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Go, Abed, go! Before people sex one another!
I've already polished off the first two discs of season 1. Considering I slept 14 hours last night, & all of my TV watching was done before going to bed? That says a lot. It has been such a pleasure catching up on all the episodes I missed last year. THIS SHOW IS SO GOOD, Y'ALL. Seriously, I'm not exaggerating at all here. It makes me crack up so hard that I have to wipe actual tears from my eyes, & I frequently have to press rewind because I was laughing too loud to hear the next thing they said. It's just hysterical and so, so clever. Especially if you enjoy the use of meta, pop cultural references, & smart, quirky humor like I do.
Also:
1. Troy has pretty eyes. He is totes cute.
2. Abed is my homeboy. Like, he already was before, but now he REALLY is. I just love him & want to hang out with him in RL forever. He could live on my couch & watch TV with me.
3. Troy & Abed's BFFship is the best thing ever.
4. I've had teachers equally, if not more, crazy as El Tigre. The best part about it is that the one I'm thinking of, in particular? Was also Asian American & taught Spanish. Hee. She also used to get the "why do you teach Spanish?" question.
5. Jeff in the cowboy outfit on Halloween. Oh. my. gods. I don't get the hots for guys that often, in that "I want to throw you down"-sort of fashion, but yeah. Homeboy is hot. Save a horse; ride a cowboy. That's all I have to say.
6. Pierce hallucinating about Annie in her skeleton outfit. I LAUGHED SO HARD. Not to mention Abed's Batman voice. Also? The episode with the fight? "Just lay low"/"I will. IN HIS FACE." Hahahaha. (((ABED!))) And the Christmas episode! THIS SHOW. IT FILLS MY HEART WITH JOY, LOVE, & LIGHT. I so need that right now.
7. The film episode made me tear up. Abed's Six Candles film still gives me chills. This show has so much heart underneath all the humor.
8. "Asperger's. A burger for your ass." Heh. Only this show.
9. Shirley. She is amazing, and she keeps making me want a brownie. STOP IT.
10. Honestly, everyone on this show is amazing. Like, really. Also, I didn't want to end this list on a 9. Heh. 10 is a good, round number. So.
P.S. I finally have icons for the show! Yay.
Moving on, I thought I'd share some pics with you guys. I noticed another flistmate post stuff from her scrapbook, and it made me remember the one I created as a teenager. It includes some of my happiest memories, and it's kind of a time capsule unto itself. Those of you who've known me since the meta boards (i.e. since this journal first started in '02) will remember some of these pics, since I posted them on the old yahoo meta photo album, but for the rest of you these will be mostly new.
Also, consider this a reminder,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
huh920, that I'm still stalking you. Heh. I want everyone to post pics, damn't.
That's one (I have several) of the autographs I've received from Tori Amos. I was given that particular one before her Portland show in '98.
The two ticket stubs here were for Shakespeare plays (The Merchant of Venice & As You Like It). My grandma used to buy me season passes.
One translation of the creation myth of Ilmatar (see: this poem). I read it in high school & loved it.
Junior year trip to Cali with my friend Karly. That's me with Ti-double guh-er.
Told y'all I liked Sarah McLachlan back in the day. Also, behold the reason I couldn't see the first X-Files movie on its opening day (i.e. note the date of the Lilith Fair wristband). I had to see it the next morning. *gasp, horror* It was worth it, though. I saw Erykah Badu perform! So great.
Intentionally random collage of magazine pics. I wanted to be able to look back someday & get a feel for the time period by the media images that surrounded me then.
That's a birthday card a friend drew for me, along with a drawing of my own + more magazine cut outs (the one of the woman in the burqa is especially relevant, as I was intensely into Afghanistan & women's rights in the middle east/Asia then), & a ticket stub from one of my favorite movies at that time (Dangerous Beauty).
Which, speaking of:
True stories FTW! Veronica Franco kicks ass & so does that movie. I wish I had it on DVD instead of VHS (my VCR isn't hooked up) so I could rewatch it.
Poetry of mine which you guys have read before.
More poetry, except this time one that none of you have seen. I don't feel like typing it up though. If anyone REALLY wants me to though, let me know & I will.
