Alrighty, when you read the title, were your first thoughts 'oh my gosh, brilliant ideas had been formed!' or were your thoughts more along the lines of 'somone's head exploded?' Well, for the past couple days, actually, since last friday, I've been getting these 'sort-of' migranes. They start a little above the center of my forehead, and spread. Like, take your head, and fold your fingers so that they all come to a point, then place it a little above your forehead, and spread your fingers. That's how my little headaches start. Then the pain goes down my jaw bone, and sort of resonates there for a while, until it gets tired of staying there, when it then moves to my temples and the room begins to spin.
It is terrible. I've had to go and lay down and take motrin until I fall asleep. The worst. Everyday without hesitation, BAM! Headache....the worst. If I get them every day this week, I'm telling Mother and requestiong a scan on my noggin.... 'cause this can't be normal. Nope, can't be normal.
Hope your brains don't explode,
-Jereality;; ^_6
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Updates on me! And a little bit of Bio-Related Humor...
Hello! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a couple weeks....well, two weeks and a day. I really, really meant to...I just couldn't find the time. Between the new year at my Education Station, and some other family related arguements...well, I just had to sleep through it all until it stopped its boiling rage, and cooled to a nice simmer. Anyway, now that I am back, I'd like to update you all on a few things.
1) I've reaaraanged my bedroom. I don't know if I told you that yet, but I did....and It's amazing how much extra room I've got now. Mind boggling, and the like.
2) I battled my Mathematics teacher for a one hundred when I got a 95....just so you know, I won.
3) I have this bizarre tendency t cut little half moons out of my contacts when I take them out now...I think I need to cut my nails or something...'cause this is getting ridiculous now.
4) I really enjoy making these lists....sadly, it must come to an end...for I have some Scientific Humor for you...
Alrighty, so, I have to run a few things by you all firstly. In list form, pra'aly...
1) My class of seven had to do a lab useing a special enzyme in potatoes. This enzyme is also found in liver...but it tends to smell when you blend it and add it to water and set it on ice...So, we just used the potato.
2) We did read the lab directions...though, in the backs of our minds we had a question or two...that was probably a mistake...
Okay, now that you know those two little facts, I'm going to tell you some more. The lab was designed for us to be able to study the enzyme catalaase, which speeds up the breakdown of hydrogen peroxide - which happens to also be in our splendid human bodies (*Fact: If too much of this product builds up in your body...you die. End of story...) - into water and oxygen. This catalase-mediated reaction is important to the cell because it prevents a build up of hydrogen peroxide, which, as I stated before, will mess up the fragile balance of cell chemistry.
Alright, so what we needed to do was put a little piece of cheesecloth paper disc thing, and dip it in different concentrations of this potato enzyme liquid and then drop it in some hydrogn peroxide, and count the seconds it took for the disc to float back to the top. (*Note:The disc floats to the top of the hydrogen peroxide because of the enzyme in the potato juice. The enzyme breaks down the hydrogen peroxide, causing the gasses to get trapped as bubbles, which lift the little disc to the surface)
Well, my group, already half crazed because of laughter think we understand what we're supposed to do. So, we fill out little beakers up with the potato juice, and figure hey, why not waste the hydrogen peroxide and just pour it into the lid. We switched the hydrogen peroxide and the potato's roles in the experiment! So, we'd dunk the disc into the lid of hydrogen peroxide and then dropped it in the potato juice! Needless to say, our results were horrible...
Well, we (my group o' two and I = 3 persons) decided to ask what was going wrong. Well, our instructor comes over, apparantly glancing at the table behind us before coming over, because he instantly looks at our table and says 'where's your hydrogen peroxide'. Well, we tell him, and then there is a chorus of 'ours too' from the table behind us. Well, after a few claims of the group behind us being followers, we were dissed by group three on the other side of the room.
Group Mine and Groupe Table Behind Us got together to see our newly revised data when over strolls a member of Group Three. She looked slightly confused, but had her hands steepled in front of her...sort of like Mr. Burns
, so I look at her and go 'what?' and she says 'when did you guys dip -mumble mubmle mumble-' And then she looked at us, and then me, and I registered what she said and went 'you did the same thing as us!' Then she backed away, and I pointed and went 'Ooohh!' which came as a collective 'Oooohhh!' from the other four girls that were in the combined 'our side of the room' group.
Then the girl who had come over as Mr. Burns's partner tried to defend her group. But I would have none of that, ending the 'you diss us, we diss you back' chant with a 'yeah...no.' Ah, good times....
I do suppose you'd have to be there for it to be really funny. 'Cause let me tell you, it was freakin' hysterical. We laughed...oh, did we laugh..
And that's about it....
May you never forget which is the catalase,
-Jereality
^_6
1) I've reaaraanged my bedroom. I don't know if I told you that yet, but I did....and It's amazing how much extra room I've got now. Mind boggling, and the like.
2) I battled my Mathematics teacher for a one hundred when I got a 95....just so you know, I won.
3) I have this bizarre tendency t cut little half moons out of my contacts when I take them out now...I think I need to cut my nails or something...'cause this is getting ridiculous now.
4) I really enjoy making these lists....sadly, it must come to an end...for I have some Scientific Humor for you...
Alrighty, so, I have to run a few things by you all firstly. In list form, pra'aly...
1) My class of seven had to do a lab useing a special enzyme in potatoes. This enzyme is also found in liver...but it tends to smell when you blend it and add it to water and set it on ice...So, we just used the potato.
2) We did read the lab directions...though, in the backs of our minds we had a question or two...that was probably a mistake...
Okay, now that you know those two little facts, I'm going to tell you some more. The lab was designed for us to be able to study the enzyme catalaase, which speeds up the breakdown of hydrogen peroxide - which happens to also be in our splendid human bodies (*Fact: If too much of this product builds up in your body...you die. End of story...) - into water and oxygen. This catalase-mediated reaction is important to the cell because it prevents a build up of hydrogen peroxide, which, as I stated before, will mess up the fragile balance of cell chemistry.
Alright, so what we needed to do was put a little piece of cheesecloth paper disc thing, and dip it in different concentrations of this potato enzyme liquid and then drop it in some hydrogn peroxide, and count the seconds it took for the disc to float back to the top. (*Note:The disc floats to the top of the hydrogen peroxide because of the enzyme in the potato juice. The enzyme breaks down the hydrogen peroxide, causing the gasses to get trapped as bubbles, which lift the little disc to the surface)
Well, my group, already half crazed because of laughter think we understand what we're supposed to do. So, we fill out little beakers up with the potato juice, and figure hey, why not waste the hydrogen peroxide and just pour it into the lid. We switched the hydrogen peroxide and the potato's roles in the experiment! So, we'd dunk the disc into the lid of hydrogen peroxide and then dropped it in the potato juice! Needless to say, our results were horrible...
Well, we (my group o' two and I = 3 persons) decided to ask what was going wrong. Well, our instructor comes over, apparantly glancing at the table behind us before coming over, because he instantly looks at our table and says 'where's your hydrogen peroxide'. Well, we tell him, and then there is a chorus of 'ours too' from the table behind us. Well, after a few claims of the group behind us being followers, we were dissed by group three on the other side of the room.
Group Mine and Groupe Table Behind Us got together to see our newly revised data when over strolls a member of Group Three. She looked slightly confused, but had her hands steepled in front of her...sort of like Mr. Burns
, so I look at her and go 'what?' and she says 'when did you guys dip -mumble mubmle mumble-' And then she looked at us, and then me, and I registered what she said and went 'you did the same thing as us!' Then she backed away, and I pointed and went 'Ooohh!' which came as a collective 'Oooohhh!' from the other four girls that were in the combined 'our side of the room' group.Then the girl who had come over as Mr. Burns's partner tried to defend her group. But I would have none of that, ending the 'you diss us, we diss you back' chant with a 'yeah...no.' Ah, good times....
I do suppose you'd have to be there for it to be really funny. 'Cause let me tell you, it was freakin' hysterical. We laughed...oh, did we laugh..
And that's about it....
May you never forget which is the catalase,
-Jereality
^_6
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
The VCR Chronicles: Red, White and Yellow....S-Cord?
Alright, after a long time of postless days, it has come time for me to post for you. And, as promised, the second part to my VCR story....
