Sweetwaters/People-Watching

I'm in Sweetwaters now.

Something smells like cigarettes. I think it's the guy with the nose-ring sitting next to me.

There aren't very many people here, so it's hard to people-watch...

Nose-Ring Guy left. I no longer smell cigarettes. Logical conclusion: Nose-Ring Guy was the source of the smell.

I need something better than this to do.

Time to relate to you the events of rehearsal today.

We spent the first half hour sitting around, waiting for Quinn to finish making the poster. The next hour was spent like this:

Quinn came in and said that I was going to be using my video phone (Balthasar has a video phone, a'course) to call Romeo in Mantua. I think we determined that I would have a video phone and Romeo would be on his computer. I think somehow we determined that it would be awesome if we could just put me on Skype, or something. I don't remember exactly how that happened, but then we spent maybe 45 minutes going through first iChat, then Skype, then iChat again, then iMovie, then something called ooVoo trying to figure out a way to get both my face and Romeo's face on the screen the same size. (We would be projecting from someone's computer.)

We downloaded a free trial of ooVoo and we're going to be using that. The problem with that is there is this annoying ad bar at the bottom of the screen that we want to get rid of. My assignment is to figure out how much it costs.

HERE'S WHAT I FOUND:

It's something like $10 monthly to be rid of the ads. Only one person would have to buy the ooVoo Plus ($10) plan, because we're only projecting from one computer. That sounds like a good plan to me.

The other option is pay-per-use $0.10. But it looks like that's just like... Adding a third person? I can't tell if that gets rid of ads or not. It'd be really useful if it would TELL ME this... Maybe it's like, if one person pays $0.10 that person doesn't have to look at the ads for one minute? I really don't know. This is ridiculous.

Anyway, that's my research. Done.

My next job is to find out if the two ethernet plugs in the theater work at the same time. There's really no reason they shouldn't, except that one of them is marked "phone" and one of them is marked "internet". So that's strange.

I mean, to get internet you plug into the phone jack, right guys?

...Right?

Alright, I'll look into that more later.

Moving on to a completely new topic now.

Emilie Autumn is doing a show in Pontiac. She's got one VIP ticket left. No one's going to buy it any time soon because her Michigan fan base can be counted on your hands and feet. And there were 35 VIP tickets available. Everyone who wants one already has one. Except for me. >:(

Well there's one available again, because she got sick and had to move the show, and someone who bought a ticket isn't able to make the new date, so the ticket went back on sale.

The biggest reason I want to go is Captain Maggot. She's part of the back up band, The Bloody Crumpets.

I've got two words for you. Fire. Hula-hoop.

Also, four more. LOOK AT HER FACE!

The concert is Wednesday, March 16th.

The ticket is $75 and I WANT IT. I have a ride, I have the money to get it, I have the DESIRE to go. I also HAD the time, except our director is thinking of getting rid of our first weekend of performances and adding a Thursday show on the 17th, making the 16th our final dress rehearsal. Right now the schedule says we've got nothing between the 13th and the 18th.

Our change in shows is not official yet, and I told Quinn that the only thing standing between me and Captain Maggot is him, but he didn't seem too remorseful.

I know there's basically no chance I'll get to go. I asked my parents, I talked to Quinn, I talked to other authoritative figures involved with our show, I've done everything... It seems like there's no way to prevent the show change.

Still, I'm hanging on. I want to see this show so badly. I want to see the show and meet Captain Maggot and see her flaming hula-hoop and I want to try a cup of the Asylum Tea and I want a signed painting of the Plague Rat and and AND—!

So I'm hanging on. I want to go. I really really really want to go.

But hey, it looks like she goes on tour, like, every year. So I guess I'll just have to wait...

-SIGH-

Heads Up

So.

My dad took to work today the car that I usually drive, because his car doesn't have 4x4. Great, fine, good, but I have rehearsal at 12.

ASDF.

So my mom has to drive me to rehearsal, and then I have to just hang out in Sweetwaters. Until she can get me. Wheeeeefun.

So I've decided I'm going to write a blog about my experience. It could be interesting, it could be stupid.

It most likely will include people watching. But it won't be as interesting as that time a guy started rolling a cigarette right there in the coffee shop.

Seriously, he just pulled out a cigarette and started rolling it.

So this afternoon—after 2—look for my next post.

