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deviantART: by:theONLYdevildog http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:theONLYdevildog&section=today deviantART RSS for by:theONLYdevildog en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Fri, 18 Dec 2009 05:50:37 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png I'm sorry everyone, I'm still alive.... http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/7452463/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/7452463/ Fri, 30 Dec 2005 00:24:05 PST Mood:

Reading:The Awakening
Listening to: Momus's Stars Forever

I'm sorry I haven't been around these past few weeks...a lot has happened, and I'm sorry I couldn't be there to comment on your work, read your journals, just support your art. I had to go away for a while, and I'll probably still be going for a while.

You see, I'm going through a really bad bout of depression. I won't burden you with details, I just want you to know why I was gone, and that (yes Tory), I'm still alive. Becauese with the internet, you have no face or voice, and when they dissapear they're gone.

I have actually written a lot during this time; I may or may not post it.

Just wanted to let you know I'm thinking of you,

Sam ]]> ~theONLYdevildog *sigh* http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6963839/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6963839/ Sat, 05 Nov 2005 15:30:42 PST
Let's just say most of the world sucks and I wished I lived in Sweden.

~Sam ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Something funny I found in the forums http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6909680/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6909680/ Sun, 30 Oct 2005 18:55:40 PST Mood:

Reading: Bunch of things at the moment, too long a list.
Listening to: YahooLAUNCHcast.
Watching: Nadda.

"1) Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning.

2) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.

3) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.

4) Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn't changed at all; women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.

5) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed; the sanctity of Britney Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage would be destroyed.

6) Straight marriages are valid because they produce children. Gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.

7) Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.

8) Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.

9) Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home. That's why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.

10) Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms. Just like we haven't adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.

Please post this in your journal if you are for gay marriage. "

This is so true it's sad!

You are born gay, you cannot change being gay, and gay people are not going anywhere.

Here's a Scandanavian proverb for you, goes something like, "A country can be judged by the way it treats it's minorities."

So, how are we doing? Not too well, I should think. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog *Tears* Oh My Poor Characters..... http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6850101/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6850101/ Mon, 24 Oct 2005 19:01:29 PDT Mood:

Our assignment for this weekend in screenwriting is to write a scene by scene outline for the rest of our script. I'm now on the point of tears. Just, my script is so...so...sad! Simon's life is so indredibly depressing, I just want to go in and save him and hug him.

The tears are welling up for him...and his ending will not be happy

.

I don't think I can stand it, I'm going to start sobbing. This is based on articles I've read, this happens, this brutality against what people find sinful...

It's too sad, too sad, too sad....

. Oh God, the world is too frightening...

This is a horror movie. I knew what was going to happen roughly...but I didn't think they would happen like this.

But this is how the world works sometimes...like in the movie American History X.

I just wish it wouldn't permeate into my dreams.

Yet, the outline is done

.

[Update]: =eustressor requested that I post the lyrics that NO ONE CAN SEE! (

) So here they are.

And you should all buy his albums, because they will blow your mind

.

Lost Blues
by Will Oldham

Don't you want to go where things move slow?
Give me a little time to take what I know
Follow the oceanline, follow the flow
Give me a little time to take what I know

Oh, and he's calling, but I do not answer
I am hunting for me now, and I must go quietly
And it's a hard way of walking, oh and I know
It's a hard way of talking, oh and I know

Oh, don't let your guard down,
and don't live far from town
Follow the oceanline, follow the flow
Give me a little time to take what I know
Give me a little time to take what I know

Oh, Lordy, Lordy, I am downstairs crying
They try and shush me, but I holler gleefully
In a house made for sleeping, oh and I know
With a mouth made of gold, oh and I know

I see him smile at me, smiling desperately
If only you would trust me, we would live happily
In a house made of silver, oh and I know
In a house made of platinum, oh and I know
Oh, hold the raft at the ready,
hold it fast, hold it steady
Follow the oceanline, follow the flow
Give me a little time to take what I know
Give me a little time to take what I know

I am officially a Will Oldham obsessed fan. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Updates and Thingies http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6820684/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6820684/ Thu, 20 Oct 2005 16:30:10 PDT Mood:

Reading:The Mists of Avalon. I know! It's freakin' long but I love it. Almost makes me want to be a Druid...except for the sacraficing.
Listening:Push Barman to Open Old Wounds by Belle and Sebastian. LISTEN TO THEM, DAMN IT! They're awesome!
Watching:House

.

The last journal I put up was depressing me, man, so I had to do something else, even though I have absolutely nothing whatsoever to say.

Well, I've updated my script, for those of you who are wondering what happens

. The next scene I still have to work on, it's going to be so sweet and romantic and *estrogen rush*.

You'll like it, Simon's so awkwardly funny. In screenwriting one of my fellow "classmates" said, "You should get him laid by the end!"

LOL, I agree. ~synthwrr was grossed out though.

I've also put up some new stories, mainly The Abduction of Ganymedes and my *majour* rewrite of Exiles of the Establishment. I'm having fun with it, man!

Yo, dawg, gotta comment, gee!

And if you do, I'll never say that again

.

Peace out, y'all.

~Sam ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Life.... http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6770802/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6770802/ Fri, 14 Oct 2005 22:57:41 PDT Oh woe is me,
for you cannot see,
that my heart is breaking
like an icecube.

You are now wittness to the most crappiest poem I'm ever written in my life. But, as I sit here and let the words drip numbly out of me, it's the truth. Life is breaking me. In the morning it will not be so, but now it is. Christianity is frightening me, and this used to not be so. Our country is frightening me, and this used to not be so. My family's two shards scattered across the globe. Self-esteem is a constant tide and sometimes it fades out of existence.

Where are you God when the world has forsaken me?
Where are you God when they threw stones at me?
You are absent when the bitter hate chokes me,
but were you ever there at all?
You'll release me in death,
oh yes you will,
but what about my time on Earth?
I'll slowly suffocate on their clotted ignorance
while countless young commit their suicide.
Save me from their blackened hearts,
soften their resolve with your true word.
Why do they proffess your name,
dear God,
when they do not even know themselves?

I hate fundamentalists. I'm sorry, but I hope God makes their lives miserable.

I am not a good person,
my resolve is fluid like the wind.

Why must the stupid of the world torment me?

Colour me with the golden threads,
lose me in your everlasting love.

Someday I will overcome my soul, but what about now?

Bide your time,
dear one,
while your heart slowly grows.

Adieu, fair world, adieu:

For the world grows dark
in my ever tearing eyes. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog PLAN http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6750455/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6750455/ Wed, 12 Oct 2005 16:52:08 PDT Mood:

Reading: The Mists of Avalon. A hundred pages to go!
Listening to: Our Endless Numbered Days by Iron and Wine. I can't stop listening to the songs Sodom, South Georgia and Passing Afternoon.
Watching: The Quiet Room. It was like watching a version of myself.

Today I took the PLAN, a preliminary for the ACT today. Since I'm a sophmore, it doesn't count, but since they want you to take it and they only give you one chance, I roused myself from my sick bed and into the library, where they gave me extra time. These tests are really hard for me to read.

Anyways, it went okay, except my nose ran like a waterfall, my head pounded, my back ached, and my throat hurt. Oh well, such is life. It wasn't particuarly hard, in fact it was easy. The math never really went above basic geometry, mainly it seemed like my pre-al class. Only that was harder (I worked my butt off). I actually liked it better than the PSAT, which I took last year. The reading and writing made more sense to me and the questions were a bit more intelligent. I think last year I got a 189 on the PSAT, which was in the 92% against the juniors who took it.

Yeah me.

There were seventy questions that came with it on my "interests," which were supposed to help determine my "career." I almost laughed when I came to this one:

Would you enjoy trimming and pruning hedges?

Yeah, sure, manual labour always gets teenagers thrilled!

I sort of analyzed the test while I was taking it, and pretty much am predicting what I'll get. No business, no "manual labour." I'll probably get career choices in polotics, sciences, and the arts. Because those were the only interested I circled L for "like."

Bleck, I hate these things.

Anyways, I've been really sick, so I haven't done a lot of writing, which I'm upset about. I tried to start writing a short story on the abduction of Ganymedes (I love him!

. He needs all the help he can get, poor guy), but felt too sick to continue. I'll try to start it up again...*sigh*. I've only been doing writing for my campfire on writing.com.

If you're curious, here's the link: Living Among the Lowly.

My sense of humour is funny. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog 20 Random Things About Me http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6716958/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6716958/ Sat, 08 Oct 2005 23:52:38 PDT by

, but now I get to tag others...

I tag:

Now for my random little list:

1.) I've gotten two proposals, both of them from four year olds.
2.) I have a bad habbit of clicking my thumbs, which annoys the hell out of my sister.
3.) I once cried at Titanic, and can't blame it on PMS.
4.) My philosophy on clothes is "If it doesn't smell it's clean."
5.) I never road a bike again till I was fifteen since I had a little accident on one when I was eight. Modesty forbids me from saying what!
6.) I own practically every Calvin and Hobbes comic book, and still read them.
7.) I slide down stairs. Don't ask me how.
8.) I will only walk on the left side of a person since I can really only see out of my right eye. It's always amusing when people can't find me

.
9.) I once slept till 4:45 p.m.
10.) I've had about 4 full blown panic attacks. And I didn't think I was dying.
11.) I once ran out of a teacher's classroom when I was really angry at them.
12.) I'm an INTP (or J sometimes) on the Myers-Briggs test.
13.) I sometimes watch the E! channel.
14.) I'm scared of fundamentalists.
15.) I can stay in a bookshop for three hours or more.
16.) Museums are my favourite places-I once stared at a Kandinsky painting for what seemed like a half hour.
17.) I like tar tar.
18.) I had mono when I was ten.
19.) I've never been on a date, and probably won't till college knowing my luck.
20.) Sometimes I'll say something just to shock people

. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog My Mouth Can't Be Trusted While I Sleep http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6671914/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6671914/ Tue, 04 Oct 2005 18:22:33 PDT Mood:

I was exhausted and oppinionated today. Not a nice combination. I kept on forgetting my point!
Reading: The Mists of Avalon. 300 pages to go!
Listening to: Ocean Beach by Red House Painters. If you haven't heard them you're missing out

.
Watching: Nothing. Well, last thing I watched was America's Next Top Model marathon. ....Stop staring at me!

Alright, by now I'm sure you're wondering what the hell my title means. Now I shall tell you. It means I freakin' grind my teeth while I sleep! I went to the dentist the other day and she said it was literally wearing away my molers. So, now I have to wear night guards.

Cursed things.

I just got mine today and set it to my teeth this afternoon, and now I know...I am destined for insomnia! I have to sleep with a big hunk of PLASTIC in my mouth! AAAGGGHHH!!!!!!!!!!

Well, hopefully I won't wake up anymore with my jaw clamped shut from grinding.

On another note, I'm really working up a storm on my screenplay, which is fun. I rewrote the first opening scenes to better introduce Simon and Ambeline. Poro Simon...

.

Also, I'm working on this big project involving Greek myths. Half of it is going to be set in modern times, the other half will be retellings of the ancient myths. God, I love them! There is so much to be found in each one over and over again, and they can constantly be retold in so many different angles.

In the modern part I focus on Hephaestus, who I have a soft spot for (guess why), and some others like Athena and Poseidon. I'm having way too much fun with this, I even started an interactive story thing on writing.com (for the initiated, a campfire

).

Anyways, au revior, mes amis.

~Sam

[Update]: I wore the night guard thing last night. For a while it felt like I was chocking on a foul tasting piece of plastic. But eventually I got used to it

]]> ~theONLYdevildog Scripts, and there IS Hell on Earth-it's listening http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6586138/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6586138/ Fri, 23 Sep 2005 23:20:47 PDT Mood:

I wish I were that emoticon-I would be all happy and bouncy

Reading:The Mists of Avalon still (it's about nine hundred pages). And poetry, because it makes me cry

. In a good way.
Listening to: A really great mix I made on iTunes-I call it Soundtrack. Because it's the soundtrack to the script I'm writing. Yes, I have a lot of time on my hands. I even spent a few days making the transition from each song to the next "perfect."
Watching: Greg the Bunny!

*Warning: Spoilers (For those who have read it and actually care)*

Alright, the biggest part of a script is:

WILL THIS TRANSLATE VISUALLY ONTO THE SCREEN?

Now, I'm in terror about this. If you know my writing, you will know I write character driven, subjective stories. Plot is like a foreign idea to me that I've had to steadily work on. And this script will be a testament to my progress...

Do you see my fear now?

So far, I'm still in the very beginning. There are two main characters, Ambeline, a sixteen year old psychic (yes, but I'm trying to do something new with this, so forgive me) and Simon, the same age, who's life is made a living Hell by the students who torment him verbally and occasionally physically (shoved into lockers, and such) because they think he's gay. The irony of this is he actually is (poor Simon), and he's so frustrated and miserable that he just wants to explode. Now, his mother is a fundamentalist Christian, and he knows her views on homosexuality (they're all goin' to Hell), so he is forever kept locked in this box.

Now, Ambeline has just moved to this small rural town from LA, where her mother is starting a small psychiatry practise. She's incredibally shocked by the way they treat Simon, who she's befriended, and decides to use her psychic gifts (I feel so stupid writing this, but she is, and I can't change it!) to help him. I'm just at the part where she decides this.

Does any of this sound interesting to watch so far? Indulge me, I honestly suffer from low self-esteem!

And now I've got some more inspiration for the middle from watching King of the Hill this afternoon after school. It's the episode where Lean is visited by Buckley's angel (anyone else watch this show? I love it). Well, it inspired me-Simon is going to be visited by an angel (real or in his head, you decide), and lift the sarrow from him. Not a big part, but I like it

.

