she’s come undone

I <3 Music

I always get excited when I find an artist I like. I had heard of We Are Scientists in passing before, but never actually heard anything of theirs. Last night I ended up hearing two tracks of theirs from their 2005 album, so yeah, decided to check them out and now I’m in geeky heaven. I need to see into their other albums, but I am mildly afraid they might not live up to my expectations.

In other news, last night I had a dream with a talking horse that lived in a closet and bossed me around. And then the horse was sent away and replaced with a chimp which scared me shitless. I also had a dream with Hanson, fainting fangirls, my dead grandmother, and a savage cat. Seriously. No more late night snacks before bed.

Dogs, dogs, dogs

I was watching Animal Planet a bit last week, and there was the cutest little puppy who was brought into the vet’s office. The thing is, though, that I don’t like dogs. I do not really understand people who do. They annoy me. They are great to visit, but having one live with me? Oh hell no. Been there, done that, never again. I suppose if I had a husband with a dog I might just deal with it, but left up to me, no.

Someone on a forum was talking about some dog that was being given to a shelter and blah blah blah wah wah, I just flat out didn’t care. The dog was ugly, not hers, and I just plum didn’t see the big deal. I admit I only like cute lapdogs that can fit in a purse, because they are, you know, cute.

On the other hand my dad can’t understand why I love cats so much. So I suppose all things are relative. Upon reflection I think obsessive pet owners are what has put me off the whole pet experience. That, and I’m not really in the mood to pet-proof my home environment.

Whee, pet rants.

New Camera

Well. My Olympus took pretty good photos while mom and I were in London, but trying to use it for macro photography is proving annoying. I have thought of two options: either upgrade to a better point-and-shoot, or really upgrade and get a DSLR. My temporary solution is using a tripod-which helps a lot-but that doesn’t really help with the camera’s lack of functions. It doesn’t even have a viewfinder.

If I go with the first option I am looking at a Canon or a Sony. I’ve heard good things about the Powershot, but Sony is supposed to have better lenses, and well, I love Sony anyway. However, since my Olympus was a gift from dad, I find myself not so eager to go that route.

So, the DSLR path. I’m looking at a Canon XTi or a Nikon d40. Canon has higher megapixels, but that’s about the only thing that makes me like it just a tiny bit more than the Nikon. I like that Nikon uses SD cards because that seems to be all people like to sell out here in Arizona. CF shouldn’t be too hard to find, but I like the variety of options I’ve seen with SD. The only reason the higher megapixel count appeals to me is because I don’t want to have to get a new DSLR in a couple of years. And I just like getting more bang for my buck, I admit it.

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Short update!

As Kate is already aware I took Ayleena’s head off. I think at first she assumed this was an accident on my part. Not so! I just realized I really need to get with it if I want to send her off to be redone in the faceup department.

I inadvertently picked up more hours at work. I thought Pete just wanted me to work this Saturday, but no he means all Saturdays. And as it turns out I didn’t have to work this Saturday anyway. But hey, more monies for me!

Man, this semester is just flying on by! November is my last full month of school. I only have a week of school in December and then a week of finals and then: graduation. Oh shit.

The first Phoenix Wright game is on its way to me. Yes! Finally! It only took three (or four) failed attempts on ebay!

Oh and HAHAHAHAHAHAHA at Jan! Wordpress 2.3.1 being out all ready!

The Awkward 23

23 isn’t really a special age to turn like 21 or 18 or 30 or dead. It’s just sort of there. Anyway, contrary to popular opinion (or at least the opinion of Niklas) I’m not too excited about my birthday. You see, the day after-September 20th-I have to get my “Smirnoff” story workshopped. I have to sit for 45 minutes at least and listen to people tear my story and characters apart. I usually sit there and try not to pay too much attention and just nod my head (I never take notes) but when I do listen I always want to go “You idiot! I didn’t write that! Can’t you read?!”

In other news, I think I have made enough on Amazon for them to send me money (the minimum is $10 and holy fuck I spelled minimum right?!). I have about $12 in there. Ok that doesn’t sound like a lot, but it could buy a doll thing or a manga or go to the Elnore fund. *looks at Zen evilly* The Elnore fund.

Um. Yeah. Someone was murdered at the school in my old dorm. Freaky shit. Freakier because no one made sure the students knew! The U of A really needs to step up on getting the news out. Although the reporters got the info fast enough.

Back to birthday. My dad is coming down the weekend after, whatever day that is. I should get a calendar. Anyway, so that’s when I’ll get cake. I don’t like seeming greedy, because I’m not really except for chocolate, but harassing Niklas over being late sending my gift is so easy and fun. I just can’t stop myself! He gets all defensive. Kate and Jan would just be like “yeah”. Well, Kate already sent the gift. I just accidentally opened it early. Anyway, I normally don’t care because the whole of September is my birthday month! But…Niklas being late is just too much of a target for me to not take a shot at.

Random post this is. Jan has taught me well.