Last time you caught me putting in the complaint to my Superiors, and them telling me I would be getting a new VCR. Well, it turns out that Mother had put this plan to action one evening as she took me to the back of Wal*Mart, into the Electronics station. I picked out a neat black, sleek lookin' VCR/DVD player and went on my merry way.
Well, we get home, install it, and realize we don't have the right kind of TV. So, we look at each other and decide another adventure is up for grabs. So, we get the keys, hop back into the Mystery Machine and go back to Wal*Mart. Once there, we made ou way back to the Electronics section, and found this thing that was supposed to connect any TV to any VCR, and some wires we knew that we didn't have ( like, oh...an 'S-Cord'...what's that??). We drove home, and set up the Magic Box thing, and tried to watch a movie. Didn't work. Nor did trying to watch a video....
Turns out that VCRs are going out of style...unfortunate, I know. You need to rent a cable box, or something and do some other fancy wiring work...It's all very complicated for me, and I don't understand it. I just know that my VCR stinks and I want a new one. End of story...or is it?
That's about it...Nap tiimmmmeee!
I'll talk atchy'all later. Good Evening....
-Jereality;; ^_6
Last time you caught me putting in the complaint to my Superiors, and them telling me I would be getting a new VCR. Well, it turns out that Mother had put this plan to action one evening as she took me to the back of Wal*Mart, into the Electronics station. I picked out a neat black, sleek lookin' VCR/DVD player and went on my merry way.
Well, we get home, install it, and realize we don't have the right kind of TV. So, we look at each other and decide another adventure is up for grabs. So, we get the keys, hop back into the Mystery Machine and go back to Wal*Mart. Once there, we made ou way back to the Electronics section, and found this thing that was supposed to connect any TV to any VCR, and some wires we knew that we didn't have ( like, oh...an 'S-Cord'...what's that??). We drove home, and set up the Magic Box thing, and tried to watch a movie. Didn't work. Nor did trying to watch a video....
Turns out that VCRs are going out of style...unfortunate, I know. You need to rent a cable box, or something and do some other fancy wiring work...It's all very complicated for me, and I don't understand it. I just know that my VCR stinks and I want a new one. End of story...or is it?
That's about it...Nap tiimmmmeee!
I'll talk atchy'all later. Good Evening....
-Jereality;; ^_6
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Commercial Break
We interupt the telling of The VCR Chronicles for this bit of amazing news.
There is going to be a lunar Eclipse tonight! thought you'd all like to know....
Okay, those're the times and wat the moon'll look like, so...it looks like this sucker is for those of you on the West Coast, seeing as it'll be 6:30 or something (my time) when it disappears completely. Unless, of course, I've done my math wrong, which is highly possible. Anyway, I need to go find my camera....I'm going to go totally 'tourist' on this silly moon....
Hope ya catch it!
-Jereality
There is going to be a lunar Eclipse tonight! thought you'd all like to know....
Okay, those're the times and wat the moon'll look like, so...it looks like this sucker is for those of you on the West Coast, seeing as it'll be 6:30 or something (my time) when it disappears completely. Unless, of course, I've done my math wrong, which is highly possible. Anyway, I need to go find my camera....I'm going to go totally 'tourist' on this silly moon....
Hope ya catch it!
-Jereality
Sunday, August 26, 2007
The VCR Chronicles:The Beginning
Alright, so now it's more of a Saga, as we still do not have a VCR/DVD player for me.
Once upon a time, in a room not so far away from this one, I lived happily. Of course, the lack of space was beginning to get to me, and I was becomming almost claustrophobic with the amount of crap I keep stored and saved. Call me a magpie - it's cool, I hear it more than you'd know. So, I traded rooms with my Sibling. The transfer went well, moving both of our rooms into the other room only took one day, and situating everything else, only a few hours. It wasn't until I lay down on my bed to relax did I become aware of the double-remote-situation.
Well, I went to my Supervising Officer, and kindly requested a change of televisions, as the one I had was a one-remote kind of guy. Well, my proposal of television switching was dashed away, so I was forced to be content with my two-timing television. Of course, it wasn't long after the switch did I realize that the DVD/VCR player was peculiar. It could not time-tape anything, for it lacked the general knowledge. No problems, we can just time tape from a different television - problem solved, yes?
Sort of...A few months after that, while rewinding, a strange whining clicking noise reached my ears. So, naturally I suspect the VCR. I stop the box, and hit eject, only to have the tape stop just out of my reach. With my nasty habit of trying to get what I want, I took the nearest pair of scissors and a needle, and pried the tape out, only to realize that the actual tape - the film was pulled out of its plastic shell. Not good, I remember thinking. So, I left if be for a while after I removed the tape.
Weeks passed, and I forgot about it, remembering only when I tried to rewind another tape and the VCR shut off completely, and began blinking a little red light. I put in the complaint to my Superiors and they took a gander at it for a breif moment, insisting I'd get a new one eventually....
Eventually will come, I tell you....The VCR Chronicles:Red, White and Yellow....S-Cord?...coming soon....
May Your VCR's Do What They're Told,
-Jereality
^_6
Once upon a time, in a room not so far away from this one, I lived happily. Of course, the lack of space was beginning to get to me, and I was becomming almost claustrophobic with the amount of crap I keep stored and saved. Call me a magpie - it's cool, I hear it more than you'd know. So, I traded rooms with my Sibling. The transfer went well, moving both of our rooms into the other room only took one day, and situating everything else, only a few hours. It wasn't until I lay down on my bed to relax did I become aware of the double-remote-situation.
Well, I went to my Supervising Officer, and kindly requested a change of televisions, as the one I had was a one-remote kind of guy. Well, my proposal of television switching was dashed away, so I was forced to be content with my two-timing television. Of course, it wasn't long after the switch did I realize that the DVD/VCR player was peculiar. It could not time-tape anything, for it lacked the general knowledge. No problems, we can just time tape from a different television - problem solved, yes?
Sort of...A few months after that, while rewinding, a strange whining clicking noise reached my ears. So, naturally I suspect the VCR. I stop the box, and hit eject, only to have the tape stop just out of my reach. With my nasty habit of trying to get what I want, I took the nearest pair of scissors and a needle, and pried the tape out, only to realize that the actual tape - the film was pulled out of its plastic shell. Not good, I remember thinking. So, I left if be for a while after I removed the tape.
Weeks passed, and I forgot about it, remembering only when I tried to rewind another tape and the VCR shut off completely, and began blinking a little red light. I put in the complaint to my Superiors and they took a gander at it for a breif moment, insisting I'd get a new one eventually....
Eventually will come, I tell you....The VCR Chronicles:Red, White and Yellow....S-Cord?...coming soon....
May Your VCR's Do What They're Told,
-Jereality
^_6
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Yay Sitting!
Hello!
It feels like forever since I posted last for you. Remember the days where I used to post every single day? Do ya? I wonder what happened...I guess I got busy, or something. Anyway, I have news. I have a blister on the bottom of my foot...on my hee - under that thick skin...yeah. That hurts really badly. And I want to lop off both of my feet from the ankle down because the blisters hurt....and I might have mad razer burn on my legs - ouch! Of course, I discovered it as I was putting lotion on it...so it burned even worse. And then, I realized, as I was walking - hobbling - around my abode, that I could practically feel my hip bones and my leg bone rubbing against each other. Kind of grating, and causing shivers to go up my spine...It makes my brain hurt.
Ah yes...I thought it'd be a lovely idea for a walk....five miles away...and then take several detours...and then walk back - through said detours..which gave me blisters, and shin splints. I should've just ran around the park twice. No harm in a little run. No, a 10mph walk gives me blisters that make me anti-anything-below-the-ankle....Way to go, Jereality, way to go. Next time, guys, warn me. Go 'hey..last time it didn't turn out too well when you did that...Nope, you should just go back to sleep....your place of learning is coming up soon, so, just ge the sleep while you can.'
Yeah....a warning....
Next Blog Post: The VCR Chronicals
May you always have more Mac than Cheese,
-Jereality
^_6
It feels like forever since I posted last for you. Remember the days where I used to post every single day? Do ya? I wonder what happened...I guess I got busy, or something. Anyway, I have news. I have a blister on the bottom of my foot...on my hee - under that thick skin...yeah. That hurts really badly. And I want to lop off both of my feet from the ankle down because the blisters hurt....and I might have mad razer burn on my legs - ouch! Of course, I discovered it as I was putting lotion on it...so it burned even worse. And then, I realized, as I was walking - hobbling - around my abode, that I could practically feel my hip bones and my leg bone rubbing against each other. Kind of grating, and causing shivers to go up my spine...It makes my brain hurt.
