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[Mar. 13th, 2007|03:16 pm]
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[Spirits | ecstatic]

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
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Ayyy te amo, mi cielo; cómo es que seas tan maravilloso y dulce? ^^ [Feb. 8th, 2007|03:29 pm]
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[Spirits | jubilant]
[Voices |Dido - Closer]

I come home from school, carrying in the mail. Set it down on the counter, drop my school stuff down, and continue on with a large parcel. Mom comes in from the other room, still in her nightgown and apparently having spent the whole day watching TV.

"Wassat?"
"Present." It's hard to hold back my grin.
"From who?"
"Lewis."
You know, my boyfriend? The one you like to pretend doesn't exist? Yeah, that one.

Hahahah. ♥
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This post is dedicated to Faye [Jan. 14th, 2007|11:34 pm]
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[Spirits | hyper]
[Voices |Beck - Girl]

Unicorns!


Rainbows!


Puppies!


It's a good goddamn day. And tomorrow I can sleep in and even though I have work in the evening they will probably call and tell me not to come in, or make me come in and then tell me to go home, or make me go home grossly early or something dumb like that.
But anyway!
It's a good fucking day! And it's been a good day all day and it's continued to be a good day well into the evening! And it will probably still be good by the time the clock strikes twelve, which is actually only a half hour from now!

YES!

~Joy doesn't know if it's the caffeine talking or what. But hey. It's all good.
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[Dec. 6th, 2006|05:53 pm]
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[Spirits | loved]
[Voices |Rent - I'll Cover You]

Staying home from school. Sick (actually sick). Sniffling and didn't sleep much last night and coughing and yuck. But generally okay. Y'know. I'll live.

Working on Art History stuff. Dad's home for lunch.
"How are you feeling?" he asks.
"A little better."
"This should lift your spirits." He's carrying in a box wrapped in brown paper, addressed to me.
I know what it is before I even have time to check the return address, and he's right - it transforms me into a grinning dope for the next few minutes.

♥

Now I have to finish my own Christmas shopping.

~Joy
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[Nov. 29th, 2006|10:54 pm]
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[Spirits | accomplished]
[Voices |Franz Ferdinand - All for You, Sophia]

Damn.
I think World War I is my favourite class I've ever taken.
Tonight was the final class, sadly. Next week is the exam. So we wrapped everything up, talked about the Treaty of Versailles and the impact of the war and such, and I'm taking a step back and looking at my half-a-composition-book-ful of notes and all my handouts and everything we've done in what, only 9 weeks?
Crazy.

Best class ever, Joy? Really?
Yeah, I think so. For what I got out of it and everything overall, yeah.
That's not to say I was excited to go to class every week (I wasn't looking forward to going tonight at all, actually. I wanted to stay home.). There were some lectures too, that bored me to death. You can tell a lot about how interested I'm in a subject by the notes I take. For say, 75% of the classes in this course, there are pretty detailed notes organised well with minimal doodling. When you get to the night we talked about the naval war... I'm pretty sure that after about a page of notes I just stopped writing them period, and doodled or fell asleep for the rest of the time.

The class wasn't easy, either. Definitely not. There's a lot of concepts, and a lot of things to wrap your head around. It was challenging, but not discouragingly hard. Yeah, I worked for 5+ hours to finish a homework assignment, but how fulfilling did it feel once I got it done? How great did I feel to have it passed back and I got an A on it? Hard work paying off is always nice. (To contrast with my other two college classes: I worked pretty hard on my Sociology term paper and got a 75 on it. I didn't work hard at all on my Sign Language book report, and it wasn't really very good either, and I got a 100.)

Like I've said before, it helps that I like the topic. I'm not going to be taking Mr. Westheider's WWII class next quarter, because it would probably kill me. The teacher is absolutely awesome, but I just would not be motivated to do it.
The first time we ever went over WWI at school was in 9th grade. Gawd, Mrs. Napier was the worst. I don't entirely blame her, because if I had to teach freshman history all day for years on end I would probably be horrible to everyone too. But the next year, Spitzer was our teacher, and he was the best.
He put a big emphasis on the cause and effect of the war, and he motivated me to go and read All Quiet on the Western Front and he was just a young, hip and totally awesome teacher. He knew lots of random stuff and was just this big, fantastically huge nerd.
Anyway it's probably all Spitzer's fault that I like WWI.

