Much Throwing About of Brains

Sun, 26 Jul 2009 14:55:09 GMT

So, a lot of people are unhappy about the way torchwood ended. As you can see from a previous post of mine, I too am upset. This is even a Save Ianto group that has been mailing coffee to BBC and donating money to Children in Need in Ianto's name. The reasoning for the second one is that since he died saving children this is the proper way to honor him. But there have also been a lot of people rewrtiting the ending of Children of Earth. And While I don't have time to rewrite the whole thing. I did want to throw out my ideas for how it should have (or could have gone down.)

Personally, I have been more upset by the fact that Jack killed his own grandson than the fact that Ianto died. I mean don't get me wrong, Ianto should not have died for anything less than a fullblown season long plot arch ending with Ianto Jones being the only person who can save us all. (kinda like tosh and owen.) But by the end of Children of Earth it was more ok for that Ianto to die than for Jack to kill his own grandson. So, in light of that, this is how I would rewrite the end of CoE:

Ianto is dead. And now Jack is working to save the children. The old man remarks that only a child could be used and that he would have to be sacraficed and Jack turns to him and says "No, I refuse to accept that. There has to be another way. I'm not losing him too." He starts going over the data more franticly now. Then, Jack figures it out. "Clem!" he shouts "If the 456 could link up with clem after all these years than there must be a way for any adult to link up with it." He looks over the data between brain waves of children and adults. Realizes that there is this key component that all humans loose as they grow older. He rigs up the machine to artificially compensate. That's when everyone realizes what he's doing. Alice screams "NO Dad you can't do that" "We have to save stephen. This is the only way. I can't die. I can handle it." "but.." she falls silent. Jack stands in the center of the room. Someone flips on the switch. They all watch as Jack's body contorts and blood runs down his face as his brain hemridges. Five minutes later, Alice is standing over Jack when he comes back. "Hey, dad." she smiles painfully. "Who?" Jack responds. His body repairs itself but how does it know what to repair it to. If we assume that he is just a fixed point in time, perhaps it alway repairs itself the condition it was when He died the first time. This damage was so massive that all his neural pathways must be repaired. He doesn't remember anything of his life with torchwood. and most importantly of all, he doesn't remember Ianto. The next time we see Jack, he's with Gwen. She is showing him pictures of Ianto and retelling old stories of the team together.

Ok, that doesn't solve the Ianto problem, but it does make Jack less of an asshole.

RDT killed Torchwood.

Sat, 11 Jul 2009 13:38:01 GMT

OK , there are Major Spoilers through here. If you want to be unnecessarily pissed off Keep reading. Otherwise stop here and don't endure the soul crushing spoilers.

Torchwood's third season aired this week on BBC1. It was a miniseries consisting of 5 episodes which air one day at a time and cover one torchwood day.

Day One.
The show started out slow. The plot pulled in several directions. A young doctor who looked like a replacement for Owen and children stopping all over the world. Not to mention a clip from Scotland in the 1960's which had to do with the children but no real connection in this episode. We learn that Jack has a daughter that looks to be about thirty and a grandson young enough to be affected by the 456 (the only designation given for the alien menace) and Ianto's sister has two children. It wasn't until the end of the episode that things started getting good. The young doctor gets killed (but not before we find out he was trying to infiltrate Torchwood. And Some new woman we've never seen before kills Jack just to place a bomb in his stomach before he revives. Now we're talking. We find out that Gwen is pregnant and Gwen and Ianto barely get out of the Hub before jack and the Hub blow up. Its gripping and wrenching and very interesting. RTD has me now and I'm waiting for more.

Day Two.
Day two picks up Gwen finds Rhys. Ianto gets help from his sister and Jack's in a morgue. the minute his captors see the body begin to revive they handcuff him and once awake they pour concrete over him. This episode is action packed. After the destruction of the last episode it takes all episode to get back on their feet. Its fun, ifs funny and the plot is starting to get good. In the end, the team's back together and in london so they can get down to business.

Day Three.
The Aliens are Finally here. But it drags on forever. Half of the episode is talking to the 456, repeating everything, and them giving as much info in return as possible. The episode is slow, boring and leaves ya wanting more.

