Now to the main point of this article. There are people around you everyday
with centaur blood coursing through their bodies. You can identify them by
some of their characteristics. An extended vocabulary is a first hint.

Their ability to memorize seemingly meaningless information about whatever
interests them, and retain the knowledge for long periods of time is
another. For example, if they can sit and tell you absolutely everything
about a television show, guest stars, plot, and so on, right down to the
synapses of each episode, you can be fairly sure. It's really hard to
explain how to identify them, but after some practice you should be able to
do it; it gets much easier with time.

APPARENTLY MANY OF US ARE PART CENTAUR....
PROOF HERE AND THIS SOURCE IS SO LEGIT.


fuck. i know i fucking am, dunno about you freaks.

well, no doubt from as you like it, and either act 3, scene 2 where it starts

ROSALIND, [aside to Celia] I will speak to him like a saucy lackey, and under that habit play the knave with him. [as Ganymede] Do you hear, forester?

and goes until the end of scene 3, ending with

ROSALIND, [as Ganymede] Nay, you must call me Rosalind. - Come, sister, will you go?

They exit.

OR.... act 5, scene 2 where it starts

PHOEBE, [to Silvius] Good sheperd, tell this youth what 'tis to love.

and progresses through the scene where everyone is pledging their love to everyone else and no one seems to love anyone at all until the end of scene 3, ending with

ORLANDO Nor I.

They exit.

myself or libby king would play rosalind, and jack laskey would play orlando. otherwise i should like to keep the cast much the same as the original i witnessed at the globe: michael benz as silvius, philip bird as duke senior, sophie duval as audrey, peter gale as amiens and sir oliver martext, brendan hughes as duke frederick, trevor martin as adam, tim mcmullan as jaques, jamie parker as oliver, laura rogers as celia, and jade williams as phoebe. yes.... these are professional actors. SO. WHAT.

Taken from bittering comment and i'll give you a person. find a picture of that person for each category. post the results in your journal.


( this was harder than it should have been... )

to set the records straight, i would have sex with him in any of these pictures.

harry potter mlia's make me geek out like wow.
y'know. mlia's in general make me geek out.

( the geekery ensues... )

Today, I changed the name of all my classes. Tomorrow I have Potions first period and Muggle Studies second period. Never have I been so excited for Chemistry and History. MLIA

.......... i'm doing this for all my college courses. i don't even care, man.

now, quick, what could introduction to shakespeare and introduction to theatre in london be?
world religions? math for liberal arts? first year experience? archaeology?

classes at hogwarts are: astronomy, charms, defense against the dark arts, potions, transfiguration, herbology, history of magic, ancient runes, arithmancy, care of magical studies, divination and muggle creatures. GOGOGO FLIST.

i would rather work retail than government.

honest to god.

huaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh.
some people are so goddamned petty.
way to be fucking pathetic.

to-do-list for the future:
- let hair grow + get highlights
- pattern for halter here
- references: here, here,
- red pumps
- thigh high fishnets + garters
- red material (red spandex lycra recommended. photographable sheen that doesn't look awful)
- earrings (large red studs/balls or largedark blue stud/ball w/ little white/light blue stud/ball attached.)

giant list of FF character artwork found here. quality not consistent.

YES... yes, in fact, i have.

when i was little i wanted to join the catholic church because i wanted to be the pope. i mean, i even made up cool names for pope related things! POPESY COLA - the drink of the redeemed and the popemobile and the popter (it's a helicopter). UNTIL i found out only MALES could be in the clergy. i mean REALLY? what kind of SHIT is that?! so i ditched that idea and became a papal assassin. my life is all the better for it.

then i went through a christian phase where i was like JESUS LOVES ME FOR WHO I AM. this lasted for an embarassingly long while. i even got baptized like... november 16th, 2007 or something like that.
and then i realized that I LOVED ME FOR WHO I WAS. and then realized how ridiculous it all was. and so i ditched that idea. at least my soul is coated in soul-saving water?

and that is how i became agnostic.

i like to believe in gods for the hilarious HELL of it. because the idea of a trillion gods personifying elements of life and the world is WONDERFUL. like if i could i would believe in fairies and unicorns and witchcraft and hindu gods and norse gods and ancient egyptian gods and greek gods and roman gods and OHHHHHHH all the gods. i like them.

and that's when i debated converting to greek pagan. but didn't know how plausible that'd be.

so THEN i debated converting to wiccan. and decided NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO that was a really bad idea, after reading all about it. it was a really bad idea.

so now i am STILL debating greek pagan. i would follow artemis (or diana, if you want to be roman), and could call myself like... a daughter of artemis. i doubt i would have to even do anything. it would be AWESOME.

anywayyyyy. back to work.

he wonders if giving up and growing complacent are the same thing, like how growing complacent and happiness are often confused, and if happiness was the same as giving up, if being cynical enough to question everything was equivalent to being curious and eager. there are many things he wonders, this is just one of them.

welcome to the midnight land.

i wish we could fix this.
we should be able to fix this.

give and take, negotiation.
stop climbing up on your high horse.
please. you're acting like her.

anger is... there.
but not for any reason but this awful sense of entitlement that seems to have appeared.
things are not owed - don't be a brat.
there is a middle ground for a reason.
why can't we find it.

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fuckyoufuckyoufuckyou!

........ um. when the fuck did i end up in the twilight zone...?











NOT YOU, Gato. ]: The bell rang and I had to poof, nothing to be sorry about.