Well...

Just stumbled across these in one of my Yahoo photo albums.
Brings back memories.

At the big 25th Anniversary Bash


I think this was at a Dennys...after BAPC one year...that's Sean's hand on the back of the seat...


After being up ALL night at a Lock-In, thus the Zombie look


More anniversary


:)

Proof

This is why Florian's 1966 Chevy with 42,000 miles on it is completely believable.
This is why the Chevy septic tank is believable.
This is why Pontoon Boat is believable.
Those things are believable because this link is true.
And because this link sounds like something Garrison made up.
I told you he is brilliant.

Biggest Hockey Stick

Does everyone have a water buffalo?

Been busy.
Very busy.
Lots of work.
Debate.
All that.
Yeah.

Sooooooo.....
Work is going fine.
The debate was great. We kicked tooshie. Larry Exum would be proud.

I'm listening to VeggieTales.

A few days ago, I was thinking about I Love My Lips and got very worried because I couldn't remember half the words.
That's very bad.
Very bad indeed.

I thought of some more things to add to my Thrill list and then I forget them.
However, I thought of one again.
Garrison.

Garrison gives me the Thrill.
He's brilliant. Brilliant, I tell you!
I'm reading one of his books right now. The Chicken story - oh boy. I laughed, I cried, my body hurt from laughing.
He makes me terribly depressed and I think the world is peopled by heathens who kick puppies and take ice cream cones from children.
Then he makes me snort with laughter and think that life is one grand picnic a few pages later.
And maybe both of those are true.

The Thrill

It's interesting how little things in life can give us a Thrill, like when Anne gives a place a name.

One of the things that gives me a Thrill is that line from Wives & Daughters -
"You men concern yourselves with the eternal verities: we women are content to ponder the petty things in life."

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
I LOVE THAT LINE!!!!!!!!
IT JUST KILLS ME!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

So.
*cough*
Anywhoo...I like that line.
:)

Things that gives me a Thrill:

-the national anthem

-those 35 magnificent seconds of Carlos'

-the last line of Farewell, Good Angel as delivered by JB

-various parts of Jane, mostly the scene after the thwarted wedding....the violence comment *sigh*

-The Moon by Joshua Payne

-the last "Flyyyyyyy!!!" in River by Mikey

-Acts 4:12

-singing To Him Who Sits On The Throne

That's it for now.
If I think of any more, I'll let you know.
:)

My cat

I love July 4.
I love all that patriotic shmooie.
It's great.

Last year, I had my July 4 on a lovely summer evening in Indiana.
Being outdoors and watching fireworks in the summer feels like July 4.
If only the blasted man had sung the anthem.
I really need to speak with him about that.

When we opened the store this morning, I put the flag outside in its holder.
I wanted to wave it around and sing the anthem or God Bless America.
A customer came in and bought a little flag pin for a person who just got their citizenship.

I know a lot of people complain about this country, but I don't see anyone jumping the border to get out of it.
Just a thought.

Soooo....

Hallmark is going well.
I'm enjoying it.
We've got a ton of stuff that's 50% off, so come by and see us.
:)
I met the other twin today, can't remember if that was Ricki or Randi.
Sheesh.
Working with twins. I can see this might be an issue.
Anywhoo, we were both helping customers and when they were gone, I looked at the twin (whichever one it was) and said "Okay, the one I just helped gets the Cute Customer Award of the Day!"
:)
I think I might have to keep that up. It's amusing.
This guy was cute.
So, naturally, that's why he got the "Cute" Customer Award.
Heh.
Mind boggling, isn't it?

My cat was just sitting in the hall, looking at himself in the mirror.
He was hissing.
*sigh*

I miss my friends.
I realize this after we talk on the phone or I'm with them for an hour or two and then they leave again.
Stinks.
Majorly.
Today, one of them said "I'm an unfaithful friend!!"
I said "No, you're just MARRIED."

In case something happens to my first husband, I now have a back-up husband.
I suppose when I get that bored again, I'll choose a second runner-up.
Should this occur, I will of course inform my adoring public.
It should be no surprise that my back-up, like the uhhh....first-up, is tall, dark and sings rather nicely. However, this one resides across the pond, so I'll have to take frequent trips abroad. It'll be a struggle, but I'm sure I'll survive.
*puts on brave face*

******NOTE to Derek and anyone else who is frightened by the above paragraph******
I'M JOKING

*sigh*

General American English?

Your Linguistic Profile:

70% General American English

10% Dixie

10% Upper Midwestern

10% Yankee

0% Midwestern

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

From a CNN money article

According to U.S. Census Bureau statistics, people with a bachelor's degree earn more than 70 percent more on average than those with just a high school diploma.

In dollar terms, Junior will earn more than $1,000,000 in his lifetime because of his college degree than his slacker friends who decide to stay home and mooch off Mom & Dad instead.

Things

Well, here I am, folks.
Of course since I'm starting a new job tomorrow, I have caught a cold of sorts.
*sigh*
Most unfortunate.

It will be rather odd working in the same building again.
However, at least the interior is lovely.
'Nuff said.