Day Four.
Now we know that the 456 want 1/10 th of the worlds children. but we have no idea why. The US government is furious that England is hiding all of the and England has decided to give the 456 what they ask for. Luckily now Torchwood (back up and Running) takes charge. They go in guns blazing and tell the 456 representative that they would rather die than give over the children and The rep promptly kills everyone in the room. (including Ianto.) Now things are very interesting. The episode left me wondering if this could possibly be a moral test of the part of the 456, who keep saying "You did it before. You will do it again." The biggest questino in my mind when I saw it was, "Is Ianto dead" We saw him in a bodybag, which seems pretty dead but being torchwood there is the possibility that he's not. My thoughts were that because they just killed Tosh and Owen last season finale, it would be the end of the show if Ianto also died. The episode leaves off with so many un answered questions and so little time to resolve them

Day tive.
Everything goes to shit. Ianto is dead. He's not coming back. and by then end of the episode neither is Jack. Torchwood is over and done atleast the way we know it to be. But before I get too far ahead. Gwen starts off the episode with a pointless "I'm recording this so you can know how the world ended" speech. This sounds terribly close Rose's "I died" speech back from season two. Now we go to a broken Jack who can't fight any more, but later in the episode he does fight. In the world around Torchwood, children are being taken from their families. Gwen is trying to make a difference by saving Ianto's niece and nephew. Back to Jack, with a lot of unclear technobabble he has the solution. Sacrafice one kid to save the world. So luckily, he has a grandson he's not doing anything with. He uses him as a transmitter, linking him up with all the other kids and kills the 456 and his grandson. And in the end he feels responsible for everyone's deaths and leaves on a passing space transport.

This is a terrible ending. It's just like the "if we all dial the doctor" or the "if we all say the doctor's name" only this time some one dies for it. and not Harriet Jones who know what she was getting in to, but a little boy who calls out "Uncle Jack?" while his grandfather is killing him. The worst part is that the technobabble wasn't even believable. An old man (who has no real business being there anyway) tells jack that he has to use a kid. and Jack just accepts that. I would have been more convincing if Jack had atleast argued. We could have had jack say "No, the 456's use of Clem proves that a person of any age can connect to the 456. All I have to do is manipulate the brain waves..." He then straps himself to the mechine and takes one for the team. This also is a plot we've used before; Jack dies to save the world. but atleast he can take it.

Another thing that bothers we is that the reason the 456 need the children is that they are feeding off their chemicals like drugs. (This sound's like D&D's drug, Agony. ) but there is no higher reason. In the end, Everything was just so some aliens could get a quick fix. True, this adds a level of horror to the show but it makes everyone's death meaningless.

Conclusion.
Torchwood was ruined for the sake of a one-off. There was no season long arch. This wasn't a character flaw that we knew would one day kill them all. It was a 5 ep miniseries that RTD decided didn't need a happy ending.

Where, oh where has my summer gone?

Tue, 30 Jun 2009 02:43:03 GMT

Half the summer is gone already. This is very sad but also true. I've done next to nothing because I've been so tired. It is a very different tired than during the school year. That is mental exhaustion and this is physical exhaustion. I'm grateful for the change of pace. But it has taken a while to adjust.

Part of the reason I have done nothing is that I am so Poor. Work Crew only gets paid every two weeks and you have to fill at the time sheet at the end of two weeks of work so that it can be processed in those two weeks to be given to you when you fill out hte next time sheet. Since this is my third week on work crew, I will get my first pay check this weekend. Until now I've been limited in what I could do.

My goal is to go on a shopping spree when I get my first paycheck. So, here is the list of things to buy:

1. refill my perscriptions
2. buy books on Amazon that I need for my thesis.
3. buy a birthday gift for doom_ihl_varia
4. buy red hairdye and try to dye my hair
5. postage for stuff for my Orientees

Then there is minor crafting things I want to get and the list goes on.

Speaking of crafting, I have begun knitting a wrap shirt for myself. I'm using a k2, p2, pattern that alternates every two rows to makes a checked pattern. I'll try to post pics if I can as I make progress. so far I'm only about six inches in on the first panel (of 2). and each one has to be about 40 inches long.

Seeing Redd is going well. not as captivating as the first but that may also be that I'm just too tired to care about it right now.

I spend most of my free time with doom_ihl_varia watching Babylon 5, which I have come to realize is possibly the best tv show of all time. It's great. I've gone through 3 and a half seasons in a little over 2 weeks.

but it's already past my bed time. so, off to sleep for me.

