woostering: (picasso)
So, imagine you were me yesterday and had a horrid headache. It was the kind you wake up with, starts to go away, and comes back around dinnertime with a vengeance. However, after taking some tylenol (seeing as the aspirin earlier didn't do much good) and drinking about three glasses of water and my dad had done this wonderful massage-y thing to my scalp I was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for the headache to go away. I could tell it was. I was sitting clamly, focusing on my breathing because anything else would make it owrse and not better. And, since this process is kind of like meditation, my mind decided to narrate what it was noticing. I found the results somewhat fascinating.

I noticed that my glass of water, my glasses, and the tylenol bottle were all in this nice diagonal line. It's what artists refer to as an alignment, and that's what I called it because I had taken drawing first semester and learned all about them. The line from these three things then met up with one of the candleholders in the advent wreath. I couldn't tell whether or not it lined up with the corner of a stack of paper, because my glasses were off and I wasn't up to really trying to draw lines just yet. My head still hurt a bit.

I followed the alignment back and forth a while, appreciated how my glasses made a nice square shape because the part that goes over the  ears wasn't folded in. The diagonal line cut through the square not perfectly centered, but basically from the left lense to the right tip on the other side. Then I focused on the stack of paper which may or may not line up with this, and it bothered me because I'm an artistic person and my head hurt. It didn't really look like it lined up from where I was sitting, with my head in my hands, but I wasn't aout to move. Then I looked more closely (rather, as closely as I could at the moment) at the papers. They weren't stacked straight and one of the corners was bent, so I figured depending on where you were one of those corners would line up with something else on the table. I didn't try to imagine it, but I theorized that if I moved, maybe stood up and looked over the table, the corner that was bothering me might line up.

And then, because this kind of lucid thinking always comes with a revelation, I had a revelation. Alignments in real life are completely arbitrary. (No duh, you say. They're imaginary lines in the first place. Remeber I had a nasty headache at the time, okay?) An alignment could cease to exist in real life if I moved and look at the room from a different perspective. Movement removes alignments and reveals new ones. Alignments only really exist in pictures, because you can't change perspective in a picture. Sure, you could imagine quite clearly how things might look, but it'd be a completely different picture, and the alignments that held it together before would be gone.

By this point my headache was clearing and my need for semi-meditative breathing was much less, which meant that my train of thought was going to switch back to normal soon. For some reason I made a brief detour and thought a bit about the shape of out vision. I believe it's an oval. I've actually wondered about it before, because we see things within that oval of our vision but we so often put boxes around things that, by necessity, cut off part of that oval. I'm sure there's something art and psychology can or have pulled out of that.

Anyway, my final tohugh on alignments was that I much prefer and notice diagonal alignments, like the edge of the christmas tree on our fridge. Horizontal and vertical lines, and even things that are diagonal because of perspective that would be straight if you looked at them head-on don't interest me as much. I use them, and I suppose I like things that have them, but I'm drawn to lines that inherently aren't straight.

Then my headache was gone, and this bit of madness ended. I should finish cleaning my room. I should eat dinner soon too.
woostering: (Stand on your head)
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woostering: (field)

What Your Name Says About You

Your name says that you are mostly:

Fiery but unbalanced

Your name also says you are:

Passionate but flighty

Harmonious but subservient

Inspiring but melodramatic

Alright, I can see that. Particularly the harmonious and inspiring ones.
Clearly, I am bored and have nothing better to do. Actually, I've got a history test to study for, but... meh. After dinner.
woostering: (death shrub)
Wow. DucKon was awsome. So, I shall start at the beginning... sorta...

Life is not complete untill you have heard Zelda being played by two huge electric capacitors (I think capacitors).

Enter the Tesla Coils. The Singing Tesla Coils. They also played Mario, 2001, Nutcracker, and Mortal Kombat. It's just so cool. And pretty. And then, one of the guys put on a basically chainmail suit and stood between them with various lightbulbs, CDs, neon tubes, a piece of glass that shattered, a 2x4 with a line of graphite, and a garden gnome (which sadly survived).

