I'm closing this place down. I've got a new LJ now. A new journal for a new year.

Everyone add le_brouillard to your friends list!

<3

My god, was I wrong. I was so wrong that I deleted that last entry because it was wrong and pointless. New Years was in fact not spent home alone; the majority of the night consisted of far too many people squeezed into the human soup that was Theo's hottub, where crazy unimaginable things happen, and apparently people have poor judgement and lowered inhibitions. No alcohol required. What a fucking awesome way to end 2004. As Moose dubbed it - The Better Night That Never Happened.

Happy New Year, kids! It's going to be a good one, even if people are graduating. Harry Potter will make it all better.

I'm going to try to make this short because I have places to go to, people to see, and a Garden State DVD to buy.

All my family came over for the holdays, including Aunt Elaine, and Tess from North Carolina, Katie from Ohio and Danielle from Portland. So, my parents, Aunt Elaine, Aunt Phyllis and Uncle Ed went to the city last night while all the cousins stayed at my house.

When they arrived, they hadn't eaten dinner so we decided to go get some pizza. Since I was the only one that knows San Rafael at all, I had to tell Danielle where to go. I managed to get us downtown quite succesfully where we had a lovely meal at Amici's. After which, we came back and spent quite a while burning each others CDs. We had been thinking about renting a movie, but they saw that I had Eternal Sunshine which none of them had seen, so we just watched that. They all really liked it.

In the morning, we got up at nine and around 40 minutes later were on our way to San Francisco. It's a miracle we were out of the house by 10:00. Anyway, with the help of Danielle's tiny fold-up map, we eventually got to Haight, where we grabbed a coffee then wandered about a bit. Very few stores were open yet. We did go into this one record store that had some really great Beatles albums, but I had a limited amount of money that I was saving for Amoeba. So, while Katie and Tess went to The Good Will, Danielle and I scampered off to Amoeba.

I love that store more than words can say. I just do. It can't even be explained. I ended up getting Faces Down by Sondre Lerche, wich I'd been meaning to get for a while, and Flake Music. I was so excited that they had the album. It's pretty good. Oh, they even had some Martha Wainwright, which I haven't been able to find so far, but it was $8 for four songs. Wasn't really sure that it was worth it.

So, after that we had to meet our parents for lunch. We went to this really, amazingly good Chinese restaurant that I forget the name of. Then we went over to the Asian Art Museam. I had a fun time wandering away from everyone and getting lost.

And now I'm home, and my brand new CD isn't working, and I've got to pack and then convince my parents to take me to the mall and spend more money on me.

So first off, I was looking at some old entries from the past year and there were somethings that caught my eye:


(June 26, 2004)In the midst of my closet/room cleaning/book organizing, I stumbled across This Book Will Change Your Life. I'd long since abandoned it, but I decided to look and see what today's was. It turns out to be... "try seducing someone way out of your league." Ha. Haha. Ha.

In a TOTALLY unrelated, not having ANYTHING to do with the last sentence of the above paragraph in ANY WAY subject, I may go to another movie thing at Max's which there is going to be tonight. Ha. Haha. Ha. Eeuulgh.
For some reason, I found that incredibly funny.

(July 1, 2004)Tomorrow I'm off to Stinson with Jen. I won't be back till the 9th. Don't do anything drastic while I'm gone. No more dramas or anything, kay?
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Well, that worked out well, didn't it? XD That's nice. I'd forgotten I'd said that. (Would that be considered ironic? I'm not sure.)

(March 27, 2004)Bam! Everyone's off on some big race and I'm still at the starting line not knowing what the hell's going on.
I don't know why, but I just kinda liked that line. It sounds somewhat chliche, but whatever.

Secondly... whoa. I really hated myself at the beinning of the year. Weird. What else is weird, is that I did some of my best writing in those really depressing entries. I mean, now I always feel awkward and like nothing I'm saying is at all coherent, so it's really weird to look at those old posts and see how nicely they flow, and what good language I used. I don't know what to make of this.

( Thirdly )

I hope you all had lovely Christmases. <3

Well, I was going to do this because I thought it seemed a bit pretentious, but apparently no one else does, so here we are.