Chat Transcrips Part II: Across The Universe Reaction

Etsie Arruda: I think I'm going to watch Across The Universe
Lauren Childs: ok
Etsie Arruda: hey
Lauren Childs: hey
Etsie Arruda: solike
Etsie Arruda: I want to watch Across The Universe
Lauren Childs: you should like....do that
Etsie Arruda: yeah
Etsie Arruda: but like
Etsie Arruda: I have to put my soda into the fridge
Etsie Arruda: I'll bring the computer with me to watch the movie
Etsie Arruda: and tell you ALL ABOUT IT
Etsie Arruda: brb
Lauren Childs: wow
Lauren Childs: ok
Lauren Childs: my cat likes being by my foot
Etsie Arruda: d'aw
Etsie Arruda: SHHH IT'S STARTING
Lauren Childs: ._. k
Etsie Arruda: She's the kind of girl you want som much....
Etsie Arruda: *so much
Etsie Arruda: people who are SOOOO cute
Etsie Arruda: whatshisface
Etsie Arruda: OMG WANNA SKYPE!!
Lauren Childs: whaaat
Etsie Arruda: Whoa, the waves are newspapers
Etsie Arruda: that's neat
Lauren Childs: I'm watching himym
Etsie Arruda: oh
Lauren Childs: yay movie start
Etsie Arruda: okay
Etsie Arruda: haha
Etsie Arruda: Across The Universe
Etsie Arruda: they're...dancing
Etsie Arruda: Ooh, I like this song
Etsie Arruda: Aww it's prom
Etsie Arruda: It's youuuu
Etsie Arruda: you you youuuuuuu
Lauren Childs: prooooom
Etsie Arruda: Aw now they're in England
Etsie Arruda: and it's a rave
Etsie Arruda: hahaha
Etsie Arruda: I like
Etsie Arruda: haha the juxtaposition
Etsie Arruda: You know who's SOOOO cute?
Etsie Arruda: Whatshisface
Lauren Childs: who
Etsie Arruda: Aw, he'll be halfway around the world
Etsie Arruda: but that's okay, no one likes you
Etsie Arruda: go out with that lame guy
Etsie Arruda: see if anyone cares
Etsie Arruda: no one will
Etsie Arruda: by the way
Etsie Arruda: haha
Etsie Arruda: "Some of us are thirsty, and the pubs have been open five minutes!"
Etsie Arruda: Aww, whatsyourface
Etsie Arruda: you're so cute
Etsie Arruda: hahaha
Etsie Arruda: haha
Etsie Arruda: ha
Etsie Arruda: "I've ironed your best shirts" sounded like she said "I've ironed your best shits"
Lauren Childs: XD
Etsie Arruda: haha, she's oirish
Etsie Arruda: He's sneaking into her room
Etsie Arruda: and taking pictures from her drawr
Etsie Arruda: and looking at his dad
Etsie Arruda: aaaaand making out with his girlfriend
Etsie Arruda: Molly
Etsie Arruda: she has a name?
Etsie Arruda: Close your eyes and I'll kiss you
Etsie Arruda: tomorrow I'll miss you
Etsie Arruda: HE'S SO CUTE!!!
Etsie Arruda: SOOOOO CUTE!!
Etsie Arruda: I bet if you chase after the car, he'll come back.
Etsie Arruda: That's what I bet.
Lauren Childs: ._.
Etsie Arruda: You should try that.
Etsie Arruda: Maybe it'll work.
Etsie Arruda: OH IT'S THE LESBIAN
Etsie Arruda:
Lauren Childs: yay prudence
Etsie Arruda: Yuss.
Etsie Arruda: the people who made this movie cheated.
Etsie Arruda: "Here let's just name her Prudence, that way we can add in an extra song."
Lauren Childs: yay
Etsie Arruda: I love this scene
Etsie Arruda: she's just
Etsie Arruda: walking through the football players
Etsie Arruda: and they're like flying across the screen
Etsie Arruda: and THROWING each other
Etsie Arruda: literally
Etsie Arruda: one of the guys picks up
Etsie Arruda: and TROWS a guy across the screen
Etsie Arruda: Aw Prudence
Etsie Arruda: Aw Jude
Etsie Arruda: Ha ha he tried to get in the wrong side
Etsie Arruda: poor Jude
Etsie Arruda: AW CUTE GUY WHO ISN'T JUDE
Etsie Arruda: aww
Etsie Arruda: not a prefessor
Etsie Arruda: a janitor
Etsie Arruda: saaaaaad story
Etsie Arruda: "I believe I'm your son."
Etsie Arruda: I loooooove you, Jude
Etsie Arruda: aw poor Jude
Etsie Arruda: Aw, Juuuuude!
Etsie Arruda: are you paying any attention anymore?
Etsie Arruda: Aw, guy!!
Etsie Arruda: Is his name Max?
Etsie Arruda: You couldn't hit the barn side of a broad, man!
Etsie Arruda: "Yeah, go back inside, man!" "They're not going back in."
Etsie Arruda: He's so cuuuute!!
Etsie Arruda: I bet they're in love.
Etsie Arruda: THEY ARE IN LOVE.
Etsie Arruda: LIVERPOOL!
Etsie Arruda: It's like liver
Etsie Arruda: and pool.
Etsie Arruda: MAX
Etsie Arruda: it is Max
Etsie Arruda: IT'S THE FRIENDS SONG!!
Etsie Arruda: IIIIIII love this song
Etsie Arruda: and this scene
Etsie Arruda: Oh it's real
Etsie Arruda: I thought they were passing around an imaginary joint.
Lauren Childs: yeahhhh
Etsie Arruda: They're playing golf on his head!!
Etsie Arruda: I love Max!!
Etsie Arruda: He's so silly
Etsie Arruda: and so CUUUUTUE