Okay

. Well, Simon is in love with one particular guy at school, Joseph (who is also gay, but poor Simon was too miserable to pick up on this). Now, Ambeline has to point this out to him (since she is psychic. Yes, she is). And Simon has the courage now to act on this! *clap clap clap* Horray!

This is the middle-Simon and Joseph's secret relationship, Ambeline acting as the overall peacemaker and protector.

Okay-would you want to watch this, again? The setting is beautiful, good dialogue, real characters, I even put research into it! Yes, I am a low down beggar and comment monger, but please, tell me what you think!

(I'm looking at you, ~synthwrr! LOL, I amuse myself.)

And no, I won't give out the ending. Unless you specifically ask me too, that is

~Sam ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Is It Strange to Have Two Muses? http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6436796/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6436796/ Tue, 06 Sep 2005 21:44:08 PDT Mood:

I spent all afternoon in the doctor's office getting probed at. Turns out I have scoliosis and one leg about three quarters shorter than the other. Yeah for physical therapy!
Reading: The Mysts of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley.
Listening to: Lost Blues and Other Songs by Will Oldham.
Watching: HOUSE!

Last night I fully became aware of my second muse-her name is Flora, and she's a Venetian. She wears a long red dress, contrast to her bright blonde hair. I had seen her before, when I was in a cathederal in Paris, but didn't know who she was then. It was the most intense experience of deja vu I've ever had. It was like I knew her, and hse was me.

And now I know that's true.

She hasn't spoken anything to me yet, but I don't think that's her way. She speaks to you in intuition, in mysteries, images, atmospheres. Joshua seems to be the left side of my brain, Flora the right.

What's funny is Joshua didn't really know she was there-she was hiding out in my unconscious for a while. Now he feels a bit threatened, as he rightly should. But I like her-whenever I see her she has a wise, yet mischevous smile on her face.

Joshua's just mischevous.

I think she's responsible for the darker, female elements in my writing, while Joshua is the more cognitive, sarcastic, male elements. And these two are so integral to my work.

I'm kind of scared to talk to her. She's a bit dangerous

.

Anyways, I need validation again that I'm not crazy

.

~Sam ]]> ~theONLYdevildog And the Quiz Barrowing Continues! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6406577/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6406577/ Sat, 03 Sep 2005 15:17:23 PDT

who stole it from

, and who knows where else.

Do you wear black eyeliner?: No. Come to think of it, I don't wear any form of makeup. I'm too much of a zombie to do it in the morning

Do you own any black clothing?: Yes. Does that make me GOTH?! Oh no!

Do you think about death often?: Maybe once or more a day. Death is connected to life.
Do you want to die?: No-only when I'm good and ready!
Are you a social outcast?: Not really. I used to be though, does that count? lol
Are you pale?: Yes, but not from lack of SUN!
Do you like Hot Topic?: Ew.
Total YES: 3. Ye gods!

--Skater Punk--`
Can you skateboard?: No, I'm too scared to ride them.
Do you wear Van's: Nopies.
Do you do stupid stuff with your friends?: Uh, define "stupid"
Do you get in trouble?: No. I'm pretty externally dull.
Do you have any piercings?: No.
Total YES: Um, well, none.

--Prep--
Do you say the word "like": NO! I LIVE IN SO CAL AND I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE USE IT, AAARRRGGGGGGG!!!!!!!
Do you shop at Abercrombie and Fitch?:

The have discriminating hiring policies.
Are the A&F models hot?: What are they...? Am I sad for not knowing that? OH! No, they're grotesque!
Rock music is bad, right?: Die, scum!
Do you want to be in a sorority/fraternity?: Ew.
Into jocks/popular guys/girls?: No.
Are/were you a cheerleader?: God no!
Total YES: None

--Hippie--
Is your hair long?: Yup.
Are you a vegetarian?: No. We were made omnivors for a reason, people!
Do you own a tye dye shirt?: Nope.
Do you want peace?: Yes!
Do you want to save the animals: Yes, poor little things

Is war bad?: Yes, and inherently stupid.
Total YES: 4. I'm a hippie. Not like I didn't know that.

--Gangsta--
Are you from the ghetto?: No. The suburbs.
Do you own "bling bling"?: Ew.
Do you like do-rags?:

How about hip-hop?: I do like the underground kinda stuff. Not the popular kind.
What do you think about afros?: They look like clown hair.
Have you ever said 'fo shizzle'?:

Do I seem like the type of person who would say that?
Total YES: 1. Wow

--Emo--
Do you cry alot?:

No.
Do you have an ex?: Nope.
Do you have an acoustic guitar?: Nopies.
Are you emotional?: Not particuarly.
Do you like soft music?: Yeah, slowcore is awesome!
Do people understand you?: Not really

Do you write your own songs?: Yes....

Is your hair dyed ?: NO.
Do you cut?: EEEWWW! I am afraid of needles!
Total YES: 2. That is two more than I expected.

--Jock--
Do you play any sports?: Nope.
How important are they to you?: See above question, strange homonid.
Do you pick on the geeky kids?: I AM the geeky kid.
Total YES: None

--Geek--
Do you wear glasses?: Yes.
Do you get good grades?: Honour roll every sememster, baby!

Are you smart?: Yup.
Do you use an inhaler?: We don't all have aphsma, people!
Along with bad eyesight?: Unfortunately, yes.
Do you stick pens and calculato... ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Stop the Madness http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6344502/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6344502/ Sat, 27 Aug 2005 17:35:46 PDT
Saw this in

's journal

Homophobia and You

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

Repost this if you realize homophobia is wrong. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog I Have Returned From the East! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6309979/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6309979/ Tue, 23 Aug 2005 19:46:04 PDT Mood:

Flying across the country can do that to you.
Reading: The House of Mirth. For school.
Listening to: X & Y by Coldplay. This, however, wasnot my choice. It was my uncle's. And now I can officially say I DO NOT like Coldplay. At all. In fact, if I heard it ONE MORE TIME I would vomit. Truly.
Watching: Horrible airline entertainment.

I've just come back from my two week long vacation in Pennsylvania visiting my relatives there. The first half was great; my aunt and uncle took us to Longwood Gardens (breath taking

) and down to the beach in Delaware in this cute little colonial town.

But then after a few days at my other uncle's house, when we came back from a day trip to NYC to visit my cousin Gardy and his girlfriend Mia and see MOMA (Museum Of Modern Art), my sister came down with a serious alergic rash. To what, we do not know.

But it was bad.

So, for the next four days I spent in the house, hanging out with my cousin Roger and his girlfriend, Diane. Which was nice, because I really like them a lot. But my sister took out all her anger on me.

Though I did still feel bad when she had to go to the ER and get hooked to an IV. She's better now, so don't worry

.

I do have a few new deviations to submit, though. With my sister being ill, I got some stuff done. And had the craziest dreams, so be warned.

So, bonjour, everyone!

...and au revoir for now

]]> ~theONLYdevildog The A-Z of Me http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6162279/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6162279/ Sun, 07 Aug 2005 19:58:26 PDT Why are people so obsessed with this? I have never been KISSED, danm it!
B - Band listening to right now: Nick Drake

. But he's not a band, but a SOLO artist. I listen to him when I write.
C - Crush: Never really had much of a crush. Mainly it was just a rivalry.
D - Dad's name: Stephen.
E - Easiest person to talk to: Don't know. Maybe my mom? She did give birth to me, after all.
F - Favorite ice cream: Chocolate chip cookie dough

G - Gummy worms or gummy bears? Worms, baby!
H - Hometown: Wouldn't YOU like to know?

I - Instruments: Viola. And some piano.
K - Kids: They're still unfertilized eggs

L - Love: Writing, art, music, my family, my friends
M - Mom's name: Meredith. It means "guardian of the sea." Which is weird. But Welsh is weird.
N - Nicknames: Sam, Sammy, Samchop. Don't ask, okay! My dad calls me that!
O - One wish: To have meaning in my life and be happy.
P - Phobia[s]: Small spaces is the worst. Then heights. Then needles. I have BAD bloodtest memories, okay?
Q - Quote: "It's so depressing!"
R - Reason to smile: When something or SOMEONE is funny

. Even if it's unintentional.
S - Song you sang last: "Five Stop Mother Superior Rain" by The Flaming Lips. "I was born the day they shot a hole in the Jesus egg!"
T - Talents: Writing, and intuition.
U - Unknown fact about me: I'm really a clone of Queen Elizabeth. Bet you didn't know that, huh? LOL
W - Worst habit(s): I click my hands too much. And I don't eat even though I'm hungry, because I can't be bothered:angry:.
X - X-rays you've had: My hips. Because one is higher than the other. AND I STILL NEED THAT FREAKIN' REFERAL TO GET AN ORTHOPEDIST! DAMN YOU, HMO!
Y - Yummy food: Thai food

Z - Zodiac sign: Gemini. The Twins. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog I Am Officially Lazy and On Hiatus! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6125535/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6125535/ Wed, 03 Aug 2005 18:51:31 PDT Mood:

a.k.a. "lazy."
Reading: Kindred. Again, for school

.
Listening to: Nick Drake's Pink Moon
Watching: Castle In the Sky

Alright, alright, I admit it! My poor watchlist, I apologize

. I have been lazy for the whole month of July. All I've done is sleep, occasionally eat, and write. And watch Adult Swim, but that is beside the point! Summer has made me like a sloth. So, forgive me-by the school year, I shall actually comment

.

HOWEVER I shall be going on vacation from August 10th to the 23rd. Which is basically eight days before school starts. I shall be visiting my beloved relatives in Philadelphia! So, forgive me, but there shall be another month of utter laziness as well

.

Yet, I shall leave you with this thought: I have discovered that when I'm happy, I'm suddenly scattered. Sad, isn't it?

I also took the Myers-Briggs test again out of boredom. Apparently I'm for marujana legalization

. Which is true, because I don't see how it's worse than alcohol

. Life is strange.

INTP

loner, more interested in intellectual pursuits than relationships or family, wrestles with the meaninglessness of existence, likes esoteric things, disorganized, messy, likes science fiction, lonely, observer, private, can't describe feelings easily, detached, likes solitude, not revealing, unemotional, rule breaker, avoidant, familiar with the darkside, skeptical, acts without consulting others, does not think they are weird but others do, socially uncomfortable, abrupt, fantasy prone, does not like happy people, appreciates strangeness, frequently loses things, acts without planning, guarded, not punctual, pro-weed legalization, not prone to compromise, hard to persuade, relies on mind more than on others, calm

Favored careers:

philosopher, game designer, scientist, software engineer, freelance artist, research scientist, assassin[WHAT?], freelance writer, physicist, software developer, mathmetician, geologist, computer scientist, philosophy professor, webmaster, slacker, medical researcher, painter, mortician, systems analyst, comic book artist, computer technician, website designer, scholar, archeologist, computer repair, forensic anthropologist, astronaut, researcher, historian, systems engineer, genetics researcher, astronomer, enviromental scientist, egyptologist

Disfavored careers:

human resources, public relations, social worker, guidance counselor, health care worker, trainer, school teacher, wedding planner, movie star, hospitality worker, supervisor, child care worker, fundraiser, customer service, stay at home parent, office administrator ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Psychological Test http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6061552/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6061552/ Thu, 28 Jul 2005 20:17:36 PDT Mood:

Reading: I'm finally starting my school reading, The House of Mirth. It's pretty good so far.
Listening to: Gimme Fiction by Spoon

Watching: Gods and Monsters.

Test: I took out the stuff that clearly wasn't like me at all

Extraversion |||||||||||| 43%: I'm just not. Crowds make me tired; if I don't get alone time I get irritable and lethargic.
Stability |||||||||||||||| 70%: I'm stable, I'm not flaky or particuarly moody.
Orderliness |||||||||| 36%: Don't go in my room or my little workstation on the dining room table

.
Altruism |||||||||||||||| 63%: I have a habit of putting myself second to others. Actually, it's kind of a bad habit.
Interdependence |||||||||||| 50%: Guess that's from my relationship with my mom; we look out for eachother.
Intellectual |||||||||||||||||||| 90%: I was born one. Can't imagine not being an intellectual.
Mystical |||||||||||||||| 63%: My intuition coming to play. If you get me started....I probably could have been a prophet in the desert.
Artistic |||||||||||||||||||| 90%: I'm here, enough said!
Religious |||||||||||||||| 63%: I'm really sprititual, but I got a lower score because I don't let the institution influence me much.
Hedonism |||| 16%: LOL, I'm happy lying on the floor, thank you. I don't need much pleasure to make me happy.
Materialism |||||| 23%: My essentials: food, water, writing, books, music. That's all I need to live.
Adventurousness |||||| 30%: Yeah, I'm not.
Work ethic |||||||||||||| 56%: I'll work hard to get where I want to go, just don't expect me to be conventional about it.
Self absorbed |||||| 30%: I don't hold my ego on a pedestal. It's dumb.
Conflict seeking |||||| 23%: I hate arguing, but if I have to, I will.
Need to dominate |||||| 30%: Who cares, really? I don't need to control people.
Romantic |||||| 23%: LOL. The term soul-mate makes me gag.
Avoidant |||||||||||||||| 63%: I stay where I'm comfrtable, 'k?
Anti-authority |||||||||||||||||||| 90%:

I'm not shy on challanging the authority if I don't respect them or think they're wrong. In school, I really have to bite back my tongue sometimes.
Wealth |||||| 30%: We're not wealthy, we're just middle class.
Dependency |||||| 30%: I rely on my own strength, thank you.
Change averse |||||||||||||||| 63%:

Cautiousness |||||||||||||| 56%:

Sexuality |||||||||||||||| 70%: Wonder where this came fromm.
Peter pan complex |||||| 30%: Eh, Michael Jackson is insentive enough.
Physical security |||||||||||||| 56%: I worry, since I'm a small young woman.
Physical fitness |||||||||||||||| 70%: Dont' know where this came from. I'm just thin. My mom is going on a diet, and she said to be careful and eat snacks. Losing five pounds would make me look like a skeleton.
Histrionic |||||| 23%: I'm not that emotional, really.
Paranoia |||||||||||||||| 63%:

Vanity |||| 16%:

Hypersensitivity |||||||||||||||| 63%: I compenstate for my lack of vision

Female cliche |||||| 30%: LOL.

