SLUMBER PARTY

Close the door, close the blinds, turn off the lights, watch six hours of Doctor Who, then play video games. Separately. According to fantabulous (fuck you, spell check, that's totally a word) best friend, Rainbow Condor, this, honey, is how we socialize.

We party hard on Saturday nights. When I'm not trying to explain to my roommate via text that you can't play DVD's in the Wii and to use the DVD player built into the TV. (Roommate r u drunk.)

With that, let's move on to the next installment of...

ADVENTURES IN THE TIME VORTEX

(sparkle sparkle)

Today we officially started season 2, the season of sexy hair, brainy specs and pinstripes, i.e., the embodiment of hotness that is David Tennant.

Oh yeah, also there's some aliens and stuff.

And David Tennant.

David Tennant.

Did I mention David Tennant?

ANYWAY, we started with "New Earth" (or new new new new new new new new York) and the new Doctor (or the new new new new new new new new Doctor) as he and Rose traveled to a futuristic hospital. They met up with the familiar Casandra and her BFFL Mr. Chips, who attends to her physical needs. (Please mean food...please, oh please mean food...)

The zombie apocalypse happened, the Face of Boe decided he

didn't feel like dying that day and procrastinated instead, and then Casandra made us care about her.

That bitch...

Next was "Tooth and Claw," which started out with Scottish

kung-fu masters (which are apparently a thing) showing off their mad skillz. Because every good werewolf episode in any decent sci-fi show needs kung-fu to make it watchable.

"Silly Irish people...I mean Scottish people."

-the wisdom of Rainbow Condor

Next up was "School Reunion," which basically had enough nostalgia to give any Classic Who fan a heart attack from the sheer force of their memories exploding back into the forefront of their mind. We learned about physics. Physics. Phyyyysics. Physicsphysicsphysicsphysics PHYSICS, and discovered that teachers really DO sleep in the school overnight when all the students go home.

Is that my high school math teacher???

Then we moved on to "The Girl in the Fireplace," which features a young woman, Madame de Pompadour being stalked through time and space by a bunch of steampunky automatons. Honestly, it sounds more like something Captain Jack would do...

If I break my clock, will David Tennant appear in my fireplace? Because if so I will smash that shit and suffer the resulting lacerations gladly.

We met the Cybermen in "Rise of the Cybermen" and "Age of Steel." More importantly, it featured David Tennant in more brainy specs. Also robots whose weakness was their own emotion (which apparently caused them to suffer some kind of weird seizure and explode...weird...that's also what happens to me when I feel things.)

Also, I now ship MickeyxJake

We finished with "The Idiot's Lantern," which proved that the first Skype call happened in the 1950's. Also it stole peoples' faces. Probably why it disappeared for the next fifty years...

ZOMBIE BLOG

So I'm back from the dead, apparently. Either that means this is the blog equivalent of a zombie or maybe Rory Williams.

ANYWAY, what's happened to me since November? Well, first of all, I finished NaNoWriMo, managing to churn out just over 50k words in about 28 days. I'll call it a victory, even if the "finished" product still needs a ludicrous amount of editing (I honestly just might re-write it) before it can see the light of day. I'll get it whipped into shape eventually. But the point is, I can proudly say I won NaNoWriMo, and I'll take that win. :)

In other news, I've turned evangelical when it comes to Doctor Who (evanwhosical, maybe?) and converted one of my best friends to the fandom. Or I'm in the process of converting him, anyway. We recently sat down and watched season 1, and will be continuing our rampant binge of sci-fi every week. I think I should document it for posterity, since it's just too much fun not to. So I hereby introduce a new segment I like to call...

ADVENTURES IN THE TIME VORTEX

(sparkle sparkle)

As I said, we started out with season 1, Christopher Eccleston's (Ninth Doctor) season, or as I like to call it, "The Eccly Era."

We began, appropriately enough, with the first episode, "Rose." Together we marveled at Nine's fan-tas-tic Northern English accent and tough leather exterior.

We moved on to "The End of the World," then "The Unquiet Dead." We skipped over "Aliens of London" and "World War Three" since he'd seen them already, and I didn't mind, since the Slitheen are one of my least favorite aliens.

