Meaningless Ramblings

I was talking to a friend today. He looked a little upset, and said, “Yeah… I’m a little worried, I guess.” Of course, I asked him why. He said this:

December 12, 2012.

Of course, this confused me. I asked him what the big deal is. I jokingly thought “it’s not like the end of the world or anything.” Well, he thinks so. Apparently, December 12, 2012 or the 21st is day of the Apocalypse. [let's let that sink in for a moment]

I, being a Christian am a little doubtful, seeing as how the Bible says nobody knows the day of the Apocalypse. Well, the Bible was written by man. Man is wrong. The Bible was also changed a lot throughout the years…

Of course, I can’t talk to a pastor about this, or else I’ll be shunned by everyone… No bueno. But yeah… I investigated a little, and here is the evidence I found for the 12/12/12 theory.

1.) The Mayans predicted it.

-As any history class will tell you, the Mayans were known for extremely accurate calendars and astrological predictions. Their calendar cycle predicts 2012 as the Day of Doom.

2.) The Bible, if read a certain way [Bible Code] tells us the day.

-Of course, this to me sounds like you’re making stuff up to back up a theory. It could be coincidence, but then again, the codes could be Divinely put in there. If you looked at this posting alone, you may find something that predicts tomorrow’s outcome. Or you may figure out my name, age, bra size and if I’m shaven or not… Who knows?

3.) This is all very well, and certainly is weak. But what does Nostradamus, the most popular person in this field, think? Well, in my personal search, nothing much was found, but I did run across something that mentioned he predicted the end three times, two of them bring wrong.

4.) A side note here: starting in 2001 [the year of the terrorist attack] an interesting thing arose. Take these dates in consideration: 01/01/01, 02/02/02, 03/03/03, 04/04/04, 05/05/05, 06/06/06, 07/07/07, 08/08/08, 09/09/09, 10/10/10, 11/11/11, and finally, what completes it but 12/12/12?! Let’s use the old saying “In like a lion, out like a lamb.” The pattern came in viciously, so will it end like a lamb? [Lamb of God... I know. Clever, right?]

Anyway, who knows what will happen? There have been tons of books written on the matter, and this website explores past Apocalypse dates: http://www.abhota.info/end1.htm

I read through most of it, and laughed at some of the predictions… What I want to know is, how will you spend the day before the supposed Apocalypse?

As for me, I’ll probably end up forgetting about it until I see Jesus at my doorstep. [Not trying to be sacreligious, but you've got to laugh sometimes...] If I happen to remember, I’ll probably party like there’s no tomorrow! ^_^ It may or may not [but probably will] include doing things I’ve never [or plan to] accomplished, such as

Parasailing.

Scuba diving.

One last romantic dinner with my love. It’ll include wine, roses and falling asleep in his arms.

Depp-a-thon. [watching ALL the Johnny Depp movies EVER.]

Hanging out with my best friend… Probably doing the previous thing.

Going to as many amusement parks as humanly possible.

Yup. That, I think, pretty much sums it up. And if it’s not the Apocalypse, then at least I’ll have one kickin’ day! [or week...]

First off, let me tell you that my hair is finally blue. It does have hints of purple in it, though… Hair dye loves to lie to me, but oh well.

But on to the main reason I’m posting. I am going to die. Yup. It snowed here for the past two days, something that never happens. And the best thing is: we’re about to have ARCTIC COLD WIND moving in some time tomorrow. This just doesn’t happen in Georgia. EVER.

So why am I going to die? I forgot to go to the store for milk and toilet paper!!! OH NOEZ! Everyone (in the South) knows those are the basic survival needs!!! How will I possibly survive this atrocity?

The cold…is…setting…in. Can’t…feel…fingers… Need toilet paper….and…….milk……to survive.

Nooooooo……….

As pertains to the previous post where I totally lost my mind… I remember my second point! I was at a friend’s house the day before Christmas Eve. Well, we had the tv on the community events channel, listening to Christmas music. I look up and see that there’s a bulletin that loosely stated this:

“Come in to [church name] this Christmas if you’re struggling this holiday season. We will offer you free clothes, including child sizes, and food.”

… If you’re financially unstable to the point of needing food and clothes, are you really going to have cable tv?

Also, a recent trip to the movies  made me scratch my head a little. I was sitting there with my “man meat” watching National Treasure 2 when the hour and a half of ads came on.  About halfway through, there was this Wal*Mart ad. This little boy is shoveling out the driveway, and then goes on to shovel out an oval around his neighborhood. He gets out his bike and rides around, all the little kids in the neighborhood look at him in wonder. An older person smiles. A young girl with a snow sled smiles in absolute wonder.

