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New layout for Darklightlullabye.com too! (it's a TREE. I'm beyond happy with it)
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6.28.2010
Poke Poke, Bunny
I learned recently that a relative of mine takes her three-legged bunnies to get acupuncture. Those poor, poor bunnies.
But as terrible as I feel for those bunnies (I think that's the point where you need to start thinking about the quality of life for those things), all I can think is: how in the world do you get into a profession like Bunny Acupuncture?
Somehow, I don't think it's a booming business.
But as terrible as I feel for those bunnies (I think that's the point where you need to start thinking about the quality of life for those things), all I can think is: how in the world do you get into a profession like Bunny Acupuncture?
Somehow, I don't think it's a booming business.
Fortune Cookie's Are DELICIOUS!
And with Diane Setterfield's "The Thirteenth Tale" which just so happens to be like, my favorite ALL TIME non-fantasy book (which is saying something), I have officially hit BOOK #73!
And, with that said, I think I'm taking a break from my goal. It's getting distracting. Who would have thought that the ONE goal I work through is the one that turns out to be bad for me? Psh. Irony.
So, I have to admit: I did some retail therapy today. And not at all what you think. I needed a break, so I walked the mall, and yes: I splurged. I bought a key chain with a silver fortune cookie one it. It is probably to most epic thing I have seen.
(well, since I found the "fake mustache of the day!" 7-day pack. That is going to be pretty hard to beat.)
So I bought it, and every time I see my keys now, I smile. $8- NOT WASTED. Sweet.
And, with that said, I think I'm taking a break from my goal. It's getting distracting. Who would have thought that the ONE goal I work through is the one that turns out to be bad for me? Psh. Irony.
So, I have to admit: I did some retail therapy today. And not at all what you think. I needed a break, so I walked the mall, and yes: I splurged. I bought a key chain with a silver fortune cookie one it. It is probably to most epic thing I have seen.
(well, since I found the "fake mustache of the day!" 7-day pack. That is going to be pretty hard to beat.)
So I bought it, and every time I see my keys now, I smile. $8- NOT WASTED. Sweet.
6.21.2010
I Miss My Blog
It has come to my attention that I rarely ever post. This is very true. However, situations are that I don't get around to the computer very often. Just like I don't get around to my laundry very often. (But often enough. It's not like I'm wearing dirty clothes. Ew. Don't think that. Cause it's not true.)
I often think of clever things that I'd like to blog. I often WANT to blog, but am not in a position to get on the internet.
"But Holly," you might say. "You post on Facebook so much more often than you actually blog!"
And although I'm pretty sure no one has ever noticed that, it is, essentially true. Why? Because I get Facebook and MLIA on my phone, baby! Sadly, and yes, I was very upset: I can not blog from my phone. So insanely disappointing, let me assure you.
Also, I might warn that I have no idea when this-- my grandma's computer-- is going to be unplugged, do to the fact she is moving. When? Who knows. Someone has to buy the house. And can I just say? having to be ready to have some potential buyer come look at the house any moment of any day is SO cramping my style. Yes, the style of "relaxed organization" and "nap time."
Anyways. So there is my formal apology. I wish I wrote more too. But the fact is: I'm lazy, so I don't get around to it a lot because there are obstacles. And that is that.
Just an idea: when disappointed because I haven't updated, why not check out mylifeisaverage.com?
Seriously. They need to pay me for all the publicity that I give them.
I often think of clever things that I'd like to blog. I often WANT to blog, but am not in a position to get on the internet.
"But Holly," you might say. "You post on Facebook so much more often than you actually blog!"
And although I'm pretty sure no one has ever noticed that, it is, essentially true. Why? Because I get Facebook and MLIA on my phone, baby! Sadly, and yes, I was very upset: I can not blog from my phone. So insanely disappointing, let me assure you.
Also, I might warn that I have no idea when this-- my grandma's computer-- is going to be unplugged, do to the fact she is moving. When? Who knows. Someone has to buy the house. And can I just say? having to be ready to have some potential buyer come look at the house any moment of any day is SO cramping my style. Yes, the style of "relaxed organization" and "nap time."
