Anogete's Journal

+ This piece of Hellsing fanart by Solid&etc is so gorgeous and wonderful. I drool...

+ The folks at the Mises Institute kick everyone's ass. Why aren't we listening to them when they are so flippin' smart. Everything I read there makes so much sense. This just goes to affirm that politicians (including both presidential candidates) know fuck-all about the economy.

+ The boss may or may not think I'm a devil worshiper in need of a Jesus intervention. I can't seem to keep my mouth shut when the subject of religion comes off. I think I might come off as a bit too dismissive and/or distrusting of the church, which she lives, breaths, and sleeps for.

+ I need a long weekend like no other. July 4th, come soon.

+ I've solved the Twilight fandom mystery. If you're cool, then you like Jacob. If you're a drama queen with a pea-sized brain, then you like Edward. I'm exaggerating, of course. But I've found that Jacob fans tend to be much more mature and thoughtful than the general population of Twilight fans.

+I've ordered some t-shirts with dearly departed, pioneering economists' faces on them. I'll be sure to post nerd-tastic pictures of them once they've arrived.

+ If you :heart: Forgotten Realms novels (which are being published by Wizards of the Coast now), then you should join a new community I've created. A like-minded fan and I have put together a lovely community for fangirling (maturely, of course) over the wonderful characters found within those novels. Jarlaxle, anyone?

+ I only managed to get two chapters of Fearless Fourteen read last night, but I'm enjoying it so far.

+ Lyfe Jennings is just amazing. I got his new album, and I'm in love. This one is a favorite of mine.

+ OMG, you guys. I've found my ten-year-old self, and it feels so good. Back in the day, I religiously watched The Mickey Mouse Club on Disney. In 1990, a group of five MMC-ers were chosen to form a vocal group to perform original songs. Of course, I was so excited because Chase Hampton was chosen, and he was the dreamiest guy ever, and I was secretly in love with him. I've totally forgotten about them, but I just stumbled across a few of their videos on YouTube. I still love the songs. And I still know all the words. Coulda Woulda Shoulda has always been my favorite, but That's Why is definitely up there, too. And you know I flipped out when Chase sang lead vocals on I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend. Seriously. I'm totally going to order their albums again. Why did I ever get rid of them? What, did I think I was cool or something? I'm totally not cool.

+ There are too many books I want to read! I don't have the time! Ack! I started and finished The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch yesterday. It is, by far, my favorite of the Philip K. Dick novels I've read.

+ Jason and I are watching Neon Genesis Evangelion at the moment. I've heard so many people recommend it and/or put it in their top ten list. We're just past the halfway point, and I have some serious issues with the show. It isn't at all what I expected, and I'm quite disappointed. I certainly hope it gets better.

+ Is anyone familiar with a book called Sebastian by Anne Bishop? I originally went in the used bookstore to find The Black Jewels trilogy, but I ended up buying the above-mentioned book as well. From what I understand, it is part of a series. Yes? Help? Does anyone know if I should read it or just sell it back at a loss?

+ Our accountant voted for Ron Paul! Victory! Mmwahaha!

+ I've been watching videos from John and Hank Green, the vlogbrothers on YouTube. They crack me up. And, John chooses between Edward (Cullen) and Jacob (Black) in this vlog, not mentions talks about how guys tend to be intrigued by giraffe sex. Too funny.

+ I love this Robert Palmer song. Oh, '80s flashback.

I'm obsessed with Etsy. I bought a beautiful necklace from a woman named Mary on there. I placed the order very early Saturday morning (or late Friday night, depending on how you look at it), and she sent it out to me on Saturday. I got it this afternoon! The USPS must ride like the wind between Phoenix and Albuquerque. It's actually a Twilight-inspired necklace, though it is wonderful without even knowing the symbolism. I stumbled across her stuff through a message board for the novels. I'm itching to by a couple other pieces she's made. Her rings are particularly lovely.

( pictures of the necklace and my iorek byrnison shirt )

And, and, and, my Hellsing messenger bag came in the mail on Friday. Look how sexy it is:

( omg - can't handle the sexiness. alucard, do me now! )

I lurv The Spill Canvas. I just downloaded all their albums, and I'm obsessing. "Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore. She loves salting my wounds."