So either the neighborhood is full of special need children who can’t ride bikes, or the ad was some sort of commie propaganda…

It’s been forever and a day since I’ve posted. My apologies, everyone! A few updates:

1.) My hair turned out green, not blue.

2.) Said color is almost all the way gone, then I’m dying it [[hopefully]] purple.

3.) I’m giving up percussion for bass clarinet.

4.) Bass clarinet is rather amazing, almost as amazing as my Cannonball sax.

5.) Christmas was grand!

And speaking of Christmas, several things caught my eye this holiday season. First off, you know those Salvation Army commercials? The ones that depict a small child giving a dollar to the black man who is serving as the bell ringer? The black man, getting all teary-eyed, mouths a ‘thank you’ to the little girl who smiles in return. I got to thinking, and this couldn’t be more inaccurate! I’ve realized that most small children are greedy little things who won’t give a dime, much less a dollar to anyone out of their own free will. Secondly, the Wal*Mart near me has the scary looking bell ringers: the ladies with too much perfume and makeup, the teens that look like they came straight from Juvie, and overweight people who curse under their breath when they have to move more than a centimeter. So much for good tidings and such.

Secondly…er…secondly…  You know what? I forgot what I was going to say… Oh well. I’ll think of it later.

I have naturally curly brown hair. Well, always the individual, I love to “stick out.” This past week, I bought some blue hair dye-”Turquoise Tsunami” at Hot Topic.  Since my hair is brown, I decided to bleach it first. The blonde dye I used smelled like cat pee, and the part I dyed is now a light honey-colored blonde. It looks amazing! I can’t wait to add the blue in a few minutes!!!

Maybe, if this whole blog gets enough publicity, I’ll post pics. But who knows? All I can say is blue curly hair will be killer! -dances- I’m just a little worried as to what my boyfriend will say… Oh well!

Much, much love, and Happy -slightly belated- Thanksgiving!!!

So I’m learning mallet percussion as of now… I’m an alto sax player, but percussion seems to be a lot of fun. (No, it’s not because I like banging things, either. You dirty little animal, you…) And honestly, I’m not sure what exactly I just got myself into.

If you have any advice at all on how to play and quickly learn all this mallet percussion stuff, PLEASE let me know. I’m supposed to have a bit of a pass-off playing test to see whether or not I’m “worthy” of pit. (marching band) I think Satan (band director) wants me to be able to play for her/him/it by CHRISTMAS.

So yeah… Stress? Just a little. With the Christmas concert coming up, I need to learn all of my alto sax music. Good thing I’m a ninja, though, or this may have been impossible.

I definitely beat The Phantom Hourglass last week! It was sooo incredibly easy, but I’m not on my way to collect all the ship parts and spirit gems and such. But yeah…

Life is pretty sweet. My “man-meat” loves me, I love him, and I have a cappuccino! -dances- I love being ADD, too. It never fails to either embarrass me or entertain me. Especially if I’m wearing a scarf…

Speaking of Zelda, I’ve managed to get my hands on a lot of Zelda sheet music! True, it’s for the piano, and I play the alto sax  (it’s a black Cannonball. I’ll come back to that later) but it still sounds pretty amazing!

More on that Cannonball: to a band person, to own a Cannonball is to pretty much be God. Especially if it’s black. And it’s called “The Raven.” Like this:

So yeah. This little slice of Heaven includes:

• Two Hand-Customized Necks.
• All Necks Include a Semi-Precious Stone for Enhanced Resonance. Patent Pending
• Semi-Precious Stone Keybuttons and Touch-Pieces. Patent Pending
• New Laser Engraving.
• Ribbed Construction.
• Detachable Bell and Bow.
• Annealed Body and Necks.
• Stabilizing Brace for Left Hand Spatula.
• Brass from Japan for Power Forged Keys.
• High Quality Imported Italian Pads.
• Brass Resonators with Nickel Plating.
• Blue Steel Springs.
• Upper and Lower Stack Adjustment Screws (excl. SC5)
• Double Arm - Low C, B, Bb - A (on Bari).
• Double Bell Brace on Tenor Models.
• High G on Soprano Models.
• G# and Low C# Relief Springs.
• Newly Designed Guards. Patent Pending
• Semi-Precious Stone Palm Keys with Optional Riser Heights. Patent Pending

Oooh yeah. That is my baby, and I plan on keeping it for a long, long time.  It’s brought me so much pleasure throughout the past few years…

Moving on from the conceit, remember how I  told you that I had a cappuccino? Well, I just got fourth degree burns in my mouth. Coffee=hot, hot=painful.