Ah yes...I thought it'd be a lovely idea for a walk....five miles away...and then take several detours...and then walk back - through said detours..which gave me blisters, and shin splints. I should've just ran around the park twice. No harm in a little run. No, a 10mph walk gives me blisters that make me anti-anything-below-the-ankle....Way to go, Jereality, way to go. Next time, guys, warn me. Go 'hey..last time it didn't turn out too well when you did that...Nope, you should just go back to sleep....your place of learning is coming up soon, so, just ge the sleep while you can.'
Yeah....a warning....
Next Blog Post: The VCR Chronicals
May you always have more Mac than Cheese,
-Jereality
^_6
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
.It's Official.
Well, it is...I've officially seen every episode of Hercules:The Legendary Jounerys ever created. I'm not going to lie, no, I teared up at the end. The last official episode was called Hercules, Tramps and Theives, and the last scene, Autolocus (The King of Theives...although, now he plays Sam Axe on Burn Notice) and Hercules are in some dance club establishment, and the theif has reformed and he says something to the affect of 'well, I guess this is goodbye', and Hercules looks at him, takes a deep breath, claps him on the back and says 'not really good bye...more like 'see ya later' '. They smile to each other, Auto looks back at the dancing, Herc walks out, stops in the doorway, and looks back to smile and walks away. Very sad, to me. Very sad.
But, I figured I'd tell you that the wonderful Bruce Campbell is on tv again. Sam Axe, my favorite character in Burn Notice (linked above)....you should watch it. It's about a spy who gets disowned by the US Governement...I.E, 'Burned'...and he used his Special Ops training to help other people who're in trouble, while, at the same time, looking for the guy who had him black listed/burned/disowned. It's pretty good....Although, Jeffrey Donovan's voice gets on my nerves so badly. I get over it though, because it's got a bunch of humor...and Bruce Campbell. Yep. that's pretty much the reason I watch the show...to see Bruce. Good job Bruce, you've got a viewer....
^_6
Quote....
Hercules: Don't you care about the needs of the people?
Autolycus: Of course I care about the needs of the people... I happen to be one of them.
-----
Autolycus: Gadzooks, if I were a woman I'd kiss myself!
-----
Autolycus: I hate to break it to you, big guy, you've got harpies.
Ah, good times...gewd times...
Have a good night, and remember...once you've got harpies, you can't get rid of 'em...
-little Hercules humor right there....-
-Jereality
But, I figured I'd tell you that the wonderful Bruce Campbell is on tv again. Sam Axe, my favorite character in Burn Notice (linked above)....you should watch it. It's about a spy who gets disowned by the US Governement...I.E, 'Burned'...and he used his Special Ops training to help other people who're in trouble, while, at the same time, looking for the guy who had him black listed/burned/disowned. It's pretty good....Although, Jeffrey Donovan's voice gets on my nerves so badly. I get over it though, because it's got a bunch of humor...and Bruce Campbell. Yep. that's pretty much the reason I watch the show...to see Bruce. Good job Bruce, you've got a viewer....
^_6
Hercules: Don't you care about the needs of the people?
Autolycus: Of course I care about the needs of the people... I happen to be one of them.
-----
Autolycus: Gadzooks, if I were a woman I'd kiss myself!
-----
Autolycus: I hate to break it to you, big guy, you've got harpies.
Ah, good times...gewd times...
Have a good night, and remember...once you've got harpies, you can't get rid of 'em...
-little Hercules humor right there....-
-Jereality
Monday, August 13, 2007
My Weekend...
Have any of you ever played Oblivion? Hm? It's the game afterMorrowind...or something... I don't know, but let me tell you, it's pretty freakin' addicting! My God, I never imagined that I'd end up playing a game I loved so much. I could probably plaay it for hours. And you know what sucks about that? I don't own an X Box 360...which happens to be the only system the game plays on...That, and I don't own the game.
I went to Onyx's house this weekend, where I discovered the wonderful game. In the game, I'm a Bretan, named Keiran...I have a bounty on my head because I have a nasty clepto habit, I kill people, and break into houses. What sucks though, is that I collect things..and the character can only hold 200 pounds worth of stuff, and at one point I was sixty pounds over the limit becasue I had gotten some kind of gift. I don't know, but I strongly recommend the game to anyone who enjoys the dark, and long hours in front of the tv set.
Also, during my stay at Onyx's house, I listened to a band called t.A.T.u. . They're pretty amazing. They're Russian, so the best songs are in Russian...they have English translations, but it's not the same. Something missing from them, and it makes me go 'where's the Russian lyrics?'. So that's what I'm listening to right now. Youtube.com is very convinient when one doesn't own the music one wishes to listen to. Yay youtube!
I had lots of good times over at Onyx's abode, and then at Wyoming's abode, which we went to both nights after a happy jaunt to our Wawa. Soda, and coffee...except for that time I got a milkshake...and ended up spitting it at Onyx when she insisted it was empty. That, my friends, was hysterical. Ah, yes...I also got hit in the mouth with a hacky sack...mid sentence. I can tell you, grass seed, dirt, and bits of grass...not tasty.
I came back to my house after two days of those fun times, and finished Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer, who I'm sure I've raved about before. The website is easy enough, StephenieMeyer.Com, it's just her name with a nifty dot com at the end. When I publish a book, my website will still be Jereality, I think. It's nifty, and easy, and rolls off the tongue. Say it with me now, 'Jereality'...ah, very nice.
Oh! I also saw Blood Diamond...Oh my gosh, I strongly recommend this too. It was amazing. So amazing, in fact, I added it to my 'List Of Movies I Want On DVD' list. I like to say that list's name for the fun of it...You can say it all you want, you can even use it..knock your socks off...just watch this movie. I like it a lot...It's amazing. And Leo DiCaprio's African Accent is amazing in the movie. It takes a couple seconds to catch onto, but after those breif moments of 'wtf?'-ness, you go, 'wow...that's hot', regardless of your gender. Any accent that isn't your own seems to enchant. Don't worry though, your secrets are safe with me. Mine, however, are plastered on this website...But I'm the one who puts them there, so I guess they aren't really meant to be secrets. Whatever...I'm going to go now...sleep, or something... NIghty night!
Quote Of The Day:
-talking of youtube spoofs, and videos-
Onyx: I really like the Blood Diamond spoof...
Wyoming&Myself: (O_o) Eh?
Onyx:Oh yeah, it's out there. A bunch of English guys runnin' around going
"My name is Archer! A-R-C-H-E-R!...Fuck!"
Wyoming&Myself: -laughter-
All: " 'My name is Archer! A-R-C-H-E-R!...' "
Onyx:Fuck...
Wyoming:...Fuck
Me: Fuck!
All: -laughter-
This is what happens when you play cards, and speak of amazing things....You should try it...
Whatever your choice in Muffin, enjoy,
-Jereality
I went to Onyx's house this weekend, where I discovered the wonderful game. In the game, I'm a Bretan, named Keiran...I have a bounty on my head because I have a nasty clepto habit, I kill people, and break into houses. What sucks though, is that I collect things..and the character can only hold 200 pounds worth of stuff, and at one point I was sixty pounds over the limit becasue I had gotten some kind of gift. I don't know, but I strongly recommend the game to anyone who enjoys the dark, and long hours in front of the tv set.
Also, during my stay at Onyx's house, I listened to a band called t.A.T.u. . They're pretty amazing. They're Russian, so the best songs are in Russian...they have English translations, but it's not the same. Something missing from them, and it makes me go 'where's the Russian lyrics?'. So that's what I'm listening to right now. Youtube.com is very convinient when one doesn't own the music one wishes to listen to. Yay youtube!
I had lots of good times over at Onyx's abode, and then at Wyoming's abode, which we went to both nights after a happy jaunt to our Wawa. Soda, and coffee...except for that time I got a milkshake...and ended up spitting it at Onyx when she insisted it was empty. That, my friends, was hysterical. Ah, yes...I also got hit in the mouth with a hacky sack...mid sentence. I can tell you, grass seed, dirt, and bits of grass...not tasty.
I came back to my house after two days of those fun times, and finished Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer, who I'm sure I've raved about before. The website is easy enough, StephenieMeyer.Com, it's just her name with a nifty dot com at the end. When I publish a book, my website will still be Jereality, I think. It's nifty, and easy, and rolls off the tongue. Say it with me now, 'Jereality'...ah, very nice.
Oh! I also saw Blood Diamond...Oh my gosh, I strongly recommend this too. It was amazing. So amazing, in fact, I added it to my 'List Of Movies I Want On DVD' list. I like to say that list's name for the fun of it...You can say it all you want, you can even use it..knock your socks off...just watch this movie. I like it a lot...It's amazing. And Leo DiCaprio's African Accent is amazing in the movie. It takes a couple seconds to catch onto, but after those breif moments of 'wtf?'-ness, you go, 'wow...that's hot', regardless of your gender. Any accent that isn't your own seems to enchant. Don't worry though, your secrets are safe with me. Mine, however, are plastered on this website...But I'm the one who puts them there, so I guess they aren't really meant to be secrets. Whatever...I'm going to go now...sleep, or something... NIghty night!
-talking of youtube spoofs, and videos-
Onyx: I really like the Blood Diamond spoof...
Wyoming&Myself: (O_o) Eh?
Onyx:Oh yeah, it's out there. A bunch of English guys runnin' around going
"My name is Archer! A-R-C-H-E-R!...Fuck!"
Wyoming&Myself: -laughter-
All: " 'My name is Archer! A-R-C-H-E-R!...' "
Onyx:Fuck...
Wyoming:...Fuck
Me: Fuck!
All: -laughter-
This is what happens when you play cards, and speak of amazing things....You should try it...
Whatever your choice in Muffin, enjoy,
-Jereality
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
The Bourne Ultimatum
Well, today I woke up and cleaned the bathroom...Actually..I woke up and turned out to be furious. And then I got over it, had a meatball sandwich and watched Hercules:The Legendary Journeys. Just so you know, I won't stop mentioning it until I finish up the series....which, by my own standards is a couuple more weeks. Anyway, at around 6 o'clock, my family and I left for an adventure. Of course, that adventure was a pre-determined trip to the movies. Well, needless to say, I was excited because we were going to go and seeThe Bourne Ultimatum...
Well, I just got back recently, and boy, can I tell you it was the best of the three! I loved it...and now must add it to the movies I want on DVD list...you know, before I forget.....Alright, so anyway - the movie. The camera technique was a little too fast, so those of you who get motion sickness, I recommend some Dramamine or something before you watch it. I won't tell you what happens in the movie, but the ending is amazing! I was sitting in my chair going 'No way! Not possible!' and then 'Yes! Ah ha ha!'...of course, that was in my mind, otherwise I would've gotten stared at....because no one likes to be interupted after a dive.
So, I will now leave you with a few parting notes:
-Using door knobs is for wusses. Jason Bourne is so intense that he breaks down every door he comes across.
-Car chases are alot more fun when you're running away in a stolen cop car
-Fighting hand to hand against someone with a book, while you've got assassin training will end up with you dead in a shower.... -c'mon, that was a given....it was midway through the movie....can't kill the main character before the movies over...that'd be lame...-
Remember to hold onto the seatbelts during your car crashes,
-Jereality
Well, I just got back recently, and boy, can I tell you it was the best of the three! I loved it...and now must add it to the movies I want on DVD list...you know, before I forget.....Alright, so anyway - the movie. The camera technique was a little too fast, so those of you who get motion sickness, I recommend some Dramamine or something before you watch it. I won't tell you what happens in the movie, but the ending is amazing! I was sitting in my chair going 'No way! Not possible!' and then 'Yes! Ah ha ha!'...of course, that was in my mind, otherwise I would've gotten stared at....because no one likes to be interupted after a dive.
So, I will now leave you with a few parting notes:
-Using door knobs is for wusses. Jason Bourne is so intense that he breaks down every door he comes across.
-Car chases are alot more fun when you're running away in a stolen cop car
-Fighting hand to hand against someone with a book, while you've got assassin training will end up with you dead in a shower.... -c'mon, that was a given....it was midway through the movie....can't kill the main character before the movies over...that'd be lame...-
Remember to hold onto the seatbelts during your car crashes,
-Jereality
Neko Kitty
Well, I've added somthing for you all to do when you come to my blog...You all can have a litte cat chase after your pointers as you read what I've written! That's right! Up ther ein the top left hand corner of the page is a little cat...at the moment, he's red and purple. Just click on 'im, and move your mouse...and when you get tired of him following you around, click him again, and he'll go back to his corner.
Want a little Neko Kitty? Well, double click him, and it'll bring you to a page with a selection of like...eighteen different 'skins' of Neko Kitty's....They're bundles of fun....^_6
Shyeahs!
Day Two of Jace's homelife with me..and now he has a fake plant to hide in....He's such a happy little fishie!
Nighty Night,
-Jereality
Want a little Neko Kitty? Well, double click him, and it'll bring you to a page with a selection of like...eighteen different 'skins' of Neko Kitty's....They're bundles of fun....^_6
Shyeahs!
Day Two of Jace's homelife with me..and now he has a fake plant to hide in....He's such a happy little fishie!
Nighty Night,
-Jereality
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Fishy! And The Omen
Wow, it has been quite some time since I last updated for you. Well, not much has happened since the 18th...just some boring sleeping...and tv-watching...I made it through to the fifth season of Hercules:The Legendary Journeys the other day, and still, it makes me smile. The Hercules character reminds me of Father, and that's why I think of Dear ol' Dad when I watch it. Anyway, we have our free Netflix still coming to us for another four months, or something, and the other day we received our movie. The Omen...the remake. It, um, well...it wasn't quite what I expected. It didn't scare me, and I was only startled when the two men were in the graveyard and a couple dogs popped on-screen, out of nowhere.
I guess maybe I'm desensitized, or something...I dunno, people said they were scared and all kinds of stuff when it first came out...After watching it, all I could do was sigh, take it out of my DVD player, and go downstairs to watch the rest of Drake and Josh:Really Big Shrimp...which ended up to be fairly amusing. Good times...sittin' in the dark, eating cake and watching tv. It's really the most amazing cake...anyone could make it...if they knew the ingrediants and such. And I won't tell you, so live in darkness...I will tell you this, though, it requires 26 ounces of chocolate, sugar, eggs and milk. Yeppers.
Anyway, I got a Betta Fish today! I was so excited, and I still am thrilled. Long ago, Onyx got a Betta fish, and has been saying she'd get me one. And I got one! He is so pretty...I'm going to put some picture in here for you guys to see. Once they all load, I mean...otherwise, I'm at a loss for words. So, he's red, and blue and purpley...and he likes to lay on the colorful stones on the bottom....He's a lot of fun to stare at, because he stares right back at you. Lots of fun.
This is what he looks like! He's so perdy!
This is what he looks like when I take away all the colors except for red...
This is what he looks like when I do the same thing, but with blue...
I loves my Betta Fish, Jace. He's pretty. Do you agree? You should...He's so pretty, he's perdier than you!
Don't be jealous...You have thumbs.
Just Keep Swimming!
-Jereality; ^_6
I guess maybe I'm desensitized, or something...I dunno, people said they were scared and all kinds of stuff when it first came out...After watching it, all I could do was sigh, take it out of my DVD player, and go downstairs to watch the rest of Drake and Josh:Really Big Shrimp...which ended up to be fairly amusing. Good times...sittin' in the dark, eating cake and watching tv. It's really the most amazing cake...anyone could make it...if they knew the ingrediants and such. And I won't tell you, so live in darkness...I will tell you this, though, it requires 26 ounces of chocolate, sugar, eggs and milk. Yeppers.
Anyway, I got a Betta Fish today! I was so excited, and I still am thrilled. Long ago, Onyx got a Betta fish, and has been saying she'd get me one. And I got one! He is so pretty...I'm going to put some picture in here for you guys to see. Once they all load, I mean...otherwise, I'm at a loss for words. So, he's red, and blue and purpley...and he likes to lay on the colorful stones on the bottom....He's a lot of fun to stare at, because he stares right back at you. Lots of fun.