Etsie Arruda: *cuuuuute
Etsie Arruda: with caps lock on
Etsie Arruda: they all fall asleep on the couch.
Etsie Arruda: Like
Etsie Arruda: there are three of them, on one couch.
Etsie Arruda: Ha ha ha he's gonna DIE, bitch!!
Lauren Childs: ._.
Etsie Arruda: Lucy just got the letter from her boyfriend
Etsie Arruda: and right at the end of this song he dies.
Etsie Arruda: Have you seen this movie?
Etsie Arruda: okay maybe not the end of this song
Etsie Arruda: Aw, they're like, friends
Etsie Arruda: "When did Emily get tits?"
Etsie Arruda: Aw Max
Etsie Arruda: so cute
Etsie Arruda: Is that fashionable?
Etsie Arruda: your lack of haircut?
Etsie Arruda: Oh, family argument
Etsie Arruda: hee hee, he said "doo-doo"
Etsie Arruda: poor jude
Etsie Arruda: he's all
Etsie Arruda: British
Etsie Arruda: haha
Etsie Arruda: "Just a bun in the oven"
Etsie Arruda: Juuuuuuuude is so pretty
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Etsie Arruda: hahaha
Etsie Arruda: "You've never heard of braces?" "We use 'em to hold out trousers up."
Changed status to Online (8:28:39 PM)
Etsie Arruda: BOWLING ALLEY
Changed status to Offline (8:29:00 PM)
Etsie Arruda: haha he's galling down the bowling alley
Changed status to Online (8:29:35 PM)
Lauren Childs: heehee
Etsie Arruda: hahaha
Etsie Arruda: I love Max
Lauren Childs: me too
Etsie Arruda: Man, If I tried sliding down the bowling lane, I'd get my ass shot.
Etsie Arruda: with a gun.
Etsie Arruda: NEW YORK!!!
Etsie Arruda: MAX YOU ARE SO PRETTY
Lauren Childs: XD
Etsie Arruda: with your face
Etsie Arruda: and your prettyness
Etsie Arruda: and your FACE
Etsie Arruda: SADIE
Etsie Arruda: I LOVE HER
Etsie Arruda: HI SADIE
Etsie Arruda: hahaha there's no mirror
Etsie Arruda: HAHA AS SOON AS SHE WALKS AWAY they're like "SHE IS HOOOOOOOT!!"
Etsie Arruda: okay NOW her boyfriend died.
Etsie Arruda: he's all died.
Etsie Arruda: OOH BLACK PEOPLE!
Etsie Arruda: in Detroit
Etsie Arruda: man I'm already crying
Lauren Childs: aw
Etsie Arruda: you've seen this movie, right?
Lauren Childs: yes
Etsie Arruda: Yeah so in Let It Be
Etsie Arruda: as soon as you see the black kid
Etsie Arruda: he hadn't even died yet
Etsie Arruda: but as soon as you see him
Etsie Arruda: I was just bawling
Etsie Arruda: okay all better
Etsie Arruda: Now it's come together
Lauren Childs: lovely
Etsie Arruda: and the homeless guy is singing
Etsie Arruda: hee hee
Etsie Arruda: well not yet
Etsie Arruda: but he will--noooww he his
Etsie Arruda: *is
Etsie Arruda: hahahaha he's homeless
Etsie Arruda: ooooh, he's black.
Etsie Arruda: and like
Etsie Arruda: hot
Etsie Arruda: or...something?
Etsie Arruda: either they're making fun of him
Etsie Arruda: or they think he's hot
Etsie Arruda: I think they're making fun of him.
Etsie Arruda: New York is not nearly as choreographed as that
Etsie Arruda: Jede's drawing a spiral
Etsie Arruda: LOOK MORE HOMELESS GUYS
Etsie Arruda: was that Max?
Etsie Arruda: Driving that taxi?
Etsie Arruda: I think not.
Etsie Arruda: Her look, Sadie
Etsie Arruda: *hey
Etsie Arruda: she likes it.
Etsie Arruda: Jude's an artist
Etsie Arruda: THEY ARE HOOKERS.
Etsie Arruda: Aw, he's so cute!
Etsie Arruda: Aw, he's so cute, too
Etsie Arruda: Jojo?
Etsie Arruda: Hey it's Prudence
Etsie Arruda: she came in through the bathroom window
Etsie Arruda: get it?
Etsie Arruda: Beatles lyrics.
Lauren Childs: ohyeah
Lauren Childs: i get it
Etsie Arruda: He punched her in the eye.
Etsie Arruda: MAX
Etsie Arruda: Lucy
Etsie Arruda: =]
Etsie Arruda: haha you are so right Mrs. Lucy's Mom.
Etsie Arruda: Why don't we do it in the road!!
Etsie Arruda: haha Lucy's like "...yyyyyeah."
Etsie Arruda: who's...that guy?
Etsie Arruda: who are you, creep?
Etsie Arruda: Aw Juuude
Etsie Arruda: He's like John Lennon
Etsie Arruda: also he doesn't exist...
Etsie Arruda: he doesn't have a visa...
Etsie Arruda: SMACK HIM
Etsie Arruda: oh
Etsie Arruda: or not
Etsie Arruda: okay
Etsie Arruda: oh nooooo
Etsie Arruda: a letter came for Max...
Etsie Arruda: OH NO!!!
Etsie Arruda: saaad story
Etsie Arruda: peas looks like blood?
Etsie Arruda: cotton balls...
Etsie Arruda: ?
Etsie Arruda: okay
Etsie Arruda: Poor Max.
Etsie Arruda: CUTE JUDE
Etsie Arruda: Lucy, go home.
Etsie Arruda: I want Jude.
Etsie Arruda: You can have Max
Etsie Arruda: wait, Max is her brother.
Lauren Childs: eww
Etsie Arruda: haha
Etsie Arruda: okay okay I'll take Max
Etsie Arruda: OH HE'S DRAWING HER
