A half smile to the left

^^Tuesday, May 20, 2003^^

Neato! Kaoru is cool, but in a definately geeky way. This test must be muy muy accurate. To be perfectly honest,
I'd have preferred Kenshin, but being a girl I guess that's not possible. ( Hmph. C'mon, Kenshin looks female)



You're a decent fighter, but you have your 'feminine' side
(which makes you really, really, REALLY MOODY).
You're a great sensei, but you can't cook to save your life.
Good thing you have Kenshin!
http://www.reverseblade.com/rurouni_quiz.html

Folks, just ignore the fact that I seem to have given up posting actual content in favour of posting these online
quizzes. I will post soon, but not now. Because I am a quiz addict. Don't worry, I'll break it with another addiction...
CHOCOLATE. However, if they come out with chocolate covered quizzes I am so screwed.

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Listening to: A Meticulous Analysis of History, by Pinky and the Brain
Reading: Guilty Pleasures by Laurell K. Hamilton (*Again!*. I can't help myself, it's a....oh, you know exactly
what incredibly bad pun I'm gonna put here, so I'll just assume you know and save myself the trouble of typing it out.
Of course, this little explanation has alreadly necessitated more typing than the pun would have taken. Well. Bugger.
Current Mood: Sleepy.
Current Quote: I know that if I didn't wear my pants I'd forget something.
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Well huh. That was unexpected.





find your element
at mutedfaith.com.
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Still, the human condition is amazing. You can get used to almost anything, and I did. The tests and quizes were evil
and wrong like spray cheese, but they did give us bitching rights in the Science club, so in a way they were almost
worth it. Then we switched teachers. To a different teacher. Who spent 15 minutes explaining why H+ was called a proton.
And HCl dissociates into H+ and Cl-. I apologize for any people for whom this is difficult. Though I love it with a passion that
scares lesser insaniacs, many people don't like or even understand chemistry. So trust me when I say that the above
explanation should have taken 15 seconds in a university class in the science department. Not minutes. And only 15 seconds
on a bad day, that was overcast, and everyone's soul was filled with depression and doom to the point where they could not
process basic chemical thoughts. Really basic chemical thoughts. The shock to our previously hard working systems was,
suffice to say, quite large. Suddenly we were taking 0-0.5 pages of notes per class, compared to the 4-5 pages we were
taking before. So my pals Carla and Theresa, and I, decided to while away the times with note games. The three of us were
also big fans of anime (I'm sure that any day now Theresa will finish Kenshin. Really. I'm sure.) At this point, Noir, the story
of two female high school age assassins was one we all had seen. I won't spend too much time explaining it, (though I would
recommend seeing it, it's very cool) but suffice to say Mireille is the blond assassin who is cool and flippant with a tragic past,
and Kirika is the quiet and almost supernatural killing machine (the machine part is a metaphore, I don't really like Mecha that
much) who can't remember who she is or why she is so good at taking life.

Well, that was a long Authors note. In summary, this is the result of one particularily boring class. (And between you and me,
that's saying something.)

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Arg. Blogger hates me. In parts again. Dangnabbit.

Before I start, an explanatory note. This year scholastic year my CUSB courseload was rather lighter than usual. For
instance, last year I took Biochemistry, Analytical Chemistry, Chemistry of the representative elements, Microbiology,
Linear Algebra and Discrete Math, and Organic Chemistry. (Which led to general geekiness like laughing uproariously
at Theresa's bumpersticker that read : Polymer Scientists do it in Chains.I would get help, but the voices in my head
fear psychiatrists.) On the other hand, because this was my last year of my Ba. of Science, I only had to take
two courses (20th Century Literature, and Physical Chemistry) plus two humanities and one more course so I could
graduate with 90 credits. Because last year was vewwy vewwy scawwy, I decided to take easier courses. So I picked
intro to logic (mucho mucho fun, but that's another entry), and intro to psychology for my humanities, and since the
course for intro to world religions was from 7-10 at night every monday, I chose Physiologie instead. Um.................
BIG FRELLING MISTAKE!