This is what he looks like! He's so perdy!
This is what he looks like when I take away all the colors except for red...
This is what he looks like when I do the same thing, but with blue...
I loves my Betta Fish, Jace. He's pretty. Do you agree? You should...He's so pretty, he's perdier than you!
Don't be jealous...You have thumbs.
Just Keep Swimming!
-Jereality; ^_6
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Wow-ee
It has been quite a while since I've spoken to you all last, hasn't it? Well, not to worry! For I am here right now, and it'll all be okay. I should tell you, I saw both of the Grudge's over the past two weeks...The Grudge and The Grudge 2...and to be honest, the Ghost people are still in my mind, and when I close my eyes, they are right there in my face....and I've got more news! the movies...they were less than adequate, in truth, I thought they kind of sucked...No closure at all...I was rather annoyed...
So, that's pretty much all the neat things that have happened lately. I haven't really done anything interesting for quite some time....I should do that soon, I think...Just go out and 'chill' with one or a couple of 'my homies'...Yeah, that'd be 'bangin'...
Alright, that's enough of that.
I'll talk at you all later!
Save Brain Cells, Don't Watch The Grudge
-Jereality
So, that's pretty much all the neat things that have happened lately. I haven't really done anything interesting for quite some time....I should do that soon, I think...Just go out and 'chill' with one or a couple of 'my homies'...Yeah, that'd be 'bangin'...
Alright, that's enough of that.
I'll talk at you all later!
Save Brain Cells, Don't Watch The Grudge
-Jereality
Saturday, July 07, 2007
Meehhh! And Other Things
I have a mosquito bite on the bottom of my foot. Can I tell you how annoying that is? No? No! Fine. I'll do it anyway though. It's so annoying! I'm just walking around and suddenly, 'oh dear...the bottom of my foot itches. Strange.' No, not strange! BUGS! I hate them. With a passion...Filthy little -mutters off into the distance-
While browsing my e-mail this evening (five minutes ago), I noticed an e-mail from my Mother, the topic, you ask? 'A Story For Your Blog'. Well, I can't deny my Mother the right to ask for her story to be placed on my blog, so I took a gander at it. Well, it seems - after reading - that her story is both funny, and amusing, thus making a perfect addition to the insanity that is myself. So, brought to you by myself, from my Mother: Grabby McPenguin::
A mother was a chaperone for her grade school son's trip to the Aquarium. She was in charge of 5 children. When it was time to go, the mother did a head count as the children got onthe bus. 1,2,3,4,... one was missing. It was her OWN child. The Aquarium was locked down as they searched for the child. They finally found him .. swimming with the penguins! They loaded up the boy and went home. Smelling the whole way. When the mother got the boy home she was so annoyed she sent him to his room immediately.
About 1 hour later she sent her older son to get the child and bring him down for dinner. The son came back and told the mother, you need to get him . The mother went to her younger son's room, and there he was watching Happy Feet... .... ....with a penguin!
The police refused to touch the penquin. The mother had to drive back to the Aquarium ... they are no longer permitted to visit.
Amusing? Yes. Probable? Yes. Funny? The same as amusing? Peesh Posh. Funny? Yes. And there you have it.
Keep The Mosquitos Far From Your Feet And Your Children Away From The Penguins,
-Jereality
While browsing my e-mail this evening (five minutes ago), I noticed an e-mail from my Mother, the topic, you ask? 'A Story For Your Blog'. Well, I can't deny my Mother the right to ask for her story to be placed on my blog, so I took a gander at it. Well, it seems - after reading - that her story is both funny, and amusing, thus making a perfect addition to the insanity that is myself. So, brought to you by myself, from my Mother: Grabby McPenguin::
A mother was a chaperone for her grade school son's trip to the Aquarium. She was in charge of 5 children. When it was time to go, the mother did a head count as the children got onthe bus. 1,2,3,4,... one was missing. It was her OWN child. The Aquarium was locked down as they searched for the child. They finally found him .. swimming with the penguins! They loaded up the boy and went home. Smelling the whole way. When the mother got the boy home she was so annoyed she sent him to his room immediately.
About 1 hour later she sent her older son to get the child and bring him down for dinner. The son came back and told the mother, you need to get him . The mother went to her younger son's room, and there he was watching Happy Feet... .... ....with a penguin!
The police refused to touch the penquin. The mother had to drive back to the Aquarium ... they are no longer permitted to visit.
Amusing? Yes. Probable? Yes. Funny? The same as amusing? Peesh Posh. Funny? Yes. And there you have it.
Keep The Mosquitos Far From Your Feet And Your Children Away From The Penguins,
-Jereality
Thursday, July 05, 2007
The Fourth
Well, let's just start by saying Happy Fourth of July.
My day began when Father woke me up at 10 of nine for the parade. I said that I might go back to sleep, and he said it was alright and that he didn't really care about the parade. he left, and I thought for a while. father and I always walk down the road a piece to GGR's house and watch the parade. I can't not go because I'm a little sleepy. So, I got up and got dressed. What time does the parade start? I don't know, he countered. Well, it's easily assesed that I am not amused, so he gives me the latest 'send-back' netflix movie and says 'Go ask the Hall'. So, I go and ask the hall, where some woman tells me registration is at nine-thirty. At that time, it was 9:15-ish. So, I stared at her and her festival of pockets for a few minutes, said thanks and waited till she left so I could be on my merry way.
I left the Hall, dropped off the movie and went back to my home. Ten, I say to him. So, I went back upstairs and changed my pants from capris to jeans...because it was cold outside, who'da thought? Anyway, at ten o'clock, we - Father and I - walked to GGR's house and talked it up a bit, and then the parade came!
We had a bunch of little kids on bikes, and a pair of wins on a float - one enjoying herself, the other, though, looked like she could use some candy. Speaking of which, only a couple pieces were thrown during the entire five minutes drive-by. Needless to say, the funds for our parade have decreased exponentially since I have moved in. I don't sense a connection though, I'm too cool to bring the downfall of an entire community's parade lifestyle. Right? We'll go with that anyway.
After tha, I went to Onyx's house and had a blasty blast from 3 to 9 o'clock ish and then came home. Where I type to you now. So, all in all, I had fun today, it seemd to go by very quickly though...oh well, maybe tomorrow will be longer. I want a long summer, not one that whooshes by....those summers are lame.
Hope Your Parade Was Amazing,
-Jereality
My day began when Father woke me up at 10 of nine for the parade. I said that I might go back to sleep, and he said it was alright and that he didn't really care about the parade. he left, and I thought for a while. father and I always walk down the road a piece to GGR's house and watch the parade. I can't not go because I'm a little sleepy. So, I got up and got dressed. What time does the parade start? I don't know, he countered. Well, it's easily assesed that I am not amused, so he gives me the latest 'send-back' netflix movie and says 'Go ask the Hall'. So, I go and ask the hall, where some woman tells me registration is at nine-thirty. At that time, it was 9:15-ish. So, I stared at her and her festival of pockets for a few minutes, said thanks and waited till she left so I could be on my merry way.
I left the Hall, dropped off the movie and went back to my home. Ten, I say to him. So, I went back upstairs and changed my pants from capris to jeans...because it was cold outside, who'da thought? Anyway, at ten o'clock, we - Father and I - walked to GGR's house and talked it up a bit, and then the parade came!
We had a bunch of little kids on bikes, and a pair of wins on a float - one enjoying herself, the other, though, looked like she could use some candy. Speaking of which, only a couple pieces were thrown during the entire five minutes drive-by. Needless to say, the funds for our parade have decreased exponentially since I have moved in. I don't sense a connection though, I'm too cool to bring the downfall of an entire community's parade lifestyle. Right? We'll go with that anyway.
After tha, I went to Onyx's house and had a blasty blast from 3 to 9 o'clock ish and then came home. Where I type to you now. So, all in all, I had fun today, it seemd to go by very quickly though...oh well, maybe tomorrow will be longer. I want a long summer, not one that whooshes by....those summers are lame.
Hope Your Parade Was Amazing,
-Jereality
Monday, July 02, 2007
Just Something Interesting
Nothing really happened today, so I thought I'd grab some pictures I got from the AOL mainscreen and show 'em to you...
