Tim Burton is so cool... He's working on a new stop-motion animated film called The Corpse Bride. I've seen the trailer, and it looks interesting. It's apparently inspired by a Russian folktale, which can be read here. Kind of creepy, but interesting. And it has, of course, Johnny Depp as the main character. Leave it to Johnny Depp to be attractive even as a clay figurine.

Not only did Pitchfork review Chromeo's "Needy Girl", but they gave it FIVE STARS. Check it out... This is just so wrong.

My PDA is dying. The battery won't hold a charge at all. I could possibly get a new battery (I've found one for around $30), but I'm not sure if I will. I've been using it less and less... I've been keeping track of my activities in iCal, putting my to-do lists in Stickies, and my contact info in my computer's address book. Everything has been backed up onto my memory card, so I can transfer my lists of movies, music, and books onto my computer when I get my USB device. Still, having it die is kind of sad.

So I'm still behind in my reading, but I've gotten other stuff done, which makes me feel better. I'm also ungodly happy in general. I've had a good weekend, and I think that more good weeks and weekends are in store.

I feel like it's possible that everything is too good to be true, but I find myself believing it anyway, just being happy and not really worrying much. That, for me, is a huge, huge thing. Because I worry a lot, about little stuff, big stuff, silly stuff. But right now, I'm very much "La! Life is good!"... And that rocks.

I'm being productive, but I'm not doing my work... So far I've written thank you notes to my hosts for my externship, worked on filling out stuff for my major application/sophomore paper, worked on my RA application, printed out some reading for mythology, and ordered a USB device for my memory card. All very useful things that I need to get done, but none of them are the reading I need to do. Bah.

I guess it's better than sleeping, at least.

I had a fantastic night... Hung out with Kyle, which was really fun, and went to see Asobi Seksu and The Walkmen... Both were really great.

Today: Catch up with work, do my RA app, and finish WSRN reviews.
Tonight: Go to a birthday party.
Sunday: More work, WSRN meeting.
Monday: Class, The Arcade Fire concert!

The WSRN meeting is tomorrow evening, which means that apps will be due sometime this week or so... So I should know when my show is sometime in the next few weeks, and I'm guessing broadcasting will start around mid-February.

Time for brunch. Yum.

Oh, and They Might Be Giants will be playing here sometime in February, too. So that's pretty cool as well.

Time to get ready for the day.

Olde Club, after having almost no concerts last semester, has proved their merit once more: The Walkmen are playing on Friday night. So I've got The Walkmen on Friday and The Arcade Fire on Monday. Wonderful!

My arms feel better today, but my shin splints have been acting up. Okay, I can deal with that. But then I go to acting, and we do a lot of physical exercises and such, including some jumping. Result? So. Much. PAIN. Owie.

Last night was long, and despite my best efforts, I managed to screw up the plain text version of the Gazette. Bah. After next week, I'm going to try to switch to compiling on Monday nights -- I need to get more sleep on Tuesday nights to be fully functional for my hellish Wednesdays.

The whole grabbing a snack after acting (which gets out at 6:40 pm) and then going to choir and getting dinner after 9 pm worked reasonably well, though my stomach was definitely making funny noises for the last bit of choir.

Time for some Kierkegaard reading... Which, I have discovered, is great fun with a soundtrack of NIN.

I went to the gym and lifted some yesterday. Today I ran a little bit. My body hates me, especially my upper arms. It hurts to put my coat on, which is just sad. But I am proud of getting exercise.

Today was rather blah, with occasional high points and a couple of low points. I'm tired and want to go to bed, but instead I get to write a Gazette article about a less than stellar poetry reading, then compile the entire Gazette. Woot. And tomorrow will be my hell day, with the added joy of me needing to read 100 pages of Kierkegaard sometime before Thursday afternoon. And I'm also behind on my Iliad reading, but I should be able to catch up for Friday. I'll try to deal with my passport on Friday afternoon, I think... We'll see if that works out.

Good news: The Arcade Fire concert is on Monday. That will rock.

Time to work. Oh so much fun shall be had tonight.

I am possibly/most likely going to Europe with a group of friends during spring break. Excitement.

This weekend was great. I actually did get a decent amount of work done, and I also did a decent amount of hanging out. Now, though, comes a busy, busy week. At least it's busy with interesting stuff.

There is a great deal of snow out there... I can't really tell how much -- I'd say at least 6 inches, but it's hard to tell. The current weather forecast? "Heavy snow showers and freezing fog." Freezing fog. That concept is just bizarre, and heading up to campus for dinner is looking less and less fun... Though the snow is pretty, and walking in it will be fun, it will also be cold. Brrr.

It's snowing. Little flakes, but many of them, and apparently for awhile now. We may end up with a foot or so, I'm not entirely sure... And I'm hiding out in my dorm room until dinner at least. My breakfast was a granola bar, my lunch will be cheese and crackers. Woot.

Some of my friends are thinking of going to London for spring break. This notion sounds very, very tempting. I shall have to ponder it, as well as get my passport renewed.

Time for work.

So apparently I have "methods". And apparently they're something akin to "seek and destroy"... Which basically means if I set my sights on someone, I will win them over, or something like that. I'm not too sure about the analogy. At first I was a little taken aback by it, but the more I think about it, the funnier it is.