Anyways. So there is my formal apology. I wish I wrote more too. But the fact is: I'm lazy, so I don't get around to it a lot because there are obstacles. And that is that.
Just an idea: when disappointed because I haven't updated, why not check out mylifeisaverage.com?
Seriously. They need to pay me for all the publicity that I give them.
6.19.2010
Insipiring Bumper Stickers
So, I saw a bumper sticker the other day.
"Say yes to good
and no to bad."
Wow. That's some deep thinking there, Copernicus.
"Say yes to good
and no to bad."
Wow. That's some deep thinking there, Copernicus.
6.08.2010
Waldo? PSH. Found him!
BOOKS COMPLETED:
54. Wintergirls, Laurie Halse Anderson
55. 68 Knots A Novel, Michael Robert Evans
56. City of Glass (reread), Cassandra Clare
57. Ella Minnow Pea, Mark Dunn
58. Wondrous Strange (Lesley Livingston)
59. Dark light (Lesley Livingston)
60. Perchance to Dream, Lisa Mantchev
(60! woohoo! Right on schedule. Maybe. I should be farther, but I had the trash two books halfway through, because they sucked. Um... "Brigid's Quest" and "Wicked." BQ was about freakin Centaurs--- missed that imparitive word on the back cover before I bought it, and "Wicked" ended up being about Wicca stuff, and seriously? Not my stuff. It was uber creepy. Although there was a deaf kitten in it. CUUUUUUUUUUUTE.)
SO! Here I am! At the airport, AGAIN. When am I ever NOT in the airport? Seriously. It's where I get my serious blog time in (free wifi and all. It's so much better to be able to blog via my VERY AWESOME laptop instead of gram's computer. Which will probably be disconnected soon due to the fact that Gram's moving. Which means we're moving. Where and when? Psh. Who knows. All I konw is that Diego is going to be mad again that he's going on another road trip. (Aww... but he was so cute. He sat on my lap for twelve hours, his little face buried in the crook of my arm... d'aw. I darn love that cat. Sorry. WHen you're lonely, it's nice to be worshipped by something cute and furry.)
(would a baby fit in that category? Something cute and furry? Because it's nice to be worshipped by babies, too. Cute- yes. Furry? Well... they're mammals, so TECHNIQUALLY, it works, right?
(I totally just spelled techniqually wrong. I just don't know how to spell it. Technique.... techniqually... psh. I don't know.)
So. Anyways. Airport. Interesting place. Let's see, what weird people have I seen today? Um, well, acutally, now that I think about it, I HAVEN'T been thinking about it. Sorry. People watching report for today is a fail.
MLIA, however, is still as awesome as ever, if you're still wondering. I'm still waiting on being published a second time--- I've submitted a few stories already, but they haven't been reviewed yet.
Speaking of MLIA, I found a Where's Waldo book yesterday at Barnes and Noble (YES I WENT AGAIN EVEN THOUGH I SAID I WOULDN'T! I HAVE A PROBLEM, DON'T JUDGE ME!) and I was so flippin LEGIT... I seriously opened up the book and found Waldo in a serious 6 seconds. Celebrating, I turned the page, and found him AGAIN in like, 4 seconds!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was so amazing. Not gonna lie. Rebecca is my witness, I was amazing.
Yeah, so I saw Rebok last night! CHUUUUUUUUUUUUUS. Loveeeeeeeeee Rebecca. My Dug. (SQUIREEELLLLL!) We had waaaaaaaaaaaay too much fun at Barnes and Noble last night. We found Baby Name books (don't know why I capitalized that) and looked up names for her NEW CAR. SOOOOOOO funny. I totally need one of those books. For naming characters and all. I've always just used babynames.com, but it's not too legit. One of these books was amazingly funny. I wish I remembered some of the comments. They were amazing. And they told you if the name was dorky or if your kid's name had beat-up potential. Very helpful.
BOARDING! WOOT!
PLEASE, don't let me get sick again... I ALWAYS get sick on flights. I hate it. So I took preventive meds this time. Hoepfully no migraine or naseua today. Because I might just explode.
