Saturday, March 09, 2002
As promised, here are my latest quiz results.

What is YOUR Highschool label?
I like this one, because I see myself as an individual. I am in High School (shh, don't tell anyone) and I can't wait to leave. My peers probably consider me a prep, but I pretty much do my own thing.
Whole Brain Dominant
leaning to the right
You like flexible structure. You use your deep insight and logic to solve problems. You enjoy experiencing many new things. You have at least one area of expertice that allows you to demonstrate your creativity.
test yourself at geekykid.net
I think this is really nice, and I hope it's true.
This is what I am:
This is what I think fits me better:
test yourself at geekykid.net
I think this is really funny, because I actually was a gifted child, and did well on the IQ tests and puzzles, but I was also mildly dyslexic and had a really hard learning to read, and tying my shoes and things of that nature.
I hope this makes up for the monotony of my last post. Enjoy! -M

What is YOUR Highschool label?
I like this one, because I see myself as an individual. I am in High School (shh, don't tell anyone) and I can't wait to leave. My peers probably consider me a prep, but I pretty much do my own thing.
leaning to the right
You like flexible structure. You use your deep insight and logic to solve problems. You enjoy experiencing many new things. You have at least one area of expertice that allows you to demonstrate your creativity.
test yourself at geekykid.net
I think this is really nice, and I hope it's true.
This is what I am:
Cor blimey, I taste like Tea.I am a subtle flavour, quiet and polite, gentle, almost ambient. My presence in crowds will often go unnoticed. Best not to spill me on your clothes though, I can leave a nasty stain. What Flavour Are You? |
This is what I think fits me better:
I am Chocolate Flavoured.I am sweet and a little bit naughty. I am one of the few clinically proven aphrodisiacs. Sometimes I can seem a little hard, but show warmth and I soon melt. What Flavour Are You? |
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test yourself at geekykid.net
I think this is really funny, because I actually was a gifted child, and did well on the IQ tests and puzzles, but I was also mildly dyslexic and had a really hard learning to read, and tying my shoes and things of that nature.
I hope this makes up for the monotony of my last post. Enjoy! -M
mood: tired but happy
music: Moulin Rouge! soundtrack (I'm broke, but I can't wait to buy the second one so I'll have "Spectacular, Spectacular"
The above is a pathetic attempt at copying LiveJournal. I desparately want one, so if you have a code and want to give it to me, I'd be v. happy. In the mean time I'll keep blogging away. So let's take a look at today...
I got home around 0100 from the late night escapade. We had our little fun and then went to Steak n' Shake, which is the foulest wannabe 50s diner ever, but is redeemed by staying open 24 hours a day. Hanging out with Ali and Holly is an experience unto itself, because they are so witty. Whenever I'm around them, I'm reminded of Catullus and his circle (I would use the right term, but I can't think of how to spell it). They all try so hard to be venustus and urbane and sophisticated with their double entendre and little jokes and things, and Holly and Ali just are so quick and sarcastic. Anyways, when I got home, I went straight for my computer (I should name it) and read Chapter Fourteen of Lori's The Show That Never Ends. It was great, I alternately was repulsed by the emotional disattachment and melted into the warm/fuzzies at the sweet bits. I'm dying to see what happens in Hero With A Thousand Faces.
So I slept in today (so rare) before getting up and cleaning the house, which was about as exciting as burnt toast. The only high point of cleaning was washing my truck, which, while it yet to miraculously change into a Corvette, looks much better now that I washed, vacuumed, and detailed it.
So I finally took a shower, which did nothing to remove the lingering scent of Chlorox (sp?), and then checked my e-mail.
I read chapter 10 of The Ship, which is so predictable. I don't know if I'm being spoiled on FictionAlley, or if Star Wars fic quality has just plummeted, but the Mara and Luke list hasn't produced any magnum opus lately. Even Michelle, who started out so great with Book I of Journey of Discovery just nose dived in Book II. On a higher fanfic note, it seems it never rains but it pours, because in the wake of reading STNE last night, today I read the latest chapter of HP and the Time of Good Intentions (I never cease to be amazed that Barb can go off on six zillion tangents and still never lose my interest), Resolution (it's just lovely...I don't think I'll ever leave the S.S. Guns and Handcuffs), and...crap, I know there was one more and I'm drawing this mammoth blank. Oh well, I'm sure you don't care anyways.
So I dragged myself away from the FA Underground, and went to see Nicole perform at her drumline competition. Now, I've known we had a really good band and colorguard, and how the band people are all into band, but this was really amazing. I think it's so incredible how you can never hear of something, and yet it has this entire cult following of people. I guess I should be used to it, people always give me weird looks when I talk about competing in Latin, even though there are over 20,000 Latin students in the United States alone. But I digress, this drumline thing was really cool, even though I know nothing about drumming. Each show had a theme and cheoreography, and they all had a few people who weren't even drumming, just acting. It was pretty cool, and our group won their division, which was great because this was their first competition in it, because they just were moved up.
So then I went out to dinner with Kristin, Nicole, and Marissa. Nicole and Marissa are my roommates next year, and Marissa is hunting for our apartment. We'll see how that goes. People say never to live with your friends, and I agree. I'm not really good friends with them, we just get along and all need somewhere to live, so I think it will do nicely.
In other news, I've been toying around with the idea of trying to interview fanfic authors and profile them in a series of articles right here on my blog. I came up with this idea a few weeks ago, but I wasn't sure how I would do it, so I kind of put it on the back burner. So much of interviewing has to do with interpreting and noting facial movements, vocal changes, and body language that I'm not sure how well I can do through typing, but I came up with some feasible ideas, so I e-mailed some of the people I would like to talk to, and the response was very encouraging. If there is anyone you would like me to interview, e-mail me.
Okay, that was a gargantuan blog, so I'll go read everyone's LJ's and try to find something cute to put on mine. -Morgan
music: Moulin Rouge! soundtrack (I'm broke, but I can't wait to buy the second one so I'll have "Spectacular, Spectacular"
The above is a pathetic attempt at copying LiveJournal. I desparately want one, so if you have a code and want to give it to me, I'd be v. happy. In the mean time I'll keep blogging away. So let's take a look at today...
I got home around 0100 from the late night escapade. We had our little fun and then went to Steak n' Shake, which is the foulest wannabe 50s diner ever, but is redeemed by staying open 24 hours a day. Hanging out with Ali and Holly is an experience unto itself, because they are so witty. Whenever I'm around them, I'm reminded of Catullus and his circle (I would use the right term, but I can't think of how to spell it). They all try so hard to be venustus and urbane and sophisticated with their double entendre and little jokes and things, and Holly and Ali just are so quick and sarcastic. Anyways, when I got home, I went straight for my computer (I should name it) and read Chapter Fourteen of Lori's The Show That Never Ends. It was great, I alternately was repulsed by the emotional disattachment and melted into the warm/fuzzies at the sweet bits. I'm dying to see what happens in Hero With A Thousand Faces.
So I slept in today (so rare) before getting up and cleaning the house, which was about as exciting as burnt toast. The only high point of cleaning was washing my truck, which, while it yet to miraculously change into a Corvette, looks much better now that I washed, vacuumed, and detailed it.
So I finally took a shower, which did nothing to remove the lingering scent of Chlorox (sp?), and then checked my e-mail.
I read chapter 10 of The Ship, which is so predictable. I don't know if I'm being spoiled on FictionAlley, or if Star Wars fic quality has just plummeted, but the Mara and Luke list hasn't produced any magnum opus lately. Even Michelle, who started out so great with Book I of Journey of Discovery just nose dived in Book II. On a higher fanfic note, it seems it never rains but it pours, because in the wake of reading STNE last night, today I read the latest chapter of HP and the Time of Good Intentions (I never cease to be amazed that Barb can go off on six zillion tangents and still never lose my interest), Resolution (it's just lovely...I don't think I'll ever leave the S.S. Guns and Handcuffs), and...crap, I know there was one more and I'm drawing this mammoth blank. Oh well, I'm sure you don't care anyways.
So I dragged myself away from the FA Underground, and went to see Nicole perform at her drumline competition. Now, I've known we had a really good band and colorguard, and how the band people are all into band, but this was really amazing. I think it's so incredible how you can never hear of something, and yet it has this entire cult following of people. I guess I should be used to it, people always give me weird looks when I talk about competing in Latin, even though there are over 20,000 Latin students in the United States alone. But I digress, this drumline thing was really cool, even though I know nothing about drumming. Each show had a theme and cheoreography, and they all had a few people who weren't even drumming, just acting. It was pretty cool, and our group won their division, which was great because this was their first competition in it, because they just were moved up.
So then I went out to dinner with Kristin, Nicole, and Marissa. Nicole and Marissa are my roommates next year, and Marissa is hunting for our apartment. We'll see how that goes. People say never to live with your friends, and I agree. I'm not really good friends with them, we just get along and all need somewhere to live, so I think it will do nicely.
In other news, I've been toying around with the idea of trying to interview fanfic authors and profile them in a series of articles right here on my blog. I came up with this idea a few weeks ago, but I wasn't sure how I would do it, so I kind of put it on the back burner. So much of interviewing has to do with interpreting and noting facial movements, vocal changes, and body language that I'm not sure how well I can do through typing, but I came up with some feasible ideas, so I e-mailed some of the people I would like to talk to, and the response was very encouraging. If there is anyone you would like me to interview, e-mail me.
Okay, that was a gargantuan blog, so I'll go read everyone's LJ's and try to find something cute to put on mine. -Morgan
Friday, March 08, 2002
Query:
Is anyone reading this? I haven't given anyone I know in RL the URL, because I plan to talk about them, but i'm interested if I'm getting any hits. Do most people with LJ's and blogs tell their RL friends about their websites, or is it a form of unrepressed free expression to share with online friends? -M
Is anyone reading this? I haven't given anyone I know in RL the URL, because I plan to talk about them, but i'm interested if I'm getting any hits. Do most people with LJ's and blogs tell their RL friends about their websites, or is it a form of unrepressed free expression to share with online friends? -M

So which letter of the alphabet matches YOUR personality, huh?
It's really sad, that I'm doing this on a Friday night. However, I do have late night plans with Ali and Holly, as I mentioned earlier. We are indeed going to go prank Hornick. I would have had a more exciting night, except my dad restricted my dring for reasons unknown, and said I couldn't drive out to Perdido to plot with Holly and Ali, thus I am stuck alone waiting for them. humph. Will still be fun. -M
![]() | You're a dangerous person -- very ambitious, self-aware and self-reliant. You know what your strengths are and how best to use them to your advantage, and you know what your weaknesses are and how to downplay them. You can either be a great leader or a great tyrant, but you'll definitely be great. Chances are you're also very sarcastic. |
Finally, a quiz where I get the one I want. Woo-hoo! Slytherin Pride! (hmm, also the title of a Rhysenn fic) -M
[I used to have a pic, but the link broke]
I love Drew Barrymore's hair. Would that I could find a decent hairdresser. Have horrid hair right now, as if last hair dresser wanted to mutilate me or something. -M
I love Drew Barrymore's hair. Would that I could find a decent hairdresser. Have horrid hair right now, as if last hair dresser wanted to mutilate me or something. -M
Okay, after posting blatently pretentious quizzy things, now I'm actually taking the time to write. No blog yesterday because I was feeling rather foul to say the least. Today was pretty slow, although lovely. I spent my lunch break in Seville Square reading Femina Perfecta. I'm such a prat, by the time I get to FSU, I'll know it's entire history simply because I'm reading this book for school. Oh well, knowledge never hurt anyone.
Once home, I got online and started reading Aja's lovely Love Under Will, which was divine. I'm a member of the Draco 101 list, and had heard so many good things about it, I was v. excited to read it. It was extraordinarily difficult to tear myself away and go to daily mass. Note: thought it was funny that Narcissa's family was Catholic.
Last weekend at Reconcilliation I discussed slash with my priest (who scarily knew what it was) and he asked me to consider two things, why do I read slash, and what do I get out of it. I'm still trying to answer that, but the lack of condemnation made me feel better about being such an H/D shipper.
Anyways, I was actually v. glad I went to mass because I saw Ali there, and she psuedo-invited me to be initiated into the "group" tonight, which basically is going and rolling/forking/messing up Hornick's yard. Hornick is my Latin instructor, and the former Latin students are all very close, esp. the older ones (who comprise the aforesaid group).
All in all, a lovely day. -M
Once home, I got online and started reading Aja's lovely Love Under Will, which was divine. I'm a member of the Draco 101 list, and had heard so many good things about it, I was v. excited to read it. It was extraordinarily difficult to tear myself away and go to daily mass. Note: thought it was funny that Narcissa's family was Catholic.
Last weekend at Reconcilliation I discussed slash with my priest (who scarily knew what it was) and he asked me to consider two things, why do I read slash, and what do I get out of it. I'm still trying to answer that, but the lack of condemnation made me feel better about being such an H/D shipper.
Anyways, I was actually v. glad I went to mass because I saw Ali there, and she psuedo-invited me to be initiated into the "group" tonight, which basically is going and rolling/forking/messing up Hornick's yard. Hornick is my Latin instructor, and the former Latin students are all very close, esp. the older ones (who comprise the aforesaid group).
All in all, a lovely day. -M

What's Your Style? Find out @ She's Crafty
You're a true nature chick who loves the outdoors. Because you're always running from activity to activity, you have zero time for a full, fussy face of makeup. Instead, you want to be able to hop out of the shower, pull your hair into a ponytail, slap on some sunscreen, and go. Just make sure that your laid-back, all-things-natural attitude doesn't lead to you become lazy -even on-the-go girls need to glam themselves up sometimes!
Sadly, this is definitely me, as I have very little time for fashion upkeep. I wish I could look great all the time, but sadly, I simply don't have the time.

Take the Which Powerpuff Girl Are You? Test.
::pouts:: I really wanted to be Bubbles, she's my favorite, but I won't cheat, this is who I am...
Wednesday, March 06, 2002
Am giving in to peer pressure and taking part in "groupthink". Cannot believe I am such a follower.
5 Bands People Should Give a Listen:
01. Sneaker Pimps
02. Bob Rice
03. Relient K
04. Superchic[k]
05. Soul Asylum
5 Things That Turn You On About People:
01. Fun, but able to be serious
02. Gives the kind of hugs that make you feel all warm, fuzzy, and safe
03. natural hair, not contorted into some 'stylish' but foul look
04. looking good without a shirt....mmm
05. nice smile
5 Movies You Watch All of the Time:
01. Star Wars
02. A Life Less Ordinary
03. Pride and Prejudice (I don't know why everyone goes for the wet scene, I like the fencing scene)
04. Moulin Rouge!
05. Strictly Ballroom
5 Songs on Your MP3 List Right Now:
Um - I don't actually have an MP3 player. So let's list 5 favoured songs instead!
01. Superchic[k]- It'll be alright
02. Rufus Wainwright-Halleluja (sp?)--and this is so John's fault
03. Delirious-Deeper
04. Ewan McGregor-Just in Love
05. Relient K-Less is More (my Lent theme song)
5 Things People Should Know About You:
01. I am Catholic
02. I'm loud, but I would like to be more quiet
03. I want to go into some kind of speaking ministry
04. I plan to join the FSU circus
05. I am a fanfic addict, but have never 'published' anything.
5 Things On Your Desk Right Now:
01. pens that don't work
02. empty dcTalk cd cases
03. By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept
04. transcripts
05. phone numbers that don't belong to anyone
5 Things You Say the Most:
01. "Random!"
02. "For real"
03. "Did I just say that?"
04. "yea!"
05. "I have a story about that..."
5 Things You Do Not Understand About Your Own Sex:
01. Why we wear ugly offensive and degrading clothing.
02. Why I'm the only one who likes Ewan McGregor, when he's obviously so hot.
03. Why do we cross our legs very meticulously when wearing pants when it's uncomfortable?
04. Why we expect ourselves to look cute and wear make up all the time when it obviously such a pain in the arse.
05. The way we tune out of conversations without the other person being aware we're not listening.
5 Bands People Should Give a Listen:
01. Sneaker Pimps
02. Bob Rice
03. Relient K
04. Superchic[k]
05. Soul Asylum
5 Things That Turn You On About People:
01. Fun, but able to be serious
02. Gives the kind of hugs that make you feel all warm, fuzzy, and safe
03. natural hair, not contorted into some 'stylish' but foul look
04. looking good without a shirt....mmm
05. nice smile
5 Movies You Watch All of the Time:
01. Star Wars
02. A Life Less Ordinary
03. Pride and Prejudice (I don't know why everyone goes for the wet scene, I like the fencing scene)
04. Moulin Rouge!
05. Strictly Ballroom
5 Songs on Your MP3 List Right Now:
Um - I don't actually have an MP3 player. So let's list 5 favoured songs instead!