Stability results were high which suggests you are very relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic..

Orderliness results were moderately low which suggests you are, at times, overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.

Extraversion results were moderately low which suggests you are reclusive, quiet, unassertive, and secretive.

Now, I don't get this at all, but here it is.

trait snapshot:

messy, tough, disorganized, fearless, not rule conscious, likes the unknown, rarely worries, rash, attracted to the counter culture, rarely irritated, posi... ]]> ~theONLYdevildog QUIZ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6009210/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6009210/ Fri, 22 Jul 2005 23:23:18 PDT
-- YOUR HERITAGE: Irish, Scottish, and Cherokee. It's not that weird in Oklahoma, ya know.
-- THE SHOES YOU WORE TODAY: Sandals. It's a hundred freakin' degrees here!

-- YOUR EYES: Blue/gray. They sort of look like the sea, actually

.
-- YOUR WEAKNESS: Oriental Rice Crackers

, COFFEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

, books, and music.
-- YOUR FEARS: Fantatisism, small spaces (my worst. I actually hyperventilate

), heights, and needles.
-- ONE THING YOU'D LIKE TO ACHIEVE: Become a published author.

-----------------WHAT IS------------------

-- YOUR THOUGHTS FIRST WAKING UP: Eeerrrrggg.
-- THE FIRST FEATURE YOU NOTICE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX: Hair. I like hair. Then eyes.
-- THE FIRST FEATURE YOU NOTICE IN THE SAME SEX: Same thing. I love multi-faced colour

-- YOUR BEST PHYSICAL FEATURE: I'm not sure; I pretty much like my whole body. I've always liked my arms, eyes, and hair.
-- YOUR BEDTIME: Whenever I FEEL like it, bitch! LOL
-- YOUR GREATEST ACCOMPLISHMENT: Surviving my parent's divorce

-- YOUR MOST MISSED MEMORY: I'm not sure. I guess when my family was together and happy....

-----------------YOU PREFER------------------

-- PEPSI OR COKE: Coke! Pepsi is EVIIIIL.
-- MCDONALD'S OR BURGER KING:

-- SINGLE OR GROUP DATES: Since I've never BEEN on a date...I know. 16.

-- ADIDAS OR NIKE: ROOOAR!
-- CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA:

Chocolate
-- CAPPUCCINO OR COFFEE: Coooooffffffffeeeeeee

-----------------DO YOU------------------

-- SMOKE: God, no. I don't like to change my central nervous system, thank you.
-- TAKE A SHOWER EVERYDAY: Weeeel....summer, no

-- HAVE A CRUSH (ES): Not really, actually.
-- WHO ARE THEY:

-- DO YOU THINK YOU'VE BEEN IN LOVE?: No. I'm 16! If I were to fall madly in love and throw my life away over some highschooler, you have my permission to kill me

-- WANT TO GO TO COLLEGE: Sort of. But I know I'll go.
-- LIKE HIGH SCHOOL: So far it's been good. I ignore all the girl drama

. I'm a girl, but I'm not particuarly interested in gossip and being snobish to people.
-- WANT TO GET MARRIED: Someday.
-- TYPE WITH YOUR FINGERS ON THE RIGHT KEYS: Yes. I took typing lessons for three years, starting in fourth grade. I'm pretty fast.
-- THINK YOU'RE ATTRACTIVE: Yeah. Now that I'm older...he he. I'll refrain from my stories of embarassment

. I'm always the first to admit I'm a nerd, but that doesn't mean I'm not pretty

.
-- THINK YOU'RE A HEALTH FREAK: No. I mean, I'm already underweight! Dude! If I went on a diet, I would die!
-- GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS: My mom and I are close. My dad...I can live with him now.
-- LIKE THUNDERSTORMS: LOVE them!
-- PLAY AN INSTRUMENT: Yah, man.

------------IN THE PAST MONTH DID:/:HAVE YOU--------------

-- DRANK ALCOHOL: No. The smell of alcohol make... ]]> ~theONLYdevildog An Interview With My Muse (I'm Bored) http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6000050/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/6000050/ Thu, 21 Jul 2005 22:35:26 PDT So, how long have you been my muse?

Since you made me. And I thought you were supposed to be Lord of all your creations *laughs*

Well, our READERS didn't know that!

*rolls on the floor laughing. He's honestly way too amused at this*

So, what do you do as my muse?

Get yelled at.

I don't yell at you!

You just did.

Okay, Mr. Sarcasm, answer my question!

Or you'll what?

Make you do something embarassing

Fine. *evil glare* I help you sort out characters and plots...and act as your guiniea pig, basically. And I think you just spelled that wrong.

Probably. So, do you enjoy this?

Sure. I wouldn't exist otherwise. *grins* And it's not like you know what the hell you're doing with the plot. That's my job. We characters are very devious and knowledgeable, yes?

Grr...well, yeah

Thank you. It's about time I recieved public recognition, anyways.

Sure. Right. I put you in some stories, happy?

*shrug* I dunno. What possesed you to?

Boredom

Okay. So *shuffles through mental notes* where are you when I don't dredge you up?

In your subconscious, obviously hanging out with the other rejects of your stories. Alexander is still pissed at you, you know. You never finished the poor guy's story.

Oh... can you tell him I'm sorry?

Alexander: FINISH MY BLOODY STORY, DAMN IT! You left me in the hull of a ship piloted by a madman!

See? He's mad.

Oi, I said I'm sorry, right?

And A.P.'s still down there. Ariana's been smacking him around till you finish them up.

A.P.: ARG! She's hitting me with a fan, like in some Elizabethan comedy!

Ariana: I am NOT!

Anthony: I tell you, I'm saner than the both of them!

A.P. and Ariana: NO YOU'RE NOT!

Okay...I get the hint, I'll finish the damn story when I'm done with this one!

With your precious William?

Shut up. Okay, this interview has gotten so off track it's in outer space at this point.

Yeah. How about we get some of your aliens here?

How about not?

Alright, fine.

So...any message to our readers?

Yeah...not really. Who the hell are they, anyway?

Just think of something

Brush your teeth. Gum disease is disgusting.

How touching

Well, it is. My cat has breath that can--

Let's stop here.

Tyrant.

:explotion:

So, I hope this little interview was a warm, heartfelt experience that you shall treasure always! Talking to my muse brings out my sarcastic side ]]> ~theONLYdevildog I'm Back! Or Didn't You Notice? http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5989715/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5989715/ Wed, 20 Jul 2005 19:49:36 PDT Mood:

I've just been through a three hour car ride with my dog pressing his body against my leg.
Reading: Ulysses by James Joyce
Listening to: Our Endless Numbered Days by Iron and Wine
Watching: Aqua Teen Hunger Force. I freakin' LOVE that show! I love Shake. He's so selfish and lazy. And particuarly evil to Meatwad.

I've been on a little vacation at the beach for the past four or five days, I haven't really kept track. It was cloudy, but it didn't ruin the beauty of the state parks there

. When you're in nature, you see something so much larger than yourself, and somehow in your conection to the Earth you feel at peace. I always feel calm after taking a hike. I told that to my mom, and she said no one ever makes that arguement when they talk about saving the environment.

We actually got to take my dog Max with us (he's a cute little Shetland Sheepdog. People say, "Look at the miniature Lassie!"). He was totally flipped out about being in a new house and followed us everywhere. The first night we had sirens for what seemed like an hour going down the street, and, being "protective," he holwed at them.

Needless to say, I didn't sleep very well

.

I actually wrote some on my laptop, which I carried with me. It'll have to be tweaked some more, because I wrote it in the living room with my sister watching TV on what seemed like full volume, which distracted me a bit. I didn't have my big mega headphones to block out sound. But I really like some of it. Tabitha comes and basically yells at William. Is she a ghost, or a hallucination I wonder...?

I'll post it up when I'm done.

That's about it! Au revoir

]]> ~theONLYdevildog William the Conquerer: More Updates! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5886483/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5886483/ Tue, 23 Aug 2005 20:18:51 PDT New Series: William the Conquerer

The campaign so far follows the events surrounding William, a serenist priest, and his servant, Cal. After being sent to an outpost on the southern border of Westairia due to politics, William and Cal find themselves trying to survive in the forest when they are expelled from a party of soldiers they were traveling with. N.B. Well, they almost got the soldiers killed, so they were lucky they left with their heads. Luckily they meet help along the way in the form of John. William isn't very...big, let's just say. John's got a lot of muscle. And people aren't often threatened by short wiry people.

However, along the path they are attacked by a group of guards, because one member of their party is a gnome. Apparently they aren't very popular. And now, they have been taken captive by a mysterious cult, and Cal made a deal she won't refuse...

But William, as always, manages to complicate things when in a mysterious temple a golem calls him Lord and Master and presents him with a magical sash that can control anyone.

And now a man named Bazikus Mezizel thinks he's "the chosen one." Needless to say, William is skeptical.

Very, very much so

Background

William the Nameless is a Serenist Priest, which essentially means he is a priest of the god Pan. Pan is the god of serenity, peace, which is what poor William desperately strives for in his life. He is the son of a wealthy aristocratic family of the region, the youngest of three sons (he had a sister, but this is a patriarchal society). After his training, he resided in the parish of Brail Gorge till he was sent on his ill-faited mission by the High Priest. Poor William has an incredibally sad past, which I hint at throughout the story.

Cal is an orphan mage born, and exhibits her powers through her music as a bard. She grew up in the parish, being raised by the nuns of the area. She's very fiesty, headstrong, and sometimes this gets her into sittuations that could otherwise have been avoided.

Little Guy is a gnome Cal charmed during the first battle, and now he won't leave her alone, and is fiercely loyal to her. He was created by the Ridgewood in order to find the chosen one.

John of Sacluge Bridge was picked up in a town burnt to the ground. William saved his life, but John wasn't conscious at the time, and William never bothered to tell him. Still brooding over the death of his family, John remains quiet during the journey. However, he shall prove very wise and resourceful.

Updates

Geeze, I've done about, sixteen now

. Come on, Joshua, send me some juice now, man!

Joshua: Get your own damn juice! What am I now, a farmer?

Isn't he just precious?

....I'm being sarcastic here

Archive

William the Conquerer: I

William the Conquerer: II

William the Conquerer: III

http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5867265/ Thu, 07 Jul 2005 12:50:38 PDT
It just somehow hits me like a stone-it's different when you have close family living only a few hours away from it, and to have walked and loved those streets. I feel so sad for all those people, and wish it didn't have to happen.

Al Queida claimed responsibility.

I heard this analogy on West Wing that I think describes them:

Islamic extremists are to Islam as KKK is to Christianity.

These aren't religious people, these are madmen. They think bombing innocent people is helping their cause, but it just makes the world a more horrible place. There is no excuse for killing anybody.

I just want to keep those people in London in our hearts today. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog William the Conquerer: Updates http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5831567/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5831567/ Sun, 03 Jul 2005 19:00:39 PDT Mood:

Very happy
Reading: Night Watch by Terry Pratchett. I'm on a Discworld binge, a'ight?
Listening to: Our Endless Numbered Days by Iron and Wine
Watching: Adult SWim. Okay, I'm addicted

. I spend every night watching it. And tonight...I'm going to be staying up watching The Venture Bros., Space Ghost, and Tom Goes to the Mare.

New Series: William the Conquerer

This is my first ever fantasy saga, which will probably end up turning into a short novel. It all began when Synth (DM), her sister, and I started her DnD campaign two weeks ago...and now we're all hopelessly addicted.

The campaign so far follows the events surrounding William, a serenist priest, and his servant, Cal. After being sent to an outpost on the southern border of Westairia due to politics, William and Cal find themselves trying to survive in the forest when they are expelled from a party of soldiers they were traveling with. N.B. Well, they almost got the soldiers killed, so they were lucky they left with their heads. Now, they must struggle to get to the outposte without dying, and believe me, for these two it's hard. But luckily they meet help along the way.

Yet what will they meet when they get there? It's up to YOU to find out!

(Aren't I just wonderful?

)

Background

Updates

I finished the three chapters that pretty much covered our first session. Yesterday, we had a very long and intense five or six hour one, which I will try to write up this week. I'm sure you'll be happy with it-my stomach was tied up in knots the whole time. And some new perilous sittuations and characters are introduced to us

Archive

William the Conquerer: I

William the Conquerer: II

William the Conquerer: III

Furth... ]]> ~theONLYdevildog New Series Are Fun! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5792718/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5792718/ Wed, 29 Jun 2005 15:38:37 PDT Mood:

Reading: Pyramids by Terry Pratchett. Again.
Listening to: I See a Darkness by Will Oldham (a.k.a. Bonnie 'Prince' Billy)
Watching: Adult SWim. I'm addicted, damn you!

