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Everything will be all right, so close your eyes and hold on tight. [18 Nov 2008|10:38am] Okay so I'm registered for next semester! For those of you that are curious: + Elements of Geometry + Later Medieval Art: Gothic + Barbarian Invasions + Abnormal Psychology + Shakespeare II + Storytelling and Culture Also, nothing very interesting has happened to me lately, other than perhaps a severe lack of sleep. I did manage to grab a huuuuge bunch of free fabric from various craigslist ads, though, and I want to make something out of it. Possibly a quilt. Who wants to help me quilt over winter break? believe me, love

[05 Nov 2008|01:18pm] I am so proud of you, America! *HUGS AMERICA* Although I have resolved to completely isolate myself from the internet for a few days because I cannot deal with stupid Obama-haters who are completely misinformed and make ridiculous and inaccurate arguments like "We shouldn't have elected Obama because he will get assassinated anyway" and "Obama is a Muslim terrorist!" believe me, love

[30 Sep 2008|04:04am] Writing a history thesis is probably going to be the most excruciating process of my life. Not only do I have to read a minimum of 50 books and articles in order to find enough information for a 30 page paper, I also have to WRITE THE PAPER. I am SO GLAD I was smart and decided to do a paper on a topic I have already taken a whole class on, have lots of books and articles on the topic I have already read, and have an advisor who knows a ridiculous amount about it (she taught that class). So yeah, my topic, awkwardly phrased, is "religious responses to the Black Death." The topic of the seminar that's related to the thesis is "Sacred Violence," and I think my professor enjoyed my idea of disease and pandemic as a form of violence. Also, he and my advisor (who is my favorite professor, and who I have mentioned a lot) apparently talk about be when I'm not around. I went to ask my advisor if she had any new books on the Black Death she could recommend because my thesis topic was on the Black Death, and she was like "Oh, I know, Professor Vargas told me!" and she seemed really excited. Before this, Professor Vargas had been explaining to the seminar class about this history conference where undergrads presented papers on medieval subjects and then he turned right at me and said "Professor French told me you would probably be interested, and would make a great candidate!" WTF? Do they have nothing better to do than gossip about the girl who takes practically nothing but medieval history classes? They're both medievalists, and to be honest, I feel a little like their pet. Though not in a bad way. French is a good connection to have, and apparently likes me A LOT. Some of the people in my seminar talk about how hard of a professor she is and how harshly she grades compared to other professors. Meanwhile, I get nothing but A's in her classes and she already offered to be more lenient with my deadlines because she knows what classes I'm taking this semester and how much work I'll be doing. So... I dunno whether I'm good or she just likes me. Meanwhile, my American Women professor is so ridiculously lenient on deadlines it's ridiculous. I can hand in my paper up to a week after its deadline, and after that I can STILL hand in a paper without marks off, but it just has to be on a different topic. Jesus. If I knew she was going to be that easy, I would have taken more American history classes with her. She's the History Honors Society liaison (and also has the same last name as I do) so I knew of her before, but never had a class with her. Should have taken my first American history course with her instead of that idiot freak of a professor I ended up with. That guy was fucking insane. Unfortunately, he's also the department's only American Indian expert, and so I have to forgo taking a class I would really like because he's the damn professor. ((Meghan, never take a class with Hauptman. EVER.)) Oh, anybody who wants to go to a Harry Potter Halloween Party on November 1st let me know, I can hook you up. The Meetup's having Half-Blood Halloween and I, Victoria, and Carissa if I can drag her are going, and it should be awesome. I am either going as Hermione (because my hair is getting more and more Hermione every day) or generic Hufflepuff (possibly Hannah Abbot) or Slytherin (Daphne Greengrass again, mayhap?). Victoria currently has short bright red hair, and I'm working on Tonks-izing her. Carissa could be Pansy Parkinson... ooh, yeah, her hair's about right for it now. Okay so yeah, HP Party for Halloween lemme know, it should be A M A Z I N G G G G 4 believers|believe me, love