Etsie Arruda: this is so cute
Etsie Arruda: "I just want to get your eyes right"
Etsie Arruda: RUN Jude
Etsie Arruda: now make out with her
Etsie Arruda: Aw, fall in love with him, Lucy
Etsie Arruda: shut up
Etsie Arruda: don't sing this dumb song
Etsie Arruda: just fall in love with him.
Etsie Arruda: who is that?
Etsie Arruda: why is he kissing her?
Etsie Arruda: what the hell?
Etsie Arruda: STOP SINGING.
Etsie Arruda: Aw, she fell in love with him.
Etsie Arruda: HAHA Max
Lauren Childs: ._.
Etsie Arruda: aw, Max
Etsie Arruda: so Jude and Lucy slept together
Etsie Arruda: and he's like "wtf, guys? w...t...f?"
Etsie Arruda: HE IS SO CUTE!!
Etsie Arruda: HE'S NEKKED
Etsie Arruda: that guys is fat
Etsie Arruda: those guys have CHINS
Etsie Arruda: and like
Etsie Arruda: NOSES
Etsie Arruda: PENIS.
Etsie Arruda: awwww, Max
Lauren Childs: I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT SANDWICHES SMELL LIKE
Etsie Arruda: HAHAHA
Etsie Arruda: YESSS
Lauren Childs: XD
Etsie Arruda: Go Marshall
Etsie Arruda:
Etsie Arruda: "I'm a cross-dressing homosexual pacifist with a spot on my lung."
Etsie Arruda: aw, Prudence
Etsie Arruda: poor lesbian
Etsie Arruda: I'd date you
Etsie Arruda: aw Max
Etsie Arruda: so cute
Etsie Arruda: haha she locked herself in the closet
Etsie Arruda: "It's Prudence. I think she's hung up on me."
Etsie Arruda: Aw, Prudence
Etsie Arruda: SING JUDE
Etsie Arruda: SIIIING
Etsie Arruda: oh
Etsie Arruda: it's Lucy now
Etsie Arruda: aww, all three of them
Etsie Arruda: now Max
Etsie Arruda: Max = SO CUTE
Etsie Arruda: aw, peace walks
Etsie Arruda: aw, MAAAAX
Etsie Arruda: haha, it's 'nam
Etsie Arruda: Aw, Max
Etsie Arruda: aw Max
Etsie Arruda: he's so cute
Etsie Arruda: Ew Sadie don't wear that
Etsie Arruda: Max PLEASE take your shirt all the way off
Etsie Arruda: AAAAALLLL THE WAY OFF
Etsie Arruda: Oh he's a label record owner thing dude.
Etsie Arruda: IT'S THE WALRUS GUY!!
Etsie Arruda: Don't drink the punch
Etsie Arruda: it's spiked, you dumbasses
Etsie Arruda: Max = HAWT
Etsie Arruda: guys, it's LSD
Etsie Arruda: DR. ROBERT!
Etsie Arruda: I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
Etsie Arruda: siiiiiiiiing please
Etsie Arruda: I love you
Etsie Arruda: SIIING
Etsie Arruda: sing!!
Etsie Arruda: YES
Etsie Arruda: that bed is made of bubble.
Etsie Arruda: it's like
Etsie Arruda: plastic
Etsie Arruda: They are ALL high
Etsie Arruda: they are AAAAAAAAALL high.
Etsie Arruda: they are all so, so high.
Etsie Arruda: and now where the fuck ARE they?
Etsie Arruda: I love this guy.
Etsie Arruda: Aw
Etsie Arruda: Ha ha
Etsie Arruda: take some of them to California
Etsie Arruda: and screw the rest.
Etsie Arruda: hey, Prudence!
Etsie Arruda: it's THAT guy
Etsie Arruda: are they STILL high?
Etsie Arruda: I guess...not?
Etsie Arruda: Those are just costumes
Etsie Arruda: Oh THIS guy!!
Etsie Arruda: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Etsie Arruda: I LOVE THIS GUY!!
Etsie Arruda: man that's creepy
Etsie Arruda: IT'S PRUDENCE
Etsie Arruda: hahaha
Etsie Arruda: this guy
Etsie Arruda: cracks me up
Etsie Arruda: Ooh, the under water makeout scene
Etsie Arruda: OH NO MAX
Etsie Arruda: Aw, Jude
Lauren Childs: are you just making comments?
Etsie Arruda: yeah
Etsie Arruda: I figured you had stopped paying attention a lond time ago
Etsie Arruda: *long
Etsie Arruda: BEWBS
Etsie Arruda: WHY ARE GUYS SO HOT WHEN THEY SMOKE?
Etsie Arruda: "You didn't get my left nipple right."
Etsie Arruda: SHE'S NEKKED.
Etsie Arruda: aw
Etsie Arruda: Jude
Etsie Arruda: that's so sad
Etsie Arruda: yeah you DRAW that apple, Jude
Etsie Arruda: Aw JUUUDE
Etsie Arruda: dude, he's got drawings like
Etsie Arruda: on the ceiling
Etsie Arruda: IT'S THE STRAWBERRY PART
Etsie Arruda: it's MAX
Etsie Arruda: Max...
Etsie Arruda: just got like
Etsie Arruda: shot
Etsie Arruda: Yeah Jude, you throw those strawberries
Etsie Arruda: Lydia Bond says she could come to a sleep over
Etsie Arruda: OH NO SHE LEFT!!
Etsie Arruda: Awfuck
Etsie Arruda: are you still there?
Etsie Arruda: Hello?
Changed status to Offline (10:00:58 PM)
Changed status to Online (10:01:29 PM)
Etsie Arruda: Did I kill you with my conversation?
Etsie Arruda: "conversation"
Etsie Arruda: I love Max.
Etsie Arruda: movie's over
Etsie Arruda: brb
Etsie Arruda: Hallo
Etsie Arruda: you there?
Etsie Arruda: or are you ignoring me?
Lauren Childs: I am there
Etsie Arruda: ohi
Etsie Arruda: Movie's over
Lauren Childs: yay