Grandma Gooch had her surgery and seems to be doing fine.
The relatives are gone.
Me and The Steve get along well.
Put two Task Oriented Introverts together and they can find a lot to talk about.
:)

I made some mean stew the other night.
Might have that for lunch.
Sounds more appealing than hot dogs.
*turns green*

I had to have my tea without milk this morning, since we didn't have any.
Bah.
I don't recommend it.
Hey Bethy, I'll be working right next to that Pete's place...

I have a statistics class this summer then I'll be done at NVC.
Time to move on to Sonoma State.
I'm thinking about going for the MA Counseling program.
Sounds interesting.
Of course, they have to accept me first.
But why wouldn't they accept me!?
I'm brilliant!
I'm more than spectacular, to use the vernacular, I'm wizard, I'm smashing, I'm keeeeeeeeeennnn!!!!!!

Oookay.
Sorry about that.
Was having a Sherman Brothers moment there.
*cough*

Slow connections.
I really don't like slow connections, especially when they are supposed to be fast connections.
Very annoying that.

*sigh*

Whatever

You Are A Romantic

You are more romantic than 100% of the population. You life your life like a fairy tale... or at least you try to. Living for magical moments, you believe there's only one true love for you. Love is the most important thing in your life, and you don't take it for granted. Your perfect match loves to be in love as much as you do!

Are You Romantic or Realistic?

Hah!

Your Inner European is Russian!

Mysterious and exotic. You've got a great balance of danger and allure.

Who's Your Inner European?

Drugs or Jesus

How terribly interesting:

Drugs Or Jesus
written by - Brett James/Aimee Mayo/Troy Verges/Chris Lindsey)
sung by - Tim McGraw

In my home town
For anyone who sticks around
You're either lost or you're found
There's not much in between
In my home town
Everything's still black and white
It's a long, long way from wrong to right
From Sunday morning to Saturday night

Everybody just wants to get high
Sit and watch a perfect world go by
We're all looking for love and meaning in our lives
We follow the roads that lead us
To drugs or Jesus

My whole life
I've tried to run, I've tried to hide
From the stained glass windows in my mind
Refusing to let God's light shine
Down on me
Down on me

Everybody just wants to get high
Sit and watch a perfect world go by
We're all looking for love and meaning in our lives
There's not much space between us
Drugs or Jesus

Everybody wants acceptance
We all just want some proof
Everyone's just looking for the truth

Everybody just wants to get high
Sit and watch a perfect world go by
We're all looking for love and meaning in our lives
We follow the roads that lead us
To drugs or Jesus

Hahhaaaa!!!

So, filthy rich Joop Van Den Ende's company Stage Holding is settling a deal to purchase Theatre Mogador in Paris.
The thing that cracked me up is this portion of the article -

ut Paris and musicals are seen by the industry as a mismatch. The shows which have set French box offices on fire, like Notre Dame De Paris and Romeo and Juliet, have bombed elsewhere (both of those were notorious London flops). On the other hand, Les Misérables, a decidedly successful French export, failed in Paris and only found success when Mackintosh and the Royal Shakespeare Company developed it for London.

Hahhaaaa!!!
Paris and musicals are seen by the industry as a mismatch!!
Sure they are!
What industry???
Definitely not the industry in France!
Folks, they failed elsewhere (meaning London, not necessarily other European countries) because they lack traditional staging.
And because anyone who is dumb enough to hire Don Black to write/translate lyrics for a musical...well, what can I say. Plus, and I use the term losely, the singers in the London production of R&J were amazingly dreadful.
*sigh*
Of course, this article does not mention that R&J is a big hit in other countries. For Pete's sake, the thing is playing in RUSSIA!

*sigh*

Moving

******ALERT******
I've just come up with a new word - a combination of "mental" and "emotional" - menotional. It is used in the following post. :)

It is so interesting to look back a few years in one's life and think "I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT HAPPENED!!!!"

You think about things and you're shocked that they happened.
You're shocked that it happened to YOU.
You're amazed that no one and nothing stopped it from happening.
Not that it was something specific, like stealing a car or something LOL but just a situation in general.

It's funny how you can become so wrapped up in a person.
You see them everywhere you go.
You see a tree and think of them.
You hear a word or a phrase and think of them.
You hear their name and it's like a punch to the chest.
And it lasts for a long time.
You want it to end, but you can't MAKE it end.
You try and try and try.
But you can't make it happen.

So, what makes us tick?
What makes one person more appealing than another?
What is so fantastic about that person that makes you do such crazy things and become so absorbed in them?
It isn't because they scaled Mt.Everest or gave everything they had to starving children in Sudan. They are usually just Average Joe's.
What is it?
What makes a nice baked potato so great?
A potato is a fairly common thing.
You think about it the next day or the next week and you realize that it was just a potato.
Was the potato great just because you were hungry?
Is that Average Joe so great to you just because of timing?

I think because this world basically will take everything off in more than ways than one, we have forgotten how two people can forge a mental & emotional relationship when there is no physical relationship between them. Certainly the physical would have just compounded the menotional, but sometimes that menotional relationship has effects that hang around much longer than physical ones would.

You see the person years later and they still look at you the same way.
It's very strange to have a person look at you with something in their eyes that can only be compared to Hope. It's scary and humbling and flattering all at the same time.
To know that you symbolize Goodness itself to a person, a person with whom you will never share your life, a person that you may in fact never see again.
And that doesn't bother you. Years before, it crushed you. It took away the sunshine and warm summer days. It made life dark and lonely.
You can talk about them and think about them without those piercing bolts of lightning attacking your heart.
And it had to happen on its own.