Buzy little bee

Sat, 13 Jun 2009 21:46:20 GMT

So, today I went out running errands. I got the new 2nd Looking Glass Wars book:

Soon I will write a review for the first one in the series.. which I loved by the way.

Then, I went to Joann's and looked at patterns for hours. I could have done this on my computer but I always feel more confident in what I'm getting when I'm staring at it in a store. I didn't actually buy any of them, partially because I am broke right now and partially because I'm gonna be working with my mother on this project and want to run things by her at this stage of the game.

What project? you might ask. Well, At New College we can wear whatever we want to graduation and while that's still a year away, I'm the sort of person who likes to plan ahead. So, I've been thinking about what I would want to wear for graduation and I decided that I want to make a Renaissance Gown. This lovely website has a comical explanation of everything needed for such a gown. So these are the patterns I picked out:

2621

This pattern will provide me with all of the under garments necessary for the costume: Shift, corset, farthingale and bumroll. It is all encompassing which is perfect considering how expensive patterns are.

M4696

This pattern allows me a lot of variety. I can have my sleeves however I want them, as well as choose one or two fabric top. Plus, all of the sleeves are detachable, which means that after graduation I can make other sleeves if I want a variety for later on.

M4090

This skirt isn't exactly what I want but I couldn't find one that was. My plan is to alter the pattern to make it look the way I want. Put this pattern with the shirt pattern above it and we get this:

B4210

Finally, I found a hat pattern. the bottom picture is the Elizabethan hat. It's difficult to see in this picture, but it has a brim that curves behind the ears and has a veil.

So, now I'm beginning to think about colors and textures and such. The most difficult decisions I will have to make in the near future concerning this dress is about boning. In Elizabeth's day, whale boning would have been used. That's just not going to happen, now-a-days plastic boning is used. However, metal boning is also possible. Metal is my preference but the pattern I am going to use calls for plastic and a lot of it. The pattern wants row after row of boning which you just measure, cut and sew in place. This would be very difficult to do if i were to use metal.

I guess I'll discuss it with mom and figure it out.

Updates:

Wed, 10 Jun 2009 03:09:39 GMT

So, I finished the semester. Boy was that rough. (remind me never to take 5 classes at once ever again) but I did it. and that was cool. I then went on vacation. My sister graduated from High School (top of her class) and then we went to Orlando for the week. Now I'm back and a Work Crew supervisor for the summer.

I SATed all my classes, though there were some were very unpleasant remarks about attendance and deadlines. Now, I look forward to starting my thesis. I have a list of 8 plays and 3 books to read this summer. I'm kinda intimidated. It seems like so much work. I've also started looking a possibilities for my graduation dress. Mom and I are going to sew it together. It will have a million pieces and parts. and hopefully will look amazing.

Now, that I'm on summer break, as usual, I have more time for life, which means I'll be on LiveJournal more often. In preparation for this i deleted all of my Lj communites from my friend's list so that I can actually see what my FRIENDS are writing.

Summer Plans:
Learn Latin (it didn't stick the first time)
Read for my Thesis (easier said than done)
Continue to work on "my book" (don't ask)
Read for fun (I have no idea when I fit that in)
Play an epic game of Gestalt

I'm sure there is other stuff that will take up all my time and I wont do anything I said i would, but, Oh well. These things happen. For now I'm just glad to have a break (and yes after the semester I've had doing all the afore mentioned would be a break.).

So I read a book and wrote a review

Wed, 10 Jun 2009 02:28:48 GMT

Review: The 8^th Journal by Nicole Parris

Normally, I would not have read a book such as this. I am usually only interested in something that is hundreds of years old or out of this world. I still have a bad taste in my mouth from the end of the last Harry Potter book, and to compare the book to that on the back cover would usually rule it out straight away. But this book almost literally feel into my lap. So, I decided to give it a try. And I must say, I liked it. Up and coming author Nicole Parris is still wet behind the ears but what she lacks in formal technique she more than makes up for with her riveting plot and characterizations.

The 8^th Journal is about an 18 year old girl, Holly, who finds out not only that she is adopted but also that her mother was a world famous author of a children's adventure series and recently died. She must uncover a series of family secrets and follow in her mother's foot steps to finish writing the anticipated final book in the series.