And then, the most hilariously bad movie in the world: Turkish Star Wars. This movie will destroy your brains cells, with certainty. It get it's name from the fact that the entire beginning space battles are composed of Star Wars IV clips cut and pasted together, without a cinescop lense so the death star is sorta egg-shaped. They also have lots of stock fotage of aurora borealis, egypt, and the inside of a church, which they used to explain Islam (which was led by the last prophet Muhammed to the Savior Jesus). It gets better.
The music comprises of Star Wars, Indiana Jones, Battlestar Galactica, and Flash Gordon, and Star Trek incidentals. As one woman said, it's almost worth watching to play 'name that soundtrack'. She also pointed out that Turkey had very few, if any, copyright laws.
The mummies are made with toilet paper, and the monsters from shag carpet with felt claws. And everyone else wears cardboard, even the evil magician who looks like the guy from 300. I kept expecting him to say "This is SPARTAAAA!". The heroes crashed on a planet where everyone was poor except the Evil Magician, the chick with blonde hair, lipstick, and a miniskirt, and the Wise Old Man. They all die (covered in ketchup) to let said heroes escape and are alive and well to cheer the remaining one in the end. There is a training montage with rocks and dirt and a springboard just below camera: (look they stole from Jackie Chan too)
There is something about a sword and a brain which must be used to both thwart the Evil MAgician and save one of the suddenly 13 pieces of the earth. The sword is clearly made of cardboard and the blade resembles a hedge trimmer. And in the end, the hero flies away, in the Millennium Falcon. ???
Oh, but the best part was when they were explaining how a shield was buil around the earth using the power of "brain and will", and the enimies could not get through the brain shield because they had no brains.

I also went to a few useful things and got to see a lot of birds. And made a blinkie. All in all, a well spent weekend.
woostering: (field)
... I is bored. Blame my father.

Sadly it's out of sync, but hey.

Oh, and my dad registered for Duckon, so that should be fun.
woostering: (Death santa)
 Aparrently, "crapulous" is a word. Don't know why it's so funny but it is. Means "sick by intemperance related to drunkeness". Just thinking of it makes me laugh.


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May. 2nd, 2007 07:31 pm
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So here is a random funny joke.

Three dumb blonde dudes were standong one one side of a river and couldn't get across.  So the first one prayed to god to make him smart enough to get across.  So god turned him into a brown-haired guy and he swam across.  The second one prayed to make him smarter than the first and get across.  So god turned him into a darker haired man than the first and he buit a boat and rowed across.  The last one prayed to be the smartest of the three.  So god turned him into a woman and she walked across the bridge.

lawlz to all.


Apr. 21st, 2007 04:54 pm
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Ahhh.  I finished my essay for English.  YaY!

It was a sort of depressing opinion essay about the death penalty...

But I'm done now so I can do something else.


huh?  Where the hell did that come from?!?

Why is my dad watching lacross?  *sigh*


...Can't wait for tonights episode of Robin Hood...

*Hark my randomness doth sing
Glory tooo confuusing!*

...Man, my brain is a mess.  I mean, the cats and dogs are living together, the ships deflector shield is warding off a rouge necromancer, and everything keeps flashing in colors cycadellicly... interspersed with random people and memories... It's a wonder I can think at all XD.



Mar. 12th, 2007 07:29 pm
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So I sit here wondering what to do.

"I feel a song coming on!
       NO! NO song!  It would be a great pity to have survived the Turk only to be a few miles from home and killed by your own master!

...You know, a smaller man would be ofended.  A smaller man would be wounded-
        And a cleverer a man would sing fewer songs."

You know, I love BBC.  Even if they make us wait  a year to get doctor who...

Hmm... we finished our pig dissection.  In bio we were dissecting a fetal pig.  Brenna and I did all the work 'cuz Rachel and Jenny couldn't stand to touch it.  Although there was something wrong with ours.  There was something whitish adn grainy but hard in it's stomach... wich there shouldn't have been because it was unborn...  But apparently a pig's anatomy is the closest to a human's.  Hey, at least it's more interesting than a worm.
what else...

Dude, third quarter is over.  I'm three quarters of the way done with my freshman year of highschool...
HELP!!! nonono this is wierd and way to fast.....


...hmm.  *must maintain sense of optimisim*




Feb. 13th, 2007 08:15 am
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apparently praying to the snow gods worked.


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