<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612</id><updated>2011-09-28T13:07:40.513-04:00</updated><category term='world creation'/><category term='gravity'/><category term='writing'/><category term='characters'/><category term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>Lemon S.O.U.R.s</title><subtitle type='html'>Her Random Musings</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03117458725290761393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ox1yqOOPoVI/SnttOOmx5aI/AAAAAAAAAAs/L3meBY1UI10/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-6098113999966688328</id><published>2009-03-23T16:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:41:46.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Thar.</title><content type='html'>Okay. So my blogging habits are probably the most irregular thing under the sun. Well that's okay, because that's what RSS is for, amirite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post contains absolutely nothing and is mainly just to test. Because I've switched to a new Google account. And like, finally switching everything has taken, what, a millennium to do? Oh no wait. It was only THREE WHOLE MONTHS. My bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect another long stretch of silence while I contemplate the benefits of LJ and whether or not it's worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-6098113999966688328?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/6098113999966688328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=6098113999966688328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/6098113999966688328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/6098113999966688328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-thar.html' title='Hey Thar.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03117458725290761393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ox1yqOOPoVI/SnttOOmx5aI/AAAAAAAAAAs/L3meBY1UI10/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-7862776244641685007</id><published>2008-11-06T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:54:00.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesse Jackson, dry your tears.</title><content type='html'>They say that Martin Luther King Jr had the heart of a sixty year old man. At the time of his death, he was only thirty-nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm sure there's a plethora of medical and scientific reasons for this, I can't help but wonder that maybe he was enlightened in a way that the rest of us simply weren't. Perhaps he was even (dare I say it?) divine. Or perhaps, and quite probably, it was simply the weight of all the injustices in the world. Perhaps he aged a little extra every time he witnessed the breeching of civil rights. And by the time he had reached thirty-nine, his soul was simply as tired and jaded as a sixty year old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it simply meant that it was time for him to go. That he would have died some other way if James Earl Ray had never pulled the trigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barack Obama is forty-seven. Does he have the heart of sixty year old man? I hope not; the riots that would ensue is reason enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divine intervention is easy to believe in. Slip into that shell, and you're quite content to leave things be. Perhaps, for some reason, God really did create black people as inferior. Maybe he color-coded his creations. Believe that, and you lose all sense of equality. Personally, I would suggest you see a psychiatrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard they used an invisible glass barrier in front of the podium for Obama's victory speech. As far as I've heard, there've been no attempts on his life. But it would simply stupid to relax the guard now; the moment he won the democratic primaries, he was a target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long after we've alledgedly accepted the concept of racial equality, certain individuals still must take extra caution with their lives because of the color of their skin.But despite all this, we've taken steps forward. Baby steps, to be sure, but they'll build up. For the first time, Americans said "No Thanks" to a traditional old white president in favor of one who is of colored skin and relatively young age. And they did it with 364 votes to 162.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to play the race card but, that just goes to show something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President of the US is the most politically influential figures today. The decision of who takes this position is in the hands of three hundred million people. For years, others have doubted your ability to make that decision. You were called "stupid", "blind". This time around, we breathe a tiny sigh of relief and say, "maybe they can do it right after all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This election, this isn't just about one single country choosing a new head of state. This is about the tolerence of the entire world moving in the right direction. This is about a step forward of equality: not just racial equality, but all kinds of equality. Religious equality, gender equality, social equality, you name it. Maybe one day, in the distant future, the Earth will no longer be populated by a mix of different races or genders or sexualities, but rather, it will be populated by a homogeneous blend of People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an optimist by nature. I believe in my heart of hearts that we can fix the economic crisis, climate change, poverty, cancer, AIDS. But realisitically, this would hardly happen without the cooperation of all the people. United we stand, divided we fall. All these problems we face today, can we really solve them for the sake of tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that yes we can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-7862776244641685007?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/7862776244641685007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=7862776244641685007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/7862776244641685007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/7862776244641685007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2008/11/jesse-jackson-dry-your-tears.html' title='Jesse Jackson, dry your tears.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-4740264729929076178</id><published>2008-11-03T22:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:31:57.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please pin your vote on the donkey this year.</title><content type='html'>I know I'm not actually &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; the US right now, but this nontheless needed to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote Obama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-4740264729929076178?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/4740264729929076178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=4740264729929076178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/4740264729929076178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/4740264729929076178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2008/11/please-pin-your-vote-on-donkey-this.html' title='Please pin your vote on the donkey this year.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-7177818069654564964</id><published>2008-09-05T22:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:32:06.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And the ORLY owls utter their perpetual question.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I just need to announce that my new website is up and running. Whether or not I'll set up a blog there is a matter to be decided on at a later date. For those interested, it's at &lt;a href="http://www.citruspop.net"&gt;www.citruspop.net&lt;/a&gt; and basically serves as a portfolio site, for now. Fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, onward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. First week back from school. I'm tired, and it feels like one in the morning right now, even though it's not. But, the need to complain about stuffy things like politics wins me over, since sleep is impossible on a stuffy night like this. It is hot, and quite clearly climate change has dealt the first of many blows. All summer we've had April-esque weather. And then BAM! school starts and so does summer, apparently. Mo had the right idea when he said that we should just rename March to January and start from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid this wholly innappropriate September heat (Hm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the Heat of September&lt;/span&gt; sounds like it might work as a book title. We shall see.) lies the great Palin debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I liked her at first. Really. When I first heard "Hey did you hear about McCain's VP candidate?" and had her described to me. She's a Jill-of-all-trades, of a sort, since she's been so many careers and never really gotten anywhere with any of them, although she did get close. Always second best, huh? That, for me, is relatable. And yet, with the steady revelation of this-or-that past crime (or even more recent wrongdoings), I find my shallow association with her is nothing more than a poor illusion. I never liked the fact that she was probably chosen for her past glory as a beauty queen, and her lack of a y-chromosome. But, I blamed it on McCain first. And slowly but surely, I am starting to dislike Palin as well. Her values, really, sound like those of a stuffed up old and white guy. Like we really needed another one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, this rant is mostly triggered by her daughter Bristol's pregnancy, and the miniature orgasm the blogosphere experienced immediately afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azcentral.com/news/articles/2008/09/05/20080905sex-ed0905-ON.html"&gt;Here's an article I stumbled upon.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, it's the same old stuff. Teenage pregnancy is being held on trial, with sex ed in the witness box. And what senseless shoutings to people toss at each other? Do they bring something new to the table? No. They take the same old recycled fruitcake from the last discussion and dump it on the table like a rock. Gee, congratulations on learning how to paraphrase. Should I post your pretty crayon drawings on the fridge with alphabet magnets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bothers me the most about the article, I guess, is Leslee Unruh. (Unruh? How the heck do pronounce that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Leslee Unruh, president of the Abstinence Clearinghouse in Sioux Falls, S.D., is convinced telling kids not to have sex makes a difference and that talking about condoms or birth control confuses them.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insert ORLY owl here.&lt;br /&gt;Confuses us? What the hell? How dense do you have to be to get confused by freaking contraceptives? You tell drivers to drive safe and not run into other cars. Do you think telling them about seat belts would confuse them? No. We get what you're trying to say. "Don't do it. But if the hormones take over, then for chrissake don't get pregnant." Maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; were that stupid as a kid, Ms Unruh. Maybe you were confused by the whole thing. But most teens have been working out simple pieces of logic like that since they were in elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that same article, a Mr Bill Albert said that the teenage sex drive is hard to stop. If you only teach the kid "don't do it" over and over again, if times comes that they do actually do it, they don't know to use contraceptives, and get preggers. Way to go, abstinence sex ed. You just did that kid a friggin hell of a lot of good. On the other hand, if you teach kids about all their options, it's their own stupid fault if something happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-7177818069654564964?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/7177818069654564964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=7177818069654564964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/7177818069654564964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/7177818069654564964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-orly-owls-utter-their-perpetual.html' title='And the ORLY owls utter their perpetual question.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-1606319946472306683</id><published>2008-06-24T21:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:58:38.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alliterations.</title><content type='html'>For as long as live, I will be jealous of people with awesome names. Especially if said names match their chosen personas to a tee. Especially if there is absolutely to need or want for a pseudonym because the real name is that much cooler than any possibly conceivable fake name. I hate you guys. See the pretty shade of green that is my envy. But I've come to accept that as just one of the many different ways that life may choose to mess with my head. Variety is the spice of life, eh? Wouldn't want it to stick to just one way of repeatedly screwing me over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there come certain names that push it. They pop out at you from among the thousands of names that brush past your ears and compel you to find out more about the person behind the name. But not only that, they are alliterations. Yeah, that's right. Names that contain a poetry device. Seriously. These are the names that glare at you from the letters you see on your computer screen. It's like their parents were clairvoyant and just knew that their precious little darling would seek a career where they could use that extra boost in the advertising department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would likely bother me less in any other industry. Catchy names are useful, but in most fields, you can easily make it up. In business, only your company's name matters; think of something catchy, and leave those boring losers behind. In law, by the time anyone actually pays attention to your name, it no longer defines your reputation. In music, it's your voice, your skill, your pretty face. But what of the art of the written word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A rose by any other name would still smell as sweet." In a land where words rule supreme and your personality is portrayed only by that series of letters, whoever came up with that saying shot crap out of their lips. When you see a Japanese name listed as the artist of a comic book, without even a glance at the cover art, you go, "omg. Another manga." A typical English name followed by a Chinese surname, "Yet another book about so-and-so's parents and their harsh and daring escape from teh ebil oppressors to the sweet promise of America and freedom." Some boring small town name like Mary Smith, and "it's probably some cheap thriller romance." Names speak volumes in this industry, where it's the second thing people see (or even the first), right under the title. Alliterations are subtle and catchy. They make people remember the name that much easier. They catch the eye. They make for all sorts of cool graphic design tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy writers with alliteration names that scream the genre like the name of their main character, these people need to be shot. Cassandra Clare? Tiffany Trent? Beth Bernobich? Cecil Castellucci? Seriously, are you absolutely positive that your parents have never seen the future? The only way the rest of us can even hope to shake off the unfortunate impression generated by our names and catch up to the unfair head start of you people's reputations is by coming up with some super awesome nom-de-plume. And for all that it's legit and common practice, it feels like cheating, somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-1606319946472306683?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/1606319946472306683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=1606319946472306683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/1606319946472306683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/1606319946472306683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2008/06/alliterations.html' title='Alliterations.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-3273621795051115662</id><published>2008-03-19T19:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:05:47.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Balloons with Razor Blades</title><content type='html'>Seriously? I would like to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about the whole Tibet thing recently, and how it is absolutely media bullshit. How every single stupid college kid and their pimply friends seem to think that somehow, China is violating human rights by attempting to quash the uprising in Tibet. Use a little bit of logic, kids; if there's a violent rebellion going on, you try to stop it before war breaks out, because war is bad. No fucking duh. I know it makes you feel like a big man to take up a picket sign and go marching downtown with seventeen thousand of your friends, but just THINK about it before you fucking assert an opinion you don't even understand. It's not a difficult concept. But in case it is beyond your meager brain capacity, allow me to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country A has a citizen named Bob. Bob one day decides, "Wouldn't it be fun if the geographic area I reside in were it's own country, despite the fact that we are SO protected by Country A?" And so Bob gets some followers and decide to rebel, claiming that Country A has been dominating them for centuries. At first Country A chooses to ignore them, because Violence is bad. But then Bob and his buddies get so out of hand that Country A decides that maybe they should get some punishment. So Bob is kicked out. Bob's followers, however, decided to pounce and blasphemize about how Country A is violating human rights for kicking Bob out, despite this being a very common practice. So now Bob's buddies start a riot, murder, arson, looting, and general acts of crime committed upon those people who weren't of the race who originally resided in that geographic region there. This goes on for a while, and Country A decides that this will not do. So they go send some people up there to keep the order. Well now, Countries B to Z have a field day. All of a sudden, it is such a heinous crime to try and uphold the peace in your country. All of a sudden Tibet becomes a land that has been TAKEN OVER by China. And all of a sudden this becomes such a horribly evil act, because there's no fucking way on EARTH that Britain took over India and Hong Kong, or that France once owned half of Africa, or that the Spanish Conquistadors slaughtered the Aztecs, or that the Japanese killed seventeen million civilians in their attempt to take over China. Fucking hypocrites. I mean seriously, it's not like China controls their every move; they have self government, and that makes them practically their own country. Kinda like Canada before 1982, eh Britain? I don't see YOU eagerly denying that Canada is a part of the commonwealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Bush seems to be of the mind that the US can just tell China off and we'll "show restraint" when dealing with this issue. What are you, the hall monitor of the world or something? Helping Tibet stand up to that Asian Nerd!Bully with the rising economy that counters your falling one? That, now that you can't just outright bully people anymore you can PATRONIZE and pretend to be all goody-two-shoes? Oh man oh man, Georgie, were you that fat little loner kid who alway emos in a corner of the playground or something? I mean, who the fuck gave YOU the right to tell OTHER FUCKING COUNTRIES how to solve their 0wn INTERNAL conflicts?! Because, I'd like to tell them to lay off the pills; it's clouding their judgment. For your fucking information, you narcissistic bastard, in China, you don't have to worry about a traffic cop shooting you dead because you put your drivers license in the inside pocket of your tux. Ever seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crash&lt;/span&gt;? Or was that too scary for you? By the same token, was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brokeback Mountain&lt;/span&gt; too gay for you? Yeah sure, freedom. Who the hell believes you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all over the news now that the Olympic Torch WILL go through Tibet, because whether you white capitalist countries like it or not, Tibet is a part of China, and pretty much has been for longer than Europeans knew about the Americas. So I mean, if Tibet is somehow "someone else's land" all of a sudden, then would about the Amerindians? Shouldn't we all just evacuate this place and GIVE BACK THE LAND? Double standard much, America? Obama seems to think that the US should "speak out for Tibet". How much you wanna bet that statement lost him votes? I know that if I had a vote in the next election, it just flew on over to Hilary. I mean, sure he probably pleased the part of the population that eats whatever crap the media shoves their way, but how much does it REALLY say about your character if the majority of your supporters are brainless sheep? And sweetie, that's not "the lord is my shepherd" sort of sheep. Religious freedom my ass; try saying that AFTER you remove the word "God" from your currency. And thanks a lot for helping me lose my faith in the average American's ability to choose a head of state. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Canada. I live in you, and you'd BETTER care what I think. Some guy named Duntak said that "Chinese authorities are using the games to gain legitimacy for their regime". WTF, guy? Were you drunk or high or stoned? They don't NEED to gain legitimacy for their regime because it's ALREADY legitimate. Since when do we need YOUR approval for how we run OUR country when it's not even like we're killing people left right and center. And you're just insulting yourself by saying that your minds can be won over by some shiny pyrotechnics. Or perhaps you can. Actually, go ahead and say what you will. Boycott the Olympics if you will, but I dare you to boycott every single item that has anything to do with China. All the Chinese inventions. All the Made in China products. What's boycott without going the whole way? Boycott everything. I'd like to see you SURVIVE. Forget paper, parchment's the way to go. And only oppressive tyrants brush their teeth, apparently. And paper money? Nah, use your credit card instead. Only, how do you receive your bill if the postal system was invented in China? You SERIOUSLY need to think before you speak. I thought I was bad, but WOAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just me who think this way. A bunch of minor government figures have been trekking around Tibet for ages. And their assessment is that the Chinese government ISN'T going around killing Dalai Lama supporters. But does the media report this? No. The population's bloodlust must be satiated. And they say WE have propaganda. I think I should give them a mirror for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, "Free Tibet". Sure thing. But it's just not fair for it be one sided. What about, "Free Quebec"? "Free Alberta"? "Free California"? "Free Ireland"? And you know what? While we're at it, why not free fucking Afghanistan too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-3273621795051115662?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/3273621795051115662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=3273621795051115662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/3273621795051115662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/3273621795051115662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2008/03/like-balloons-with-razor-blades.html' title='Like Balloons with Razor Blades'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-4732219778673950607</id><published>2008-01-20T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:17:50.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='characters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Literary Enlightenment.</title><content type='html'>The following has been quoted word-for-word from a post by Rosefae on a forum thread debating world building and character creation. Specifically, which of the two one prefers to do first, and how to compensate if one is far better at doing one than at doing the other. She was a tad off-topic, but it was a discussion, not a question/answer thread, so this essay-sized post qualifies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Your characters and your world should feed off each other. In the real world, the world is shaped by the people who populate it, and what the world is like depends on the perception of the character. For example, to a drug addict on the streets, the world is gritty, cruel, and bleak. To a sheltered four-year-old from a well-off family, the world is a happy cheerful place where the cookie jar is always filled. Make your world suit the needs of your plot and your characters. If your character is a total nerd that would rather die than be parted from his beloved laptop, having a medieval-esque world for him is not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vice versa, your characters should be shaped by your world. A pre-1860 southern plantation, for example, might generate a character who honestly believes that slavery is the righteous way to go and the white race is superior to all other races. This same character would be less plausible in, say, present-day California. You characters should be shaped by the world and reinforce its key characteristics. They should be a critical part of the world, because, especially in a fantasy setting, your audience would see your world through your characters, so the perception of the world and the perception of the characters shape each other. If your character doesn't seem to fit properly into their originating world, s/he's less believable a person and won't seem "real". They'll seem to have been "put" there rather than "born" there. (This is great is for universe-hopping characters, but for everyone else, not so much.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, your characters are part of your world. It's not much of a world if there aren't any people. The optimal way is to build the two elements at the same time and have them influence each other. But if you've already built up one of the two, and you go to build the other, don't flip to a new page and go "okay, character time" and start afresh. If you have a world and culture already shaped up, have your characters be influenced (or counter-influenced) by their culture. Have them be influenced by events that may have happened in that world. Build up a backstory that clicks with the way your world works. If you have your characters already done, build the world around them instead of building it somewhere else and then putting them in. And of course, your plot should also be taken into consideration. But that's another topic for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Oh good god. I could do a thesis on character/world correlations.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in next time (aka in a decade or so) when we debate the ethics of character backstories and Rosefae continues (badly) talking in the third person as though she were an television announcer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Also: My router needs to die, or like, die. Or it could fix itself; that works too. I mean seriously, the only way to upload things is to unplug it and plug the modem directly to the PC. And the cord can't even reach the comp I normally like to use. wtf.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-4732219778673950607?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/4732219778673950607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=4732219778673950607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/4732219778673950607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/4732219778673950607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2008/01/literary-enlightenment.html' title='Literary Enlightenment.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-6466547053302509976</id><published>2007-12-24T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T15:31:21.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays 'o7</title><content type='html'>Happy Holidays, all! And a very merry New Year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last Delphi page of the year (I'm skipping new year's eve) was posted little over 12hrs ago. It was page four, and the next page will be something super awesome... at least in my head. Whether I can pull it off, however, is another story. I will try my best, but no promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also discovered a surprisingly addictive brower game called Travian. (It is also slow, but since it's a village-building game, I don't have to keep an eye on it all the time, which is fine by me.) I also decided to give my village a cool and freaky name instead of sticking with the default, because I am cool like that. Oho! It is called Ville de Rylello, aren't I clever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm done procrastinating now, time to work on my Flash menu for the new site layout. See you peeps soon. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-6466547053302509976?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/6466547053302509976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=6466547053302509976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/6466547053302509976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/6466547053302509976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/12/holidays-o7.html' title='Holidays &apos;o7'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-7791856279501430647</id><published>2007-11-02T22:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:13:58.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallow's Eve and other things.</title><content type='html'>HOLY FRIGGIN' I GOT 100 ON MATH FOR THE TERM!!!!!!! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was awesome. Free candy, free chips, free Fruit-to-go. Enough snacks to last me a while. Free food is always good. Kinda got pissed at those people who go trick-or-treating without a costume. It's rude. Very rude. I mean, if you're going to go around knocking on people's doors and asking for free food, you should at least make an effort to put together a costume and brighten their mood with some nice design. It doesn't have to be awesome. You just have to show that you care about more than just the candy. You stupid meanie 'tards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, we went to the mall after school to hang out. The guys were complaining about not having cards, so Cassie and we went and bought some. We picked out a pack with retardedly cute kitties on the back, just to piss them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that the math teacher doesn't care if I don't pay attention in class. But it's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-7791856279501430647?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/7791856279501430647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=7791856279501430647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/7791856279501430647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/7791856279501430647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/11/hallows-eve-and-other-things.html' title='Hallow&apos;s Eve and other things.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-4577731764341311252</id><published>2007-10-28T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:12:16.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Je suis ici.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, last week we went to la Grande Bibliotheque: me, Jamie, Meli, and Marie. We were talking on the metro, and apparantly Marie checks my blog once in a while when she's bored. So... Hi Marie! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi and me, we're starting a webcomic. One-liners, mostly. It's called Fruit Smoothie. There's nothing there now, but it's still cool. Go check it out, all ye nice people! &lt;a href="http://fruitsmoothie.smackjeeves.com/"&gt;Click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Just to let you guys know I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-4577731764341311252?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/4577731764341311252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=4577731764341311252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/4577731764341311252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/4577731764341311252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/10/je-suis-ici.html' title='Je suis ici.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-6118678674789650915</id><published>2007-09-16T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T14:49:37.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation is Absent</title><content type='html'>So, um, still trying to get back on schedule and everything, and so I visited Holly Black's LJ today. And I saw a post about a month old, about a certain video game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yay, a video game for Spiderwick to be out for Feb next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this means I've gotta add a page to Dark Glamour and pack it fulla content. I don wanna do work! Wah! *fwumps* I gotta get some people to help me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad thing when you're too lazy to even be a proper fan of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srsly, though, life has been giving me a lotta hate lately. I can't find the motivation to work on my book, work on my site, update Dark Glamour, work on Delphi, set up Ace of Arts, or kick E1 out of hiatus. I barely felt like posting my complaints on this thing. Does anyone even read this thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, all I feel like doing lately is eating, sleeping, and doodling on notebooks. It's sad when you can't even go and work on personal projects because all the homework and stuff are eating up your motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this rate, I might have to put DG into hiatus too, but I really don't want to. I owe those books too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so masochistic because it hurts like freaking hell to wallow in self-pity and to kick myself for lack of motivation. It hurts ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cooked up some excuses for myself. They are stupid and make me hate myself even more. I'm not writing anything because my bookie with all the writings is yet to be unpacked. I'm not working on my site because I'm saving it for a computer project. I'm not working on Delphi because SmackJeeves's server hates me and refuses to put links on the same line. I'm not working on Ace of Arts because we're still finalising who's gonna do what. I'm not working on E1 because it's fine in hiatus. I'm not working on DG because nobody goes there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I'm so mentally tired. This is why established authors/artists/webmasters always get things done faster: they have mobs of fans kicking them into gear all the time. I only have me, and all I do is yell at myself to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hate myself for working on too many things at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-6118678674789650915?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/6118678674789650915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=6118678674789650915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/6118678674789650915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/6118678674789650915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/09/motivation-is-absent.html' title='Motivation is Absent'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-3365933194748166626</id><published>2007-09-09T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:31:02.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tablet Love</title><content type='html'>AYE. LURVE. MAI. TABLET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I just went and uploaded onto DeviantART all the stuff I did over the summer. It's a lot of stuff. But anyway, they're all semi-decent. Tower of Delphi got two favs as soon as I uploaded it, which is awesome, cuz that's the first time that's happened. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz... Chyn and Manda and me have decided to start an art auction on Gaia. It's gonna run til just before Christmas break. I'm typing out all the stuff I need to set it up before I actually do it, but yeah. I finished vectoring a logo for it. I really like vectoring. You get such neat crisp lines. It's awesome for shapes and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. School started and stuff. You know how teachers see everything, but sometimes they don't bother mentioning it and pretend to not notice? Well my new math teacher doesn't do that. She'll face the other direction and tell you to stop doing whatever. It's friggin annoying. Who the frig has enough concentration to last 75 hours without tuning out for a bit. And I was planning to work of Delphi during class, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Delphi, I finally finished the pic of Jeanette I'm planning to use as the warning page. Yes, that's right, my comic is gonna be violent enough to merit a warning page. And yet I leave my comics out on the index page. Psh. Seriously, I don't want some little kid to be drawn to my comic cuz of the title (Delphi - Little Children). I've nothing against them, really, but people should read things designed for their own audiences. But yeah. I finally finished that, and I realized that I never decided on whether to spell her name with two N's or one. But I decided on one because that's how I spelt it on the piece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-3365933194748166626?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/3365933194748166626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=3365933194748166626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/3365933194748166626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/3365933194748166626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/09/tablet-love.html' title='Tablet Love'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-2703065955299389486</id><published>2007-09-03T08:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T08:29:16.