Evil Dolls, More Chapstick, and Genius Kids (oh, and some fangirling) February 5, 2010

Hello, guys! Yrsh, it’s me, Daisy. (Yeah, I still haven’t given up on the yrsh thing. My mom has started to say it.)

So, first off, something weird has happened. According to one Abigail MacPherson (I don’t even know anyone named Abigail), my blog post about Chapstick that I wrote back in September ‘09 “is actually the best on this laudable topic. I concur with your conclusions and will eagerly look forward to your future updates. Just saying thanks will not just be adequate, for the exceptional clarity in your writing. I will instantly grab your rss feed to stay up to date of any updates. Solid work and much success in your website promotion!”

Um, thank you, Abigail MacPherson (I’m sorry, I just have to call you by your full name). I’m not sure whether or not you’re joking, because that blog post is about eating Chapstick, but thanks. Oh, also, thanks for the part about “exceptional clarity.” I try.

Soooo, anyway. The other night, Mum and I had the most hilarious conversation. I can’t even recreate it, it is so amazing. Somehow, the subject of Chief Tyrol being a dog hater came up, and then we had, like, an hour long discussion about Battlestar Galactica and dog kicking. Oh, and dog frakking, which is how I came to call a complete stranger a dogfrakker* by complete accident.

Then, of course, we had to talk about Helo, and all sorts of complicated discussion and logic and illogic was exchanged, and finally, right before I went to bed, I made up a new law that states that if you make out with someone over a dead dog, you are automatically married. Not to the dog, to the other person. Unless you’re making out with an alive dog over a dead dog. Don’t even ask.**

So today, I’m going to hang out with Ruth and Thea, and that’s fun! I love Ruth! Also, I have a funny feeling that we’ll probably end up playing with Playmobile, because that’s what we normally do. I know you’re probably thinking, “Daisy, aren’t you like, twelve? And aren’t Playmobiles sort of dolls?” The answer is NO. I mean, I am twelve, but Playmobiles aren’t creepy dolls. They’re like, mini Lego-y action figure type things. And also, Thea and Ruth are eleven, not twelve.

Haha, that reminds me of how last week, we were trying to name some characters in the game we were playing with Playmobiles, and I was like, “Hmm, what should I name her?” And Thea was like, “Kara. You know, like Kara Thrace.” Then she proceeded to name Kara’s boyfriend Lee. Let me make this clear: Thea has never watched Batttlestar Galactica. She is just some sort of genius or something. Well, also she pays really good attention. And then when I named one of the characters Karl, she was like, “… Really, Daisy? Like Karl Agathon?”

My life is weird. And awesome.

Speaking of weird and awesome, tomorrow I’m going to my mom’s friend’s son’s birthday party. I think he’s turning four. I LOVE THAT KID. And his sister. She’s six, and she’s kind of a genius. She could name all of the planets when she was, like, three or something. Her kittens’ names are Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. Her name is Kaira. His name is Archer. He’s freaking adorable. He likes dinosaurs and bugs and superheroes. So basically, he’s like me, only he likes bugs. I don’t like bugs. But I do like dinosaurs. And I collect superhero action figures. I bet he’s not sort of afraid of toasters, though. (Please don’t ask.)

Anyway, we’re going to one of those places with big, inflatable slides and stuff. FRAK YEAH.

La di da di da….

SPACE CUPCAKE!

Well, I think I’ll go for now! Ta ta!

Awesome: Um, Aaron Douglas. He’s awesome again. Also the fact that when he posts on Twitter, he uses the word “frakking.” No joke.

Unawesome: Evil dolls that kill you. I don’t have evidence that this has ever happened, but it probably does. Also, my cousin Zora’s doll Tony, which might be spelled Toni, which I think is the female spelling of it. TONI IS INSANE. You can see her machine innards coming out of her back. She’s probably going to kill me someday.

ONE WEEK UNTIL CAROUSING WITH CUPID!

*The comment was intended for Mum, but everything got mixed up.

**Needless to say, I wish I could draw people kissing, and also I wish I could draw any type of dog, dead or alive.

P.S. Just for the fun of it, I’m going to do this survey that owlssayhooot posted. I’m just considering myself tagged. Sorry, Kayley.

WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST FEAR?
Loved ones dying.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WAY OF SPENDING TIME?
Reading, hanging out, stuff like that.
WHICH LIVING PERSON DO YOU MOST ADMIRE?
J.K. Rowling. And my mom. She’s really wonderful.
WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE FICTIONAL HERO?
Oooh, it’s a tie between Luna Lovegood and Albus Dumbledore. There are others, but those are my favorites.
WHO ARE YOUR REAL-LIFE HEROES?
Jo Rowling, my mom, my dad….
WHAT IS YOUR MOST TREASURED POSSESSION?
I’d say Lexie and Brandon, but they’re part of the family, not a possession.

WHEN AND WHERE WERE YOU HAPPIEST?
Um, there have been several instances… July 21st, 2007, Wrockstock…..
WHAT IS YOUR MOST OBVIOUS CHARACTERISTIC?
Um, maybe nerdiness.
WHAT IS THE TRAIT YOU MOST DEPLORE IN OTHERS?
Hatred.
WHAT DO YOU MOST DISLIKE ABOUT YOUR APPEARANCE?
Um, I like my appearance.
WHAT DO YOU CONSIDER YOUR GREATEST ACHIEVEMENT?

Hmm, I’m not sure.
WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE?
I like where I’m living for now.
WHAT IS IT YOU MOST DISLIKE?
Hmmm, I don’t know. I really dislike it when people are all, “Yeah, I read some of the Harry Potter books, but then I started reading adult stuff.” Frak you, Miles-Thea’s-Brother. THEY’RE NOT JUST KID BOOKS. I just lost every ounce of respect I had for you. Sorry, dude.

WHAT DO YOU VALUE MOST IN YOUR FRIENDS?
Intelligence, loyalty, niceness.
HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO DIE?
Peacefully. When I’m old.
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO (WORDS YOU LIVE BY OR THAT MEAN A LOT TO YOU)?
Hmmmm. Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
WHO HAS BEEN THE GREATEST INFLUENCE ON YOU?
Uhhh… It’s more of a what. And that what is the Harry Potter series.

Gay Canadians, Cate, Battlestar, and *PUPPIES!* Yrsh. February 2, 2010

Hey guys, it’s me, Daisy! I actually have a frakload of stuff to talk about today! O.o

First off and completely random: Natalie Dee is the best.

Secondly, I forgot. Oh yeah.

Thirdly, my fingers were accidentally misplaced when I was trying to type “yeah” so it looked like yrsh.

Oh yrsh.

Back to secondly. I hung out with Cate this weekend! She just got back from Costa Rica with her class, and I. Missed. Her. So. Much. We had a good time hanging out and hugging and talking about Costa Rica and stuff! Then, we went to visit Nemo’s roommate’s dog’s puppies. HOLYFRAK. Those puppies. Are so freaking cute. Ohmygawd.

Also, we watched Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog, which was my fifth time watching it, but only Cate’s first. Needless to say, she loved it. I mean, who doesn’t love Dr. Horrible? Honestly. GOD, I love that movie. *I can haz sequel nao plz joss whedon?*

Ooooh, and we played Don’t Break the Ice. Have you ever played that? It’s the best game ever, almost. You take a while setting it up and then you get to hit things with hammers, and there’s a polar bear but we never use him because it’s too hard to stick him in the ice. Cate and I always play that game at my house for some reason.

So yeah, we had a good time! Oh, and on Saturday night (at least, I think it was Saturday. I forget. It might have been Wednesday. Just kidding. I know it wasn’t Wednesday), Mum and I made brownies and pizza and then we went to the movie rental place and rented the first disc of season one of Battlestar Galactica and brought it home to watch, only they had the miniseries for sale at F.Y.E. next door, and we bought that and watched ALL THREE HOURS of the four episodes in the miniseries, which was totally awesome! Also, I saw Awesome Nerdtastic Movie-rental-place-Guy again, whose name, I figured out, is Josh, and I talked to him about BSG again (last time I saw him, he told me his theory that Kara Thrace is one of the angelics from the old series). He didn’t know that the Caprica premiere was last Friday, and he missed it. Poor Nerdtastic Josh.

So you know, the usual. I love Battlestar Galactica, and Cate and I are inseparable.