54. Wintergirls, Laurie Halse Anderson
55. 68 Knots A Novel, Michael Robert Evans
56. City of Glass (reread), Cassandra Clare
57. Ella Minnow Pea, Mark Dunn
58. Wondrous Strange (Lesley Livingston)
59. Dark light (Lesley Livingston)
60. Perchance to Dream, Lisa Mantchev
(60! woohoo! Right on schedule. Maybe. I should be farther, but I had the trash two books halfway through, because they sucked. Um... "Brigid's Quest" and "Wicked." BQ was about freakin Centaurs--- missed that imparitive word on the back cover before I bought it, and "Wicked" ended up being about Wicca stuff, and seriously? Not my stuff. It was uber creepy. Although there was a deaf kitten in it. CUUUUUUUUUUUTE.)
SO! Here I am! At the airport, AGAIN. When am I ever NOT in the airport? Seriously. It's where I get my serious blog time in (free wifi and all. It's so much better to be able to blog via my VERY AWESOME laptop instead of gram's computer. Which will probably be disconnected soon due to the fact that Gram's moving. Which means we're moving. Where and when? Psh. Who knows. All I konw is that Diego is going to be mad again that he's going on another road trip. (Aww... but he was so cute. He sat on my lap for twelve hours, his little face buried in the crook of my arm... d'aw. I darn love that cat. Sorry. WHen you're lonely, it's nice to be worshipped by something cute and furry.)
(would a baby fit in that category? Something cute and furry? Because it's nice to be worshipped by babies, too. Cute- yes. Furry? Well... they're mammals, so TECHNIQUALLY, it works, right?
(I totally just spelled techniqually wrong. I just don't know how to spell it. Technique.... techniqually... psh. I don't know.)
So. Anyways. Airport. Interesting place. Let's see, what weird people have I seen today? Um, well, acutally, now that I think about it, I HAVEN'T been thinking about it. Sorry. People watching report for today is a fail.
MLIA, however, is still as awesome as ever, if you're still wondering. I'm still waiting on being published a second time--- I've submitted a few stories already, but they haven't been reviewed yet.
Speaking of MLIA, I found a Where's Waldo book yesterday at Barnes and Noble (YES I WENT AGAIN EVEN THOUGH I SAID I WOULDN'T! I HAVE A PROBLEM, DON'T JUDGE ME!) and I was so flippin LEGIT... I seriously opened up the book and found Waldo in a serious 6 seconds. Celebrating, I turned the page, and found him AGAIN in like, 4 seconds!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was so amazing. Not gonna lie. Rebecca is my witness, I was amazing.
Yeah, so I saw Rebok last night! CHUUUUUUUUUUUUUS. Loveeeeeeeeee Rebecca. My Dug. (SQUIREEELLLLL!) We had waaaaaaaaaaaay too much fun at Barnes and Noble last night. We found Baby Name books (don't know why I capitalized that) and looked up names for her NEW CAR. SOOOOOOO funny. I totally need one of those books. For naming characters and all. I've always just used babynames.com, but it's not too legit. One of these books was amazingly funny. I wish I remembered some of the comments. They were amazing. And they told you if the name was dorky or if your kid's name had beat-up potential. Very helpful.
BOARDING! WOOT!
PLEASE, don't let me get sick again... I ALWAYS get sick on flights. I hate it. So I took preventive meds this time. Hoepfully no migraine or naseua today. Because I might just explode.
6.01.2010
There are a few things in life that no matter where I am, no matter what I am doing, if I think about it, it will make me stop and giggle out loud. (As you can imagine, this is not always convenient. But it is true.)
Three of these things include:
1. The Mylifeisaverage.com post: Today, I was in the car with my mom when I saw a parked car whose license plate included "RFF." Naturally, I read it aloud ("Ruffff"), and my mom swerved the car and screamed "OH MY GOD, WAS THAT A DOG?!" MLIA.
2. The time senior year in Physc when Brian B fell asleep, like usual, and he farted in his sleep. Which, in and of itself was pretty funny, but he farted so loud it woke him up. Everyone around had a giggle attack and he looked around all sleepily, not quite sure if people had heard him or not.
3... a picture... lets see if I can post it or not....
