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It’s like I’m living in a horror movie I’ve never seen. April 20, 2010

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Oh hey! Nothing much has happened since yesterday. Mum, Nemo, and I hung out and ate dinner. Nemo got a new issue of National Geographic. Every time they come out with a new issue, they give five geography trivia questions to answer, so Nemo decided to quiz me and Mum. I don’t remember the questions, but I remember I absolutely failed. I kept answering with place names like “Caprica” or  “Candyland” or, to mix it up a bit, “Aerilon.” We then proceeded to go on a walk, where I freaked out when we strolled down Elm Avenue, because “Isn’t that that street in that one horror movie I’ve never seen?

Mum: No, that’s Elm Street.

Me: Well. That’s close enough for me.

Then, a while later, or maybe it was before that, I can’t remember, we were walking by someone’s house when all of a sudden SCREEECH! Some kind of terrifying noise rent the air! I actually don’t remember what it sounded like, but it made it sound like we were about to get murdered. When I glanced up, I saw someone in their bathroom moving the shower curtains, which is what cause the noise, I’m pretty sure. But still.

Mum: Well, that actually sort of sounded like Psycho. *makes stabbing motions and noises*

Me: I’ve actually never seen that movie, but yeah, you’re totally right.

Pretty much, I’m living in horror movies I’ve never seen. Balls. That’s not good.

Awesome: This. This is frakking interesting.

Unawesome: Getting hit in the head with a dodgeball. That was another contribution of Thea’s.

 

Don’t worry. I’ve never *actually* made a shiv. March 22, 2010

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Oh hey! How are you doing?

I’m just at my grandma Abby’s house, and she’s letting me blog on her computer. She read my blog for the first time and thought it was funny, so here I am. Evidently she finds things like the Nuclear Zombie Holocaust amusing. Let’s just wait until she starts reading my previous posts about hookers and dead dogs. *Muahahahaha*

Wow. This keyboard is all types of messed up, and I’m having issues typing. Whateva. A keyboard’s a keyboard!

Since I last posted, I:

-Watched Sherlock Holmes one and a half times. (“You do know what you’re drinking is meant for eye surgery, don’t you?”)

-Went to Ruth’s twelfth birthday party at a hotel, which was epically amazing.

-Made Ruth’s friend Mika (Mica? Meeka? I don’t know how it’s spelled) run up a huge hallway wearing a Twister mat like a Superman cape.

-Went swimming, an activity in which I am completely inferior to my friends.

-Went to a restaurant that I swear to God had so much artwork that resembled the Eye of Jupiter and other paintings in Kara Thrace’s apartment that I thought I was going to explode in happiness.

-Had a lot of pictures taken of me and my friends by Ruth’s mom, Karen. After a while, I had that feeling where you couldn’t smile and make it look convincing, so I experimented a bit. First, I imagined, “Okay, so you’re sitting here, and all of a sudden Karl Frakking Agathon walks into the room,” but then I looked sort of high and like I had to pee. Then I tried thinking of something that makes me happy, so I was like, “Okay, you’re watching Battlestar, right? And the words “Cylon Occupied Caprica*” come onto the screen. What do you do?” But then I just looked like I had won the freaking lottery or something, so I just stuck to regular smiling. I should’ve tried “J.K. Rowling walks into the room, what do you do?” because then I would run screaming around begging an invisible person to sign my body. Woohoo.

-Offered to make a homemade birthday candle since we forgot one for Ruth. I was going to say, “Yeah… a birthday candle. It’s easy. Just like making a shiv,” but I figured that probably wouldn’t go over well. So I suggested instead that we just light the cake on fire. Fancy restaurants do it all the frakking time, don’t they? See? Yeah. Case closed.

-Finished re-reading Extras. Bubbly!

-Made a dying flower mask. Yo.

-Screeched, “I AM THE QUEEN OF FRANCE!” on a balcony.

-Decided that I’m going to finish re-watching the entire series of Battlestar, and then go back to the beginning and watch all the special features I’ve been forgetting to watch. Guess who has a problem? *handraise*

That’s pretty much it! Mum finished Uglies for the first time and started on Pretties, and she’s pretty hooked. She keeps saying things like, “Wow! Bubbly mask, Daisy!” Or, “God, this book is so happy-making!” Have I mentioned how much I love her?

Oooh, also, my friend Lila watched the Miniseries and is really liking Battlestar. Lila can haz first seezin nao plz? Seriously. I can’t wait to rant to her about how much I love Battlestar. I mean, I already do, but now she can participate in the conversations. 😄

Ohmygawd, Caprica season finale next Thursday? WTF? The season barely started! Oh, and wasn’t Daniel Graystone just evil in the last episode? I wanted to stab him when he was torturing Zoe like that. And please, RDM, gimme more Philomon/Zoe hilarity next episode. “I work with top-secret military robots.” “That is so hot.”

*sniff* I miss Archer. “PAM. I will end you.” *staple* I loved the season finale, but if FX doesn’t bring it back, that’ll suck. 😦

Awesome: In Escape Velocity, I love the happy look on Caprica’s face when she’s beating Tigh up. She’s all smiley.

Unawesome: Hrrmm… not sure.

Word of the Day: Bubbly!

*Those parts early in the season on Caprica with Sharon and Helo were just so exciting and fun.