Christmas morning
New CD player to complete my stereo set up.
Two balls of green yarn my mother saw me admiring.
Two $10 gift certificates to Tower Records.
$25 gift certificate to Boarders/Waldenbooks
The Beatles - Please Please Me (CD)
The Vines - Highly Evolved (CD)
Pretty silver box.
Manicure kit. (wtf?)
Wax seal. (For letters and such.)
Silver necklace.
Two pairs of gloves.
Beatles calendar.
Pair of gray pants.
Shopping spree at this, apparently, neat store in Berkeley.
Benny and Joon DVD.
Seinfeld Seasons 1 & 2 DVD. (Again... wft?)
An assortment of candies and things I'll never use.

Christmas night
Incense. My favorite scent, to boot. ^^
Obsidian bracelet.I don't even wear jewelry and I like it.
A Hard Day's Night DVD.
Candle.
Eats, Shoots and Leaves by Lynne Trauss.
Awesome shirt that my cousin totally spiffed up.
$250 from Grandpa.

Plus, Uncle Ed gave me his copy of The Beatles Live at the BBC because he never listens to it. =D

See... both Christmas Eve, and Christmas night, we have dinner with my dad's family. (We switch off every year who does which.) So, in the morning we open our presents from each other, my mom's family, and anyone else. Then that night we go to my aunts house, or they come here and we all open those presents. Quantity wise, I came out better at night.

I'm trying to figure out where my mom thought of Seinfeld. I mean, it's not the worst, but I don't even really like the show very much. I've definitely never shown any interest in it. Odd. Not that it really matters.

My dad was right. I now enjoy the giving part more than the receiving. Especially with my scarves. I absolutely could not wait for Danielle, Katie and Aunt Phyllis to open their gifts. ^^

So overall, a very good Christmas.

(Oh! And we didn't have anything to do during the day so we went and saw The Life Aquatic. Awesome movie. Go see it. Great soundtrack as well. I'll be needing that. Surprise, surprise. C'mon... David Bowie in Portuguese sung by a black man with an acoustic guitar. How can you go wrong?)

Oh my god. I'm going to die. If I'd realized what this song was earlier, I would've been so much more excited. Childhood memories come rushing back and I really want to watch An American in Paris. That was my favorite movie as a kid. Sigh. I've been reduced to a puddle. GUH.

Oh, yes, and now it's officially Christmas, so Happy Christmas, kids. Hope it's a good one. (Unless, you know, you don't celebrate.)

And so the inevitable happens. A layout change. XP Actually, I didn't really change anything too much from what it used to be, format-wise. It's just... more Rufus-y. ^_^ Well, I'm satisfied.

Moving on. The Yule Ball was super cool. Pretty much everyone dressed up, which was awesome. Then there was Sam who came as Santa, and Theo who was an elf. X3 So we were quite the snazzy group, if I do say so myself. I spent most of the evening in the living dancing and chatting and all that good party stuff. Oh, and oggling one of the three Tylers that were there. The oggle-able one hailed from Tennessee and was brought by Charlene. Yay for Charlene.

So everyone danced, laughed, threw things from the balcony, molested each other and made a fucking mess of my house well into the night. At 10:00, Hannah, Jenny, Tennessee Tyler and I followed Caitlin outside to run around the street in celebration of the arrival of another boy from Tennessee. Crazy.

Things eventually started to wind down as more and more people departed, until we were left with basically our same old group, plus or minus a few. It was at this point when presents were opened. The best part of which was definitely giving Max his books. X3 He's actually reading them too.

And then! oh, then... Max and I used various posters that had been given and received for a lovely little sword fight, in which I royally kicked Max's arse. Several times.

The only thing about the night that was a dissappointment were the mistletoe. The only people that did anything about them were Hannah and Sam, Hannah and Caitlin and Caitlin and Jenny. Like we couldn't see any of them kissing at any time. Apparently, no one obeys the Laws of the Mistletoe these days. So my plan to get two boys kissing failed miserably. Damn. ._.

Anyway, around 2am, my dad came down and kicked all the boys out. :\ So Caitlin, Hannah, Bryanna, Leesa, Maddi, Jen and Jenny stayed over, but we were pretty beat so minimal girl talk ensued before we dragged ourselves to bed.

And there we are. My completely incoherent account of the night. Lovely. ^^

(I'll do a real update about the Ball and everything later, but right now I'm far too tired. X_x)

The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou
Andrew Lloyd Webber's The Phantom of the Opera
The Aviator (Rufus preforms in it! =D)
Closer
House of Flying Daggers
Sideways
A Very Long Engagement
A Shortcut to Nirvana: Kumb Mela
Hotel Rwanda
Color of a Brisk and Leaping Day
Bad Education

Ugh. I'm so tired. I spent the whole day running around town, shopping and getting things together for the Ball. Crazy. I can't believe my parents let me do all this stuff, when they're already giving me presents and they're not really getting anything out of it. One of the joys of being an only child, I suppose. <3 Anyway, I've got pretty much all my Chirstmas shopping done, so that's good. Pluuuuuuuuss...