Love

When there is love, you will not erase it. When a heart has found honest love, it holds fast and remains tender. There are no deeper roots, and flowering or not it grows. It's patient this love. It needs so little care, so little light. It does not strive but given a place, at last will show itself to generations.

Joshua Payne

Whoa

Sorry for not posting for so long.
Let's see, what's been going on...

I went to San Francisco with the Browns and they took me to the Rainforest Cafe, which was very cool.

Easter, etc. Thought mother ruined my pretty pink sweater, but she didn't.

Did my film review last night in Speech class. For anyone who's wondering, I did the VeggieTales Jonah and made it sound terribly politically correct...colorblind casting and all that. Well, they are all VEGETABLES ya know! ;)

Laughed so hard that my face was hurting because of a conversation with Jenny.

Fell in love. *sigh* ;) ;) ;) ;) ;)

Heard a HORRIBLE version of Because You Loved Me by some new chick artist.
Oh man, it's bad. I thought it was Jaci Velasquez and I was thinking WHOA! She sounds terrible! But it's not her.
People, if you are going to cover a song, punch it up a little! Don't sing it exactly like the original artist! That's BORING! Add your own touches to it!
This is a terrible expression in the first place, but oh well.....
After hearing that song, I thought Sweetie, if you're going to beat a dead horse, beat it with a NEW whip!
Gah!!!!

Paul said that he's going to sing Healing Hands if Frankie can lower it.
I gotta keep bugging him about it.
I told him that Tracy and I can be his backup and do the whole coordinated arm movement thing.
Heeheeheeeee!!!! ;)
So after hearing part of the song, I had to have a little JonathanFest.
What a beeuuutiful voice.
Certainly takes me back a few years.
Ah, the crushes of a teenage girl.
Folks, I sat through a Gaither Homecoming Concert just to see that man.
THAT is dedication.

The Divos are going to be making some appearances in the US next month.
Thanks, guys.
Make me pay an arm and a leg to import the cd and then months later, you'll release it here.
What's up with that!! Why do people keep doing that!!!
I'll tell you why! Because people are prejudiced against we poor Americans!
They think they can just dangle us around! They give the Europeans the first crack at new music! Well I gotta tell you, music would be in a sorry state if it weren't for the American market! So you better think this over long and hard! So there!

My, I seem to be using a lot of exclamation marks!
;)

Sal, if you read this...
I hope you're feeling better.
I sent Cheyenne and Doug to you a couple of days ago.
They'll help cheer you up.

Okay, I'm going.
Byeeeee!!!!

Memories

THE PIIIIIIIITTTT!!!!!!!!!!



It's been almost two years.
*sniff*

And just because it's been stuck in my brain....

*insert Cockney accent*

The pious path won't pay...
If you wanna get ahead!
..there's just no honest waaaaayyyyyy!!!!

:)

Today

Me and Bethy are going to The Dump (In&Out) for dinner tonight.
We're such party animals.

It's raining today. I guess the weather realized that it's still supposed to be winter. One week it's 85 degrees and the next week it's raining and I'm wearing a sweater that I don't think I have worn since I was in Indiana in January.
I love California.
:)

Vivaldi makes me happy.
*sigh*

We're Already There

This is beautiful!!!!!!!
Hugh rocks!!!

Trying to sleep alone in my bed
Thoughts of the future go 'round in my head
How will I find the love of my own
Love of the kind that I've never known
Don't know where I'm going
Don't know what to do
I take comfort knowing that right here and now
You're out in the world
Searching for me, too

You're already there, waiting for me
Wondering where in the world I could be
You go through your day dreaming your dream
Afraid that it might not come true
While I'm lying here, dreaming of you

You're far, far away or just down the street
But surely someday we are destined to meet
I know in my heart you're coming to me
Don't need to know when and where
I'll just turn and one day you'll be there

And maybe we will know at the first word, at the first glance
Or maybe we'll go slow
Start out as friends but in the end
A love to last a lifetime will grow
And that will be our story
I can't wait to live our story

So now go to sleep and I'll do the same
Knowing your heart though I don't know your name
I trust in a plan much higher than me
To bring us together in time
So till you appear, I'll picture you clear
Remove all the doubt and let go of the fear
And know that the future is fine
You're already there
Waiting for me
So in a funny way

You're already mine

by David Friedman

Stuff

I did my commercial for Speech!
It's quite nice. I'm rather proud of it.
:)
I am considering skipping class tonight, but that's so bad.
*sigh*

REBECCA GOT ACCEPTED TO THE UNIVERSITY OF SUSSEX!!
WOOOHOOOOOO!!!!
*dances around*
That's so cool.

My goodness, it's getting warm over here!
74 degrees!
Sheesh!

Sooooo.....what else is new...
uhmmmm.....
If I think of anything, I'll let you know!

New

I posted this last May.
I'm posting it again.