Next came "Dalek," the episode I'd been waiting for since we'd started, since we finally got to see DOCTOR RAGE. Then he got sad. And we got sad.

Christopher Eccleston sad! D:

After that came "The Long Game" (with douchebag Adam!) and then "Father's Day" (where tears were shed). Next were "The Empty Child" and "The Doctor Dances." It was at this point

that I started shipping. Again. Dammit.

We skipped "Boom Town" because neither of us had any desire to watch more Slitheen episodes at the moment, and moved straight to "Bad Wolf" and finally "The Parting of the Ways." Many fangirlish squees were had when Jack kissed the Doctor, and then it got down to the Doctor

sending Rose home. I promised myself I wouldn't cry.

CE: This is emergency program one. Rose, now listen, this is important.

Me: I'm not gonna cry.

CE: If this message is activated then it can only mean one thing. We must be in danger, and I mean fatal. I'm dead, or about to be at any second without any chance of escape. And that's okay. I hope it was a good death. But I promised to look after you, and that's what I'm doing. The TARDIS is taking you home.

Me: I'm not gonna fucking cry. Stop trying to make me.

CE: And I bet you're fussing and moaning now. Typical. But hold on and just listen a bitmore. The TARDIS can never return for me. Emergency program one means I'm facing

an enemy who should never get their hands on this machine. So this is what you should do. Let the TARDIS die. Just let this old box gather dust. No one can open it. No one will even notice it. Let it become a strange little thing standing on a street corner. And over the years

the world will move on, and the box will be buried.

Me: NO! Not the TARDIS! Why are you giving me all these feels? D:

CE: And if you wanna remember me, then you can do one thing. That's all. One thing. Have a good life. Do that for me, Rose. Have a fantastic life.

Me: ...fuck. *bawls*

Then some series deus ex machina shit went down, and Rose came back and saved everyone. Then they kissed.

Many more fangirlish squees were had.

But all good things must come to an end. "Everything dies," as the Bad Wolf might say. And it was time for Nine to go. Needless to say, we will miss our fan-tas-tic Ninth Doctor, but on the plus side, this means we've officially entered "The Time of the Tennant."

We finished off with "The Christmas Invasion" for good measure.

The adventure continues...

Where Are the Candy Bars?

Obligatory NaNoWriMo status update: I'm about 31k words in, and still chugging along.  Just ~19k words to go!

"I got this."

Anyway, on to the reason for this post.  The event for which this post is named actually happened quite a while ago, but it's still worth mentioning, as I think it gets across the magic of college rather well.

First, let's set the scene.  Myself and several of my friends are hanging out near the main dining hall at around two in the morning, just talking and having a nice time.  In order to protect the innocent, I'll refer to my friends by code names: "Generic Ramen", "Vladimir" and "J.B."  

First picture that came up when I Google searched "creative nicknames."  WTF, internet?

So we're sitting around and chatting, and all of a sudden, a wild herd of drunk college girls appears!

Charizard, I choose you!

Now, they're not really bothering anyone.  Two of them are somewhat tipsy, one seems relatively sober, but the fourth is gone.  Absolutely gone.  And she staggers up to us and compliments Vladimir's hat.  Then all hats in general.  This girl really likes hats, apparently.  (To be fair, his hat was pretty ballin'. :P)

Then things get weird...

Drunk Girl #4 proceeds to ask us where the candy bars are.  She really, really wants candy bars, and she can't find them anywhere.  

CHOCOLAAAAAATE!

This would be odd enough, but that's not quite the end of it.  Because it's not until the girl walks (more like staggers in a rather zig-zagging fashion) away that we realize what she's wearing: a flag.  With a belt.  

I don't think I'll ever get the answers to several of the questions that were raised that night.  Who was that girl?  Where were her clothes?  And what had she been drinking so that I can make sure to never, ever touch it?  The world may never know...

College.