01. Superchic[k]- It'll be alright
02. Rufus Wainwright-Halleluja (sp?)--and this is so John's fault
03. Delirious-Deeper
04. Ewan McGregor-Just in Love
05. Relient K-Less is More (my Lent theme song)
5 Things People Should Know About You:
01. I am Catholic
02. I'm loud, but I would like to be more quiet
03. I want to go into some kind of speaking ministry
04. I plan to join the FSU circus
05. I am a fanfic addict, but have never 'published' anything.
5 Things On Your Desk Right Now:
01. pens that don't work
02. empty dcTalk cd cases
03. By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept
04. transcripts
05. phone numbers that don't belong to anyone
5 Things You Say the Most:
01. "Random!"
02. "For real"
03. "Did I just say that?"
04. "yea!"
05. "I have a story about that..."
5 Things You Do Not Understand About Your Own Sex:
01. Why we wear ugly offensive and degrading clothing.
02. Why I'm the only one who likes Ewan McGregor, when he's obviously so hot.
03. Why do we cross our legs very meticulously when wearing pants when it's uncomfortable?
04. Why we expect ourselves to look cute and wear make up all the time when it obviously such a pain in the arse.
05. The way we tune out of conversations without the other person being aware we're not listening.
Hmm, I've noticed my terrible typing skills are becoming readily evident in my blog. Oh well, typos can exist comfortably with me.
Right now I'm at Old Hometown, and I'm so stressed out. I've got a Council meeting this afternoon at 1600, and then immediately following, I have Living Stations at 1830. Why do I live my life like this? I really do not enjoy the constant activity. I want peace in my life, and yet I constantly am getting involved in new things. What possesses me to keep up my hellish schedule?
The reason I have chosen today to complain about my busy life is because I got my Calculus grade today. I understnad Calculus, I just wig out on the tests. I have a 66. I've never had that low of a grade in my life for a grading period. I think my lowest is like an 88. What has happened to me? I have no time to study. Right now I have regular youth group, Core team, Latin State, Council, full coursework, and trying to maintain functioning relationships with my friends around the world. I just can't handle it right now. I need divine intervention. Or a personal assistant. I wouldn't say no to Sean Biggerstaff or Orlando Bloom. Actually I really want Ewan McGregor who is the film star love of my life. Real love life is non-existant. Am doomed to eternal spinsterhood. Am love pariah in manner of Bridget Jones or similar. Except she has Mark Darcy. I will stop ranting now and let you get on with your day. _morgan
Right now I'm at Old Hometown, and I'm so stressed out. I've got a Council meeting this afternoon at 1600, and then immediately following, I have Living Stations at 1830. Why do I live my life like this? I really do not enjoy the constant activity. I want peace in my life, and yet I constantly am getting involved in new things. What possesses me to keep up my hellish schedule?
The reason I have chosen today to complain about my busy life is because I got my Calculus grade today. I understnad Calculus, I just wig out on the tests. I have a 66. I've never had that low of a grade in my life for a grading period. I think my lowest is like an 88. What has happened to me? I have no time to study. Right now I have regular youth group, Core team, Latin State, Council, full coursework, and trying to maintain functioning relationships with my friends around the world. I just can't handle it right now. I need divine intervention. Or a personal assistant. I wouldn't say no to Sean Biggerstaff or Orlando Bloom. Actually I really want Ewan McGregor who is the film star love of my life. Real love life is non-existant. Am doomed to eternal spinsterhood. Am love pariah in manner of Bridget Jones or similar. Except she has Mark Darcy. I will stop ranting now and let you get on with your day. _morgan
Tuesday, March 05, 2002
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Hanging with Ali was great fun, I can't wait to hang out with her and Holly this weekend. Hmm....actually together they make teh most sarcastic team I've ever met, but hopefully I'll survive. V. excited despite vague misgivings. Lindsay will be in Atlanta this weekend at a volleyball tournament, and I will essentially be home alone. I'm broke so I'll probably be surfing the net. -M
Okay, I'm going to actually write a blog. I just wrote a really long one about my day, and this *expletive, expletive, vulgar language, rather colorful metaphor* ate it. So I'll only do a recap of my day.