I found myself yelling to the characters on more than one occasion that this person was the stalker or that that person was related and such. The main characters unfortunately are fresh out of high school and do not understand how to think like they are in a mystery story. For this reason there is a cast of colorful secondary characters that come in and out of their lives to help them decipher the clues that ultimately lead to tales about the past and hidden treasure.

There is never a dull moment. Every time one piece to the puzzle is revealed, two more mysteries take it's place. This high intensity ride does not, like some rollercoasters, have an abrupt and jarring ending but rather wraps up in a very satisfying conclusion. Not only did I think this was a great first book. I believe that with such creativity and excitement, we can expect bigger and better things from Parris in the future.

Creative Writing

Tue, 21 Apr 2009 01:51:39 GMT

I have been toying with some creative writing ideas. Not just fanfiction. School has been preventing me from doing much of anything but I have gotten a little done on this new idea. But I don't know what to do with the stuff that is coming out of me. I feel like the fact that I have begun to refer to it as “my book” is interesting, seeing as it is only three pages and I've been working on it for months. I seems like if this project continues it will end up as a book. But while this is gaining momentum it could still be years from completion and that's only if I don't get bored and set it aside. I kinda want to post it here just to get it out where people can see it. But I also don't want to post it here because I also feel that posting it here puts it on the same level as my fan fiction. I have a freewebs website, where I keep my art. I could set up a new section and put it there. But that might encourage me to update the artwork on that site which is so old I would know where to begin in adding new stuff. (I also haven't done much new stuff... or atleast not kept most of the stuff I have done). I could put it someplace specifically for creative writing or start going to workshops and stuff but that's never really been my thing. I don't know.. but I'll keep you updated. This was really just me getting ideas out and we shall see what comes of it.

Though, where ever it goes my fairytale should go as well. And the new one I'm writing along with it. (the second fairytale being for a class.)

Dungeon Layout

Tue, 03 Mar 2009 23:51:39 GMT

This is the dungeon set up for our event. At least as it stands at the moment.

Any Questions? Comments?

Ok.. so this one isn't just drawings. it can be anything. even striped socks ^_^

Sun, 25 Jan 2009 23:50:38 GMT

I got this from calliopepurple .

The first eight (8) people to respond to this post will get something made by me.
All comments will be screened. Please include your address (if I don't already have it!) so that I can send it out to you.

Restrictions and limitations:

1) I cannot guarantee you will like the result. Not without extensive emailing first and that spoils the surprise. So you may get something random.
2) Whatever I make is yours. For you. There probably won't be anything the exact same made for anyone else.
3) It will be done and with you by the end of 2009.
4) It may be anything.

The catch is that you put this in your journal as well.

PRESENTS FOR YOU:
1.nellierose
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
8.

Only a month late.

Sun, 25 Jan 2009 23:44:42 GMT

this is for slwatson . As part of an art meem. I'm new to Gimp and my tablet so it's kinda rough and i made it a little hazy to compensate.

I hope you like it.

Beauty

Sat, 24 Jan 2009 15:35:14 GMT

I read this in no time flat. I thought it was great. If you haven't seen it before, check it out.

Wed, 14 Jan 2009 14:41:58 GMT

This morning I am writing from Caliban. What is Caliban you might ask. Besides a grotesque Shakespearean Character, it is the name of my new computer. I supposed New is a very relative term in this case. It is James' old computer that he renovated for me and gave it to me as a late Christmas Present. It is set up next to his computer so that we can both be on the computer working and still interact with each other.

Now my keyboard with all the extra keys for accents and special characters is hooked up (that's what I'm typing on. See: ñ, æ í ) Huzzah! I have also hooked up my tablet. but I need to figure out where I put the software so that it works properly.

This work space makes me so happy. It really is the best thing ever!

Tue, 23 Dec 2008 05:22:40 GMT

So, I promised people that I would update over christmas to let people know I'm still alive. Well, I am.

I made it home safely and nellierose : I wanted to tell you that i got the card. thankyou. and any time you want to go get that stuff just call

slwatson : I had been working on the pic for the meem and then I left my tablet in my dorm and wont be able to finish it for two weeks. Sowwy.