Oh, and guess what? Thea has a new cat, temporarily. They’re long-term catsitting. His name is Pretty Boy Floyd, though currently he has been dubbed Angry Floyd (by me). He has pretty, fluffy, black fur and he’s sometimes very sweet. I’d take a picture of him, but he’s downstairs in Max’s room and he hisses and yowls every time I approach him.

So, due to some clever relocation, I have been sitting in the living room of Thea’s house all morning, blogging and re-reading 13 Little Blue Envelopes by Maureen Johnson (who is lovely, and a wonderful fort-builder). I’ve debated going into Thea’s room to plug the laptop in, but Angry Floyd was in there, and he was angry, but Max moved him downstairs and now I can go into Thea’s room, and I might, except for there’s nowhere to sit in there, because she’s sprawled out on the bed and the beanbag is in here with the cover off of it, because it’s being washed free of bunny pee, and there is a plug in here, but I’m not sure whether or not I should use it because I think it exploded once maybe.

So yeah! I’ve been having a pretty wonderful day. I’ll blog again soon, never fear!

Awesome: Carousing with Cupid! I am going to Carousing wit Cupid really soon! And I’ll see Matt, and Justin, and CRYSSY!!!!!!!! YAY!

Unawesome: Dead Unicorns. But this picture is totally hilarious.

P.S. When Cate was hanging out, we were talking about BSG (even though Cate’s never seen it, but she thinks it looks awesome) and Mum was talking about how hot Helo and Chief Tyrol are. After a while, Nemo joined in and said that he read that, like, three out of five gay Canadian males think Aaron Douglas (who plays Tyrol) is uberhot*, and a couple minutes later, he said, “Like, if you had a locker, there would be pictures of Aaron Douglas all over it.” I asked if he meant me, or if he meant if I was a gay Canadian, and he was like, “…. Both. You have a lot in common with gay Canadians. I think you would get along splendidly with them.”

I would like to know some gay Canadians.

*Which may or may not have been made up by Nemo.

Darby Conley is Going to Kill Me, also I’m Not Hayleyghoover January 28, 2010

Hey guys! What’s up?

I’m just hanging out and stuff. Earlier, I  found Bucky Katt’s Big Book of Fun on Thea’s bookshelf, which I haven’t read part of, so I read it, and that was fun! I told her, “I didn’t know you had any Get Fuzzy* books!” and she was like, “I don’t. This is Miles’**.” So then I read it. Note to Miles: If you’re reading this, that is TOTALLY A LIE. It was my copy. I totally bought it. With my own money. Or maybe I was like, five, in which case, I had no money and someone bought it for me. Choose whichever version you’d like.

So anyway… um… I’m not quite sure what to talk about. I’m not Hayley Frakking Hoover, y’all. My sister has never caught a fugitive (like hayleyghoover’s sister did once) and I do not live in a haunted dorm room. My cousin-ish sister-ish thing Shinika plays basketball, though, and so does my cousin-ish sister-ish thing Boo. I don’t even want to live in a haunted dorm room, so it’s all good. That’s quite enough excitement for me.

So… what should I talk about? Battlestar Galactica’s cool. I’m not sure what to talk about… maybe I’ll just go the easy way and make lists of random crap. XD There has to be something to talk about….

La la Battlestar Galactica la la la….

Oh! Yeah! The dance audition for The Final Battle’s coming along nicely. I actually, like, can figure out the moves. It’s pretty frakkin’ bizarre. And fun! It’s exciting!

I. AM. SO. EXCITED. FOR. CAPRICA. HOLYBALLS. Also, I’m suffering from Battlestar Withdrawal Symptoms. I’m barely even joking. I misssss Battlestar. AND CATE. Have I mentioned that I miss Cate? Wait! What day is it? SHE’S COMING BACK REALLY SOON!

Caaaaaaprrrricaaaaaaaaaaaa……. TOMORROW! Tomorrow is Caprica! YAY!

YAYAYAYAYYYY! Anyway…. I should probably get going, but I’ll write again soon, hopefully with something more interesting! Sometime after Friday, I’ll talk about Caprica, too! *huggles* Bye!

Awesome: The Pirate Text Translator.

Unawesome: Battlestar Withdrawal. Not nearly as bad as Post-Potter Depression, but still rather serious.

