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+Drove to Santa Rosa, New Mexico on Monday night. Stayed in the worst Motel 6 ever. Didn't sleep, at all.

+My sister and I switched out on driving Tuesday. I took over again at Albuquerque and drove to the Arizona border. Woo! New state that I had never visited. Upon driving into it, wasn't so impressed. Looks about as ugly, scenery wise, as Texas.

+So Flagstaff, Arizona was pretty cool. I mean, there were some mountains and pine trees. More my type of landscape. We stayed Tuesday night in Williams, Arizona which reminded me a lot of Ruidoso, New Mexico.

+Someone thought it would be cool to go to the Grand Canyon. (I'm not taking blame for that one...) I wasn't all that in to it really, tbh.  I mean, it was pretty but I lost interest fast. Plus there were two dogs with us so..arg. Never take dogs on a car ride.

+I had a mini heart attack when I saw that we were 300 miles from Los Angeles at one point in our trip. I thought about Paley Fest and Lisa Edelstein and Hugh Laurie and then cursed my luck for going into the wrong damn state.

+Vegas wasn't what I thought nor imagined. (Wow, this really sounds like I am bitching about the whole thing) We didn't get to go down the strip though because we were still 8 hours from where we were supposed to be going. The Hoover Dam was also anticlimatic because it was tore the fuck up. I wanted Megatron to storm out of there like on the movie. Instead, I just settled for an ice cream Snickers and a few photos.

+After Vegas, there is NOTHING. Well, essentially nothing. I was getting car dementia/caged animal syndrome about an hour after we left Vegas.

+I still haven't been into downtown Reno. My sister is living on a outskirt called Sparks. We spent the entire day moving her massive amount of shit and her doing her decorating tangent. I sat around and plugged in the Sex in the City movie, which is a couple of hours I will never get back of my life. I really didn't know what to do while she was arranging things how she wanted it. Isn't my house. Doubt I will be here but maybe once a year, if that. I kind of want to punch her in the uterus for moving this far away. She is really the only person I hang out with/talk to. Her role in my life doubles as sister/best friend. I almost cried today while sitting on her couch. 1500 miles sucks! But meh, whatever. Her husband is from here, so if this will make her happy, then I will be happy for her. I just hope she eventually comes back to Texas.

+Other than that, I am pretty sure I may be stuck here for a while. The people in charge of getting my plane ticket have not done so yet. I mean, I don't want to leave my sister. But on the other hand, I just want to go and sleep in my bed for a week. Hopefully tomorrow will just be a day of chill. Saturday, they all want to go to Lake Tahoe. And then someone mentioned San Fransisco some time later. I am seriously wacked out from lack of sleep and two hour time change. (Lame of me, I know)

Golden Girls fanfiction on fanfic.net.

Here is a summary for the story:

When Blanche is caught jerking off rose joins & dicided to pleaser herself also... and gets more freaky



Not only could I not get past the "jerking off" line, it got worse when when I saw the bad spelling. I think I peed myself a little. Or I might have been Lizzing a bit.

It makes me look more interesting than I really am =p

(thanks to cutting_onions for the banner!)

OMFG, my three favorite people all in a picture together. Credit goes to anascully, I think. Regardless, it isn't my picture and I am not trying to take credit for it. I just thought it was too freaking awesome not to post. I about had a heart attack when I saw it.

<3 <3 <3

GOD, I love House and Bones so hard.

So...I am standing out in the middle of some fucking field, updating my journal via phone. It is freezing! Seriously, I live in Texas. It is supposed to be warm. And the line to the door for Disturbed is sooo long. I guess I am used to going to things in Abilene and being front and center. I am missing Bones :( Anyway, that is all for now. My fingers are too numb to type out much more on this shitty phone.

EDIT: Okay, so after getting back home at 3 and waking up at 10, I still am mad about last night. 40 dollars for tickets and what, 12 out of 13 members of the three bands are too damn good to come out and sign autographs? Long story short: Disturbed, Sevendust, and most of Skindred suck. Except for the lead singer of Skindred who was such a sweetheart and signed my cd booklet and thanked me for coming to the show. He was so nice.

I don't know. I just hate it when people are divas and think they are too good to spread the love back to their fans. I will say that I have met some really cool people though, like most of Nonpoint and Ill Nino, (plus the Skindred guy) When bands come out and shake hands and snap photos, it makes me feel good about buying their albums. From now on, Disturbed and Sevendust get torrented.

