I suppose it's a good thing my post yesterday got deleted. It was wholly grumpy. I was in an equally grumpy mood today, and then I realized that everything could be fixed by listening to Yelle on full volume. Pshyeahhh. Nothing was ever actually wrong, mind you. Except that my teachers had the audacity to assign me homework and maintain some semblance of actually having school. How inconsiderate. At least there's only one week left til spring break. And after that, three weeks till I say "fuck you" to school and run off to Europe. Which will be made of awesome.
Wow, trying to listen in French and type in English is more confusing than I thought. And trying not to sing along in this post - A CAUSE DES GARCONS ON MET DES BAS NYLON - is also proving difficult. God, I love this Yelle woman. Anyway, what was I going to say? Some of what I said yesterday would be irrelevant now, as it would either be a. plans for today that I never got around to lol or b. grumping about LJ, AIM, the entire online friends establishment, my failure to maintain a real life etc. No one likes to read grumpiness. Let me emphasize that I love you all, forever. Except YOU.
So what remains - je joue un role et j'aime ça, ma vie n'aurait pas d'interet je reve quoi - relevant? Not sure. Let's try a bulleted list, and see where that takes us!
- Yesterday I went to a job fair. It was mildly okay. I gave my resume to a bunch of clothing stores in the mall. Honestly, though, I can't see myself working retail in the fashion industry. I mean, I don't even like wearing clothes. How can I promote them? I'm going to submit an application to the corner hippy grocery store. I'd much rather work there. It's nearby, a bunch of cute guys work there, and plus discount granola.
- I still really need to photograph my art portfolio. Fortunately, Friday is the deadline for that, so I have an actual incentive to get it done fast. Expect an onslaught of my shitty, shitty, art. I'm an ABSTRACT ARTIST, honeys. I don't have to make things that look NICE. (After high school art I doubt I'll ever do visual art again. Sometimes, we need to accept that there are things we're simply not good at.)
- Tristesse, joie, c'est comme ça.
- Have you guys ever found fandom to be a total disappointment when it comes to some subject areas? Like, say a certain character is (purely hypothetically) a Nazi, but no one ever writes fic about this fact, or they skim around it? Or there's a highly interesting aspect of an author's story they should cover, but no one ever gets around to it? Certain pan-fandom trends like these sometimes bother me. Let's discuss them.
- Speaking of creative works. I really do need to post my stories on a regular basis. The same way I need to write them on a regular basis. What do you guys want to see next? More of the shipwreck that is Notes from a Madman and Son, or some shitty short stories, or fanfic that will never be finished? I HAVE LOTS OF ALL OF IT.
- I should really do my physics hw. LOL YA RITE.
- I like how when I get sick of all the emotional investment involved in Hetalia, I take a break by reading TF2 fic. GUYS GETTING KILLED IS MUCH LESS DEEP THAN GUYS HUGGING.
- Speaking of said fandoms, I think I'm beginning to become a bit too inured to kinkmemes. For a while there I was listening to Pokemon music while reading smut, just for the express purpose of hilariously ruining my childhood. It rocked. I also started cracking up during a gangrape scene because the rapists started reminding me of the Inglorious Basterds.
- Hey guys. Hey Pokemon guys. I LOVE THE POKEWALKER. I had like 30 Pokemon from it before I even beat the first gym. So many rares, too! Wobbuffett and Kangashkan and Elekid and Magby. And the leveling up thing is icing on the cake.
- I have so many memes to do that simply listing them would take up an entire journal.
- I'm going to post two flocked rants soon. One on how freakishly important fandom is to me, and another on some beefs I have with Judaism. Any Jews here besides me to be offended by that one? (Other than you two. I know you two.)
Well, that'll do it.
(PS: Fandom secret: I barely speak French.)
(PPS: JE VEUX TE VOIR DANS UN FILM PORNOGRAPHIQUE)