Some things can be repaired and some things can't.
Or you can start over.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

To Lady Kathrine of Gooch,

Behold, mine ear hath heard thine cry, and my lips shall answer.
Verily, my liver fareth well and my heart is gladdened at the good report of thine. Tis good to know thou hast not been overtaken by the spells of fainting.
Hark! A teacher approaches! I must conceal my quill and hide my papyrus!!.......Lo, she is gone. I now take up my pen in hand to write thee tidings of great joy. I don't like anybody! Tis a great feat and hard to accomplish, but lo, I have done it. My heart is unshackled and my soul free as a dove.
(You really should try it sometime.)
Verily, my love, I must part from thy sweet presence, and come away from thine bountiful beauty, for behold on the horizon!!
A dragon! Fierce is he, and a formidable foe.
And the name of terror that hast been dubbed upon him is a name that makes strong men tremble and shake in their boots, for Lo!
His evil name is Schoolwork! And I must overcome him.
Until next time, I remain yours truly,

Reverand Knigh Errant Studley of Brownie Button

PS Your favorite football player, Reggie White, retired. He has a league record of 165 sacks to his credit, but his back hurts so he's gonna stay home and sniffle.

Update

For anyone who hasn't been able to catch me on AIM lately -
I've been working, sleeping, getting sick and out 'n about with various peoples.
I'm headed to Alameda this morning with Andrea to take LaQuida to see Papa, so we'll be back this afternoon.

In other news, I'm doing a commercial about musicals for my Public Speaking class.
I'm open to suggestions. :)

Need I say more?

I do?

Okay....I'll say....this...



So, anyone want to find a town named "Czolgosz?"
;)

More pictures!

Here we have Prince Felipe of Spain and his new wifey, Princess Letizia.
Now THAT is a dress.
*sigh*






And here we have Andrea and some guy...he just showed up a couple of years ago and Andrea decided to marry him. Hhmm.... ;)

Pictures!

Ah, pictures.
I love pictures.

Me and Mrs.Smith...





Me and Mrs.Whiseant



Mr.Jackson, Mr.Brown and Mr.Willis...

Baby

My cat is adorable.
Just wanted to let you know that.

Sheesh

Well, how depressing is this...



The RSC is closing in London after 10 years.
*sniff*
No more "Maaaaayyyyybe, maaayyybe not!"
No more Othelo rap.
No more backwards Hamlet.
*sigh*

I can't imagine what's going to go into the Criterion.
The interior is like an old river steamboat - pink and gold and more pink and gold.
*sigh*

Nifty, heh?

Believe it or not you can read it:

I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulacltyuesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnidAoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer inwahtoredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the fristand lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and youcan sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos notraed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh andI awlyas thought slpeling was ipmorantt!

ARG!!!!

You wouldn't believe how many times I listened to "Tell My Father" today.
I'm surprised at myself, in fact.
It's just so lovely, like swaying in a hammock.
It wraps around you.
*sigh*

Haven't managed to find a pic of that scene from the show.
Must be some kind of conspiracy.
You would think with all those Wildhorn fans out there, SOMEONE would have a pic!!!
Sheesh!

Geocities is being a pain and it won't let me load the file.
So you'll just have to be satisfied with the lyrics.
:)

Tell my father
That his son didn't run or surrender
That I bore his name with pride
As I tried to remember
You are judged by what you do
While passing through

As I rest in fields of green
Let him lean on your shoulder
Tell him how I spent my youth
So the truth can grow older
Tell my father
When you can
I died a man

Tell him we will meet again
Where the angels learn to fly
Tell him we will meet as men
For with honor
Did I die

Tell him how I fought the blue
Proud and true, through the fire
Tell my father
So he'll know
I love him so

Tell him how I wore the grey
Just the way
Thought he taught me
Tell my father not to cry
Then say
Good-bye

My Grandmother

My grandmother called tonight.
She's been having problems with her eyes, so the doctor has been giving her Botox injections in the area around her eyes to see if that will help her keep them open.
She says "I don't know if these shots are helping....Grandpa says they are, but he's not in my body..."

:)

By the way, Bob is releasing a concert dvd.
Cool, heh?
Guess when it was recorded...

JANUARY 2001!!!!!!!!!!!

Sheesh, people!
There's no rush on it, ya know!
Gah!

Thoughts

There are moments when Rolando Villazon sounds scarily like Placido.
Very weird, but maybe that's why I can stand to listen to him.
He has a new cd of Gounod and Massenet arias.
Although they are nice, his "Ah, leve-toi soleil" and Pourquoi are simply not up to The Roberto Bar.
Not as if I had any doubts on that score, but hey, sometimes the obvious needs to be pointed out.
:)
However, I would definitely choose him over most of the tenors of the moment....Licitra, Cura....all those guys. Most definitely.
Too bad the guy is so trollish looking.

I've decided that I don't like Brahms.
Just wanted to let you know that.

The Party Crew

Kristina, Michelle, Bethany, Me, Derek, Jason and Amanda

:)

SOME PEOPLE!!!

I was poking around Amazon looking at cast albums when I stumbled across...

BROADWAY IN CONCERT!!!!! (formerly known as Back From Broadway)

After the initial pleasure of discovering that the cd is finally available through Amazon, I read the one review and became highly annoyed.
Here's a quote from the review by "music fan" - "James Barbour blows away Josh Groban so for those of you who are fans...try this CD."

Josh Groban?
JOSH GROBAN???

*tries to keep herself from hurling insults at the unsuspecting Mr.Groban in defense of JB*

*takes deep breaths*

*tells herself to calm down*

*feels the words rushing to her fingertips*

JOSH GROBAN HAS THE STAGE PRESENCE OF A GNAT AND JB COULD SING HIM UP A TREE!!!!!