Things have been mostly sorted out and resolved, though it's still going to a bit odd for awhile, I think. But there's really nothing that can be done about it. Better odd than bad.

I really, really want to go running right now. But it's really cold outside, I don't like running on the indoor track, and I have work I need to do. But I also can't seem to focus very well. *sigh*

The first part of today was good... Yoga, philosophy, hanging out. Mixed emotions and confusion are becoming the norm, but I suppose that's how it goes.

Mythology and English reading calls now.

Dude. Because it's not like my emotions weren't confused or mixed up or anything before. Not at all.

Other info I forgot to share earlier: I went to my externship in California last week, and it was great. Really cool people, pretty interesting work, nice hosts. Editing may be in my future. I'm hoping to work at the library this summer and compare it with that, try and figure out what I want to do with my future. We'll see what happens.

I finished the scarf I was knitting. It's actually quite nice. *grins proudly*

My first day of classes went really well... Nothing too exciting, though I was surprised at how big my English class was... Almost 40 people, I think. Madness for a class here.

My schedule:

Monday
Modern British Poetry: 9:30-10:20 am
Classical Mythology: 11:30 am-12:20 pm
Acting I: 1-4 pm
Daily Gazette meeting: 5:30 pm

Tuesday
Yoga: 9-10:20 am
Existentialism: 1:15-2:30 pm

Wednesday
Modern British Poetry: 9:30-10:20 am
Classical Mythology: 11:30 am-12:20 pm
Acting I: 4:10-6:40 pm
Choir: 7:15-9:45 pm

Thursday
Yoga: 9-10:20 am
Existentialism: 1:15-2:30 pm

Friday
Modern British Poetry: 9:30-10:20 am
Classical Mythology: 11:30 am-12:20 pm

All in all, should be a good semester I think... Though Monday lunch will be a bit fast, as will Wednesday dinners. Oh well.

Whenever I come home anymore I seem to lose all ability to be productive. At school I'm forced to be productive, but at home, that requirement mostly slips away. So I sleep a lot, maybe read some stuff (but nothing too serious or intellectual), play on the computer a lot. I always have lists of things that I should be doing -- exercising, cleaning my room, whatever. And I never seem to do any of them, or at least not for long. And then I always feel guilty. This break the main productive thing I've been doing is knitting... But I tend to do that when I loaf around and watch TV, so it's more of a way to fend off the guilt of being productive than being truly productive. My loafing productivity has yielded about half a scarf right now -- 2 feet of knitted dark green yarn. That's what I have to show for this break, plus 9 or so Lemony Snicket books read, a few movies watched, and the beginnings of some CD reviews for WSRN. That's all.

Maybe I'd feel better if I was being social instead of being productive, but I'm not. I've seen a few friends one or twice, gone to one party. That's all. I'm horrible about calling people up -- I find it very easy to sit and do nothing at home. And no one has been calling me. So I sit at home and knit. That's why I miss school so much -- yeah, I often sit around and do nothing, but it's harder. There are at least people around that I talk to on a fairly regular basis. Usually when I'm at home I see Saka a few times, but he was out of town for most of the time, and now he has school and play rehearsal. So I sit, talk to some people online, and that's all.

I wish I was being productive or social, or heaven forbid, both. I want so much to do so many things. I want to achieve great things, to succeed beyond my wildest dreams. But so often I do nothing, just sit and talk or write about what I'd like to do... So often I just sit and daydream instead of doing. And part of that angers and frustrates me, but part of me feels safe because of my inaction. IF YOU DON'T TRY, YOU CAN'T FAIL. You can't succeed, either, I know. But you didn't try and fall flat on your face. I fear doing that. I think I may fear that more than anything else. I dream so big, and I want to achieve so much, but part of me is sure I can't do it, so I don't even try. I hide.

It frustrates me so much that I hide, and yet I can't quite seem to get beyond it. I see myself doing it, and I don't change anything. Nothing.

On a completely unrelated note, did anyone see the Earthsea miniseries last month and want to summarize the last hour or so for me? The VCR apparently failed to cooperate, and all was lost just about when the girl was locked away and Ged discovered the truth about his necklace. So someone, do tell.

Living on in my dreams...

It's so much easier to bite your tounge and (pretend) to be patient online instead of in person. Yay.

The scarf I'm knitting is about a foot long now. Yay productivity.

Also yay for Arcade Fire, who I shall be seeing on January 31st. It should be a good show.

Time for bed now, or at least moving in that direction.

Happy New Year!

Things to note:

I love my new computer. It's quiet, well-designed, and just great. Woohoo.
I have lost any semblance of a normal schedule. I stayed up until 4 am last night and woke up around 1:30 pm. I'll need to get on a regular schedule before my externship, or I'll be screwed.
I'm bored. I want to be productive, but I'm too lazy to really do anything.

Ways to know you have a fairly serious crush:

You want to know as much about them as possible.
You get online just so you can (hopefully) talk to them.

It's pathetic. I feel like I'm in middle school or something, not a sophmore in college. I'm going to go do something worthwhile now, like clean my room.