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Wrockstock November 13, 2010

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I would like to say thank you to all the amazing people who made Wrockstock one of the best moments of my entire life. So here we go.

Thank you to the friends you’ve barely met who feel like they’ve been your friend for your whole life.

Thank you to the friends who yell, “You’re sexy!” when you’re performing, to make you feel like you have crazed fangirls.

Thank you to the friends who vlog about you.

Thank you to the friends who help you stalk Alex Carpenter.

Thank you to the friends who interview the aforementioned Carpenter after stalking him.

Thank you to the friends who then go and get you another effing picture with Alex Carpenter even though every single time you’ve met him, you’ve gotten a picture.

Thank you to the friends who you meet in the airport, talk to for two minutes, and then give you chocolate.

Thank you to the friends who are actually coconuts.

Thank you to the friends who say that the aforementioned Juarez the Coconut smelled good as he was cremated.

Thank you to the friends who are so great that you missed half of Marked As His Equal’s set just to watch them play.

Thank you to the friends who ask for your autograph. I mean, wtf? Greatest moment ever.

Thank you to the friends who think your band is “totally awesome” and then get a picture with you, and the whole time you’re hyperventilating because you love their band.

Thank you to the friends who are very specific with the prize-giving ladies just so they’ll get you the right dinosaur toy.

Thank you to the friends who introduce sets with nothing but, “Fuck you, it’s Gred and Forge.”

Thank you to the friends who pick you up and spin you around a million times.

Thank you to the friends who give you daps.

Thank you to the friends who steal pillowcases.

Thank you to the friends who crash Wrockstock.

Thank you to the friends who twist their ankles rocking out too hard.

Thank you to the friends you will never effing forget.

 

List list list list LIIIIIST! June 26, 2010

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Oh hey! List time!

Awesome:

1. Mum found me singing songs from Seussical the Musical in my sleep last night.

2. It’s almost time for our play! Eeeek!

3. You sly dog!

4. Next week at YTU is Spirit Week. Tuesday is Nerd Day, and instead of dressing up like everyone else will (glasses, suspenders, etc.) I’ll do something only a true nerd would understand. Carry around a towel, maybe?

5. I’m gonna see Cate today and take her and Thea to see Kick-Ass.

6. I’m gonna see Cate today.

7. I’m gonna see Cate today.

8. Crazy Musical Theater Steve drank a whole bunch of soda yesterday and was really hyper.

9. Not caring about the world cup thing.

10. This conversation on Facebook:

Daisy has yarn, needles, and a pattern. And now? I am going to make a Jayne Cobb hat. Hoo! ha! Nerdfighters!

Rees: I’m ordering his blue sun T-shirt!

Daisy: Oh my God I love you. ❤

I have the best friends.

Bizarre:

1. The dream I had last night in we were spies and Cate and my YTU friend Abi had to pretend to be newlywed lesbians and I had to convince these other spy people that just because I have a lisp and like musicals doesn’t mean I’m gay. Heheheh. Story of my life. 😄

Unawesome:

1. Allergies.

2. Cate! Wake your lazy gorram butt up now and GET OVER HERE!

 

By the way, Nemo didn’t fall off of the roof. April 3, 2010

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Oh hey! It’s Day Three of BEDA, only it’s day two for me ’cause I have issues. I actually have no idea what to blog about, but we’re celebrating my mom’s birthday tonight so I might not have time later. Also, I either have to be by the computer (and the window) or outside so I can make sure Nemo doesn’t fall off of the roof.

One second, let me check and see whether or not Darren W. Kappes e-mailed me again. No. He hasn’t.

So lately, I’ve been wanting to make more videos, and also I like Battlestar Galactica, like, a lot. Like, so so much. Darren W. Kappes likes Battlestar Galactica. Yo. We’re like Joe DeGeorge and the girl who owns that coffee shop: very simliar.