*I put the link in case Darby Conley, by some magical freaktastic miracle, reads this and decides to sue me. I love you, Darby Conley (is it Conely or Conley???).  So don’t sue, and also don’t jump to conclusions and murder me. I live on, like, the other side of the continent. Killing me wouldn’t be worth your time.

**Thea’s brother.

Caprica and Sherlock and Guinea Pigs (OH MY)! January 26, 2010

Hi guys! I know I haven’t blogged in too long, sorry. I’ve just been hanging out and stuff, but yeah. Also, it’s been the weekend. I usually blog at Thea’s house.

So! Anyway! Yesterday was Nemo (my dad)’s birthday, so on Sunday, we went to go see Sherlock Holmes.

Holy frakking crap.

Sherlock Holmes FTW. Go see it.

Oh, and guess what? We… um… we got DirecTV. Solely for the purpose of watching Caprica. Yup. I am SO excited. Everyone said that the season premiere would be on Friday, but it wasn’t. That’s okay, though, ’cause then we re-watched the Caprica movie. XD

So, this weekend was pretty fun. Aside from Sherlock Holmes and Caprica (which was technically on Friday, but whatever), we rented Razor for Nemo to watch, because he hadn’t already. He was shocked when *SPOILER ALERT!* Cain shot that guy in the head, even though we heard about it in the series. Under-frakkin’-standable. Even Not-As-Evil-As-Cain-But-Still-Pretty-Evil Fisk was shocked. And remember in the series when Fisk told Tigh about that happening, and Tigh, drunk, crazy Tigh, was all like, “… Whoa….”

Holy balls, I hate Helena Cain. She might be my least favorite character in BSG. Maybe. She’s definitely up there. Or maybe down there. I don’t even know up from down anymore. Uhhhh… yeah.

In other news, I MISS CATE SO MUCH. Sofreakingmuch. You might not know this, but currently she’s in Costa Rica with school, along with a lot of other people that I miss a lot. And a few I don’t miss at all. And I few I like a lot but don’t know well enough to miss. Actually, there’s just one of those.

Anyway, when Cate gets back I’m going to steal her and take her over to my house and we can watch Dr. Horrible and HBP and build pillow forts and cuddle and stuff. She’s sort of like my sister, except for we’re nice to each other and we don’t punch each other. Also, I’ve seen how she acts with Liz, her actual sister. It’s not desirable. XD I like Liz.

La di da da addddddaaaaaaaaaaaaaa……. I need to do my dance audition for the Final Battle…. la la laaaaaa….. laa. Face!

My finger is disabled because Ginny (short for Ginger Tonks Koshy) the guinea pig bit it. OW. Balls, they have sharp teeth. You’d never think such cute little motherfrakkers could leave such a mark! I’m a bit concerned, though, ’cause I’m pretty sure rodents have poisonous teeth or something. Just kidding. There is something with rodents, though. I don’t think being bitten by them is healthy.

Hey, Fake-Doctor-Mum! Is that okay that I was bitten by a possessed guinea pig? Please leave a comment, or e-mail me, or something.

Soooooo…. I’m not sure what to talk about….

La la la, I love BSG, la la la.

Well, I think I’ll go now! *huggles*

Bye!

Awesome: This!

Unawesome: Admiral Helena Cain.

P.S. If you’re wondering why all of my posts have “squeeing” and “fangirling” as tags, rest assured that I’m thinking about fangirling as I write them.

P.P.S. I was just reading my post where I sort BSG characters into different Hogwarts houses, and I as laughing at how you can totally tell which characters I love. Like, for Tyrol or Helo or Starbuck, I’m all talking fangirlishly about their qualities, and with like, Tory, I don’t even talk about her. I just yell out her house and get it over with.

ME!… I like BSG. January 19, 2010

Hey guys! I don’t really have much time, and I’m having a good time…. erm, reading BSG fanfic, but I felt like I should blog. Unfortunately, I’m not sure what to blog about. Besides, you know, BSG.

Um.

I’m excited for John Green’s baby to be born. That baby is going to be the coolest infant in the world.

I really like Battlestar Galactica….

I like fanfiction, too.

Okay, since I’m not sure what to blog about, I’ll, like, introduce myself. You know, in case someone’s reading this blog and they don’t know who the frak I am.