Lather, rinse, & repeat.
Music obsession, let me show you it.
Like I said. Heh. I like this page though. Bubbles!
Back when I still thought my dad & grandparents/mom & stepdad would help supplement what student loans etc couldn't cover, The Art Institute of Chicago was one of the schools I was considering. This page was dedicated to that, along with the whole college search experience in general. We all know how that turned out (my very rich dad literally laughed in my face & told me to ask my mom what she did with all the child support money he'd already paid; my even more wealthy grandparents also said no, since they didn't "want to risk all the other kids asking too"; my bipolar mother racked up $30,000 of debt in a drug-induced manic fit & couldn't help even a little. Meanwhile the government still expected my dad to help me, so I was screwed in that regard until I was at least 24--and thus no longer a dependent--& by then I was working full-time, in debt from the community college classes I'd already taken, & living like an adult anyway. I had already missed the typical 18-22 "university experience", and I'll never get that back. If I hadn't gotten so depressed, I would've tried for scholarships, but that moment with my father KILLED me, and I completely gave up. He was telling me to just go to community college & transfer--obviously I'd pay--and I went along with it), so let's move along.
I'm still fond of that page though, despite the bitter/sad memories it brings up. At some point, when I'm ready, I will go back to school.
The photo of the flowers was taken by me (in front of my school), and the girl on the lower right was my friend Stephanie. She was complaining to me one day that in every pic taken of her, all you could see were the whites of her eyes & teeth. Haha. I told her that was only due to bad lighting/the wrong type of camera, and we went outside & had a little portrait session with my manual camera from photography class. She was all happy afterward. Hee.
P.S. She's the one who used to call me "wigga", back in the day. HA. She'd come hang out with me while I was working on my film chemicals & we'd sing the Lauryn Hill sections to "If I Ruled the World" (Nas). No one else knew the song, so we basically got crazy eyes from everyone. Good times, good times.
Obligatory:
Same ole' boring shot of the MAX train tracks by my school that every other amateur photography student took.
Ticket stub from "Playing By Heart" (Gillian Anderson & Jon Stewart kissing! Heh), the necklace I wore every day, and my friends Maxine & Karly.
My junior year beach trip. Yes, those are my feet. That was the trip I was talking about in that meme I did a while back (I can't find the link) where it asked you to pick your happiest day. If I remember correctly, it was a tie between this & my senior year camping trip.
Me & my best friend from junior/senior year of high school (Megan). This was during one of the weekends I pet-sat with her (hence the dogs), and then we went to her stables the next day (she was an equestrian).
Ani Difranco worship page, woot woot. There's only one ticket stub there, but I saw her a second time in 2000.
My first paycheck! Awww. Also, some movie tickets (Austin Powers, American Beauty, & American Pie. The cost for a matinee at the time? $4.75. OH, MEMORIES. Of course I still remember when $5.00 was enough for a movie ticket & candy/pop, but hey) & artwork.
Junior year winter formal. That's me in the red dress. Alone, natch. (I mean, with friends, yes, but dateless as always)
Senior year trip to see Miss Saigon in Seattle. So much fun, except of course for the landslide afterward, which prevented us from taking the train home. Ugh, Greyhound.
New Years Eve, 1999. From the looks of it, I'm eating Dulce de Leches ice cream (it was my favorite at the time). God, that sounds good right now.
Pet-sitting again. That's my friend Lauren, busting a move to an Irish Drinking Songs CD we found.
Note: it was in that hot tub that I had my ~revelation~ I've previously spoken of here, wherein I told my friends I believed I'd always be alone (as far as romantic love/committed relationships were concerned). Still waiting to be proven wrong, universe.
That was a really fun weekend though, even so.
I must've used the wrong kind of adhesive here, because you can see it eating away at the photo (i.e. the yellowing). It's too bad, because I love this picture. I didn't like the orcheastrated pose they were giving me, so I said something to make them laugh, and this was the result. We used to hang out in that field pretty much every day when it was warm (at lunch, etc). This pic brings up a lot of memories for me.