NYCWRF [22 Sep 2008|04:05pm] I am still exhausted from all the hardcore wrockage I did yesterday. I danced. Holy shit did I dance. I never dance. Okay, well I did what my generation calls dancing (I jumped up and down and back and forth and shit), but still. It was SO AMAZING. I cannot wait until next year when I hope we do it again. I got like a thousand picturesssss. Allie wore my rugby shirt and wore a sign that said "Generic Weasley" on her back. Everyone thought it was hilarious. Some people even asked if she had made or gotten the shirt custom made. I got it for $15 at Old Navy XD I got to hug a Canadian wrocker! And we spent most of Justin Finch-Fletchley's set squished next to each other (HE IS SO ADORABLE!!), but I drifted away during "Victor Krum" because I wanted to get closer to the stage and jump up and down a lot. I swear to GOD I must have lost like five pounds yesterday between jumping up and down every five seconds, running around doing Staff stuff, and eating practically nothing. At the end of the night Stacy called everyone in the Order of the Festival up on stage for thank yous and I got a bunch of cheers! Yay for me! It was so cool. Seriously, it was the BEST night of my life so far. Not just the best concert ever (which it was anyway, sorry Billy Joel) but the BEST NIGHT EVER. My entire body is sore today. That's the mark of a good night, yeah? OMG and I'm so stoked for the HP Halloween Party because it's the first HP party after my 21st birthday! I think I might dress up as Hermione if I can borrow a Gryffindor tie from someone... but I got a Hufflepuff one (finally!) and a Slytherin one too, because some of my favorite wrockers are Slytherins, and it's REALLY hard to sing "Pureblood wizards and pureblood witches, all you mudblood bitches can kiss my britches" while wearing a Hufflepuff tie. Hmm, actually now that I think of it, my fav wrockers are either Hufflepuffs (Oliver Boyd and the Remembralls, Justin Finch-Fletchley) or Slytherins (Swish & Flick, Draco and the Malfoys) or House of Awesome (Whomping Willows)... Interesting. Maybe I'm also part Slytherin? Weird combo, that. Hufflein? Slytherpuff? Whatever. I am going to be so hyper all week because of this show. AHHHH. AHHHH. You should all come to the next show because HOLY CRAP it is so amazinggggg. believe me, love

The French, They Are So.... French [17 Sep 2008|02:12pm] Hogwarts Houses in French: Gryffindor - Gryffondor Slytherin - Serpentard Ravenclaw - Serdaigle Hufflepuff - Poufsouffle Is not Poufsouffle the BEST word you have ever heard in your life? I am a POUFSOUFFLE!! 6 believers|believe me, love

And I roll in rolling water like a baby being born [15 Sep 2008|04:14pm] Went home last weekend and diiiiiieeeeddd. I don't have a bed at home anymore, so I had to sleep on the pull-out couch... with a tiny blanket... and the two reject pillows my sister deigned to let me borrow. Needless to say it was awful. I didn't sleep at all Friday night, and only got a 2 hour nap when my mom left for her Girl Scout nonsense. Then, I went to Michael's with my dad to get melting chocolate for the BILLION chocolate frogs I spent the rest of the day making. I also stopped off at my dad's to help him figure out how to get internet on his new, ridiculously expensive computer. I dunno whether it's because I'm getting older or my dad's getting mellower, but we're getting along better than before, and he seems less crazy. Still pontificates about liberals, though. So yeah, I made like a hundred chocolate frogs for next weekend. Two batches of milk chocolate and one of dark chocolate. I still have more melting chocolate left, though, so I'm going to make more next weekend. They're so cuuuute! With little bumps on their backs all realistic, and they're poised as if they're going to pounce! I'm also making little Famous Witch and Wizard Cards to go with the frogs, possibly profiling some of the Festival Committee members, possibly some of the performers, but definitely including myself, for which I made up a name: Artemisia (after Artemisia Gentileschi, one of the more famous female Renaissance artists) Emrys (historically, Merlin's last name). It says I graduated top of my class at New York's Urban Academy of Magic, and was the founder of Wicked Enterprises, of which Wicked Sweets (the company I "made up" for my chocolate frogs) is a branch (also thinking of selling knit Harry Potter stuff like scarves and shit under the name Wicked Knits). I am credited with inventing the Potion Pop, the most efficient way to get your vitamins, and my hobbies include knitting, historical romances, and dabbling in nuclear physics. It's pretty amusing. Anyway, OMG the Festival is less than a week away and I am soooo anxious that everything will turn out okay. And I'm super excited to be meeting all the awesome wrockers as well as some neat fans who are soooo friendly and a variety of which have either promised to hug me or threatened to kidnap me so they can hang out with me because of the website I designed, or the stuff I've fixed or informed them of when they emailed me to complain. XD IIIIII have nothing else to update since I am a boring loser. But now I have to run to math class (joy!) so I will end this entry with a bang. BANG. believe me, love