Hi, my name is Daisy. I love Harry Potter more than almost anything. I mean, I love my family and friends more. But really nothing else I love more than HP.
I love Battlestar Galactica with a deep, burning, fiery passion (though I love HP more). Like, I love BSG an unhealthy amount. Currently, I’m dragging myself away from sweet, sweet fanfic to blog. YOU’RE WELCOME.
Actually, I really like blogging.
I’m a very dedicated nerdfighter, and I also have a vlog. I’m more than a little bit in love with certain Battlestar Galactica characters, and I really kind of want to be like Kara Thrace when I grow up. I LOVE WROCK! My favorite color is blue.

And sparkly.

When I grow up, I want to be a writer and an actress and a-some-kind-of-music-person.

So yeah.  That’s basically it. I spend my free time obsessing and sorting Battlestar Galactica characters into Hogwarts houses. That’s pretty much all you need to know about me!

Okay, guys, I’m off to read some fanfic… *huggles!* Bye!

Awesome: Fanfiction, even the really horribly-written kind that ship, like, Cally/Helo. Those ones are just hilarious.

Unawesome: Uhhhh…. I don’t know.

Sorting and Stuff January 12, 2010

Hey guys! I don’t know if anyone reads this blog regularly besides my mom, but if you’re not my mom and you haven’t seen this already you should look at the comments for a couple of posts ago. They’re horrifying. And Mum, you can read them, but you already have.

Today, I think I’ll post about something I’ve been thinking about for a couple of days. I decided I would sort Battlestar Galactica characters into Hogwarts houses, and Mum helped me, ’cause she’s equally obsessed. Here are some of our ideas:

First, I’ll start with the easy ones. There aren’t many characters in BSG who are easily sortable, so when they are, it’s a total relief.

Galen Tyrol: Hufflepuff. Definitely Hufflepuff, all the way. He’s loyal, he’s hardworking, he’s driven by his emotions and his love for his family and fleet.

Gaius Baltar: Slytherin. Total Slytherin. He’s ambitious, cunning, and only really cares about himself. If Cate sees that, she’s going to freak because she’s a Slytherin, but I’m just saying, most Slytherins care more about self-preservation more than the safety of others.

Laura Roslin: Ravenclaw, I think, although she is exceedingly brave.

Kara “Starbuck” Thrace: Gryffindor all the way!

Tory Foster: SLYTHERIN.

Those are the only blatantly obvious ones in my opinion, but we managed to sort a few more.

Felix Gaeta: We thought at first that he might be a Slytherin, because he is certainly very cunning, but we quickly decided on Ravenclaw.

Lee “Apollo” Adama: Gryffindor.

William Adama: It was a tough tie between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, but I’m pretty sure we decided on Gryffindor.

Cally Henderson Tyrol: Hufflepuff!

Samuel T. Anders: Gryffindor.

Saul Tigh: I think we chose Gryffindor… did we?

Anastasia “Dee” Dualla: I think we decided either Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff.

Karl “Helo” Agathon: I think we chose Hufflepuff… and then Gryffindor… and then Hufflepuff….

Ellen Tigh: She didn’t really fit in anywhere, so we created a new house for her: The House of Whore, a.k.a. the Whorehouse. Fitting, huh?

Brendan “Hotdog” Costanza: Gryffindor.

Billy Keikeya: Hufflepuff.

Louanne “Kat” Katraine: Gryffindor.

Tom Zarek: I totally forgot what we decided for him….

I’m pretty sure those are all the sortings we’ve done so far, but if we think of more, I’ll post them! Also, we tried sorting the Significant Seven Cylons, but they were too frakking difficult.

Okay, so in a comment to my last post, Mum said she wanted my opinion on Zarek, so here you go!

I really admire Tom Zarek. All he wants is what’s good for his people, and he’s willing to overthrow the people in power to get that. I respect that, and I admire his willingness to do anything to help his people, but he sometimes fraks up supremely in doing so, and gets thrown in the brig and stuff. And the whole “Let’s-overthrow-the-government-and-the-political-scene-with-Gaeta” thing was a bad, bad decision. So there.

I don’t really know what else to write about… so I think I’ll go for now! Bye!