P.S. That's the (gay) friend I had a (pretty much childish/non-sexual) crush on at the time, btw. *pinches his cheek* I miss when he still had chubby cheeks. He's skinny now, 'cause he's (according to other friends) a tweaker. Very unfortunate. Still an incredibly nice guy though. (I used to interact with him on facebook, and I of course saw him at the reunion last year)
Senior year prom. I'm shaking my fist in the upper right hand corner because we got lost on the way down there, and everyone was spazzing, so I said we should stop & take pictures of us looking pissed off to mark the moment & lighten the mood. Heh. (I basically took photos of EVERYTHING, so it was par for the course) It worked, so hey. Everyone started laughing.
Page 2 o' prom pics. Note the westside at the bottom, haha. Aaaand again, no date for me. I did at least get a dance with my gay crush though. OF COURSE.
This is the camping trip I mentioned before. It was so, so gorgeous there. Full of mosquitos (I counted the bites when I came home & had over sixty), but gorgeous.
Ah, my hair was so orange. I'm still mad. (not really)
Page 2 o' pretty campin' pics. That was my Spanish teacher sitting on the riverbed. Up top is Amy & my science teacher, whom Megan & I used to harass daily. Ha. Their families were friends & she babysat his kid + she was his TA, so yeah. We'd swing by after school pretty much every day & talk his ear off while he tried to work (it was typical at our school--students chatting with teachers, confiding in them, sometimes even pranking them). He was close to our age (in his young twenties) & soooo much fun to bug. Hee. Especially because we all watched The X-Files, and Megan & I were shippers, but he was a noromo. OH, THE SMACKTALK.
Me with my graduation cake (mmmcake). Also, a shot of my science teacher as I no doubt made fun of him for his outfit, and up top you can see Amy pretending to be scared in the Cave o' Claustrophobia. I say "pretending" here because by then she no longer was truly scared, though you can still see how red-faced she was from the panicking.
And, lastly, a few more camping shots along with some other randomness. This one makes me extra sentimental, what with Lauren signing yearbooks at the bottom.
Before I go, I also came across a poemdosidella wrote & sent to me for my 21st birthday (a.k.a. in 2003), which was with my scrapbook but not pasted into it yet. For the sake of posterity, I thought I'd include it here as well. Best BFF ever, yo.
I know you're reading this, Jen. I ♥ you.
For my Vid of the Day, let's show some love to Troy. This one's by shoopdancer2504.
Also:
1. Troy has pretty eyes. He is totes cute.
2. Abed is my homeboy. Like, he already was before, but now he REALLY is. I just love him & want to hang out with him in RL forever. He could live on my couch & watch TV with me.
3. Troy & Abed's BFFship is the best thing ever.
4. I've had teachers equally, if not more, crazy as El Tigre. The best part about it is that the one I'm thinking of, in particular? Was also Asian American & taught Spanish. Hee. She also used to get the "why do you teach Spanish?" question.
5. Jeff in the cowboy outfit on Halloween. Oh. my. gods. I don't get the hots for guys that often, in that "I want to throw you down"-sort of fashion, but yeah. Homeboy is hot. Save a horse; ride a cowboy. That's all I have to say.
6. Pierce hallucinating about Annie in her skeleton outfit. I LAUGHED SO HARD. Not to mention Abed's Batman voice. Also? The episode with the fight? "Just lay low"/"I will. IN HIS FACE." Hahahaha. (((ABED!))) And the Christmas episode! THIS SHOW. IT FILLS MY HEART WITH JOY, LOVE, & LIGHT. I so need that right now.
7. The film episode made me tear up. Abed's Six Candles film still gives me chills. This show has so much heart underneath all the humor.
8. "Asperger's. A burger for your ass." Heh. Only this show.
9. Shirley. She is amazing, and she keeps making me want a brownie. STOP IT.
10. Honestly, everyone on this show is amazing. Like, really. Also, I didn't want to end this list on a 9. Heh. 10 is a good, round number. So.
P.S. I finally have icons for the show! Yay.