Hey, music fan, did you like Michael Bolton's arias album? Try out this guy...his name is Pavarotti...he blows away Michael Bolton!

Sheesh!!!!!

Me and my Fairy Godmother

My Baby

Me as a Superhero.

I love you, Bethany.

That about sums it up.

Useless facts

American novelist Mark Twain was the first known author to submit a typed manuscript.

A language becomes extinct in this world every two weeks.

Author Robert May considered the names of Reginald and Rollo before he settled on "Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer."

During his entire life, Vincent Van Gogh sold exactly one painting, Red Vineyard at Arles.

Leonardo Da Vinci never signed or dated his most famous painting, the Mona Lisa.

The colours yellow, red, and orange are used in fast food restaraunts because those are the colours that stimulate hunger.

Kathey Trivia

Have I mentioned that I like Vermeer?

Water, water everywhere...

I had Taco Bell for lunch and since then, I've downed almost 5 glasses of water.
Is salt their main ingredient or something?
Sheesh.

Cubicles

Top ten drawbacks to working in a cubicle
#10. Being told to 'Think outside the Box' when you're in a box all day long.
#9. Not being able to check e-mail attachments without turning around to see who's behind you.
#8. Fabric cubicle walls do not offer much protection from any kind of gunfire.
#7. That nagging feeling that if you press the right button, you'll get a piece of cheese!
#6. Lack of roof rafters for the noose.
#5. The walls are too close together for the hammock to work right.
#4. 23 power cords, 1 outlet.
#3. Prison cells are not only bigger, they also have beds.
#2. When tours come through, you get lots of peanuts thrown at you...
And the Number 1 Drawback to Working in a Cubicle:
#1. You can't slam the door when you quit and walk out!

Evening Solace by Charlotte Bronte

THE human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sealed;­
The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
Whose charms were broken if revealed.

And days may pass in gay confusion,
And nights in rosy riot fly,
While, lost in Fame's or Wealth's illusion,
The memory of the Past may die.

But, there are hours of lonely musing,
Such as in evening silence come,
When, soft as birds their pinions closing,
The heart's best feelings gather home.

Then in our souls there seems to languish
A tender grief that is not woe;
And thoughts that once wrung groans of anguish,
Now cause but some mild tears to flow.

And feelings, once as strong as passions,
Float softly back­a faded dream;
Our own sharp griefs and wild sensations,
The tale of others' sufferings seem.

Oh ! when the heart is freshly bleeding,
How longs it for that time to be,
When, through the mist of years receding,
Its woes but live in reverie !

And it can dwell on moonlight glimmer,
On evening shade and loneliness;
And, while the sky grows dim and dimmer,
Feel no untold and strange distress­.

Only a deeper impulse given
By lonely hour and darkened room,
To solemn thoughts that soar to heaven,
Seeking a life and world to come.

La la laaaaa!!!

Andrea and Katelyn are in my voice class!
Woohoo!

Sooooo.....
Eve Ann did this thing to my neck that was so small, but so cool.
I can't even describe it.
Anyways, I sat there, moving my head around like one of those bobble head doll things.
LOL

It is cold and raining.
Fun fun.

Off to choir!

As if!

Choose one?

ONE?

ONE!!!!?????

Yeah....right!!

http://www.kdfc.com/new/romantic.cfm

Boohoo

Rochester went to Fishy Heaven last night.
*sniff*

My goodness

I had some action packed dreams last night!
In one of them, I was with some other people in the house and we were getting really freaked out because strange things were happening.
Turned out there were bad guys in the house and I actually got shot in the leg!
It was odd because when I looked down at my leg, I could see the bullet (which looked more like a beebee) in my leg and it was moving around. Very odd.
So I went to one of the guys and showed him and he took his knife and made a little slit and got the bullet out.
And I didn't scream, cry, faint or anything!
Hah!
:)

Sheesh

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

Well, a nice lady from Financial Aid called and let me know that I qualify for the fee waiver. So now I have to back to the office, get an Authorization to Register, go back to Registration, tell them that I don't owe them 142 bucks and register for this semester.
Sheesh.
And I thought computers could talk to each other!!!

I'm taking my first voice class.
*gulp*
I am so paranoid about this.
I've seen and heard of too many people who had beautiful voices, had some training and then everything went flat.
*sigh*

Bethany and Chelleme and I went to The Dump for lunch.
I left with that Dump-y burger taste in my mouth.
:)

Andrea and I are going to Camellia's tomorrow!
Woohoo!
Girlie time!
:)

AAAAAHHHHH!!!!

The Joseph Megamix is taking over my liiiiiife!!!!!
I'm on my third go-'round!!!



*chair dances*

Dreams

I had a dream last night that I was reading a book.
In this book, there was a scene of some kind of large gathering, perhaps a house party.
Guess who showed up at this gathering?

ROWLAND ROCHESTER!!!

HAHAHAHAA!!!!

Oh dear.
That's what comes from reading Jane earlier in the day.