Chat Transcrips

I'm looking for something I did with my friend Lauren in my chat transcripts. I was watching Across The Universe with my computer open, and I started writing down my reactions to the movie. I want to find that and post it here, so I started looking through my chat transcripts.

I went back as far as the transcript goes and started scrolling through all of them, to see if I can find something that resembles me monologuing.

While I was scrolling through one chat, I found this:

Etsie Arruda: THERE IS A VERY CUTE BOY IN THE SHOW.
Lauren Childs: I don't...
Lauren Childs: what?
Etsie Arruda: he is cute
Etsie Arruda: in Pride and Prejudice
Lauren Childs: is he darcy?
Etsie Arruda: he should be
Etsie Arruda: but I don't konw
Etsie Arruda: *know
Etsie Arruda: he'd make a good Bingley, too, but only if I get to be Jane...
Etsie Arruda: JUST SAYIN.
Lauren Childs: oh
Etsie Arruda: lol
Lauren Childs: teehee
Etsie Arruda: hahaha
Etsie Arruda: his name's Eli
Lauren Childs: fabulous

That's from three hundred and sixty-four days ago. One year old, tomorrow.

Isn't it fabulous?

Day Two: A Post About The Person You Have Been Closest With The Longest

First of all, I lied. I'm not going to catch up if I get behind. I'll just do thirty prompted posts whenever I feel like I've got enough time to do a post.

This shit is HARD, okay?

Alright, now to the post.

This prompt is difficult. I mean, it'd be easy if it said closest with for a long time, or close with for the longest time, but it says closest with for the longest time. That means most close and most long. Which is completely unfair, because who I'm closest with changes from time to time. For the sake of argument, let's say "closest" means you rate your closeness with people, and whoever is on top is the closest. Those rankings could change from time to time. So if we add up all the amount of time each of my acquaintances has spent on the top of that list, my friend Lily may have spent longer cumulatively up there than my friend Nicole has.

Now let's say that "close" refers to the top five people. Now, when Nicole's not right at the top, she's usually at least in the top five still. However when Lily's not at the top it's usually because she's done something that made me mad, dropping her probably into the bottom ten. Therefore, even when Nicole's not the closest, she's been close for longest.

Now that we've gotten that out of the way, I have to write this post.

And since I still haven't decided who I'm supposed to talk about in this post, I'll just briefly mention them both.

Nicole's my sister, and since she went to college three years ago (this is her fourth year) we have gotten really close. (Ironic that the farther away she is, the closer we are?) Sheeeee's a G. That's about it. I luh her.