Well, another smashing christmas party. I love my relatives but I can only stand so much. Tonight I was told "You looked better as a blonde" "You need to go back to being a blonde; I didn't recognize you' "Are you goth" and then a series of "So, did you vote for Obama" "You're the reason this man got elected" "When are you going to stop being a liberal"

oh and one of my littlest cousins said "you aren't cute"

And aside from listening to gay-bashing and racist remarks for the last hour it was fun.... well actually the party was fun. the party was great. I almost got a lava lamp but in the end someone half my age got it. which is cool he's now the hippest kid in 4th grade. I also found out that the books I got for the kids in my family are all the right levels.

It was hanging around after the party that was depressing. The remarks about being a liberal came out of no where and were attached to nothing I was talking about at the time it was flung as me. I was so caught off guard that I could not finish what I was saying. I also watched helplessly as my sister was ridiculed for not knowing the difference between softball and baseball. and this is my cousin's idea of a fun family conversation.

Oh well.

Edit: I completely forgot about the "oh look an engagement ring" even thought the ring I was wearing was on the opposite hand.

Question:

Thu, 18 Dec 2008 05:55:25 GMT

Why did no one tell me that Bridget Jones' Diary is really just a simplified version of Pride and Prejudice?

I was watching the BBC Pride and Prejudice this evening and when I finished I was interested to know what other things Collin Firth had been in. I looked him up on IMDB and saw that aside from playing Mr. Darcy on the BBC, he also played Mark Darcy in Bridget Jones' Diary. So, intrigued I watched it too.

So, why don't people tell me these things?

I got this from slwatson.

Sat, 13 Dec 2008 03:05:09 GMT

The first five people to comment in this post get to request a sketch of a character/drabble/icon of a pairing or character(s) of their choosing from me. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their drawing ability level.

A Scarlet Pimpernel Fan Fiction

Thu, 11 Dec 2008 18:14:55 GMT

Title: Fireside

Author: Dragonzfaerie

Fandom: The Scarlet Pimpernel

Word count: 1017

Summary: Sir Percy tells Sir Andrew that Margarette denounced the Marquis de St. Cyr.

Warnings: Angst. Otherwise, nothing to warn you about.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of this. We have the wonderful Baroness for that.

Author's notes: The book starts almost exactly one year after Percy and Margarette are married. I wanted to take a stab at what life was like before all of that. I started writing this while I was finishing my finals but refused to let myself post this while I was still finishing them. So this is sort of a post-finals treat.