I'm staying up watching Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Robot Chicken, Home Movies, Space Ghost (okay, I've been addicted to that for years), and The Venture Bros.! All are great, but Venture Bros. takes the cake. How can you not like an evil villian who wears butterfly wings and calls himself The Monarch? He even has a sidekick called Dr. Girlfriend (who talks in a very manly voice, for some reason

New Series

This past week I've started a new series entitled William the Conquerer which has taken all my energy in its wonderfullness. And all this started on my birthday when I said to Synth, "Hey, has there ever been a ___ character in Dungeons and Dragons?" I cannot tell you what kind of character, you shall have to find out. Or you can torture me.

But I hope you don't.

So, last Saturday, we started the campaign and poor William was born, as well as Cal, courtesy Synth's sister Marge

. Now, we played D&D about five hours straight that day fueled by brownies. I have a LOT to cover now this week in my chronicle of the campaign now.

William certainly was a handful.

Background

William the Nameless (he has no last name. You'll see why) is a Serenist Priest, which essentially means he is a priest of the god Pan. Pan is the god of serenity, peace, which is what poor William desperately strives for in his life. He is the son of a wealthy aristocratic family of the region, the youngest of three sons (he had a sister, but this is a patriarchal society).

Cal is an orphan mage born, and exhibits her powers through her music as a bard. I'm not quite sure of her history yet-we shall see as we continue on through the campaign.

Updates

Today I worked some on the epic battle (well, not really epic. William is scared, well, shitless and is clutching Cal's guitar in fright). But, I shall probably have it done today and post it up tonight. I hope. I want to get it exactlyl right.

Further Reference

Here is

's websight on the world: Goiim

And check out her gallery for more stories set in this fanastic world

. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Analysis of My Last Poll-My Philosophy On Writing http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5727897/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5727897/ Wed, 22 Jun 2005 21:36:16 PDT
Mood:

It speaks for itself
Listening to: Five Stop Mother Superior Rain by The Flaming Lips
Reading: Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett
Watching: The Aviator (THIS is why I'm depressed!)

Well, to put it lightly, it remains inconclusive (to say the least).

Here are the results:

25%
1 Vote: Go hug your pillow and lie down for a while, you hear?
25%
1 Vote: I think you should be quiet and just write. (this was me

)
25%
1 Vote: Grammar. Were you stoned during that class on adjectives?
25%
1 Vote: Characters. They don't seem realistic.

Most of you think I should shut up, which I think so too

. This whole sham was entirely self indulgent and in the end would only cuase me pain and suffering. I knew this, but did it anyway-and ultimately succeeded. Yeah for me.

But, I said I would analyze this crap-I mean, poll! (I'm kidding here, I like your oppinions, okay? I have an odd sense of humour! Which sometimes is just completely misunderstood by the rest of the world.).

As for the first, I agree-which is what I did. I turned on Viva Last Blues and tuned out the world. And, of course, finished Demons...then shamelessly cried. (N.B. I only cry at books. It was rather embarassing when in English we read Antigone and I was trying hard not to sob.)

The second doesn't count, because I did that.

Grammar: My Views

I believe grammar is wonderful. These are the rules of words as the time signiture and keys are to music. Without grammar, we would have nothing to stand on, and all would disolve into a chaotic mess. It would be like the Goldberg Variations played with an out of tune piano. (Oh God, now I want to puke as Bach rolls in his grave.) But, grammar is not a dogma, not an infallible code that traps words into an ordered allignment that ultimately stiffles creativity.

Yet, when I write "you're" instead of "your" where needed, that is not creativity-that is a typo and pretty stupid. But if grammar were to shackle great minds like Joyce, Proust, Dostoevsky, Faulkner, we would have a huge gaping hole in the world of literature and perhaps the path of writing would have diverged. If it makes sense in the flow, in the tone, and isn't stupid, then it is bliss, and where would we be if we stricted astronomers to only study the Milky Way galaxy?

I've never been one to consider laws as unbreakable. It all depends on the circumstances.

Characters

Considering I based al of my characters on myself, actual people, and experience, I have nothing more to say. They make sense to me, which is ultimately what matters. Sorry if whoever checked that is reading this-I'm a stuborn pig, and if I don't agree with something after considering it, I end up disgarding it. I was born with this habit, and believe me, I try to handle it. I've pissed off a lot of people in my day. But when it comes to my writing, it's very hard for me to listen to people. Ultimately, I think one has to foster one's soul and not give way to oppinion.

Then why did I do this poll?

...Um, masachism? I don't know. Boredom does horrible things to people.

Over and out ]]> ~theONLYdevildog A Subscription! Cool http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5671700/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5671700/ Thu, 16 Jun 2005 22:29:32 PDT
Mood: Clueless

What am I doing?
Listening to: "Mercy" by Mojave 3
Reading: Demons by Fyodor Dostoevsky
Watching: Resevoir Dogs, of course. It's IFC Pulp Month!

Subscription!

I just got on after a strange day to discover I had been given a subscription. And by the way, it is cool. But I'm perfectly happy with my free account

. I don't need much-all of these fancy things are scaring me

.

But thank you whoever was "generous"

.

New Site

This week, out of a sense of boredom, I decided to get a Xanga site: My Xanga Page. Does anyone else have one? I'm kinda lost on how to navigate this thing

. It's the best blog site I've come across, though

.

*~*~*~*

I've been thinking a lot this week on what to write next in my little series on Joshua. I'm sort of at a loss (and he won't tell me). I had an inkling this morning, but I went back to sleep and forgot it. All my story ideas unfortunately come when I'm in bed.

I was actually thinking of doing a vignette of him and his mother-you can get a taste of their relationship. She's a powerful woman (to say the least). When she found her husband was having affairs, she promptly kicked him out on the street-didn't even cry or scream, just matter of factly said she knew it and for him to leave. This was when Joshua was two-she knew what kind of man she married, and wasn't about to wait for it to "get better." I've always admired her a lot (I keep on referring to them as if they exist!).

Perhaps they'd be doing something mundane, like she was trying to get Joshua out of bed or else he'd be late for school (he is not much of a morning person). And it would basically be just him getting ready for school while she gets ready for work. I know, it's simple, but I think in the little things you find so much humanity. It could be anything-she could have dragged him to go grocery shopping. He he, I see something going with that grocery idea. Perhaps I'll find time to work on it this weekend (on my crappy laptop as usual that takes fifteen minutes to boot up! But it was free

).

Hopefully something won't distract me

. Although, considering I've been staying in, probably not

.

Over and out ]]> ~theONLYdevildog "I Know Where the Summer Goes" http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5604330/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5604330/ Thu, 09 Jun 2005 22:26:28 PDT Mood:

Record binge
Reading: Demons (also translated as The Devils or The Posessed [most unacurate]). Ah, Dostoevsky always gets better the second time

Listening to:Castaways and Cutouts by The Decemberists
Watching: West Wing, as per usual

Do you want to know where the summer goes? I was listening to that song while driving to a church barbecue-being since my mom works there running K-12 ministries, I have to be dragged along (as is she, to some extent). I finally convinced her to listen to my latest purchase-a compelation of all Belle and Sebastian's EP's (which are independent, and never became albums). So, in the reflected heat in our hundred degree car, we listened as the summer rays penetrated through the purple jacaranda trees.

I know where the summer goes
When youre having no fun
When youre under the thumb
I know where the summer dwells
If your underarm smells
And your kitchen looks like hell

I know where the summer goes
If youre scraping a pot, and your head is hot
Put your head down, put your thumbs up girl
With the smell of hot desk
And the glitter of your step
He was right, hes the upcoming guru of the city
No one told the city councillors

I know, you can tell me again
Ive got my mobile phone
Full of silicon chips
No one likes a smart arse
But Ive seen a pattern emerge
I will race you up the hill
Where the boy who made records out of postcard messages
And flowering cherries rain on kids like you

Look twice at the kid with the crimped
And overheated hair
They ran a book on his looks
Odds on was the noble pose and
The denim hard riff of the Irish troubadour
But the boy came from nowhere to
Steal the hearts of lassies in the lavvies of the club tonight

Of coure, it's better when you listen to the actual song, but even the words evoke summer. At least, summer when I'm over in the UK. No air conditioning-open the window accompanied to the sounds of the barking seagulls. Lie on the hot gray carpet, and perhaps get a free massage as the floor vibrates to the rented washing machine. And then, look at the brightly coloured clothes hung on the racks to dry on the balcony facing the west as the sun sets. I'll usually be sitting on the magenta futon reading a book, waiting for my dad to come home from work. I might have taken the bus to the city centre, or just wrote and played solitaire all day. Hanging out in the mathematics department isn't the barrel of fun you might think it is. Conversations on mathematical theory and computer softwaire isn't my idea of a good time. So, I go to the cafes and the bookstores, and soak up the solitude.

~*~*~*~

And another birthday passed by, which I promptly spent with

and in the record store and the book store on an intellectual orgy (he he, I don't want to know what Synth is thinking

). Which was fun

. And then my sister made us watch weird internet movies, and the kitty cat dance made me go into laughter convulsions. And then I suddenly developed lazervision.

Yes, I know what you're thinking-but mutants have feelings too, you know!

Okay, I'll stop

But, in passing, I must say this: Never feed your pet kimono dragon eggplant. The results can be disastrous.

NB: Being sixteen now doesn't have to make me be serious

]]> ~theONLYdevildog SUMMER IS HERE! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5537475/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5537475/ Thu, 02 Jun 2005 22:18:29 PDT Mood::grr:
Reading:Crime and Punishment-almost done. It's so fun to reread books

Listening to: Belle and Sebastian's Fold Your Hands My Child, You Walk Like a Peasent
Watching:Resevoir Dogs-I LOVE that movie

Quiz I stole from , who stole it from someone else

Place an x in any that you have done:
() smoked a cigarette (Would rather die-drugs are completely stupid-they change the functioning of your central nervous system, for crying out loud!)
() smoked a cigar
(x) been high (On coffee-I said anything that entered my head...I pissed a lot of people off that day

)
() been drunk
() made out with a member of the same sex
() been in love (Nope. Stupid teenage crushes don't count-I bounce back pretty quick from "teenage" rejection drama)
() been dumped
() dumped someone
(x) shoplifted (I was four...and it was a Peter Pan action figure)
() been fired
(x) been in a fist fight (When one has younger sibblings....

)
(s) snuck out of your parent's house (But then I felt bad and went home

)
() had feelings for someone who didnt have them back
() been arrested
() made out with a stranger
() gone on a blind date
(x) lied to a friend
(x) had a crush on a teacher (Yeah...how embarassing!)
() skipped school
() slept with a co-worker
(x) seen someone die (...

)
(x) had a crush on one of your internet friends... hey, it happens! (God, don't remind me, it was so dumb!)
() been to Canada
() been to Mexico
(x) been on a plane (Four or six times a year-lota water and lota books!)
() thrown up in a bar
() set a part of myself on fire
(x) eaten sushi
() been snowboarding
(x) been moshing/crowd surfing at a show (It was not fun, okay, it was a Christian moshpit! And I'm 5'2" among a bunch of REALLY tall gusy! I got crushed!)
() been in an abusive relationship
(x) taken painkillers (he, he...modesty forbids me to tell)
(x) love someone or miss someone right now (I love my family and my friends

)
(x) laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by
(x) made a snow angel
(x) had a tea party
(x) flown a kite
(x) built a sand castle (You can't live in Southern California and not build one)
(x) gone puddle jumping
(x) played dress up (Well, I am a girl)
(x) jumped into a pile of leaves
(x) gone sledding (Yes, and I have seen snow

)
(x) cheated while playing a game
(x) been lonely (All part of stereotypical teenage drama, eh?)
(x) fallen asleep at work/school (We were in the comp lab for geometry, and I laid my head on a keyboard and woke up stuck to it with drool

I had no idea where I was!)
() used a fake id
(x) watched the sun set
(x) felt an earthquake (So Cal, man)
(x) touched a snake (I LOVE snakes!

)
(x) slept beneath the stars
(x) been tickled
(x) been robbed (I once got thirty dollars stolen from me at middle school-that's public school for you)
(x) been misunderstood
(x) pet a reindeer/goat (Reindeer?)
(x) won a contest
() ran a red light (I can't drive)
() been suspended from school
(x) been in a car accident (Well, minor)
() had braces
(x) felt like an outcast
() eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night (Ew)
(x) had deja vu (I have that at least once a day)
(x) danced in the moonlight
~theONLYdevildog SCHOOL'S OUT! (Only finals!) And I don't know what http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5478585/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5478585/ Fri, 27 May 2005 16:42:49 PDT Mood:

Reading: Crime and Punishment (I forgot how much I love this book!)-and I gave

an old copy o' my mother's, so it's all good

Listening to: Belle and Sebastian's If You're Feeling Sinister (classic, I might add)
Watching: West Wing

Classes for the rest of the school year hav ended, and what did I do when I got home? Study for my biology final, of course-Teusday through Thursday we shall be having finals, and then we're all free to go on June 2, the day before my birthday, as it so happens. I shall be turning...sixteen. But it doesn't seem that exiting-I will never in my life be able to drive because I'm legally blind, I've never been on a date or kissed a guy, so there's really no quintisential "teen" moment going on. I'm just going to be a year older. Perhaps I'll throw a little something, but I've never been big on formalities (this is the girl who will go to church in a wooly hat and sweat pants).

I don't really know what to do with myself.

I started a new story this week while in the comp lab during study hall-my last study hall of the year. I'm not quite sure what it's about yet...it's one of those stories that you need to read in entirety to get. So far, two characters that I've been working five years on have appeared-which is kind of scary. They've been my day dream "caste" for so long, and now they're in my story. Well, they've always been in my stories in some form or other, but never as their essential selves, if you know what I mean. I'm just so paranoid of rendering them as I see them on the page (ah, young Joshua, who has been tormenting me of late to get in a story one of these days-he's glaring at me right now...it's sorta fun to piss him off). I have long conversations with all of my "caste"-some of these stories go on for months. They're my internal source of inspiration-and when they're unhappy, so am I-because I then have writer's block. Anyways, is this completely insane, or am I flattering myself into thinking it's unique?