Physiologie started out with one first-time teacher, but switched to a second one halfway through second semester
because Teacher#1 had a baby. From the amount of stuff we covered, with the insane amount of detail, I'm sure that
kid must have absorbed enough info just by being there to found his ownpreschool lab. Advanced biochemical
microbiology virology lab. Possibly one with scientists that communicate solely in calculus form. On their breaks. For
fun. Basically what I'm trying to say is that the first semester was insanely hard, lots and lots of detail, ex knowing not
only the names of all 12 of the primary cranial nerves, but also their numbers, their sensorial functions, their motor
functions, their points of origin, their end points, and specific perculiarities of each of them. For one question. For one
quiz. ONE! Normally I would think that this was pretty cool. Being a geek, I like knowing stuff. But I wasn't expecting
that particular workload for this particular class, since last year comparatively, the class would have had to know that
there were cranial nerves. Maybe. For bonus points. Arrrg!

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Day Eleven:Ouch! Damn, being shot really does hurt. Even if my memory gets erased again, I'll never forget this. Mireille
almost shot me. It was the nicest thing she almost did for me. I hope she hurries back with painkillers.

Day Twelve: Painkillers vg. Gave me strength to buy spiffy new hat! On a side note, I have regained my memory. (Including
hidden elements that trace this conspiracy all the way to the White House) Doctors say it will be permanent as long as I don't run into any
tea-drinking purple haired assassins. Will surprise Mireille next week, after weekly moonlight tea-party.

Day Fifteen: Was in bed recovering. Killed no one--so Mireille tells me. Ran into a purple haired assassin, and guess what:
SHE DRINKS TEA! BUGGER! Have forgotten all of my new-found information about my past, and some of what happened since
meeting Mireille.

Note to self: Write secrets in diary.

Day Seventeen: After Chloe I feel strangely closer to Mireille. I've been getting fluttery feelings in my stomach whenever
I'm around her, and I'm always hot and uncomfortable when she's near. I can't write anymore, it's making me light-head.

Day Twenty: Got over the flu. God, I hope Mireille never reads this diary.

Day Twenty-One: Discovered anime on Mireille's internet. Struck by similarity to my life.However, no hentai priest in my group.
Can't see either Mireille of Chloe in that role...okay, now I can, and it's *really* disturbing. I'm going back to Farscape fanfiction.

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Just In case...Sort of Spoilers for Noir Ahead:
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Kirika's Diary

Day One:

Day Two:

Day Three:Lost memory. In hindsight, should have started on day 1, as I have no idea how long I've had this diary. So much
wasted paper, but why don't I feel regretful? *tear*.

Day Four: Met chick on MSN today, named Blondchickw/incrediblytragicanddangerouspast. Decided to go on a pilgramige to the
past with her. What could possibly go wrong? On an unrelated note, found a musical locket today. Is shiny!

Day Five: Went to go meet Blond Chick. Lots of guys with guns there. Killed them all in a cool way. Thought this was pretty
awesome...then realized I had no remorse...*sniff*....Screw it! They deserved it. Met Blond Chick. Jumped off a building before the
conversation went anywhere.

Note to self: must ask how she runs in those shoes.

Day Six: Stupid blond chick. Such a precious little princess. Her name is Mireille, and she is soooo self centered. It's not just
about her. What about MY needs? Ah well, I'll play passive until I get my memory back. Then she'll be sorry. On a lighter note,
she has a nice plant.

Day Eight: Sorry I didn't write yesterday. Mireille and I went to Russia. Have found a cute cat. Life is looking good. After all,
nothing sad could happen in Russia.

Day Nine: Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! (I regret nothing.)

Day Ten: Have a bit of time to kill. Went around house seeing how common everyday items can be used as lethal weapons.
Hmmm... wonder if I can slice a persons jugular with my Student I.D. card? Try on Mireille ONLY if she tries to kill me.

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Day Twenty-Two: Today Mireille asked if I have a bathing suit. And the fluttery feelings came back. Re: Heat Stroke. Geez,
people must be starting to wonder about me...what's next? Me bathing naked with Chloe? ha ha ha!! Like THAT will ever happen.

Day Twenty-Five: Arg! Damn you Kasner! Anyway, Mireille's Uncle's in town. I'm happy for her, but I'm beginning to feel
neglected. i wonder if she'd pick me if she had to make a choice? Great, now I sound like a junior high student waiting to be picked for a team.
Wait, I am a junior high student. Hun.