There you are...Two perfectly nifty things. Personally, I like how the first actually says 'Spewing Inards'....it just makes me giggle....
Hope Your Inards Remain Inside,
-Jereality
There you are...Two perfectly nifty things. Personally, I like how the first actually says 'Spewing Inards'....it just makes me giggle....
Hope Your Inards Remain Inside,
-Jereality
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Dear Galinda, You Are Just To Good...
Ah, Wicked, listen to it long enough, you start to like it a lot. thanks a heap, Onyx, I now enjoy the music. To the point I was singing What Is This Feeling when I woke up this morning. That and some song called 'Bella Note`'...which, in my dream was the song sang in Lady And The Tramp...I don't know if it really is, but it seemed to work out well, because on the third floor of my Education Station, the grand-piano they had managed to get up the stairwell and the other senior students who were doing this for their graduation, seemed to agree.
And there I was, sitting on a stool, behind a podium, listening to them play and singing along. After the song, a student I avoided my entire career thus far in that building...because, well, he frightened me...he thanked me, gave me a hug and kissed my cheek...then we played patty cake and he left. It was bizarre. Then there was a large confrence scene, the lighting went from bright to dull and back to bright again as the dream progressed, but it was mostly dull during the meeting part, where Onyx and I spoke about REBEL, an anti-tobacco organization, how it benefitted this very blog. Which, in fact, it doesn't...I don't know how my mind worked that one out. Oh well, strange dream.
And onto other news, I watched The Grudge last night with Father and Sibling. It was good, I had already scene more than half of it on TNT or one of those stations though, so I knew how it ended. That little boy though, the one that makes cat sounds, still scares the crap out of me. In fact, my silly mind as the little urchin sitting right under my computer table right now. So, I won't be looking under there for a while...for I am afraid of my irrational fear. Yay me!
So, I'm going to give you something that I haven't in a very long time...at least, I don't remember giving you one of these in a very long time. I could be very wrong, but I'm sure you'll all enjoy it either way. A Quote of the day! Brought to you from...well, Last Night....^_6
Quote Of Last Night
[Sibling and I are doing the Dishes-Cleaning up after Dinner and The Grudge-Around 10 o'clock]
Sibling:Y'know, how the woman came down the stairs...
Me:The one in the bag?
Sibling:Yeah, her hair was wet.
Me: (O_o)
Sibling:Their hair is always wet. Someone's dead in a horror film, they're tall, skinny pale people with stringy black wet hair. No matter where they died.
Me: Uh huh... -notices the connection-
Sibling:The kind of face when you see when you walk passed a mirror. All pale...
Me:-smiles-
Sibling:No, not you.
Me:-shrugs- So, you're saying, if they died in the Sahara, they'd haunt you and be wet?
Sibling:-laughter- Yes. Yes I am.
Good times. I looked under my desk. There was nothing there. Shocker, right? All right, I'll talk to you all later.
Keep Your Horror Hair Dry,
-Jereality
And there I was, sitting on a stool, behind a podium, listening to them play and singing along. After the song, a student I avoided my entire career thus far in that building...because, well, he frightened me...he thanked me, gave me a hug and kissed my cheek...then we played patty cake and he left. It was bizarre. Then there was a large confrence scene, the lighting went from bright to dull and back to bright again as the dream progressed, but it was mostly dull during the meeting part, where Onyx and I spoke about REBEL, an anti-tobacco organization, how it benefitted this very blog. Which, in fact, it doesn't...I don't know how my mind worked that one out. Oh well, strange dream.
And onto other news, I watched The Grudge last night with Father and Sibling. It was good, I had already scene more than half of it on TNT or one of those stations though, so I knew how it ended. That little boy though, the one that makes cat sounds, still scares the crap out of me. In fact, my silly mind as the little urchin sitting right under my computer table right now. So, I won't be looking under there for a while...for I am afraid of my irrational fear. Yay me!
So, I'm going to give you something that I haven't in a very long time...at least, I don't remember giving you one of these in a very long time. I could be very wrong, but I'm sure you'll all enjoy it either way. A Quote of the day! Brought to you from...well, Last Night....^_6
[Sibling and I are doing the Dishes-Cleaning up after Dinner and The Grudge-Around 10 o'clock]
Sibling:Y'know, how the woman came down the stairs...
Me:The one in the bag?
Sibling:Yeah, her hair was wet.
Me: (O_o)
Sibling:Their hair is always wet. Someone's dead in a horror film, they're tall, skinny pale people with stringy black wet hair. No matter where they died.
Me: Uh huh... -notices the connection-
Sibling:The kind of face when you see when you walk passed a mirror. All pale...
Me:-smiles-
Sibling:No, not you.
Me:-shrugs- So, you're saying, if they died in the Sahara, they'd haunt you and be wet?
Sibling:-laughter- Yes. Yes I am.
Good times. I looked under my desk. There was nothing there. Shocker, right? All right, I'll talk to you all later.
Keep Your Horror Hair Dry,
-Jereality
Thursday, June 28, 2007
The Nightmare.
Yesterday started out wonderfully. I woke up early, got ready for a pool party, went to the pool party and had a blast with all of my friends. After that, I went home and walked to the nearest FYE store and bought the new 'The Used' CD, a game for Sibling (Ratatouille...or something like that...she beat it already), and the Special Edition of Titanic. Well, I watched thirty-five minutes of it before I had to go to dinner. It was alright...then I went to Onyx's house. It's always a blast there. We cleaned up a bit, talked..argued, rather about economics - I read, Onyx did the talking - and that went on for about an hour or so. Fun and games since I had gotten there.
Then, at 2-ish am, it was bed time. Sleep started out well...
Then I had the worst nightmare of my life.
It wasn't a nightmare in the sense I was frightened, but it was no dream either. I can assure you of that.
It starts out, my entire family - Mother, Father, Sibling and I - all aboard the Titanic, everything is white and clean...everyone is laughing and Father turns to me and hands me this little blue and white china dollhouse stove. It was beautiful, and only about three inches by four inches. He said it was his Grandmother's, and that he wanted me to have it. There was so much joy in his eyes...he's one of those people that knows everyone, and when he's happy, everyone's happy. When he's sad, everyone else is sad. He's just got one of those personalities, which, happened to transfer over into my dream.
A box of other little china figures were on the floor where I sat, a box with a crank sitting beside it. So, I put the little stove Father had given to me on the box with the crank. I stood up for a moment, then turned around and watched the little stove sink like quicksand into the box. I opened the little drawer, and saw the stove in puzzle pieces. Father stared at me, a frown on his lips, 'it's okay', he had said, 'we can just put it back together.' It barely brought a smile to my face, but I closed the little drawer anyway, a grinding sound coming to my ears. I opened the drawer again, and the pieces were gone. Another drawer had appeared under that one, so I opened it, hoping to see the little stove. There was nothing there except the little iron burners that had been on top. My little gift, Father's Grandmother's little China stove was gone.
The scene then changed drastically. Mother, Sibling and I are on the ground, in a patio type area. Not one of those little patios, with the tent covering, and a stone floor, no. The side of the house was bright white, there was no covering, and the ground was cement. But it was gigantic, gorgeous and all pure white.
Mother was humming softly to herself as she individually wrapped oatmeal cookies on sticks - like a lollypop cookie... - and tied the little baggies with bright red ribbons, so the plastic would stay on. She took one, and handed it to me, no smile on her porcelain looking face. She was my Mother, I knew it, but she seemed like a villain from a Disney movie. tall, thin, dark hair, white face and dark red lips. Keeping along with the white theme, she was wearing a white dress, a black fishnet looking corset around her waist. Sibling was by her side, a slight, sinister grin on her face.
'Give your Father the cookie,' Mother told me. I smiled and nodding, knowing exactly what it was, so caught up in the moment as I ran up the stone stairs and into the Master bedroom. There was Father asleep in the huge white four poster bed. He woke up when I came in and ran to the drawer to rip off the plastic coverings, leaving it, the ribbon and a few crumbs on the wooden surface before I ran to him. 'I made you a cookie, Dad!' I shouted, a smile on my face as I handed it to him. He smiled, and kissed my forehead, taking the cookie from me and eating it. The words rang through my head as I watched a look of disappointment fill his light blue eyes.
Mind you, my brain remembers every single detail about my Father and sticks them right in this dream, as if it were reality.
