Monday, April 11, 2011

BDEA 11: It's Gettin' Hot In Hurr

Greetings!

Today is another one of those where I have nothing to talk about.

Target was not fun, again. Our scanners went down so I kept having to call people over the walkies to find stuff (or rather, tell me that we were out of things).

It's warm, which is nice but I'm hot because I'm wearing a hoodie because when I got to work I had to do a freezer pull (which is just stock for the feezer)and it was massive and I was cold. THen I never took the hoodie off. That was not smart.

My throat is sore. I'm drinking ghetto iced tea (Dairymens FTW) and eating popcorn for dinner.

I'll probably nom on some chewy cookies later.

A balanced diet.

Fare thee well,
April

Sunday, April 10, 2011

BEDA 10: Melting

Greetings!

This morning I woke up and it was hot as balls. Huzzah! The weather in bipolar Cleveland was finally starting to change in the right direction.

Yes! Warm weather!

Although I'm not the best at heat (it makes me weak) I was excited. Time to break out the shorts and the tank tops (except at Target where apparently I'll still be doomed to red and khaki pants.

So I get upstairs from sleeping in the basement and the house is, as always, melting.

But I sit down on the couch and prepare to wait Bait Car and then I smell something. A smelly sort of smell.

The smell that you smell when you turn the heat on in your house.

IT WAS 80 DEGREES AND SOMEONE HAD TURNED ON THE HEAT!

I did not understand. I still do not understand why, on the first hot day of summer, after staying here house sitting in the cold for three days THIS was the day that someone turned on the heat.

My brain was confused.

It was simple as turning the heat off and opening a few doors and blowing a fan to cool it down slightly, but still--it is hot as balls out here.

It is incredibly hot. But tomorrow it will be 60 and slowly the temperature will drop to the 40 again, just in time for me to turn 20. Boo!

Ah, the sun is setting. I can already feel it cooling down.

Time for me to relax...

Fare thee well,
April

Saturday, April 9, 2011

BEDA 9: 20 More Little Things

Greetings!

So, I've been feeling incredibly stressed out and angry as of late and I've been having a hard time relaxing. So, I decided to use to day to make another list of 20 more little things that make me happy, to remind myself that life is not as horrible as I think it is currently:

1. Walking inside from the cold into a warm house.

2. A nice cup of green tea with honey.

3. Listening to Picard say "Make it so" and "Energize"

4. Listening to Wizard Rock.

5. Rereading Blogging Twilight.

6. Getting to watch Attack of the Show.

7. Really hot, really tasty bacon pizza.

8. Reading Sonnets.

9. That irritated look Dana Scully gets on her face every time Mulder finds evidence of aliens that can be easily dismissed by science.

10. Dragon Ball Z Abridged "I have green skin, pointy ears, and a turban. Oh, yeah--I must look like so many other people."

11. Horatio Caine one liners.

12. Trying to teach my boyfriend's nephew to say "April" without him saying "ball?" instead.

13. Rereading my old writing and cringing at how bad I used to be.

14. Blasting my music and singing along to it.

15. Yu-Yu Hakusho Abridged. "Damn, Hiei. When'd you have time to chop him up like that?" "About 2 seconds after I nailed your mother." "Haha. And I thought you didn't have a sense of humor." "I don't."

16. Watching Mystery Diagnosis and making myself even more of a hypochondriac one episode at a time.

17. Dancing--when people aren't watching me of course.

18. Successfully making and consuming Shake and Bake.

19. Hanging out with people I haven't seen in a while.

20. Coloring in a color book with crayons.

Whew. Tough to do when I'm not feeling at 100% April. I'll be honest though, watching the Horatio one liner really perked me up quite a lot.

Fare thee well,
April

Friday, April 8, 2011

BEDA 8: Relax

Greetings.

I don't feel like blogging today.

I woke up to an anxiety attack and have been handling it all day.

So, I don't feel like blogging.

Instead I'd like to crawl into a hole and sleep or something.