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Rosefae</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EbH-Q7-DuJE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EbH-Q7-DuJE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah, you'd think I'have something interesting to say after a 2-mo absence, but no. All I have is a stupid video I found on the net that was mildly humorous. So there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things that happened these past two months:&lt;br /&gt;- Went back to China&lt;br /&gt;- Won essay contest and got 2000 RMB&lt;br /&gt;- Got a WACOM tablet&lt;br /&gt;- Visited family&lt;br /&gt;- Shopped&lt;br /&gt;- Rented out flat&lt;br /&gt;- Came back to Can&lt;br /&gt;- School started&lt;br /&gt;- Got sick and threw up&lt;/p&gt;There now. Love me. More on junk later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-2703065955299389486?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/2703065955299389486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=2703065955299389486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/2703065955299389486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/2703065955299389486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/09/return-of-rosefae.html' title='Return of the Rosefae'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-8061094861562894496</id><published>2007-06-26T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T11:36:06.767-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>Gravity 101</title><content type='html'>So I happened to stumble upon &lt;a href="http://www.bringyou.to/apologetics/p67.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; stupid thing. It is highly stupid for several reasons. Yes, gravity is a theory, but so are many other things. Just because it's too complicated to prove doesn't mean its not true. Hell, evolution is a theory, but that doesn't change the fact that you're related to an ape. So what if gravity and evolution are just theories; they're widely accepted enough to be considered fact. And so what if they turn out to be wrong; the entire learning process is about making mistakes and correcting them. You tard. Other than trial and error, the only other way of learning is being taught, and is your almighty Creator about to share his almighty bluepring anytime soon? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and you failed to capitalize several nouns that should've been capitalized. Like "Earth".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several other reasons why I don't like this article are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your page layout is ugly. It looks like the kind of thing I did when I was eight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's a link to your Wikipedia article. That's like saying "Ooh, I have Wikipedia article and you don't. I am so awsomer than you."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's on a catholic website.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay, admittedly it probably wasn't you who made the site/page, but eh. You still made numerous references to God and expected it to be a solid argument on the sheer basis that you're catering to the tastes of religious zealots.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now I will finely dissect your argument against gravity and feed the pieces to my kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;First of all, no one has measured gravity for every atom and every star. It is simply a religious belief that it is “universal.” Secondly, school textbooks routinely make false statements. For example, “the moon goes around the earth.” If the theory of gravity were true, it would show that the sun's gravitational force on the moon is much stronger than the earth's gravitational force on the moon, so the moon would go around the sun. Anybody can look up at night and see the obvious gaps in gravity theory.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tardednesss. And I will tell you why. You see, the lovely tard who wrote this article failed to note that the moon itself has gravity. Because it's closer to the Earth than to the sun, it's gravitational pull on Earth is stronger than its pull on the sun. Thus it is the gravity of Earth and moon COMBINED that keeps the moon orbiting around the earth. Does Mercury or Venus have a moon? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The existence of tides is often taken as a proof of gravity, but this is logically flawed. Because if the moon's “gravity” were responsible for a bulge underneath it, then how can anyone explain a high tide on the opposite side of the earth at the same time? Anyone can observe that there are 2 -- not 1 -- high tides every day. It is far more likely that tides were given us by an Intelligent Creator long ago and they have been with us ever since. In any case, two high tides falsifies gravity. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, tardedness. A quick search and/or a bit of logic will quickly tell you that noon tides are caused by the sun. And what's all that about a Creator? Did tides just happen because he said to the oceans, "I bid thee to do so"? Doesn't he need some sort of mechanism to make tides if he really feels like it so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There are numerous other flaws. For example, astronomers, who seem to have&lt;br /&gt;a fetish for gravity, tell us that the moon rotates on its axis but at the same&lt;br /&gt;time it always presents the same face to the earth. This is patently&lt;br /&gt;absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no it's not. If it didn't rotate, it would be showing DIFFERENT sides to the Earth. It just so happens that the time it takes to rotate a full circle is the same as the time it takes to revolve a full circle. And what does this have to do with gravity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Moreover, if gravity were working on the early earth, then earth would have been bombarded out of existence by falling asteroids, meteors, comets, and other space junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two words: Atmospheric burn. I could've told you when I was eight that space junk get burned into oblivion because of friction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Furthermore, gravity theory suggests that the planets have been moving in orderly orbits for millions and millions of years, which wholly contradicts the Second Law of Thermodynamics. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's ignore the second part of that sentence for a moment and think: Gravity only explains the mechanics of orbiting as it is now. In no way does it say that the orbits are orderly, or that they've always been the way they are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In fact, it is known that the flux of photons from the sun and the “solar wind” actually tends to push earth away. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;... which gravity lovingly counters. It's like tying a doggie to a tree. Pull as he might, the dog can only run in a circle around the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There are numerous alternative theories that should be taught on an equal basis. For example, the observed behavior of the earth revolving around the sun can be perfectly explained if the sun has a net positive charge and the planets have a net negative charge, since opposite charges attract and the force is an inverse-square law, exactly as the increasingly discredited Theory of Gravity. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, okay. So I guess that all objects on this planet has to be positively charged to stay down. So I guess negative things would float. I haven't seen any free floating objects lately, have you? (And no, it's not that everything here is positive. If I have two magnets that stick together, one of them is negative. End.) What a paradoxic argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The US Patent Office has never issued a patent for anti-gravity. ... We know there are anti-evolutionists, so why not anti-gravitationalists?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;They've never issued a patent for gravity either. And aren't YOU an anti-gravitationalist, ye tard who penned this article?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Even Isaac Newton, said to be the discoverer of gravity, knew there were problems with the theory. He claims to have invented the idea early in his life, but he knew that no mathematician of his day would approve his theory, so he invented a whole new branch of mathematics, called fluxions, just to “prove” his theory. This became calculus, a deeply flawed branch having to do with so-called “infinitesimals” which have never been observed. Then when Einstein invented a new theory of gravity, he, too, used an obscure bit of mathematics called tensors. It seems that every time there is a theory of gravity, it is mixed up with “fringe” mathematics. Newton, by the way, was far from a secular scientist, and the bulk of his writings is actually on theology and Christianity. His dabbling in gravity, alchemy, and calculus was a mere sideline, perhaps an aberration best left forgotten in describing his career and faith in a Creator.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to completely ignore this paragraph. It is obviously the inane ramblings of a sick mind. Everyone knows that stuff have to be invented before it's used. I'll bet someone said that about multiplication: "But how do you KNOW that five rows of tens will be fifty? You just made that up just so you can count faster."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is not a theory suitable for children. And even children can see how ridiculous it is to imagine that people in Australia are upside down with respect to us, as gravity theory would have it. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, ridiculous. As ridiculous as fetal nasal plugs. Yet true, as any of those laughing children will tell you. And besides, it's not gravity that's telling you Aussies are upside down; it's the roundness of the Earth. (Which is undisputed fact, btw.) Perhaps you wish to be one of those churchy people who branded Galileo as a heretic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Gravity totally fails to explain why Saturn has rings and Jupiter does not.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jupiter DOES have rings. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In fact, what it does “explain” is far out-weighed by what it does not explain.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What YOU explain far out-weighs what you don't explain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When the planet Pluto was discovered in 1930 by Clyde Tombaugh, he relied on “gravitational calculations.” But Tombaugh was a Unitarian, a liberal religious group that supports the Theory of Gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your point; he found the (dwarf) planet, didn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;14.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is safe to say that without the Theory of Gravity, there would be no talk about a “Big Bang,” and important limitations in such sports as basketball would be lifted. This would greatly benefit the games and enhance revenue as is proper in a faith-based, free-enterprise society.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I thought we invented democracy to kill off a faith-based society. We tried it out and it didn't work, remember? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The theory of gravity violates common sense in many ways. Adherents have a hard&lt;br /&gt;time explaining, for instance, why airplanes do not fall.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll explain why airplanes don't fall: air pressure. The curvature on the top of a plane's wings force the air above to move faster than the air below. And the faster air moves, the less pressure it has. And so, if the difference in pressure between the two air masses is great enough, the plane flies. Gosh, I knew that when I was nine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is not even clear why we need a theory of gravity -- there is not a single mention in the Bible, and the patriotic founding fathers never referred to it. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not even clear why we need a brain -- there is not a single mention in the Bible, and the patriotic founding fathers never referred to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Finally, the mere name “Universal Theory of Gravity” or “Theory of Universal Gravity” (the secularists like to use confusing language) has a distinctly socialist ring to it. The core idea of “to each according to his weight, from each according to his mass” is communist. There is no reason that gravity should apply to the just and the unjust equally, and the saved should have relief from such “universalism.” If we have Universal Gravity now, then Universal health care will be sure to follow. It is this kind of Universalism that saps a nation's moral fiber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How the hell someone expects to make a convincing argument by tying science with moral fiber...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If taught in the public schools, by mis-directed “educators,” it has to be balanced with alternative, more attractive theories with genuine gravamen and spiritual gravitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spiritual gravitas? Hey, I thought we banned that from public schools!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I now I shall end with an image ripped from the webpage it self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wflyHuwcuPQ/RoEwNqQK_cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XULGxHDzLf0/s1600-h/einsteinlol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080394865889181122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wflyHuwcuPQ/RoEwNqQK_cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XULGxHDzLf0/s320/einsteinlol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-8061094861562894496?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/8061094861562894496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=8061094861562894496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/8061094861562894496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/8061094861562894496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/06/gravity-101.html' title='Gravity 101'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wflyHuwcuPQ/RoEwNqQK_cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XULGxHDzLf0/s72-c/einsteinlol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-6180244174626163026</id><published>2007-06-02T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T15:45:08.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3x5=?</title><content type='html'>Birthday was yesterday. I am now 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was also the day we chose for the suprise party for Ms Zaphiratos. We pulled it off rather nicely, I think. Everything went well. As part of the setup, Tiff got the office people to call her down for an important phone call, which they then said they lost. As soon as she was gone, we put everything up, and stood and waited. When she walked in, we all yelled "Surprise!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'm gonna go work on that new layout for my site. It's purdy, with lots of pictures. I'm trying to figure out imgmap and stuff. I'm getting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Me is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-6180244174626163026?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/6180244174626163026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=6180244174626163026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/6180244174626163026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/6180244174626163026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/06/3x5.html' title='3x5=?'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-6047687083269576144</id><published>2007-04-17T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:56:21.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I know what tends to get me pissed.</title><content type='html'>Wtf. I mean, Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virginia Tech shooting. If you haven't heard about it yet, you suck big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rant is not going to be about "Omg why don't they help loner kids out", because sometimes things that are glaringly obvious afterwards simply aren't visible beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor is this rant about "Omg police suck big time they should've evacuated everybody." Because again, somethings can't be forseen, and I'll be willing to bet that they are now regretting their choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. What I have beef with is all the people who were like "Omg chinese ppl killed kids." Because no, fuckit, we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are big medias that are accusing Chinese of being the gunman. And all just because somebody said the gunman is east asian. We're flattered that your meager geography knowledge states that china is so big that it IS east asia, but other countries are there too. I mean, where the hell did you get that he got a student visa in Shanghai???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, people, Chinese kids on student visa can't get guns. And they can't afford illegal weaponry either. GET THAT INTO YOUR DAMN HEADS BEFORE SAYING SOMETHING ELSE RETARDED THAT SHOWS OFF YOUR DAMN IGNORANCE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now repeat after me: "Firearms are illegal in China, therefore no chinese civilian would have an executioner's aim, because they wouldn't have been able to aquire shooting skills." Got it? Good. Because of all the countries you could've blamed, you were retarded enough to blame the most improbable one, and pitch in a near impossible scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously, just because he's asian and killing people, he has to be chinese? Hey what about Japanese, they're the country that makes violent video games, because video games are apparantly the root of all violence, according to egotistical morons who have no idea what they're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the FBI believed those racist bitches and called up some government officials in China. I mean really now, WTF???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookit, another case of people jumping to conclusions. "Hm, I think I spot a pattern with what gets you pissed, Rosefae." No freaking duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a general rule, when a chinese person is pissed at the world, they jump off a building. At most, they stab whoever is the cause of their misery. But never any let's-go-kill-random-strangers-on-the-streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid prejudiced Chicago Sun lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-6047687083269576144?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/6047687083269576144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=6047687083269576144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/6047687083269576144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/6047687083269576144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-think-i-know-what-tends-to-get-me.html' title='I think I know what tends to get me pissed.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-2260867018189699418</id><published>2007-04-09T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T14:39:48.