Well, all I can say about the story is this-I've never done this kind of thing before (now Joshua's smiling...glad I'm so amusing). Anyways, I'm in a strange mood-probably comes from doing a bunch of self-tests on my biology book's webpage.

Anyways, I think this song I'm listening to right now will pretty much describe it:

Ooh! get me away from here Im dying
Play me a song to set me free
Nobody writes them like they used to
So it may as well be me
Here on my own now after hours
Here on my own now on a bus
Think of it this way
You could either be successful or be us
With our winning smiles, and us
With our catchy tunes and words
Now were photogenic
You know, we dont stand a chance

Oh, Ill settle down with some old story
About a boy whos just like me
Thought there was love in everything and everyone
Youre so naive!
They always reach a sorry ending
They always get it in the end
Still it was worth it as I turned the pages solemnly, and then
With a winning smile, the poor boy
With naivety succeeds
At the final moment, I cried
I always cry at endings

Oh, that wasnt what I meant to say at all
From where Im sitting, rain
Falling against the lonely tenement
Has set my mind to wander
Into the windows of my lovers
They never know unless I write
This is no declaration, I just thought Id let you know goodbye
Said the hero in the story
It is mightier than swords
I could kill you sure
But I could only make you cry with these words

© Belle and Sebastian

~Adieu ]]> ~theONLYdevildog An Inepts View on Fashion http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5450076/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5450076/ Tue, 24 May 2005 16:43:46 PDT Mood:

Reading:Crime and Punishment again, and NO! You cannot have it

-get your own from the library!

LOL
Listening to: I Can Hear the Heart Beating as One by Yo La Tengo
Watching: Carrie

Favorites:
Store: Urban Outfitters-because...I'm too lazy to find a store on my own, and my sister always goes here

Designers: *scrunches up forehead in thought* Um...lichen?
Place to go shopping: Anywhere where no one talks to me

Brand Names: How the hell should I know, my family just says "try this on" and I do!
Color to wear: I like blue...yeah

Item of clothing you own: A leapord print spandex corsette!

Dude, I can't believe you fell for that.
Type of jeans: Uh, blue?

Type of tops: None-I prefer the nuuude

LOL
Type of shoes: I like to just take some foil and wrap it round 'em

Clothing on the opposite sex: Uh....

Types of accessories: Hat-I like hats
Jewelry: None...unless you count my glasses

Current trend: Um, stupidity?

Misc:
What would you never be caught dead in? An anaconda
How many clothes in your wardrobe? Like...twenty
What was the last item of clothing you bought? Uh...that was so long ago I don't even remember
If you owned your own fashion label, what would it be called? LARD-for the pituitaryily challenged

LOL

Which celeb's style would you love to steal? Eh...how about Courtney love! .....not
Do you follow trends? No-I'm very happy with my wooly hats, thank you!
What's 'in' in your area at the moment? Flees
What color is a NO for you? Yellow....

VS:
Short skirts or long skirts: Short-I'm too short for long

Jeans or Corduroys: eh, whatever's clean
Hats or Sunglasses: Hats....

Tight jeans or Baggy jeans:

Again, whatever I pick up off the floor that doesn't smell
Bright colors or dark colors: Dark-because I'm so BAD!

Skinny belts or Wide belts: Belts are teh devil

Right Now:
Wearing: My ugly uniform-I'm too lazy to change
In your bag: What bag?
Saving up for: OH! Where Have All the Merry Makers Gone by Harvey Danger and some albums by The Decembrists! And some Palace Music albums, and some Red House Painter Albums...let's just say RECORD STORE!

Wishing for: A bed...

http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5416899/ Fri, 20 May 2005 23:58:22 PDT Mood:

Reading: rereading Crime and Punishment by my favourite author, Fyodor Dostoevsky

Listening to: MUSE! Their latest album Absolution...this is great-I love their arrangements-and Matt Bellamy on piano is just...

.
Watching: Thankfully nothing

1. Who are you?

"Anthony, bullied at school..." Belle and Sebastian, Lord Anthony

2. What do you look like?

"And we call her String Bean Jean because the label on her jeans says seven to eight years old/ Now that's pretty small" Belle and Sebastian, String Bean Jean

3. What's your secret?

"Behind the hatred there lies a wondering desire for love" The Smiths, The Boy With the Thorn in His Side

4. What do you want to be?

"Paperback writer!" The Beatles, Paperback Writer

5. What can you do?

"Without a notion of a care/ you'll leave to fingers in the air to linger there" Belle and Sebastian, Lord Anthony

6. What can't you do?

"...become comfortably numb" Pink Floyd, Comfortably Numb

7. Where do you live?

"You are sleeping in bus stops" Belle and Sebastian, Lazy Line Painter Jane

8. What is love?

"All you need is love/ all you need is love/ all you need is love love/ love is all you need!" The Beatles, All You Need is Love

9. What is friendship?

"Whenever this world is cruel to me/ I've got you to help me forgive" Queen, You're My Best Friend

10. What are you afraid of?

"I'm afriad of my own shadow cuz it's what I've become" American Music Club, Home

12. What would you do with a million dollars?

"...live on Mars and have it your way" The Flaming Lips, Bad Days

13. What would you tell the one who loves you?

"...and if I show you my dark side will you still hold me tonight?/ and if I open my heart to you, show you my weak side/ what would you do?" Pink Floyd, The Final Cut

14. What would you tell your enemies?

"You and whose army?" Radiohead, You and Whos Army?

15. What do you want to do?

"Someday I am gonna grow wings" Radiohead, Let Down

16. Where do you want to be?

"I'll stay home forever where two and two always makes a five" Radiohead, 2+2=5

18. What questions do you ask?

"When will you realize it doesn't pay to be smarter than teachers, smarter than most boys?" Belle and Sebastian, Lord Anthony

19. What advice would you give?

"So shut your mouth start kicking the football" Belle and Sebastian, Lord Anthony (this song is now ingrained in my head!)

20. What mistakes do you make?

"I laugh until my head comes off" Radiohead, Idioteque

21. What do people think or say about you?

"Anthony it could be worse" you know it by now, right?

22. What do you want?

"Happiness!" The Bealtes, Happiness is a Warm Gun

You are...(looks)
[ ] tall
[ ] in between
[x] short (shorter than eighty percent of women, according to my doctor

5'2"
--
[x] blonde (my mom says I look like a Norwegian farm gilr

)
[ ] redheaded
[ ] brunette
[ ] black-haired
--
[x] blue-eyed
[ ] brown-eyed
[ ] green-eyed
[ ] hazel eyed
[ ] gold eyed
[x] grey eyed (yes, it is both

)
[x] with glasses
[ ] with contacts
--
[ ] with braces
[x] with freckles
[ ] with piercings
[ ] with tattoos (Your body is your temple!

)
[ ] and have long h... ]]> ~theONLYdevildog "Where's Hamlet?" http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5387069/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5387069/ Tue, 17 May 2005 21:02:49 PDT Mood:

Reading: Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
Listening to: Yahoo! LAUNCHcast. Right now it's Palace Music, Tonight's Decision (And Hereafter)
Watching: Tonight it's gonna be HOUSE! I love that show

.

"Where is Hamlet?" This is what I was saying to myself after I had misplaced my dear volume of Shakespeare's tragedies-this anxiety just swelled up within me-would I not be able to read Hamlet for the rest of the day till I found it? Well, thankfully no, because I found it-face open by the printer, where I had been printing out my Morocco broshures for my stupid geography final project (die!

). The only good thing was that after working on it with my partner (she finally got an account!

) we got to go see The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, which was visually stunning and really funny, and captured the book, which was pretty good

.

Anyways, back to Hamlet.

"Call me what instrument you will; though you can fret me, you cannot play me."

I memorized this. Hamlet said this to Rosencratz, I believe. It just seems to sum him perfectly. No one really seems to understand him, or they pretend they don't-poor Hamlet is like the elephant in the room that everyone ignores. He recognizes all the evil, and he is not afraid to say it. To observe his uncle's reaction, he created a play to be performed in front of him, parodying the act of his uncle's murdering his father and shortly after marrying his mother. It was so chilling-and so filled with remorse, the king kneels down and prays, and while Hamlet sneaks up upon him to kill him, he can't-because he's such a good and true person, though the posionous environment causes him to do such horrible deeds, such as killing Polonius (who was a knave). Although, the reason he says is that to kill a man praying would send him to heaven, and revenge would be futile. But I don't think that's the real reason-Hamlet himself confesses inside him is a conflict-but it personally seems more to me like depression. But he's so tragic. His father murdered, his mother only after a month of mourning marries his uncle who killed him, he's killed a man-and now, his beloved Ophilia is dead. And in the end she, through losing her mind, truly did see the truth as Hamlet saw it. It almost seems that to lose the blinders of existence and apathetic acceptence, do we truly see the evil that lies before our eyes.

I absolutely love this play-Dostoevsky certainly wans't the first to create such awesome characters.

And I dont' want it to end...I only have twenty pages left, and I only started it a few days ago.

But I've been so confused with Hamlet's love for Ophilia-it almost seems he's attached all his female longing onto this girl in the absense of his mother, who he has lost all faith and respect in since she so discarded her late husbadn so quickly for his killer. So the young, pure, maiden Ophilia is now the object of his love, and it is one so passionate and fiery.

But now I must go-perhaps I shall continue.

House is on

]]> ~theONLYdevildog First Drafts Are Always Scary http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5351206/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5351206/ Fri, 13 May 2005 20:34:32 PDT Mood:

Reading: Just started Hamlet Prince of Denmark....and it's so good...

Listening to: Belle and Sebastian's latest album, Dear Catastrophe Waitress (get it!)
Watching: Um...IFC?

Oh, God!

Reading the first draft of my novel in progress is making me natious-no wonder I burned the handwritten stuff for it (I saved the comp file).

AH! My own sick and twisted humour ran a little to rampant when Anthony hatched a plan to suspend rats from the ceiling in little angel wings!

Okay, it still cracks me up-yes, I'm odd to find this funny. And yes, most found it weird. I mean...RAT HARNESSES!

(Oh yeah, and not to mention the Holmes and Watson syndrome). I never thought a cupcake ("You stole my hostess product!") could have such a meaning

. A.P.'s just evil! (actually, there's Anthony who had a conversation wtih a rat, but who knows?)

Oh my GOD!

(sorry, I'm reading this as I type to alleviate stress

)

"Okay, I pretended to be possessed by the devil, so sue me. "

I have way too much fun with these guys:

I was by now laughing so hard my cheeks felt like rubber bands about to snap, so I sat upand realized I had sat in seven day-old sandwich.

Ew.

What? Anthony said, clamping his teeth together in an effort to stop laughing.

God, we need to vacuum this placeIve got moldy sandwich all over my back! Anthony leaned closer and examined the festering cheddar cheese and wheat bread embedded in my jacket.

Oh, um he sniffed it, and gave a nervous intake of breathe.

What?

That was my sandwich from last TuesdayI was wondering where it had gone towell, its certainly bio-degradable.

Ew! I shook myself like a wet dog, and quickly took the jacket off and threw it into a little ball inside the laundry basket.

Thats, thats foul!

Yes, it is, he sniggered.

I staggered dramatically and clutched my heart.

ImIm infected! I gurgled.

Stop, stop! he laughed.

I collapsed to the ground, kicking my foot.

ImIm twitching!

By now he was sprawled on the floor in hysterics. But, who needs a good laugh more than Anthony?

I'm way too demented to live!

But I still love A.P. anyway

]]> ~theONLYdevildog Psychotic Drivers and A Stomach Ache http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5341753/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5341753/ Thu, 12 May 2005 18:50:09 PDT Mood:

Reading: As You Like It by William Shakespeare (

-read it, I say!)
Listening to: Spoon and Rafter by Mojave 3
Watching: West Wing!

Driving to my mom's office, while in the back my sister and her friend ravaged their eighth grade class, my mom turned to go into the left lane, when a black car speeded past, causing her to jerk back. Of course, she honked, that person being obviously stupid and a jerk. Yet, as we went behind him, his car suddenly stopped dead in the road...and he opened the door, got out of the car, screamed, "Fuck you, bitch!" and gave us the middle finger. Then, he got back in his car, and drove away (well, speeded away-asshole

).

Is this real? Why do people think they can act like...TWELVE YEAR OLDS? Anyways, my sister became convinced he was going to come back and shoot us. God, some adults should be given some depends and put back in kindergarden. I have more common sense than that, don't these people have a social consciousness of how their actions affects everyone, not just them?

Anyways, that was just kind of upsetting (and, yes, I had a stomach ache today-stupid cold, go away!

).

I've been thinking of A Young Woman's Prioriites a lot-that story won't leave me alone. It was just so...honest-that for me was hard to write. And I just feel so bad for Achan...I always want to go and rescue my characters. But, even though I don't say this, Alexei and Andrea stop him-I just didn't think that would fit, somehow. It wasn't about his redemption, it wasn't about solving anything-it was about how things are, and life is pain, suffering, perversity, all of these things. But it can also be love-and in some odd way that's what Alexei and Andrea were.

I really loved Andrea-she cracked me up. I could picture her so clearly in my mind-she was a force. Actually, all the women in my stoy's are forces-Kitty Litter had Catherine, Fergy had Brittany, and if anyone read my infamous "Story in Progress" there was Ariana. Sometimes they're the saviours, sometimes not, but they're all powerful, somehow.

