SCROLL DOWN FOR RABBITNESS.
The Chaos Around Me<body><script type="text/javascript">
function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) {
if(window.addEventListener) {
window.addEventListener("load",
function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false);
} else {
window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; });
}
}
</script>
<iframe src="http://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID=13990106&blogName=The+chaos+around+me&publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&navbarType=BLACK&layoutType=CLASSIC&homepageUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fchaoticleporid.blogspot.com%2F&blogLocale=en_US&searchRoot=http%3A%2F%2Fchaoticleporid.blogspot.com%2Fsearch" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" height="30px" width="100%" id="navbar-iframe" title="Blogger Navigation and Search"></iframe>
<div></div>
Thursday, July 09, 2009
THE EVERPRESENT SCHEDULE-POST
10th July - ice skating whee
11th July - Unspeakable Plans (nyehehehehehe, etc)
All papers over. Whee.
~evil doth the rabbit flow...
Messily scrawled by Tibbar de Gniw at 11:59 PM
Saturday, July 04, 2009
First paper over.
And utter bullshit it was.
For reference:
Adelle: Lolita and When Rabbit Howls - next week
Steph: Middlesex and Neverwhere - unstated
Hippo: Wicked and Grotesque - um. You can keep them if you promise me Mario Badescu lotion >_> And send it to me and all. >_>
Guh, headachy.
I keep forgetting it's a Saturday.
Sleepy~~~
~evil doth the rabbit flow...
Messily scrawled by Tibbar de Gniw at 6:24 PM
Thursday, June 25, 2009
............yeah.
(chorus) There's a zombie on your lawn There's a zombie on your lawn There's a zombie on your lawn We don't want zombies on the lawn
I know your type: tall, dark, and dead You want to bite all the petals off of my head And then eat the brains of the one who planted me here
I'm just a sunflower but see me power an entire infantry You like the taste of brains we don't like zombies
I used to play football Road cones protect my head I have a screen-door shield We are the undead
(repeat chorus)
Maybe it's time to reevaluate I know you have a lot of food on your plate Brains are quite rich in cholesterol
You're dead so it doesn't matter, Instead we'll use this solar power to make a lawn defense at any hour
I like the tricycle There's butter on my head I'm gonna eat your brains
(repeat chorus)
~evil doth the rabbit flow...
Messily scrawled by Tibbar de Gniw at 9:37 PM
Aggression
Winnee's class today was highly entertaining. More so than usual, if I may say so. I guess the best thing about Social Psych is how wonderfully applicable to everyday life it is.
I would like to make a note here about how nice underwear can affect your affect.
It's nice that I'm starting to be normalish, at least the bits of normal that I find nice. For example, the ice skating. And the possibility of being asked to go along when certain classmates go for a movie or something. Mmmm, yes. Normalcy.
And of course, I do hope I'll get that internship position, though they say there's not much chance of NOT getting it. It's just helping out at Careersense for the testing, but hey, why not? =D
And.........I think I'm gonna go sleep. Meow.
~evil doth the rabbit flow...
Messily scrawled by Tibbar de Gniw at 4:38 PM
Saturday, June 20, 2009
I do not have H1N1
I don't have a fever, even. So there.
I just need more rest, that's all. Sleep. And stuff. And to stop worrying. And perhaps to stop gardening. lol
And why am I looking at photos of race queens again? Oh, right, masochism. This urge to torture myself with images of women who look good for a living. Mmmmm, torture. =_=
By all rights I should go sleep, but I think I've actually spent most of today sleeping, which is a change, since usually I would spend more time moping online. Hm, maybe I really am sick. BUT NOT H1N1 DAMMIT.
Anyway, I finished the Graveyard Book today. While I still don't get what the Jacks of All Trades are for, and who they work for, and what they do, etc, I like it quite a bit. Still, I'd choose American Gods or Neverwhere over it any day. But then, it seems aimed at a younger target audience, so I can't blame Gaiman for writing it in a more simple way.
Which somehow reminds me of the non-Discworld Pratchett book I was reading in Amcort Mall the other day: Nation. Hm. I wonder how it ends.
Aaaaaaaaaand the music from Plants vs Zombies is STILL playing in my head. >_>
I wonder where Steph is... whomping zombies? D:
Tonight seems a busy night... May the revelers for Ms Y have a good time. Mmm, just as well I'm not there, I guess. I'm half-dead as it is. No point being half-dead there. *flops over and dies*
So, hippo. I'm posting. How about you? Ate yet? 8D Tell me when you want me to drag you to college with me, kay? I'm gonna play solitaire or something.
~evil doth the rabbit flow...
Messily scrawled by Tibbar de Gniw at 10:11 PM
Friday, June 19, 2009
Melting rabbit.
Like Dali's clocks, really. But then, the heat is that bad.
So........
I have a flu. It's nothing new. What is there to do but to sit and feel blue.
HIROHITO STRIKES BACK
Or not.
We did him in and all, but forgot to send him in. Blur Steph. =P
And.........
I don't know what else to post. lol
I guess it is a landmark event that the night before an assignment is due, I'm not rushing like mad to get it done. Because I've actually finished it. More than 24 hours before it's due.
I'm sure it's nothing groundbreaking to most, but to me, it's an achievement. It's a testament to the fact that counseling does work. Though, as the Fairy Godmother said, I guess counseling is like hypnotism: You need to know that you're undergoing it, plus WANT to be affected by it. Which is why it worked for me, really, because hell, I didn't want to want to kill myself. Yes, I wanted to have two "want to"s in that sentence. Live with it.
I have a bad flu. My nose is utterly blocked. I can't sleep with my nose blocked, therefore I am still awake. I have class at 8. Whee.
And I think I've injured my throat by doing something that, in hindsight, was a bad idea: with a sore throat, slight fever, and blocked nose, I had Curry-flavored Maggi. Now, the point is that for the short while I was eating, my nose unblocked. But now it's back to the blocked state and I'm worried I may have permanently damaged my throat.
Thank goodness tomorrow I'm evaluating, not presenting.
~evil doth the rabbit flow...
Messily scrawled by Tibbar de Gniw at 4:53 AM
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeewh
Such a day to lie about and be lazy. Mmmm, Odin.
Went to SD club to eat and retrieve mom (eventually; we waited for her quite a bit) and the water looked so pretty................... I hope the pool will still be empty later when I drive her there to collect her car from the car wash.
*melts*
~evil doth the rabbit flow...
Messily scrawled by Tibbar de Gniw at 2:37 PM
..(\/) ..( ' ') c( , ,) Name: Tibbar de Gniw Age: 19 Birthday: 5th of January Horoscope: Capricornus Country: M'sia Location: Confluence of Mud Stress Level: Levels of everything are relative. Mood:
