My brain on candy

Happy Halloween/Last Harvest/Samhain!! =D
I just went trick-or-treating! =D I'm in a candy daze right now. I can't hold my sugars! XD

Anyhoo, my Sister went as Lydia, my Mom went as Miss Argentina, (both from Beetlejuice) Joe went as himself, (jeans, cheesy Frankenstein Tshirt, flannel shirt, heavy boots, greased back hair, and mutton shops. He always dresses like that. XD) and I went as Heath Ledger's Joker! At first, I was going to go as a road kid, (a hobo apprentice) but I lost my hat. So I was going to go as myself again. I was contentedly playing Angry Birds on Mom's iPhone when they caught me, stuffed me in a purple jacket, a green tie, and face paint. I was quite bewildered, but it ended up looking awesome. =D
So we went and (politely) started pillaging houses, when I met my friend Cooper, who was dressed as a Wii remote. (which, by the way, proves to be a rather hazardous costume. People kept yelling stuff at him and hitting him. (presumably trying to press the cardboard buttons) It took all the self preservation I had (which isn't very much) to not call them all 'bloody rat bastards' and let them have knuckle sandwiches.) He was split off from his group, so we traveled together for the rest of the trip. At one point, we were waiting around for someone else, and some little kids were looking at my costume. So I did some Joker impressions. When they passed, I kept talking to myself (as I am wont to do when nervous) and started spouting more Dark Knight lines. Suddenly, "I'm Batman." Came out. I, of course, corrected myself. "No. Wait. I'm not Batman. I'm.... Joker? No." I thought for a moment, then looked up and said in the grainy Batman voice "I'm the illegitimate child of Batman and-" I stopped, finding Cooper staring at me with the expression of utmost shock and horror upon his face. Poor guy. He'll never be able to get the images out of his innocent little mind. =(

Well, happy Halloween! Good haul. =D
PS! Sorry for scarring your mind, dude. XD

Qapla!! =^_^=

what to draw...

Well, I'm out of stories to tell at the moment. It isn't that I'm lacking in creativity, it's just that nothing UBER exiting is happening right now that I'd want open to the public. =^.~ Not that I'm guilty of flying around with Batman, busting gang bangers, and following through with my plans of world domination with the help of titanium robot sandworms or anything like that...... Ahem. Moving on. n_n;
I have been drawing quite a bit of manga though! I will scan and post some of them the next time I am allowed access to a printer! (around Wednesday ish)

Until then,
Qapla!! =^^=

PS!! Now that I'm mostly over the Sick (maj!! =D) I am continuing with my learning Klingon!! =)
tlhIngan maH!

My first Star Wars novel!! =D

I have taken another step in my Geekdom. My Dad has bestowed me with my first Star Wars novel, "The Truce at Bakura."

As I sat and looked at the cover, trying to (rather foolishly) judge it's contents by it's amazingly cheesy cover. Suddenly, I realized that it was probably pretty much fanfiction, minus a few crack pairings here and there. I do not mean to offend any purists, but it wasn't created by Lucas Films was it? The only difference was that it was OWNED by them. I imagined it as a very big, very dusty, very old Fanfic.net backup. This mental image amused me thoroughly, so I posted it. I haven't started reading it quite yet, as I'm still savoring the mystery as to the nature of it's contents, but I will read it tonight. I will make an update in the morning. =D

Maladaptive Daydreaming

I have found that I'm a Maladaptive Daydreamer! I have every symptom displayed by Wikipedia. This comes as an immense relief to me. For a while, I thought that I might have mild Schizophrenia, due to my hallucinations and inner dialogue. (I have determined that the hallucinations are just my 'projecting' my fantasies into my real life. (I know that they aren't 'real' in a material sense) The inner dialogue is probably due to slight loneliness.) I really didn't quite know how to look at it (I kept worrying that I may have something else) until I told myself that it doesn't really matter, and it won't change who I am. I took this advice to heart, and I'm not going to worry about it. Besides, it isn't disturbing me, and I like daydreaming. It gives me my own little fantasy that I can interact with. It keeps me from getting bored from the monotony of my life. =)

Health to all!
Qapla!!

Hey. I'm Batperson.

I watched "Batman Begins" today. I'm in shock. IT. WAS. SO. AWESOME.

I'm going to be Batman's side kick!! =D
I'm going to make myself a cape. And a utility belt. And a mask. And a BULLET PROOF TECH SUITE.
Oooh yea. It's gonna be great. }=D
Now I just have to come up with a good name....  AND I've gotta find batman. This part will be easy. All I have to do is stage a crime, and wait for crazy people in capes to try and stop me. I'll join up with the one who proclaims himself Batman. The guy just can't help pumping up his ego. He HAS to let EVERYONE know that HE'S THE Batman. XD This is gonna be a breeze.