Moving on, I thought I'd share some pics with you guys. I noticed another flistmate post stuff from her scrapbook, and it made me remember the one I created as a teenager. It includes some of my happiest memories, and it's kind of a time capsule unto itself. Those of you who've known me since the meta boards (i.e. since this journal first started in '02) will remember some of these pics, since I posted them on the old yahoo meta photo album, but for the rest of you these will be mostly new.
Also, consider this a reminder,
huh920, that I'm still stalking you. Heh. I want everyone to post pics, damn't. That's one (I have several) of the autographs I've received from Tori Amos. I was given that particular one before her Portland show in '98.
The two ticket stubs here were for Shakespeare plays (The Merchant of Venice & As You Like It). My grandma used to buy me season passes.
One translation of the creation myth of Ilmatar (see: this poem). I read it in high school & loved it.
Junior year trip to Cali with my friend Karly. That's me with Ti-double guh-er.
Told y'all I liked Sarah McLachlan back in the day. Also, behold the reason I couldn't see the first X-Files movie on its opening day (i.e. note the date of the Lilith Fair wristband). I had to see it the next morning. *gasp, horror* It was worth it, though. I saw Erykah Badu perform! So great.
Intentionally random collage of magazine pics. I wanted to be able to look back someday & get a feel for the time period by the media images that surrounded me then.
That's a birthday card a friend drew for me, along with a drawing of my own + more magazine cut outs (the one of the woman in the burqa is especially relevant, as I was intensely into Afghanistan & women's rights in the middle east/Asia then), & a ticket stub from one of my favorite movies at that time (Dangerous Beauty).
Which, speaking of:
True stories FTW! Veronica Franco kicks ass & so does that movie. I wish I had it on DVD instead of VHS (my VCR isn't hooked up) so I could rewatch it.
Poetry of mine which you guys have read before.
More poetry, except this time one that none of you have seen. I don't feel like typing it up though. If anyone REALLY wants me to though, let me know & I will.
Lather, rinse, & repeat.
Music obsession, let me show you it.
Like I said. Heh. I like this page though. Bubbles!
Back when I still thought my dad & grandparents/mom & stepdad would help supplement what student loans etc couldn't cover, The Art Institute of Chicago was one of the schools I was considering. This page was dedicated to that, along with the whole college search experience in general. We all know how that turned out (my very rich dad literally laughed in my face & told me to ask my mom what she did with all the child support money he'd already paid; my even more wealthy grandparents also said no, since they didn't "want to risk all the other kids asking too"; my bipolar mother racked up $30,000 of debt in a drug-induced manic fit & couldn't help even a little. Meanwhile the government still expected my dad to help me, so I was screwed in that regard until I was at least 24--and thus no longer a dependent--& by then I was working full-time, in debt from the community college classes I'd already taken, & living like an adult anyway. I had already missed the typical 18-22 "university experience", and I'll never get that back. If I hadn't gotten so depressed, I would've tried for scholarships, but that moment with my father KILLED me, and I completely gave up. He was telling me to just go to community college & transfer--obviously I'd pay--and I went along with it), so let's move along.
I'm still fond of that page though, despite the bitter/sad memories it brings up. At some point, when I'm ready, I will go back to school.
The photo of the flowers was taken by me (in front of my school), and the girl on the lower right was my friend Stephanie. She was complaining to me one day that in every pic taken of her, all you could see were the whites of her eyes & teeth. Haha. I told her that was only due to bad lighting/the wrong type of camera, and we went outside & had a little portrait session with my manual camera from photography class. She was all happy afterward. Hee.
P.S. She's the one who used to call me "wigga", back in the day. HA. She'd come hang out with me while I was working on my film chemicals & we'd sing the Lauryn Hill sections to "If I Ruled the World" (Nas). No one else knew the song, so we basically got crazy eyes from everyone. Good times, good times.
Obligatory:
Same ole' boring shot of the MAX train tracks by my school that every other amateur photography student took.
Ticket stub from "Playing By Heart" (Gillian Anderson & Jon Stewart kissing! Heh), the necklace I wore every day, and my friends Maxine & Karly.
My junior year beach trip. Yes, those are my feet. That was the trip I was talking about in that meme I did a while back (I can't find the link) where it asked you to pick your happiest day. If I remember correctly, it was a tie between this & my senior year camping trip.
