I turned in my Petition to Declare for my Anthropology major today, which was single handedly the most amazing and nerve-wracking experience of my life. Worse than turning in college apps. or sending the in little card saying yes, I am going to attend Berkeley in the Fall.

It's kind of scary to know that I'll wake up tomorrow an Anthropology major, all shiny and official, but I can't wait! I've been waiting for this day since I was a little kid!

My Classics declaration will come in the Fall, making my need to be Berkeley's own Hermione Granger nearly complete.

In Other News: Crewed for the Yountville fireworks show yesterday with a gaggle of Cannoneers and a few friends. Hours out in the sun next to a giant festering shit pit at the water reclmation facility was so worth it for the 15 min. show we set off. Nothing beats playing with explosives on a hot day in Ju-ly!

It's hard for my to sum up what I'm feeling right now, and I'll admit to feeling a little silly, since in the end its about a TV show for frak's sake!

That being said, it is hard for me to imagine waking up tomorrow in a world where there no longer is a show called Battlestar Galactica, just that there was a show called Battlestar Galactica. I'm 19 now, and I was 13, may be 14 when it came on. BSG has been there through my roughest years, and was a show and a fan community who I came to know and love dearly. Come midnight tonight, it'll all be over.

Sure, the fans will still be there and I always have the DVDs and Caprica and The Plan, etc., etc., but when push comes to shove, there will never again be a new episode of RDM's BSG. No more Starbuck and Apollo drama, no more sexy cylons, no more head!Six and head!Baltar, no Tamoh looking fine, or Ellen Tigh drunkalogues. While I have complete confidence in RDM and his team to give Galatica the ending it deserves, I'm proud to say I've been there since day one and immensly sad to see it end.

I could not have asked for a better show to have during my teenage years. The stark humanity gave me chills at times, but was the sounding board to the outside world that I didn't have anywhere else, and so was a major influence in shaping my view of the world. As I leave my teen years behind, BSG leaves me. Then again, all of this has happened before, and all of this will happen again.

Thank you so much Ron, and Mrs. Ron, and everyone involved in BSG. My Fridays just won't be the frakking same without you.

So Say We All.

Sometimes I'm forced to step back form myself and re-evaluate the relationships that I have chosen to make precedent in my life. Every time I do, I question myself, my motives and what it is that I expect from the people closest to me. Every time I question myself, I find myself with fewer answers than I did before, and more confusion that I need right now.

Its strange to question where you stand with someone. Am I the best friend or the nagging girl? How can you say one thing but treat me like the other, or treat me like nothing at all until you need me for something? More importantly, why do I let myself be the Grace to his Will when at times it just feels like I'm the Jack and everyone just tolerates me for the time being. Or am I the Karen, "living" as she does because she doesn't know what she'd do if she stopped being what everyone expected her to be?

I could really use for it to be 2009.

Hey Honesty,

I guess I have to thank you for being well...so damn honest, but now I'm more confused than ever. I guess I'm not Pam anymore and he isn't Jim, but now we're Will and Grace and I'm surprisingly comforted by that fact.

Sincerely,
Me.

I'm finally going to honest with myself.

I could really use of the election to be over with right this very instant. I know that it will all be done with tomorrow, but that also means that I get to live through weeks of elation or depression depending on how tomorrow turns out. What ever the result, only half of my room here at Berkeley will be pleased since my roomie and I stand on opposite sides of the political spectrum. November 4th only means that the campaign is over, but it still means that I have to hear about all this election crap from now until AT LEAST February. Uggh....

Also, I've had my fourth dream where Sarah Palin and I go on a picnic and I end up dressed as a moose with a target on my chest. I can't keep having those dreams and be expected to function like a normal person.

I think I've finally found it, the plot to my first serious movie.

It isn't going to be some deep, mind-hardening drama or anything like that, it is going to be a comedy, but it is going to be gold!

Alright, lets see....since I last posted, I have done as close to nothing as seems physically possible.

Literally, I am amazing at Dead RIsing now, become quite handy with GTA IV and watched every damn episode of Hogan's Heroes. I am well versed in zombies, East Europeans and the workings of inept Nazis and their oh-so-clever GI prisoners. The level of lulz that exists within that one show almost make up for the fact that I was really bummed about Bob Crane being murdered, which to me was upsetting because there is literally no possibility of a Hogan's Heroes reunion episode of any kind.

...well, that and the fact that most of the rest of the cast are now dead as well.


My eyes don't burn like lazers anymore, they're just sorta dry but I can see 20/20. to put it in perspective, I haven't been able to see 20/20 since some time in kindergarten. In a few minutes of lazer mc-zappey zaps, and then a few days/weeks of ouchy mc-oucheys and bada-bing, bada-boom I can see like a frickin' racehorse/FBI special agent.

I aw both Dark Knight AND the X-Files movie. Loved them both for different fan girly reasons. I mean, as awesome as DK was, it was lacking a certain former FBI Special Agent duo, who I totally love, and have loved since early elementary school.

At the end of the day, Mulder and Scully = awesome. pure awesome.

uggh...my eyes burn.

damn lasers, made me see but now my eyes will burn with the fire of a thousand suns for a few days...

omfg.

East Coast feed T.V. i <3 you.

AP Biology you are the bane of my existence. Curse you and your protein kinases!

Totally in love with the "Across the Universe" soundtrack!

(ps. I know that is cam out months ago, but I just got it.)

Also! I finally am getting das lazerz in mai eyeballs. Huzzah! No moar contacts and/or glasses for me! No moar looking like blind!Pam when I have my contacts out and I need to write something down!