Oh, we’re very simliar

We’re very similar

You like BSG

I like BSG

Oh, we’re very similar

We’re very similar

I like Peeps

I’m pretty sure you like Peeps ’cause you always e-mail me about them

Songwriting is not my strong suit.

I just learned that if you spin a regular egg on its side, it doesn’t work, but a hard-boiled one will spin like a frakking top. Awesome, huh?

So it’s almost my mom’s birthday! If you read this, you should comment and tell my mom hi. You can even send her e-vibes of stuff she likes, like, I dunno, Dear Daisy’s Mom, Happy Birthday! Jokes about balls! Harry Potter! Karl Agathon! Peeps! Haruki Murakami! Two spaces after the end of a sentence! I have a mother of many interests. She freaking rules.

I might be hanging out with my marvelous Cate soon! I love her so much. Yay!

You know what’s awesome? I mean, besides BSG and Harry Potter? Disneyland.

Awesome: Hrrrm. Galen Tyrol. I feel as if I haven’t talked about him enough lately.

Unawesome: I miss Caprica.

 

I should just get thrown in jail already. March 16, 2010

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Oh hey! What’s up?

First off, Battlestar. Mum said she quite liked The Woman King, and now she’s officially watched every single episode of Battlestar! Yay! I’m so proud!

Secondly, I feel like I’ve been punched everywhere repeatedly from playing the Wii. I guess that’s what you get when you spend your whole life 1. Reading, 2. Watching Battlestar Galactica, and 3. Being on the Internet all the frakking time. Mleargh. Haha. Who’s out of shape? DAISY IS! It’s probably from not getting thrown in jail all the time. Ha. Get it? No, you don’t? ‘Cause whenever Kara Thrace gets thrown in the brig, she does push-ups like crazy. I’m assuming this is because there’s not much to do in jail. I don’t know. I’ve never been. So the moral is? I have to start getting thrown in the brig more. Except we don’t have a brig. FRAK. Maybe I should just start doing push-ups of my own accord? Unlikely. Not while I have Internet access. Also, I suck so bad at push-ups. Um, and I would like to clarify that I mean the exercise, not the type of bra. I’m twelve, y’all. No pushup bras for me.

Thirdly, I was totally going to take a picture of me doing a push-up, but it’s hard to do that with a computer, even if Thea’s helping you, and so, long story short, I ended up looking sort of like I was making out with the floor.

Fourthly, New freaking Jersey keeps calling Thea’s house. The caller ID is all “New Jersey.” Huh?

Sixth and lastly, they have belied a lady. (Do you see what I just did there? Because if you’re not familiar with Much Ado About Nothing, that won’t be funny at all to you. Sorry.)

Seventhly, DANIEL. Haha. *sigh* You don’t get it? Go watch yourself some frakking Battlestar.

Eighthly, you’d think this post would be getting pretty long, because we’re on number eight, but noooo. Of course not. Haha, number eight. Get it? Number Eight? As in Sharon Valerii?

La la la.

Awesome: Kara Thrace, in the brig, doing push-ups. It sounds like a Clue accusation. Sort of.

Unawesome: Hrrrm. Sucking at push-ups? I don’t know.

Word of the Day (yeah, I stole that idea from Thea, but she’s cool with that): Flamboyant. Say it. FLAMboyant. FlamBOYant. It’s a fun word to say!

 

Grendel on the Brain. Literally. February 26, 2010

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Okay, this post is going to be short and crappy because I don’t have much time to write it, but basically the Bloggess put a cat on her head and then Morgan Freeman did and so this is my response, only I’m using Thea’s cat, Grendel, instead of Lexie because I’m at Thea’s house.

Wow. That was way harder than you make it look, Bloggess.

Awesome: The fact that I’m having a sleepover with Boo tonight, and also the fact that Mum thought my disgusting, fangirlish nicknames for certain fictional characters were awesome, not disgusting.

Unawesome: Writers’ block. Stab stab stab.

 

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

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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. 😄 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.