On Sunday night, I had a very kooky dream.
I dreamed that I was in a mansion owned by Richard Branson (the Virgin guy....as in the company...*cough*) and he was showing us around this mansion.
For some reason, Andew Lloyd Webber was also there.
This house was so cool. The rooms were beautiful and they were decorated in different styles. There was one that was Asian and Richard's bedroom was lovely.
Not sure what happened right after that, but the next thing I remember is that I left the group (while ALW was talking) and I ended up in a magnificent old fashioned flowy white nightgown thingie, complete with a flowy white dressing gown. I went down a big staircase in my flowy white ensemble. And that was it.
:)
Oh, and there was something going on between me and Branson, some sort of emotional relationship.
Ahem.
Sooooo...I guess this means that my subconscious wants an older attractive British man with oodles of money.
Is that too much to ask?????
;)

In other news, I'm listening to Bro.Booker's biography.
My goodness.
That man was born to write.
Anybody who can quote poetry like he can is born to write.

This is one that he quoted in reference to Bro. & Sis. Price -

Here, sown by the Creator's hand,
In serried ranks, the Redwoods stand;
No other clime is honored so,
No other lands their glory know.

The greatest of Earth's living forms,
Tall conquerors that laugh at storms;
Their challenge still unanswered rings,
Through fifty centuries of kings.

The nations that with them were young,
Rich empires, with their forts far-flung,
Lie buried now - their splendor gone;
But these proud monarchs still live on.

So shall they live, when ends our day,
When our crude citadels decay;
For brief the years allotted man,
But infinite perennials' span.

This is their temple, vaulted high,
And here we pause with reverent eye,
With silent tongue and awe-struck soul;
For here we sense life's proper goal;

To be like these, straight, true and fine,
To make our world, like theirs, a shrine;
Sink down, oh traveler, on your knees,
God stands before you in these trees.

Joseph B. Strauss

Age

I watched Gabby and Madeline today.
Sheesh, I'm getting old.
I remember when Gabby was two and Maddy was born.
*sigh*

Bah.

Snow!!!!

Our snowwomen and Zoe.



Does this need an explanation?

Big Fancy House of the Day

Hampton Court



First of all, don't listen to that moron Rick Steves.
He gave Hampton Court a ridiculously low star rating in his Europe guidebook.
Heathen.
What does he know.



My friends, Hampton Court is so fantabulously fantabulous, it is worthy of being on my blog.
It was given to Henry VIII by Wolsey, party in the hopes that would surround Wolsey with a measure of protection.
*cough*
And we know how that turned out.

One of the neatest things about Hampton is that the architecture represents a varity of styles and periods.



It's practically an art gallery within itself.
When I turned a corner and came upon this painting, I freaked out (which for me, means stunned silence) -



I've probably gone on about this before on the blog, so I won't take the time to now, but anywhoo, it's beautiful and if you want to read the paper I wrote about it, email me.
:)

Check out this site for a very nifty tour -
http://www.the-eye.com/hcintro.htm

The state of the world

Okay....I find this extremely humorous...

The media in the UK is in a frenzy because Prince Harry wore a Nazi uniform, complete with a swastika armband, to a costume party.

Now, I ask you...is that not proof of 20 year old maleness?????
If a student did that in the US, they would probably kick him out of school.
*sigh*

So guess who is defending him?
FERGIE!!!

HAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!!

*wipes tears from eyes*
Oh boy, I tell ya.
Those "royals."
I may not always take pride in the one person who symbolizes my country, but at least I had some choice in the matter.

Castle of the Day

Armadale Castle, located on the Isle of Skye...

Gah

I'M SICK OF BEING SICK!!!!

AAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGG!!!!

*bangs head against keyboard*

Woohoo!

Party at my house at 8!

*puts on nerd hat*

I'm being Tudored!

Went to the library today.
Booked up with Henry VIII, Anne Boleyn and her sister Mary.
Woohoo.

Also got some terribly nifty books for my Sunday kids.
Woohoo.

In other news...

CLAY SANG "YOU WERE THERE" ON A TOUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IIIIEEEEE!!!!!

It's downloading right now.
Sheesh.
Why don't we just let him sing all of Avalon's stuff and just skip the Avalon issue!!!???
Brilliant!

Maybe I shouldn't be publicizing this...

You are Emily Dickinson when it comes to literature
and poetry! You know everything there is to
know about it and would probably make a fine
writer yourself.

How Much Do You Know About Classic Literature and Poetry?
brought to you by

hhhmm....

http://www.cnn.com/2004/LAW/12/21/gun.lawsuit.ap/index.html

Veeerrryyy interesting.

Woohoo!

I know I already plugged his Christmas cd, but I gotta ramble about him for a while.



That Clay Aiken can sang!!!

WOOHOOO!!!

*does the Jig and runs around in circles*

Bless all those crazy fans of his who bootleg. Bless them forever and always, Amen.

I tell ya.
Mmmhhhhmmm.
That boy can sing.
I asked mother if she wanted to go to the Christmas concert in San Jose.
I think she thought I was joking.
Hmph.
All I can say is, after she sees certain visual souvenirs that I have gathered *ahem*, she's gonna wanna go next year.

He did a fantabulous version of the Avalon song, Good News.
And when he hits that note in Don't Save It All For Christmas Day...

Haught dawg.
*Kathey faints*

It's a shame he got stuck with all those cheesy songs on his first cd.
Just let the boy sing Christmas songs for the rest of his life!
He could build his whole career on it!
And he probably wouldn't mind either.