MY TUUUUUURRRNNNN I GUESS. [08 Sep 2008|01:22am] First couple of weeks have been good. Went shopping in Poughkeepsie two weekends in a row totally accidentally. Last weekend, we went to return our extra fridge and spent like six hours shopping. This time we went to get gear for Talk Like a Pirate Day, saw the Halloween store was crap, and spent like five hours shopping elsewhere. Spent a SHITTON of money, but got some really cute stuff. And I needed jeans anyway. Classes are super easy, except I know they'll get hella harder as I have to write a 30 page paper, a 20 page paper, and like 10 smaller ones through the course of the semester (can we say ESPRESSO?). The apartment is awesome. Oh god I love living off-campus. You should all come visit me and experience the awesome. OH AND I hung out with some horses for a while last week with Victoria. I was scared as fuck (THEY ARE HUGE), but got by okay. One of them rubbed his snot on my sweatshit XD AHHHH THEY ARE SELLING STUFF FOR THE NYCWRF WITH MY LOGO ON THEM!!! MY DESIGNS ARE BEING SOLDDDDD. I FEEL LIKE AN ACTUAL GRAPHIC DESIGNERRRR. EXCEPT I WANT TO BE A LIBRARIAN.... WHUT? 3 believers|believe me, love

Stolen from tzarohell (livejournal) [21 Aug 2008|12:25am] Instructions: Go over to Wikipedia and enter the day you were born and then pick 3 events, 2 births and 1 holiday that occurred on your birthday. Events 312 - Battle of Milvian Bridge: Constantine I defeats Maxentius, becoming the sole Roman Emperor. 1516 - Battle of Yaunis Khan: Turkish forces under the Grand Vizier Sinan Pasha defeat the Mameluks near Gaza. 1893 - Tchaikovsky's Symphony No. 6 in B Minor, Pathétique, premiered in St. Petersburg, only nine days before the composer's death. Births 1818 - Ivan Turgenev, Russian writer (d. 1883) 1914 - Jonas Salk, American medical scientist (d. 1995) Holiday Charlotte, North Carolina - Stephen Colbert Day (Yes, THE Stephen Colbert; weirdest, and I believe most original, holiday I've ever seen... excepting perhaps Talk Like A Pirate Day) believe me, love

[09 Aug 2008|11:06pm] Okay, so my grandmother's wake will be next Wednesday and Thursday and the funeral will be on Friday. Um, I'm only going to be there in the evening on Wednesday and Thursday because I have camp during the day (Rebecca is being verrrry awesome about it all and nearly sent us right home on Friday), but Friday I'm taking off and won't be on the trip. Hopefully, I'll be able to stop by camp in the evening to say goodbye to all my kids and I'll definitely be able to make it to the staff banquet. I know my grandma wouldn't have wanted to upset our schedule, and I think I'm fairly emotionally stable so that I won't be all mopey and shit. I suspected it was coming for a long time and was seriously planning out how I would explain to my professors if I had to miss school. I'm really glad she's in a better place, if there IS a better place, but in any case she's not in pain anymore or missing my grandfather. I still remember all those times she would drive me to dance classes or pick me up from school or come to those stupid things at ICS they did during the day that my mom could never come to because she worked in the city and would have had to take a whole day off. I think that's a good sign. I remember her at her best, and not as the deteriorating woman in the assisted living place who had to be reminded seven times during a conversation about what we were talking about. I'm also glad my aunt and uncle were able to come up to visit from Georgia recently, so that they got to see her one last time. Maybe she was waiting to see her son again, and once she did she could go. My mom asked me today what we would do with our weekends now that we didn't have to always go up to visit grandma and my aunt and uncle. I have no idea. Now I feel like my family's falling apart a little since I won't be seeing my aunt and uncle every week. I guess I never realized how much grandma held us together. She was the matriarch, and now she's gone. I'm not sure who will take up that role now, my aunt or my mom. My aunt is the oldest, but my mom's the one who had children. There's definitely going to be a void, and now that I have a moment to really think about it (camp and housecleaning kept my mind off it for a while), I know that it will be felt. I can only hope that when I go, I can make as graceful and dignified a exit, and be half as missed as she is. believe me, love

