RP LOL
I was just chatting up with Beast-mun, and this was just hilarious enough to get it posted.
[23:10] Her: POSTEDED
[23:10] Her: sorry..mental block ><
[23:10] Elaine: READIN'~
[23:11] Her: YEY
[23:11] Her: AUGH TYPO
[23:12] Elaine: LOL I DON'T SEE IT
[23:12] Elaine: O THAR
[23:13] Her: TWO TYPOS!!
[23:13] Elaine: ^^ it's okay. i remember our thread at the gaston party, and you didn't finish your 'drinking champagne' sentence. so it turned out something like 'it trickled down his throat LIKE BURNING'
[23:13] Her: ZOMG HIDES FACE
[23:13] Elaine: i was like, 'like burning'?
[23:13] Elaine: xDDD
[23:13] Her: HAHAHAHA
[23:13] Elaine: IT'S OKAY
[23:13] Her: shit u noticed
[23:13] Her: noooo it wasnt like burning
[23:13] Her: it was...
[23:15] Elaine: The bubbly liquid burned like fire down
[23:15] Elaine: xDDDD
[23:15] Her: yeah
[23:15] Her: i was about to paste that
[23:15] Her: yeah i forgot the 'his throat'
[23:16] Elaine: LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
[23:17] Elaine: we can substitute so many things in that. xDDD
[23:17] Elaine: 'his penis'
[23:17] Elaine: 'his boobs'
[23:17] Elaine: 'his man boobs'
[23:17] Her: ..............
[23:17] Her: stop it..you're making me LOL in the middle of my office
[23:17] Her: xDD
[23:17] Elaine: FIRE DOWN HIS PENIS
AND AND, I forgot that I wanted to post this too. Liz-mun at Raise the Colors wanted to apply for Esmeralda, and we wound up talking about Britney Spears and Michael Jackson.
01:27] Her: but have you seen home alone
[01:28] Her: there’s this movie poster with the ‘home alone’ kid all DDDD: and michael jackson is peeking in the window
[01:28] kimpiko: LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
[01:29] kimpiko: I SEE IT
[01:29] kimpiko: AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH
[01:29] Her: HAHAHAHAH I WAS ABOUT TO LINK YOU
[01:29] kimpiko: YOU KNOW WHAT WE SHOULD DO
[01:29] kimpiko: APPLY TO THE RP AS PETER PAN WITH MICHAEL JACKSON AS PB
[01:30] Her: THAT
[01:30] Her: IS
[01:30] Her: SO
[01:30] Her: HORRIFICALLY
[01:30] Her: LOL
[01:30] Her: OH MY GOD
[01:30] Her: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
[01:31] kimpiko: I LOVE CHILDREN AND I DONT WANT TO GROW UP WHEEEEEE
[01:32] Her: I LOVE KIDS >:D
[01:32] Her: DEAR MOMS,
[01:32] Her: SEND YOUR LITTLE TROUBLEMAKERS HERE~
[01:32] Her: I’LL TAKE GOOD CARE OF THEM
[01:33] kimpiko: OH DEAR LORD
[01:33] kimpiko: xDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
[01:33] Her: HAHAHAHAHA IT IS SO CREEPY
Dreams and Analysis
I had the oddest, oddest dream. I dreamt that a guy in my Holocaust class asked me out, and he failed the first time because I was with a friend. We were in the cafeteria getting soup and he called at me to get some special ice cream if I mentioned his name at the counter (I bought Haagen Dazs ice cream today). But nothing happened to that, and the dream SKIP SKIP SKIP to:
The second time. He sent a really, really nice letter, and I think we were in Washington DC or something. For some reason I got a hold of his diary (or something like that) and the book said something like “I want to show her Nazi Germany. Those are my flowers to a girl.”
Looking back, the entire thing was LOL, but I think in the dream I went ‘awww’. And looking back, I seem to remember whatever he wrote was kinda misogynistic, actually. Sheesh.
So I went for my counseling appointment today. Dear God, that was unpleasant. I told myself to not cry at all. I managed for the first half an hour, and then I CRIED. Christ.
Valkyrie
Whazzhername? Mylie Cyrus? Myli Cirus? My citrus? My big circus?
Whatever.
I’m both excited and apprehensive for Valkyrie. I mentioned to Julia the other day that after the masterpiece that was Der Untergang, it just doesn’t feel right if WWII films set in Germany has everyone talking in English. With Tom Cruise American, Bill Nighy and co. British, Christian Berkel and Thomas Kretschmann German, accents are going to be flying all over the place. I think that’ll be the stage for some major lulz.
Also, I’m sure they’ll be taking some liberty with the original event that occurred, so I’ll be the one in the theater yelling about the inconsistencies.
SPECIAL COLLECTOR’S LIMITED PLATINUM GOLD EDITION
The hoarder in me can’t keep my hands off stuff that says ‘COLLECTOR’S EDITION’ in big special fonts. I resisted the temptation to buy the special edition of Assassin’s Creed, but now I look back and say ‘SHIT WHY DIDN’T I BUY THAT?’ Disney also obviously likes to target gullible people like me, because every other DVD released always has a ‘collector’s edition’, and costs $15 more. The price is partly the reason why I don’t buy digital media anymore because I can always download it, you fucking money stealers *cough*.
For now, Easton Press has my heart. This is an absolute thing of beauty.
ETA: Because I don’t want to type a new entry. Dear OSU Library, how can you only have Nemesis and not Hubris? I want to read both at once!
I like my oranges peeled
Ireland debates to switch to right hand driving. YES PLEASE. ONE MORE COUNTRY TO ALIENATE AMERICA AS THE WEIRDEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD.
Went for my counseling appointment today. As usual, whenever I talk about my problems verbally, I burst into tears. It’s rather annoying.
Counselor keeps silent when he wants me to elaborate. Apparently it’s supposed to be this ’silent gap’ in which you’re supposed to feel awkward and want to fill. OHOHO I SEE WHAT YOU DID THAR.
It is awkward, for the record.
I feel kind of weird referring to the Nazis as Nazis now. I’ve now committed the full name of the NSDAP to memory (Nationalsozialistische Deutsche Arbeiterpartei - did I get it right? HA, I TOTALLY DID) and I want to refer to them as NSDAP. Or nesdepp, whatever. It doesn’t feel as lazy. =\
Random thoughts
I’ve been studying up for my Holocaust midterm, and I’ve been reviewing all the readings I’ve had. Among them was Hitler’s Mein Kampf (again), and I have a quote for you.
It doesnt even enter their heads to build up a Jewish state in Palestine for the purpose of living there; all they want is a central organization for their international world swindle, endowed with its own sovereign rights and removed from the intervention of other states: a haven for convicted scoundrels and a university for budding crooks.
I don’t know how people can say that with a straight face, honestly. Even in the 1930s, there must have been some little mechanism in the head that was going ‘HAHAHAHAHAHA’ at that.
Secondly, saying ‘I don’t know how to put it in words’ and then complaining that I argue my side too well is not a valid excuse to bitch about me. You’re just stupid.
Finally, you know that you’re reading too much Psychology when you refuse to answer the following question:
Of the two events listed here, what was most significant to the Nazi party’s rise to power: The putsch of 1923 or the passage of the Enabling Act?
You refuse to give a proper answer on the premise that the putsch and the Enabling Act have no common independent variable, and it is thus impossible to compare the effects of both in relation to each other. Everything was important to the Nazi rise to power; why are you making me choose?! Why do you have to make my life so difficult?! *cries, whines, footstomp, etc*
ETA: Also, I now equate conspiracy with paranoid schizophrenia. There is no conspiracy to keep you down, honestly.