Rest in Peace Dennis Ritchie and Steve Jobs

A mastermind of our times, Dennis Ritchie, was found dead on the 12 this month, just 7 days after Steve Jobs died. I found this on the Wikipedia news board today. I didn't know them, and I can't pretend to, but I still feel a small twinge of sadness.
I feel a bit pained that I never got to thank them personally for their enormous help in developing the technical world, but I know that I will always be able to find them in the freedom of systems triggered and inspired by UNIX, and the elegance of Apple products. A wisp of their spirit still lingers in their designs, dances in the vast cyber planes of the grid, and whispers in the little cracks, crevices, snippets and strings of code. They also live on in the millions that have been touched by their brilliance, and I will do my best to bring freedom and creativity to the world as they did.
My heart also goes out to their friends and family. Even if I didn't know them, I know the pain of losing someone close, and I wish them full health and happiness.

My appreciation of what you have given to this world goes to you, my late friends. May you pass on to your next adventure, changing the world as you go, and always be met with positivity and health.
-Rahel

Chug! Chug!! Chug!!! Chug!!!

No matter how many times I get sick, I never seem to remember just how plain out annoying it is. There's the fever-dreams, the long nights, the snot, the hacking and coughing, the lack of appetite.... Not to mention the weird stuff my Mom makes me drink. Now, I love my Mom, and I fully appreciate her giving me things to make my life better, but Theraflu is not something you want to drink very much of. Scratch that. You probably wouldn't ever want to drink Theraflu in any amount. Especially when you are expected to chug it down so that your sister can have the rest before it cools. It is not particularly nice to chug anything, (except maybe warm tea) and this stuff lands up there with 'sand,' 'bourbun,' 'very small rocks,' and 'motor oil' on the 'DO NOT CHUG LIST.'
At least I'm not vomiting. That'll come next month. =P

PS!! I have never consumed bourbon in my life, and I do not expect to any time soon, along with all other alcohols.

The sick

Not again.... I'm sick with the cold this week. I have been sick about 4 times this year. Easily. Obviously, I need to update my system. If I go on like this, bad things will happen. Maybe I need to get some kind of 'Fight Cold' feat? Is there such a thing?? I must find out. Anyhoo, I'm tiered, grouchy,and and my sinuses sting. I really don't want to roll up new character, (AKA: dying/reincarnation/moving-on/kicking-the-bucket/biting-the big-one/going-to-see-the-great-gig-in-the-sky, etc. for all you non-gamers out there =^.~) so I'll just have to tough it out and pray that I build a tolerance to sick.

Marvin I love you.

My Dad showed this to me today. I am battling the urge to cry.
..........So.......... sad........
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http://youtu.be/5ImiqaXBMkM

My sister meets girly anime

I got my sister into girly anime!!! =D
I saw about the 12 first Ouran Host Club episodes with my friend a couple months ago without my sister, who ages 12. Today, I had Monty Python's "I bet that they won't play this song on the radio" stuck in my head, so I found it on youtube. Then I saw that they made one that was synced with clips from Host Club, so I showed it to her. I ended up explaining the series to her, then showing her the show itself on youtube. She is HOOKED. It is sooo hilarious. She goes into fangirl mode whenever they make slashy jokes, (just as I do) so we'll be watching it, and we'll suddenly FREAK OUT, screaming, squealing, and thrashing. XD

PS!! Here's the Host/MP song! =D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v=9L__6aEAC9Y

Numbers and Heart Break

I was reading more Full Frontal Nerdity and I came across this. I have been feeling sentimental since the beginning of October, (as you can see in my archive) and this did it for me. I could feel my heart break. You know when you can really FEEL your heart break? It HURTS. Bad.

I have always been really attached to fictional characters. I read my first book at age 3, and I've been reading since, so I have always found fictional friends easier to relate to then 'real' (ie. non-fictional) human friends. Not that I'm bagging on my human friends! I love you guys. It's just that I've had more fictional friends then 'real' humans, and I haven't had a friend since I was about 8/9 up until last year. I'm really happy that I have you humans, and I wouldn't trade you for anything, but I still get attached to non human and fictional people a lot. I mean, whenever I think of Harry Potter, my heart breaks. I couldn't finish the 7nth book after Hedwig died. It just hurt to much. Now I just try not to listen whenever people start talking about who dies. I just turn a frantically blind ear to it and steel myself for the familiar crunching sound as the little tinted glass shards of my heart are ground into my stomach. Then I try to forget what I heard, try to remember the characters I love so much as breathing and happy. There will always be a place for them in my heart where they can live, it's just that, whenever my heart breaks, I have to recollect them, mend my heart, seal them inside, and then steel myself for the next splintering. I guess that's the amazing thing about hearts. They're so accident prone, yet we keep 'em around. We even fix them back up in the full knowledge that they will break again. Strangeness.