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>April Snow brings Frozen Sparrows</title><content type='html'>I will rant a bit today, because I can, and so I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it's snowing. In April. In a humid continental climate. WHEN WILL THIS EVIL WINTER END?????!!!!!! I mean, every time it seems like it's spring, it bloody snows. IT'S EASTER, NOT CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll blame global warming. There was something in "An Inconvienient Truth" about how polar meltwater effects the ocean currents which in turn effect the weather patterns and could launch Earth into a new ice age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean honestly people, are you just so damn lazy that you can't even be bothered to implement the more advanced technologies that we already damn have?! I mean, it's not a matter of "Oh we'd have to spend a decade and a trillion dollars on research alone", we already have the bloody technology to fix up this mess, and all we need to do now is USE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason people cared so much about the ozone layer was because of "Ohemgee, no ozone =  UV rays = CANCERZ!!!!" and people are just so damn self-centered that they're like, "We'll if it causes cancer and could die from it, I guess I'd better care" whereas with global warming it's like "Well I don't really care if I blow up the planet cuz like I'll be dead anyways, and even if my kids end up dying, I won't really know anyways, so it's fine." NO IT'S NOT FINE!!! What, d'you want your kids to all burn to death and die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if we can't even be bothered to use more enviroment-friendly cars that have ALREADY BEEN INVENTED, then it really means that we don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us on the planet are mature enough to clean up our own damn messes, I think. We're not toddlers who need their mommies to pick up after them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-2260867018189699418?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/2260867018189699418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=2260867018189699418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/2260867018189699418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/2260867018189699418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-snow-brings-frozen-sparrows.html' title='April Snow brings Frozen Sparrows'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-4883867473684941600</id><published>2007-03-26T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T11:53:37.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to Do.</title><content type='html'>Things I should be working on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kabo's b-day art.&lt;br /&gt;- Amanda's b-day art.&lt;br /&gt;- Speech for English class.&lt;br /&gt;- Literary essay.&lt;br /&gt;- Delphi (upcoming webcomic; w/ actual art!)&lt;br /&gt;- Dark Glamour, last two dead links. (Spiderwick and Tours)&lt;br /&gt;- Content for E1.&lt;br /&gt;- Updating site (&lt;a href="http://www.rosefae.co.nr"&gt;www.rosefae.co.nr&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- Noni fanart (&lt;a href="http://perfecttoy.smackjeeves.com"&gt;http://perfecttoy.smackjeeves.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- Pics! Lots of pics to photoshop!&lt;br /&gt;- Sewing the little pouch thing for my art project.&lt;br /&gt;- Paying attention to the election.&lt;br /&gt;- Photoshopping pic for 'Manda.&lt;br /&gt;- Trying to figure out why the hell DG isn't working on my comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I think I will go work now... Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-4883867473684941600?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/4883867473684941600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=4883867473684941600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/4883867473684941600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/4883867473684941600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/03/things-i-should-be-working-on-kabos-b.html' title='Things to Do.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-8683090455311134487</id><published>2007-03-06T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T11:13:07.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Glamour</title><content type='html'>What comes of working on a Holly Black fansite:&lt;br /&gt;- A certainty that you've spelled 'spider' wrong from staring at the word 'spiderwick' too hard.&lt;br /&gt;- Fretting about pagestretch as you type out 'Holly Black Official Site' and trying to shorten it without making it look fugly, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;- 'Spiderwick Chronicles Official Site' being shortened to 'Spiderwick Site' due to it being too long.&lt;br /&gt;- Realizing 'Holly Black's Livejournal' is also too long.&lt;br /&gt;- Realizing that I've no idea what version of CSS I'm using.&lt;br /&gt;- Getting sidetracked looking stuff up.&lt;br /&gt;- IE7 breaking on me because I accidentally clicked on the link to Holly's livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;- Going to my AF site to get a piece of code, and realizing I haven't updated since January, and feeling like a negligent webmaster.&lt;br /&gt;- Waiting an hour for a verification email, and eventually realizing it's never going to come.&lt;br /&gt;- Staring too long at logo's flaws, eventually feeling like a bad photomanipulator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Not good for sanity or self-esteem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-8683090455311134487?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/8683090455311134487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=8683090455311134487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/8683090455311134487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/8683090455311134487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/03/dark-glamour.html' title='Dark Glamour'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-7871996706684403212</id><published>2007-02-17T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:12:11.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOYA!</title><content type='html'>So thursday, friday, and today were taken up by the robotics competition. CRC Archmedia 2007. And guess what? Our robot won 1st place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLS YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR ROBOT IS SO OWNAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy luvs ya, Optimus Prime (Name of bot, because our theme this year was transformers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR ROBOT IS SERIOUS PWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! W00T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and it's chinese new year's. So happy that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-7871996706684403212?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/7871996706684403212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=7871996706684403212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/7871996706684403212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/7871996706684403212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/02/booya.html' title='BOOYA!'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-3359399455156579381</id><published>2007-01-28T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T12:16:32.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glarg.</title><content type='html'>EVIL!!!! THE STUPID BROWSER PROGRAMMERS ARE EVIL!!!! WHY DO THEY HAVE TO MAKE FF READ ATTRIBUTES DIFFERENTLY FROM IE????!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniffles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, this is the problem: In IE, borders are included in the width. In FF, they are not. So if I have a 10px wide border around an 100px wide div, the actual area in FF would be 100px wide, while in IE they would be 80px wide. Normally, that doesn't make too much of a difference. But when the extra width covers stuff in another div, it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE! HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid browsers. Why can't they just all agree on the same way of reading a code? Are they just trying to make life difficult for us poor programmers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sobs incosolably*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are other things. Some of them can be worked around. For instance, FF displays the text significantly smaller than IE (when IE has text-size "medium" and FF has "normal"). This is annoying. Not significantly, but still annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that they display properly together are graphics. Which is probably why most sites these days rely completely on those for every single effect that's not too common. And it sucks, because then they take forever to load. I'm not one of those graphic-intense people, because I don't want it to take 5 minutes to load each page. Unless you have original content that people are just DYING to see, then they'll probably just go away. Graphic intenseness, in my opinion, is almost just as bad as having music that autostarts, autoloops, and has no off button. It's one of the deadly sins of webprogramming. And I will stab someone in my frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, IE and FF should get together and FREAKING REACH AN AGREEMENT!!!!! It'll be like, FREEDOM FROM SLAVING AWAY FOR NO GOOD REASON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, HOW FRIGGIN HARD CAN IT BE TO DECIDE WHETHER OR NOT A BORDER SHOULD TAKE UP DIV SPACE AND REACH AN UNANIMOUS AGREEMENT???? IT'S LIKE STUPIDITY AT ITS STUPIDEST. I'M OVER HERE WRINGING MY BRAIN OUT OVER SOMETHING AS RETARDED AS A FRIGGIN DAMN BORDER!!!!!!!!! AND ITS RETARDATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-3359399455156579381?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/3359399455156579381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=3359399455156579381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/3359399455156579381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/3359399455156579381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/01/glarg.html' title='Glarg.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-2955268210779827085</id><published>2007-01-23T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:08:45.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look, it's a post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wflyHuwcuPQ/RbbMLCppKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zo7rt4Ot8Pc/s1600-h/suxxorpunchd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023426924440529682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wflyHuwcuPQ/RbbMLCppKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zo7rt4Ot8Pc/s320/suxxorpunchd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost did this. Almost. But then they left before I even finished slamming my book down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Nyway, I like the first panel a lot. And I love their expressions in the bottom left one. But my hair from the back looks weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was gonna upload this as a pencil sketch, but the spiral messed up the scan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when people with the abnormal ability to draw good go and say stuff that make the rest of us feel bad. Especially when it has continuity, like a comic. Like: "Oh I really like how I did this character, but I think the face could be fixed." Now anyone who has ever tried to draw a unique and disguishable face will no how hard it is. Frankly, I don't really care how my character's face is as long as it's recognizable as a face at all. Really now. But still, they fill me with so much awe that I can't be mad at them. 'Cuz you people rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So our schools robot is doing okay. They finished the wheel mechanism last night. They were driving it around at lunch, partly just to show off. It's like, "Yeah, we're so cool cuz we have a robot that moves, even though that's all it does, and that it has no arms, and the competition is in less than four weeks and JFK's already finished theirs." C'MON, PEOPLE!!! A TOY CAR DOES AS MUCH, AND IT'S PRETTIER!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... We are so screwed'd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hey, at least we get to miss school for the competition. JOY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have no idea where the kiosk went. I mean, it's a huge thing the size of a car garage. There's not very many places it could go. In fact, how did they move it at all? And how will they get it to the competition?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, choir is starting up again, so happiness for that. I think I'll just like run out of the building over to junior side just to look at the little kiddies and laugh. First session next monday. I get to miss 5 min before and after lunch. Huzzah. Yay for laughing at little kiddies. Who will, if I'm fast enough, be in class and doing work. And a bunch of older peeps will walk in and they'll be like "Woah! Senior campus kids! Wow!" Actually, I wanna read some sample writing. To see if there's another retardedly talented kid like Tiff. I mean seriously, in grade7 she was writing at pretty much the same level of sophistication that I am now. Which is saying something because, not to be full of myself or anything, I know my writing is one of the best in the grade level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... 97% Math Exam. A little lower than expected, admittedly, but still pretty awesome. (I have no doubt in my mind that the 3% lost was due to idiot mistakes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blogger keeps telling me that my internet connection died. Because it did. Again. Because Sympatico is not so hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My marks in my sketchbook aren't so good. 7's, 8's 7.5's, 8.5's. Amanda got all tens. I ph34r her. I still haven't managed to get her to do a webcomic. This means that I haven't been bothering her enough. Maybe I should break into her locker and but a giant pop-up thing saying "Amanda! Webcomic!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to fix the layout for this blog sometimes. The banner's cut off. I also have to fix E1's layout. I also have to fix portfolio site's layout. I also have to make a layout for Wry. I also have to make a layout for my dad's site... GLARGH!!!! And AFC's new layout is making me feel so incompetent, the way Fangathering already is. And I think Fangathering is actually a bit younger than E1... *sob* I'm a failure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will now go punch FF in the face for messing up my IE-perfect E1 layout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-2955268210779827085?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/2955268210779827085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=2955268210779827085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/2955268210779827085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/2955268210779827085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/01/look-its-post.html' title='Look, it&apos;s a post!'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wflyHuwcuPQ/RbbMLCppKxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zo7rt4Ot8Pc/s72-c/suxxorpunchd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-3944146299425767938</id><published>2007-01-05T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T18:58:53.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Blogger, go play WoW. I don't mind.</title><content type='html'>I switched to new Blogger. Huzzah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and happy 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wry.thewebcomic.com"&gt;Wry Expressions&lt;/a&gt;, my webcomic, now has a new layout. I did not make it, because I am lazy, but I did modify it to suit my tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added two plot elements to my storyline. Not twists, because they're based off existing twists that I hadn't really used to the full extent before. But now, no more ebil things seem to serve no purpose to the story. Now I just have to decide when exactly those events occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I changed my mind about the titles. Again. I don't like Sentient Dust anymore because I can't decide on a good place to have Ary say the line. And even if I did, it's still a title based off a line that nobody's gonna remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also changed the name of Ary's cat. And I switched around the order of events in ch 3. Becuase it doesn't make sense that Ben would wait five hours to call Ary. I mean, he cracks into top security databases like nothing, so how hard would it be to pull Ary out of class? I think I'll dedicate today to typing up stuff. I have about 6.7k words typed up, and that's only about half of what I have written down. (This'll take a while. d'oh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Yeah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sabotaged Moody's post on &lt;a href="http://chat.yfbb.com"&gt;Chat&lt;/a&gt; yesterday. So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagels go with cream cheese. I don't care what Coco says. Cream cheese all the way. Why? Because butter goes with dinner rolls and pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracle Whip goes with everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-3944146299425767938?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/3944146299425767938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=3944146299425767938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/3944146299425767938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/3944146299425767938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2007/01/old-blogger-go-play-wow-i-dont-mind.html' title='Old Blogger, go play WoW. I don&apos;t mind.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-116710362507201615</id><published>2006-12-25T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:27:05.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/619/2932/1600/720564/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/619/2932/320/168621/xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidayzies! Or rather, Happy Nondenominational Gift Giving Day (as par Fi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been at my uncle's in Ottawa the past two days, but am now back. Yay. On the 23rd, I used Flash8 to make a really cheap and bad Flash animation which I sent to people. Yay for cheapness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No really. I was gonna make a video. But is it my freaking fault that there's no snow to record for clips to make a video with???!!! Meh. I'll do it next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the new Blogger's outta Beta. I haven't switched yet. Might in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. The drawing on left was done in black ball-point pen on lined notebook paper, and scanned as B&amp;amp;W so I didn't have to Photoshop out the blue lines. But I Photoshoped it anyway to add the color. And the color looks bad, cuz I used Transparancy Sth% so I could actually see the original lines. But hey. I was experimenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The santa hat looks A-Some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one of those flower/bow things they stick on presents in my hair. Because I have no santa hat in real life. I've been drawing the glances of passerby since saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a cupcake. My mom baked a bunch, but we left them all in Ottawa. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new E1 still has no Meta tags. I must go add them. It also still has weirded scrollbar issues on FF. Which leads me into the age old rant by IE users that FF messes up layouts, and FF users ranting that IE messes up layouts... THEY BOTH MESS LAYOUTS, OKAY DIMWITS????!!!!!! But that is for another time. For now, I will ignore the fact that E1's scrollbars don't exist in FF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lookie! Amanda drew an anime version of the gang! Yay! I should (try to) color it on Photoshop now. YAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an idea! Why don't I start a Holly Black fansite and add it to my already-muchly list of things to keep track of and update? I'm in my project-start mood! Yay!!!! (btw, I have no project-finish or project-maintain mood.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm just typing about anything. Yay! Anything-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*is really really hyper now.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D. &lt;-- This is an idiot smile. That dot there is DROOOOOOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-116710362507201615?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/116710362507201615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=116710362507201615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116710362507201615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116710362507201615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-116681878401642763</id><published>2006-12-22T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T15:19:44.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deck the halls with lots of candy...</title><content type='html'>Deck the halls with lots of candy&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la&lt;br /&gt;'Tis the season to drink brandy&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la&lt;br /&gt;Don we now our santa hats now&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la, la la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything rhyming&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la, la- la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really people, don't drink and drive. Or drink and be on a bus, for that matter. Because Tiff recounted in homeroom this morning, that before going to work last night (scorekeeping hockey, I think), she drank something on the bus, and the bus jerked, and she ended up spilling it all over her polo. So because she smelt like mango, she had to wash it off in the bathroom. And then she was wearing a wet shirt in an ice rink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS THE BEST SCHOOL DAY EVAR!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I shall recount it for you.&lt;br /&gt;- Morning: Got candy cane from Taline, chocolate from Jennifer.&lt;br /&gt;- Homeroom: Gave chocolates to Ms Mavros.&lt;br /&gt;- English: Forgot chocolates in locker, ran back to get, gave to Ms Zaphiratos. Finished rough copy of essay. Played with Ms Eskine's doggy. Began writing final copy.&lt;br /&gt;- Gym: Skipped most of it to finish English essay. Finger was in pain. When done, gave chocolates + note to Ms King. Talked with Taline, Chyntia, Danvi.&lt;br /&gt;- Recess: Got candy cane from Hajjera. Forgot to ask for email addresses for the umpteenth time.&lt;br /&gt;- Geography: Gave chocolates to Mr Saad. Nobody was in class. Played on computer. Learned that Holly Black was in Mtl a while back to see Spiderwick sets. Concluded that it must be filmed here. Was happy. Watched boys kick around a paper ball. Ate candy cane.&lt;br /&gt;- Lunch: Tried to find Chyntia/Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;- French: She'd told us to skip it a few classes ago. So I left during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;- After leaving: Went to Junior Campus. Gave present to Ms Ewing. Went upstairs. Asked if Ms Cameron was in her room. Went to check. Went to staffroom to check. Bumped into Humara, who said that she was in the computer room. Went to computer room. Gave Ms Cameron present. Felt awkward among all the little people. Left. Walked home. Remembered to put on hood, but forgot to put on gloves. Learned that the fur on the hood greatly limits vision. Finished candy cane.&lt;br /&gt;- Home: Was hyper. Went on computer. Went on Neo. Did dailies. Won np, scepter, codestone from Geraptiku. Won 10k np and radioactive muffin from fruit machine. Put earnings in bank/SDB. Now has 97np/day interest. Checked email. Talked to Chyntia on MSN. Drew candy cane w/ green ribbon on Macromedia Flash. Changed display pic to said candy cane. Went on Blogger. Typed all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized I haven't had lunch yet. I'll eat some stuff after I finish my hot chocolate, which will be in a while because it's burning my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm seriously hyper from the candy cane. And I owe it all to the holiday season. Yay! See, holidays (X-mas is not politically correct) can be great even without snow. (Yes, no snow here. Zomg.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR NEXT YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-116681878401642763?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/116681878401642763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=116681878401642763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116681878401642763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116681878401642763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/12/deck-halls-with-lots-of-candy.html' title='Deck the halls with lots of candy...'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-116640903959110665</id><published>2006-12-17T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:33:33.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, People of the Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/619/2932/1600/321103/personoftheyear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/619/2932/320/personoftheyear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't usually post two things in one day, but this is just TOO RETARDED to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has selected a person of the year. Who is it? Kim Jong II for threatening to blow up the world? Bush and his gang for continuing to not recall the troops? Of even Zhang Ziyi for making her way into Hollywood blockbusters with little to no English? No, none of the above. The Person of the Year is someone we all know very well: You. That is, the fine print says that this only applies if you've contributed something to the internet. But that's every one of us, right? Hey of course it is. And even if it isn't, give yourself a pat on the back anyway, because the people at Times Magazine love you all, even if you're mentally retarded and has no idea what the internet even is. That's okay, because you've probably unconciously submitted stuff to the internet anyway, as in a person in your household may have posted a webcam picture with you in the background, or you may have influenced some grand research in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how friggin obvious it is that it's all like a fancy publicity stunt, sucking up the readers and the population in general to get them to buy or subscribe to a magazine that has long exceeded its natural lifespan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, you're just doing this because you're too scared to offend those political figures who have power over you just because they're political figures. After all, if they're so self-centered that they think they deserve Person of the Year more than any of the other 6.5 billion people in the world, then surely they all get mad at you for not recognizing you for it? I mean, if you're so dim as to not realize they deserve this recognition, what point does your magazine have anymore? But hey, you can't offend anybody if you honor EVERYBODY, now can you? Unless of course you offend everybody because they're all upset that you thought they wouldn't see right through your little trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and look. It's a YouTube video player. Isn't that a little biased towards YouTube? I mean, the world wide web is not amock with little emo depressed junkie lonely kids with hormone running all over the place and nothing better to do than confess their sorrows and their eternal love for so-and-so to their webcam and put it up for all to see online. I contribute to the Internet, I enjoy editing video, but lo! I never go on YouTube unless someone has something to show me. AND HELL FREEZES OVER! Cuz that's obviously what Times thinks. They don't appreciate the common Internet user at all. No, they're mocking us. We're obviously all using the magic of webcams and windows movie maker to make professionalish videos for our MySpace pages and our LavaLife profiles and to fill the empty gap that is our social life, because why the friggin else would we be on the Internet obsesively anyway? Unless of course, we're not actually on the internet obsessively. Unless it's just an illusion because we are so much more efficient at getting things done than you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to Times Magazine naming "You" as Person of the Year. I'm not the only one who looks at it negatively. In fact, I find it hard to imagine how anyone can look at it positively. Like what people said on the Boston.com boards. They asked what people thought about being Person of the Year, whether they thought they deserved it, so and so forth. One person was quite frank. "I did [deserve it]. Thanks." Someone else wrote: "Send the check ASAP. Thanks." Yet another person skipped the sarcasm and wrote: "If I had a subscription to Time, I would cancel it immediately. Pathetic choice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the gem of the batch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am grateful for this award. Thank you, Time! I would also like to thank the Bush Administration, who threw our country into the quagmire of a civil war, gave our soldiers precious little to work with, and fanned the flames of the type of extremism they were merely pretending to put out (among other grave missteps) and prompted millions of us to get online, make a stand and say, "Enough is enough! Bring our troops home and restore trust and accountability to our federal gov't!" Yes, it looks like 2007 is going to be a better year. And also thanks to my internet service provider for being a good sport and making it easy for me to carry out my patriotic duty to preserve the First Amendment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really kinda sad, when you think about it. And the irony is that, all of these satirical and sarcastic comments reflect Time's excuse for choosing "You" in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-116640903959110665?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/116640903959110665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=116640903959110665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116640903959110665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116640903959110665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/12/hi-people-of-year.html' title='Hi, People of the Year!'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-116637802853435111</id><published>2006-12-17T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T12:53:48.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like a retarded pothole.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So. I'm in a bit of a rut right now. An emotional rut, a physical rut, an academic rut, a creative rut. And since I can't get myself motivated enough to get out of the rut, I suppose a motivational rut as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's like a retarded cycle, that just gets worse and worse all the time. I have a writer's block. Thus, I get a bad mark on an assignment. Because of that, I cry, be depressed, bla bla bla. So I work like an insomniac to improve my mark. The sleep deprivation is not good for my body and I feel like crap. My head hurts, and so, I'm back in my creative rut. And before any of this completely fixes itself, the cycle starts again. So it builds up. And I can feel my sanity starting to give in. Seriously. And of course, feeling absolutely DEAD in all these aspects does not help to motivate me. So I will make a list of things to do. Just to kick myself further into the mudpuddle. Becuase I feel like it, okay dammit?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- French oral (script, memorize, costume/props, reherse): Monday.&lt;br /&gt;- Phys Ed pyramid routine: after break.&lt;br /&gt;- MSI articles and response x20: Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;- ITT technical drawing: sometime next week&lt;br /&gt;- Art drawings: after break&lt;br /&gt;- Bio test corrections: Monday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whelp, I THINK that's it. Then there's the non-school stuff, but that's more or less my own idiotic fault. Plus there's studying for January exams. Yeah. Life is sure as frick great.&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts. Pardon me while I bang it against a wall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-116637802853435111?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/116637802853435111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=116637802853435111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116637802853435111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116637802853435111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-like-retarded-pothole.html' title='It&apos;s like a retarded pothole.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-116485416676814903</id><published>2006-11-29T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T21:36:06.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse that little green book</title><content type='html'>Guess what I get to do? Copy two verbes out of the Bescherelle, all tenses. Yeah, two doesn't seem like much, but consider the fact that every single verb in there takes up a whole page in eeny-weeny font size. Life sucks right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy work like that outta be illegal. Especially when it's "punishment" for something we never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened was this. Some kids acted up in French class and got the teacher all pissed, the way she always is every class. So she goes: "Ok, class. Because two people out of thirty were being bad, I'm going to assign pointless extra work to the other twenty-eight that never did anything as well as the two that did. Yay. And it's perfectly fair because you children were bad so I'm punishinig you. You ought to thank me because I'm helping drill behavorial manners into your thick skulls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like it's the first time this has happened. It's just the first time that it's this measure of pointlessness. Before it would be extra pages in our workbook, extra vocab words, or staying in after class. But pages of conjugation? Why not! This way she doesn't have to correct anything extra. Just look over it and say "great!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I've pages to copy. Excuse me for two hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did I mention I already had French homework? Namely, eight pages in the Ricochet, plus correct two dictees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think sometimes she forgets that other teachers give homework too. Actually, I think she forgets that we have other classes at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I finish French, I will go do my two pages of Geography homework, plus my technical drawing for ITT, plus newspaper article responses for MSI, plus memorise my character analysis for English, plus do my interview/biography for English. And also study for the Geography test next week. And hope I did well on the one I had THIS week, and the Biology test yesterday, and the Math test, and the MSI test today, and the four Art assignments I handed in yesterday, and the English film to be presented soon, and the French film last monday and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I didn't really spend my four-day weekend well. Because I used it up on doing the film for English. And the weekend before that, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A BREAK, DAMMIT!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-116485416676814903?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/116485416676814903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=116485416676814903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116485416676814903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116485416676814903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/11/curse-that-little-green-book.html' title='Curse that little green book'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-116320756232964206</id><published>2006-11-10T19:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T20:12:42.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of stupidity.</title><content type='html'>So here we are, in our nice little well-known but not too well-known forums, chatting, swapping info, and having a good and productive (sometimes) time. And then after I read and reply to all the threads with new replies (learning that "tarot" doesn't rhyme with "carrot"), I go and look to see if there are new threads. Hopefully a newbie intro, so I can hand out some newbie cookies. And there IS one. So I go. I click. And lo and behold, it's a stupidass online pharmacy ad. DAMN YOU PPL ARE YOU JUST SO CHEAP THAT YOU CANT EVEN AFFORD A PROPER ADVERTISEMENT AND HAVE TO GO SPAMMING FORUMS THAT HAVE ABSOLUTELY FRIGGIN NOTHING TO DO WITH WTF YOU'RE SELLING, DAMMIT?????!!!!!!! THAT IS FUGGING THE STUPIDEST MOST ANNOYING THING IN THE HISTORY OF FRIGGING EVER AND YOU OUGHTA KNOW THAT ABSOLUTELY &lt;strong&gt;NO ONE&lt;/strong&gt; WILL BUY YOUR FREAKING PRODUCT JUST OUT OF SPITE AND EVEN IF YOU ONE DAY BECOME SOME BIGASS COMPANY, WE STILL WON'T BUY YOUR STUFF CUZ WE'LL REMEMBER THE DAY WHEN YOU ANNOYED THE CRAB OUT OF US. wtf are you trying to accomplish by posting on a random site something that only half makes sense and the other half is all ad? a bad rep? the loss of potential customers? a laugh at seeing us scream at you and break our computers? How low can you get? WTF IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE TODAY, DAMMIT!!!!!!!!! Idiots, all. And it's not the first time this has happened either. Oh noes. It's happened before, and we all had I nice little rant about it. It almost made me apply for moderatorship, since I'm almost always on and could just click "delete" and get it out of my life forever. But hey, life doesn't work that way. Even if I delete this one, you can't stop new ones from coming. If life WERE that way, I'd just go buy and easy button and "that was easy" and its gone forever. Horray for Staples. But if life were that easy, the companies could all go and buy one and all the world would be going and buying their products like well-trained worker monkeys, or child laborers. "Yes, go and fetch these products, little boy, and we'll pay you -$50. Have fun." &lt;strong&gt;WTF????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!???????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Like hell ya, of course we'd do it if you take off the negative sign and we don't have to pay. But like you're about to do that. So why the eff go and post somewhere where its plenty obvious that nobody's gonna post back saying "Why thank you, random person, how very informative of you. I will go buy that company's products now. Yay." So why don't you all just shut the frig up and DIE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-116320756232964206?