Fantastic class. I'm so glad to have taken it. Very rewarding, and I learned a ton. And I've got two history books in my bag right now as a direct result of the class, that I'm now reading for pleasure.
Gaah, I'm turning into Faye! I shouldn't be reading history books! Hell, I shouldn't even be reading nonfiction! What's wrong with me? :P

~Joy's changed this past year, though probably not for the worse.
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Excuse me while I spazz out, probably only Warren and Lu are interested in hearing this [Sep. 5th, 2006|05:04 pm]
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OMGOMGOMG
I love online registration at UC!
You see, the way you register for classes is completely online. It's all updated in real time, so if a class is full and someone drops out, another person can immediately join the class.

There was one spot open for Begining ASL 101 evening class and I just got it yayayayayaayay

This means I am going to have to not be able to work at all on Thursdays...butomg I'm happeeeee.
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omgguesswhat [Aug. 30th, 2006|05:34 pm]
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[Spirits | excited]
[Voices |Regina Spektor - Us]

Squeeeeee!
This afternoon my dad came home with a surprise.
"Got any plans the night of Tuesday, October 17th?" he asks.
Spamalot is coming to town and Dad got tickets this morning Eeeeeeyay!

^^

Random schoolday events:
-In Art History we took the AP Test's multiple choice from 2004, just to see how we'd do relying on guessing and outside knowledge alone. I managed a 49%, which actually for an AP test isn't bad.

-Photography and Webpage Design are taught in the same computer lab, so being an aide for the Photography class lets me listen in on both of them. Today the Webpage Design class learned most of the HTML that Jule taught to me in 4th grade. Ah, memories.

-My cousin Andrea is going to our school now. I found her and Paula in the hallway on my way out and offered them a ride home; I asked her whether she wanted to be dropped off at her place or ours and she didn't answer; Paula gave me wrong information so it ended up taking 45 minutes to get home. Blech.

But yes I am pretty happy right now. *grin*

~Joyyyyyy
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[Aug. 11th, 2006|12:26 pm]
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I am jubliant!
I failed the stupid test, but I passed the maneuverability part!
If I never see another traffic cone in my life, it'll be too soon!

No more pseudo-parallel-parking for me. :D Next Saturday I retake the driving part and I'm almost positive I'm going to pass. Of course I said that the first time I tried taking the test, and I choked. I was nervous this time too, but the examiner was a lot nicer and really patient.

Aaaaanyway.... NO MORE MANEUVERABILITY! If I had passed it, failed the driving, and then had to do maneuverability again next week, I would have been so angry. But as it is, I'm quite pleased. ^_^

~Joy: YAAAAAAY!
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You put my mind through college [Jul. 5th, 2006|01:29 am]
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[Voices |ATB - Ecstasy]

I had a great night!

A little after 7, Danielle called me up (rather, Brandon called on Danielle's phone) and said they were near my house, could they come over and hang out. This is odd because Brandon and Danielle live a pretty good distance away from me, and don't hang out with people in my subdivision that I'm aware.

So, it being Tuesday night and a holiday I was expecting a quiet boring evening, maybe turning in early because I really had nothing better to do.

Fast forward to sitting in Erin's car driving to Kentucky, all of us singing along to Birdhouse in Your Soul.
:D
I love people sometimes.
I also love my dad for letting me completely spur of the moment go to some guy I'd just met's grandmother's house (Brian is Danielle's friend, whose grandmother lives near me *apparently*), and then not minding me calling him up and asking if I could go down to Kentucky for the evening, and not be back home until past midnight.
They probably think I'm out drinking or something... Well, my mom probably does because that's what she used to do as a teenager.

Anyway, tonight was a blast. Must do it again sometime. We watched American Beauty and saw lots of fireworks. Feeling pretty worn out now though.

~Joy will be sleeping in tomorrow morning... even more than usual
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Dead Deadjournal people, [Jul. 4th, 2006|01:41 pm]
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[Spirits | grateful]

Have I told you guys lately how much I appreciate you? Because I really do. You're all awesome.

Fayetje, without knowing it you've got me bit by bit more interested in history. I am pleased as punch that we found each other on that Geeks and Nerds community and those titles couldn't fit another person better (in a good way). You're funny and smart and just generally a great person to be around.

Nan, you're so random. You know lots of cool things about lots of cool people. I hope things with your man will be working out better now.

Casey, I haven't talked to you in a while. I know you're in DC right now and I hope you're having a blast, but you also haven't updated your journal since April. :\

Zippy, I'm so glad to have you back! Life is rough but you'll get through it I know. Remember that the future is important but also don't forget to keep calm and relax when you can.