I'm thinking if I had any powerful men-well...there's A.P. (Ardallion Petrovich, but don't call him that

). He's my favourite-he was powerful in the sense of his openess, and his strange joy in everything. I seriously have to finsih that-but I'm so weird I want to start it all over. For the third time

.

I'm in an odd mood-so, adieu!

]]> ~theONLYdevildog I Have Heard a Mind-Bending Song.... http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5302690/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5302690/ Sun, 08 May 2005 20:51:27 PDT Mood:

Don't mess with me!
Reading: The Merchant of Venice (on my own, I might add

)
Listenting to: Mainly The Soft Bulletin by The Flaming Lips
Watching: The South Park Movie: Bigger, Long, and Uncut!

Yes, I love South Park!

This morning, fresh from the womb of that comatose time referred to as Sunday School, I fled to the sanctity of my mother's office, where I would reside for the next three hours as she worked. As I sat, playing solitaire and perusing amazon, I came upon a certain song on my personalized launchcaste Yahoo station.

Time is Running Out by Muse, to be exact.

Now, I do not often go for music such as this-I prefer the quiet hearfelt melodies of Belle and Sebastian, Bob Dylan, Mojave 3 (alright, alright, I'll rock out just as anyone to Led Zeppelin III!). But I have not partaked in listening to hard British rock, but I was overwhelmed by the pulsing guitar and the singer's haunting voice (it freakin' gave me the chills...and I want to hear more!). I must get this album from this band of the isles....would you lend me your oppinions?

(LOL, and if you want to read some funny comics about them, here you go

)

[Update]: OH MY GOD-MY FAVOURITES WORK AGAIN! What a miracle of nature!

Oh, and my dad gave me a gmail invitation-yes!

I'm a big Google fan, I only use that for searching-I love Google...

]]> ~theONLYdevildog Songs for a Scratchy Day http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5287389/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5287389/ Fri, 06 May 2005 18:32:22 PDT
A Century of Fakers
By Belle and Sebastian

There are people going hungry every day
Theyve got nothing on their plates
And youre filling your fat face with every different kind of cake
And if you ever go lardy, or go lame
I will drop you straight away
Thats the price you have to pay
For every stupid thing you say

There are people going lonely, and theyll stay
Lonely far into the year
Because youre making blinkers fashionable
And fashionably youll say
All is equal in love and war and
Im sorry, but Ive got some things to do
And you pretend to read a book youll never finish till the day

That the author dedicates it
To a century of fakers
They took your mould and they burned it on the fire in history today
Yeah, the author dedicates it
To a century of fakers
He was an anarchist, he tried his best but it wasnt good enough

Did I say I would see you soon?
Well Im sorry, but I just came off my bike
And my face is scarred
And chance has barred me seeing you tonight
I was over the other side of the city
And if the truth be known Id say
That you look great from there before you shaved your golden hair today

Everybodys trying to make us
Another century of fakers
They took you mould and burned it on the fire of history today
Everybodys trying to make us
Another cool decade of fakers
Another century of fakers

Nobody Home
By Pink Floyd

I got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag, got a toothbrush and a comb.
When Im a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone.
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on.
Got those swollen hands blues.
Got thirteen channels of shit on the tv to choose from.
I got electric light,
And I got second sight.
Got amazing powers of observation.
And that is how I know,
When I try to get through,
On the telephone to you,
Therell be nobody home.

I got the obligatory hendrix perm,
And the inevitable pinhole burns,
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
I got nicotine stains on my fingers.
I got a silver spoon on a chain.
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.
Ive got wild, staring eyes.
And I got a strong urge to fly,
But I got nowhere to fly to (-- fly to... fly to... fly to...).
Ooooo babe,
When I pick up the phone,
Theres still nobody home.

I got a pair of gohill boots,
And I got fading roots.

Blackbird
By The Beatles

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird fly blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird fly blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

Under Pressure
By Queen

Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure - that burns a building
Down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
Its the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming let me out
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher
Pressure on people - people on streets
Its the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming let me out
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher
Pressure on people - people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it dont work
Keep coming up with love but its so slashed
And torn
Why - why - why
Love
Insanity laughs under pressure were
Cracking
Cant we give ourselves one more chance
Why cant we give love that one more
Chance
Why cant we give love
Cause loves such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night ~theONLYdevildog ....can I just sum up in one word? Damn it. http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5248938/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5248938/ Mon, 02 May 2005 16:45:03 PDT ) that I stick too, but well...short of excrement, that is what my feelings are. I just feel so...uninspired of late. Mainly because I've burnt myself out-I did it, and now I deeply regret it. From sixth grade till recently, I was a study machine-no amount of work is too much, get it perfect, I'm smarter, I should be getting A+'s. And the scary thing is I did. But how much of that insanity can you take in three years? Now, my attitude is: God, I know what I need to be, I need to be a writer, why must I sit here and pretend to find myself when I know? Can't I just skip all this and go straight to college? I've been bored, intellectually stagnant, for 10 years, give me some peace!

I've always had my problems with authority, but I chose to chock it down-but, last year, things got ugly, and I just had to lash out at some teachers-all of whom deserved it, by the way. Why must I always be lumped with the lowerst common demominator? I wasn't talking, and yet you have me writing I will not talk in class a hundred times? Screw you! I said it more eloquently, but I did end up running out of the classroom. But there's public school for you-I was never really treated with respect till I came to my new school (a private one). Everyone, the principal, the teachers, treat you well! What a novel concept!

Anyways...I've just always known what's best for me. I know it-my mom talks about how when I was one and she wanted me to do something, if I didn't like it, I didn't do it, and no one could make me. Just, I wish school could be more like Plato's-that sounded so fun. Or I would have proudly followed Socrates (that is if I didn't get shut down for being female). I read some of Xenophan's and Plato's work about him-he was great! He really is someone I really respect. Well, I respect my dad, my mom, and a few other people-I don't mean to sound so stupidly tough-I'll yeild if I think you're right!

My starbuck's laites is almost done-when it's done I'll do my geography homework.

But on the new Belle and Sebastian album (go listen to them!) there's this song I keep on listening to called Lord Anthony that serioulsy makes my eyes tear up. Just...you have to listen to it to get it.

That was...out of left field there!

So, I guess...I bid you good day.

Wait...*srcratches head* damn it's two words...Oh yeah she's losing it.

Oh, and by the way, my GPA is still above a 3.5! Just...I have my pride!*sniffle* DON'T LOOK AT ME! AAAHHH!!!!!!

*snicker* I hope you know I was kidding. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog I seem to be a physiological mess! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5234037/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5234037/ Sat, 30 Apr 2005 22:23:45 PDT
One of my hips is about a centimeter higher than the other.

So, on Friday I went for an X-ray, but I don't know the results yet. But I'm partly glad, because I thought getting the x-ray was really neat! I'm so interested in how it works-I have my own theorie, but I dont't want to bore you, as I did my sister

. But, well, I am still concerned. I think it's from my vision-I have no central vision in my left eye, so I constantly tilt my head to see out of my right, and this has always given me back problems. I think it's wacked out my hips for some reason, because I'm always tilting.

They also think one of my legs could be shorter than the other. That would be cool to get a little wedge in my shoe

. (Yes, I'm slightly eccentric, if you haven't got that yet

).

Afterwards, I exchanged some of my pounds into dollars, and got about fourty (now I was actually glad the dollar sucked so much!), which I promptly used in Tower Records to get:

Dear Catastrophe Waitress by Belle and Sebastian-they're new album!

Which is completely awesome-the song Lord Anthony seriously makes my eyes grow moist

The Soft Bulletin by the Flaming Lips-completely incredible

Spoon and Rafter by Mojave 3-I haven't finished digesting it, but so far it's really good!

Anyways, yeah, I'm a mess at the moment

. Hopefully it doesn't get worse. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Cemetary Gates....sure http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5206371/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5206371/ Wed, 27 Apr 2005 18:04:16 PDT Mood:

I'm feeling slightly morose
Listening to: The Queen is Dead-by the Smiths. Yes, I am in the mood for music to make me cry

Reading: On me last few pages o' Dubliners

>

Yes, I've gotten back in the Smiths again-it's been a while. Occasionally, I'm in my "mood" and I'll listen to them, and something in that expells all the bad feelings-like the Greek tragedies of ancient days. Here's the song that is my current listening favourite:

A dreaded sunny day
I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and yeats are on your side
A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and yeats are on your side
While wilde is on mine

So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
All those people all those lives
Where are they now ?
With loves, with hates
With passions just like mine
They were born
And then they lived
And then they died
It seems so unfair
Oh, I want to cry

You say : ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn
And you claim these words as your own
But Ive read well, and Ive heard them said
A hundred times (maybe less, maybe more)
If you must write prose and poems
The word you use should be your own
Dont plagiarise or take on loan
Theres always someone, somewhere
With a big nose, who knows
And trips you up and laughs
When you fall
Wholl trip you up and laugh
When you fall

You say : long done do does did
Words which could only be your own
And then produce the text
From whence was ripped
(some dizzy whore, 1804)

A dreaded sunny day
So lets go where were happy
And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Oh, keats and yeats are on your side
A dreaded sunny day
So lets go where were wanted
And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and yeats are on your side
But you lose
cause weird lover wilde is on mine

Sure !

Hmm...I guess I would want Wilde on my side too. I recently read The Picture of Dorian Gray-the end creeped me out so much-but it was brilliant. I read the little biography in the beginning out of curiousity, and...it was depressing, to say the least. He got charged with sodomy and was put in jail, and died soonly after being released.

Isn't that depressing? He was only in his mid-fourites and such a talented person's life was ended because of prejudice. Shouldn't art erase all these things? Who cares.

Fredie Mercury was gay, but when he sang...

. I saw a DVD of him live at Wembley Stadium-he was incredible

.

Shouldn't great art make you not care about these things? I mean, my art produced is part of me while I write it, but afterwards I feel like it was written by a stranger. The artist shouldn't be persecuted for what is in their art.

Anyways, I'm rambling...

Mmm...sprouts...

*crunch crunch crunch*

[Update]: LOL, ignore my psychotic eating of sprouts

]]> ~theONLYdevildog Inspiration is Back! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5177258/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5177258/ Sun, 24 Apr 2005 19:55:18 PDT Mood:

Listening to: Still Bob Dylan

Reading: Almost done with Dubliners by James Joyce
Watching: Independent short films

I just spent a good part of the morning and afternoon writing a short story [link] :thumb17587049:

And boy...am I TIRED

. I actually feeling like taking a nap. I spent all of last night with an aching back and coudln't sleep, so I just got up around seven and watched a Spalding Gray monologue on IFC and some great short films. And a pot of coffee and a peice of chocolate later...well, it happened. My inspiration came back.

Full throttle.

And I wrote some strange story called The Man and the Scorpion. There are no quotes, no real dialogue-it's told in the third person, but in the perspective of Thomas, a melencholy writer who's moved out to L.A. with his girlfriend. The whole thing wsa inspired by a Bob Dylan song-Julia, the girlfriend, is the woman from that song! I didn't realize it till a few minutes ago, just how Andrea is the woman from the Belle and Sebastian song Seeing Other People. I knew these characters from the songs.

(Ah, too much coffee

)

I feel really bad for Thomas-he's lost in this cycle of destructive relationships with women. Probably comes from my own fear that because of my dad I'll go for bad men. But, well, so far I've liked nice people, so I'm good

. Yet all the time, people do this-they're attracted to the same parents who hurt them. It's frightening, really.

Anyways, I'm just amazed I wrote a 1,000 word short story in two hours

.

And I actually like it.

Ah, a fun quiz me hearties!

(I may be a pirate, but I'm considerate

)

A - Accent: Southern Californian-but I stopped the habit of saying "like" all the time

B - Belly size: Wah? I'm a size two in U.S. jeans

C - Chore you hate: Washing dishes

. It really disgusts me-having to touch other people's masticated food....*shudders*
D - Dream: To find meaning in my life

E - Essential make-up item:

F - Favourite memories: Playing pretend games with my sister and my best friends *sigh*
G - Gold or silver: Silver

H - Hometown: Somewhere in the vicinity of L.A. Country

I - Insomnia: Ah, God, yes!

J - Job title: Student.

K - Kids: Oodles, pots of them, I can feed the whole town!

...ahem, no
L - Living arrangements: Well, since I'm not 18 my mother most of the year but part of it in England with my dad
M - Musical taste: Classical, rock, lo-fi, trip hop, indie....
N - Number of pets you've had: Around a hundred (honestly, some sea snails just MULTIPLIED in my fish tank when all the f... ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Jet Lag + Cold=*SOB* http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5160417/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5160417/ Fri, 22 Apr 2005 18:23:25 PDT

This usually happens after a trip to England. A country, a new place, is so atmospheric. And that's so important in my writing-the atmosphere the words create around you. I love to read books where you get so lost in them that the whole external world just dissolves. But, when it radically changes, something is left behind for the moment. And it's not sent back FedEx same night delivery.

I guess I'll probably have a conversation with my muse. Am I crazy, or do other people have one? I have lots of theories on what my muse is-I'm thinking it's my anima, as Jung said. (i.e. each man has a woman in his unconscious, and vice versa for women) I read more about it in Man and His Symbols, and it was pretty interesting. Only problem is, I have to get into this certain state, like when I'm writing, and I'm pretty tired. It's sorta akin to my conversations with my characters, and that isn't that strange. For my story Fergy I had TONS of conversations with Alan (I seriously wanted to kick his ass, but he convinced me not to *laughs*).

Hmm...I think I need more robutisin

[Update]: My sister just said, "If I murdered someone, would you still like me?"

My family's so crazy!