Andrew stood at the edge of the room reclined against a bookshelf of the study, watching in dismay at his anguish racked friend. The fire was low in the fireplace and Percy's tall slender body had crumpled under the weight of his emotions so that he leaned against the mantle for support. This turned the Great Sir Percy Blakney into a silhouette of pure sorrow.
“My friend. What has turned your immense joy into sorrow? Is it possible that just yesterday you were married as the happiest man in England to the wittiest woman in France? Now you look like a man who has just heard that death sentence pronounced upon him.”
“Perhaps I have.”
*****
Three weeks earlier:
“Percy, it is my love for you that bids me speak such ill news so close to your nuptial.” Andrew had spoken soberly one evening while they sat discussing the plans of the league. “Do you trust this fair she that you so dearly wish to marry?”
Taken back Percy urged candor: “Speak plainly my friend. Is there some news I needs must know? Is Marguiette in danger?”
Andrew looked down, unable to gaze into the keen eyes of his friend. “No, Percy. I have heard that it was she that denounced the Marquis and his family to the tribunal.” There was a slight pause as Andrew looked up “Do you trust her?”
“With my life. Do you, Andrew, trust your sources as much?”
“No, by my life.”
“And by mine I tell you that she is innocent.” Percy stood up and began pacing his study. “She is a daughter of the Revolution, yes, but she is also kind. She is not a woman who would send one person to their death let alone a whole family.”
“You are the best judge of character I know. If you say she is innocent, I will not question it further. I have forgotten the rumor already and dismissed it as nothing more than just that.”
*****
Andrew moved toward his crumbled friend by the fireside. “Has she betrayed you?”
“Or did I betray her?” Those pale eyes pierced through Andrew when Percy looked up. “Was I a fool to marry her knowing there was a scandal in her shadow? How stupid was I to marry for love?” Percy stumbled back a few feet to the armchair near the fireplace. Sitting splayed out with one arm over the sides of the arms of the chair and one long slender hand shadowing his face.“Percy, take cheer my man. You, who of so late insisted that no evil could touch your ladies lips, now finds yourself her betrayer? How so? In what fashion?”
“Those lips, that I thought knew no evil, divulged evil to me. I have undone everything in this.”
“The Marquis?”
“Aye, my friend.”
“She confessed to you she denounced him.”
“Yes. This morning.”
The tension that had been growing in Sir Andrew exploded. “A day after your wedding? Before the honeymoon could even begin properly? My God what was she thinking?”
Calmly and coolly-- too coolly for this man of passion-- Percy responded. “I surmise, Andrew, that she wished not to loose me and thought that I would forgive her more easily if she married me before telling me.”
“Foolish girl. Did she give you a reason? Or tell you why she denounced him?”
“No. She simply entered the room this morning, while I was tying my cravat. She wore her traveling cloak and had a bag in one hand a letter crumbled in the other. Seeing her in my mirror, I bade her goodmorning. She hastily said that man and wife should not keep secrets and announced, 'It was I who denounced the Marquis and his family. By now, I believe you have surely heard such. I have just received news of their execution, it seems that beloved Scarlet Pimpernel did not save them. I must go to Armand today. I will send letters to you by and by.' And with that she left my room. That was twelve hours ago, and I have heard nothing from her. I sent letters to my ship telling them that I would not be leaving today, and the letter which I sent to you.”
“Was there no remorse for what she has done?”
“My dear friend. I can not know. I looked away so to seem as if I didn't care. By the time I looked up she had turned to leave. Right before the wedding yesterday, Armand pulled me aside and said that he had seen too much cruelty and as soon as I took his fair sister over to England, he would begin working with the League here in France. He does not even know yet that I am its leader and yet he told me this as his brother not as his leader. Surely, he is not involved in this in any way. So, why does she run to him?.... Oh, Andrew. I have so many unanswered questions and so much heart ache.”
“What was that about the Scarlet Pimpernel? Does she know your identity?”
“I do not know. But from this point forth even to her I will remain aloof, giving the illusion that I am not who I am. This will reduce any suspicions she may have.”
“Did you think to go to her? My friend, I urge you to question her further.”
“No,” Percy's voice was heavy with resignation. “The time for questions is passed. I can never reveal to her my identity as the scarlet pimpernel. She has lost my trust, even if she does still have my love, now and forever.”
Andrew put his hand on the shoulder of his fearless leader. Then he turned to walk out of the room. Stopping at the door he turned. “I'll go and see Armand at dawn.” Percy lifted his head from his hand and looked at his friend. “And while I'm there I'll send your wife to your house. Good Night, old friend.” With that he left Percy alone in the room sitting by the dying fire.

WOW

Wed, 10 Dec 2008 12:13:08 GMT

that's really the only word to describe my experience. At six I decided to walk down to the bay to clear my head. I put on my headphones and started walking. Suddenly the Safety Dance and then I would walk 500 Miles came on my media player. I danced on the bay front in the dark. Then I realized that the Cook Hall was open so I went in got to see the wonderful decorations all lit up with no one else around. on the way back I listened to the B52's Rock Lobster. I got back and saw that x dorm looked glorious all lit up with the lightened sky behind it. So, I grabbed my camera and got a few good shots that I'll upload latter on.

Its this Awesome. It really made me go "I love this Place!"

Now, It's time for me to get back to work. I have finished one and only have 4 pages for the other. I guess they wont be that great but they will be done. and since they are definitely concept pieces for my thesis I figure I'll have a chance to rework them later on. So, eight hours the finish up.

Oh, and on a side note. The Scarlet Pimpernel Musical? It's AWESOME. I love the music I've been listening to it all night. I really want to see a production of it now.