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/116320756232964206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=116320756232964206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116320756232964206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116320756232964206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/11/because-of-stupidity.html' title='Because of stupidity.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-116040948562075449</id><published>2006-10-09T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T11:58:05.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's signed, and it's mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/619/2932/1600/DSCN2458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/619/2932/320/DSCN2458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookie what I have! My cousins went and got it for me at Anderson's in Naperville, and then they got it signed, too. *squee*. I love these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we just have to figure out a way to send over the actual book (a solid object, not a jpeg) so that I can read it. (Yes! I haven't read it yet! I'm such a bad fan. I will borrow Marie's). I'm sure the magic of Internet will come up with a way of sending solid objects as email attachments sooner or later. Preferably sooner, but undoubtedly later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, though. All this happiness is making my sickness go away. Already I've almost finished a can of Salt &amp;amp; Vinegar Lays Stax (I support Pringles, but these were on sale). So now my goal is to be completely well by the time school starts tomorow. So I won't have AS much make up work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get the book, I'm locking it up in a safe. Of reinforced steel, and hidden away in a small inconspicious object. And putting in a safety deposite box. In Germany. With armed guards and laser triggers. And security cameras with no blindspots. And an entryway with a stick that reads people's spit to see who they are. Very unhygenic, unless there's only one person ever going in (me). Then again, my name's on it, so I doubt they'd wanna steal it. The TAI proof copy that Matt has is worth more. Yes, go ignore mine. Go on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-116040948562075449?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/116040948562075449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=116040948562075449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116040948562075449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/116040948562075449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-signed-and-its-mine.html' title='It&apos;s signed, and it&apos;s mine.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-115940561273553775</id><published>2006-09-27T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T21:20:33.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whee. Heart Nesquik.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/619/2932/1600/milkshake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/619/2932/320/milkshake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bottle o' milkshake and a bag o' chips! Yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyper. XD. So, so hyper. Why? cuz life is sweet. I gots milkshake to drink, webcomic to read, podcasts to listen to, and chips to munchi. And only MSI and chinese homework left, to top it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesquik &amp;amp; Lays, je t'adore! ~♥!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-115940561273553775?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/115940561273553775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=115940561273553775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115940561273553775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115940561273553775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/09/whee-heart-nesquik.html' title='Whee. Heart Nesquik.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-115749032177231170</id><published>2006-09-05T16:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:59:17.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Pluto.</title><content type='html'>So pluto's not a planet anymore. Now all the textbooks will have to be rewritten, and we'll need to come up with new memory gimmicks. Neptune's the farthest planet from the sun and Mercury's the smallest? *shudder* Yeah. Keep redefining everything, will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... I remember when we first learned about the planets. There was a memory gimmick that the teacher taught us: My very excellent mother just sent us nine presents. So now what'll it be? Cut off the "presents"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/619/2932/320/planets.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snicker* Just had to do that. (Poor Saturn's confused. She's so light she can float on water. Did you know that? See, now you're educated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school started. The classes are looking okay so far, but the workload is quite obviously gonna be heavier than last year. But yeah. I'm still kinda working things out a bit, and still sorta out of it in the AF fandom, but I'll be back once I've recuperated. *nods* (Recuperation! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started reading Ptolemy's Gate. W00t! It's helping me pass the time as I await TLC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Edit Addy&lt;/span&gt;: I just saw this on Mugglenet. Hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pope's senior exorcist: Harry Potter downright evil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pope Benedict XVI's senior exorcist claims the Harry Potter books contain innumerable positive references to magic, "the satanic art."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Behind Harry Potter hides the signature of the king of the darkness, the devil," he told Vatican Radio. And according to the Daily Mail newspaper in London, he added that the books attempt to make a false distinction between black and white magic, when in fact, the distinction "does not exist, because magic is always a turn to the devil."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I have to say is... he's an exorcist - what did you expect him to say? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posted by Emerson on Sep 5th&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Another Addy&lt;/span&gt;: This article is hilarious. Please note that you'll need a NYT account. PLUTO PWNS!!! XD &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/08/23/opinion/23kreider.html?ex=1157601600&amp;en=7422d7cdf4a541a7&amp;amp;ei=5070"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2006/08/23/opinion/23kreider.html?ex=1157601600&amp;en=7422d7cdf4a541a7&amp;amp;ei=5070&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-115749032177231170?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/115749032177231170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=115749032177231170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115749032177231170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115749032177231170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/09/poor-pluto.html' title='Poor Pluto.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-115669262711718071</id><published>2006-08-27T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T11:30:28.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I come back to</title><content type='html'>I come back from a twelve-day vacation. I check my email, and answer them. I download the latest episode of Mugglecast, but didn't listen to it just yet. I browse through a few AF fansites, catching up on the news. I fume about still not having TLC. I get the url of a book1 excerpt for my cousin. I check ATS and browse through the new sets, looking for nice pieces of Sims furniture. I start the construction of my Sims' Green Gables. I play with my cat. I eat. I sleep. And then, and only then, I check on my AF site, especially the C-Box. What do I see? Nice little comments like "Good work Rose" or even ones like "Why aren't you updating"? NO. I find spam. And not just spam. Spam with cussing. Not that I'd mind it if you did it on your own turf, but you don't do it on someone else's C-Box. Despite the fact that it's you who typed it, not me, it still affects the general appearance of MY site if a long string of astericks that is obviously created by the filter appears on MY C-Box. And it doesn't help that the comments are twelve days old, making me seem like I can't moderate my own friggin c-box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't very smart, either, putting her email in. And "Kill Bill" is such a stupid name. Who do you think you are?! A frickin war machine? Not with an email like "cuteface982003@yahoo.com", you're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleeping idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-115669262711718071?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/115669262711718071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=115669262711718071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115669262711718071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115669262711718071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-what-i-come-back-to.html' title='This is what I come back to'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-115521517763844917</id><published>2006-08-10T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T00:49:55.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Ado about Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/619/2932/1600/google.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/619/2932/320/google.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I googled Google. That makes me so cool.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a life. Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::sigh::&lt;br /&gt;My cat slipped outside yesterday morning and now we can't find him, and he still hasn't returned even though it's past 8 in the morning now. I currently have my ears tuned for his mewling when he returns and finds the door closed (we don't have a pet door; it lets in flies). I've been awake for two hours. I tried to make the new layout for my site perfect xhtml, but all that did was mess things up. I tried to make it perfect html, but that continued to mess things up, even in transitional doctype. Know what? I give up. I'm gonna go and choke those stupid doctype tags and manually render them obsolete from all 34 of my content pages (that's gonna take awhile). And I won't care if it's not Firefox or Netscape compadible or whatever, at least not until I've gotten over this thing. It's not like I have a lot of weirdish elements that they'll mess up without a doctype. Still, 34 new items on my longish list of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;::sigh:: Everything's so screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to show how I need a new one, my life is falling apart at the rate of five elements per day. And I don't have a lot of elements to spare before I fall apart too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe listing the things I've gotta do will make me feel better (doubt it).&lt;br /&gt;- Finish site (=edit-page_x34)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;- Find cat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Edit: He's back! My snuggleluffuguss...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Get hold of (legally or otherwise) Lost Colony ASAP without involving credit cards and confusing packages&lt;br /&gt;- Read the Inheritance trilogy&lt;br /&gt;- Watch Star Wars (I still have four movies to go... I suck)&lt;br /&gt;- Figure out wtf is wrong with my sims' stupid pool&lt;br /&gt;- Finish Narnia #6 &amp; 7&lt;br /&gt;- Watch LotR&lt;br /&gt;- Read LotR (yes, I haven't read them yet. go away)&lt;br /&gt;- The ever-constant piano lessons + practice.&lt;br /&gt;- Complete my self-education of Javascript (I /know/ I suck, I said it already didn't I?)&lt;br /&gt;- Rant about AF movie&lt;br /&gt;- Play YPP so my account doesn't go dead and my client stays v.newest&lt;br /&gt;- Read Anne of Green Gables series #4-8&lt;br /&gt;- Eat cheese, just so I feel better&lt;br /&gt;- Write some form of short prose to keep in practice&lt;br /&gt;- Figure out how to use a charcoal before school starts&lt;br /&gt;- Brag about how my cousin got an internship at Google&lt;br /&gt;- Catch up on AgiVega's Barti fic (aka, read all 12 chapters of it, which I haven't done because I've been so busy)&lt;br /&gt;- Clean out the drawers of my desk&lt;br /&gt;- Clean out the folders of the computers&lt;br /&gt;- Rant about how HUB didn't do a game review this month&lt;br /&gt;- Read Mister Monday, and maybe the whole lot that follows&lt;br /&gt;- Figure out how to make a smoothie&lt;br /&gt;- Invent a new dish or drink to prove that imagination DOES make up for cooking skills&lt;br /&gt;- Bother Marie into replying to my email&lt;br /&gt;- Learn latin&lt;br /&gt;- Make popsicles so that the weirdish popsicle-making container doesn't go to waste&lt;br /&gt;- Play GoF so that I can actually say I've finished an RPG in the history of ever&lt;br /&gt;- Role-play so that I keep in practice&lt;br /&gt;- Excercise (my muscles are deteriorating, I can feel it)&lt;br /&gt;- Read Angels and Demons&lt;br /&gt;- Speculate about Ironside&lt;br /&gt;- Read Spiderwick #4&amp;amp;5- Eat breakfast&lt;br /&gt;- Listen to Leaky Mug&lt;br /&gt;- Write the two chinese essays that I've been putting off&lt;br /&gt;- Read WotE&lt;br /&gt;- Make a new character on Maple, so Mo can't yell at me anymore ("But I DID make a new character, Mo, I just like playing this one better")&lt;br /&gt;- Find out whether Heidi's coming back in September&lt;br /&gt;- Read Ptolemy's Gate&lt;br /&gt;- Email last-day-of-school pics to everyone (yes, I still haven't done that yet &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;)&lt;br /&gt;- Cut down my Things-to-do list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of one of Aido's LJ posts: &lt;a href="http://dhio.livejournal.com/132523.html"&gt;http://dhio.livejournal.com/132523.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish /I/ only had that to complain about. *sniffle* I bet I'd be too busy to notice anyway. (btw, Sorbet pwns)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The cat is back. It is 12:40 at night (aka, morning of Aug 11). He is dirty and possibly has bugs. This calls for a bath, but we are all very relieved that he's okay. *crosses #2 off list*.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-115521517763844917?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/115521517763844917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=115521517763844917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115521517763844917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115521517763844917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/08/much-ado-about-everything.html' title='Much Ado about Everything'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-115411133040261552</id><published>2006-07-28T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T19:13:35.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pooja just said that I'll regret stealing her emoticon.</title><content type='html'>I stole Pooja's dancing-stick emoticon over MSN, and she just informed me that I will regret it. Very well, I surrender to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another bout of visiting sites that I haven't gone to in a long time has brought me to the wonders of the SimBush/SimKerry-ness of some-person-or-the-other's &lt;a href="http://ubergoth.net/sims/bushkerry/"&gt;http://ubergoth.net/sims/bushkerry/&lt;/a&gt;. (Please nobody send FBIs after her, or me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/619/2932/1600/sims_pool_creepy.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/619/2932/320/sims_pool_creepy.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wonder how she makes her sims so realistically like the real people. I wanna steal some tricks of trade. But I'm rather reluctant to return to my Sims game, since at least one of my swimming pools has turned creepy, checkered, and flashing red and black, and nothing I find tells how to solve this. I should go and force one of my sims to take a dip in it and see if they die. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;(Anyway, I'll put a screenie up later.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(It's up!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;They just come home from a community lot and voila I spot a flashing pool when I look through their kitchen window. Immediately afterwards, I sent one of them to bed and the other to work on their novel and tried to ignore the pool and hope it goes away. No such luck. It stayed, and I was finally forced to save and quit my game and look for help online (and found none). I should've checked it in the neighborhood view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to finish this post and show it to Pooja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-115411133040261552?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/115411133040261552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=115411133040261552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115411133040261552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115411133040261552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/07/pooja-just-said-that-ill-regret.html' title='Pooja just said that I&apos;ll regret stealing her emoticon.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-115380099107368195</id><published>2006-07-24T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:16:31.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness; liquid tainting the golden glitter of fairy tales.</title><content type='html'>OMG!!!! It's the end of the world as we know it... IT'S &lt;a href="http://www.fallencomic.com"&gt;FALLEN&lt;/a&gt; RESURRECTED &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Is that spelled right? "ressurected" maybe? Nah... Tiff, I need your spellingbee-ness!)&lt;/span&gt; !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd started to doubt that it's Aido's laziness that caused the delay, and even began to suspect that she got amnesian somehow, but Aido has proven me wrong and shown that it's a mix of procrastination and lack of motive. (Lack of motive? With like 20,000 fans?! Sending 200 emails a day??!! Wait a minute here, something's fishy...) But my theories were actually somewhat reasonable, given the 20mo break. In fact, the only thing that proves her still alive (to me, at least) was her livejournal. Oh well. At least the cute little drawing she offered (to calm the angry fans, such as myself?) was good. I'm gonna print it out and use it as a coloring page. [- insert huggle here -].