Three of these things include:
1. The Mylifeisaverage.com post: Today, I was in the car with my mom when I saw a parked car whose license plate included "RFF." Naturally, I read it aloud ("Ruffff"), and my mom swerved the car and screamed "OH MY GOD, WAS THAT A DOG?!" MLIA.
2. The time senior year in Physc when Brian B fell asleep, like usual, and he farted in his sleep. Which, in and of itself was pretty funny, but he farted so loud it woke him up. Everyone around had a giggle attack and he looked around all sleepily, not quite sure if people had heard him or not.
3... a picture... lets see if I can post it or not....
5.20.2010
Marketeers
BOOKS READ:
53. The Mysterious Benedict Society and the Perilous Journey, Trenton Lee Stewart
54. Heartbeat... ? (I don't want to go downstairs and check)
My, oh my, you meet some STRANGE people at the grocery store at four in the afternoon. Like "Grammy" with four kids, who was probably only sixty, but was wearing this like bright, pearly pink eyeshadow up to her eyebrows. I found that entertaining and wanted to give her a high-five. I didn't.
Then there was various older couples coming out to grocery shop together since there's nothing else fun to do when you're retired, and seriously, there was this one older guy that was just LOST. He was there the whole time I was-- I ran into him a couple of times-- and he just had this blank expression on his face, a box of orange soda in his basket, nothing else. Hey, at least he had good taste in soda. There was the homeless guy who stunk to high heaven who just sort of stared at various things, where I assumed he was calculating in his head what he could afford, and I wanted to hand him a couple of bucks and tell him to go crazy, but I didn't know how to do it without offending him, and then I got nervous so I didn't. I should have. I don't know what he bought.
BUT UGGGGGGGGGGGGH, there was this thrity-something big-britches business guy who was racing around the store like it was going out of style, bumping into people's carts to make room for himself, running around like he owned the place... I seriously thought he was stalking me the first time I saw him. He followed me up and down like three isles, and was walkingg real fast, which made me nervous, so I walked real fast, and I couldn't shake him, and then when I stopped to grab Top Ramen, he had to stop behind me. I made sure I took my time picking out the chicken flavors for Grandma. HA, THIRTY-SOMETHING BUSINIESS GUY! That's what you get for trying to show all the other shoppers up!
BuUuUuUuUut.... new favorite snack?
M&M's in yogurt. Oh my gosh, I nearly died. So buying that again.
53. The Mysterious Benedict Society and the Perilous Journey, Trenton Lee Stewart
54. Heartbeat... ? (I don't want to go downstairs and check)
My, oh my, you meet some STRANGE people at the grocery store at four in the afternoon. Like "Grammy" with four kids, who was probably only sixty, but was wearing this like bright, pearly pink eyeshadow up to her eyebrows. I found that entertaining and wanted to give her a high-five. I didn't.
Then there was various older couples coming out to grocery shop together since there's nothing else fun to do when you're retired, and seriously, there was this one older guy that was just LOST. He was there the whole time I was-- I ran into him a couple of times-- and he just had this blank expression on his face, a box of orange soda in his basket, nothing else. Hey, at least he had good taste in soda. There was the homeless guy who stunk to high heaven who just sort of stared at various things, where I assumed he was calculating in his head what he could afford, and I wanted to hand him a couple of bucks and tell him to go crazy, but I didn't know how to do it without offending him, and then I got nervous so I didn't. I should have. I don't know what he bought.
BUT UGGGGGGGGGGGGH, there was this thrity-something big-britches business guy who was racing around the store like it was going out of style, bumping into people's carts to make room for himself, running around like he owned the place... I seriously thought he was stalking me the first time I saw him. He followed me up and down like three isles, and was walkingg real fast, which made me nervous, so I walked real fast, and I couldn't shake him, and then when I stopped to grab Top Ramen, he had to stop behind me. I made sure I took my time picking out the chicken flavors for Grandma. HA, THIRTY-SOMETHING BUSINIESS GUY! That's what you get for trying to show all the other shoppers up!
BuUuUuUuUut.... new favorite snack?
M&M's in yogurt. Oh my gosh, I nearly died. So buying that again.
5.16.2010
Randomness enough for the last few weeks
The random thoughts I've had over the last few days: since I haven't been posting, I'm going to just jumble them all together here. I've forgotten many. Oh well.