Day Twenty-Six: Hurrah! Mireille killed the competition...er...her uncle. VG! So happy nearly didn't frown. Caught self in time.
(Don't want laugh lines you know). Also happy 'cause Mireille + I are going to Corsica together tomorrow. Yay mini-break!

Day Twenty-Seven: Mireille left w/ out me. So mad I could KILL HER FAMILY! ...Hey, where did that come from?

Day Twenty-Eight: Things are getting too complicated. SCREW THIS ANIME, I'M GOING HOME!

*bye!*

Well, it wasn't the most productive class but...actually, sadly enough, this may have been the most productive class. Hun.

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Listening to: Spider, by they might be giants.
Reading: Once, by James Herbert
Current Mood: Headache-y
Current Quote: It's a big rock. Can't wait to tell all my friends. None of them have a rock this big.
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Whoo and Hooo!


You are Beast!

You are brilliant and extremely clever. You can
handle almost any problem swiftly and
efficiently. You are devoted to philosophy and
are always up for a good discussion.
Sometimes, though, your anger gets the best of
you and you upset those whom you care about.


Which X-Men character are you most like?
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Please be the last part I need to post:

Blogger's being finiky. Must be able to sense evil. Or general naughtyness. *Shrug*. Gonna upload this in parts, starting with the
last part. Confusing, no?

Saw X-Men last weekend. It was *squeeeeeeee*! Actually I was *squeeeeeee*, but I'm sure that if the movie had been watching
itself, it would have also *squeeeeed* (in a manly and heroic fashion of course)

What I'm trying to convey through onomatopoeia is that I had a vunderbar time! The heroes were appropriately mighty, the villains
were fighty, and more then that, I had Fun! *in best Ed voice* "Fun! Bun! Mun! Fun-Fun!"

It's been awhile since I was able to just lose myself in a movie and have fun in another universe and as always the experience gave
me a rush more powerful than Kool-Aid Blue Raspberry Lemonade^. It doesn't hurt that I'm an incredible X-Men fangirl and spent half
the movie pointing out the background characters.

^(Mmm, Blue Raspberry Lemonade. The same colour as Copper in solution, with enough preservatives and unnatural chemicals
make Ozymandias rise from the grave and do the jitterbug. Hands down my favourite cold beverage!)


[Spoilers for X2 to follow. You've been warned.]

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Anyway, to the embarrassment of my companions, I continually yelled out things of the following nature:

"Ooooh, Siryn! Ooooh, Colossus! Swoooon, oh my sweet buttered Lord; GAMBIT and BEAST! (I love those two. I have no
doubt that they have an imaginary character restraining order against me for my habit of creepily staring at them and sighing. Sure
I only saw Gambit's name, and Beast was still in relatively human form, but my foolish heart just couldn't resist pitter-patting. *sigh*
(while staring creepily).

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Part fourth last:

The other characters were also on the good side of greatness. Lets recap, shall we?:

Women Characters: I found all the female characters to be finely nuanced and cool. Jean made me jealous (awww, Wolvie loves her.
Urge to kill...rising!) but won me over with her (insert fangirl snort) sacrifice, and that little stifled laugh thing she does that always makes me
smile. Rogue was cool, growing up a bit,even though she wasn't in the movie much more than Scott. Mystique gave us the finger (Yay!) and
was her generally cool bad-ass self. Storm lost the accent (thank God) and got that little cynical edge that distracted me from the fact that I
never was and never will be a Storm fan. Still, despite their flaws, I liked them all. Now I will ignore their analysis in favour of the guys. This
is because they...um...well to be perfectly blunt because I'm a shallow, shallow girl.

Logan: It's funny. Until I saw the movies, I didn't much care for Wolverine. He served his purpose as the beserker with a soft side for
teenage-girls (in the non-icky way). But normally I felt he was just there to chew scenery and say bub a lot. Somehow, when I saw him on the
big screen, my opinion changed. I don't know why, *coughHughJackmancough*, but I find that I can now really appreciate the juxtaposition of
his rough side and the sweetness of his, well, softer side (not to make him sound like a Sears commercial). I now believe that the movies could
not have been made without him, and he has (weirdly enough) became one of my favourite characters. The fact that he has a truly fantastic
naked body is just the icing on top of his performance. Icing...on his...top...bottom...naked....lick...muh...