But I can't. I've been trying and I can't.

Today has been a horrible day and I fear it I am the only one to blame for it.

*sigh*

Fare thee well,
April

Thursday, April 7, 2011

BEDA 7: Weird Nerd Love Part 2

Greetings!

I love anime.

Most of the anime I watch is mainstream, but still, what I've watched, I've loved. And just like with books and TV personalities who host the news, I am in love with a few anime characters.

We'll begin with my firs anime love. I thought it was Gary Oak from Pokemon, ah Gary.

But then I realized that there was one character I've been crushing on since LONG before Gary.

Tuxedo Mask from Sailor Moon.

Ah, yes, just thinking about him makes the five-year-old girl in me weak in the knees. That top hat, that cap, the roses. I was sold. I'm still sold.

And I still can't explain why Serena never could tell that Tuxedo Mask was her beloved Darien because it was so obvious.

Tuxedo mask was so dreamy, not only because of the dreamy effects that they used on the screen--surrounding him with flower petals, make the screen all foggy and what not--but because he was a super hero. He would always come out of nowhere and save the day and Sailor Moon would be like "Oh, Tuxedo Mask, you're so awesome and dreamy" and he'd be all like, "Yes. Yes I am" and then disappear.

I still swoon just thinking about it.

Number two on my list is Uryu Ishida from Bleach.

I know, Uryu? The nerd? Mr. Handy-Crafts?

Yes. I mean, hello. I love to knit and I love nerds. And he wears glasses. I am a sucker for a guy with glasses.

And look at the bow and arrow.  Gaze and be amazed at the size. The sheer strength. . .

Uryu is a champ too. He constantly has to put up Ichigo and Renji and lord knows their more than occasional stupidity makes you want to ram your head through a wall.

Plus he's a sweetheart. I know you saw the Bount Arc. I know you were sad when his lady friend went away forever.

And yes, he kind of starts out as a douche--I know, but he redeems himself. He gets to be awesome.

Not to mention, he's a pretty snazzy dresser.

I am such a weirdo.

Last, but certainly not least, is Edward Elric from Fullmetal Alchemist.

Sure, he's not the tallest guy around standing at about 4'11" (poor guy), and sure he may have an automail arm and leg.

But Ed's heart is always in the right place. His morals started off pretty bad, attempting the whole human transmutation, but he only did it because he was a little kid who missed him mommy and used his special talent to try to get her back. You can't really fault him for that.

And he and Alphonse and tight. And it's so cute. You don't see brotherly love like that. My brothers don't love each other like that.

And then there's Ed and Winry. Sure, he keeps her at arms length, but it's only because he obviously loves her so much. Remember Barry the Chopper (and I'm thinking FMa not FMA Brotherhood)? Remember how sad he felt when she got attacked and he almost couldn't save her?

How bad he feels every time he hurts her? Or hurts Al? Or how he felt when he let his teacher down.

Edward Elric has such a big heart despite his small size. Plus he can use alchemy and kicks ass with his automail.

So Tuxedo Mask, Utryu, and Edward don't have much cross over at all in anyway, but whatever. My brain is scattered around all over the place so that should explain some things obviously.

Until tomorrow.

Fare thee well,
April

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

BEDA 6: Now With More Dolphin

Greetings!

So, I totally was going to write this blog about anime characters that I love, but it's late and I won't be able to give it the care and attention that it deserves.

Instead, I'll tell you about other stuff.

Like tonight at Target, I finished with all my work at about 9:45 which left me with nothing to do for 45 minutes. Some of my softlines buddies finished way before that.

Sometimes while I'm at work I think of really clever things that I could write about but I don't have the opportunity to write them down. It makes me a sad panda.

We are currently debating on whether or not you can use miracle whip if it expired back in August and September.

We say no. One says it's just "the sell by date."

A likely story.

This conversation just happened:

BF: This tuna says it's not dolphin safe?

Me: Really?

