp tomorrow Ben sometime this week Alex sometime soon went for sushi lunch with gang then Labarynth no Ryan Tom joined us at my house we ate birthday cake on my lawn watched Life of Brian went to the pool today despite clouds someone pooped in the pool just as I got there listened to iPod then watched Just Friends because Ryan Reynolds is awesome and holy crap that's where that song Timid Kyogre sent me is from I'M SORRY I CAN'T STOP BLOGGING IT'S A DISEASE RLY)</content>
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    <title>psychmoonshadow @ 2009-08-08T02:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-08T06:37:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-08T06:37:11Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>As Time Goes By</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Finally watched Casablanca today. Amazing movie, and now As Time Goes By is stuck in my head, except it's the Matt Dusk version. Literally, each scene seems to have at least three pop-culture references, bwa. &amp;lt;3 By the end of it Tom had made me two big-ass mix CDs, then we watched O Brother, Where Art Thou with his mom. *needs to read The Odyssey in full someday*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a Fleet Foxes concert (same place where they play Rocky) with Ben Monday night, before he left on his vacation. Loved their opening act, the whole thing was quite awesome. Had some ice cream, then headed back to my area, where it did not rain and I did not lose my earring. Between him and Tom, I'm sure my musical knowledge will explode by the time school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got two blank text messages from Ben his first two days in California, which was wtf. Sent him an e-mail which he apparently didn't receive. Evan called me during the desert of my dad's birthday dinner tonight, telling me Ben was online, and Evan seved as our middleman for a bit. Damned three-hour time difference and Ben actually being the sort who'd go out drinking while on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked at the Seniors' Centre for the first time on Thursday, was in the pacemaker clinic at the hospital Friday morning. Been busy with volunteering, took my university English placement test Monday (we had to respond to an article supporting spanking, kinda ran outta time while attacking their weak arguments). Slowly telling people about Ben and I, dating doesn't work properly when you still live with your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing sushi with the gang tomorrow (well, today) for lunch. Haven't had all of us together in a really long time, so am very much looking forward to it, and we've been scheduled for our end-of-the-month summer sushi trip for over a week now. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yaaawn* Seriously time to go to bed already, must stop going to bed late. STILL hgave 55 new e-mails - had 112 when I got back from the con weekend, mixture of SPPf reports, LiveJournal and Facebook. It's really not going down from 55, though. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psychic</content>
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