'Feeling choked up?' my Mother asked, her arms were crossed over her chest as she stood at the foot of the bed, Sibling standing right beside her, looking almost identical. Father looked at me, tears coming to my eyes as I looked from the wrapper on the table, to the bits of crumbs on the bed, Father's eyes welling up as he died.
I knew what I was doing. I knew what it was. I poisoned him. 'I made you a cooke. I did...'
That was probably the first time I've ever woken up crying. I woke up at 5:25 am, and stayed awake until 7:13, unable to go to sleep, Father's disappointed eyes looking straight at me. No matter what I did, I couldn't shake the nightmare. I went downstairs quietly, got a drink, wet my face, and went back to Onyx's room. Everything I thought of seemed to link directly back to memories of my life with my Dad. Which made me cry again. I don't know how I got to sleep again...but I did until eleven.
It all seemed so real, the wave of shock that ran through my nightmare self, the fear, the pain of killing my own Father...I couldn't believe it. Why would I even dream up that? God knows I love that man with all my heart...why would I kill him? I don't understand it.
And it wasn't like I could goo walk to his room, and wake him up to talk with him or anything...I wasn't at home. Worst sleep ever. The worst. Made me understand how mortal people are...and that understanding hurts.
Sweet Dreams,
-Jereality
Then, at 2-ish am, it was bed time. Sleep started out well...
Then I had the worst nightmare of my life.
It wasn't a nightmare in the sense I was frightened, but it was no dream either. I can assure you of that.
It starts out, my entire family - Mother, Father, Sibling and I - all aboard the Titanic, everything is white and clean...everyone is laughing and Father turns to me and hands me this little blue and white china dollhouse stove. It was beautiful, and only about three inches by four inches. He said it was his Grandmother's, and that he wanted me to have it. There was so much joy in his eyes...he's one of those people that knows everyone, and when he's happy, everyone's happy. When he's sad, everyone else is sad. He's just got one of those personalities, which, happened to transfer over into my dream.
A box of other little china figures were on the floor where I sat, a box with a crank sitting beside it. So, I put the little stove Father had given to me on the box with the crank. I stood up for a moment, then turned around and watched the little stove sink like quicksand into the box. I opened the little drawer, and saw the stove in puzzle pieces. Father stared at me, a frown on his lips, 'it's okay', he had said, 'we can just put it back together.' It barely brought a smile to my face, but I closed the little drawer anyway, a grinding sound coming to my ears. I opened the drawer again, and the pieces were gone. Another drawer had appeared under that one, so I opened it, hoping to see the little stove. There was nothing there except the little iron burners that had been on top. My little gift, Father's Grandmother's little China stove was gone.
The scene then changed drastically. Mother, Sibling and I are on the ground, in a patio type area. Not one of those little patios, with the tent covering, and a stone floor, no. The side of the house was bright white, there was no covering, and the ground was cement. But it was gigantic, gorgeous and all pure white.
Mother was humming softly to herself as she individually wrapped oatmeal cookies on sticks - like a lollypop cookie... - and tied the little baggies with bright red ribbons, so the plastic would stay on. She took one, and handed it to me, no smile on her porcelain looking face. She was my Mother, I knew it, but she seemed like a villain from a Disney movie. tall, thin, dark hair, white face and dark red lips. Keeping along with the white theme, she was wearing a white dress, a black fishnet looking corset around her waist. Sibling was by her side, a slight, sinister grin on her face.
'Give your Father the cookie,' Mother told me. I smiled and nodding, knowing exactly what it was, so caught up in the moment as I ran up the stone stairs and into the Master bedroom. There was Father asleep in the huge white four poster bed. He woke up when I came in and ran to the drawer to rip off the plastic coverings, leaving it, the ribbon and a few crumbs on the wooden surface before I ran to him. 'I made you a cookie, Dad!' I shouted, a smile on my face as I handed it to him. He smiled, and kissed my forehead, taking the cookie from me and eating it. The words rang through my head as I watched a look of disappointment fill his light blue eyes.
Mind you, my brain remembers every single detail about my Father and sticks them right in this dream, as if it were reality.
'Feeling choked up?' my Mother asked, her arms were crossed over her chest as she stood at the foot of the bed, Sibling standing right beside her, looking almost identical. Father looked at me, tears coming to my eyes as I looked from the wrapper on the table, to the bits of crumbs on the bed, Father's eyes welling up as he died.
I knew what I was doing. I knew what it was. I poisoned him. 'I made you a cooke. I did...'
That was probably the first time I've ever woken up crying. I woke up at 5:25 am, and stayed awake until 7:13, unable to go to sleep, Father's disappointed eyes looking straight at me. No matter what I did, I couldn't shake the nightmare. I went downstairs quietly, got a drink, wet my face, and went back to Onyx's room. Everything I thought of seemed to link directly back to memories of my life with my Dad. Which made me cry again. I don't know how I got to sleep again...but I did until eleven.
It all seemed so real, the wave of shock that ran through my nightmare self, the fear, the pain of killing my own Father...I couldn't believe it. Why would I even dream up that? God knows I love that man with all my heart...why would I kill him? I don't understand it.
And it wasn't like I could goo walk to his room, and wake him up to talk with him or anything...I wasn't at home. Worst sleep ever. The worst. Made me understand how mortal people are...and that understanding hurts.
Sweet Dreams,
-Jereality
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
The Equation
What do you get when you've got two bored people, one who is willing to get messy, the other a culinary enthusiast, a Mother who will supervise whatever crazy schemes the two may think up, a marble slab and a stove full of possibilities?
Well, you get a mess is what you get. Around four o'clock, Sibling and I decided we were bored, though, I didn't want to do anything, while she, on the other hand, complained on the steps that she wanted to 'make the, y'know, sugar stuff.' Mother and I looked at each other from our respective lounge spots, 'taffy?', we had proposed. 'No! The...where you just pour it out and it comes in strings? You know! The sugar!'
Needless to say, we had no inkling of what she was talking about, so we pushed the taffy theory until she believed that is what she wanted. So, she took off, to my room, which was a shock to me when I entered, computer already on and logged onto my name...Anyway, she ran down stairs, flailing a paper in my face, saying 'jereality! Jereality! Make this with me! It'll be an adventure. We're going on an adventure, Charlie!* An adventure!' So I sighed, and heaved myself from the wonderful couch which I had cleaned seven hours prior at the crack of dawn, and followed her into the kitchen, where, I sat myself on a chair, uninterested.
Uninterested, of course, until the goop was laying on a marble slab on our table, just calling my name. 'Go on, Jereality, pick up that spatula...fold me over, c'mon, you know you want to. I'm all sugar...So tasty...' All of a sudden, I was in the front lines, ordering my goopie sugary army of tooth decay and clogged arteries into battle! Then, Sibling and I split it evenly, and I took my half of, well...sort of liquid sort of solid corn syrup sugar water with 1 1/2 tablespoons of butter, and dyed them our respective colors. Sibling chose Green, which is odd, because her color is red, and I chose blue...because it's the best.
This is before the color, Sibling is working hard here...kneeding, or something...I dunno...
She added some peppermint flavoring to hers, as did I, and then I promptly turned my nose up at the sticky, peppermint smell of my blue goop. Then it dawned on me, Vanilla extract smells nice. So, I added a drop or two of that, and...nothing happened.
Us kneeding our...goop
No insta-charm to make the stuff taffy-life, it continued to move around like...well, glue, really. Now that I think about it. Sibling and I finally decided nothing was going to happen, so, we played in it. Boy howdy, that stuff made some awesome sounds when you slam your hands in it. Eventually, we mixed both of our blobs together to make a giant canvas. We drew all over it...tasty...
Oh the fun adventure that was, until, there was cleanup. In which case paper towells was not the best thing to use. A sponge, and some hand soap, on the other hand...works wonders. But no, seriously, we washed that sucker until it was spotless. Good thing about marble, that sticky stuff comes right off. Oh, and to let you all know, it really did taste pretty good. Mine, better than Sibling's...because I'm not a fan of that all too powerful peppermint...I'm sure it was tasty to anyone else though, I mean, if you like peppermint, and all...