BF: No. Why would they put that on a can?

Me: They would in Japan.

BF: This is not Japan.

Me: In Japan they probably say "Now with more dolphin."

Oh yeah, that was in bad taste. I made a joke in bad taste verbally. Booyah.

Fare thee well,
April

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

BEDA 5: An Open Letter it Kanye West

Dear Kanye West,

I am a huge fan of yours. I mean, I've never heard a song that you've made that I didn't like.

Seriously, if not for you would ever listen to rap music. You are an innovator.

You're awesome. You know you're awesome right? People have had to tell you that you're awesome right?

Oh. . . Right, I guess you do know that you're awesome considering the fact that once you get past how the amazing sound that you created, all your lyrics pretty much talk about how amazing you know you are.

So, music aside, I guess, you're a talkative, self-important douche bag.

I've always known you were a douche, Kanye, but it really hit me the day that you interrupted Taylor Swift.

Seriously, what  made you think that it was okay for you do that? To Taylor Swift of all people. And then she wrote a song about how you're a douche and that you need to grow up.

Buddy, listen, how would you like if it you were on stage winning an award for the biggest douche, as always, proclaiming to the world how awesome you are and how everyone else should just be happy that you even exist because their lives would be so worthless without you, and out of nowhere, Taylor Swift comes on stage and says "I'mma let you finish, but Mike 'The Situation' is the biggest  douche bag of all time" and walked away.

How dare she interrupt you in them middle of your speech. Your moment of glory to tell you that you are not worthy?

And that's exactly what you did to her. Shameful.

Still, even after all that I still listened to your music.

But I'm sad to say that I can no longer support your music.

And it's not because your music is bad, but only because you have become even more of a douche than I thought possible.

How? If you could be mean to Taylor swift, who I love, and still have my support, what could I possibly be offended by?

Your diamond teeth.

Really? What the hell were you thinking?

Fare thee well,
April

Monday, April 4, 2011

BEDA 4: Tear Jerkers

Greetings!

When I cry, it's usually because I'm angry and not because I'm sad or distraught. There are exceptions, like the last time I saw all of my friends before we went away to college or that day my brother got a concussion on a swing when I was eight.

The biggest exception to the sad rule is movies and sad TV shows. When Rose and the Doctor got stuck in different dimensions my heartbroke and it still does every time. But the list of movies goes on far longer than the list of TV shows and there are three movies that will undoubtedly make me cry every time I watch them.

The first is Rugrats: The Movie. I know what you're thinking--how can a movie about babies make me cry? Well, there is more than one instance in this movie that will bring the water works. The first is when Didi mom is reading Tommy a story and Stu brings Dill into the room and she stops reading to sing Dill to sleep. As soon as Dill is asleep they leave the room and never finish reading to Tommy. So Tommy, sits in the closet feeing sad and abandoned. And I will cry.

The second is when Tommy and Dill are stuck alone together and Tommy is about to give Dill away to the monkeys and Dill gets scared and starts clinging to Tommy. It's so sweet every time that I just started crying.

The last tie is when Spike fights the wolf and everyone thinks he's dead. Oh, man. You have no idea how much that sucked for me. And I cried like some wolf killed my own dog. And I'm always so overwhelmed when I find out he's not dead that I cry some more.

You're probably laughing at me for crying during Rugrats but whatever.

The second movies that never fails to make me cry is Titanic. I know, incredibly cliched but whatever. I am a sucker for love stories and Jack and Rose are one of my favorites.

The only part of the movie that really makes me cry is when she jumps off the lifeboat and back onto Titanic and finds Jack and is like "You jump I jump right?"

Every time.

The last movie is a movie that I have seen once and probably can't watch again for fear that I'll lose control again. Never have I ever cried so hard at a movie as I did when I saw Toy Story 3.

That movie is too serious. The scene in the dump just made me cry so hard. I felt like my life was over. It hurt so much I couldn't stand it and the end obviously. I left that theatre in tears.