Lily's my across-the-street-and-down-one-house neighbor. She's also pretty great, but I don't get to see her all that much anymore since we go to different schools and she's usually up north on the weekends. We do some really dumb things. Like, really dumb.

So that's...them...

This was a lame post, I'm sorry, I'll do better with the next one (hopefully) I promise (maybe).

Day One: A Post About Yourself With Five Facts

The Facebook version of this is a picture of yourself with ten facts, and the ten facts usually go in the caption of the photo. I'm only doing five so that I can go a little more in-depth with the facts and not have the post be ridiculously long.

Here we go!

1. My face is dented.

Look back at the pictures of me on this blog. Find one where I'm smiling, and look at the right side of my face. My right, not your right. You see that dimple? Cute, right? Now look at the right side of my smile, compared to the left. See how the right side doesn't go up as high? Not cute, right? The right side of my smile is also a little more stretched/thin. Just sayin'.

Here's the story, as best as I know:

When I was three, my mom went out of town for a while. At this point I had an eight-year-old sister, who was pretty responsible, but probably not around. I also had a father, who was—and is—very responsible. I imagine at this point in the story that my dad was sitting in a lawn chair reading a book or something, but he very well could have been inside doing something or other. Either way, he was not supervising me as well as he could have been.

We've got a play-structure in my back yard. It's got a ladder and a slide, and also some swings. I was apparently climbing up the ladder and going down the slide. That's how my dad described my activity. Climbing up the ladder and going down the slide. Well apparently I fell through the rungs of the ladder.

I don't know if my face hit a rung, the wooden base of the structure, or a rock on the ground. All I know is that I hit my face.

Now, my dad must have felt horrible. It wasn't entirely his fault, really. I mean, no parent is ever as careful with the second child as they are with the first.

Anyway, because of the incident I've got a dimple on the right side of my face, and because of the dimple my smile is crooked and one side is thinner than the other.

My face is dented.

I just realized that maybe there's not a picture of me smiling, and I'm too lazy to check, so I got this for you:

Wow, look at that, my left eye is all squinty. I blame that on the dent too. If my right side went up higher, the right eye would be squinty too, and then it wouldn't look so weird, because both eyes would be squinty instead of just the one.

2. I make soda.
2b. I say "soda", not "pop", and am the only one in all of Michigan to do so. 'Cept my family.

But back to the main point—I make soda.

Eh, relatively uninteresting compared to the face-dent story, but what do you expect from me? That's my golden nugget. It's all I've got.

I've made cream soda and root beer so far. The cream soda was spectacular, the root beer was so-so. Today I brewed another batch of cream soda, and a batch of ginger beer. I'll know in about a week how they turned out.

3. I've got a boyfriend.

I mean, you all know this about me, but it's still an important fact worth including. More important than my soda fact.

He's a sweetheart, and an amazing actor, plus also he's HAWT, so that's a plus. He's really everything I could have wished for. He doesn't expect much from me because I'm his first girlfriend; he doesn't know how these things work. We don't see each other much, but that's better than seeing him all the time. If I see him too much, some things about him could start to annoy me, but this way, I love everything about him.

4. I have a film camera which I use often enough.

I got it for my sixteenth birthday, but for a couple of months before that I used my dad's camera. I also develop my own photos at school. I can only develop black and white photos there, because those are just the chemicals they have at school. Probably B&W is cheaper. But hey, if I felt like taking some color pictures I could just drop them off at CVS and have all of them developed, instead of only developing three or four off a roll because I have to buy my own paper and it's kind of expensive. Not to mention it takes time.

First, to develop the film itself, you have to roll it up on a reel in a black bag, which takes about 5-7 minutes. Then the actual process of developing the film takes about 15 minutes. Seven and a half for the developer, thirty seconds for the stop bath, and 5-7 minutes for the fix. Those extra two minutes are thrown in BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE IT OKAY, gawd.

Then to do a photo, it's about three minutes getting the focus right, (two to three seconds of exposure) then five minutes of developer, thirty seconds of the stop-bath, ten minutes of the fix, and ten minutes in the wash. Once you put it in the stop-bath you can start on another photo, and the same thing with the wash.

5. I'm bisexual.

Don't know if you guys know this. I mean, okay, you guys, my five followers, all know this. But youuuuuu guyyyyys *gestures vaguely*, the general internet, may not. I don't know if it's been mentioned on my blog yet. But now it has, so now youuuuuu know.

Just so you have an idea of my tastes:

Hot:

Hot:

Not:

(I'll give you a hint. It's not because she's black.)

Not:

(I'll give you a hint. It's not because he's got a tool-y hat.)

30 Days Challenge

So this post has two meanings. Meaning one is simple; I've got a picture to show you from the 30 Days Challenge on Facebook.

Meaning two is a little more complex, so I'll get to that when the time comes.