HMPH!!!

From an article titled Twice-Told Tale by Leighton Kerner -

"Certain facts of life can be quite discouraging. Once such fact for operalovers is that no singing voice, no matter how great, can be captured accurately on recordings."

Alrighty, you modern art loving turtle neck pullovered opera snob, you just listen up.
That sentiment does not apply to only opera singers.
I realize you can't get past the singers who are *gasp* mic'd and you consider musical theatre to be beneath you, but I defy you to listen to the Jane OBC and tell me that JB was "captured accurately."

HMPH!!!!!!

A lovely day

The January issue of Opera News arrived today!
After a stressful 45 minutes trying to download the Pretty Dudes' O Holy Night, a nice lady from the UK sent it to me.
WOOHOOOO!!!

One of those things...

THREE WAYS I AM STILL JUST A KID:
1. I love Christmas.
2. I hate eyedrops.
3. I sleep with a big stuffed dog named Patrick.

THREE WAYS I AM ALREADY OLD:
1. Body aches.
2. I like sitting around with a friend in silence.
3. I like Scrabble.

THREE WAYS THAT I'M A STEREOTYPICAL "BOY":
1. I can put furniture together.
2. I still try to understand females.
3. I have no qualms about handling, cutting up, etc. raw meat

THREE WAYS THAT I'M A STEREOTYPICAL "GIRL":
1. I like foofy dresses.
2. I wear black a lot.
3. Chocolate DOES help me feel better!

THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:
1. Drink more water.
2. More exercise.
3. Write more songs.

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. Kathey
2. Kathryn
3. Gooch

THREE SCREEN NAMES/EMAIL ADDRESSES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. mikeyfan1
2. katgoochie
3. .........

THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. I work well with children.
2. I can sing.
3. I can cook.

THREE THINGS YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. I tend to procrastinate.
2. I get irritable if I'm around people too long.
3. I am a compulsive stacker. (but I've worked on that)

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. German.
2. Indian.
3. probably other European

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. People who can justify (at least in their own mind) their actions, no matter the effect it has on those around them.
2. People who refuse to see an issue at 360 degrees.
3. Losing my cat.

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. Food.
2. A computer
3. Communication

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. a purple t shirt
2. silver pj bottoms
3. a smile ;)

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:
1. O Holy Night
2. Carlos' 35 Seconds of Musical Ecstacy!! (don't ask...)
3. I can't choose only three because I've already put waaaaaaay too much thought into this.

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1. Upfrontness (if that's a word).
2. The ability to disagree and laugh together.
3. A certain amount of silliness. :)

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (You figure them out)
1.
2. I cheated in school.
3. I punched a whole in the wall.

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Tallness *cough*
2. Dark hair.
3. Gentleness.

THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:
1. Draw/paint.
2. Eat watermelon.
3. Sing baritone.

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. Singing.
2. Cooking.
3. Helping people.

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. Travel.
2. Travel.
3. Have some of my girlfriends back.

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
1. Counselor.
2. Teacher (as a means of living)
3. Marriage to a ridiculously wealthy and handsome man.

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. The United Kingdom.
2. Germany.
3. New York.

THREE KID'S NAMES
1. Olivia
2. Julianna
3. London

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. Travel more.
2. Go to all 50 states.
3. Sell out the Met. (insert maniacal laughter)

1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before?
Screamed and giggled like a 15 year old at a concert.

2.Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I don't really do the resolution thing.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Nope.

4. Did anyone close to you die?
Nope.

5. What countries did you visit?
What a terribly depressing question.

6. What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004?
Ticket stubs

7. What dates from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
Can't 'member the exact day (March I think...), but the day when Lissa, Heidi and I went to LA and back on the same day.
May 1...grinning from ear to ear with Reina on the way to her wedding...*sob* (and the Sunday a couple of weeks before that when I was pulled out of a pit)
August 7...thank goodness we got past security and someone was feeling chatty... *cough*
December 14...I SURVIVED SPANISH 121!!!!
December 18..I had to sing an impromptu version of Little Bo Beep in front of 150 people.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Sheesh. I have no idea.

9. What was your biggest failure?
I'm up for suggestions on this one...

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Bah. Yes.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
Hhmmm....probably a music item.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
I can't answer this.
It might get back to the person.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Ditto

14. Where did most of your money go?
Probably postage! Or school books/travel expenses.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Salt Lake City Trip, Reina's marriage, getting a different room for Sunday School and various music related issues.

16. What song will always remind you of 2004?
Don't Go Looking For

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) happier or sadder?
dunno...maybe happier
b) thinner or fatter?
*sigh*
c) richer or poorer?
Hah. Are we counting assets here???

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Traveling

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Sitting.

20. How will you be spending Christmas?
Mostly cash or debit.

21. Did you fall in love in 2004?
Well, I'm kinda liking Sydney Carton at the moment.
But he's rather dead.

Okay, it's almost midnight and I'm pooped.
Maybe I'll post the rest tomorrow.

Ciao.

Top this!

Sophie sent this to me.
I told her that when I'm rich and shameless, I'll be her patronesse. :)

Oh, the stress!

I put myself through the mild torture of creating a Christmas compilation.
It was somewhat traumatic.
*sigh*
First I had to eliminate tons of songs then I had to figure out how to arrange them.
Sheesh.