TOMRROWTOMORROWTOMORROW! Tomorrow the publication date for Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince is to be released! Eeeeeeeehehehe! BEST CHIRSTMAS PRESENT EVER!

Hehe. I'm okay. I promise. ^^ And... here's a picture from the Goblet of Fire Yule Ball:
http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=gof/ronrobes.jpg

I found that hilarious. Something for the guys to aim for... or not. X3

I've gotten two splinters, my fingers are on the verge of bleeding, and I know I'm going to develope a callouse on my middle finger. Stupid presents.

http://www.jlistug1.photosite.com/Album2/

Go there to see Jen's pictures of us and Sean Astin at Book Passage. Apparently, one of those was taken when he was answering my question, but I don't know which one.

I love the holidays. ^_^

Yesterday after school got out, Caitlin, Leesa, Jen and I walked to the mall to find presents for people. I got a fair amount done. There's still enough left for me to be a tad stressed, but at least I know what I'm getting for pretty much all of my friends.

When we were done shopping/wanderig around/trying on dresses we went our seperate ways, only to meet up once again at 10:00 to see A Series of Unfortunate Events. I really liked it. They changed, moved, and added a lot of things, but I think it worked. My thoughts on the things that were added were that Daniel Handler wrote the screenplay so it's not really killing the books or anything. They did the first three books, but for the most part it didn't feel too rushed or anything. The only I felt that wasn't done justice was the whole VFD thing, but that's understandable. Anyway, the main thing is that it had the exact right feel to it. Well, I really liked it and would recomend it. Plus, the soundtrack roked and Klaus was hot.

So. After all of that Leesa, Caitlin and I went to Caitlin's where we decorated her tree, discussed the Yule Ball and assembled a ginger bread house! =D So awesome! Somehow, we ended up going to bed at 4am.

Man. I still have so much to do before Tuesday. I wanted to get Jen and Hannah's presents today, but when I got home at around 5:00pm, my parents were all dressed up and ready to go to various parties. So that means I still have to:

Finish getting friends presents.
Figure out decorations and such.
Decide exactly what to do about food and get it together.
Inform people about various things.

And that's just before Teusday. I don't even want to comprehend how screwed in the ass I am about my family stuff. ><

Ah, the joys of the holdays.

^^ Guess what Hannah gave me early today? Yes. Her Chirstmas present. Know what it was?

WANT TWO BY RUFUS WAINWRIGHT! =D

I was completely surprised of course...


Heeehehee.

Rufus Wainwright = SEX.

Fuck yeah. I haven't stopped listening to Want One for the past two days.

Anyhoo, Ham and Sannah just left. Hannah and I got about a half an hour worth of studyinig done in five hours. We spent most of the time looking at transvestite porn, analyzing just how gay Rufus Wainwright is (quite) and looking for clues in his songs, along with internet adventures. When Sam came, we looked at my pictures on the computer, including, of course, the rape pictures.

Sooo... I'm going to do horrible on my finals, but whatever.


Hehee. I can't wait for Hannah's present. ^_^

.... Not that I know what it is.

<.<

>.>

So, the day is nearly over and I finally get to the inevitable update. Good job, Izzy.

Saturday. A crazy Saturday. I started the day talking to a movie star, and ended it walking around some far away suburb with my very drunk relatives.

So, here goes...

Jen, Steph, Leesa, Nikki, Caitlin Green and I got to Book Passage about an hour and a half early. That ended up being a good thing, because Sean Astin's book ended up selling out. I mentioned to Leesa (XDXDXD I just typed Lessa.... You'll get it later.) how I felt somewhat guilty because the first book signing I go to is for a book I orignally had no intention to read. In fact, I laughed at the thought of him having an autobiography. XP But what can I say? We were completely starstruck. As we said at one point, if we were freaking out that much over Sean Astin, can you imagine how we'd be if it was someone we really cared about? Hah. Now we just have to wait for Elijah to write a book.

Anyway, he was really awesome. I mean, hilarious and so nice. I can't remember all of the things he said, but it was so great. At one point he said the potato line. Then later he started singing the Pub song, and our whole group sang along. ^_^ We were the only ones that knew it.