Anyhoo, If you have read this far, I thank you (yeah, you! Over there! The Person Staring at Light-Pixels! HI!! =D) for reading all of this angst-ridden, emo insanity. (No offense meant to any emos! =^^=  It's just not usually in my nature to 'go emo,' if you'll excuse the term) It really helps me when I write this stuff down. I hope that I haven't depressed you too much, and I thank you again for reading my stuff. It means a whole lot to me. =)


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PS!! Disclaimer: I hold absolutely no rights to Full Frontal Nerdity. Aaron Williams does. I'm just a fan.
Here's the link to this FFN page. http://nodwick.humor.gamespy.com/ffn/index.php?date=2010-06-09
If you are a Nerd, Geek or Dork, or like gaming or comics, you MUST read FFN. Seriously. =)


Qapla!

It will be most vital....

I told my Dad that I'm learning Klingon. He seemed amused, then later asked if I was "At least learning Japanese as well." I said that I was, and asked why he included 'At least.' He told me that Klingon didn't exactly count as a foreign language. I explained that it may be VITAL in about 20 years when the Geeks take over the planet. He sat for a moment, then conceded that I had a point.

Geeks Soj che' Earth!!
Qapla!

I am learning to speak in Klingon!!

Behold! My first word. 'Qapla.' I means 'Success.' (not relating to a specific success. It's more like "Go and succeed.") I credit Full Frontal Nerdity in teaching it to me. I have been reading it, and it is one of the most epic comic strips in all history. It NEVER gets old. Check it out. http://nodwick.humor.gamespy.com/ffn/index.php?date=2001-11-29

Learning the Klingon language has been on my 'Path to Supreme Geek' list since I was 12, although I have only JUST got around to it. (Yes, I do have such a list. Unfortunately, it was before I discovered Google Docs, so I wrote it on paper and lost it. ><)

I thought that learning this language is vital to all Geek and Nerd development. (and the art of whipping out really great insults.) So here are some great links to free sites that teach Klingonese! =D


A great site:
http://www.kli.org/

Everyday Klingon Phrases:

http://www.kli.org/tlh/phrases.html

Pronouncing Klingon words:

http://www.kli.org/tlh/sounds.html

Another great site:
http://klingonska.org/

An English to Klingon dictionary
http://klingonska.org/dict/

I found the 'Stats' button..... =]

I found that I can track who's been reading my blog, how many people, where they're from, and even what operating system they use!! I was amazed! People actually LOOK at this thing besides me!!! XDD HUZZAH!! o^^o
I will post the stats once I hit 50 veiws! =D (Hey, gotta pump up my ego, right? = 3 ....Right??)
Untill then, my faithful Minions..... }=D

The Mystery of the Haunted Refrigerator continues!

My Mom and The Refrigerator Demon have met head on, horns first.
After a couple fruitless attempts at de-Lemuring it by ripping it apart and showing it it's own insides, (Have I told you my Mom is a badass?) She finally broke down and called a refrigerator repairman/exorcist. Unfortunately, he didn't speak or understand very much English, (He was from Russia) so my Mom was leading HIM through it and explaining what was wrong with it. Today, he came over for the second time this week, (he didn't understand that the poor swelling fridge was filled with LIQUID the first time(hence the root of my assumptions that it is a Lemure)) and he unplugged it.
My Mother was right. The refrigerator leaks out water onto a pan, then the water in the pan evaporates. The leaker was plugged, so the water was causing swelling and bulging. I imagine that it would be like being unable to pee for a couple weeks or more. So, now that it's unplugged, it WON'T. STOP. PEEING. We have to set a small, metal, screw on jar-cap under the leaky-part (situated half an inch away from the floor) so it doesn't flood the floor. The poor fridge must be in much pain, or the Lemure must be refusing to exit, because the fridge pees into the pan drop by drop. So about every 13 minuets, we have to change it's dish. (which leaks by the way)
I feel rather bad for him, and take him as our new pet. I will call him 'Rrepcom,' the acronym for
Refrigerating
Recently
Exorcised
Peeing
Chunk
Of
Metal.