My recent obsession with the Zelda series is The Phantom Hourglass. This game has caused me to lose oh so many hours of sleep, and caused my hand to cramp up countless times. I am both happy and sad to report that I am almost to the point of winning the game. All I have to do is fight Bellum…

But since I’m a sick, twisted freak, I always partake in the little side-quests and such. I’m working on collecting all of the spirit gems (I need about 2 more of each until they’re maxed out) collecting ship parts, catching Neptuna,  and I’ve yet to head to Dee Ess Island to play the new game there.

Welcome to my life. If something catches my curiosity, I have to settle it. In The Four Swords, I worked on collecting all of the figurines. Why? Because I could. Also because I wanted to see all of them. In Ocarina of Time, I did all of the mini games with hopes of winning amazing prizes. I spent countless hours trying to find and kill all of the golden skulltulas…

Sick, twisted freak? Maybe. Obsessively compulsive? Just a little. Awesome game-player? You bet.  I’ve not used cheats or walkthroughs at any point in the Phantom Hourglass. That’s how amazingly awesome I am. That, and the fact that it is rather easy. The bosses are rather easy to defeat, although that one boss that looked like a crab/scorpion was a bit hard. That’s only because it turned invisible and you had to look at the top screen to see where it was going, if it was headed toward you, and you then had to use the bottom screen to look at the boss and shoot an arrow at it. This is all while trying to avoid the other smaller creatures surrounding you. I beat that boss with a fourth of a heart left! It grabbed me at half a heart, I screamed obscenities at it, and rubbed like crazy to free myself. In the split second it paused, I unleashed all hell on its tail, defeating it!

So I pretty much win. And if I were to date a Link, it would be the realistic looking one. The younger one ‘good ol round face’ just doesn’t float my boat. Besides, he’s a bit of a player, and is already married to Ruto. In Ocarina of Time, if you recall, the Zora’s Sapphire (?) was used as an engagement ring. So there. Besides, there’d be no time for me, what with him trying to save the world and all.

Ooooh! Quick question: what does the fairy of courage do? I know the power one makes your sword more powerful, the wisdom one powers up your shield, but the courage…?

So the Rocky Horror Picture Show has to be one of my all-time favorite movies/musicals ever. The acting is amazing, and who can resist The Creature of the Night? I mean, come on! Also, the Time Warp can be done to ANY song. True, you may look like an idiot doing it, but as long as you have a few other people accompanying you, and you have fun, what’s a little embarrassment? With that said, I present these pics for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy, my fellow transvestites (from transexual Transylvania-a-a-a).

Daylight savings time is one of the biggest disappointments ever in the history of life. It defeats all logic and, quite frankly, makes me slightly angry. I get up early enough as it is (the first alarm is at 4, then 4:30 and a final one at 5) and this does not help. As I gaze upon the clock, it says 7:18.

The little pessimistic elf who resides in my head (Pendergrass) tells me “Although it looks like it’s only 7:18, it’s really 8:18! You know you’re losing an hour. You know you need your sleep. Go to bed now! Go rest your devilishly good looking head on your Tootsie Roll pillow and snuggle up to your cat. It’ll be warm underneath your purple hippie blanket. You know you want to…”

And then the elf of anti-procrastination tells me I have homework to do. The procrastination elf tells me I’ll have time to do it on the bus. Anti-proc says “that’s a lie and you know it.” About this time, my absolute favorite elf of all time appears.

He’s wearing a green tunic with white tights and brown boots. He’s got blonde hair, his ears are pierced, and he’s got dazzling blue eyes. He’s oftentimes seen with a fairy floating about his head, annoying the everlasting life out of him. Link is his name… This elf is the Great Elf of Zelda. He sides with the elf of procrastination and together, they rule the world. Or at least, they cause my GPA to drop…

I dearly love the Great Elf of Zelda. He makes me so happy, yet I end up losing so much sleep because of my forbidden love with him. I really must end this relationship, yet it’s so hard… Every time I try to cage him up, he calls out in a feeble voice “come back to me. I love you! I thought what we had was special… Please! If you leave me, I’ll surely die. Don’t go… WAIT! Where are you going? You’re not…abandoning me, are you?” And nobody with a heart can walk away from that.