He even showed us his tattoo at one point! We couldn't have cameras though. It's on his right foot, just below the ankle.

The deal was, he didn't have a lot of time because he had to catch a flight, so we couldn't go up to him and talk to him face to face, but we could ask him questions while books were being passed to him and signed. I actually asked a question. I stood up and asked if he got upset when certain scenes from the book were cut or changed for the movie, like a lot of the end of Return of the King. He said that, initially, he was disapointed, but Fran Walsh told him that wasn't fair because of all the passion that went into it, etc. and what really mattered was that he got to be a part of it. And he asked my name when I stood up. I found that to be quite awesome. ^_^

I wish I'd had a video camera or something. :\ I got pictures, but they're not great, and besides something's messed up with my camera's connection to the comp. But Jen got some great pictures that and she'll give some to me. So I'll get those up eventually.

Oh, and as for the relevence of "Lessa," Sean spelled Leesa's name wrong in her book, and she was one of the very few people that never got to ask a question. X3 So now she is Lessa.

Now, I'm sure no one is interested in the other happenings of my weekend. Too bad.

Stockton, as usual, was basically uneventful. We stayed at my aunt and uncle's house and Mike and Joan stayed over as well. The only thing really worth saying, is that I have never before wanted to be drunk. Because it is quite lonley when you would much rather sit and talk with the adults then watch Nickelodeon with your younger cousins, but you're the only one among the group that isn't completely hammered. Of course, it was extremely amusing at first to watch them stumble about to an extent of drunkenness I'd only seen in movies, but it did get old. I was thankful for my mom for being much more sober.

Anyway, as I said, that was the only thing worth noting. Oh, and cosmopolitans are really good.

DECEMBER 11, 11:33AM. A DARK BEDROOM

I'm asleep. My mother rushes in.

Mom: I need you to get up.

Wonderful. I'm going to have to pack and get ready to go to Stockdon and see family. Groan.

Mom: Now, listen. There's something fun going on and we're trying to make it so you can go.

What? What's going on today? Max's? No, she wouldn't make such a big deal about that.

Mom: Jen, Steph-

Not Max's.

Mom:-and Leesa are going to Bookpassage to see Sean...

Biggerstaff? Hah. Yeah, right.

Mom:...Austin.

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Mom: He's here to sign his new book.

SEAN ASTIN? O.O

I fly out of bed, and take a seven minute shower. I grab my Merry and Pippin shirt, realize this is a bad idea, then dig deep and get out my TTT shirt which hasn't been worn in a while.

Why I just had to come on here I have no idea. I gotta go. BYE! ^_^

I fucking hate finals. >< I hate running. I hate writing. I hate verbs, vocab and tenses. Chemistry is going to be the death of me. I hate fucking presentations when could just have a test that I could easily pass. I hate crab dip. I hate proofs.

Grr.

...What's that ringing noise?

Dammit. I've been way too tired lately. I haven't sat through English without falling asleep all week. In fact, I've probably fallen asleep at least once everyday this week.

Jesus, I can't believe it's only Wednesday night. That's spectacular. This has been the longest week in the history of existance. I need sleep.

Today was the crappiest day I've had in a long while. Which is kinda dumb. Everyone told us how well we did on our Drama final. Stroeh gave us this big congradulations. But I just didn't feel good about it. I mean, there was that line screw up, and I know no one noticed, but still. If only I'd known what was next I could've covered easily. I just felt like we could've done a lot better.

Then to add to the crappiness, pretty much the minute I got in the car, my mom started asking me about my shoes, and generally making me feel like shit because I fucking lost them and she doesn't want to go to Petaluma to buy new ones. Fuck.

Oh, and I'm completely broke. Actually, I owe my mom $40 for yarn, as well as money for a book, a CD and an apron--gifts for my grandpa, cousin and dad. Also, I feel bad that I'm basically just getting money from my parents to buy gifts. I mean, I definitely feel too old for an allowance. I guess that means I need a job, but I have no idea where to go. I swear I was talking to Leesa or someone about a really cool job that was available somewhere, but I can't for the life of me remember what it was and it's killing me. All I know is that I had this conversation in Caitlin's kitchen. Ugh.

I didn't even realize the date. I was doing my English homeowork and I looked at the calender to see what tomorrows date was. "December what? December... 8th..." Isn't it weird to think that tomorrow people from all over will be flocking to New York City to remember John? And I haven't even thought about it. I guess that's okay. Better to celebrate his life than mourne his death. Anyway, what does it really matter? In his own words, he's not a fucking martyr. Just a musician.