More NaNoWriMo and Soul Eater

So NaNoWriMo is going well so far.  I was a bit unsure of myself at first because I wasn't liking what my plot was doing, but I had a stern talk with it and it's behaving better now.  1,600 words a day has turned out to be a much more difficult feat to accomplish than I'd originally thought, but I'm managing, and at the moment I'm up to about 6k.  That's about on schedule, only about 200 words or so behind if you're being very specific.  But considering the fact that I didn't write at all yesterday and am up from about 3k, I'll take it as a victory.

SOUL EATER!  SOUL EATER SOUL EATER SOUL EATER!  I am officially enamored with the awesomeness that is Soul Eater!

If you've never seen it, watch this intro and tell me it's not epic.  I dare you.

What other anime features a comedy relief grim reaper and his OCD, symmetry-obsessed son?  A scrawny, black-blooded character or questionable gender who wields a bossy, screaming sword?  A dissection-obsessed scientist with a penchant for rolling chairs and screw in his head?  A loud-mouthed, yet lovable ninja who probably wouldn't know stealth if it hit him over the head with a tire iron?

Bitch please.

Anyway...

The show's characters really are what give it life, as with any show.  So here are a list of my favorite Soul Eater characters.

1. Lord Death

Oh, yes.  I'm talking about the ever-lovable, always comical, completely badass founder of the DWMA, Shinigami-sama, Lord Death himself.  If you've ever seen Soul Eater, you know what I'm talking about.  Easily one of the funniest characters in the series, but also surrounded by mystery.  (What IS under that mask anyway???)  And not to mention, he's DEATH.  Ergo, you don't mess with him.

BAMF

2. Death the Kid

The ever-lovable, ever-OCD, ever-(almost)-symmetrical son of Lord Death, Death the Kid.  Inherited a good portion of badass-ness from his dad.  

That is...when he's not throwing a fit about the fact that he's not number 8 on this list.  

"2 isn't symmetrical at all!  Scum!  Filth!  Unsightly, mangy excuse for a number!"

3. Franken Stein

If he's not busy dissecting something, talking about dissecting something, thinking about dissecting something or dreaming about dissecting something, Stein can be pretty hardcore.  

Until you put him in a rolling chair.

...still pretty hardcore.

4. Black*Star (yes, the asterisk is necessary)

Ah, Black*Star.  How does one describe the always-annoying, yet somehow-lovable Black*Star?  He's loud, obnoxious, cocky.  But still entertaining to be around (in small doses) and unlike most people that may be similar to him, he actually has the power to back up his loud mouth.  Did I mention he's loud?  Like really loud?  Also, he's a ninja.  A loud ninja.

Black*Star is the caps lock of Soul Eater.

BELIEVE IT!

5. Spirit/Death Scythe

This guy.

This. Guy.  

This is one dedicated father right here.  Maybe even bordering on obsessive.  But obsessive is Kid's territory, so for this case, let's just call it "aggressive loyalty."

Little baby bloomers!  (I couldn't NOT use this picture...)

6. ...I really can't describe this character in words...so I'll have to use a song.

And now it's in your head.

U mad?

Soul Eater.

Awesome.

*exit stage right*

-for Erin ^_^

NaNoWriMo

I admire those who are heading into the long-awaited event of National Novel Writing Month with a plan.  I know several who have been outlining and scheduling and awaiting November first since August.  However I, being the great procrastinator that I am, am not one of those people.  In fact, as the first of November has approached, I've found my self-confidence dwindling.

Sure, I'm excited to put my writing skills to the test, but as I am all-too-familiar with the evils of writers' block, I know how difficult it will be.

So for the next month, I'll be dedicating this blog to my NaNo experience.  Late nights spent pounding out rough paragraphs and piling papers and homework and maybe the occasional meal on top of my needed ~1600 words a day will all be chronicled (sporadically) here.  And if anyone wants to offer some uplifting remarks or advice or just a pat on the back, that's perfectly welcome.

Hello, NaNoWriMo.  Goodbye social life.

Now let's do this!

I F***ING LOVE NANOWRIMO

40 Confessions/Facts

1. I still sleep with a teddy bear.
2. I'm proud to call myself a Whovian (translation: Doctor Who fan), but I have yet to see any of the classic series.  I want to.  If anyone has the DVD's, we should be friends.
3. On that note, I have a tendency to rant and rave about things related to Doctor Who.  You were forewarned.
4. I own a fez.
5. I have a massive - and I mean massive - crush on David Tennant.