We're captive on a carousel of time, we can't return we can only look behind from where we came... [08 Aug 2008|07:53am] My grandmother died last night. She was doing pretty badly, she had fallen down a couple times, was in and out of the hospital for various things, and they had found cancer in her liver and her colon. They were contemplating surgery and all that and she was miserable about it. They called my aunt around three in the morning, and she called my mom. I woke up around then for some reason so my mom told me last night. She just told my sister. Now she's calling all the relatives to let them know. I don't know when the funeral and wake will be. Probably sometime next week. They need to move her from up in Connecticut to down here since she'll be buried next to my grandfather. We're splitting up her furniture and stuff soon. My mom says we're getting her couch and chair and end table so I can take our couch up to college if I want. I'm also going to be able to have her dressers which she had kept since her WEDDING way back in black-and-white-photo-land. I'll also probably get her bed since I needed one for the apartment. I have a lot of fond memories of my grandmother's room as a child: I used to go through her dresser drawers and play with her vanity and jewelry and I distinctly remember my mom and dad bringing me downstairs to her bed when my mom was in labor with Allie. I needed new furniture anyway, and now I have some. If nothing else, my grandmother had excellent timing. Everyone's welcome to come to the funeral and wake. In my family, the more really is the merrier. Afterwards we all gather at a large Italian restaurant and drink and eat and laugh about the life of the person we just lost. I think it's a lot healthier than being mopey and sad and mourney.... which isn't a word but whatever. believe me, love

OHEMGEE HOT BRITISH MENNNNN [05 Aug 2008|11:14pm] OH MY GOD I MET ALAN RICKMAN AND HE SIGNED A PLAYING CARD FOR ME AND ALLIE AND ALLIE TOUCHED HIM AND I GOT LIKE A THOUSAND PICTURES OF HIM AND HOLY SHIT HE IS AMAZING AND SNAPEY. Also, we ran into like a thousand people from Pelham that either Caitlin or Sarah knew and it was crazy. Ada even showed up because she and her dad had tickets to the show (which we didn't have because we're poor and lazy), so I got to hug her and DAMNIT GIRL WE NEED TO HANG OUT (plus, your hair is cute!)!!! 2 believers|believe me, love

I will never sleep on a hardwood floor ever again. [03 Aug 2008|10:03pm] This weekend I went up to New Paltz with Victoria to (we thought) look for a new apartment and (as we put it) break up with Nirmala, our current landlady. We did this because Victoria's car is making all sorts of unpleasant noises and three mechanics were not able to agree on what the fuck is wrong with her car (but apparently they were able to narrow it down to "the transmission"). We wanted to find something within walking distance to school in case (read: when) her car dies. We saw three places and after much argument decided on one. Then, we went to break the news to Nirmala. To make a long story short: we are a couple of wusses. We go in planning on telling her we just can't take the risk of living so far away and will she please please let us out of our lease if we manage to find someone to take over for us so she doesn't have a vacant apartment to worry about finding a tenant for. We exited with a vague promise that if someday the car dies, we can try and find something in town while also simultaneously looking for someone to take over our apartment. But I guess this was a better idea since we really like it at Nirmala's and we'd have had to pay for August at both apartments. Anyway, we also went on a lot of adventures, mostly consisting of: going to a garage sale and purchasing a bag full of goblets and water glasses for a dollar, trying to locate another garage sale by following signs which were clearly inaccurate since we never found it, withdrawing $850 from a gas station ATM in $200 increments because that's the limit apparently, having DELICIOUS Japanese food for lunch, searching all over town to find Victoria's red bag which we left somewhere (probably the library) but never found, built and organized our HUGE and also AWESOME closet, hitting up the dollar store for some awesome cheap stuff, ogling the baby rats at the pet store, going out on a late-night contact-solution run because whoops Victoria lost her red bag with that kind of thing in it, breaking through the construction going on around the library (only to find out that the library is closed on Sundays in the summer) and almost falling off a beam "bridge" we had to cross to get over a huge gaping hole, stealing cabbage-looking plants from in front of Coykendall and not-dying from eating them, loitering for a while in GameStop and debating on whether to buy a PS2 or a DS, purchasing a PS2 (FINALLY) along with two games (Final Fantasy X - which I played a little and sucks so far - and Tales of Legendia - which seems like 23274932 times more awesome), GOING TO SEE DARK KNIGHT WHICH WAS AMAZING AND THE BEST BATMAN MOVIE EVER OH MY GOD IT WAS FANTASTIC. Now I am dreading/looking forward to camp tomorrow because I hate/love children and heat and I have no idea what I'm having for lunch tomorrow. believe me, love