*Clears throat*. Sorry about that. Suffice to say, I want to have his baby. Several sets of babies. Heck, I wanna nursery full.

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Part third last:

Bobby Drake: Another surprise. In the books Bobby was always a bit too smart-assy for me to like too much. He was funny, but the ability to
make ice did not impress me as much as explosions or agility when I was that age. Somehow, Shawn Ashmore won me over with the warmth (deadpan
"ha ha") he brought to this role. I remember the actor from the way-back days when I watched Animorphs (laugh and die). I liked him then, despite
being annoyed that he didn't look the way Jake (his character) looked in my head from the book series. In the movie, I found myself unexpectedly
charmed. Bobby was sweeter than I expected, and I thought his romance with Rogue seemed aww-worthy. He is now my favourite younger character.

In summary, I want to have his baby too. Anyone with eyes that are naturally that blue is just begging me to jump him and have his spawn.

Cyclops: Hated him in the comics. No longer hate him. Don't like him too much, but don't wish him to disappear in a puff of uptight-edness.
Since he was only in the movie for a few seconds I will even permit him to have the huge part he will invariably have in the next movie. You may live
today...FLATHEAD!

But no baby for you.

Xavier and Magneto: Very cool performances. To paraphrase...er...someone who's name escapes me...When these two are together you
can cut the sexual tension with a knife. A very gay knife. Stewart can make you believe that there really is hope in this xenophobic universe for
co-existance, and Ian is just one huge emotional wound wrapped up in nuanced bitchyness. (If that makes sense) All I really want is for these two to
hug, make up, and maybe have old guy smoochies. Be happy guys. I mean it.

On the baby front; I don't want their babies, I just want them to whisper sweet nothings in my ear. These guys' voices could melt tungsten on a chilly
day.

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Part second last:

Pyro: I like him better without the Australian accent, and thought his ambiguous portrayal was cool. Still, I kept wishing that Gambit was in the movie
instead. Of course then things would have been different (you know which things). Maybe it's just 'cause I miss Gambit. Come back Gambit! I have a cajun blowing
up stuff deficiency!

I guess what I'm really trying to say is that I want Gambit's baby. Just because. And finally:

Nightcrawler: I'd like to say Kurt is a cool character that I liked, but that would be lying. In reality, he's a kick-ass character that I loved. He certainly rocketh
the show mightily, and was responsible for the most laughs. He just seems so innocent, and his power is cool (though I would have liked them to address the smelly-
ness of the teleporting.) Eh, who would have thought I'd wish for more toilet humor in a summer movie. I am now even more of a Nightcrawler fan then before.
Kurt, I bow down to your weird-ass character, and give thanks that you were introduced.

Hmmm, I don't know if I want his baby though. He seems so naive it would almost feel like I was corrupting him, kinda seducing him to the darkside. I know!
Nightcrawler, I won't have your baby, but you can help me change the other babies diapers. It is okay to use the tail, and I have a feeling the nanny outfit I
would pick out for you would look darling on you. Pink ruffles would really suit your colouring.

And thus ends my impressions of the characters. I came. they rocked. I satisfied.<-------------bad grammar, or the truth!?! Tune in next week, same batty time,
same batty channel!

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Part 1: The End
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Listening to: Bei Mir Bist Du Schon by Janis Siegel
Reading: The Dark Half by Stephen King
Current Mood: Content with a twist of lemon
Current Fic Quote (From Tears in Heaven by Theresa):
Dawn paused at the seriousness of his tone, and then cracked a weak smile. “I have a math exam in a couple of weeks. Can you kill it for me?”

The vampire put on a strict expression and wagged his finger at the teenager. “You’re not getting out of it that easily, Nibblet,” he said with mock severity. “You’ll
just have to study like everyone else. A math exam’s not going to kill you.”

“What if someone raises an evil, demony math exam that’s bent on devouring sweet, innocent little teenage girls?” Dawn widened her eyes and stuck out her lip.
It had to be one of the cutest puppy dog faces in history.

“’Sweet innocent little girls’?” he smirked. “If that’s the case, then you’re totally safe.”
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