But I must say, it turned out beautifully.
I've got it on right now.

Tonight is the church Christmas banquet.
The ensemble sounds grrrreat.
We rock.

Mother has to do a little sewing on my dress.
The sleeves were too long.
That's quite a novel thing for me.

Only one week till Christmas.
Bah.
Always goes too fast.

Advice

Notice to Northerners moving South
The following is a pre-approved posting whose purpose is to offer insight and advice to Northerners moving South.
1. Just because you can drive on snow and ice does not mean Southerners can. Stay home the two days of the year it snows.
2. If you do run your car into a ditch, don't panic. Four men in the cab of a four-wheel pick-up with a 12-pack of beer and a tow chain will be along shortly. Don't try to help them. Just stay out of their way. This is what they live for.
3. You can ask Southerners for directions, but unless you already know the positions of key hills, trees and rocks, you're better off trying to find it yourself.
4. Remember: Y'all is singular. All y'all is plural. All y'all's is plural possessive.
5. Get used to hearing, "You ain't from around here, are you?"
6. Don't be worried that you don't understand anyone. They don't understand you, either.
7. If you hear a Southerner exclaim, "Hey, y'all, watch this!" Stay out of his way. These are likely the last words he will ever say, or worse still, that you will ever hear.
8. Most Southerners do not use turn signals; they ignore those who do. In fact, if you see a signal blinking on a car with a Southern license plate, you may rest assured that it was already turned on when the car was purchased.
9. If there is the prediction of the slightest chance of even the most minuscule accumulation of snow, your presence is required at the local grocery store. It does not matter if you need anything from the store. It is just something you're supposed to do.
10. Satellite dishes are very popular in the South. When you purchase one, it is positioned directly in front of the house. This is logical, bearing in mind that the dish cost considerably more than the house, and should, therefore, be prominently displayed.
11. Be advised that in the South, 'He needed killin!', is a valid defense.

Sheesh

AAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGG!!!!!



I WANT TO GO BACK TO ENGLAND!!!!



I WANT TO PLAY IN BIG FANCY HOUSES!!!



I WANT TO COVER SCREENS AND SPEAK FRENCH AND GERMAN AND PLAY THE PIANOFORTE AND HAVE TEA EVERYDAY!!!



WHY MUST LIFE BE SO HUM-DRUM??!!



*throws self on chaise and commences sobbing*

As Long As There's Christmas...

I'm starting to feel more human.

"Human again, we'll be human again, when the girl finally sets us all freeee!!"

Sorry.
Random MT moment.

Anywhoo, I'm starting to feel better.
Wanting to sing, tried it, and decided I better stop.
Yeesh.

Heh

YOU ARE CATNIP

What herb are you?
brought to you by

Hhmmm

Chamomile Tea...You are Chamomile Tea.Your an original! Helpful to anyone in need and
always willing to lend a hand, you take action
but not through violence, people listen to you
for you have a knack for giving wonderful
advice! Many look up to you and you try your
best not to let them down. You have many
friends steadfast or no who consider themselves
lucky to be near you. You may have been hurt in
the past but you dont let that stand in your
way! You have a wonderful outlook on life and
try to see the good in people which is an
awesome gift!

What type of Tea are you? {-With Anime Pictures!-}
brought to you by

My painter!!!

HAH!!!

How weird is this!
I didn't rig it, I promise!
As you may recall, I've had a coupleof Vermeer themes on the blog...
*ahem*


You have the Vermeer girl look. A Vermeer girl
appealed mostly to the old masters of the Dutch
school, who painted pictures of everyday life
as they knew it. With her fine, fair skin, she
suited a light, natural, dewy make-up. The
Vermeer Girl loved homely things, such as
homemade soaps and candles. The following
artists would have liked to paint you; Pieter
de Hooch and Jan Vermeer.

'Pretty As A Picture' - Which Artist Would Paint You?
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Bah

I was informed that the blog needed updating.

Sooo...

I'm still sick.
Going to the doctor this afternoon.

Why do people have to mess with a story when they adapt it for a musical?
I was talking with someone about this...
It's possible to change a story (because of time issues, etc.) without making the characters do things out of....character.
Bah.
People are morons.
They have no respect for literary matters.

*sigh*

Self doesn't feel well today.
Throat hurts, body hurts, etc.
*sigh*

I put the tree up on Monday, but we still have to decorate it.
Percy is already having a great time with it.
I think it's pretty much impossible to keep a cat off a Christmas tree.
We've tried the pepper thing and all that.
*sigh*

Spanish was kind of nuts yesterday.
We had a written project due, an oral project and an exam.
I must say, Bethy and I aced the oral project.
We're quite good at that sort of thing.
And neither of us are talkative!
Figure that one out!
;) ;) ;)

Still don't know what to get mother for Christmas.
*sigh*

The Winter Wonderland in Sunday School turned out just smashingly.
It was lovely.
I didn't get any pictures of it, but I filmed a little.
I need to get whatever cables are necessary to transfer stuff to the computer.
I'll think about that later.

Mother and I are having tea with Gretchen on Saturday.
It'll be great to see her. The last time was in San Francisco with Sal.
*sniff*

Only one month till I head to the wilds of Indiana in the dead of winter!
Won't that be fun.
I hope I don't freeze to death.
*sigh*