I hope he gets better soon, as I hate fighting Lemurs. (you have to bludgeon them repeatedly while they slop under their armor. NOT FUN. =P)
Oh, and did I mention that I'm suffering from MRMM, or Must Read More Manga? I finished the 3 volumes of Tsubasa that my friend loaned me. MUST GET MORE. O_O Sadness.
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Oh, AND the Drier and the Heater are preparing to launch a full-scale rebellion, aiming for independence from Mom's Matriarchal rule. I will post more about that when I catch more wind of the rebellion from the Water Heater (Who, while cranky and is susceptible to hot AND cold flashes, knows all. The real trick is getting her to talk to you.)

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10/17/11 UPDATE
I forgot to tell you!! The Lemure is no more. He obviously died from the chemicals that the repair man pumped into the fridge on his first trip, and festered in the tubing before draining out of poor REPCOM. The demon was fully drained from the pipes a day after I made the above post. I'm sorry I forgot to tell you. (whoever actually checks back here) I will try to be more consistent with my posts. n_n;
QAPLA!!}}=]
=^^=

I'd like about 9 hobbits of bailing wire......

I was doing my math today when I came upon a question that demanded I know if a meter was longer then a yard. This is pretty much my my train of thoughts (minus a few crack pairings here and there. XD)
Meter.... A meter is about hobbit sized right? Right. And hobbits are about 3 feet. 3 feet is a yard. So a meter is a yard? Yep. More or less. Yep. .....Yep.  .........Hello? Echo??


Upon discovery that a meter was 3.37 inches longer, I solved the problem and went back to daydreaming. I wondered why we had meters and yards. I supposed that a meter must be from a different system, and I began to wonder what it was. Suddenly, I thought that we should just abandon meters and yards and stick to hobbits. It could even differ from family to family!! =D
"And what could I get for you?"
"I'd like 20 by 20 hobbits of chicken wire."
"Okay. A Brandybuck or a Took?"
"Took size please."
Note: I do not know if there is a significant size difference between Tooks and Brandybucks. I feel shame, but not enough to research right now. Later. =^.~

Just think what our everyday shopping experience would be like! I really think that this could really change our metric system for the better. =)

Darn.

Dragon dice have become less popular on eBay since last year!! >=O
They used to have tons!! Units, Terrains, Dragons, Magestorms, Missle, Magic, Melee, the works. FOR UNDER $7.
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I suppose that that vendor isn't selling them right now. I really wish that I kept their name for future reference!! >=[
And the only vendor that I found sells his for $12 per 7 lot, which is okay I suppose, but it is an extra 5 bucks.... =P
Ehh, maybe I should stop griping. I just wish that I knew when the prices spike, so that I can buy at the lowest. =P

May the Dice be ever in your favor.

Something JUST came to me. I was reading Full Frontal Nerdity (It is SOO epic. If you are a Geek or a Nerd, or like D&D, THIS is the comic for you. http://nodwick.humor.gamespy.com/ffn/index.php?date=2001-11-29) And they mentioned Dragon Dice. I remember my Former (and First Ever) Dungeon Master talking about them. He literally said that if he got a million dollars, he'd invest them all in Dragon Dice, put them in his pool, and go swimming, I am completely serious. The guy REALLY liked those things. So anyhoo, on a whim, I made a Google search on 'em and remembered just how cool the looked, and just how cheep they are. I researched them last year, then hastily forgot their splendor lest I fall victim to debt (and weird looks from neighbors as I chilled in my Die-Pool. (heheh. WhiteWolf pun!! =D) )
Anyway, as I scrolled through Google Images, googling (pun not intended. >.<) at the many pics of rune caved polyhedral chunks of plastic, I realized something. Every Geek should receive a set of good dice when they complete their training. I got mine on eBay several years ago when I found my first tabletop RPG handbooks in Bart's Books. It was The Player's Guide and the Game Master's Guide to Alternity, by the way. I had only vaguely heard of D&D before, and although my Dad and Uncle used to be avid gamers, I had never set eyes upon a handbook. And yet I felt what it was. I knew, right then, that I was destined to have those books. I bought them, took them home, and started my life as a changed Geek. Unfortunately, I haven't played in that universe yet, but it is my goal.
So, moving closer to the main subject... I got my dice on eBay, and although my Dad paid for them, it wasn't the same as them being handed down to me. Sure, the dice didn't have my Dad's Dice Karma attached to them, (Which may or may not have been a good thing) but we were still really bummed that he didn't save them to hand down to his advancing Padiwan.
So, as I looked over these elegant dice, I realized that I should really start a dice collection to hand down to my future kids. I know that I will have them one day, I hope that they will be Geeks, and it would be an amazing gift to them if I presented them with their fist RPG manuals and Dice as their first day as True Geek Padiwans. I now know why people collect dice. =)