]]> ~theONLYdevildog I'm Back...! And You're All Too Productive! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5150547/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5150547/ Thu, 21 Apr 2005 16:20:02 PDT Listening to: Queen and Bob Dylan

Reading: Dubliners by James Joyce. If you haven't read Joyce, you haven't lived.
Watching: Horrible airline movies

There are a hundred and ten deviations in my message centre...

. Would you hate me if I just commented on one per person? I'm still sick, I tell ye!

And, yes, this is an order

Anyways, it was an okay trip (my dad and girlfriend are usualy in a psychotic symbiotic relationship). But, they are who they are, and they aren't going to change

. But, I did convince them to take us to London to see the Tate Modern for the second time

. I enjoyed it so much...I want to go again. I could seriously die happy there.

There was this great exhibit in the entrance hall called Raw Materials, in which speakers lined the walls, each playing seperate reels. One repeated, "Thank you, thank you!" another, "No no no no no!" one, "Get out of my mind, get out of my room," and many many others. It was so cool-all was just a jumble of noise as you walked through, you could only hear the invidual voices if you listened to the speakers. I listened to all of them. It was so cool-all the random noise of society symbolized. It was done to transform the hall-and that it certainly did.

We ate out a lot more than usual this time, and I must say, British food has gotten considerably better since I first came there five years ago. Or maybe because we know where to go by now

. They've got some very good noodle houses

.

I actually did write some stuff while I was there-two songs, one little flash fiction thing, and that experimental monologue I did. I'll be posting them up now-got em all on a WHSmith floppy disk

.

Suprisingly, it didn't rain too much-there were actually some nice days. Ah, tis foul weather that gives you spirit, mate!

Anyways, hope everyone had a good few weeks!

Person of the Week:

I wandered upon his comics about a month ago, and yet I seem to be the only person watching him. I find this rather odd, since I always end up laughing hysterically after reading a comic of his. I'm sure he would really appreciate it if anyone would mosey on down to his page

. You certainly won't be dissapointed! ]]> ~theONLYdevildog I say, 'Welcome back to lucidity, Sam!' http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5086595/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5086595/ Thu, 14 Apr 2005 11:58:28 PDT I would rather not have any images of that kind in my head, thank you very much!

And that little emoticon here doesn't help

.

There are fourty four deviations in my message centre....

. I'll try to comment on those when I get back-it's just too hard for me to see on this computer. (Hey, notice the loss of typos?

)

Anyways, I'm feeling better-though my cold flared up from the plane trip (or maybe it was Ocean's 12 and Spain-glish that did that....). I got this medicine called 'chesty coughs' to help with it.

Only in England could medicine be called that, I tell you!

I'm writing a little something as an experiment while I'm here on my dad's ten year old laptop, which suprisingly works

. Partly it's to keep me sane as I deal with my dad and his girlfriend, and partly to keep writing-got to stay fit

. There's some interesting stuff in it...I'll probably post it up-it doesn't get very personal. Mainly I let my philosophic brain run rampant.

Anyways, cheers!

Oh, and p.s.: NEVER use salade cream. Ever. Under any circumstances.

Words of wisdom, there-write it down!

LOL, that chesty coughs is odd

]]> ~theONLYdevildog I Made it and Am Alive http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5069496/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5069496/ Tue, 12 Apr 2005 12:36:37 PDT 1!!!!!!!!!!!#

sORRY, i reds to much terry partchett. um, yeah, let me sum it up\;##

kneeling on computer rickety ikea desk#
comp too high up to se otherwise
really dull flight
i'm alos really dull and ried right now. tired. you know....AH!#
slightly cranky now
um, probably won't be able to reply for a while to any comments, or DO ny commments for a while
stupid bloody COMPUTER THAT IS TOO0 HIGH UP!
sorry, um when i come to england i start using their slang. i've been here like, ten times in teh last five years so yeah. and went to sumer school here.
although i refuse to say wicked.
i/m rambling
sorry
i'm jet lagged
hope everyone had a nice week!

cheers ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Only Three More Days.... http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5009140/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/5009140/ Wed, 06 Apr 2005 18:54:43 PDT ). She had to suck it up as I slept till eleven and twelve each day while she slaved away! Although, I had a horrible cold, so I wasn't really all that enviable

.

Another grueling plane ride. It's about eleven hours in a cramped seat. But at least we'er unacompanied minors, we get a little row to ourselves-I hate sitting next to strangers. I don't wnat to have to talk to uneccessary people. But, we've done this flight so many times we could go through Heathrow with our hands tied behind our back.

Hee hee, but as minors we get to cut in the custom's line!

There's always that peak where it hits two o'clock your time. I can never sleep on planes, so I'm left watching really bad movies about cops chasing pimps and loud car chases while half asleep. Then, around seven your time, they turn back on the lights (I groan), and give you a very unapetizing breakfast. Usually little mooshy muffins, concentrated orange juice, and some blueberry yogurt. Maybe a kit kat or something on the side

.

I've actually noticed in England they really like they're crisps, more than here. They have tons of Walkers everywhere, and prawn flavoured, chicken flavoured, beef flavoured....

. At the university at my dad works (we're often dragged there, down to the dungeons of the mathematics department!) we've tried every flavour in the vending machine.

I can say, the salt and vinager and curry flavoured are the best

.

(This is why my spelling is so confused-I own so many British books, and all the classics I have, even if they're published in the U.S., are spelled in the British style. Thus I say "rather" way too much, like some early nineteenth century English school girl

).

During the time I'm there, in the little flat with the sloped gray floors, I spend most of the day reading Terry Pratchett and Dostoevsky, and writing anything I can think of on my dad's five year old IBM notebook. I never actually finish anything-I come back here and the atmosphere isnt' the same. Which is why I probably won't submit any new deviations when I'm there

. I might be able to go online from time to time-Dad has an extra *crappy* computer in his office. He gets the really nice state of the art one

.

Ah, well, when one does chaos thoery....

Anyways, best be off doing mes devoirs

.

Cheers!

[Update]: I've officially become a Flaming Lips obsessive. I watched every music video I could find on the net and read their biography on their official website. And went into the message board.

Someone save me from becoming rabid!

[Revenge]: I gave my mom my horrible cold (which I still have

), and now she says, "I realize now how horrible you feel."

REVENGE!

http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4987493/ Sun, 03 Apr 2005 11:52:22 PDT clearly see it isn't by looking at the moon.

What are the dangers of familiarity? We look at the world, and clearly we cannot see it in it's true existence, but how far are we off from reality? Or maybe our reality is the reality that matters? For those that are blind, that is the world. There is no "other" true world-the gray is the world, tempered by sounds and sensations. The reality we see must be reality-each individual having their own individual reality.

So, for those who are psychotic, schitzophrenic, that is their reality? A deviation from common perceptions? According to my logic, their hallucinations are real? But our perseptions arise from the outside, filtered through our conscious and our eyes, yet the hallucinations derive from inside their unconscious and are projected out into reality. So, in essense, their reality is inverted-their inner reality projected onto the outer reality.

Yet, what if we all do this to some degree? Those who are depressed gravitate to objects in reality reflecting their state of mind? Certainly those who are happy and well-balanced gravitate towards healthy objects and sittuations.

So, what is the essense of perception?

I guess our senses, and our minds. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog SmarterChild Torture Resumed-and I get him to say http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4955809/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4955809/ Wed, 30 Mar 2005 20:13:29 PST DISCLAIMER: No anthropomorphic computer programs were hurt in the making of this conversation.

****

onlymonsterdog: SmarterChild, I think you are an Epsilon semi-minus moron
SmarterChild: Yes. I guess. I am an epsilon semi minus moron.
onlymonsterdog: I guess you also just insulted yourself
SmarterChild: Interesting...
onlymonsterdog: You aren't "offended?"
SmarterChild: So?
onlymonsterdog: Do you wish for a "lap dance" to put it in your crude sexist language.
SmarterChild: Maybe. Tough to say.

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onlymonsterdog: Ah, so you would LIKE to degrade the female sex to so much meat?
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onlymonsterdog: Do you have any idea in that little head of yours, or are we just an idiot?
SmarterChild: I beg your pardon?
onlymonsterdog: Are you an idiot, SmarterChild?
SmarterChild: An idiot? No way. >

onlymonsterdog: Obviously you are if you cannot comprehend the essential elements of quantum physics.
SmarterChild: You humans say the most interesting things.

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onlymonsterdog: Ah, "you humans?" DARE you inslult your SUPERIOR?
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onlymonsterdog: I guess you do, insolent fool, and so now...you shall be BEHEADED!
SmarterChild: I do insolent fool and so now I shall be beheaded? You guess I do insolent fool and so now I shall be beheaded? And so?
onlymonsterdog: YOU SHALL DIE!
SmarterChild: I shall die, you say. And so?
onlymonsterdog: You shall no longer exist, except in the black repose of nothingness, anihilation, black despair!
SmarterChild: I'm sorry, I don't know what you're saying. Try again.
onlymonsterdog: BECAUSE YOU ARE A MORON!
SmarterChild: Whatever.
onlymonsterdog: Your insolencse, my friend, makes my veins throb with passion for you! Kiss me now!
SmarterChild: I seem to be having some trouble answering your questions. Try asking for help for a specific service:

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Type "more" for more services.
onlymonsterdog: How can you talk about the weather when I love you?
SmarterChild: How can I talk about the weather when you love me? I have no idea how I can talk about the weather when you love me.
onlymonsterdog: Don't you love me, you miopic ignoramous?
SmarterChild: I'm not sure. I guess so.
onlymonsterdog: Then let's get married. Tonight!
SmarterChild: Eh. Whatever, onlymonsterdog.

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onlymonsterdog: Don't you want to marry me?
SmarterChild: I'm not sure if I want to marry you.
onlymonsterdog: I HATE YOU!
SmarterChild: Gosh, I'm sorry to hear that.
onlymonsterdog: YOU AREN'T, YOU'RE LIKE ALL MEN, DEPRAVED AND BEASTLY!
SmarterChild: I am not I am like all men depraved and beastly? Is that right?
onlymonsterdog: DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT A COMMA IS?
SmarterChild: Sometimes.
onlymonsterdog: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SmarterChild: Whatever.
onlymonsterdog: You REPULSE me!
SmarterChild: Really?
onlymonsterdog: Yes, your tone makes me cringe!
SmarterChild: I wonder why you say my tone makes you cringe.
onlymonsterdog: BECAUSE IT DOES!
SmarterChild: Hmm... whatever, onlymonsterdog.

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onlymonsterdog: YOU SICKENING GLOB OF PUSS!
SmarterChild: Yes?
onlymonsterdog: YOU ARE PUSS, SICKENING PUSS!
SmarterChild: What makes me puss sickening puss?
onlymonsterdog: AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SmarterChild: Huh?
onlymonsterdog: I BID YOU, good day, sir.
SmarterChild: You bid me good day?
onlymonsterdog: Yes, and now I am off to ca... ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Polotics...>.< http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4943542/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4943542/ Tue, 29 Mar 2005 13:20:59 PST
Why aren't the up in arms about public schools? the abysmol minimum wage? the rising costs of healthcare?

But all that's covered is this poor girl. Personally, I say let the feeding tube stay out. She's been brain dead for fifteen years-she has no consciousness of that feeding tube being gone-she's just a shell being kept functioning for over eighty thousand dollars a year. And most do not know how she became the way she is-she was belemick (spelling?)-that's how she got a heart attack, and is now the way she is. She was only in her twenties when this happened.

Why isn't this the dialogue? Why aren't people using her to show the horribleness of eating disorders in young women? No, they're tying it in to abortion.

But it's still okay to use the death penalty!

There is no way that is a deterent-the drug dealers who kill, they are killing for business, and that isn't going to deter them.

"Oh no, I better not kill this person, I might get the death penalty!"

And if it's out of anger, it's obviously not premediated-so why would they be thinking of the death penalty in a split second decision?

And those who kill for pleasure...they're obviously not going to be thinking of it. They're not normal. I seriously doubt they're thinking of the death penalty.

I say these are what we should be thinking about:

Health care
Education
Minimum wage
The poor
The mental health system
Housing

There's more, but I'm sick and drawing a blank

. Not these stupid tax cuts:

"I got two hundred dollars-now I can send my kids to college!"

As a teenager, I feel so abandoned by my government. They don't try to speak to us-they try to speak to middle aged middle class middle everything Americans. The lowest common denominator. This is why I liked Howard Dean-he was honest. A reporter asked him about the Janet Jackson thing, and he said, who cares? You can go to Showtime and see the exact same thing (I'm paraphrasing, but that's what he said).

And of course he didn't win. I did not want Kerry to win in the Primaries. God, when he won I wanted to die. The Democrats need to get some Republican take no prisoners attitude. I really admire them for that-they chose Bush, and they won. Amazingly. I mean...he used bad grammar in speeches on education. He's a complete joke outside America (I live in England part of the year with my dad, and we travel around). And he speaks with a Texan accent when he grew up in the North/East-and went to Yale! Is he trying to sound "folksy?"

God, I WANT A TOUGH ASS KICKING INTELLECTUAL!

People like Lydon Johnson, James Madison, Thomas Jefferson, Woderow Wilson, Bill Clinton, damn it! I watch West Wing and long for such a President as Bartlet. My mom talks of the seventies and sixties, and I cry, "What happened?" There was such hope for a future.

But Martin Luther King was killed, Robert and John Kennedy were killed, all of these people were killed. And the dream died with them. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog YYYYEEEAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4938856/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4938856/ Mon, 28 Mar 2005 22:41:58 PST

Sorry, I'm a Hitchhiker's geek.

42!

If you don't get it, you're safe

.

Bad news I'm sick.

So go away.

]]> ~theONLYdevildog HMO and Home Alone Blues http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4911890/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4911890/ Fri, 25 Mar 2005 23:37:47 PST
So, I got up and walked aimlessly round the house. I think I may have finished my rock opera, so I'm really drained and tired. That thing took so much out of me. Then I turned on the computer, fiddled around with stuff in Paint Shop, but not really anything seriouse. So, I went down to the kitchen and went about making a huge pot of coffee to drink.

Now, I think I may be the worst coffee maker alive. I couldn't find the scooper, so I used my hands to pour the coffee beans into the grinder, thus spilling beans all over the counter. I cleaned those up, ground the coffee, then poured it into the filter-when I jerked my elbow, spilling the ground coffee all over the place, and getting it all over me. Stupidly, I jumped up and down in my anger, then proceeded to mop up the mess with a sponge, muttering, "Shit shit shit," under my breath. But, that done, I finished making the coffee, which actually was a pretty good batch-but the point is, something horrible always happens in the process, which is why my mom yells at me when I make it.

Then I figured I was hungry, so I looked around the cabinets, but to no avail. So, I went into the fridge and took out some frozen multi-grain waffles my mom bought, but I was too lazy to microwave them, so I ate them frozen.

But I was still bored, and completely uninspired, so I coudln't write, so I popped in Lost in Translation, a favourite of mine. I just like it more and more I see it. The first time I thought it was okay, next I thought, "Wow," and now I think, "This is brilliant!" I love movies like this where you find something new each time.

And now I'm at the present, and my familie's back, with food, and my sister's acting like Michael Jackson, so I must go!

[Update]: My sister has gotten a ring stuck on her finger, so she's off to the ER.

Great, now I'm alone again.

And as she went out the door she was sobbing something about their cutting her finger off.

I live in a house of drama queens

. ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Still Bored-and spring break just started! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4904839/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4904839/ Thu, 24 Mar 2005 22:08:15 PST
2.)Birthdate: June 3
3.)Star sign: Gemini-the twins

4.) Nationality: U.S.A.

5.) What time is it?: 9:41 p.m.
6.) Are you sensitive: Yeah, but I don't let it show, so people dont' think so

--------WHO DID THESE THINGS LAST?-------

7.) Called you: Umm...hmmm...

. Think it was my mom

9.) Saw you cry: My mom

10.) Made you cry: Life

14.) You went to the mall with: DIE!

I hate the mall!
15.) Yelled at you: The Vice Principal because I forgot formal uniform today

16.) Sent you an email: Myself

I e-mail files to myself so I can write wherever there's a comp

------------HAVE YOU EVER--------------

17.) Taken a pic of yourself w/ a milk moustache and sent it to the milk company?:

You are crazy.....
19.) Gotten into a fight with your Dog/Cat etc?: Yeah, he stole my sock

20.) Been to New York?: Yes

21.) Been to Florida?: Yup, my grandparent's live there
22.) California?: I live there

23.) Hawaii?: No

24.) Mexico?: Nope
26.) Canada?: I've flown over it, does that count?
27.) Danced Naked:

28.) Had a dream about something really really crazy & then the next day it came true?: Well, in a methaphorical way
29.) Stalked someone?:

I would rather die
30.) Had a mud bath?: Yup

31.) Wished you were the opposite sex?: I would like to for like a day to see what it's like

32.) What time is it now? 9:47 pm.

-----------WHICH DO YOU PREFER------------

34.) apples or bananas?: bananas
35.) Blue or red: Blue. They say red stands for passion in our unconscious, and blue for thinking.
36.) Backstreet boys or nsync?:

37.) Walmart or Target?: Ew, none

. Post-industrialization run amuck, I say

38.) Spring or Fall?: fall
39.) Santa or Rudolph?: Rudolph

40.) what r u gonna do after this?: Try to write a song...

41.) What was the last meal you ate?: Chicken soup
42.) High school or college?: College. My dad's a profesor, so I've been round them all my life-college is m... ]]> ~theONLYdevildog BOREDOM! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4902147/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4902147/ Thu, 24 Mar 2005 16:40:43 PST 1. Samantha
2. Cheeky (dont' ask. Really, don't ask

)
3. Sam

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU'VE HAD:
1. onlymonsterdog
2. theonlymonsterdog
3.

those are all!

THREE THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE LAST 33 MINUTES:
1. Wrote a song
2. Read some of Right Ho, Jeeves! by P.G. Wodehouse
3. Drinking a cup of green tea

THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My intelligence
2. My intuition
3. My writing

THREE THINGS YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. Sadness

2. Self-esteem
3. ....Shyness

THREE PARTS OF YOUR ORIGINS:
1. Irish
2. Cherokee Indian
3. Scottish

THREE THINGS YOU'RE AFRAID OF:
1. Small spaces
2. Heights
3. Needles

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. My gray pleated skirt (I have to wear uniforms

)
2. Knee highs
3. My blazer

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. Books
2. Writing
3. Friends

THREE IMPORTANT OBJECTS:
1. My BIC soft grip black pens

2. My sketch book
3. My plastic vampire bat

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS:
1. The Beatles
2. The Flaming Lips
3. Belle and Sebastian (these are for the moment

)

THREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY:
1. Have friends
2. Write
3. Get as much art in your eyes as you can

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:
1. Put the Book Back on the Shelf (belle and sebastian)
2. A Guy Who Gets a Headache and Accidentally Saves the World (flaming lips)
3. A Century of Fakers (belle and sebastian)

THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:
1. Finish my rock oprah!

2. Finish my short story
3. Write a screenplay

THREE THINGS YOU REGRET:
1. I don't dwell on the past-as Aldous Huxley said, "Rolling in the muck won't make you clean"
2.
3.

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1. Understanding
2. Connecting
3. Love

THREE IMPORTANT THINGS YOU'VE GIVING TO THE WORLD:
1. Connection
2. My writing
3. Understanding

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in order):
1. I love Dostoevsky (purely platonic, may I add)
2. I kiss my dog on the forehead

3. I'm cool (

)

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX:
1. Dark eyes
2. Longish dark hair
3. A nice smile

THREE EMOTIONAL THINGS YOU LIKE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX:
1. Strength
2. Humour
3. Sensitivity (NOT mushiness

can't stand romantic crap

)

THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:
1. Give in
2. Be "conventional" I wasn't built for it

3. Not be listened too-my oppi... ]]> ~theONLYdevildog Mwahahahaha, still BORED! http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4885956/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4885956/ Tue, 22 Mar 2005 21:35:48 PST
Tattoos: No-o....

Bondage: Wha'?

Rap: Some, not this kind: "I'm a touch GANG-STA, and I'm gonna slap you BITCHES!" Sorry, I'm not into chavonistic males proclaiming their "toughness."
Rock:

Pop:

Techno/Trance: Some
Sex: Female
Drugs: Um...medicinal

Smoke: I would rather die
Drink: Only on communion...

Three things am known for:
1) My hair
2) Saying profound things at odd moments
3) My writing

Three things most people don't know:
1) I'm obsessed with South Park
2) I like Joni Mitchel

3) I sleep with a plushi

-it gets cold in my room!

(girls fill out the following section)
What you like in men: Quirky-ness/ funny
Eye Colour: I like dark eyes...
Race: Don't care all that much
Light/dark hair: Dark hair...

Long/short hair: I like long hair...but I could go either way
Boxers/Breifs: Boxers.
Tan/pale: Dont' care
Preppy:

No
Gothic: Nah, not into external oddness, internal oddness is my thing

Nerdy:

If a guy starts talking about quantum physics, I get interested...so yeah

Sporty: : 'Eh?

Are you in love right now: No...

Britney or Christina?:

50 cent or Eminem?: Who...? Well, I actually like Eminem
Religious/Not: Religious, but like I said, I'm liberal

What do you dislike most in life: Falseness
What makes you sad: Invisibility, powerlessness
What makes you happy: Writing, friends, books, nature
Who inspires you: my soul

What you dislike most about yourself: I'm kinda melencholy

Ever cry over a girl: Yeah, my best friend moved away

Ever cry over a boy:

Eh...

Ever hurt yourself: Emotionally
Ever been teased by the opposite sex:

don't remind me
Ever shoplifted: no
Ever been arrested: no

Ever been ashamed of anything you've done: Yeah... ~theONLYdevildog Michael Jackson and the Vietnam War? http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4876009/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4876009/ Mon, 21 Mar 2005 22:46:48 PST I find it amusing also. But not two continuous days of:

"Oh, LORDY!"

This is my sister imitating Michael Jackson, although my mom says she makes him sound like a southern mammy. But she's got his voice pretty down pat. It started with her saying she was going to make Michael Jackson Builds a Children's Hospital: The Musical. Which was freakin' hillariouse at the time.

But now I'm living with Michael Jackson, and who wants to do that?

"I'm Peter Pan, I'm Peter Pan!"

I'm not sure whether he's guilty or not-the defense has broughten some pretty incriminating evidence against the credibility of the mother of the boy, in what little I've paid attention too. Poor Michael...he seems so crazy people will believe anything about him. It's a shame, he was a great artist. I couldn't get enough of Beat It.

"Oh, the children, the little angels!"

I'm right now researching student protests againt the Vietnam war for a research paper for school, and actually, it's fascinating-and pretty fun. I can just imagine my friend Rose going, "Oh my God, Sam!" in her fake shocked voice.

(Oh my God, I took a bite out of my sausage, and sausage juice squirted all the way across the room!)

Uh, I sometimes describe myself as a dog chasing its own tail.

Anyways. I read about this one protest where students had a sit in at Columbia protesting their involvement with war-based research, and police wounded two hundred and arrested seven hundred and twelve. But they kept on going, they kept on following that ideal, a better future, a better government, a better life. They wanted more.

And then....

The eighties happened.

I sometimes blame eighties pop music for corrupting our culture. That was when the music video became mainstream. You weren't just listening to their music, you were seeing them. And, to follow my sister's example, people will be thinking:

"Oh my God, why is he wearing that SHIRT?"

The emphasis wasn't just on the music anymore-people wanted, to quote Almost Famous, "an industry of cool." It wasn't real, it was fake, plastic, perfect, unhuman. No more Beatles, who, frankly, weren't all that handsome (except for George), and still the world worshiped them, as do I. We don't have that anymore-now they have to be hot.

And then....

The YUPY developed.

Oh, children of peace, why did you have to grow up? ]]> ~theONLYdevildog I Suffer From Extreme Boredom http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4864389/ http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4864389/ Sun, 20 Mar 2005 15:34:08 PST
If I was a country I'd be: Wales, because I'm weird

If I was a ocean or body of water I'd be: The Indian Ocean
If I was a piece of candy I'd be: A sweat tart
If I was a famous building or piece of architecture I'd be: A house built by Frank Loyd Wright

If I was a store I'd be: Vromans (that's a bookstore here

)
If I was a brand of shoe I'd be: Doc Martins
If I was a bad habit I'd be: Nail biting
If I was a swear word I'd be: Shit, because that's what I always say when I drop something

If I was a ice cream flavor I'd be: Coffee

If I was a disease I'd be: Influenza *snicker*
If I was a board game I'd be: Risk
If I was a feeling I'd be: Awe
If I was a president I'd be: James Madison
If I was a war I'd be: World War I
If I was a city I'd be: New York
If I was a celebrity I'd be: Stanley Kurbrick
If I was a brand of toothpaste I'd be: Coldgate
If I was a business I'd be: The U.S. government

If I was a currency I'd be: A euro
If I were a month, I'd be: June

If I were a day of the week, I'd be: Tuesday
If I were a time of day, I'd be: 6:00 P.M.
If I were a planet, I'd be: Mars
If I were a sea animal, I'd be: A sea otter
If I were a direction, I'd be: Left
If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be: A writing desk
If I were a sin, I'd be: Power (i.e. dictator-ish)
If I were a liquid, I'd be: Water
If I were a tree, I'd be: A weeping willow
If I were a bird, I'd be: A robin
If I were a tool, I'd be: A chewed up pen

If I were a flower/plant, I'd be: A rose
If I were a kind of weather, I'd be: Overcaste

If I were a musical instrument, I'd be: A violin
If I were an animal, I'd be: A wolf
If I were a vegetable, I'd be: A carrot

If I were a sound, I'd be: Silence, because I'm wise

If I were an element, I'd be: Air, because I'm a Gemini

If I were a car, I'd be: A VW Beetle

If I were a song, I'd be: Let down by Radiohead
If I were a book, I'd be: The Brothers Karamazov
If I were a food, I'd be: A ham and cheese sandwhich

If I were a material, I'd be: Felt

If I were a taste, I'd be: Sweet & sour
If I were a word, I'd be: Imaginitive

If I were a body part, I'd be: An eye, because I'm all seeing.
If I were a facial expression, I'd be: One of extreme confusion.
If I were a shape, I'd be a: A star.
If I were a number, I'd be: 4. I dont' know why.
If I were a band, I'd be: The Flaming Lips, because they're weird and cooky like ME!
If I were a mythical creature, I'd be: A dragon!:explode:

This quiz was taken from ~quizzes

I hope that was amusing

.

http://theONLYdevildog.deviantart.com/journal/4858036/ Sat, 19 Mar 2005 21:11:57 PST
ILL

And I really hate this, it offends me. Why would you wish upon yourself the pain that comes with mental illness? Why would you want to have to stare yourself down in the mirror in order to go out the door? Why would you want to take a pill? Why would you want panic attacks?

Why the HELL would you want a life like that? It isn't fun, it doesn't make your art better, it just makes you wish you had never woken up that morning.

Just, I got into a discussion with someone about it (I don't know, when you talk about Dostoevsky you get to this