Boredom Kills

how BORING QZ is getting?
I mean, the topics are less and less fun to discuss. There's a whole issue with that in the Personal forum, actually.
Then, Vishnu and Kaylee seemed to have left. Two people I valued very much on the boards, by the way.
Ack....maybe it's just me...
Sorry for the mini-bitch-rant. I just don't know what else to write at the moment...
Cheers, darlings!

I grow sick of this blog, somewhat. Meh. What're you going to do?

If you ever go into a city, you're bound to see drugdealings, even though you can really see them anywhere. Unfortunately, I totally forgot about that, so when I saw two men--one holding a bag and one holding a wad of cash--I was taken completely by surprise. I proceeded to give them the peace sign, although I think they returned it with a rather severe look in the peace sign's stead. Which was not cool, especially since I was wishing world peace and they could only think of how I caught them commiting an illegal act. [shrugs]

I bought Classic Queen the other day. Although Mick Rock has a brain the size of a caterpillar (he really needs to work on his grammar and spelling), it was a pretty informative book. Plus, it had pretty pictures. Do I recommend it to you all? Yes and no. I mean, the pictures I saw were mostly on Queenzone anyway. And the information is rather easy to access. At the same time, however, you get more of a personal insight on the members, particularly Freddie, who Mick seemed to be fond of. If you collect Queen stuff, it's good for that, too.

AND lastly, but not leastly, I finished Interview with the Vampire. Long ago, actually, but I've been super busy, and have had little next to no time to actually say so. I've also started The Vampire Lestat (I rather like this book better), but I also know two other people have read the book on this site. I'm interested to know what bits you liked. I liked the whole damn book, personally, but what really struck me as I was reading it was Louis and Claudia's first visit to Theatres de Vampires. It was just showy, and I didn't expect that kind of first meeting, I guess. What did those of you who read think?

That's all that's coming to mind. I just wanted to write the blog, seeing as I haven't for quite a while.

Cheers, lovies!

On my weekly voyage to the bookstore, I was thinking, "Michelle, what book should you buy?" As I sat there, thinking, of course, I thought of the most recent recommendation I received (not that it was a personal one, per se): "Interview with the Vampire." I like all things vampire anyway. It's a slight fascination, a fear turned to a sort of bewilderment, I suppose. So, I got to the bookstore, found it, and bought it.
IT IS AMAZING.
I absolutely adore it. Thank you, thank you,  thank you for the recommendation, Vishnu. It is a wonderful book.
As Vishnu said, there are things said that come across as homoerotic (I'm only 28 pages into it and I'm seeing some of that), but I think it is more to appeal to the fact that vampires are so ABOVE human comprehension and that they exceed human abilities. I don't know; that's just what I'm getting out of it so far. But you never know. If Vishnu says  it's going to be homoerotic, it very well might be. :P
So, really, I just wanted to second the recommendation Vishnu made.
Annnnddddd...if the thought of your friend ditching you completely for God-knows-what is something you'd enjoy reading about, I'd entertain you with that tale. But....I'd rather not. Plus, I'm sure she'll get over her phase eventually. It's just kind of annoying, seeing as we always hang out and talk and stuff. Meh.
READ THAT BOOK!
Cheers, lovies!

Thank God it's almost Christmas!!! I love Christmas. It's my second fave holiday of the year, besides Valentine's Day. It's nice to relax with the family now and again.

And I'm a gingersnap cookie apparently. And chocolate ice cream. (I've been taking those silly online quizzes today. It's a load of baloney, but a lot of fun.)

Speaking of baloney...Polari! Right! Okay, so I looked up this guy--I forget who, but there was a documentary I was watching on TV about him, so I looked him up-- and it mentioned that he introduced Polari into a television shows. Naturally, I looked up Polari. Apparently, it's gay slang. The reason we have words like "baloney" and "fairy" and "fruit" are because of Polari, so I suppose I've known Polari all my life and never even realized it. Also, I use the word "ogle" every day practically, and it, too, is Polari. I found that interesting. What was the point of this paragraph? Your guess is as good as mine.

So, there's my anticlimatic blog entry. I haven't blogged in a while, and I give you guys this. Well, whatever.

Have a splendid day! Cheers, lovies!

I'm so sick.  If you can wish me a "feel better" or "get well soon," I'll give you a moldy pack of cheese crackers that I found in the back of my desk today. Okay, fine. You'll get something  better, but I have to think of what.

I am now reading another SciFi book: "Anansi Boys." It's got nothing on "Wicked," but it's pretty good. The way the guy writes makes me chuckle. I recommend it if you can bear some boring bits here and there. I think I'm going to have to stop reading SciFi eventually.

In other news, Pearl Jam is becoming an interest of mine, as are The Doors. I still am listening to Queen more than I listen to anything, but I'm FINALLY getting into other bands, which is a good thing. It's not that I don't like Queen- I love them, obviously- and it's not that I'm getting sick of them- I'm definitely not- I just want to expand my horizons. If you want, give me some song/ composer suggestions. I'm interested in what fellow Queen fans listen to. :)

I'm going to go have another fistful of cough sweets and get drowsy on my cough medicine now.  Maybe I'll finally get some sleep!

Happy days to you all!

I'm reading the book Wicked. I recommend it to every human being with the capability to read. It's fascinating. As you may or may not be aware, it's about the Wicked Witch of the West, her birth, her educational career, you name it, it's got it. It is wonderfully written, and very descriptive (which is both nice and, in some places, gruesome, but it makes the novel, at any rate.). There are many parallels to historical happenings, too, such as Nazi Germany, and, I believe, anyway, the Catholic Reformation. It also presents the philosophy of how one would become "wicked" and the true meaning of evil. If you're in need of reading material, pick it up.

That's really all I wanted to say.
Cheers, lovies!

My blog's off the list, but my life's getting back in order. I'm not worthless, although to a few people, it seems I'm of no worth at all. Ironically, the people-person would be more accurate- who feels I'm of no worth is the one with the most worth to me. Obviously, it sucks.

Writing and reading keeps me preoccupied. It's like living someone else's life, living outside of yourself.  And I am now an avid lover of the Twilight series. Go figure.

Music is working wonders for me. Sometimes I wonder why I hadn't thought of it sooner. My crying phase has stopped. I sit somewhere between following the practices of Stoicism in some situations and actually living like a normal human being.

I wish I had something funner to say, but I'm afraid, once again, I am limited to that.

Cheers, lovies!  

I took Alec's advice and listened to some music. I forgot what music in general can do for me, especially Queen. Also, I got my feelings back.

And now I can't stop crying. 

Well, that's a lie. I laugh, too. Usually followed shortly after by crying. I'm an emotional wreck right now. Soon, it will go back to normal, though. However long that may take. I'm usually a quick healer, but this is injury I have never endured before, let alone to this degree.

I'm going to go and write now or play my piano or do something that doesn't involve festering and crying.

Well, thanks to all! And much love!

I don't know what to say. I checked up to let you know that I don't do suicide, or attempt suicide or anything like that. I am completely sound in that way. I love the people who love me too much to cause them grief.

I feel utterly useless. And unwanted. And like waste. I talked to my friends. They say it'll pass. It doesn't feel like it. It feels never-ending and lonely and like someone ripped me in half and left me down and out to bleed to death. Worse. Being ripped in half and bleeding to death implies feeling. I'm numb. Sure, I felt hurt at first. But now, I exist.

And did I mention that it is not Mr. A making me this way? It's a conglomeration of hapless events. But he's right, anyway. I'm stupid.

Don't worry about me. I'm still alive, as Pearl Jam would say. I just am feeling numb.

Take care of yourselves. I don't wish this upon any of you, Mr. A included. Be happy every second of every day. Embrace your pain. Cherish your happiness. Just please, if you want to make me feel better, never let the world wear you down.

That's all. I love you guys!