I'm bored. I shouldn't be bored when I have so many interesting things I want to do, reading being the foremost among them. I've just been lazy the last few evenings. I need to get my routine back in order, and I tried to do that this evening by walking my usual two miles despite the sprinkles of rain. I've been lax about my post-dinner walks this past month, and it has manifested in my feeling irritable and generally shitty. I also slacked off on drinking water for the past three weeks, and that left me feeling horrible. So, I'm back to drinking at least half a gallon a day.

I don't even know why I'm writing about these yawn-inducing details here. My only excuse is boredom. And, also, my need to put the structure back into my days. I dislike coming home and lounging about the apartment, but that's exactly what I've been doing recently. I really should know better; aimless evenings make me unhappy.

Oh! I mentioned a hamster I might have adopted off Craigslist a couple days ago. The girl who was attempting to adopt the little one out called me this morning. I took an early lunch and dashed down to the dorms at UNM to pick the hamster up. Apparently, the girl is moving out of the dorms for the summer and had no place to keep her hamster in the meantime. I dunno. I didn't ask too many questions since the hamster was so frickin' cute. Her name is Molly, and she spent the day with me in my office at work. Everyone thinks she's too adorable and just like a miniature bear. She's currently in the living room running like mad in her wheel.

( pictures! )

I promised Molly's previous owner that I'd send her an update with some pictures in an effort to give her closure and assurance that Molly went to a good home.

The tote bag I've been using to drag books/CDs/breakfast/lunch to work in everyday fell apart. I ordered a Hellsing messenger bag that is too hot for words. It shipped out today, so I'll post pictures of sexy Alucard on the front of it as soon as it arrives in the mail.

Work is work. I've managed to gain some sense of control, which is more than I can say about my feelings on Monday. I'm also heavily doped up on Midol, so this optimism might be questionable and is not admissible in court.

I tried to post in a Twilight forum on the lovely internets, but I had nothing to say. The other posters just weren't on my wavelength, probably because they were fifteen and worrying about math class. I'm not going to be disparaging toward them because they all seem like very nice people, but I couldn't find many threads at all that I found interesting enough to post in or even read completely. It's not them, it's me. I've already pondered, discussed, lamented, and embraced my status of black sheep. Baaah.

I spent the majority of yesterday evening attempting to catalog and organize my books. They're all lined up in beautiful rows and are behaving themselves. In two weeks, there will be books everywhere. The good news is that I also accomplished a task I've been thinking about doing for months. I have a Shelfari account now, and all of my books are listed on it. Of course, there are tons of books I've read, but no longer have for some reason or another, and I'm putting those up as I remember them.

If you have a Shelfari account, friend me. My page is here.

R.A. Salvatore, you need to write another book that contains Jarlaxle because I need a fix.

Weekends are too short. I was so close to calling in sick tomorrow, but I have two interviews with applicants for the receptionist position. I can't leave Payroll Girl high and dry with them.

falco_conlon made me do it. I swear.

List fifteen fictional characters, male or female, who you would have sex with (in no particular order) and tag 5 people to do the same.

( don't judge me! )

As for tagging people - I would like to see all of my flist do this. I'm curious as to who you would put in the fifteen slots. Pretty please? I promise to comment about your character-love.

Have I mentioned how much I love "Up Jumped the Devil" by Nick Cave? No? Oh, let me remedy that. This is an unofficial music video, but I really enjoyed it...

( oh, poor heart. i was doomed from the start. doomed to play the villain's part. )

In my search for the video above, I found the video for "Stagger Lee". I had never seen it before, and it certainly wasn't what I was expecting. I thought it would be rough, dusty, dark, and inspired by the wild west. Instead, the video is terribly homoerotic. Oddly enough, I like it much better than the video I had imagined. And, in hindsight, the homoerotic nature of the song is clearly visible in the last portion of the lyrics, even if it is framed in the homophobia and violence of the subject of the song. Needless to say, DO NOT watch the video if you are going to be offended by lyrics containing violence, murder, and sex. There are a load of offensive words, too.

( it was back in '32 when times were hard )

I managed to read quite a bit this weekend! I'm nearly halfway through Geoffrey Ashe's The Discovery of King Arthur, and have put well over one hundred pages of Elizabeth Gaskell's North and South behind me. Both of them are fantastic, if anyone is looking for something to read.