Toy Story 3 was incredible but it's too much for me to handle.

Other movies that have made me cry are Pokemon the First Movie, A Walk to Remember, Harry Potter 5 and 7 part one.

I also cried after I watched The Village but that was because I couldn't believe I'd wasted my time watching that movie.

Haha, I'm joking.

Fare thee well,
April

Sunday, April 3, 2011

BEDA 3: M. Night Shamalanadingdong

Greetings!

Do you remember WAY back when when M. Night Shyamalan first came onto the scene and everyone was pretty excited about his movies because they were pretty boss?

I mean, I watched the Sixth Sense. That movie was pretty damn good. And I liked Unbreakable as well.

But then we got to Signs and something about it just didn't feel right. Maybe it was because the only movies I liked Mel Gibson in were Pocahontas and Lethal Weapon. I get pretty excited about movies with aliens because I am an alien lover and all that, but Signs just wasn't my cup of tea. It wasn't completely bad but it could've been a lot better.

Still, I had hope that Shyamalan would come back and wow everyone with another good movie.

. . . And then I saw The Village.

This movie was horrible that I watched it once and Shyamalan lost all credibility.

Town stuck in the 1700s on the inside of a reserve in a forest where people dress up as animals to keep everyone from discovering the truth? Are you serious?

I watched that movie on a snow day when I was home from school. I cannot believe I wasted my snow day like that.

It started off pretty good, you know, you sat and you wondered what kinds of animals live in the forest and all that jazz but then Liam Neeson comes out and is like "Oh, we're the monsters."

And then she climbs a wall and, behold, civilization.

*head desk*

So, I decided to never watch another M. Night Shyamalan film again.

I saw the trailer for Lady in the Water and decided "I will not waste my time again."

But then, The Happening came out and it was rated-R and it had Mark Wahlberg and John Leguizamo and Zooey Deschanel and the concept of the movie didn't sound too horrible, so I thought, maybe it'll be a good one.

*shakes head*

No. Just no.

The only thing more disappointing than The Happening was The Knowing with Nick Cage and I feel about his acting the same way that I feel about Shyamaln's directing.

Which brings me to the greatest Shyamalan tragedy ever:

The Last Airbender. Do you know how psyched I was when I discovered that they were making that into a movie? I danced with glee and twirled and sang and was so happy.

And when I finally saw the trailer for it I was excited. It looked pretty cool. And then it said those words that also mean "This film will be terrible":

Directed by M. Night Shyamalan.

And then over and over and over again thousands of Avatar fans cried out in pain because such a masterful animated series had been butchered by this destroyer of everything he touches.

Most recently, I believe, he came out with a movie called Devil which is about five people being stuck in an elevator with, you guessed it, the devil.

Personally, I think a film about being stuck in an elevator would be scary enough, but throw in a stupid twist like the devil and slap Shyamalan's name on it and even I'm to frightened to watch it.

Fare thee well,
April

Saturday, April 2, 2011

BEDA 2: Weird Nerd Love

Greetings!

It comes as no surprise to most people that I have pretty odd tastes in everything. Tragically, my music collection consists mostly of Wizard Rock, 80's Soft Rock, and Taylor Swift which just leaves most people looking at me like I've grown a third head (because, obviously, I already have two).

I'd like to say  that as I've gotten older my taste has gotten better, but it hasn't. It's only become more dated, more Wizard Rocky and more Taylor Swifty.

Musical interests aside, my attraction to most things in life is always odd. Including, most especially, my nerd crushes.

You know, your nerd crushes--those people you see reporting the news or narrating on the History Channel that just make your insides turn to mush?

What? I'm the only one that has those? Well, this is awkward. . .

Anyway, I've got three big nerd crushes. I'll start with the one that's stuck around for the longest:

George Stephanopoulos.

Now that you're done scratching your head, let me explain.

It all started a long time ago before he was an anchor or Good Morning America. Back when he was a political correspondent for ABC. And then he had his own political talk show in the morning on Sundays that I used to watch.