Awesome: *BATTLESTAR GALACTICA SPOILER ALERT!*The fact that Kim was teaching us grammar this morning, and the old books we use are these old Christian workbooks (Kim isn’t religious, but they’re pretty useful books), and there was an example sentence for something that said, “Sam heard God’s voice.” I was like, “OMFG! It’s like when Sam Anders gets shot in the brain and he suddenly knows everything!” *ENDUS SPOILERIUS*

Unawesome: Um…. Gaius Baltar.

I finished Battlestar Galactica! SPOILER ALERT! January 11, 2010

*SPOILER ALERT! BATTLESTAR GALACTICA SPOILER ALERT!*

Holycrap.
Battlestar Frakking Galactica.

I finished Battlestar Galactica this weekend, and I have… so many mixed feelings (aside from the “OHMYGOD it’s over *sobsobsob* side of me, which is slightly consoled by the fact that I still have Caprica. And special features.)

Okay, here comes the spoilery part. First, I’ll make a list of things I liked and things I didn’t like (in no particular order).

LIKES:
-Helo not dying. Seriously. I was so so so freaked out when he got shot and Athena had to leave him to find Hera. But he didn’t die. MAJOR YAY!
-They found Earth! HOOOOOOOORAY!
-OHMYGOD. One of the most important likes: something that I have wanted to happen ever since Cally died happened. Tyrol found out about the circumstances of her death and KILLED TORY YAYYYY! Yayayayayayayayayyy! No amount of yays can describe how happy this made me!
-I never saw this coming, but I’m glad Hoshi got a chance at leadership and didn’t frak it up at all.
-Laura lived to see Earth!
-I’ll think of more later.

DISLIKES/PASSIONATE HATES:
-LAURA DYING. FRAK ME. Why couldn’t they just inject her with some more Cylon blood? Seriously, if someone knows the answer, PLEASE tell me.
-Adama leaving everyone forever? WTF? That seems so uncharacteristic.
-The thought of Chief never getting to kill Tory.
-The unresolved issue of WTF is Starbuck? You know… besides a dead chick. What HAPPENED to her? Seriously! Mere words on a computer screen cannot convey how effed up that is.
-The whole issue with Gaeta. Here’s my stand: Gaeta was a good, smart dude with an awesome first name and a not-screwup boyfriend. He wanted what was best for his people, but here’s the problem: he went about getting that the wrong way. He thought thought Zarek’s way was the right way (if you want to know my stand on Zarek, ask me) and declared a mutiny and a lot of innocent people got killed. Long story short, Gaeta was a good, responsible boy and one of my favorite characters and then he effed up supremely. And got executed. That’s what happens when you frak up on the Galactica.

I-DON’T-EVEN-KNOW-HOW-TO-RESPOND:
-Starbuck. Starbuck Starbuck Starbuck WTF.
-I’m not quite sure how I feel about the Chief leaving everyone to live as a hermit, but then I learned on the Internet today that the island he went to live on was Scotland and that he became the first king of Scotland. Win. Plus, given his past, I understand the whole: “Screw humans and Cylons, I’m living on my own” thing.

So, that’s just a summary of how I feel about the whole thing. It’s… intense.

Oooh, and last night I watched The Plan! I liked it a lot. I loved that exchange between Simon and Cavil: “He wants her.” “He loves her.” “Vigorously.” That was awesome. It was cool to learn more about the Cylons, like how they did the whole Shelly Godfrey thing, and I liked the subplot about Chief’s friendship with- crap, forgot her name- Giana (I Googled it).

I’ve had a pretty good day so far, and I’m going to hang out with Ruth and Gus in about an hour. Oh, also, I’m trying to learn how to play the piano part from All Along the Watchtower/the Cylon Song/Kara Remembers, and I’m going to hang out with Nana on Thursday and try and figure that out.

Bye, guys!

Awesome: Two things are awesome today:
1. The whole Chief-is-the-KING thing.
2.The fact that I was just on Helo’s Wikipedia page, and I saw this, which is debating where the name Karl Agathon comes from: “The Greek proverbial phrase kalon k’agathon (“the beautiful and the good”) — also written as kalos k’agathos — was used to describe the ideal man, the epitome of both aesthetics and ethics, as well as the Form of the Good in Platonic philosophy.” Helo FTW.

Unawesome: Getting spoiled.

