In which I am at a loss for words.

I don't know what to say. Really. This is going to be a pointless, short, post. Just to let you guys know I'm okay. Tihi.

One real thing, though: I put up a fanfic on ff.net, and someone favourite me. I'm happy. Made my day. Week. Whatever.

Also, I'm planning world domination soon. So beware.

G'night.

In which there is mucho fangirly-ness.

Many squees today. First: Howl Jenkins. He is the bestestest drama queen EVER. Sophie is the perfect match for him. Sophie is amazing, too. I love 'em to death. You need to read Diana Wynne Jones. Beeteeduhbs, Howl's from Howl's Moving Castle. 

Next.

Gabriel. Oh my Julian. Squee. He is... is... the best. Ever. Read Dark Visions by L. J. Smith NOW.

How I Met Your Mother next. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay Barney! "Yeah. I have a whip guy." *wwch!wink*

The Cosby Show, too. Still cracks me up.

The Muppet Show 'Wild Thing'. See here.  Love drums!

Also; Ash. <3 And Morgead! To understand, see Night World, by L. J. Smith.

The next thing. A quick summary of The Golden Compass by Philip Pullman.

So, y'all have seen the movie, right? So, after it leaves off, all happy in the aero-whatchamacallit, they go see Lord Asriel. By the way, at the beginning of the book, the Master of Jordan College tries to tell Lyra something as he gives her the alethiometer, but is cut off by someone knocking on the door. He says something like: "You need to give--" and was, of course, cut off, as I said earlier. Lyra always thinks he means give Asriel the alethiometer. In actuallity, he means to say that Asriel needs a child. Lyra, not knowing this, brings Roger, and Asriel, thinking Roger is said kid, sacrifices him. So, Roger dies. Lyra goes through the portal to another world; the world with Ci'gazze, aka, Citigazze, also the world of the Spektors. Then The Subtle Knife starts.

That;s because my friend is reading The Subtle Knife and hasn't read the Golden Compass.

G'night. Stuffy nose.

In which school has started.

Oh, what a dreaded day, when school starts! No one enjoys the first days of school. Unless you do.

On a random note: I'm watching The Cosby Show. I've never seen it before. My mom thought, when she was little, that she was like the littlest Cosby, and the rest of her four siblings were each their own people. It's funny so far. Like the Fresh Prince of Bel Air, but not. Y'know?

I've been reading The Kill by L J Smith. Oh. My. Julian. How can he (MAJOR SPOILER!!!) DIE??? Oh my bajeesus. I hate Tom! He's an evil little twit, and no one likes him, except Jenny. And Jenny doesn't count. 'Cause she's Tom-and-Jenny. And would have been better with Julian. Bah!

I started The Lives of Christopher Chant by Diana Wynne Jones, but got distracted by Leviathan by Scott Westerfeld, author of the Uglies series.

I love Millie, The Living Asheth. She's amazing. Funny. And Millie.

This blog post is short.

Shall I eleborate on The Kill or The Hunter or The Chase? I think I shall.

Julian. Drool-worthy.

Jenny. Good heroine. Too attached to Evil Tom.

Dee. Amazing. Look-alike of Nefertiti. My favourite character in the series.

Audrey. She improves throughout the books. I like her by The Kill.

Michael. Hilarious. A great guy. I imagine him looking like the dude from Reality Bites and You've Got Mail. A cocker-spaniel like person, in my opinion.

Tom. I hate him. He's so... so... BLEH! And BLEH!

Tomorrow, I'm getting Dark Visions from my friend. I lent her The Forbidden Game.

I think it's bigger by now. The Cosby Show cracks me up.

Book: Leviathan, Scott Westerfeld.
Music: Goodbye Toby, it's been niiiiice! Hope you find your, paradiiiiise! -Michael Scott to Toby for his goodbye party
Mood: Laughing? Math homework.

In which I read Graceling and the manga Maximum Ride.

Graceling.

Graceling is incredibly well written. The characters are amazing, the plot is good (but a little confusing... what's the problem?), and Kristen Cashore is brilliance.

It's funny, reading the book, after reading her blog and about how she got to write it. For instance, she used VRC (Voice Recognition Software) to 'dictate' the book from her notes, because she has something in her fingers which makes it hurt like heck if she types/anything like that too much. And Po reminds me, in some ways, of Alpha (see post below). Which makes sense, because I heard about Alpha, Matthew, and Frankie, from her.

I love Katsa.

I have to say, I prefer 'wild' Katsa to 'Po' Katsa. By the end of the book, she's... not the same. she's changed. Which is good, in a way, I suppose. But it's like Lyra; I like her Pre-Will better. In the end of the Amber Spyglass, Lyra compares herself about what she'd do with her new-found ability of distance from Pantalaimon. Old Lyra, she thinks, would show off and scare the children. But Will taught me the values of silence. (Those aren't the right words. Just a brief example, I suppose you'd call it.) Bleh. Show off to 'em, Lyra, I say/think!

Also.

Maximum Ride... manga. Brilliant, right? Right.

I've been having a Max craving for weeks now, and finally, I can sate my hunger. That's a terrible metaphor. I love Nudge. Who doesn't love Nudge? Iggy, too. Iggy is great. Angel... bugs me. Gazzy is awesome. And, of course, Max. And Fang... Actually, I'd most likely choose someone else, but Fang. Iggy? (Y'know what I hate? People who pair up Iggy, and Nudge. Terrible. PERVERTS!) No Total yet.

My (and my friend's) Maximum Ride Hate List:

JEB.
Brigid.
Angel.

We like Ari. He's fine. It ends up. But JEB... c'mon, man, choose a side already!! And go Max for not trusting the idiot!

I love Dr Martinez, though. Ella's cool. Not as flock-ey, though. I don't think she'd last as a bird kid. Sorry, gal. She freaked at the sight of the bullet wound Max got from those meanies who tried to get Ella, and who Max saved her from. Bah!

Mood: Satisfied?
Music: The song playing on the radio right now, about the hand jive.
Book: Graceling, by Kristen Cashore/Maximum Ride, volume one, by James Patterson; manga-ness by Narae Lee