Time to paint my nails! Wheee, drama!

So Clair and Jessica didn't even show. Clair had ballet that she apparently just forgot about when we were planning this, and Jessica went to some thing for turrets syndrome with Stephanie P. So Rod and I Historied the day away ourselves (i.e. we spent four hours talking about Harry Potter and other random things and worked for five minutes at the end).

At one point, my dad had us come down stairs so we could help him get out a bunch of Christmas stuff from the atic. While he was up there, he brought down some of his old books from college. "The kind they assign you and you never read. They're good. Much more interesting than the Monarch Notes." Oh, Vanities. Anyway, he was telling me how much I wouldn't understand some of them, and I just said that it's okay because I don't have to understand them; I can just put them on my shelf to help me look smart. ^^

The books:
Soulonice by Eldridge Cleaver
Being and Nothingness by Jean-Paul Sartre
The Transcendence of the EGO by Jean-Paul Sartre
Breakfast in the Ruins by Michael Moorcock
Playback by Raymond Chandler
The Political Writings of John Adams
The Complete Greek Tragedies
Rite of Passage by Alexei Panshin
Breakfast at Tiffany's by Truman Capote
Death on the Installment Plan by Louis Ferdinand Céline
Isle of the Dead by Roger Zelanzy
The Incredulity of Father Brown by G.K. Chesterton
Alexander the Great by Ulrich Wilcken
Lyrical and Critical Essays by Albert Camus

Oh, how I love old books.

After school on Friday Caitlin, Hannah, Maddi, Theo and I wandered--with much raping along the way--to Theo's where we acted out an ever-present childhood desire, opening up a manhole. It took four girls, a crowbar, a hammer and lots of screaming, but we did it.... There wasn't much down there, but that doesn't mean it wasn't fun. You know, it's amazing how standing in the middle of the street with a bunch of your friends while holding a crowbar will make you feel so much like doing mischief. Unfortunately, Theo wrestled it from my hands before I could convince anyone to do anything. ;-;

Eventually we went to Tyler's where we ate his food and played Kill, Fuck, Marry. Tyler still never answered the question. :\ Micheal and Aaron showed up and when it got dark, we drove down to Miller Creek for laser tag, which I failed miserably at. Surprise. But I did help kill Hannah. ^_^ Then there was much reminiscing, and memory games followed by scary walks through the freezing, dark woods to Caitlin's house. Eventually Leesa, Asya and Chriskchen arrived and we spent many an hour playing various instruments, table hockey, and doing handstands and the like. Caitlin showed me the wonders of the very gay Tinman. It was good.

Sometime when it was late, everyone except Leesa, Maddi, Aaron, Chris and I left. Caitlin got out all her old American Girl stuff and we played with her doll! ^_^ So much fun to brush! Oh, and I discovered that everyone thinks I hate them. I don't know why, but people actually think I hate them. I mean, the people the people I like. Odd. I don't get it. I suppose it could have something to do with the fact that apparently my neutral face is a glare, because Hannah and Jessica always think I'm glaring at them. So that kind of werided me out. Anyway, when we decided we'd had enough of that, we went in the TV room and started to watch Charlotte's Web, but everyone was too tired so we turned it off, and at around 4:00 Aaron and Chris left.

Yesterday Caitlin and I spent the morning watching Serendipity, then decided to go for a walk with Honey around neighborhoods looking at Christmas lights. It's nice because this year actually feels like Christmas. Last year sucked because no matter what, it just didn't feel like Christmas. Oh, and this year, Caitlin and I are going to throw a Yule Ball for Gentlemen's Club. It's going to be so great! Even bigger and nicer than the New Year's party last year. ^_^ Anyway, while walking around Marinwood, we stopped at Aaron's only to discover that he'd just woken up a few hours ago and had only just gotten a shower. So we moved on and ended up at Tyler's, dog and all, where we discussed bodysmiths, and wondered about candle wicks and small rocks. We then spent way longer than I would've ever thought would be fun running around the streets of a San Francisco-like city getting chased by the military, beating people with double-sided dildo's and kissing to make helicopters go away. Fun times with Grand Theft Auto.

And so ends my uber fun weekend of awesome. This morning consisted of getting up at 8:15am and eventually getting over to Piera's to work on Drama. In an an hour, Rod, Jessica P., and Clair will show up and we'll work on history. XP