I just realized that one of my favorite songs (Into the Ocean, Blue October) is a song about a guy commiting suicide. Totally sad, right? The last lines are… “into the ocean, end it all (goodbye, goodbye). Into the ocean, end it all (goodbye, goodbye). I thought of just your face.” SO SAD!
Today, while cutting Stephanie's Birthday dessert:
MOM: This is the hardest cake I ever cut!
ME: That's because it's pie.
Dad, Mom and I all went to see Robin Hood yesterday. Consensus? Mom and I love us the Russel Crowe and his sad, sad eyes. <3 <3 <3
FACT: It's 1:33 in the morning, so techincally, all things happening "yesterday" really happened two days ago.
One of my favorite saying: "Don't worry about the world ending today. It's already tomorrow in Australia."
I saw balloons on a gravestone the otherday. I've seen this many times. I am the ONLY ONE who finds this ironic?
QUESTION: Will we still have birthday parties in the afterlife? Because it sure as heck won't be heaven with a serious lack of pinatas.
(I laughed at my cleverness when I wrote that ^^^ "it sure as HECK won't be heaven"... muhahaha. Play on words.)
Clash of the Titans just may be one of my top-ten favorite movies.
ELF is still my all-time favorite movie, and I assume it will always be that way.
Greg, my brother in law, quoted Homestarrunner.com today. I recognized it and finished the quote for him. I feel immensely proud.
FACT: I can't spell if my life depended on it. I hope this never happens. Because dying of lack of correct spelling would be a terrible way to day.
Paige Weldon and I conluded in the 9th grade that dying in PE would be the absolute WORST way to die. Not just because it sucks, but because the freakin UNIFORMS sucked. However, once my shorts were stolen and I could never wear them around the house once I graduated, I was particularly disappointed. It happened in middle school, too. I guess the Garden Gnome who haunts the TMS girl's lockerroom thinks I am unfit to keep my gym shorts. (Ha. Ha ha. Unfit... PE. Clever.)
In the last two weeks, I've killed off about a dozen friends in my dreams, incluing Micheal Reyes (in a car accident), Paige Weldon, and others I can no longer remember. However, I was a studious seminary student, sacrificed myself so the innocent pedestrians wouldn't get hurt in a game of Chicken with Suburbans, snuck off to a fancy hotel to buy books in the gift shop (um. yeah. I'm not even going to touch on that one), finished re-reading The City of Glass, forgot Nan's name, specifically remembered Nan's name three nights later, went ice skating with one of the dolls you get from Child Phsyc (the ones that cry and make noises and stuff), and ate sugarcubes. Pretty epic, if you ask me. Thought annoying. I wish I would stop dreaming for a few days. It's pretty exhausted.
I just realized that one of my favorite songs (Into the Ocean, Blue October) is a song about a guy commiting suicide. Totally sad, right? The last lines are… “into the ocean, end it all (goodbye, goodbye). Into the ocean, end it all (goodbye, goodbye). I thought of just your face.” SO SAD!
Today, while cutting Stephanie's Birthday dessert:
MOM: This is the hardest cake I ever cut!
ME: That's because it's pie.
Dad, Mom and I all went to see Robin Hood yesterday. Consensus? Mom and I love us the Russel Crowe and his sad, sad eyes. <3 <3 <3
FACT: It's 1:33 in the morning, so techincally, all things happening "yesterday" really happened two days ago.
One of my favorite saying: "Don't worry about the world ending today. It's already tomorrow in Australia."
I saw balloons on a gravestone the otherday. I've seen this many times. I am the ONLY ONE who finds this ironic?
QUESTION: Will we still have birthday parties in the afterlife? Because it sure as heck won't be heaven with a serious lack of pinatas.
(I laughed at my cleverness when I wrote that ^^^ "it sure as HECK won't be heaven"... muhahaha. Play on words.)
Clash of the Titans just may be one of my top-ten favorite movies.
ELF is still my all-time favorite movie, and I assume it will always be that way.
Greg, my brother in law, quoted Homestarrunner.com today. I recognized it and finished the quote for him. I feel immensely proud.