[29 Jul 2008|01:08am] My life currently consists of camp and sleep. I feel silly updating nonsense about camp because no one would understand it but Caitlin, and nine times out of ten she's THERE for the nonsense. Tomorrow we're going to Ludington, which is awesome because I haven't seen everyone since, uh, like last Thursday when SURPRISE they showed up at the Westchester Broadway Theater as well. Camp went to see Beauty and the Beast thats Thursday. It was SO AMAZING. We had this wonky table away from every other table in our whole group, and of COURSE it has to be right where the off-stage shenanigans occur. The first time they did an off-stage skit, I was so confused. Gaston and LeFou just sort of wandered over from backstage and Gaston gives us this odd "How you doin'?" nod. It looked like he was just hanging out there and I was ten seconds away from accidentally blurting out "Don't you have a show to do?" Turns out he and LeFou were doing an off-stage skit RIGHT IN FRONT OF US. Spotlight slambang in my face too. So hilarious. They did a couple others there and on the other side as well. Later, my sister almost tripped a salt/pepper shaker (from the Be Our Guest number) coming back from the bathroom, and earlier, one of my girls kept almost killing waiters. All in all, it was an awesome time. Yeah so right now it's 1am and I should be asleep but am too wired/punchy. Gotta sleeeeeep. Maybe gonna go see the Batman movie tomorrow in Pelham for cheap day with some camp peeps. Goooootta see it. 2 believers|believe me, love

fronttofronttofrontmybabybacktobacktobackmyhoneysidetosidetosidemybabythisiswhatshetoldme [17 Jul 2008|12:18am] This is marathon sugar week, holy crap. Today I brought in a cupcake cake for Kelly, one of my unit counselors. Her birthday is tomorrow, but we're going to Rock Hill, so we figured we'd celebrate today. Also, Kayla, a girl in our unit had her birthday today and her father brought in cupcakes. So that's two sets of cupcakes for both campers and staff in our unit. THEN, later on, Kelly's mom brought an ice cream cake for the staff. That's THREE desserts today for the staff of the Bumble Bees. Meanwhile the Program Aides are chowing down on all the leftover cupcakes and almost all the staff ate one of my leftover cupcakes from the cupcake cake. They were delicious by the way. And had BRIGHTLY COLORED icing on them (pink, blue, green, purple, orange and yellow). Tomorrow is Rock Hill, where they slap on the buffet style dessert, which means another sugar overload for the kids. GAWD. Finally, Friday is Jon (the Assistant Camp Director)'s birthday. So of course the WHOLE CAMP is celebrating. I'm bringing in a 90-person cake shaped like a J and iced in various bright colors meant to look like this kickawesome shirt he made during precamp with Jackson Pollockesque splatters and swirls and lace and stuff. And that's for the whole camp. OH. MY. GOD. Like the Girl Scout cookies every day for snack wasn't enough? Now I have baked goods coming out of my ASS. Thankfully, by the time I'm done making Jon's cake, I won't ever want to see another bit of cake ever again for a good long while. Baking makes me not want to eat baked goods. We had six extra cupcakes. My sister ate them all. TODAY. I couldn't even LOOK at them and not want to vomit. Also, CAIIIIITLLIIIIIINNNNNN.... Call me tomorrrrrroooooowwwww. For a jooooooooobbbbb. believe me, love