No, seriously. I do. It is just almost two months away. But nobody likes a math geek.

Anyway, I was watching Entertainment Tonight (For pure shits and giggles because let's be real: That show is a joke) LOW AND BEHOLD, WHAT DO I SEE?


I am by no means a photoshop wizard. In fact, the times I tried to make icons, I sucked it up bad. Long story short, would some kind soul make me an icon using that picture? I just want the colors sort of played with and no writing. I would love you forever.

Also, thanks to jukebox_grad for the screen cap.


Just a side note: Never become a teacher. It is way too expensive. 120 dollars for a pedagogy test and 77 dollars to get my teaching certificate. Add in another 145 for my college diploma, 15 for fingerprinting, and who knows how much for my content area test. This is ridiculous.

OMGLISAEDELSTEINILOVEYOU.



I would change for her. =)

I am getting a House t-shirt to help support NAMI (National Alliance on Mental Health) My connections to mental health issues are pretty strong and this is one thing I really want to help support. (Except I am getting a guy's T. I don't like the way they do the baby-doll cut on womens. /gag)

My mom is bi-polar and I just think there have been wonderful leaps and bounds in getting people educated on what it is all about. She is embarrassed by it and worries that people with think she is "manic" all the time. I guess I don't understand because I don't personally have it. But I just want her to know I support her and everyone else that has it.

I pooped a month away. I mean, basically. I did nothing, went nowhere, and got little accomplished this Christmas break. I did manage to read about four books. (Breaking Dawn, 11 Minutes, Brida, By the River Piedra I Sat and Wept) I also knocked out four seasons of CSI: NY. Apparently I am a rampant shipper or something (since I don't get enough loving irl, I suppose I have to live vicariously through tv) so I found another couple I like: Stella Bonasera and Mac Taylor. I don't see that one happening though.

School is about to start for me for the last time. I have to take my teacher certification test and content area test, then I can teach high school English in the state of Texas. I am not sure how excited I am about all of it really. Things now are so geared toward teaching to the TAKS test, I am not sure I even care. I am sure I will find something though....

Yay for Bones being back this Thursday! Yay for House being on Monday! THERE IS HUDDY!SEX to be had and I am waiting for it like a good child. *grin* I am so impatient though.

I have come to the conclusion today that I am a person who loves to fidget. And by that, I mean that I have a short attention span and then my anxiety levels go through the roof. I've been trying to just sit here all freaking day and it is killing me. Changing from teaching to not teaching is tough. I wonder how I ever got through 12 years of public education and another 6 in college. Monday is my last day I have to physically be here. So, two more days of sitting for 8 hours, just observing.

On a totally unrelated note:

Why am I excited for the moment in this picture, especially since I am so mad at House right now? I have no idea. His eyes look thoughtful though and I hope that no one else is in the room with him while he and Cuddy are talking. I want the show to go off for the break with a happy note to leave my Huddy heart on. Here's to all my Huddies and to grander things than the sad boob grab this week.

And, for the life of me, I can't figure out why he hasn't jumped her yet. She's hot. Smoking hot!

Found this just now and it amuses the hell out of me.

TVGuide.com: House has been so busy with his candidates, we haven't gotten as much of Cuddy lately. Will we see more of her soon?
Lisa Edelstein: It's still pretty much focused on the new team, and it just starts becoming more of the regular construction of the episodes after Episode 9 [airing Nov. 27]. But then... everyone went on strike, so we've only got up till Episode 12 in the can, so Cuddy won't be sleeping with House unless we get the writers back. So I'm out there picketing.

TVGuide.com: It would be quite something if the two of them got it on!
Edelstein: I'm all for Cuddy having sex sometime this season, so honk if you want to see my boobs.

-If I were in L.A. then, I would have parked my car and stuck the horn on permanent blare.

I'm just sayin'.....

Oh, Lisa Edelstein. I would so be gay with you. Why? Take a look:

Total hotness! I'd probably be gay for Emily Deschanel too...but right now, I am not as obsessed with her. Is it odd to feel that way? Perhaps so.

ROFL. I have to go with el chupacabra. I guess most of it has to do with the region I live in (West Texas) and the Hispanic culture has a large influence on the life around here. Granted, I have never had the privilege (?) of chatting it up with a believer (and I myself don't believe) but it would be nice to talk about it with someone.

Plus, I always hear Scully's words in my head as well: "It's not that Mexican goat sucker either."
(Bad Blood, everyday it's Bad Blood)

Good stuff.