Political jargon always goes right over my head (I need to take a Poli-Sci class) so I never really paid much attention to what was going on, but I always watched George.

I'll be honest, what really caught my eye. One day, he popped up on to the screen and Oh. My. God. Yellow blazer. Black slacks. Black and yellow tie.

George Stephanopoulos is a Hufflepuff. Be still my beating heart.

It was a sign that this nerd love was meant to be. One day, I'll stop sleeping in so late and I'll be able to get up on time to actually watch him on the morning news again, and eventually I'll be more politically savvy and be able to understand more than 25% of what he's talking about.

My second nerd love is one of the contributors to one of my favorite television shows ever--The Universe. I always say that if I had been born with a talent for math and not for English, I'd definitely be working toward getting into NASA to do research because outer space, the final frontier, my God, I can't imagine a more enchanting field to study.

But alas, I can't wrap my brain around all the math that it takes understand how the universe works so, instead, I listen to my nerd love, Michio Kaku, dumb it down for me.

You're probably scratching your head again. I know, I know. But you just don't understand.

He's adorable. I probably find him adorable because every time I look at him I see a little Chibi-Michio, but that's beside the point. When he's on The Universe or talking to Nightline about the crisis in Japan, he always knows what he's talking about.

On the Universe he gets so excited. He'll sit there and talk about Shoemaker-Levy 9 and be so excited and say something like "It was the first time we were able to witness an extraterrestrial collision with our own two eyes! It was so boss!"

Of course, he doesn't use words like "Boss" although, my nerd head would probably explode if he did. Still, he gets really excited when he talks about things like that and when I see people nerding out about things that I nerd out about it just makes the little fangirl in me do a jig.

Also, don't act like you haven't noticed that he looks like an older version of Masi Oka.

And now, we come to my last nerd love. This guy is the reason I wanted to join Star Fleet as a child.

George Takei.

Now I know what you're thinking--"Come on, April! George Takei is gay! He could never love you!"

I know this, obviously, but gosh darn it, I can't help how I feel! I have felt this way since the very first time I watched Star Trek The Original Series.

And then recently, watching Heroes I discovered--Oh. My. God! Mr. Sulu is Hiro's father.

So, obviously, I love George Takei not because of his mind but because of the fantastically nerdy projects he's a part of. And I love that he's so openly passionate about equal marriage rights--this could have something to do with the fact that he's gay, but whatever. I am inclined to love people who love people loving people.

Did I mention that I followed him on Twitter and he DMed me? And my little nerd head nearly imploded from it.

I love that man.

Anyway, those are the nerd loves of April.

More like this to come in the future. It will be filled with people who are considerably less old (with the exception of Sean Connery) and less Asian (with the exception of Johnny Yong Bosch. Man, do I love Johnny Yong Bosch).

Fare thee well,
April

Friday, April 1, 2011

BEDA 1: BEDA Take Two

Greetings!

That's right! It's April Brother-tuckers! Brace yo'self foos!

Now, that's I've got that brief moment of insanity out of the way, let's get down to the meat of it.

Blog Every Day in April has begun. Are you excited? I am excited. I did pretty good in August with BEDA, I thought, heck, another go won't hurt.

Especially since the RWCC Challenge failed so spectacularly. BUT at least I kept my apartment clean (well, not the past two days--things have been stressful here this week).

Anyway, I've written down some topics to blog about since August was filled with me being angsty and sad and angry and progressively more so as the month went on.

It'll be harder this time around since I'll be working more than I did in August, but heck, I managed to win NaNoWriMo TWICE going to school full-time (let's not talk about the fail of 2010, kthnxbai).

Besides, April is my month. I was BORN this month. I was named after this month. I may get confused every time someone mentions the date and I think people are calling me and they aren't but whatever.

Fun things are planned for this month.

Ready. Set. Blog.

Tomorrow of course.

Fare thee well,
April