I blame witchy_1 for my ordering from E.L.F.. I received my goodies in the mail today, and immediately got on with using the lip gloss. I also purchased nail polish and mascara. I never wear mascara, but I look super awesome in it, so I figure I should just suck and up and try it out for a few days. I just have to remember not to rub my eyes in frustration when things at work get dicey.

Despite being warned away from it, I rented The Seeker this evening after I walked Ferguson. It's the movie version of The Dark is Rising. I am sure I will absolutely hate it, but I need to watch it to be properly disgusted at their inability to treat a wonderful story with due respect. The fellow at the register was being a bit talky-flirty and started to chat with me about the movie and how much he enjoyed it. I assured him that I would most certainly hate it. I'm such a wet blanket sometimes. Bah-humbug and all that. Jason's going to have to deal with my groans of exasperation during the entire ninety-four minutes of the film.

In related news, I'm determined to teach myself Welsh. I know, I know. I'm nutty. What use would I have of Welsh when I live in New Mexico? None. I doubt anyone in this city speaks it. But I'm so interested. We'll see how it goes once I get the computer course I ordered.

So, the tea shop is my new addiction. I'm obsessing over loose leaf tea. To prove my dorkiness, I took a picture of my tea area in my office. I also have an electric kettle, but it didn't fit into the picture.

( i am disgustingly organized )

When I was between the ages of seven and twelve, I read all of Christopher Pike's novels. He was my absolute favorite. For those not in the know, Christopher Pike wrote suspense and horror novels for young adults. Really, they were written for a teenage audience, but I was always a bit ahead when it came to reading. I read Stephen King's The Stand when I was twelve, and that definitely isn't an appropriate novel for a child. My mother had no idea it was filled with sex and drugs, not to mention all the killing.

Anyway, Christopher Pike was the man to my ten-year-old self. I remember reading a novel back then that I absolutely loved, but I cannot remember the title for the life of me. And, when I moved away from home, my mother took it upon herself to cart out all of my books and put them in storage. The storage building was flooded, my childhood books were ruined, and the salvageable ones were sold. At any rate, I've spent the last two days searching for the title of this novel. It was definitely of the young adult horror/suspense category. I'm almost certain it was written by Christopher Pike. All I can remember in the way of details was that it took place in a castle or mansion of a wealthy family. The protagonist was a teenage girl. Much of her interaction was with the two twin brothers who live in the castle/mansion. They are, of course, super!hunks that she's totally attracted to. They made me swoon at the tender age of eleven. I think one of them was named Malcolm for some reason. The plot spoiler bit is that they are actually triplets, and the villain of the novel is their identical brother who is a bit mad. I think. Hell, I don't know for sure, but I think that's pretty accurate. Does anyone know what this novel is? I've skimmed through all of the descriptions of Christopher Pike's YA novels on a website, but none of them seem to match this description. I'm beginning to think I might have the wrong author. And I need to own this book again. Like, stat.

P.S. - I watched "Boogie Woogie Feng Shui" last night with Jason. It reminded me why I love Jet so much. The little scene where he and Meifa are sitting on the bench eating ice cream? Priceless.
Meifa: I just realized that I never spent time like this with my father...
Jet: Hey, now. Let me point out that I'm not that old. If anything, I would be a boyfriend... No, wait, that would be bad. W-What am I saying? At least I can be an elder brother or something...

Arrggg!!! Why does Veoh have to go down for maintenance right when I'm watching something? Yeah, yeah... maintenance has to be done sometime. I just don't think it should be at the time I'm using their website.

I tried like crazy to read The Sirian Experiments, the third novel of the Canopus in Argos series. I'm just not in the mood. It starts out so dry that I want to fall asleep or beat my head against the desk. I picked up The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K. LeGuin instead.

Can anime ruin you on long movies? Jason and I have been watching anime shows for months. We have difficulty sitting through a 100 minute movie now. I think the movies are just bad/boring/uninteresting, but I wonder if the happy twenty minute episodes have shortened my attention span.

Puffy/Puff Daddy/P Diddy annoys me most of the time, but sometimes he cracks me up. On his Making the Band show he asked one of the guys if he "had some bitchassness" in him. The singer denied having any bitchassness at all. P.D. insisted that there was definitely some bitchassness and that bitchassness needs to be taken care of before it becomes a disease that infects the entire band. Bitchassness, indeed.

EDIT: I found the video on YouTube. Go figure.

( bitchassness )