FACT: I can't spell if my life depended on it. I hope this never happens. Because dying of lack of correct spelling would be a terrible way to day.
Paige Weldon and I conluded in the 9th grade that dying in PE would be the absolute WORST way to die. Not just because it sucks, but because the freakin UNIFORMS sucked. However, once my shorts were stolen and I could never wear them around the house once I graduated, I was particularly disappointed. It happened in middle school, too. I guess the Garden Gnome who haunts the TMS girl's lockerroom thinks I am unfit to keep my gym shorts. (Ha. Ha ha. Unfit... PE. Clever.)
In the last two weeks, I've killed off about a dozen friends in my dreams, incluing Micheal Reyes (in a car accident), Paige Weldon, and others I can no longer remember. However, I was a studious seminary student, sacrificed myself so the innocent pedestrians wouldn't get hurt in a game of Chicken with Suburbans, snuck off to a fancy hotel to buy books in the gift shop (um. yeah. I'm not even going to touch on that one), finished re-reading The City of Glass, forgot Nan's name, specifically remembered Nan's name three nights later, went ice skating with one of the dolls you get from Child Phsyc (the ones that cry and make noises and stuff), and ate sugarcubes. Pretty epic, if you ask me. Thought annoying. I wish I would stop dreaming for a few days. It's pretty exhausted.
5.15.2010
100 Books A Year
SO! Realizing that I haven't posted in a while (seeing as Dad STILL has the internet back in California) I realized that I haven't posted anything about my latest project! Okay, goal. Probably the only goal I've ever concerned myself enough about to actually remember it, let alone reach it. Ha. Yeah, I'm a loser. But we've known that for a while now. But only when it comes to goals. Even in elementary school, when they'd make us set goals, I specifiaclly remember thinking it was stupid. And look to see how I've grown up.
Anyways! My goal!
I have pledged (to... myself, I guess. I don't think Oprah or the Queen of England really care about my particular goals) that before January 1st of next year, I will read 100 books. Okay, actually, it was more of, "I will read 100 books in the time between January 1st 2010 and January 1st 2011."
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT.
Guess who just finished Book #52? BOOYEAH.
I guess that means I'm right on schedule, eh? Only problem: I just ran out of books. Again. All my birthday books. Although, between you and me, the six of them lasted me two weeks, since I got on a writing kick after reading Stolen (read probably four posts back to my rant), and didn't read for a few days.
What you should also know is that I'm living limbo right now: only two more months until my dad's trial-job ends and we'll know if it will become permanint (meaning, whether the economy has come back up enough for him to start working with one of his old partners back in California again, doing the things he actually likes to do), and we FINALLY decide if we're staying here in Utah, if so, where, or if we're going back to California, if so, where, or somewhere completely different. (I'm not sure the Dubai offer is still in from last year, haha. Cause that'd be weird.) Thus, that's why I'm not really doing anything: I was GOING to start school at the DATC for MA, but I don't want to start here if I'm only staying a month, you know? I'll start when we've moved. Cause Gramma, who we're staying with, is moving out this summer, too. To, guess where? California. Only No. Cal, which we all know is vastly different and should therfore be a completely different state. (See? I haven't lost my California loyalties, unlike OTHERS I could mention... what with all this "Cali" nonsense... OHHHHHHHHHH THAT BUGS ME TO NO END...)
So. THE RULES:
1. I must read the entire book. I am only alloted twenty pages of skippage for the book to count as "read."
2. I may skip more than twenty pages WHILE STILL READING, just to satisfy my need to know what happens, but MUST go back and read the skipped pages for it to count as "read."
3. I may reread books, but again, they must be read all the way through (omitted the twenty pages overall, in dire and neccesary situations) not just skimmed, to count as "read."
4. If I can't give a review of the book after reading it, this means I was falling asleep while reading it, and therefore must go back and reread the parts I can't remember to make it "count."
5. More rules may be added as neccesary. But none may be eliminated.
6. My own works do not count. Okay, Let It Be does, but only if I read it straight-through. Which I rarely do.
7. Textbooks DO count, but seeing as not only do I not POSSESS any, the fact that I'm going to read it from cover-to-cover (omit alloted twenty pages) is so highly unlike I might laugh. But I thought it was good rule.