So, first is first. There's a "challenge" going around on Facebook where you have to post a picture meeting certain criteria every day for thirty days. Some examples:

Day One: Post a picture of yourself with ten facts.
Day Six: Post a picture of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day.
Day Eight: Post a picture that makes you laugh.

I just posted Day Seven: A picture of your most treasured item—one of the little Audrey Two pods from Little Shop of Horrors:

I was looking ahead, trying to see if I could get some of the pictures cued up for the next couple of days so I didn't have to go hunting, when I came upon Day Thirteen. Day Thirteen says "Post a picture of your favorite band or artist."

Well, okay, sure, that's simple. The problem is I've got two—Green Day and My Chemical Romance. For those of you who don't know much about either or both of those bands, they're sort of similar musicians, but My Chemical Romance is a little darker, writing about sadder subject matter (like in Skylines and Turnstiles) and I guess Green Day tends to be a little more angsty, making up "perfect characters" (like Christian and Gloria, the main characters in 21st Century Breakdown).

Anyway, somehow I've gotten it into my head that the two bands hate each other. I do this a lot. I just decide that famous people hate each other. Like Emilie Autumn and Lady Gaga. They totally have issues with each other. And, like, Johnny Depp can't stand anything by Taylor Swift. It's just this thing I do... Like, there's some kind of rivalry that I just decide exists. Maybe Billie-Joe Armstrong and Gerard Way were, like, dating or something, and then when Billie-Joe met his wife-to-be he was like "LATA SUKKA" and now Gerard's all like "wow, what a tool" so he goes and starts messing around with Mike and then somehow Billie-Joe finds out and...

Uhhh, you get the point.

So I'm looking at Day Thirteen, and I figured that I was going to have to stick two pictures together and just deal with the fact that it looks shoddy, half-assed and lame. Then I thought about the powers of the internet, and that maybe, just maybe...

Here was my actual thought-process:

"Man, I'm going to have to stick two photos together for this to work, and it's going to look shoddy, half-assed and lame, but I'll have to suck it up because there's no way for me to find a picture of the two...bands...together...GOOGLE IMAGES!"

Here are my results:

Page one—There are some fan art slashes of Gerard and Billie-Joe, but I don't think that counts. Besides, I'm looking for the whole band.

Page two—Some more fan art, what looks like puppets or something weird like that, and a random picture of a girl. Nope. Next page.

That's the first line of results in page three. The third picture in is definitely a picture of Billie-Joe hugging Frank Iero, which is as good as I could have hoped for. I thought I had hit the jackpot. Then I looked at the next line:

Fourth picture in. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... Eight people in that picture... That would account for everyone—Gerard, Frank, Mikey, Ray, Bob, Mike, Billie-Joe, and Tré... But it can't be...

But it is. It's a picture of Green Day and My Chemical Romance posing together at the Grammys.

Also P.S., Gerard's wearing an American Idiot shirt.

So yeah, I'm really proud of this discovery. It's pretty excellent.

Now we come to part two of this post. I've decided that I'm going to be doing a 30 Days Challenge on this blog. I won't be posting pictures—that's not what a blog is for. I'll be writing a post about the criteria for each day. I may have to make a few alterations to some of the criteria to make it a prompt, but I don't think so. Anyway, I'll try to do that every day. If I don't, I'll catch up, so after thirty days there will be thirty more posts. Starting today. LOOK OUT, INTERNET! ETSIE'S BLOG IS ABOUT TO GO CRAY-ZAY!!

That's all. I'm done now.

EDIT: If I had had safe search on then quite a few of those pictures would not have shown up, and my post would have lost a bit of body in my post. Therefore, always keep your safe search off. It makes for a better blog post.

Dear Library, You Should Probably Do Something About That...

So I have a fine of about $0.50 on a book at the library. It was due sometime back at the beginning of January, but I was able to renew it one or two days after the due date. The fine remained on my account, of course, but the due date was changed to February 1, and no more fines were added. Today is February 2. I knew the due date was coming up, but I wasn't sure exactly when it was.

Now, if you don't know what's going on in my town right now, you should probably read my post "Take Cover, It's The Snowpocalypse!" before you go on.

Because of the impeding Snowpocalypse, early last night much of the city was announced to be closed today, including the library. I saw an update from last night that said the library would be closed today, but be open until 9pm last night. It also said that no fines would be owed for the closed day. That's today.

So because of that, my fines stayed at $0.50, okay whatever, that's nice. But still, why was I able to renew it?

I know you can't take out a book if you have a fine—or a certain amount of fines. Maybe it's the same thing with renews; if you have too many fines on the book you can't renew it? I know you can't renew a book if someone has a hold on it, but that's for a different reason. (It's called sharing.)

Maybe the fine is added to the account, not to the specific book that's late. That would explain why they can't keep you from renewing it. Maybe you can't renew a book if it's a certain number of days late? I'm just trying to figure this out.

Now I know, since the library is a public building, they are funded by tax money. Still, wouldn't you think that someone would come up with some kind of a plan to bring in extra revenue?