The Ides of March.

Terrifying and deadly, or pretty frickin' awesome?

I'm going to go with awesome because it isn't every March 15th that you find out you go into UC Berkeley!

Go Golden Bears!

I just bought a hamburger phone on eBay.

Greatest purchase of 2007. It is replacing the one I had when I was little, who's top sits in my closet since the rest got smashed by my mom's station wagon when I was eleven.

Thank you Juno for reminding of how fun a food shaped phone can be.

Ever had one of those moments when you realize that your current life situation is oddly reminiscent of a tv show character's??

Yeah, totally just had one of those moments. I am Pam, and the world I'm living in is the Office...bad? good? I have no idea.

These are the top 106 books most often marked as "unread" by LibraryThing's users (as of today, 30 September 2007). As usual, bold what you have read, italicise what you started but couldn't finish, and strike through what you couldn't stand. Underline those you've read more than once. Add an asterik to those on your to-read list.

Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
Anna Karenina
Crime and Punishment (Ah 10th grade English, how I miss you.)
Catch-22
One Hundred Years of Solitude**
Wuthering Heights
The Silmarillion
Life of Pi : a novel
The Name of the Rose
Don Quixote
Moby Dick (Take that Melville! I really enjoyed this one.)
Ulysses
Madame Bovary
The Odyssey
Pride and Prejudice
Jane Eyre
A Tale of Two Cities  (Dickens and I share our birthday, I felt obligated. Not really a favorite....)
The Brothers Karamazov
Guns, Germs, and Steel: the Fates of Human Societies
War and Peace*** ( It is lurking on my bookshelf, just waiting to be sorta half-assed into)
Vanity Fair
The Time Traveler's Wife*
The Iliad
Emma
The Blind Assassin
The Kite Runner
Mrs. Dalloway*
Great Expectations (The South Park version is much better.)
American Gods
A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius
Atlas Shrugged*
Reading Lolita in Tehran : a memoir in books
Memoirs of a Geisha
Middlesex
Quicksilver
Wicked : the life and times of the wicked witch of the West
The Canterbury Tales
The Historian : a novel
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Love in the Time of Cholera* (I'll come back to it eventually...)
Brave New World   (It was like 3 stories at once, which can be done well but this was...uggh)
The Fountainhead
Foucault's Pendulum*
Middlemarch
Frankenstein (easy)
The Count of Monte Cristo
Dracula
A Clockwork Orange
Anansi Boys
The Once and Future King
The Grapes of Wrath
The Poisonwood Bible : a novel*
1984   (omfg <3 Orwell)
Angels & Demons
The Inferno *
The Satanic Verses *
Sense and Sensibility
The Picture of Dorian Gray
Mansfield Park (meh, but I feel like I should finish it.)
One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest
To the Lighthouse
Tess of the D'Urbervilles
Oliver Twist
Gulliver's Travels
Les Misérables (only 1600 pg counts, abridged is 4 lozers.)
The Corrections*
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time
Dune
The Prince
The Sound and the Fury (Kevin P. Leal, you do love your Faulkner don't yah?)
Angela's Ashes : a memoir*
The God of Small Things
A People's History of the United States : 1492-present
Cryptonomicon*
Neverwhere
A Confederacy of Dunces
A Short History of Nearly Everything*
Dubliners
The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Beloved (Was reading it, then I saw the Oprah movie on T.V. and just couldn't read it. I was that tramautized.)
Slaughterhouse-five
The Scarlet Letter (Boring and lame)
Eats, Shoots & Leaves
The Mists of Avalon*
Oryx and Crake : a novel
Collapse : How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed*
Cloud Atlas
The Confusion**
Lolita
Persuasion
Northanger Abbey (must be read last of all Austen novels, her style just all comes together)
The Catcher in the Rye
On the Road
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Freakonomics : a Rogue Economist Explores the Hidden Side of Everything**
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance : an Inquiry into Values
The Aeneid (yay Virgil!)
Watership Down* (I feel really dumb for not having read this...)
Gravity's Rainbow
The Hobbit
In Cold Blood : A True Account of a Multiple Murder and Its Consequences
White Teeth
Treasure Island
David Copperfield
The Three Musketeers (I have original French and Czech printings of this, it is love)
Bastard out of Carolina*

That's right folks, my childhood is over

Actually, its been over since the stroke of midnight, July 21st 2007, but I was reading that night and felt no desire to post on LJ.

Ten years of reading and waiting and reading and waiting, as J.K. Rowling crafted seven wonderful books for, as I feel, my express literary pleasure are now over, and while there are still two movies to be made and viewed there will never be another "Harry Potter and the..." to buy at midnight.

Damn. I cried at 1:30 AM when I finished the book. (On Sunday, not Saturday. I can't read that fast) I cried like a baby, which is sad to admit, but very true. Damn, it felt shitty to close that final installment and know that, if J.K. sticks to her word, there is nothing more to know about Harry, Ron, Hermione and the rest of the gang.

Damn...I guess I'll be sad until I have a day off from work and start re-reading the whole series over again. Just try to forget I know how they all end up.

My Harry Potter Spoiler of Doom is: Ron Weasley becomes a barista at Starbucks by using Mooncalf dung Get your Harry Potter Spoiler of Doom

Please let it be at store #5679. He'd be fun to have around/generally annoy.

I wish my soul took on an animal form and chilled with me. I'd be bopping around with a freakin' lion. How cool would that be?