Marathons and Cracker and Battlestar (Oh My!) January 8, 2010

Hey guys! I’ve been having a pretty awesome day so far. I’ve been reading, and I had a guitar lesson with Thea and her brother Max, which was cut short when Kim burned some spanakopita and we ran out of the room coughing and snorting. Also, Thea and I played another writing game. This one was different. For the first two, Thea would say a word and then I would and we’d alternate words to make a story. For the third, we did the same thing, but each person got two words per turn. I think I’ll share them. I would have Thea’s be in italics and mine not, but that’s just so confusing. Just leave it up to your own imagination as to who wrote what.

And yes, you will find yourself questioning our sanity.

Number one:

I once loved a man named Cracker. He was the most deeply disturbed creature I had ever punched. He knew a Cylon named Leoben. He was a messed up Cylon. The only place he would go was London in his pants. Cracker didn’t love sunlight, but loved poodles. Cracker had a cat named Filipo. He scratched Cracker’s ear. Cracker once killed an elephant in Georgia. Suddenly, his eyes turned deep rainbow. I thought that he was physco. I didn’t love him anymore.

Number two:

Rainbows splashed in the bunny’s innards. The only dark thing that the bunny loved was chocolate. He had a name. His name was Tripod. He loved nothing except his innards which were covered with rainbows. Fish liked to climb in his guts, so he ate them. Acid bubbled on the bunny’s toes. The toes hurt in so many disturbing fish. The fish liked to eat nerdy mathletes. Tripod liked nerdfighters to eat.

Number Three*:

Sam came to a bar. Everyone loved SciFi and killed Cylons for fun. Sam loved a Cylon who was mentally disturbed. Sam was not deeply disturbed.

Those were fun, weren’t they? … I hope they were. Last night, I got Season 4.5 of Battlestar Galactica in the mail! I only watched one episode and I am DYING TO WATCH MORE! Alsjdl’fjasdlf;alkslfl;kbalxtsblakjl;dsBALLS.  We’re having a BSG marathon tonight, teeheehee. XD I’m not giving anything away, but for anyone who has watched Season 4.5, episode one, OMG! When the thing happened and the person did that thing and stuff? O.o I guess that’s not very specific… but the whole episode was quite shocking.

I’M EXCITED.

Anyway… soooo… I really love Battlestar Galactica… a lot… um… yeah… I’m really obsessed with raspberry zinger tea… I drank, like, two cups of it in the space of an hour… it was intense.

I guess I’ll go now… see you soon! And by soon, I mean, like, Monday or so, because I’ll be having a Battlestar marathon for most of the weekend. XD

Awesome: Raspberry tea and Battlestar Galactica and Cracker.

Unawesome: Only one more season left… *sob* Calm down… I still have Caprica… and The Plan…

*Hahahahahaha D’Anna Biers.

We were eating fairies, hahaD’AnnaBiers, and my love of Galen Tyrol January 7, 2010

Hey guys! I just finished playing some frakked-up writing games, and I thought I’d copy some of them down. Predictably, my parts are riddled with BSG references. XD The first four are from a game called “He Said, She Said,” where you have to write down different things and then fold over the paper so the next person can’t see, and then you read them out loud. The fifth one is from a game I don’t know the title of where you write three lines and then fold down the paper so the next person can only see one line, and they continue it, etc. etc.

Thea’s parts will be in italics and mine won’t.

Number one:

Jack the flower and Number Six met in a bunny’s bowels. He said, “Good hunting.” She said, “You’re hawt!” All of a sudden- BOOM! The moral is DON’T TOUCH THE BIRD!*

Number two:

Apollo the bunny and Kara Thrace met in an elephant’s poop. He said, “FRAK!” She said, “This isn’t the most romantic place.” All of a sudden, there was a devastating attack.** The moral is not to eat poison spiders.

Number three***:

Karl Agathon and Zack the teapot met on New Caprica. He said, “BLARG!” She said, “Why, hello there, handsome!” All of a sudden they became a gay couple. The moral is: everyone poops.

Number four:

Galen Tyrol and Apollo’s effbuddy met in CIC. He said, “Hey, can I put my basilisk in your Chamber of Secrets?” She said, “That’s sexy!” All of a sudden, a giant crap fell from the sky. The moral is: ghosts are HOT!”