Lu, you're a wonderful person and I mean that. You do the Time Warp like I can't believe. You also have really excellent taste in music, which I didn't figure out until I realised how much I listen to Eisley and The Decemberists and all the other awesome songs you've sent me.

Omni, whenever you post an entry it's bound to be something awesome. You're totally my Spanish buddy for now and forever, no matter how many other languages you're taking. :P

Shand, everyone in #superdickery knows the size of your cock. Uhm. That's all I got. You should update more or something, you're a cool guy.

Chris, every time I read what you have to say about Jordan I feel warm and fuzzy inside. I hope you get to spend the rest of your life with her, I really do. Additionally, your hair is awesome.

Warren, you are awesome because you keep me from geeking out on everyone else. XD You're very fun to talk to and you're also very, erm, creative.

There are other people on my friends list, but either I don't know them very well or they barely update (or, in the case of Danielle, I see her pretty often in real life). Anyway you're all awesome and if you weren't, you wouldn't be on my friends list.

~Joy ♥s her friends
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[Jun. 13th, 2006|12:06 pm]
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[Voices |John Mayer - Only Heart]

Paula was giving me weird looks, wondering why I was in such high spirits this morning.

*hugs Lewis*
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And a happy PN day to you! [Jun. 1st, 2006|03:56 pm]
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[Spirits | thankful]
[Voices |Wicked - For Good (I know, corny...)]

Today, PN Day, I raise a glass to all you who call yourselves PNers.

...Say what?

It's a story I've told a hundred times before, but I'll write it again now. There are still people who haven't heard, and ought to know.

June 1, 2001, five years ago today, some guy named Brad started some website message board called PlanetNeopia. It was a Neopets board, something I was pretty in to at the time.

It was a large board, but there was a certain set of 'regulars': Shadoweater, NeoGirlSL, Zippytk182, Lupess32, Cutieco08, ElTimmsio, Joygerhardt, Bananababy, Everclearish, ShanD, Mattharty, Kav, Wynd... There were a bunch. And they hit it off well, and they were crazy together. They had 'party' threads with caramel cannibals and 'oit' and eekie and inside jokes so opaque it was like speaking another language.

For four months there was a place we could go to where there was always a party, where there were always laughs and where you could talk about just about anything you wanted. In late September of 2001, the boards went down for no discernable reason. We'd gotten together, mostly thanks to Casey ([info]1000_things on Deadjournal), who had many of our AIM screennames.

We gathered in a room called "PN Chat". And for five years, that's how we've been. We've lost some, gained some (Faye!), gotten through crises and celebrations. And I know for a fact that I am the better for it.


You guys were my friends when I had none. My counsel when I was conflicted. None of us talk as often as we used to; I recognise this and it pains me. And lord knows I've gotten emotional about you guys (the way I used to write about Shad you'd think he were my ex or something).

Because of you, PNers, I am a better person. A happier, more well-adjusted, more interesting and diverse person. We stuck together in that stupid, awkward coming-of-age time and pretty soon we'll be scattered to the four winds in college. But because of what we are I hope we'll stay in contact.

So I guess I just want to thank you.
Every note of every Weezer song, every tear I've shed at the end of The Amber Spyglass, every time I went on about some stupid linguistic aspect and you listened even though we both knew you didn't care, every stick figure I've ever drawn, every journal entry I write and every instant message I send -- They're all because of you.

Every facet of my life, you have touched. Why do I listen to this music, why do I read these books, why do I believe the things I do, why am I in love with someone living across an ocean?

Casey Lu Zippy Faye Omni Nanner Shand Kav Ash (Shad Wynd Ari Nepu...), it's your faults. : )

I can't believe you put up with me for so long. Cheers.

~Joygerhardt the Planetneopian
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hugs. [Apr. 24th, 2006|05:04 pm]
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[Spirits | cheerful]
[Voices |Walking on Sunshine]

You know it's a weird thing, all day I've been wanting to tells random people that I'm dating you.

^_^<333

I got my photos from Chicago developed today. I'll scan the better ones later, once I can get this trembling to stop, once I've taken a shower, and once I stop being lazy.

Every few minutes today, at quiet moments when I wasn't doing anything in particular, I would feel a warmth deep in my stomach and it would hit me again. I have a boyfriend. Moreover, I have a boyfriend who I'm crazy about, who's crazy about me.

Reception has been so much better than I could ever hope. There should be a kneejerk reaction to an internet relationship announcement, shouldn't there? NEEEERD. LOSER NERD. But instead everyone has been really cool and happy for me. I underestimate people at times. Even Paula is thrilled about my new boyfriend.

God dammit life is wonderful.

~Joy
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he said: "Sure. :)" [Apr. 24th, 2006|01:34 am]
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[Spirits | loved]
[Voices |Freezepop - Duct Tape My Heart]

And, euphoria.

End of drama. I am just happy. I don't really know him that well but gosh he's sweet.

I'm just so happy.
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It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood [Apr. 19th, 2006|09:44 am]
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[Spirits | enamored]

Amazing how Chemistry, being my first bell class, can affect the outlook of my entire day.

Usually I leave for English feeling helpless, lost, and daft. Luckily English changes my mood because most of the rest of my class is far more daft than I.

Last night I fell asleep before getting the chance to do my homework, and was freaking out this morning. However, I managed to get it done in the 45 minutes from getting ready to driving to school and I got most of them right! I've finally understood this chapter, which would be great if I hadn't forgotten most of the other chapters. But it's okay, because I felt totally wonderful today. And tomorrow I leave for Chicago.

By the way, I asked someone to ask the person in the previous entry. Rather, he asked me if I wanted him to ask the person.

For the time being, I choose to completely ignore the patheticness aspect of this. Because everyone else is getting paired up (nearly all the PNers [IRL-ly], a very large number of the SDers [internet-ly], and even Jessie and Elyssa just got boyfriends!), and that little twinge of jealously makes me blush all the more fiercely and swoon harder thinking about him.

Ye gods, today is wonderful.

~Joyyy
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If I could only coax you overboard... [Apr. 9th, 2006|11:38 pm]
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[Spirits | contemplative]
[Voices |Franz Liszt - Hungarian Rhapsody No.02 In C-Sharp Minor]

So, best night ever: 3 hours of Laser Tag (I don't know why I keep capitalizing that) at Scallywag Tag, 3 bottles of Jones Soda within that period, driving Doug back home (half-hour to Kentucky) and singing showtunes (and TMBG) all the way there.

First person I hear saying something about Joy/Doug gets a punch in the face. I've heard way too much of it this weekend already. o.o;;

I know way more of La Vie Bohème from Rent than I probably should. Doug knows more of every song from Les Mis than he probably should. Paula knows more of every song from Wicked than she probably should.

I'm staying up later and sleeping in later than I probably should. I don't care enough to get up because everything happens at night, so if I find myself waking up at 9 (which I do), I go back to bed until maybe noon.

I got a pretty-looking French film for my birthday. I haven't watched it yet. I'll tell you how it is.

I'm getting far too many emotions involved over the internet lately. I've developed a crush on someone online and someone else has developed a crush on me, but in the end none of it's really important. I feel far detached from one community and I've grown very involved in a different one, and the transition is strange. Like I said, it's not really important.

I want to travel. I'm going to Chicago next week at least.

I'm too tired. I've been tired since 8:30, but I've stayed up and I don't know why.

Well, goodnight then.

~Joy says, with a yawwn.
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[Apr. 1st, 2006|12:21 am]
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Why I love my dad:

-Our brains work in exactly the same way. Anecdotes.
--When he was in the hospital, he was laying directly across from a yellow garbage bag marked 'LINEN' that was inside out, so the letters were upside down and backwards. During my time in his room I noticed it, and how it looked like Cyrillic and it would be Gijej. Fifteen minutes later, my dad said the same thing to me.
--We dropped off some books at the library and decided to stop for dinner. When he asked me where I wanted to go, I waited and thought, and I knew he was going to rattle off some restaurants in the vicinity we could go to. In unison, we both said slowly "Penn Station?". It was wonderful.

-I can hold a conversation with him. He knows cool stuff that makes me think of cool stuff to tell him.

-We are interested in the same stuff and read a lot of the same books. Also I bother him to read my comics a lot but he doesn't get annoyed at that. (and he actually did read the first couple volumes of Sandman)

-He makes stupid jokes that I find hilarious anyway.

-He's a nerd. An old-school nerd.

-He, somehow, managed to reproduce with my mom. I don't want to think about it, but for that he is my hero.
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On conversation and what I have learned [Mar. 21st, 2006|10:23 pm]
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[Spirits | nerdy]
[Voices |Erik Satie - Gnossienne No. 2]

The Cliff's Notes version.

As with so many other things; dancing, foreign accents, writing; confidence is key. Awkward silences and uneasy laughter only feel that way when you're unsure of yourself.