0615
Woke up, sadly. Way too cold for Florida. Felt like I could freeze my bollocks off. The frost was pretty and sparkly though.
0700
Running late for school. Truck (which I wish was a champagne Corvette with a T-top and tan leather interior) had frost on the windshield, making me later.
0730
Arrive at school, only to do nothing.
0900
The lack of caffeine starting to get to me. Need Diet Coke, no access to Diet Coke. Have pounding caffeine withdrawl headache.
1030
Leave horrid school to have a lovely jaunt downtown at Old Hometown. Hate that school district is closing it down. Bloody politicians saying they want better education, then spend time and money debating the qualifications for Anasthesiologists (that is spelled completely wrong, I'm sure). Love America, hate politicians. However, being downtown is relaxing in and of itself. Wish I spent more time there.
1300
Studied for Latin State. Am such a huge nerd, have nothing better to do with my time, except discuss existance of God with German exchange student (I am devout Catholic, he is an Athiestic Catholic).
1400
Skipped economics to see Jon play tennis. He's looking like he gained a few pounds, although still has lovely legs. The German guy he was playing was absolutely dishy however. Greatly enjoyed the match, even though I am terrible at keeping score.
1500
Home at last, checked e-mail, talked to Taryn, hung out for a while. Am still online. Rest of my blog is projected day.
1700
At daily mass. Hopefully have Fr. Doug, as had Fr. Dominic yesterday.
1800
Yea! Got to see Ali! So glad she is in town to give advice and hang out with. She's lovely.
2000
Why oh why do I procrastinate? I knew I had all this homework, and put it off until now...blurry homework....
So that was my day. No interesting e-mails...ooh, I did read Rhysenn's new LOTR fic, but I think she's not really into it, and is writing it because people want her to write it as she is figurehead of slash. Seems rather impersonal. It's not that I only read sweet fluffy fics (Snitch! obsession case in point), but I can tell when the writer is really there, and I don't think Rhysenn is there. _-Morgan
0615
Woke up, sadly. Way too cold for Florida. Felt like I could freeze my bollocks off. The frost was pretty and sparkly though.
0700
Running late for school. Truck (which I wish was a champagne Corvette with a T-top and tan leather interior) had frost on the windshield, making me later.
0730
Arrive at school, only to do nothing.
0900
The lack of caffeine starting to get to me. Need Diet Coke, no access to Diet Coke. Have pounding caffeine withdrawl headache.
1030
Leave horrid school to have a lovely jaunt downtown at Old Hometown. Hate that school district is closing it down. Bloody politicians saying they want better education, then spend time and money debating the qualifications for Anasthesiologists (that is spelled completely wrong, I'm sure). Love America, hate politicians. However, being downtown is relaxing in and of itself. Wish I spent more time there.
1300
Studied for Latin State. Am such a huge nerd, have nothing better to do with my time, except discuss existance of God with German exchange student (I am devout Catholic, he is an Athiestic Catholic).
1400
Skipped economics to see Jon play tennis. He's looking like he gained a few pounds, although still has lovely legs. The German guy he was playing was absolutely dishy however. Greatly enjoyed the match, even though I am terrible at keeping score.
1500
Home at last, checked e-mail, talked to Taryn, hung out for a while. Am still online. Rest of my blog is projected day.
1700
At daily mass. Hopefully have Fr. Doug, as had Fr. Dominic yesterday.
1800
Yea! Got to see Ali! So glad she is in town to give advice and hang out with. She's lovely.
2000
Why oh why do I procrastinate? I knew I had all this homework, and put it off until now...blurry homework....
So that was my day. No interesting e-mails...ooh, I did read Rhysenn's new LOTR fic, but I think she's not really into it, and is writing it because people want her to write it as she is figurehead of slash. Seems rather impersonal. It's not that I only read sweet fluffy fics (Snitch! obsession case in point), but I can tell when the writer is really there, and I don't think Rhysenn is there. _-Morgan