Eddie Kootcha-Katcha-Kamma-Tosanara-Tosanowa-Sammakama-Wacky-Brown [09 Jul 2008|11:38pm] My children are the spawn of Satan. They absolutely ignore all their counselors and only rarely listen to me, and only when I have my angry face on. They're not all bad all the time, though. If the always bad kids are off somewhere doing something else, the sometimes bad kids magically turn into quiet, cooperative and directions-following kids. But they're always disrupted by the always bad kids. We have a system we call Magic 1-2-3 at Rocky Brook this year, which I think is fantastic. They do something bad, they get a 1. They do it again, or something else bad, they get a 2. If they do something bad a third time, they get a 3, and have to have a five minute timeout. If they manage to get TWO SETS OF THREES, they go to the Director's Office and their parents get called. I was trying very hard not to give out too many numbers for the first couple of days since they're just getting adjusted to camp and a different set of rules than they're used to, but some of these kids just do stuff that it's common sense NOT to do and stuff they know from school they're not supposed to do. Like talk when I or another staff member is giving them instructions, ignore repeated requests to stop whatever they're doing, sit down when they're told, try to negotiate their way out of rules, and my absolute favorite, wander off without an adult. SERIOUSLY, WTF? After their ABYSMAL behavior today on our first trip of the summer, I've decided that I'm laying down the law. We're keeping a tally of their numbers on our Buddy List sheets and handing out numbers like they're candy. I've tried nice. I've tried asking. I've even tried bribery. Nothing, absolutely nothing, works. Now they're getting Mean Liz. They're getting Strict Liz. Even worse, they're getting Disappointed Liz. I might even pull out Genuinely Upset Liz if I need to. But shit is going down and I WILL BE VICTORIOUS. I will not get beaten and intimidated by a bunch of nine year olds! Wish me luck in my endeavor to mold young minds and whip a bunch of bratty, whiny, manipulative preteen girls into shape. 2 believers|believe me, love

[06 Jul 2008|05:08pm] I am SO excited for camp tomorrow. I went to Michael's today and got a bee stamp and some cute little 3D bee stickers. The stamp goes on the name tags I'm making for everyone, and the stickers will be for if they do something AWESOME. All the units are bee-themed this year, from the youngest as Honey Bees through Social Bees, Bumble Bees and Queen Bees. I have the Bumble Bees! I met one of my girls last week. She and her mother (who speaks mostly Portuguese) came in to check the camp out and I gave them a tour. She seems really quiet and sweet. I don't think I'll have any problems with her. I also bought about fifty bucks worth of knitting supplies today. Another pair of straight needles and a pair for knitting in the round. Two stitch counters and yarn for Gryffindor, Slytherin (I actually found some that looks shiny and silvery!), and the blue for Ravenclaw. I found some bronze, but it was much more expensive than I wanted to spend. Three dollars for three ounces. When the others were like seven dollars for a whole pound. I didn't want to have the Ravenclaw scarves be so skewed price-wise. I'll try and find some cheap bronze yarn online. I think I might want to sell scarves and things at the NYCWRF. Carissa, if you want to get a table for art, you should let me know soon. And all of you should damn well come, mmkay? believe me, love