Ask questions. Delve deeper into a topic. Open-ended questions are important, 'fat' questions and not 'skinny' questions.

Have some questions or topics beforehand. Obviously conversation is a flow and can't be scripted, nor can it be a laundry list of interview questions. But it's easier to think up something prior to talking than it is in the heat of the moment, when you're both "Well, what do you want to talk about now?"

A lot of stuff I read about mentioned stuff like eye contact, nodding, body language and all that. That all's pretty important, I'm sure, and I make extensive use of it in my conversations. However I run into more difficulty finding things to talk about on the internet and on the phone.

Another suggestion I see across the board is alcohol, which sadly is not an option. Aheh.

Be observant - again, much more difficult on the internet than in real life. Look around the room, find something out of place or interesting and comment on it. Very easy in bookstores. Very hard in an intangible instant messenger window.

Turn off your internal filter - much like writing, sometimes you just have to put something down even if it might sound stupid. If you're talking to a friend it doesn't really matter anyway. Open up, get comfortable, say something stupid once in a while. It's all right.

Additionally: I have discovered the joy that is AskMetafilter. What an awesome resource.

You know, on Friday we're planning on going to Newport and Elyssa and Jessie have both invited tons of their friends, and I'm getting myself completely pumped up for it. Honest, I'm excited.

Also, here's a stock conversation-starter, which reminds me some of something Doug would say...
"If you had to eat one person in this room, which one would it be and how would you cook them?"

~Joy coming out of her shell (if she goes back in, 3 more weeks of winter!)

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Frohe Weihnachten [Dec. 22nd, 2005|06:39 pm]
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Because it's that time of year again, and I love this story...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christmas_truce

Christmas 1914, Belgium.
For once, the most interesting things of the war aren't the weapons, or the strategies, or the battles, or the bodycounts - they're the people. The human beings.

For a short while, man and man come together. Sing together. Give gifts and play games. They share a holiday together.

And then, a day later, a few days later, perhaps a week later - they return to the trenches with their weapons. They return to war. They go back to killing the people they were just becoming friends with.

It's an incredible and perplexing event. Merry Christmas.
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[Aug. 23rd, 2005|04:24 pm]
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[Spirits | energetic]
[Voices |Coheed and Cambria - That one song that I still have because it was the only one I liked and it was on my mp3 player when my harddrive died]

Don't know if this'd be available in your area, Omni, but:
$15/mo DSL

Omni, Faye and I spent last night playing iSketch. With a Pokemon wordlist. Oh man, it was so fun, but I didn't get to bed until past 3. And then, once in bed, I decided that I'd rather just try to stay up for as long as I could, so then I finally ended up falling asleep at 7am and being woken up at noon. Hum.

Going out learning to drive again now! Yay, I think! So long as I don't run into the front of Garden Ridge.
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La Voie... La Vérité... La Vie. [Jul. 24th, 2005|07:59 am]
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Finished.

I now have a killer ache in my right shoulder from lying on my side for almost 6 hours, but mentally at least I feel extremely satisfied. I should really consider looking into those things called chairs. That's what everyone else uses to keep their heads up during long reading periods, I expect.

Aw man. You need to read it. Yes, you. You specifically. V for Vendetta, Alan Moore. Or anything else by Alan Moore really. But right now, V.

No one is awake yet. I'll retreat back into my bed soon and drown as much sunlight from the window as I can, then go to sleep. By the time I wake, everyone might be asleep again.

Of course reading it as I did, there's a chance I'll wake up from my caffeine withdrawal-slumber and not remember half the plot. That's the beauty of owning the book of course - I could go through it any number of times as I wish. But first I'm leaving the book to Dad, because he always follows my comicbook footsteps like that. Kind of strange.

Mm, goodnight.
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Everybody is a hero, a lover, a fool, a villain. Everybody. [Jul. 24th, 2005|02:00 am]
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Aw man
I had to wrench myself away from reading V for Vendetta because I had to have a sniff around to see what the movie will be like. With Hugo Weaving and Natalie Portman, it'd take a monkey on crack to mess this film up!

The story is amazing. It pulls you in just as much as Watchmen, with a similarly intriguing character that despite his faults is likeable anyway, somehow.

Even if you have never touched a comic book in your entire life you should pick this up. Zippy especially, I think you'd like this. It deals with a lot of frightening ideas about fascism and government.

Dad's stolen HBP away from me for the time being, but I'll certainly keep myself satisfied with this. For now, at least. How can I sleep??
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