The Emerald City

Smarties + nostril = fun for all involved

Posted in life,random by Scaramouche on 28 November, 2007

So, I’ve been reading lolcats lately. They’re so cute and grammatically-challenged. Unfortunately, this means that my grammar has been affected by it.

A week or so ago, I was eating Smarties. And I dropped one. And I cried out, “OH NOES!” My friend Dan ( commented in his usual snide manner, “I don’t think that will fit in your nose.”

Long story short, I proved him wrong. My nostril was rather blue for the rest of the day. Good times.

a world of annoyance

Posted in music,rage,rants by Scaramouche on 22 November, 2007

I have always been the sort of person who has a deep, deep affection for music of all kinds. It touches me on a deep, personal level. It is to this day the only thing that can soothe me when my world is coming apart, the only thing that simultaneously grounds me and lets me fly. Music, to me, is the only real truth in this world. It is the only thing that makes sense anymore. It breathes and lives and when I’m sad it wraps a blanket of sound around me and when I’m happy it dances with me and when I’m angry it rages with me and when I’m in love it sings its praises to the sky with me.

Thusly, I find it SO. DAMNED. IRRITATING when people insist on raping my sweet Music’s corpse. Specifically, I hate. hate. hate. hate. hate. hate. hate. hate. hate. HIGH. SCHOOL. MUSICAL.

That piece of ever-lovin’ SHIT has no place in life. There is no reason for it. It has no purpose. The songs do not have any depth. No meaning.  Nothing! It is pointless, mindless, utter fluff.

 And SOMEHOW! The Powers That Be have deemed this tripe, this… this total waste of soundwaves: “BEST SOUNDTRACK” in the American Music Awards.

I have only one question.

WHYYYY??? What in the name of the Divine possessed you idiots to even NOMINATE that ridiculous concoction of all that is evil and wrong?? When there was the option of Across the Universe (the most beautiful and meaningful and perfect creation of film and music I have ever seen), how could you have possibly decided, “No… let’s go with the fluff. Genius is overrated.”

Ugh. I am disgusted with life. Kill me now, plz.

Posted in Uncategorized by Scaramouche on 11 November, 2007

I do not have a mind for numbers. They escape me and dance about, tricking me and playing with my mind. They change the rules of logic and alter my reality. (This is why I can’t play Sudoku.)

Words are my calling. They keep to the rules. They make sense. And even when they don’t, an intelligent mind can make sense of them still.

But the problem now is that love does not keep to the rules. It doesn’t make sense. It changes the rules of logic and alters reality. It can escape and dance about, and it is the quintessential trickster.

So how can I express just how much I love you with words?  I have no mind for numbers, as I said, and thus cannot express my love clearly with either.

Oh well. You’ll just have to take my word for it that I love you, and will always love you, as long as there is breath in my body.

an update on my life

Posted in irritation,life,random by Scaramouche on 4 November, 2007

Aaaaggggghhhhhhh. I am sick. This sucks. Sucks sucks sucks. I hate it. Aaaagggggghhhh. Rargh. Bleh. poo.

So yeah. In other news, the past few months in the school year have been… interesting. I auditioned for Jazz Choir at school, and got in. Then I auditioned for Loki, the musical that my boyfriend’s writing, and got in as the lead female. So. That’s kinda spifftacular. Also, it turns out that I’m failing math. I just don’t get why. I mean, I understand the concepts and all… it’s just that on the tests, there are questions I’ve never seen before. My mark is like a 50-something now. Not good.

So overall, not doing too well. Blehh.