Holy shit. I never had a teacher go off like this in high school, thank goodness. When Mr. Mantel wants you to stand up for the National Anthem, you’re damn well gonna stand up, or you’ll get your chair pulled out from underneath you.
Teacher freaks out about National Anthem, with Video
Edit: If you’d like to download the video, there’s a torrent here. Apparently all the sites hosting the video are starting to get bogged down. (Go figure.)
Um… I’m kind of embarrassed to admit this, but…
For the past couple of days, I’ve been on a Barry Manilow kick. o.O
I only wish I could find the original Barry Manilow Greatest Hits album in mp3. I downloaded the Greatest Hits Platinum Collection, but it’s not the same. Most of the tunes are his 80’s songs and remakes of his older hits, not the original 70’s tunes I played over and over on my cassette player during that one summer when I was thirteen. (Gotta love double-album-length cassettes. That tape I once scammed from my Mom had is now apparently available on CD as Volumes 1 and 2, with a bonus track on each.)
Is it any wonder that I was a social reject? 😛
Motherfuck. I’m not going to be able to go to the Animarathon on April 2nd, even though it’s only 20 minutes from my freaking house.
Why?
Because I have to be in Saginaw fucking Michigan that day. Three hours away. Playing my mellophone.
Not go to Saginaw? Not an option. Why? Damn commitment to the damn corps.
Why couldn’t I be all wishy-washy and half-assed and just say I can’t make it? Why won’t my brain let me? God damn my integrity.
Have fun at the FREE ANIME CONVENTION down the road next month, Aaron. Let me know how it goes. Maybe I’ll get to go *next* year.
*smoke pouring from ears*
I swear to God. It?s like a fucking addiction.
I spent fifteen minutes of my 20-minute break today sketching out ideas for a new totoro hat design.
Part of me is like, didn?t you want to try making those s?mores candles tonight? or practice your mellophone? and part of me is like, OMG I might have the answer to the standee-up ears!
Seriously, though—now that I?m actually fabricating hats, coming up with ideas, and being generally creative, I can understand why it?s impossible to find actual character hat patterns online. Especially since so many people sell their hats for a profit. It?s kind of like with soy candles: it?s impossible to find all the little tips and tricks all in one place, just because individual candlemakers (myself included) are so proud of having figured it out themselves, and they?ll be damned if they?ll share their hard work with budding candlists for free.
I know that, once I get this totoro hat to look just right, I ain?t planning on posting a pattern. Buy one and seam-rip it if you really want to know the secret of the totoro hat. 😉
But that might be a while…
OMG, I am in such a shitty mood this morning. I only got six hours of sleep last night, thanks to staying up waaaay too late to work on my Totoro hat. My alarm woke me out of a *very* sound sleep this morning, which never does good things for my mood, anyway. I hit snooze, and I swear it went off two minutes later instead of nine. 😛 Then, Mei decided it was time to bang the kitchen cupboards for a while, at which point I got up, threatened the cat with a swift kick in her general direction, and did my morning thing.
Managed to leave the house early, per last night?s suggestion from Stan Stachak, and got to work at five till eight, which was good (compared with my usual 8:03am). The snow wasn?t all that bad this morning—only a dusting, instead of the 1-3″ we were supposed to get overnight. It?s really coming down now, though, and that three inches is supposed to accumulate by the time I leave work today. (Also not improving my mood.) Oh, and I managed to leave my gloves and scarf at home, which added to my joy as I walked in to work from the back parking lot, and even as I contemplate going back out to the car this evening after work.
Add on top of that a couple stupid misunderstandings at work (in which I was right, of course, and was actually acknowledged as such in the end), and I?m just uber-grouchy and tired and grrr. I?m not necessarily having a shitty day; I?m just in a shitty mood. And, no, I don?t think caffeine or sugar would help, so I?m not even tempted to go get a Frappuccino for my bunghole.
(BTW, Sheryl—I ended up putting in the Star Trek IV DVD while I fabricated my second Totoro hat last night, complete with subtitled text commentary. w00t!)