Me & my best friend from junior/senior year of high school (Megan). This was during one of the weekends I pet-sat with her (hence the dogs), and then we went to her stables the next day (she was an equestrian).
Ani Difranco worship page, woot woot. There's only one ticket stub there, but I saw her a second time in 2000.
My first paycheck! Awww. Also, some movie tickets (Austin Powers, American Beauty, & American Pie. The cost for a matinee at the time? $4.75. OH, MEMORIES. Of course I still remember when $5.00 was enough for a movie ticket & candy/pop, but hey) & artwork.
Junior year winter formal. That's me in the red dress. Alone, natch. (I mean, with friends, yes, but dateless as always)
Senior year trip to see Miss Saigon in Seattle. So much fun, except of course for the landslide afterward, which prevented us from taking the train home. Ugh, Greyhound.
New Years Eve, 1999. From the looks of it, I'm eating Dulce de Leches ice cream (it was my favorite at the time). God, that sounds good right now.
Pet-sitting again. That's my friend Lauren, busting a move to an Irish Drinking Songs CD we found.
Note: it was in that hot tub that I had my ~revelation~ I've previously spoken of here, wherein I told my friends I believed I'd always be alone (as far as romantic love/committed relationships were concerned). Still waiting to be proven wrong, universe.
That was a really fun weekend though, even so.
I must've used the wrong kind of adhesive here, because you can see it eating away at the photo (i.e. the yellowing). It's too bad, because I love this picture. I didn't like the orcheastrated pose they were giving me, so I said something to make them laugh, and this was the result. We used to hang out in that field pretty much every day when it was warm (at lunch, etc). This pic brings up a lot of memories for me.
P.S. That's the (gay) friend I had a (pretty much childish/non-sexual) crush on at the time, btw. *pinches his cheek* I miss when he still had chubby cheeks. He's skinny now, 'cause he's (according to other friends) a tweaker. Very unfortunate. Still an incredibly nice guy though. (I used to interact with him on facebook, and I of course saw him at the reunion last year)
Senior year prom. I'm shaking my fist in the upper right hand corner because we got lost on the way down there, and everyone was spazzing, so I said we should stop & take pictures of us looking pissed off to mark the moment & lighten the mood. Heh. (I basically took photos of EVERYTHING, so it was par for the course) It worked, so hey. Everyone started laughing.
Page 2 o' prom pics. Note the westside at the bottom, haha. Aaaand again, no date for me. I did at least get a dance with my gay crush though. OF COURSE.
This is the camping trip I mentioned before. It was so, so gorgeous there. Full of mosquitos (I counted the bites when I came home & had over sixty), but gorgeous.
Ah, my hair was so orange. I'm still mad. (not really)
Page 2 o' pretty campin' pics. That was my Spanish teacher sitting on the riverbed. Up top is Amy & my science teacher, whom Megan & I used to harass daily. Ha. Their families were friends & she babysat his kid + she was his TA, so yeah. We'd swing by after school pretty much every day & talk his ear off while he tried to work (it was typical at our school--students chatting with teachers, confiding in them, sometimes even pranking them). He was close to our age (in his young twenties) & soooo much fun to bug. Hee. Especially because we all watched The X-Files, and Megan & I were shippers, but he was a noromo. OH, THE SMACKTALK.
Me with my graduation cake (mmmcake). Also, a shot of my science teacher as I no doubt made fun of him for his outfit, and up top you can see Amy pretending to be scared in the Cave o' Claustrophobia. I say "pretending" here because by then she no longer was truly scared, though you can still see how red-faced she was from the panicking.
And, lastly, a few more camping shots along with some other randomness. This one makes me extra sentimental, what with Lauren signing yearbooks at the bottom.
Before I go, I also came across a poem
dosidella wrote & sent to me for my 21st birthday (a.k.a. in 2003), which was with my scrapbook but not pasted into it yet. For the sake of posterity, I thought I'd include it here as well. Best BFF ever, yo. I know you're reading this, Jen. I ♥ you.
For my Vid of the Day, let's show some love to Troy. This one's by shoopdancer2504.