And just for you, we decided to throw out a shout out to one of my most interesting past times...Complaining, whining, and mindlessly chatting to all of you. I dedicate this mass of sugar, corn syrup, butter, water, neon blue, green, peppermint and vanilla extract to you, my readers...You deserve it...Plus, it's pretty cool, I think. Sibling wrote the 'JER' part, I did the 'EALITY' part....and almost ran out of goop for the 'Y'....no biggie...you can still sort of see it. We both stuck our hands in the pictures, but you can barely see my finger tips...Sibling, on the other hand is in the photo...Yeah...Enjoy!
I Hope All Of Your Sugary Adventures Go Smoothly,
-Jereality
*Charlie, from Charlie The Unicorn Goes To Candy Mountain...Go check it out if you like funny things, and unicorns and singing candy pieces. It's lots of fun...Enjoy!
Well, you get a mess is what you get. Around four o'clock, Sibling and I decided we were bored, though, I didn't want to do anything, while she, on the other hand, complained on the steps that she wanted to 'make the, y'know, sugar stuff.' Mother and I looked at each other from our respective lounge spots, 'taffy?', we had proposed. 'No! The...where you just pour it out and it comes in strings? You know! The sugar!'
Needless to say, we had no inkling of what she was talking about, so we pushed the taffy theory until she believed that is what she wanted. So, she took off, to my room, which was a shock to me when I entered, computer already on and logged onto my name...Anyway, she ran down stairs, flailing a paper in my face, saying 'jereality! Jereality! Make this with me! It'll be an adventure. We're going on an adventure, Charlie!* An adventure!' So I sighed, and heaved myself from the wonderful couch which I had cleaned seven hours prior at the crack of dawn, and followed her into the kitchen, where, I sat myself on a chair, uninterested.
Uninterested, of course, until the goop was laying on a marble slab on our table, just calling my name. 'Go on, Jereality, pick up that spatula...fold me over, c'mon, you know you want to. I'm all sugar...So tasty...' All of a sudden, I was in the front lines, ordering my goopie sugary army of tooth decay and clogged arteries into battle! Then, Sibling and I split it evenly, and I took my half of, well...sort of liquid sort of solid corn syrup sugar water with 1 1/2 tablespoons of butter, and dyed them our respective colors. Sibling chose Green, which is odd, because her color is red, and I chose blue...because it's the best.
This is before the color, Sibling is working hard here...kneeding, or something...I dunno...She added some peppermint flavoring to hers, as did I, and then I promptly turned my nose up at the sticky, peppermint smell of my blue goop. Then it dawned on me, Vanilla extract smells nice. So, I added a drop or two of that, and...nothing happened.
Us kneeding our...goopNo insta-charm to make the stuff taffy-life, it continued to move around like...well, glue, really. Now that I think about it. Sibling and I finally decided nothing was going to happen, so, we played in it. Boy howdy, that stuff made some awesome sounds when you slam your hands in it. Eventually, we mixed both of our blobs together to make a giant canvas. We drew all over it...tasty...
Oh the fun adventure that was, until, there was cleanup. In which case paper towells was not the best thing to use. A sponge, and some hand soap, on the other hand...works wonders. But no, seriously, we washed that sucker until it was spotless. Good thing about marble, that sticky stuff comes right off. Oh, and to let you all know, it really did taste pretty good. Mine, better than Sibling's...because I'm not a fan of that all too powerful peppermint...I'm sure it was tasty to anyone else though, I mean, if you like peppermint, and all...
And just for you, we decided to throw out a shout out to one of my most interesting past times...Complaining, whining, and mindlessly chatting to all of you. I dedicate this mass of sugar, corn syrup, butter, water, neon blue, green, peppermint and vanilla extract to you, my readers...You deserve it...Plus, it's pretty cool, I think. Sibling wrote the 'JER' part, I did the 'EALITY' part....and almost ran out of goop for the 'Y'....no biggie...you can still sort of see it. We both stuck our hands in the pictures, but you can barely see my finger tips...Sibling, on the other hand is in the photo...Yeah...Enjoy!
I Hope All Of Your Sugary Adventures Go Smoothly,
-Jereality
*Charlie, from Charlie The Unicorn Goes To Candy Mountain...Go check it out if you like funny things, and unicorns and singing candy pieces. It's lots of fun...Enjoy!
Friday, June 22, 2007
A Little Bit Late...
Well, as you recall, last night's adventure led me to remain awake until the wee hours of the morning...In fact, I fell asleep to the sunrise and the birds singing their morning songs... You know how a normal person gets, like, seven to eight hours of sleep a night? I got at least ten, for I fell asleep at five and woke up at three pm. Yes, Three O'clock....the little coo-coo-clock downstairs was singing and I just laid there, in my bed, thinking to myself 'Self, you are still tired...'
On that note, I decided to go downstairs and heat up some Chinese food from last night's dinner...and top off the Root Beer that we got for free. That's what happens when you spend over fifty dollars at the Chinese food place across the way. Anyway, I cleaned the living room after that, and now I think I'm going to vaccuum my room, because everyone is awake...or gone. Which means I have free range of volume, i.e., the vaccuum. Yay me! So, that's about it...If anything interesting happens, well, I'll hop back on the computer and type it to you all.
Get Rested,
-Jereality
On that note, I decided to go downstairs and heat up some Chinese food from last night's dinner...and top off the Root Beer that we got for free. That's what happens when you spend over fifty dollars at the Chinese food place across the way. Anyway, I cleaned the living room after that, and now I think I'm going to vaccuum my room, because everyone is awake...or gone. Which means I have free range of volume, i.e., the vaccuum. Yay me! So, that's about it...If anything interesting happens, well, I'll hop back on the computer and type it to you all.
Get Rested,
-Jereality
Summer Has Begun
You heard it here - probably - last, folks! Summer has arrived, and with its weather, so have the bugs made their appearance also. Or rather, their marks... Yes'iree bob, in fact, I'll show you a picture.
See? Right there? That is what we call a mosquito bite. I usually don't get bitten, because I try to be mean, thus giving me not so sweet blood, ergo, no eating. Unfortunatly, I have been rather nice, and quiet, and pleasant...wouldn't you agree? Anywho, I got a bug bite, and I am less than thrilled.
Also, I'd like to mention that it is 2:59 am, Friday morning, and I currently want to vaccuum my bedroom. But I cannot. For the other members of my family would frown upon it...if they were awake. In other news, I think my cat has fleas, and the dog is slightly blinder than usual. Ah, the woes of Jereality...No matter, I'll get over it...Except this bug bite...and that nagging feeling you feel when there is a piece of hair on your arm and you just can't seem to get it off....Anyone have days like that? Ladies? Men? Other? You go to brush it away only to find nothing there in the first place, then feeling it again...I hate that...big time. I also hate people who nag on and on and on about stupid things, so I'm going to stop that. Right...now. Yeah, all out of my system...
Alright, I think I might do some laundry then read...or color....or watch a movie...or read and color while watching a movie...and painting my nails and eating some cereal. Or...I'll just put myself to sleep with some Dramamine...Either way, I'm a happy bug bitten person.
Keep the Repellent nearby and enjoy the heat...
-Jereality
See? Right there? That is what we call a mosquito bite. I usually don't get bitten, because I try to be mean, thus giving me not so sweet blood, ergo, no eating. Unfortunatly, I have been rather nice, and quiet, and pleasant...wouldn't you agree? Anywho, I got a bug bite, and I am less than thrilled.
Also, I'd like to mention that it is 2:59 am, Friday morning, and I currently want to vaccuum my bedroom. But I cannot. For the other members of my family would frown upon it...if they were awake. In other news, I think my cat has fleas, and the dog is slightly blinder than usual. Ah, the woes of Jereality...No matter, I'll get over it...Except this bug bite...and that nagging feeling you feel when there is a piece of hair on your arm and you just can't seem to get it off....Anyone have days like that? Ladies? Men? Other? You go to brush it away only to find nothing there in the first place, then feeling it again...I hate that...big time. I also hate people who nag on and on and on about stupid things, so I'm going to stop that. Right...now. Yeah, all out of my system...
Alright, I think I might do some laundry then read...or color....or watch a movie...or read and color while watching a movie...and painting my nails and eating some cereal. Or...I'll just put myself to sleep with some Dramamine...Either way, I'm a happy bug bitten person.
Keep the Repellent nearby and enjoy the heat...
-Jereality
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