Oh, HAI. Yeah, I'm still sick. I went to the convenience store this morning and bought Aleve and cough drops. (which you know had been sitting there forever because convenience stores never restock anything.) I looked like a drug bandit walking out the door with my sack of medicine and a sugary coffee.

It's another day of zero sunshine as well, and while I mostly love that fact, days such as this make me want to be a bum and lay in bed all day. But I can't because the future leaders of America need an education. Woo. Speaking of which, my university supervisor is supposed to show up 7th period and tell me what a crap job I am doing. Hmph. I think my idea is bitchin' but who knows how it will turn out. On a similar note, I also did a cool thing with the 10th grade in which they are creating pod casts for a story they read. If they would put forth some effort, the activity could be really fun.

I am thinking that I have stepped off of the Booth and Brennan shipper wagon for Bones. It has become tiring to watch them and I am getting the feeling that they would just make better friends in the end. *plays Taps* I was such a hardcore shipper for them and Mulder and Scully, so I am not sure how this all happened.

I'm hungry. And I should go.

I feel...like hell.


Being sick is ftl. I feel like something burrowed into my chest and set off a bomb from the inside. I haven't been sleeping, so today I am dragging all kinds of ass. And in two hours and five minutes, I have to get up and teach three classes of loud high schoolers. It's these rainy, ikcy feeling days that I wish I were still in school so it would be okay for me to not show up.

Gravy makes things taste better.

That is all.

So, I have been working through my homework at an agonizingly slow pace. (because I am still halfway lazy and getting over being a college student bum) Part of my teacher prep course requires me to read sample papers of other people's work, dealing with a poetry writing prompt. Reading them has been making my eyes cross. I know I have been doing this stuff for the last six years, learning how to write an academic paper. Most of my experience has been with analysis of literature though, not poetry.

When I write my poetry, I do not think of rhyme or rhythm. I don't think about couplets or quatrains or stanzas. And to be perfectly honest, I don't even remember what a freaking quatrain is. My conclusion? I am going to have to go back and study poetry elements just so I can remember wtf iambic means.

So what is my point? THE POINT is that I am spazzing out, worrying that maybe I am not as smart as these faceless beings who had more guidance in their education perhaps than I did. When I look back, who REALLY helped me learn how to write?

1) Thanks to Dr. Schonberg. He taught me to pick apart language and arrange it to where it makes people sound smarter than they are. 2) Thanks to Dr. Gates. She taught me the art of the lesson plan and how to push myself creatively when it comes to what I teach and how I teach it. Without her, I would be mostly lost. I mean, more than I am anyway.

On another note, I wish I could be Bobby Flay for a day and throwdown! with my university super. Something about her just irks the crap out of me. I think it may be the condescending look she gives me because, let's be real-I look like a hippy teacher compared to the older folks roaming around here.

Bleh.

For my final thought, I got a Scully haircut without intentionally trying to. I don't look as fly as her. *pokes icon* Ah, those were the days.

Title: It’s the Weather

Plot: Based on moments of time for Mulder and Scully, this is a journey through their relationship pertaining to weather related events. Really, you’ll see.

Rating: T (for totally awesome =p ) Some language and sensitive
situations will be a part of this story I imagine.

Disclaimer: Why does anyone ever put these? Anyway, not mine yadda yadda. I am still all for the Mulder and Scully Happy Meal though. Who should we write to? Imagine pulling out the Flukeman from your box of happiness. *snickers*

Spoilers: Series=over. Watch it, k?

Notes: I haven’t written any fan-fic in ages. I love feedback, so let me know how I am faring. (cse_tx_2000@yahoo.com)

( And so it began )

So, my layout was made by this super talented person named Sarah or lj user=uncreativ.

I seriously haven't had a layout as cool as this stuff. I am nowhere near talented enough to know how to put together one of these things. Gah, I barely knew how to put it on my page. So, get to know the awesomeness of uncreative and bask in the beautiful faces of Emily Deschanel and David Boreanaz and Booth and Brennan.

My love to you forever uncreativ! <3

Crystal aka Lucid

OMG, love this freaking show. I have a ton of favorite episodes, but my favorite has to be "Milagro." There was angst, action, a writer. (which appeals to my nerdy english major side) It was the best of the best for The X-Files for me.

I have had an amazing experience being a part of The X-Files fandom, meeting some great people and having countless hours talking about the show and being excited for the movie "I Want to Believe." The X-Files have given some of the best moments of my life.