CROWLEY, EH?

Supernatural is officially just copy and pasting from Good Omens on a weekly basis.

Do people generally dislike university?


Because IMO, this feels pretty damn shitty. I'm trying to figure out if that's a normal feeling or if it's because I'm in the wrong field or if it's because I'm a melodramatic whore.

WTF HAS IT BEEN LIKE A MONTH SINCE I POSTED? CUE THE DEFRIENDING.


I like movies. But I fucking HATE film because they are constantly like "YOU HAVE TO MAKE CONNECTIONS, KNOW EVERYONE, BE FRIENDS WITH EVERYONE, THIS IS AN INTENSELY SOCIAL PROGRAM" I hate the hell out of this. What I get out of that is: make friends with people, not because you actually like the person, but because you want to use them to further your career. There's a constant pressure to just go around MAKING FRIENDS. Which obviously isn't bad, I'm not opposed to striking up a convo with people and possibly finding a cool person to hang around with. But I don't want to be FORCED to talk to people who don't even like me and clearly don't want to be friends with me at all. That's fucking awful. I'm starting to think I'm in the wrong damn field.

I'm also doing possibly the shittiest essay on the face of the planet which has taken up like 10 hours of my life already and it's not even halfway done.



In other news, Glee MAKES MY LIFE.

Thai insurance ads are the most soul crushing set of commercials of all time. I seriously cried like a bitch the first time I saw this.




GODDAMNIT.

It always makes me feel good when my entertainment crosses over into ACTUAL LEARING AND HISTORY. HOORAY! I finished Band of Brothers (which I loved so damn much, it's ridiculous) and now I'm going to read the war memiores of Dick Winters. I'M ACTUALLY PICKING UP A BOOK, GUYS. INSTEAD OF BROWSING THE INTERNET ALL DAY. I KNOW, IT'S PRETTY AMAZING.

I also read Faust earlier this summer and then Good Omens. Both kind of sort of because I was discussing Supernatural with friends and those books got mentioned because they have to do with heaven, hell, angels, demons, etc.

WOW, maybe I need tv shows to fuel my reading. WHY AM I SO LAAAME? OKAY, HOW ABOUT THIS:

Does anyone have some excellent book recommendations?

I would very much enjoy some. Anything with male comradery is, evidently, relevant to my interests and would be extra awesome.


I'm also going to a giant nerdfest convention this weekend, YESSS! Further evidence to proove my lameness.

Also random note, anybody else going to see the new Ang Lee movie Taking Woodstock? Not only does it have a great director, BUT it has Jeffery Dean Morgan (UNFFF) and he might be macking on a man at some point. The reviews have been so-so but needless to say, I think I'll definitely check it out.

Question:
You ever get really into a show or something and then a few months later kind of feel embarrassed about being so into it? Or sometimes you find out it has a kinda hyper obsessive fanbase and you start feeling a little wierd about being a fan? >_> I hope I'm not the only who over-thinks this shit too much.




ALSO TRUE BLOOD THIS WEEK? I SHAT MESELF. I confess, I got choked up and the end because Eric was bringing that emotion HARD. I didn't let a tear fall because I like to try and pretend like I'm not really a weeping 3-year-old when I watch mah stories. Everything about this episode was damn awesome, probably the best episode yet for me.


MAN, this is likely the most entertaining show I've seen in quite some time. I get so empassioned I become like one of those obnoxious movie-goers that shouts at the screen like the characters can hear me. I'll be sitting there all like "OH SHI- RUN SAM RUUUUUUN, THAT BITCH'LL KILL YOU!" Me and my sister stay up waiting for the direct download every week because we're completely and utterly addicted to this sweet True Blood crack.

Woe is me when the season ends. ;_;

Currently watching Band of Brothers.
Why did I not watch this years ago? It's so damn good. ;_; And beautiful. It's like watching a very long awesome movie.


OH YEAH, and I saw Jersey Boys today for the hell of it. We got rush tickets and we were literally in the VERY FRONT row. I was so damn close I got SPITTLED on. OH YES, THERE WAS SPITTLE. It was good times. And the tickets were cheap because you gotta crain your neck up a shit load while watching, but it was totally fine. These guys were really talented and delivered a great show. There were getting right IN THERE with the fresh-ass harmonizing. And there was a surprisingly large amount of SHALL WE SAY... RAW language happening and it made me lol because there were like 8-year-old kids sitting a few seats away from me and my friend. And 90% of the audience was made up of some very old gentlefolk. I've never seen so many elderly peeps together in my life! WE WERE ALL CHILLIN', THOUGH.

HOW THE FUCK DOES ONE WRITE A PERFECT OR PLAGAL CADENCE? THIS MAKES ABSOLUTELY NO FUCKING SENSE. THIS IS NONSENSE. I JUST LOOKED UP THE DEFINITION OF A PLAGAL CADENCE AND THIS IS WHAT I GOT:

Plagal cadence:IV to I, also known as the "Amen Cadence" because of its frequent setting to the text "Amen" in hymns. However, William Caplin disputes the existence of plagal cadences: "An examination of such a cadence rarely exists...In as much as the progression IV-I cannot confirm a tonality (it lacks any leading tone resolution), it cannot articulate formal closure. Rather, this progression is normally part of a tonic prolongation serving a variety of formal functions - not, however a cadential one. Most examples of plagal cadences given in textbooks actually represent a postcadential codetta function: that is, the IV-I progression follows an authentic cadence but does not itself create genuine cadential closure."


WTF...

ETA: Okay, if I read like like 5 times, I think I understand what it's saying. BUT... IF ITS EXISTENCE IS DISPUTED, THEN WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I HAVE TO WRITE THIS SHIT OUT ON AN EXAM?


LOL, I THINK I'M JUST GOING TO IGNORE THIS SECTION.

OH SHIIIIT!

TRUE BLOOD, WHY ARE AS ADDICTIVE AS CRACK? NEXT SUNDAY CAN'T COME SOON ENOUGH.

FUCK YES, YOU BEST BELIEVE GODRIC IS ALL UP IN THIS SHIT!


LITTLE KNOWN FACT: ERIC'S SINGLE MANLY TEAR HOLDS APPROXIMATELY THREE METRIC FUCKTONS OF AWESOME.

Damn, I was sick as hell yesterday. I was watching an episode of Twin Peaks and I had to pause it like 4 times to go to the washroom and just sit on the toilet, moaning in pain and hoping for the sweet release of death. ;_; Then I just laid down in my bed, writhing in agony for a while until I just threw up, which finally made me feel better.

So yeah, I'm watching Twin Peaks now and I just saw Blue Velvet a couple days ago and I loved it. So I guess I'm on a bit of a David Lynch kick right now. I didn't think I'd be into him, but so far so good. I'll see how I feel once I get into his more incoherent stuff. :\