I'm not saying they should change this. I'm fine with owning them $0.50 indefinitely, instead of building up $50.00 in fines. (That happened to me once, when this girl borrowed my library book and then lost it backstage during Moon Over Buffalo).

Anyway, Dear Library, if you decide to change your policy in the future, I'm suing you for infringement. Watch yourself.

Take Cover, It's The Snowpocalypse!

Someone should write a horror story about this.

At dinner on Sunday or Monday, my mom announced that we would be getting "fifteen inches!" of snow Tuesday night. She then amended that statement with "It's still a few days off, so we might only get five." I wrote this off as typical Mother Madness, a syndrome that occurs after a long day of unappreciated work in which mothers will stretch the truth in order to get a reaction from her family.

We had Monday off for a "teacher work day" or something. Actually I think the teachers had it off too, so I don't know why it was off, other than the semester just ended and so we felt like having a four day weekend.

But wait a second, there's a school in my district who does trimesters instead of semesters, and THEY got the day off too, so now I REALLY don't know why—

There was a point to this post, I promise.

Anyway, we had Monday off.

In Science on Tuesday, my teacher, Liz, explained that we might not have school on Wednesday, and so we would shift our schedule accordingly.

EXPLANATION TIME:
The weekly schedule at my school looks like this:

Monday/Wednesday:
Hours 1, 3, 5, 7
(We'll call this "A"

Tuesday/Thursday:
Hours 2, 4, 6, 8
We'll call this "B"

Friday:
1-8
We'll call this "AB"

If we miss a Monday or Wednesday, we have to amend that schedule to make sure we meet with all of our classes evenly.

We missed an A this week (Monday), so in order to make the classes even, we had to turn AB into just A. The week would look like B, A, B, A.

Our teacher explained that if we also missed Wednesday (A) due to snow, we would have to change Friday back to AB, so that the week wend B, A, AB.

She then said that we could very well miss Wednesday and Thursday, in which case Friday would be A again, and the week would go B, A.

That was the first we heard of the possibility of a snow day.

Then, at the end of the day, my forum leader, Ken—

EXPLANATION TIME:
My school is pretty weird. We call our teachers by their first names, there's no "bell" announcing class periods, and lunch time is "open campus". We also have something called "Forum", (hour 8) which is like "Homeroom", I guess, only it's the same class all four years (unless you opt. to switch forums) and it's at the end of every Tuesday and Thursday. It's not a real class, but we get a "grade" for it. Mostly we just sit around and talk about our feelings for an hour and a half.

—asked us all what we were planning on doing for the snow day. We went around in a circle and shared our plans.

After forum, we were all pretty confident that we would not have school on Wednesday.

We were supposed to be in rehearsal until 6. There was a blizzard warning set to take effect at 7pm. By law, we're not allowed to be at school less than fifteen minutes before a storm warning takes effect. I think the storm warning moved, because rehearsal was changed to get out at 5, but then the warning moved again to 5pm, so we had to get out at 4:45.

On the drive home, my dad said that he heard about a woman on the radio on Monday who waited three hours in line for gas. The radio announcer also talked about shelves in super markets being bare, and he mentioned a woman with her cart stocked full of frozen pizza. Like, a frozen pizza mountain.

Some people are just crazy.

I mean, this is Michigan, people! You act as if you've never seen snow before!

Well, at about 9pm last night, we got a call from the district saying that school would in fact be closed today.

I woke up at about 9:30 today and came downstairs. There's about 8 or 9 inches of new snow, on top of the 2 or 3 we had already. It's pretty neat. You could hide two dead bodies, stacked on top of each other, in the drifts on my deck. It's nice.

Still no word on what's going to happen tomorrow. I'll keep you guys (all five of you) posted, though!

Guys, I Miss My Boyfriend

So like, I have this boyfriend, right? And he's awesome, because he makes me stuff! Like lego earrings. :D

Also, he got me a Bowser figurine for Christmas.

So yeah, he's pretty great. There's just one problem, and that's I NEVER GET TO SEE HIM WAAAAH. Seriously, I never get to see him. I made this map to try to explain why:

So you see, we live far apart. I mean, I have a car, I guess, so sometimes I can go see him. But really only on the weekends. And that's usually a hit or miss, because sometimes one or the other of us has something going on. On average, we get to see each other once every three weeks.

I can't tell if it's better to be dating a guy I never see or to date a guy who goes to my school who I see ALL THE TIME.

I wish I could find some sort of happy medium. Like—omigod—college. That's a happy medium. Don't date until college. ASDF.

He's going to try to take some classes at my school next semester, so maybe I'll get to see him a little more next year. Maybe. Then of course there's always the summer.

I guess the reason I feel like I NEVER GET TO SEE HIM WAAAAH is because we spent about four hours together EVERY DAY during Little Shop of Horrors, and then suddenly that ended and now we see each other very little. So in comparison, I hardly ever get to see him.

Oh by the way, my hair changed again:

So yeah, that's about it.