8. All books MUST be completed by January 1st, 12:00 AM. NO EXCEPTIONS. Unless I go into a coma....
9. If I go into a coma (medicine indused or otherwise) I will be allowed the number of days I was unconscious--- up until January 1st 2010--- to catch up. This is unlikely, but I'd like to be prepared.
So, happy reading, ya'll!
(Wanna know what I've been reading? Probably not, but I'm showing you anyways. The one's I've read since I last post. At the end, I'll post the list of all 100 I read.)
BOOKS COMPLETELD:
47. Stolen, Lucy Christopher
48. The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks, E. Lockhart
49. Wondrous Strange, Lesley Livingston
50. Eyes Like Stars, Lisa Mantchev
51. The Knife of Never Letting Go, Patrick Ness
52. Shiver (reread), Maggie Steifvater
Anyways! My goal!
I have pledged (to... myself, I guess. I don't think Oprah or the Queen of England really care about my particular goals) that before January 1st of next year, I will read 100 books. Okay, actually, it was more of, "I will read 100 books in the time between January 1st 2010 and January 1st 2011."
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT.
Guess who just finished Book #52? BOOYEAH.
I guess that means I'm right on schedule, eh? Only problem: I just ran out of books. Again. All my birthday books. Although, between you and me, the six of them lasted me two weeks, since I got on a writing kick after reading Stolen (read probably four posts back to my rant), and didn't read for a few days.
What you should also know is that I'm living limbo right now: only two more months until my dad's trial-job ends and we'll know if it will become permanint (meaning, whether the economy has come back up enough for him to start working with one of his old partners back in California again, doing the things he actually likes to do), and we FINALLY decide if we're staying here in Utah, if so, where, or if we're going back to California, if so, where, or somewhere completely different. (I'm not sure the Dubai offer is still in from last year, haha. Cause that'd be weird.) Thus, that's why I'm not really doing anything: I was GOING to start school at the DATC for MA, but I don't want to start here if I'm only staying a month, you know? I'll start when we've moved. Cause Gramma, who we're staying with, is moving out this summer, too. To, guess where? California. Only No. Cal, which we all know is vastly different and should therfore be a completely different state. (See? I haven't lost my California loyalties, unlike OTHERS I could mention... what with all this "Cali" nonsense... OHHHHHHHHHH THAT BUGS ME TO NO END...)
So. THE RULES:
1. I must read the entire book. I am only alloted twenty pages of skippage for the book to count as "read."
2. I may skip more than twenty pages WHILE STILL READING, just to satisfy my need to know what happens, but MUST go back and read the skipped pages for it to count as "read."
3. I may reread books, but again, they must be read all the way through (omitted the twenty pages overall, in dire and neccesary situations) not just skimmed, to count as "read."
4. If I can't give a review of the book after reading it, this means I was falling asleep while reading it, and therefore must go back and reread the parts I can't remember to make it "count."
5. More rules may be added as neccesary. But none may be eliminated.
6. My own works do not count. Okay, Let It Be does, but only if I read it straight-through. Which I rarely do.
7. Textbooks DO count, but seeing as not only do I not POSSESS any, the fact that I'm going to read it from cover-to-cover (omit alloted twenty pages) is so highly unlike I might laugh. But I thought it was good rule.
8. All books MUST be completed by January 1st, 12:00 AM. NO EXCEPTIONS. Unless I go into a coma....
9. If I go into a coma (medicine indused or otherwise) I will be allowed the number of days I was unconscious--- up until January 1st 2010--- to catch up. This is unlikely, but I'd like to be prepared.
So, happy reading, ya'll!
(Wanna know what I've been reading? Probably not, but I'm showing you anyways. The one's I've read since I last post. At the end, I'll post the list of all 100 I read.)
BOOKS COMPLETELD:
47. Stolen, Lucy Christopher
48. The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks, E. Lockhart
49. Wondrous Strange, Lesley Livingston
50. Eyes Like Stars, Lisa Mantchev
51. The Knife of Never Letting Go, Patrick Ness
52. Shiver (reread), Maggie Steifvater
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