I'll tell me ma
when I go home
the boys won't leave
the girls alone
they'll pull my hair
and they'll steal my comb
but that's all right 
'til I go home.

I forgot I had a livejournal.
 

This semester's project is to make a 20 picture storyboard creating my own little story. I'd like to thank the Decembrists for inspiring me. Their cd the crane wife reminded me of the old japanese story. So I'm going to attempt to make my story about that. I've got a couple of ideas of where I'm going with it, but I'm not sure entirely yet.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Crane_Wife

There's one version of it.
I'm going to hunt down a few other versions of the same to try to find as many possibilities to write.

Yesterday marked my triumphant return to school. I've got 12 credit hours this semester. Small admittedly, but it's a start.
I've got Japanese 1, English 121, Psychology, and Film Studies. For the first three everything should be standard. For the last it seems I have to make a photographic storyboard for my final exam. We'll see how well that goes. I've got a large amount of good movies to watch at least. Tomorrow morning I start with Charlie Chaplin and Buster Keaton.

All right then.
I watched the departed.
Delightful film. Though it seems more italian than chinese.
Much in the way of the double/triple/quadruple crossings.
Such betrayl such deceit.
I should write a haiku about it later.
For no particular reason.

I just finished watching Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure.
I remembered that they went to One Million BC. There were Geico Cavemen.
It all makes sense now.

I really dislike the answer of fine to the question of how are you.
It's really stopped meaning anything by this point. I've seen fine mean everything from "You're in deep shit and know it" to "My wife just died how the hell do you think I feel" to "I just won a small South American country" to "Nothing good, nothing bad" to even "I hate you and have to deal with you so I am answering your question as monosyllabically as possible".
Time for some new answers to that question. Perhaps if we said what the fine meant instead of the fine then things would get along a lot better.

I have returned to the livejournal world. I've done this for 2 purposes. Firstly to keep up with a small group that I enjoy chatting with on occasion.
That means you Fuuh Dear. Secondly to place notes on something that I've decided to work on. How far this will go I'm not sure. But for the moment I'm naming it Birds are Weird after the Penny Arcade comic compilation. However my work shall not be a rehash of comics with delightful commentary, but I discourse on gender relations from my perspective. Thus the whimsical title Birds are Weird.


I shall begin this notation by describing my evening.
My friend Raphael and I were eating at Remomo's at the mall. Delightful italian restaurant. Excellent in price as well as atmosphere. While we are eating the waitress comes up to Raphael and informs him that one of the other girls working there thinks he's attractive. She asks if his number could be gotten. He agrees and provides his number. We continue with our dinner amused by this situation. Later on the girl whom said he was cute comes up and says to us. "They told you the wrong one. I want your number, not his" 

A rather odd way to put it I thought. A bit insensitive as well. However I, being currently single, gave my number anyways.
Still an odd circumstance.....