"What are the big plush hands for?" "NOBODY KNOWS." [28 Jun 2008|04:30pm] First day of pre-camp today. I met the Assistant Camp Director John (Jon?), who is really nice and hilarious and may be gay. I mean, he works at a GIRL SCOUT CAMP, goes to VASSAR, and is running the DANCE and YOGA workshops. Also, he dresses very well. The Arts & Crafts Director is also really nice. Susan has SO MUCH ENERGY it's insane. She also has a talent for organization. She managed to tame the arts and crafts closet into not only somewhere that you can walk into, but also a place where you can find everything you need. We spent the day organizing the games closet and the kitchen. We cleaned so much. Allie's also working at the camp too, and she was like "Ugh, I have never cleaned this much in my LIFE," and I said "Yes you have! Don't you remember the LAST TWO TIMES WE MOVED??" Bleurgh, lots of cleaning. So I'm a unit leader this year, yay! It's the only counselor-oriented job I've never held before (aside from Nature, but when Sharee was Nature Director, I kind of helped her a little, so I count that), so I'm pretty excited. I get the second-oldest group. Fourth- and fifth-graders, I think. I really wanted the oldest unit because they go on the overnight trips the last week of camp, but whatevs. Rebecca said I was too young or something so I get the second oldest. Which is cool. I just really didn't want the little kids because they are like AGHAKSJDLKSJLDKAJSD so hard to control. This woman came in with her daughter (who is also working at the camp this year, which I hate, because you know that she's going to get treated differently; sisters are okay because they're sort of on the same level, but mother-daughter really annoys me) and they were SUPPOSED to help Susan, Allie and I sort the games equipment, but they just kind of wandered off. I really hope she doesn't get the oldest group or the youngest group. She seems like the kind of person who's like "Oh, I can be a counselor because I've had kids," meanwhile she has like ONE and has the security of a husband and probably a nanny/permanent babysitter to help her. If she has the youngest ones, they'll run amok and if she has the oldest ones they won't listen to her and she'll like destroy the leadership opportunities they're supposed to be gaining through the program. Actually, I hope she DOES get the oldest group so that she can fail miserably and Rebecca will ask me to switch with her because of my amazing experienced counselorness *thumbsup* 6 believers|believe me, love

"Just tell them Alex Carpenter is outside shirtless. That should get those fangirls out quickly." [25 Jun 2008|12:12am] Tonight I went to Brooklyn with the NYCWRF committee (or at least a part of us) to check out the artspace-formerly-known-as-Galapagos. We've got a lot of neat decorating ideas, mostly including a lot of fairy lights and faux stone walls to graffiti up. I'm donating a knit Hogwarts banner of the house crests and the hogwarts crest in the center. It's mainly good practice for me, and I'd like to make a banner for everybody. I'd love to add an extra bit at the bottom that says simply "NYCWRF" but we'll see if I have time. I managed to finish the Hufflepuff square in a couple days, and so I figure the same for Gryffindor, Slytherin and Ravenclaw. The Hogwarts crest itself will probably take longer since it's more complex and I haven't designed it yet, but the extra negative-space squares I can have my mom give me a hand with since she just likes to blindly knit without any specific pattern. Gotta get me proper House colors (prolly cheap stuff from Sew Crafty or Michaels for practice) and some more needles and maybe a stitch counter for mia madre. After checking out the space, we all decided to go to this really neat Thai place nearby, SEA. OHMYGOD the food was soooo delicious. I had this crispy martini shrimp appetizer.... so good! They wrapped a bunch of shrimp in spring roll dough, fried them, and served them in a martini glass with this spicy-sweet marinara sauce. Mmmm. For dinner, I had this thing they called Spicy Deep Ocean, which was squid, red snapper, shrimp and vegetables sauteed in this salty-sweet-spicy sauce which is like THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER TASTED. There are no words to describe how delicious it was. For dessert, I had GREEN TEA CHEESECAKE. It came with raspberry sauce and good lord it tasted even better dipped in it. I haven't eaten this well in a VERY long time. The prices were really reasonable too, a lot cheaper than I expected for Williamsburg, especially considering how nice this place was. Very hip. Altogether, dinner was about $30 for me, including tax and tip. I would soooo go back there again. Like, tomorrow. Anyone wants to go hang out with me in Brooklyn, we're going there and we're eating fucking Thai, mmkay? Uh yeah, that was my excitement for the month. Thursday is a Q&A with Melissa Anelli who runs the Leaky Cauldron website, is planning LeakyCon '09 and who has MET and INTERVIEWED J.K. Rowling. She even showed up to support her at her trial against Vander Ark in the city a while back and they were all hunched over friendly-like. I am sooo excited to meet her. She's supposed to be coming to the Festival, too. It'll be way high profile, I am so psyched! Oh, oh! And the art space we're using has this wonky entranceway, with a POOL of water just all sittin' thur and so we're thinking of throwing in a giant inflatable squid and making it the Lake at Hogwarts. Lil' squiddy all chillin' in the NYC wizard pool, yo. XD OKAY SO this is my last week of vacation. All hang-outage shall commence this week or you have to wait until August. Pre-camp starts Saturday and ends... Thursday? So next friday & weekend I'm free too. Always free on weekends unless I have something going on I know about in advance. YAY I AM SO FULL OF SQUID IT IS DELICIOUS! 2 believers|believe me, love