I can picture it now.
"Krin and Farren Sewell, step forward and receive your first Gift as True Geek Padiwans.
I present you with your First Manuals. May they always steer you to the right page. May you excel in your Gameplay, weather you be Elf or Orc, Wookie or Twelek, Lawful Good or Chaotic Evil, and any and all in between. May you feel Courage and Freedom, and learn Loyalty and Respect.
I present you with your First Dice. May they never fail you, and be merciful in their rolls. May you stand as Bridges between the Normal World and the World of Geek, with a foot on each side, and be Loved by all.
I pronounce you True Geek Padiwans. Stand strong, with feet in Reality, and never forget the True Joy of Geekdom.
May the Dice be ever in your favor."

Wintersleep's emotional ties

I was up thinking at 1:00 last night. I was trying to sleep, and feeling really beaten in. The weather is really knocking me down. I usually feel tired at 12:00 PM, but lately I've been getting drowsy at 8:00 PM.
I started really wondering about why we (or at least I) get sentimental and lonely during the winter. My friend told me that in the fall we "change from exterior, yang, and sun, to interior, yin, and earth." That makes sense, but it is well neigh impossible to convince my mind to drop things when it's in it's manic butt-crack-'o-dawn-quick-think-of-something-to-keep-Rahel-up state. So it kept banging itself against the doors to my inner secrets, hoping that it would find some answers to lap up from it's bruises, when something came to me.

I thought that maybe the reason we feel sentimental in the winter is to remind ourselves of our earthly ties. To remind us why we have to wake up from the long winter and carry out our lives. I wondered what would happen if someone went into wintersleep without harboring love of the outside world within themselves. Would they die? Does this love act as some kind of way to sustain our souls in sleep? As a lifeforce even? Or maybe, if we forgot our love, we wouldn't have a reason to wake.

I suppose that, anyway, it's important to constantly remind ourselves why we live. A world without winter would be a forgetful place indeed.

So lonely......

It's raining. It's overcast. And cold. About 70 degrees. I'm sleepy. And grouchy. I have a poltergeist in my house and I'm not sure if I should exorcise him, or attempt to come to an understanding, despite the fact that he leaves when I try to reason with him. My refrigerator is haunted, (I'm guessing by a Lemure) and it's floor is swelling up. I'm not absolutely sure what the Ghostbuster's area code is, and if they would help me out with the fridge anyway. Google search won't give me a strait answer to the question "What do werewolves do when it rains?" I had a sentimental dream about my friends, including my former Aikido Sensei, who has left the Dojo to travel. Just as I woke up, I realized just how much I miss him, and I wondered if wishing that he would come back would be rude, as he seems to be happy traveling, and if I should just wish him luck instead.

I feel so lonely when it rains.

On the bright side, I have tea! I have been on a Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy craze, and tea is all I want. Oh, AND my Mom just fixed the heater! Maybe I won't go into cold-induced suspended animation after all. =)

I have one of the coolest Moms in the whole world.

One of my Mom's best friends has a son. It's his birthday, and he wanted it starwars themed. My Mom's offered to make the pinata. We held a meeting with the Birthday Dude (Being called 'birthday boy' isn't usualy flattering, no matter the gender, the current date, or how young you are, so I settle for addressing a male *ahem* birthday CHILD as the Birthday Dude.) To decide what we should make it into. He wanted a spaceship. My Mother, being the pinata whizz she is, determined that it was a surmountable task, so I got called in to find a ship that could be sculpted out of cardboard and paper mache. (Being a Geek really pays off sometimes. =^.~ ) So, anyway, I got to Wookieepedia and we browsed a bit (My truly epic Padiwan Geek sister giving advice and giudence along the way), finally choosing a Delta 7B Starfighter. I pulled up a large picture for my Mom, and give her about 30 mins, she creates a masterpiece. Something to be admired over by drooling Starwars Nerds, Geeks, and Dorks everywhere.

I kid you not, she is the coolest Mom any Geek could ever ask for.
(Oh, and she Says "She even dug around in the bottom of the RECYCLING bin for the cardboard. A very DIRTY recycling bin, I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW.")


Sooooo, here it is!! Prepare the mass drooling over the (unpainted) pinata and the building of many hecatombs in my epic Mother's honor.

I will post more pics of the finished ship when I receive them. =D