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Writer's Block: Get Real [Apr. 10th, 2009|09:42 am]
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What reality show would you most want to be a contestant on? What would your strategy for winning be?
The name of the reality show is Solitary and it's on the Fox Reality channel. You and eight other people are put into solitary confinement in this small little pod where the only thing you get to hear is a computerized voice. Right off the bat, you lose your identity; your name is taken away and replaced with a number. You deal with sleep depravation, hunger (because the only thing you get are protein bars and as much water as you can drink), and insanity from those loooooong periods where you are locked in a room by yourself for hours on end. You must endure "challenges" and "treatments" which test how far your physical and mental limitations can be pushed before you break and quit. It is a show that a lot of people deem as legal torture because the contestants are willingly participating, but even that is a factor for one of the biggest televised psychological experiments that is this show.

Even though my reasons for being able to last a long time on Solitary are based on my natural abilities, I also have a sneaking suspicion that they would be the very things that prevent me from qualifying for the show. I am an insomniac and very much used to having to operate at full mental capacity on no sleep for days (sometimes weeks) on end. I have a high pain tolerance and am able to almost completely ignore my pain due to various surgeries, injuries and accidents over the years. I am also already a little mentally unbalanced, and I know how to keep myself from slipping further into it.
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Writer's Block: In a Former Life [Feb. 16th, 2009|08:12 am]
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Do you believe in reincarnation? If your answer is "yes," describe some of your past lives.
Yes, I believe in reincarnation. Whatever higher power you believe in has certain lessons for you to learn and your soul cannot reach it's final destination until you have learned all you need to. How you live your previous life and what lessons you learn, are contributing factors in what you will have to experience in this life. And the chain goes on and on.

As for my past lives... let's just say my soul has been around far too long.
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Vacation [Jan. 23rd, 2009|08:13 am]
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So, I'm in Virginia. Have been for the past week. It is absolutely gorgeous down here and oh so much warmer. We haven't really done anything worthy of notoriety yet, though we don't really need to for this to be a good vacation. I have, though, been playing Fable 2 all week. I love that game. Some of the side quests are great. We've been limited to one computer with WoW. Don't get me wrong, there are 5 other computers currently in the house, but none had WoW. Now, there is one other computer with WoW and one currently in the process of installing. But it's made WoW session few. I've been filling in that void with Fable 2, Silent Hill: Homecoming, Fallout 3, and reading and watching television (TiVO is a wonderful thing).

We haven't really left the house since we got here last Friday, with the exception of shopping for video games and running out to pick up some quick lunch. But I'm oddly not going stir crazy.

I've been spending some time with Rob, though. I think moving down here has done him some good. He's in a good environment that starting to change him for the better. I really hope it lasts. I'm beginning to like this new Rob. Though fear not, young hopefuls, I don't ever intend to re-start anything with him ever.

John is to be rejoining us on Sunday, so we'll have another body joining us. And another WoW stocked computer.

Oddly, something I never really gave a lot of consideration to, I don't think Virginia would be all too bad a place to live. Not that I'm leaving Michigan anytime soon, but, it's some food for thought. The houses are cheap down here. What some of my friends pay for a small little house in Eastpointe, they could have something at least twice it's size down here for the same price.

But, enough fantasizing...

I'm calm and somewhat collected down here. I'm really enjoying my vacation.
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Get Busy Living, or Get Busy Dying (Do Your Part to Save the Scene and Stop Going to Shows) [Jan. 4th, 2009|10:38 pm]
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[Sing With me |Fall Out Boy]

This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters, but we never stood a chance and I'm not sure if it matters. If you are the shores, I am the waves begging for big moons. I'm mailing letters to addresses in a ghost town (your secret's out).

I know this hurts, it was meant to. It was meant to. Your secret's out, and the best part is it isn't even a good one. And it's mind over you don't, don't matter.

This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters, but it must be said again that all us boys are just screaming into microphones for attention because we're just so bored. We never knew that you would pick it apart. I'm falling apart to songs about hips and hearts (your secret's out).

I know this hurts, it was meant to. It was meant to. Your secret's out, and the best part is it isn't even a good one. And it's mind over you don't, don't matter.

I used to obsess over living, now I only obsess over you. Tell me you'd like boys like me better. In the dark, lying on top of you. This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters. This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters. This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters. This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters.

I know this hurts, it was meant to. It was meant to. Your secret's out, and the best part is it isn't even a good one. And it's mind over you don't, don't, don't, don't matter.