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'd given up on her so much that I'd even stopped checking. Until two days ago. And then it took me two days for the truth to sink in. So that leaves me at today, and the typing of this post. And of course, updating a page at a time means pretty much we're always left hanging. Hanging so much, in fact, it's not even a cliffhanger; it's the freaking middle of a sentence. But that's okay as long as she updates within the next - well I've given up on her updating even once every month, so - two months. But if she goes for a year of no-updates again... But once she's finished (or rather "if"), I hope she gets someone to make it into novel version. Not, as always, like anyone ever cares about what I think should or shouldn't be done. But I still think someone should make a novel version. I'd do it, but I'm too busy writing my own stuff (or rather procratinating my own stuff) and plus I'm no good at working with someone else's universe, even a highly detailed fun-to-stare-at graphic-novel universe like Aido's. Someone who already works with dark alter-universe stuffies should work with it. Not that there's much to do, since the plot and everything is already so nicely worked out, complete with forshadowing, backflashes, mysterious-past characters, and comic relief, all of which is valued greatly in the dark fantasy literatti world (Literatti - it's such a cool non-word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think about it, the reasons of its success (can you call a webcomic successful if it's incomplete and totally free?) are simular to the Abhorsen trilogy. *officially enters nerdy speech too-many-novels over-analizing mode*. There are many simular elements. For example, there is the mythical humanoid (in intellegence and speech, at least) character of mysterious and unknown history later revealed to be rather important, ancient and from some sort of "Begining". (In Abhorsen, Dog and Mogget as two of the Bright Shiners; in Fallen, Void as one of the Great Hydra. In fact, there's still something we don't know about Void, since Quetzal called her "Simurra", whatever THAT is.) And there's also the "Begining" thingamabob itself. In the Abhorsen books, it was actually called the Begining and was the creation of the Charter; in Fallen, it was the battle between the Guardians and the Hydra. And, of course, there's the famous guy/girl teaming that just sorta has to happen to some degree, like in the Abhorsen books there's Sabriel/Touchstone or Lirael/Sameth, and in Fallen there's Singe/Faustus. Then there's the uber-complicated concepts that you can't have the characters explain outright because they have no reason to, but the readers need to know anyway to be able to understand the universe that the book is set in. So you gotta take a chance when it presents it self, which with not-so-experienced writers usually end up being totally nonbelievable, stretched, and otherwise forced into the situation when there's no reason or condition that allows them to explain. But Nix and Aido do it nicely, not interupting the flow of the narration, barely perceptible that it's more explaining to the readers than the characters. Not that anyone appreciates it, being barely perceptible as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, those are only a few of the things they have in common, but like all human beings I'm too lazy to go into more unless I'm being paid somehow, which I'm not. So I'll tell it to the voices in my head, and unless you're one of them you can't hear. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness; liquid tainting the golden glitter of fairy tales... A wine that we drink with greed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-115380099107368195?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/115380099107368195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=115380099107368195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115380099107368195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115380099107368195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/07/darkness-liquid-tainting-golden.html' title='Darkness; liquid tainting the golden glitter of fairy tales.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-115247555976510856</id><published>2006-07-09T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:05:59.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop!</title><content type='html'>Nothing to say here, except...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLLIPOPS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nywayz, I found this thing and it was just too cool to not mention: &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/6902988/"&gt;http://www.deviantart.com/view/6902988/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Ain't it ubersome? I'm probably gonna make it my new wallpaper. I heart 3D renderings, but I've no time to work out how to make them. I'll just take a class or something. (Know what? I should REALLY have picked Computer Graphics for next year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also found &lt;a href="http://www.safefundraising.com/images/Carousel_5.25_x_5.25.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, which is pretty cool too (I think it's a photo). And &lt;a href="http://www.autofx.com/dreamsuite/gel/gallery/lollipops_small.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, which is another rendering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we're talking lollipops, I might as well educate you people with a copy/paste from Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A lollipop, or lolly, is a type of confectionery consisting mainly of hardened, flavoured sucrose with corn syrup mounted on a stick and intended for sucking or licking. In many regions of the United States (primarily the South and Midwest), the term "sucker" is used interchangeably with or instead of "lollipop." In these areas, the term "lollipop" is often applied to candy that is disc-shaped, while "sucker" is applied to candy that is spherical. Lollipops come in a variety of flavors from the traditional cherry, grape and orange to the more daring watermelon and green apple. With numerous companies producing lollipops, the candy now comes in dozens of flavors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I had to put up this uber fractal pattern: &lt;a href="http://www.koolpages.com/tiedyeman/rainbow%20lollipops-lr.jpg"&gt;http://www.koolpages.com/tiedyeman/rainbow%20lollipops-lr.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, young grasshopper, I hope you are well versed in the ways of the Lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I finished Tithe and Wish List, and I found Wind on Fire #2. So now I'm happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-115247555976510856?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/115247555976510856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=115247555976510856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115247555976510856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115247555976510856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/07/pop.html' title='Pop!'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-115146515785470624</id><published>2006-06-27T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:25:57.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemongrass is my Weed.</title><content type='html'>Yeah! Lemongrass! Ward off evil bloodsucking bugs and get high at the same time! It's legal, and it's cheap. Keep your summer bug free and drug-dealer free! No one will say anything if they see you with a brandname lemongrass product in your hand. It's the "it" thing! Get yours today, and get a bug-free enviroment and a noteworthy high. Any lemongrass product will do; we guarantee it! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(The term "lemongrass product" refers to any product containing lemongrass and has potential for warding off bugs and creating euphoria. Guarantee void in Earth, Pluto, Halley's Comet, the Milky Way, and the universe. Not to be used on human beings, lemongrass not included.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I haven't done an infomercial in SOOOO long, but now I've broken my fast and it feels GOOOOD!!! I didn't even realise how much I missed taking it out on the ad industry. Now that I think about it, most of those infomercials were on Cyberfae. Hmm. I'll just go and copy over some of those posts, along with Tatanya-the-cohost's responses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tatanya, come over during spring break and try our delicious line of maple products, including maple syrup, maple candy, and sugar-spun maple leaves! In fact, try a bag of our famous maple sugar! You can use it where-ever convetional sugar is used, except for in the making of chocolate, pudding, and dairy products. Try some today, eh?" -- Talking about Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOW YOU CAN CARRY YOUR BESTEST FRIENDS WITH YOU WHEREVER YOU GO, WITH OUR NEW BRING-A-FRIEND FRIEND CONDENSING MACHINE!! YOU'LL NEVER HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THEM NOT FITTING AGAIN!! some assembly required, batteries not included." -- Talking about fitting friends into overhead compartments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I just ran into that thread where we were all scientifical and Einstein and everything!!! (Ahh... memories.) &lt;a href="http://www.cyberfae.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=852"&gt;http://www.cyberfae.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=852&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (Faefae): "And now, a word from our sponser: ARE YOU TIRED OF HEART PROBLEMS AND THE CONSTANT MEDICATION THAT IT COMES WITH? HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT THAT HERBAL MEDICINE MIGHT WORK MUCH, MUCH BETTER? WELL, YOU SHOULD TRY FOXGLOVE, OUR 100% ALL NATURAL LEAFY PLANT, NON-CLINICALLY PROVEN TO CURE HEART ATTACKS. IF THIS DOESNT WORK FOR YOU, YOU CAN GET YOUR MONEY BACK! offer void if customer dies. side effects may include swollen face, heart failure, stroke, blood poisoning, and sudden death."&lt;br /&gt;Tatanya: "IS THERE AN AGE LIMIT ON PURCHASING YOUR PRODUCT?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Keep out of reach of children under 50. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(because they are too healthy to die, and then they'd want their money back)&lt;/span&gt; We are not responsible for any medical difficulties caused by the underage intake of our product."&lt;br /&gt;Me (in a later post): "If you have already deceased due to our products, this product is not for you. if you suffer from the undead syndrome, please consult your mortitian before use."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "THE CREATE-A-SMILE INFORMERCIALS!!! ALL EPISODES AVAILABLE ON ONE DVD!!! THOSE WITTY ADS FOR THE PRODUCTS YOU WISH YOU HAD ON A DISK THAT YOU CAN ENJOY ANYTIME YOU WANT!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Tatanya: "THIS DVD INCLUDES ALL OF THE VARIOUS "FOXGLOVE" INFOMERCIALS* THAT YOU LOVE! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*you cannot call any of the contact information on ANY of the "FOXGLOVE" infomercials due to various lawsuits filed by the undead...&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Me: "According to rule #7882*, the undead minority counts counts as a branch of the dead, rendering those lawsuits void. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Source: Faefae's guide to debate and politics&lt;/span&gt; " -- Right after the Foxglove incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the wondrous frabjous days! Oh the Calloohs and Callays! (I luv my Jabberwockyness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading old threads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Yesterday was the International Anti-Drug Day or something like that. Thought I'd mention that before you guys go off smoking lemongrass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of searching, I've finally found Tithe, at the Quebec Library thingamabob. (I forgot what it's called again.) I'm happy, of course, and I'll start reading as soon as I finish Pendragon 5 (Black Water). But still; you'd think it would take me a little (a lot) less than a few MONTHS to find such a prominent book, especially if I've searched multiple libraries (municipal libraries, too). I mean, what's wrong with people that they go and buy books that practically NOBODY has heard of and doesn't even have blurbs, but they don't buy Tithe??? I mean, even if you're french-speaking and don't know much about the English-speaking world the least you can do is check the NYT bestseller list. And then there's the library that has Valiant, but not Tithe. How can you have just the sequel but not the prequel??? Hasn't it occured to you that if SOOOO many people borrowed that book that maybe, just maybe, at least SOMEONE wants the first book??? Same goes for the people who have Nicolsen's Wind on Fire #1 and #3, but not #2! I've been waiting for Slaves of Mastery since FOREVER!!!!!!!!! I mean, just because almost the only books that I actually buy are the Artemis Fowl books doesn't mean I should be less able than other people to read a bestseller that I want, because as much that I like the books and stuff, I don't go and spend $20 on a hardback. Even with AF mine are all paperbacks and bought off the Scholastic catalogue or book fair. If someone has too many books that they wanna read to buy all of them, and they happen to be stuck in a french-speaking city with a sucky library system (I've known WAAAAY better), they shouldn't be condemed to have a reading list compromised drastically because of a simple and stupid reason like not finding the book even though it's a flippin well known bestseller. If they can find books with stupid names like "Bob" than they should, with good reason, be able to find a book like Tithe. Heck! Even The Wish List was hard find, and I've only just got it at the same time as Tithe (I'll read it after Tithe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must go off and fume.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-115146515785470624?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/115146515785470624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=115146515785470624' title='76 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115146515785470624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115146515785470624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/06/lemongrass-is-my-weed.html' title='Lemongrass is my Weed.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>76</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-115058906471118662</id><published>2006-06-17T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T20:04:24.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you lemons, throw them at people who piss you off.</title><content type='html'>Citrus juice could benefit your bone health. Another reason to drink lemon juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from three days of camping and being mauled by bugs. The evil black flies bit everywhere and I've got blood stains on my favorite tees and hat. I also flew off my bike while mountain biking, but hey, it was my first time. Canoeing against the wind and 5 inch waves was fun but scary, since we were in constant danger of being tipped over and we were far from camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan's at it again, trying to claim Chinese stuff as their own. This time, it's a character from a traditional classic. It's a famous book and the title can roughly be translated as "The Journey West" and every flippin chinese kid knows the basic storyline, or they're just retarded. If you say that the characters are japanese stuff, EVERYONE will laugh in your face or beat you with a 10ft stick. Personally, I'd beat you with the stick. But see, japs are just retarded morons half the time, and anime/nintendo freaks the other half. Not that there's anything wrong with anime and nintendo (my fave self-portrait is a compromised chibi-style, and I love Super Mario Bros Smash), but they think that just because they invented this popular and brainwashy art style and a leading video game company they can go and brainwash people into forgetting japan's involvement in WWII. Bastarded Bums!!! Their soldiers were BETTING to see who could kill the most chinese people!!! They thought it was game!!! And the jap population SUPPORTED them!!! WHAT KIND OF MORONIC COUNTRY ACTUALLY SUPPORTS THE SLAUGHTERING OF INNOCENT PEOPLE AS A GAME???!!! YOU BASED YOUR BLOODY LANGUAGE OFF OURS, YOU BLOODY BASTARDS!!! WE GAVE YOU A BASE FOR YOUR BLOODY CULTURE!!! WE GAVE YOU THE BLOODY NAME OF YOUR BLOODY COUNTRY!!!!!!! We hate you with a passion, and with a reason. You think that just because you erased the chapter from your children's history textbooks that the rest of the world will forget it too? Your children WILL inherit your discrace and be shamed because of your brutality, and they'll know it and feel it. People like Iris Chang went mad and DIED trying to tell the world of your actions, trying to counter your bloody coverup. You might be a modern superpower, but never forget that you're JUST A MEASLY LITTLE SPECK!!!! YOU THINK YOU CAN TRY AND TAKE OVER CHINA? YOU THOUGHT YOU WOULD SUCCEED? IT ONLY SHOWS YOUR IGNORANCE AND STUPIDITY AND YOU CAN SHOVE YOUR FRIGGIN PLANS UP YOUR FRIGGIN BUTT!!!!!! YOU, A MEASELY ANT, WILL NOT SILENCE A GIANT. We may frown upon europe for being backstabbing bandits and raiding our land, but your backstab was even more demonic and an act of evil, not greed. Compared to you, the devil is sweeter than an angel. History's most atrocious act of pure evil is but a note in the margins; in that you may have succeeded. But people like Iris Chang turned that scribbled note into a book, a bestseller. The western world will hate you with a passion as strong as the one of the eastern world and we will make you bend under our glare and APOLOGIZE as you should have long ago. WE ARE YOUR ELDERS!!! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO CONQUER YOUR ELDERS!!! Your actions are more than comparable to the seven deadly sins. Pride: you thought you could conquer the dormant dragon. Envy: you stare after our culture and land. Gluttony: you should've been content with the land and people you had. Lust: your soldiers raped the women of the cities they attacked. Anger: you hate us, though we did nothing to you. Greed: you took treasures from the homes you raided. Sloth: instead of working towards a rich culture, you sought to steal it. And as if taking everything hadn't been enough, you silly japs had to kill everyone several over purely for spite. You lined them up and shot them several times with machine guns. Then you buried them alive. Then you burned them. Then you drowned them and dumped them in a river. WHY WON'T YOU JUST FRIGGIN APOLOGIZE???!!! For once, history shan't be written by the oppressors, but the oppressed. The wrath has been kindled inside the souls of a peaceful people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-115058906471118662?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/115058906471118662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=115058906471118662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115058906471118662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/115058906471118662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-life-gives-you-lemons-throw-them.html' title='When life gives you lemons, throw them at people who piss you off.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-114963821352843700</id><published>2006-06-06T19:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:53:42.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's "Camera-Go-Clicking-Spree" Day!!!</title><content type='html'>Today's the day of the devil!!! It's the SIXTH day of the SIXTH month of the SIXTH year: 6-6-6!