[03 Jun 2008|06:21pm] I wish I had something interesting to write about, but I don't. Gawd, shoot me. 1 believer|believe me, love

Krum, Oh Veektor Krum, Oh Veektor Krum, Oh We Love You Veektor Krum [25 May 2008|03:20am] Um, so did anyone notice when I became an adult and capable of doing adult things? Because I totally must have been asleep or something when this happened. Monday night I went with my sister to this chick Stacy's house for a Wizard Rock show (OMG FUCKING AMAZING, BUT NO ONE CARES BECAUSE NONE OF YOU LIKE WROCK) where I didn't know anyone, and not only did I manage to have conversations with people, I also managed to appear like I wasn't retarded. I brought mini-cheesecakes (Carissa ate a leftover, she knows they were delicious), like I brought to school one year at the end of the year, and HOLY SHIT it was like no one had eaten cheesecake in DECADES. Everyone complimented me on them, including one of the performers (OMG JFF SO CUTE UGGH), and I was pretty much known as "Cheesecake Girl" for a while. Also, since I had been corresponding with them online, they were all excited to finally meet me. They were all "OMG YOU'RE LIZ! YAY YOU CAME TO SOMETHING!" Which is just awesome and adorable and holy crap Harry Potter people are so fucking friendly! Then, Wednesday night I went down to Grand Central to attend my first NYC Wizard Rock Festival planning committee meeting with like two people I had met briefly on Monday and a whole bunch of new people and NOT ONLY was I able to hold a conversation with the people in the group near my age, I was also able to talk to people who were much older than I was without sounding stupid. Thom asked me what my major was (since I'm on the graphics sub-committee with a graphic designer, he assumed I was one too), and so I launched into the whole Library Science thing, and Kath, who had been barely paying attention asked me if I had a Masters of Library Science. WTF? Do I look old enough or act mature enough to have a Masters? Weeeeeeeird. But yeah, we talked, I made friends, made valid points, and managed to sell them on my web skillz. Then, as I said I could get the website up and running (I designed it, coded it, and made up some content for it.... OMG I'M OFFICIALLY A WEBMISTRESS) by the end of the week, I DID IT, and also designed our (so-far) official logo (it's an apple with HP glasses and a scar). Hey, Carissa. The guy they had asked to do a Statue of Liberty logo is sort of AWOL.... want to maybe use some of your drawin' skillz and see if you can come up with something for us? It'll be something for your portfoooooliooooo... I'm gonna ask Kate too and see if she has time for it. Oh, also, I cleaned my sister's room, took medicine when I got a nasty ass head/chest cold, WORKED THROUGH THE COLD INSTEAD OF USING IT AS AN EXCUSE AND SPENDING ALL MY TIME IN BED WATCHING AWFUL TELEVISION, and managed to amuse mia famiglia at the same time. I am moving off-campus into an apartment next year. Yes, this is old news, and all of you know this already, but like, this just adds to (or maybe it was what sparked it?) the adult-ness. Like, no more dorms, no more dorm food, living in a house, with a car (that I have to pay gas and some insurance for), and responsibilities, and a job, and JESUSALLAHBUDDHA, am I ready for all of this? Just thinking about the fact that in five months I will be able to drink legally makes me want to do it illegally for as long as I still can. It'll become less of a "thing" once I can officially do it, you know? Makes it less fun. Like, driving my uncle's tractor was a lot more fun when I was ten and it was sort of clandestine, whereas now I can get my freaking permit and license and get a car and drive that with no problem (okay, with my own personal psychological problems, but let's disregard those for now, yes?). Well, whatever. It's three in the morning, I have to wake up by ten, and I'm rambling. Someone want to hang out next week or something? I'm fucking bored around the house, and my cold will probably be gone by then. GOD WHAT I WOULDN'T GIVE TO BE ABLE TO POP MY FUCKING EARS RIGHT NOW. 2 believers|believe me, love

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