preussisch_blau: (Winston Churchill)
You didn't read it here first if you're friends with [ profile] iamstillthemoon, but apparently being extremely upset about something that happens on LJ is equal to injuring yourself to gain attention!

Apologies for those on the f-list who dislike all-caps, but I think the title needed it.

my weekend

Sunday, 16 March 2008 13:11
preussisch_blau: (Too busy looking suave...)
whilst not quite made of win, has been pretty decent.

yesterday, as at least a few of you knew, was drill team practise. we started working on our innovative drill.

for those of you not in the know, innovative drill is a drill routine made up by the team (supposedly. it is typically the adult coach who makes it up) that incorporates standard drill procedures in a creative and visually appealing fashion. think about the marine corps silent drill team or the air force honour guard, only with less rifles and bayonets.

out of what so far spans five pages, we got to the end of page three, which accounts for a little over a minute of drill. i have no doubt that, as we need to have a performance three to five minutes long, there will be closer to nine or ten pages when the whole thing is completed. it might not get much longer, though, if it's mostly marching commands. the first minute is more stationary drill than anything.

my run time has dropped two minutes... which is decent, except i need to drop two more to get it below nine minutes. i am not happy. not at all. it's taken two weeks of running just to get back to my old "not at all in shape" time.

also, i am a genius at aerospace. perfect scores on all the practise tests. this week shall be devoted to studying leadership.

dinner last night was chinese. pork egg foo young... mmm... also, fried wontons. those are currently in the fridge. i may heat them up for a late lunch. also... i have a cherry coke. this makes me happy. now, to convince mum that my kidneys don't care if i go through 24 cans of soda (of the cherry coke varietal) in two weeks.

i ended up just collapsing into bed at around 2030 last night. woke up once around 0130, debated getting on the computer to say hi to people. i then promptly rolled over and fell back asleep.

to-day, of course, is palm sunday. so, we ended up bringing home quite a few palms. i've got three roses weaved so far, and i'm not too sure what i'll do with the rest. perhaps more roses, or maybe a few crosses. i'm still trying to work out the secrets of this lovely layered palm cross a lady at the church gave to me a few years back. i think i've figured it out, but i don't want to ruin the palms, seeing as they've been blessed.

wednesday we go shopping for easter outfits. what larks. i hate shopping for clothes. nothing that really fits in the waist will fit across my chest or hips. *flips off modern clothing manufacturers*

so, i've had a good weekend. hope everyone else is at least having a passable one.

you may have noticed a lack of capital letters in this post. well, see, people online keep over-using capital letters, so there's a bit of a shortage around these parts. please, people, don't mindlessly abuse your resources. other people need them too. if we keep using capitals at the rate we are now, by the time our grandchildren are born we will have run out of capitals. i know there are currently programmes to help more lowercase letters grow to be capitals, but as soon as the letters mature, it appears that poachers kill them and give them over to people willing to pay to just capitalise wantonly.
preussisch_blau: (Proud Sobel)
As said in that comment, if you want to respond to it, do so here. I don't want to clutter her journal with this.

Say whatever you want. Lay into me if you want. Call me anything you damn well please. Defriend me.

At this point, I couldn't care less.

*puts on Pimp Hat*

Thursday, 6 March 2008 23:30
preussisch_blau: (I'm too sexy)

The comm is [ profile] jump_wings, a new stamping community for all you BoB fans. If you missed out on [ profile] currahee_stamp, here's your chance to see who you are. If you've been stamped before... Well, why not get another? Your lovely mod [ profile] themearas won't mind, I'm sure. Rules and stamps proper are still being made, but why not join now and create the rush?
preussisch_blau: (Mental (Charlie Crews- Life))
Right, for those of you who missed it... here ya go. Have at it, and return here when you're done.

... *checks watch* *drinks coffee* *downs some more cold medicine*

Huh? Oh, good, you're back.


Thursday, 14 February 2008 01:44
preussisch_blau: (Default)
Oh, look, LJ drama.

I wish I knew what the Hell half those comments were about.

Ugh. I don't think I want to be involved with this fandom much longer... I love the series, I love the books, I (have a platonic) love (for) the men... But I'm reminded of why I left fandom alone since middle school up until I broke my foot at college and had nothing else to do with my time. You end up with at least two separate groups of people against each other amongst the established folks in fandom, and then us newbs are left on the sidelines going "WTF mate?" at old wank being dragged up and some of us being criticised for not knowing the "whole story", so to speak, and simply supporting the person we know. ((Amongst other oh so lovely facets of fandom.))

I kind of wish I hadn't run out of inspiration for Hot Fuzz, except that ended up getting needlessly wanky too.

I know no matter where I choose to spend my time, there's going to be wank and there are going to be cliques... Except somehow, I'd rather spend my time where at least the things being wanked over matter a little in real life.

I haven't made up my mind to quit fandom just yet... Except it's getting to that point.

The most recent thing isn't the entire reason. Far from it. Things from a week ago, and just little things that pop up from time to time... Combined with shit from Hot Fuzz fandom, and even before then with things from my first forays into fandom back in middle school.

I get stressed far too easily. I worry too much about the past. I know I can't change things or take back words or any of that, but I have enough emotional shit from college to worry about without having fandom chickenshit piled on top. It's... I don't even know how to begin to describe what's going on inside my head, but I've never really felt like I fit in anywhere, and then when I think I do and this sort of fuckery happens? No. No. I've been burned enough to know better. Once burned, twice shy? Multiply that by a fucking million times, and you'll see where I'm coming from.

It's like school. Like grade school. And I know real life is like this too, but at least when I hear the things people wank about in real life, it's shit that matters. Work, money, family. I know there's some of the unimportant stuff too, I'm not an idiot and I'm not naive, but... Ugh. I can't do this shit. I'm burned out on this. I'm burned out on a lot lately. I need to get my life in order. I don't have time to waste on this crap. Not when I need to get back in shape. Not when I need to get a job. Not when I need to learn how to drive a fucking car. I can't drive. Eighteen years old and I can't drive a car. What the fuck is the matter with me?

Rhetorical question. No need to answer. There's a lot the matter with me. Fuck... I... Just fuck it all.


Sunday, 23 December 2007 18:03
preussisch_blau: (SIZZUHS!)
Today, I am proud to announce the beginning of a new community, hopefully one that shall bring many lulz.

[profile] icanhassizzuhs

For all your Band of Brothers macro needs. So please, go and have fun. ^__^
preussisch_blau: (broken)
Ehem... Ladies, Gentlemen... but mostly the ladies.

I am here to tell you that Justin Timberlake lied to you. Yes. He lied. He is not bringing sexy back. He cannot bring sexy back. How do I know this? How, you may ask. Well, I shall tell you how I know.

You cannot bring back that which had never left in the first place.

My proof: This Post.

I warn you, it is large, takes for-frickin-ever to load on dial-up or equivalently 'fast' connections, but it is well worth your time.

*exits, stage right*

Ps./ Damian Lewis is no longer allowed near sunglasses and Stetsons. It makes my brain spontaneously combust from the heat.


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