Note: The next one… contains some profanity. Because of Thea. Sorry. Actually, never mind. The profanity will be edited and made less profane by me.  P.S. I would like to note that I’m not censoring, particularly, but this blog is (relatively) family friendly.

Number five:

The rabbit began to screw a stuffed animal bird and then someone’s arm. He loved all things… violently. “Yay!” He said. “Hooray, hooray, hippity yay!”

“…What?” She asked, pulling her short blond hair into a ponytail.

“I got a PROMOTION! I’m a lieutenant!”

“Eff you!” She paused to glare at her. “I wanted that job!”

“Tough luck, I got it!” She stopped and sneered.

“Why are you being such a miserable little frak? You used to love me.”

“That was a long time ago,” she replied bitingly. “We were eating fairies we had caught earlier that day when the Queen Fairy came and turned us into frogs. The spell wore off after at least an hour of singing upside-down.” There was silence as he watched her jog in place.

“That,” he said,” is the stupidest story I’ve ever hear, and that’s saying something because…” she was cut off, for a fairy was standing right outside! The Queen raised her wand and turned them into piglets! We were oinking and rolling around!”

“Yeah, right,” he said, eyebrow raised. “Then what?”

“The magical alligator walked in and bit off all of their heads and they all died happily ever after… the end.

Then they all said together, “HOLY SHIZ!****”

Well… that was fun! I don’t really know what else to write about, so I’ll probably go now… Bye!

Hoping that the next episodes of BSG will come tonight,

Daisy

Awesome: Galen Tyrol. Words cannot describe how much I love him.

Unawesome: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA SPOILER ALERT! BEEP! BEEP! Tory Foster. RAWRRAWRRAWR I’M GONNA KILL HER. SPOILER ALERT OVER.

Adios!

*Inside joke. Very disturbing inside joke.

**Guess who watched Razor last night?

***No, I don’t mean D’Anna Biers. Hahhahahahaha that’s funny….

**** That’s actually how she wrote it, I didn’t edit that part.

P.S. I would like to note that I’m not censoring, particularly, but this blog is (relatively) family friendly.

I’m Probably Way Too Addicted January 6, 2010

Hey guys! I haven’t posted in ages, but the past is behind us, eh? And neither has Hayleyghoover, but no one is mad at her! Okay… maybe they are… some of them… but I’M not! I love Hayleyghoover!

I really should talk about Wrockstock and how amazing it was, but that’ll take ages and I’m lazy and I can’t stop thinking about BATTLESTAR GALACTICA.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh Battlestar Galactica yesssssss.

Bessssst. Show. EVEAARRRRRRRRR. I can’t even DESCRIBE how obsessed I am. I won’t even TRY. Instead I’ll just, like, talk about some of my favorite characters. ‘Cause I’m lazy. I haven’t blogged in months, but I sure haven’t changed much.

No spoilers! Unless, you know, you consider names and pictures as spoilers.  Which you shouldn’t.

Kara “Starbuck” Thrace:

Lee “Apollo” Adama:

Boomer/Sharon/Number Eight/Athena:  

Chief Galen Tyrol:

Karl “Helo” Agathon:

President Laura Roslin:

Anastasia (?) “Dee” Dualla:  

William Adama:

Cally Henderson Tyrol:  

Samuel T. Anders:  

Billy Keikeya:

Felix Gaeta: I sort of totally want his singing skills.

Even though he’s a drunk, angry little frak, I have to admit that I like Tigh, too.

I have a lot of other favorite characters, but I’m losing track…. I’m probably forgetting someone totally major… hmm….

Anyway, yeah. Battlestar Galactica is amaaazing.

I don’t really know what else to talk about. I like, breathe Battlestar Galactica like AIR. Though it will never usurp Harry Potter. NEVER EVER EVER EVER.

Ummm… I’ll just go now… love you guys! Bye!

Awesome: Aaron Douglas, the guy who plays Chief Tyrol. Not to be fangirlish or anything, but he rocks. Also, today I leaned that he is in a society of JEDI CHEFS. For reals. Jedi. That cook.

Unawesome: When my favorite characters die. ;(

Days until my obsession wears off: NEVER!

P.S. If you want to watch me rave about Battletstar Galactica, check out my YouTube channel. Assuredly, there will be Battlestar there.