Wed, 10 Dec 2008 08:49:51 GMT

Ok, I waited until I felt like I have accomplished enough to give myself leave to write a post, which always seems compulsory during paper writing. SO, progress? I have been up since about 10 this morning and don't foresee sleep before 8 tonight. I have written about 5 and 5 on the 8 and 10 page papers i have due at 5:00 today. One is on the One-sex model and Judith Butler's Gender Trouble and the other is on The Duchess of Malfi and The Roaring Girl. They are moving well now. but I'm definitely going to beat myself up. I should have started this much earlier. But I keep pumping myself full of Coffee so that I wont care and my fingers just keep clicking the keys.

on as slower note. I've not worked on it much since I have had finals to do. but I have worked a little and now I am:

yep three colors from the end.

ok guys. Get sleep and do well on finals (those of you who have them.)

updates and news

Wed, 26 Nov 2008 13:11:12 GMT

SO I've actually already started other projects. which means that this one is starting to slow ever some much. Thought I only have a hundred more lines and should finish the scarf soon. though knitting isn't exactly the end.

the new thing I've working on is a wrap shirt which I think will be awesome. though I was about a foot into it and took it all apart last night because I decided I had made it too small. so RESET.

TOday nellierose and I go to my parents house for dinner and my birthday. i expect it will be fun. I'm skipping classes today in order to get there faster.

CRISIS OVERTED

Tue, 18 Nov 2008 19:51:01 GMT

So this morning I picked up my knitting and found that several of the stitches had come undone. I was terrified that I had messed it up so badly that I wouldn't be able to fix it. but after about 30 mins I got it back together. I also put one of the stitches back together wrong and then had to fix it. But i did and aside from a worn looking stitches, it's all fixed.

and I am now here:

W00T

Mon, 17 Nov 2008 05:00:36 GMT

I'm totally getting there. It is taking me so long but I'm still moving very quickly. I just have so many Ideas of other things I want to do.. But I am going to finish this. even if it kills me.

I just wanted to celebrate 75%.

Thu, 13 Nov 2008 20:33:25 GMT

I got this from
slwatson. I'm not so big on my writing.. but I think that is particularly because I'm overly critical of everything I do. But since I couldn't resist here's the meme:
If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favourite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).

In the realm of fan fiction:
        It was the sound of a broken soul fighting for its last shred of humanity.
        "How stupid was I to marry for love?”
In the realm of poetry:
                                                                   And I,
        Your Plato, asking questions to the world.
In the realm of well... it's not quite fan fiction and but its not quite completely original:
        In the past, men have told this story, but every time they got it wrong because they did not recognize who this story is about.

scarf and life

Wed, 12 Nov 2008 12:42:54 GMT

So on the scarf front. It is now to the point i can't simply hold one end in the air and hold it off the ground. It's so wonderful. I wrap the scarf around my neck while i knit. and here it is:

Also, for those of you playing along at home (ie not New College students) and therefore had no clue what was going on last week:
At me school every year (for as long as I've been here) we play a game called Zombies. It lasts for a week, with one person starting as a zombie and everyone else starting as a human. if a zombie touches you, you are dead (and then become a zombie). you can only fend them off with water pistols if squirted the zombie must retreat 100 feet and not attach for five minutes.

I died a rather inglorious death in my opinion. I died trying to get out of class (oh, did I mention we play this around classes) and died getting into someones car.

Tue, 11 Nov 2008 00:19:18 GMT

game death occurred for Monica at 1400hours today. I new return you to your regularly scheduled program.

hiding.

Mon, 10 Nov 2008 16:26:00 GMT

I typed this in order to keep my sanity in the early morning. Thank the gods I am still alive to type it up. I am currently in a defended fortress. It has become a mecca to the survivors. I am waiting here until my next meeting. So here is my message from earlier:

I'm sitting alone in the dark, waiting. I have a while yet before my meeting takes place. I knew getting here would not be to difficult. I have learned the habits of these mindless creatures. However, that also meant that I arrived here hours ahead of shedule.

But now that I'm here I feel trapped. The zombies will be out by the time my meeting ends. I think I actually hear a few of them now, starting to roam outside the door.

If I could but stay here until the creatures are gone all would be well. However, this is not the case. My mission is to leave here and and make several more meetings in the area before night fall, all of which are time sensitive.

I don't know how I'm going to do this. Can I hold them off long enough to get where I must?

I have seen the sickness now. It ravages the people it consumes. Most of the people I knew are now amongst the numbers of the zombie hoard. Confronting them will be terrible. But i must or I will die. or worse, become one of them. But i will not do that. I would sooner destroy myself than become one of them.

After writing this my meeting came. Afterward there were several humans going my way. And now in the fortress, I have met others again going my way. There are more of us that I first thought. This reassures me.