Random poetry

Some more angry/angsty poetry below the cut:

Stuck, Unstuck-A Short Screenplay

Sorry about needing to click to see it.  This is the only way I could think of to actually get the proper margins and spacing.  Anyways, here it is: 

99 Things (a Meme)

Sooooo, this is a meme I stole from Gunfighter1 whose blog I found while I was procrastinating.  Needless to say, I thought I’d add it here.  Things I’ve done are crossed off.  Lol I like my original and follow-up list better.

Rejected, a short screenplay. By yours truly.

The first screenplay for my screenwriting class.  It sucks pretty badly, but I thought I’d share it anyways.  Feel free to read it/use it/fix it/do whatever with it!  Sorry that the formatting is way off, but I’m too lazy to fix it right now.

Wowzers I have a real procrastination problem!

That’s the first step, right?  Admitting you have a problem?  Well there you have it.  Admitted.

February Update… in poetic form

I found myself writing poetry in physics class today as I reflected upon some of my successes (but mostly on my failures) in accomplishing my list of resolutions, goals, and plans for this year.  It started with “I fell off the train” because I remembered a similar phrase being used to describe alcoholics who kick the habit, but then start back up again.  I still don’t know the exact phraseology, but it worked for my metaphor, so I kept it.

This year’s reading list

Aside from simply writing more often, I would also like to read a lot more.   I would like to actually be able to consider myself a prolific reader once again.  So here are two lists: one from SFBC and one I made up myself. Note I crossed off books I’ve already read on the SFBC list  When I finish each book, I’ll come back here and cross it off, putting the date I finished it in parenthesis next to it.

My Personal List:

1. Old Man’s War, John Scalzi
2. Agent to The Stars, John Scalzi
3. Dancing Barefoot, Wil Wheaton
4. The Tales of Beedle the Bard, JK Rowling
5. Twilight, Stephanie Meyer
6. New Moon, Stephanie Meyer
7. Breaking Dawn, Stephanie Meyer

The rest are below the cut:

My resolutions, goals, and plans for 2009!!!

Resolutions:

1. go to every class (with very few exceptions, which need to be preapproved by me)
2. go to bed by midnight except for weekends on call… then it switches to 1:00
3. run 6 days a week
4. run 35+ miles each week
5. 50 crunches/other appropriate exercise every night & morning
6. do something creative every day (poetry, short story, photography), and post it right here on this blog

Goals:

1. 4.0… ‘nuff said
2. break 3:00 in the 800
3. break 24:00 in the 5K (fall XC, DUH!)
4. break 7:00 in the mile
5. abs that are nice so I can run in my sports bra when it gets über hot
6. win Script Frenzy and NaNoWriMo

Plans:

1. kidnap Sally
2. kidnap Megan Jordan
3. Summer: Internship, work, or Sky Lake

It should be noted that this list is incomplete due to the fact that I couldn’t really get away from my little “fans” (the kids of the family we celebrated New Year’s with) long enough to think of the rest.  And also that I have already broken most of my resolutions… but that isn’t gonna stop me from doing what I have resolved to do anyways!!!  Wish me luck

My second disjointed, random, and mildly offensive post of the day… I’m on a ROLL, aren’t I?

This one concerns church:

I don’t understand why some people go to church…  People say it feels like some sort of “duty” or that “God wants me to go to church” but that just doesn’t cut it for me.  I think maybe Catholics have these things called “days of Holy Obligation” where they are told they like have to go to church or God will hate them.  But that’s not true.  Nowhere in the Bible does it say “Go to church on Sunday.”  It says to honor the Sabbath, but that is from a Hebrew word meaning “to rest” so I would assume that by that particular commandment, God was saying “take some time off and remember me and what I’ve done for you, sillies,” not “Go to church or I will hate you forever.” In one of those religious calendars with quotes for every day of the year, I read a saying I liked: “Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian any more than going to a car garage makes you a car.”  People might say they go to church because that’s where God is (and not knocking them; maybe some people do find God there), but that’s just silly.  God is everywhere, guys!  I find God best when I’m huddled under my blankets in my bed right before I fall asleep, in the woods right after it rains, or when I’m out on a long run alone.  Church, for me, is not about finding God.  Church is a place for fellowship with other Christians;  a place to find a network of friends and believers you can trust to fall back on it you find yourself in a rut; a place to sing out loud without feeling self-conscious (stole that from Angels and Demons but it’s totally true); a place to get free food and eat it with friends (and yes, I’m a Methodist); a place to help out fellow humans in need without needing to go very far; a place where everyone has a place; a place to find the best lyrics and music in the world for free (at least, if you’re in a Methodist church… Charles Wesley really knew what he was doing when he wrote those hymns!); a place for worship.  Worship for me is not about sitting and listening to a sermon for 30 minutes…that’s just boring and basically a waste of my time.  Church for me is about the music and the fellowship.  Another story I liked (this one came from a Reader’s Digest) I really liked involved a church infested with squirrels.  The pastor tried so hard to get them to go away.  He captured them all, brought them to another town, and let them go.  The next Sunday, there they were.  So the preacher, having given them the chance to voluntarily stay away, called the exterminator.  The exterminator got rid of all the squirrels, but the next Sunday, there they were: a bunch of squirrels at the church again!  The preacher was at a loss, until he came up with a brilliant plan.  He baptized and confirmed them, and now he only sees them on Christmas and Easter!  Being a squirrel (also known as a Chreaster, pronounced “kree’-stir”, from Christmas+Easter) is just silly.  Just plain silly.  So yeah, there’s my rant.  Not saying you shouldn’t go to church, just that you should go for the right reasons.

Disjointed thoughts on war and democracy and a little history lesson too…

I thought war was supposed to be good for the economy?  So why is America’s economy going to hell in a handbasket?  We are at war with terrorists, are we not?  If not, then what the heck are we doing in Iraq?

Why is it a good thing we are giving the Iraqis “freedom” and “democracy”???  Did they ask for our help?  Aren’t we destroying their culture?
If Americans hadn’t had to fight so hard for our democracy (Revolutionary War, anyone?), we wouldn’t cherish it so much or be so willing to defend it when it is threatened specifically (War of 1812, anyone? Nobody?  Okay, here’s one you might recall: American Civil War?  Yeah I thought so.)

Sorry I know this has all been said before but the tossing of shoes at Bush today brought it back into my head.