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't really stop it from being "Camera-Go-Clicking-Spree" Day. Or from being Massi's birthday. But back to "Camera-Go-Clicking-Spree" Day. Lemme explain: Today was the last day of school (minus exams), so a lot of people brought CAMERAS. And they GO and take pictures of everything and the camera goes CLICK. And then they go on a SPREE to take photos of anything and everything. I didn't just take photos. I recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's take Notes on who pisses us off." -- Quoth It's Happy Bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys know it's not "Happy Bunny", but "It's Happy Bunny"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;JUNE FIRST WAS MY BIRTHDAY!!!! YAY!!!! W00T!!!! GO ME!!! I'M 14!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nods* Anyway. Today* was pwnful (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Disclaimer: the term "Today" is used vaguely and should not be taken literally. Said term refers only to the time frame starting at second period, approximately 10:00, and ending at approximately 3:05, at which time I was picked up from school and shipped to the dentist's for the purpose of the treatment of a cavity&lt;/span&gt;). In math class, the mental math exam was flippin' easy and then we got our term 4 marks (Me=100% XD). She forced us into this oddish formation and we took a class pic (Camera-Go-Clicking-Spree, remember). Afterwards we actually had a party: a PARTY, in Flores's class. With FOOD that she bought. And we were actually TALKING. (Tiff was like: "We're gonna be sitting there and trying to talk and she'll be like 'Lower your voices. Eat your food quietly. Or I'll have to keep you in after the bell.'") Toward the end she gave a mini speech about how she was gonna miss us and all that blah. When she said that we were welcome to visit her anytime, you could tell that not many people had bothered actually visiting her (Any prizes for guess why?). She got all sentimental and was like "I'm trying not to cry here." So then after that at recess I just took a lot of pics of the library (Our nerdish hangout!) and some of the gang. Computer class we got to just do what we want on the internet, but they were really old Mac OS anyway, so that really doesn't count for much. Couldn't even "Search Inside" when I looked up The Will of the Empress on Amazon. *shakes head*. After that at lunch I went to the dance show and recorded the finale. I was holding up the camera for like fifteen minutes and my arm got sore. I could've drowned myself when I went swimming afterwards in gym class because of all the blood rushing back to my arms. And since we were swimming, that means: NOODLE HORSEY!!! Oh, and Marie-Andre and Tiff were racing to see who could swim the fastest (Tiff won). And then the VP announced that I got the highest mark in the school for the scholastic competition and I had to go and change and all that before I went to get my medal (they had to call me down twice because it took so long).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I will go enjoy my pretty medal then get a good night's sleep before I flunk my french exam tomorow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-114963821352843700?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/114963821352843700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=114963821352843700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114963821352843700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114963821352843700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-camera-go-clicking-spree-day.html' title='It&apos;s &quot;Camera-Go-Clicking-Spree&quot; Day!!!'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-114878194365999550</id><published>2006-05-27T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T22:05:43.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd pity humanity, but I'm too busy yelling at it.</title><content type='html'>It's a sad thing when people get their kicks out of wasting all their talent on destroy the computers of people they don't know or annoying the heck out of them even when they can't their faces. You're not supposed to like that, you bums. And perhaps you didn't know, but I hate creepy empty emails that are probably junkmail but are creepy anyway simply because they're neither meaningfull nor stupid. They are absolutely creepy because they just are and there's aways the chance of a VIRUS. I just got one (mail, not virus), and would very much like to know WHO IN THE WORLD SENT ME THAT RETARDED CREEPY BLANK EMAIL WITH A JUMBLE OF STATS AND THE WORD "PROFFESION"???? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT???? LAUGHS? WELL IT AIN'T FUNNY!!!! BUT DOUBT YOU'LD NOTICE SINCE YOU'RE TOO BUSY LAUGHING AT OTHER EQUALLY STUPID AND RETARDED THINGS, LIKE THE WORD "RETARDED"!!!! Can you explain WHY you find those stupid things funny? Cuz if you can't, then maybe it's YOU who's funny... RETARDEDLY FUNNY!!! WATCH ME LAUGH: HA HA HA HA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Onward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are everything so expensive these days? I remember the good days of $10 jeans, and that was just a few years back. Inflation can't be THAT bad, can it? Nowadays, you can't even buy a plain white tshirt without spending $20. WHAT THE -BEEP- IS THAT CUZ I REALLY WANNA KNOW!!! Ohemgee, the idiots that walk and desecrate our earth, they make me fear for humanity. And the people who're jacking up the prices of eggs and milk and whatnot, they're probably the same bums that are like "Oh no, don't invent solar cars 'cuz we need the money from the oil companies." Selfish gits. You wanna die of pollution? Fine; we're more than happy to kill you. But you're not taking the planet with you. DON'T YOU BOZOS GET IT??? YOU KEEP DOING THIS AND THERE WILL BE NO MORE OIL FOR YOUR STUPID COMPANIES TO DRILL!!! GET A LIFE AND START INVESTING IN RECYCLING, FOR CRYIN OUT LOUD!!! And people, you know what? If they keep destroying the homes of the rainforest critters, how long 'til they move on to OUR homes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say that I need a drink, but I'm under 21. Pity. It's really all the rules and restrictions that drive the youths to drunkeness. Besides, beer tastes bad. Urine probably tastes better, not to mention it doesn't rot your liver. And you'd still get the vomiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-114878194365999550?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/114878194365999550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=114878194365999550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114878194365999550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114878194365999550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/05/id-pity-humanity-but-im-too-busy.html' title='I&apos;d pity humanity, but I&apos;m too busy yelling at it.'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-114843965945280453</id><published>2006-05-23T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T23:00:59.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Irony is that I don't even like math that much</title><content type='html'>I got highest mark in the school for the Gauss Math Contest by U of Waterloo. Not unexpected, since I got 5th in QC for the CMLC (but I got 3rd last year, *cries*). No idea what my mark was. Now we just need the results for the Scholastic Competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now: a brief review of the Da Vinci Code!&lt;br /&gt;The general effect was awesomish, but they rushed too much at the begining (fifty chapters in twenty minutes). Silas's past wasn't explained clear enough. They skipped the first cryptex (bad), which was very symbolic of Saunier's affection towards Sofie. And they solved everything too fast like they're uber-smart people who hunt for Grails all the time. I like how they added Mary leaning on Jesus when they analyzed the Last Supper. BUT! They changed the ending a bit, as in the grail documents were actually in Rosslyn, and that Sofie's brother actually did die, and the tour guide was just a Priory member. Admittedly, this adds to Sofie's importance (the only living descendant of Jesus Christ), but it means that she still has no proper family. Not only that, she tried to turn water into wine (didn't work), and never kissed Robert. The ending was THE BEST with just two little flaws of not actually showing the "starry skies" and not doing a voice-over of "The quest for the Holy Grail is the quest to kneel before the bones of Mary Magdalene" so you had people going "Why is he kneeling?" But otherwise, the ending was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're over 13, watch it. If  you're not, ignore me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-114843965945280453?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/114843965945280453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=114843965945280453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114843965945280453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114843965945280453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/05/irony-is-that-i-dont-even-like-math.html' title='The Irony is that I don&apos;t even like math that much'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-114834965653605191</id><published>2006-05-22T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:00:56.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And here comes Titania, Long may she Live!</title><content type='html'>The MSND presentation was pulled off rather nicely, and we even found something for my (aka Titania's) uber staff of doom. *huggles awesome script written by me in which people have to voluntarily suck up to me*. We, Mo (Oberon) and me, had looseleaf-crowns with hand-drawn highlighter "jewels", courtesy of Fi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the Moral Ed AIDS pamphlet in one afternoon. Go me! On thursday, instead of Newspaper, there was the whole "camping physical fitness thing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Saturday the good news came... WE GOT SKIT FIRST PLACE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-114834965653605191?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/114834965653605191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=114834965653605191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114834965653605191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114834965653605191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-here-comes-titania-long-may-she.html' title='And here comes Titania, Long may she Live!'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-114774119606939821</id><published>2006-05-15T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T20:59:56.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Da Vinci Code: featuring BUCK-NAKED MUSEUM CURATORS!</title><content type='html'>The Da Vinci Code: finished ch 17 of 104. Four days left. No, actually, six days, since I might just go with the MSND gang on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is conspiring to make me die of exaustion. Yesterday: Mother's Day. Today: Dad's birthday. Tomorrow: MSND presentation (tentative). Wednsday: Moral Ed project, chorale, and piano lesson. Thursday: Newspaper. Friday: Supposed to be a PED, but got cancelled. Satuday: Chinese class (last one until Sept!). Sunday: Movie...? Monday: Victoria Day, work on Math project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-114774119606939821?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/114774119606939821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=114774119606939821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114774119606939821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114774119606939821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinci-code-featuring-buck-naked.html' title='The Da Vinci Code: featuring BUCK-NAKED MUSEUM CURATORS!'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-114755749481568381</id><published>2006-05-13T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T17:58:14.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemon Juice: pH value 2.4</title><content type='html'>Muahaha!!! Fall victim to my Lemon-Juiced-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er... right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the skit/speech competition the Chinese School. It went well, better than my public speaking at least, heh... See, that's the thing about skits as opposed to speeches: with skits you only have to look at the audience some of the time, and when you do you can go back to staring at whatever your char is supposed to stare at before your brain can register the faces (of the judges especially *shudders*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately afterwards was, of course, the chinese exam. Not as hard as we feared, but harder than I would've wanted it to. The listen-and-write thingamabob (which, for those not familiar w/ chinese education, is actually sorta like a spelling test, only with a mega-long hunk of text as opposed to a few words) was horrible, as it was formal/olden and they didn't even tell you what it was so you couldn't even study. But the rest was okay. The translating from olden chinese into modern chinese thing was pretty simple. The on demand essay was pretty good to, since it was only 200 characters. The fill-in-the-blanks for the proverbs that we had to memorize was okay except for the part where I forgot how to write some of the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, chinese painting/calligraphy class was... normal. I forgot to bring the Terry Fox coin so I could trade it for some other coins, but it won't be so bad if I remember next week.  If I don't, then that's REALLY bad because next week is the last class. Of course, we never do actually painting in the last class, so I guess that sorta ends another chapter in the "Rosefae's Book of Random Hobbies that Tend to End Very Quickly" since I probably won't be doing any painting work without proper stimulation, regardless of whether I like it or not. Just like the way I actually ENJOYED ballet (to a certain degree, since trying to do the splits was sheer agony) but you don't see me all eager when faced with a set of barres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, my love for RPGs will never-ever end. Which is why I will now go and smash my keyboard a bit before I smash it again when I type up the script for Act 2 Scene 1 of MSND(Midsummer Night's Dream, okay?!). Yes, we actually managed to finish it, not that the guys (and Tiff, too) actually did anything except ramsack Fi's pencil case and draw a sub-sandwich on a piece of looseleaf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-114755749481568381?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/114755749481568381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=114755749481568381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114755749481568381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114755749481568381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/05/lemon-juice-ph-value-24.html' title='Lemon Juice: pH value 2.4'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27784612.post-114730980752965356</id><published>2006-05-10T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:13:28.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs anger management when you have balloons?</title><content type='html'>Ya, Balloons are awesome... But anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, a moron (aka Tasso) on the 121 bus threw an orange at me. Fi said we oughtta tell Gliksman today, but he wasn't there at lunch, and then we sorta forgot. But whatever. We'll tell him tomorrow. If we don't mysteriously forget again. *shifty eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gauss contest was okay, except for question 25, with the freaky grid and 25 numbers. Took me half an hour. Grr. Can't believe Umar skipped #16, didn't he listen last year in Ms Cameron's class? She explained the whole hypotenuse shenanigan that day I was really hyper, even though I already knew that stuff. (Don't I go hyper everyday?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English class was friggin awesome, as always (well, most of the time). We so called "worked" on the script for our play based on Act 2 Scene 1 of Shakespears Midsummer Night's Dream. It totally sucks up to Titania. Why? Because I play her. Onward: we were supposed to work and finish this, but now we've done... a page and a quarter. Maybe it's cuz our group dominated the middle of the classroom, maybe it's cuz we've seven people, maybe it's Dhaval (who, I might add, had absolutely nothing to do with our group and just quietly worked), or maybe we're just so friggin awesome (note to self: enrich vocabulary and don't overuse "friggin awesome"), but in the end we were just so loud and accomplished, as mentioned above, absolutely nothing except for the page and quarter of Marie's writing (we should've hired Ven, that way we would only have had half a page). Mo, who's playing Oberon, made a crown out of graph paper. Jamie took it and put it on his head, and looked hilariously like Jughead (the one from the Archie comics, duh). I ripped up the crown; payback for what he did to the "Proudly an Artemis Fowl Fan" sign that had been on my forehead until he tore it up and mutilated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flores had the freakiest stroke of inspiration: To give a project. *le gasp* Where does she come up with these things? *sarcasm* Okay, so we get a bristleboard (Fi does that, and I can't spell), and then we draw a blue print of a beach resort. Yippidee doo da *sarcasm*. The only project she thinks of giving, and it's as simple as drawing a bunch of geometric figures and coloring them. At least Tiff (all hail the all-powerful Tiffany) had the idea of drawing hotdog carts -- to scale. And frisbees too. Should we write how we came up with our ideas? Because I can just see her deducting marks and writing "Show all your work".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My piano teacher decided that instead of a metronome, she would keep beat by tapping a pencil on my shoulder. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is coming along great, for those of you guys who actually care (*cough* yeah right when pigs start flying *cough*). Still deciding between "Sentient Dust" and "Pheonix Defiant". Both are uber spiffy titles, eh? Maybe when summer vacation comes I'll actually get around to finishing it, that and my AF fanstuff. (May's been awfully quiet in the fandom, except for AFC's b-day. Creeps me out. I can just see Eoin plotting with Miramax to give us a huge workload come June).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can't decide what to do for my birthday. Maybe I'll just hide under my bed and avoid the punches. Speaking of which, Dhaval's birthday on the 19th! Should we follow him home, camp out on his porch, then start punching him at exactly 12:01?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie missed May 5th. Let's tell him to turn it into the 15th. That's monday. Do we have English on monday? Cuz if we do, I should start plotting right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr those stupid typos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27784612-114730980752965356?l=lemon-sours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/feeds/114730980752965356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27784612&amp;postID=114730980752965356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114730980752965356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27784612/posts/default/114730980752965356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-sours.blogspot.com/2006/05/who-needs-anger-management-when-you.html' title='Who needs anger management when you have balloons?'/><author><name>Rosefae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