Seriously.

6. I doodle in class.  Often.  In fact, I'm pretty sure my music theory notebook has more doodles than notes.  (Maybe I should call it a doodlebook?)

7. I cried at the end of Toy Story 3.  A lot.  

This is my childhood!  *blubbers*

8. I first got into writing through fanfiction.  My earliest work has long since been burned.  The crime?  Being suckish.  (Also alleged witchcraft.)

9. I fear pool drains.  Don't ask me why, because I can't tell you.

Haunts my nightmares...

Quick pallet cleanser!

Ahh...that's better. ^_^

9. My video game of choice is Pokemon.  Any generation will do.

10. I still watch House, if only out of sheer habit.

11. I do listen to Lady Gaga.  Even if her sense of fashion eludes me.

12. I've read 4/4 Twilight books.  Seen 0/4 (5???) movies.

13. Despite my mega-crush on Mr. David Ten-inch Tennant, Matt Smith is my favorite Doctor so far.

14. I someday plan on getting a tattoo.

...or not...

15. I also cried at the end of Marley and Me.  The first...and second...and third time I saw it.  Dammit, my heart is not made of stone!  *sobs*

16. I'm an...(cue scary voice) AAAAATHEIIIIST!  Scared?  No?  Good.  I don't bite.  :)

17. My top three favorite famous gay guys are...

Neil Patrick Harris

Stephen Fry

...and John Barrowman.  

18. I have a Twitter account.  And a facebook account.  And a fanfiction account.  And no life outside of the internet.  

19. I know more memes than any one person should know. 

Image, Y U NO fit on page?!??

20. I sleep best when it's freezing.  Whether this will cause roommate tension has yet to be seen.

21. If my life had theme music, I think it would be this...

22. I have a sort of obsession with dragons.  

What can I say? I have a thing for awesomeness.

23. Thunderstorms turn me on. >_>

(so does this)

24. About 90% of the pictures I have saved on my computer are random funny images I find while browsing the internet.  

25. While I like many others, my favorite Doctor Who companion is DONNA NOBLE!  

One! One word! Shake, milk-shake, milk! Milk! No? Not milk! Um, shake, shake, shake! Cocktail shake! What, d'you want a Harvey Wallbanger? 

26. College has caused me to develop an addiction to Twizzlers.  Thanks, college.  Thanks.

27. I'm serious.  I really do own a fez.

28. I overuse emoticons.  :D :P O_o ^_^ (>^^)> <(^^<) <^.=.^>

29. I like watching other people do stupid things.  

30. My nerd halloween costume this year?  Lord Death from Soul Eater.

It was either this or a T-shirt that said "Error 404: Costume not found."

31. I LOVE nerdy pick-up lines.  I wish I were DNA Helicase so I could unzip your genes...

32. I don't wear make-up.  Not because I'm trying to make a statement or embrace nature or anything like that.  I'm just too lazy to have another thing to do in the morning.  

33. I've personified my Muse.  She lives under my bed and tends to wake me up at all sorts of ungodly hours of the morning to badger me with ideas I could have used days earlier.  

"You can sleep when you're dead!"

34. I make "That's-what-she-said" jokes WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY too often.

35. I have a "Sad Music" playlist on my i-Pod for those times when I just need to sulk for a bit.

36. I also have a Disney playlist.  

And that's the gospel truuuuuth!

37. I sometimes wonder how many hours I've wasted on stumbleupon when I could have been doing something productive with my life.

Stumbleupon: destroying your work ethic since 2001.

38. I have honestly considered naming my firstborn child STORMAGGEDON, DARK LORD OF ALL.

Demons run when Stormaggedon smiles.

39. I have a penchant for taping random stuff to my wall.  By the end of the year my "wall of random crap" could easily take over most of my dorm room.  (Items so far include: a concert ticket, a monopoly dollar, a Tardis, Pac-Man and breast cancer awareness ribbon.)

40. 

And you thought I was kidding...

The Doctor approves!