From day one I talked about getting out, but not forgetting about how my worst fears are letting out. He said, why put a new address on the same old loneliness when breathing just passes the time until we all just get old and die. Now talking's just a waste of breath, and living's just a waste of death, and why put a new address on the same old loneliness. And this is you and me, and me and you, until we've got nothing left.
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(no subject) [Nov. 21st, 2008|12:33 pm]
Goddess
[Sing With me |I Don't Care ~*~ Fall Out Boy]

Say my name and his in the same breath. I dare you to say they taste the same. Let the leaves fall off in the summer, and let December glow in flames.

Brace myself and let go; start it over in Mexico. These friends, they don't love you. They just love the hotel suites, now.

I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me. The best of us can find happines in misery.

I said, I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me. The best of us can find happiness in misery.

Take a chance, let your body get a tolerance. I'm not a chance, but a heat wave in your pants. Pull a breath, like another cigarette pawn shop, I'm trading up.

I'm the oracle in my chest. Let the guitar scream like a fascist. Sweat it out, shut your mouth, free love on the streets, but in the alley and I ain't that cheap, now.

I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me. The best of us can find happines in misery.

I said, I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me. The best of us can find happiness in misery.

Said, I don't care just what you think, as long as it's about me. You said, I don't care just what you think as long as it's about me. You said, I don't care. You said, I don't care. Said, I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. I said, I don't care.

I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me. The best of us can find happines in misery.

I said, I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me. The best of us can find happiness in misery.
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(no subject) [Nov. 13th, 2008|03:07 pm]
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[Sing With me |Abandoned ~*~ Kamelot]

Once my life was plain and clear, I recall. Once my ignorance was bliss. Nightfall came like a serpent's kiss to my troubled mind.

Why, oh why, my God have you abandoned me in my sobriety? Behind the old facade, I'm your bewildered child, so take me cross the river wide.

Binding promises were made on my soul. Grand illusions lead astray. Ice cold winds swept my heart away. Bring me back to you.

Why, oh why, my God have you abandoned me in my sobriety? Behind the old facade, I'm your bewildered child, so take me cross the river wide.

I remember a song - like in a dream - where September was long and winter unreal.

Why, oh why, my God above have you abandoned me in my sobriety? Behind the old facade, I'm your bewildered child, so take me cross the river wide.
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(no subject) [Nov. 5th, 2008|12:38 pm]
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Obama won... WOOT!
Stem cell research passed... WOOT!
And...
Medical marijuana passed... WOOT! WOOT!

I am a happy woman...
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Writer's Block: Fright Show [Oct. 23rd, 2008|09:44 am]
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'Tis the season for scary movies. Some rank The Evil Dead as the best horror film of all time. What is your favorite scary movie?
This is a very hard question to answer. I love horror movies, all genre's. Even those really bad B-flicks. So I'm going to try to break this down by genre's...

B-Flick - Boy Eats Girl
Psychological - Audition
Mainstream - Hellraiser
Independent - Penny Dreadful
Straight to DVD - Cabin Fever

Thank God for Horror Fest, though. You get one big festival of horror movies every year, one of each genre.

But there are a lot more that I absloutely adore:
The Eye 3
House of 1,000 Corpses
The Devil's Rejects
In the Mouth of Madness
Serpent and the Rainbow
The Saw Series
The Evil Dead Trilogy
One Missed Call (the original Japanese version)
Shutter (either version)
Nightmare on Elm Street
Halloween
Friday the 13th

And there are just sooooooo many more...
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(no subject) [Sep. 2nd, 2008|10:15 pm]
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So I watched the new 90210. I know... I'm a dork. But leave me be, I was a fan of the original and I needed to see if/how bad they screwed up the new version.

Jennie Garth has a part and I'm happy with that. I'm glad that they had her character grow up from the original, which was almost to be expected. Shannon Doherty made an appearance, but it's a little too soon to actually comment on. And I'm nearly thrilled that they kept Nat! The Peach Pit isn't the same without Nat.

All in all, I think it's a bit too soon to make a full assessment, so I think I'm actually going to have to watch it again next week. Though I really believe that it is taking too many unrealistic turns. I mean, your teenage daughter leaves with a male peer who flies her to San Francisco to have dinner and, when you find out, she gets grounded and can't date for two weeks?!?!?!?!?! Realistically, that girl would have been dead! Her mom would have dug the grave after she found out and THEN confronted the teen.

But, so far, it's nearly as vapid and shallow as the original.
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Obituary of the late Common Sense by Jonathan Farrington [Aug. 20th, 2008|12:54 pm]
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Today we mourn the passing of a beloved friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.

No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were lost long ago in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; life isn't always fair, and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.

Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harrassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in diciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an Aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceeded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his four stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, I Want It Now, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.
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