Happy Halloween!

EDIT: GAH! Due to blogger craziness, the pictures and the text are totally out of sink. Each bit of text has a description, however, so you should be fine if you read and look carefully. Read on!
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Yippy! It’s the Day of the Dead, All Hallow’s Eve, that special day where people buy candy just to give it away. It’s like Christmas, only sweets instead of presents, and people give to strangers rather than those they know just to let kids have a good time. I think it’s a touching holiday, and a real fun one too, with all those fabulous costumes. I love picking them out and putting them together; it’s such a blast.

Since this year I won't be doing much for this special day, I thought I should post some dress-up memorabilia. I plan to be a Psycho-Ologist - or a Sinister Psychologist, or Lyla Alden, if you remember me ranting on her - this year, but you probably won't see pics until tomorrow. To tie you over, and for my own nostalgia's sake, here's every other year I ever dressed up:



Halloween, 1999, Dear Sister and I. I think we're supposed to be Barney and a Bumble bee, but who knows? The masks kind of throw me off.




Halloween 2003, Dear Sister as Alice in Wonderland and myself Super Man! Yippy!

A vampress and a mummy. Dear Sister's costume rocked this year, being 2004.

I went as a vampire for the second and last time, Dear Sister as a ghost. Isn't the blood a brilliant touch? And while I love sissy's hood, it's her killer expression that makes me want to drop dead. This is 2005.

Brother1's first time dressing up! At a year old, I believe, this is him as Super Baby. Dear Sister and I had AWESOME costumes this time around (we scared poor little kids on accident, they were so cool); me as a Ghost Bride, and she as a vampire in 2006. We switched our costumes from the last year, if you note.

Though I looked great as Medusa, the monster from Greek Mythology, getting the snakes out of my hair was a brutal, brutal memory I won't ever forget. But isn't Dear Sister just the cutest li'l witch you ever did see? She comes with a bumble bee, too!

You long-time readers should remember this one! My first Halloween on blogger, 2008, when I went as a Harpy (not a blackbird), again from Greek Mythology. Everyone else had chicken pox at the time (though I was soon to follow), so I was the only one who dressed up this time around.

This year ROCKED. Brother1 as Indiana Jones, myself as Anna Bolena, or Anne Boleyn, or Nan Bullen, Queen of England and my personal hero, Daddy as a Man in Black, Mommy as Donna Noble from Doctor Who, and Dear Sister as a Genie. Awesome, eh?

Myself, as Cinderella, last Halloween at 2009. This costume came out beautifully, I think, and that dress is one of my favorites.

That's it, I guess. Thanks for stopping by and reading - happy, happy, Halloween!

The Scariest Weapons Ever

Here’s a list of some of the scariest things EVER:


A bastard blob - the melted remains of a bastard sword. Old D&D pals for the game with Miranda, Levindar, Annabelle, and Metro will understand.

Dear Sister's glare - anyone who's felt it will understand.

A cumin spiced stake - those things can do DAMAGE when flying through the air. Just ask Zombie Julian from the Orderly Chaos role play game.

SPOONS - no, I'm not kidding.

Phoenix's Fire - especially after you've dared to TOUCH HER HAIR.

Teeth - I haven't dealt with vampires much. But from what I HAVE, my advice to you is to avoid the teeth. At all costs.

Mechanical pencils - bloody brutal to stab yourself with, if you ask me.

Geier's babies - you don't want to deal with that psycho vamp's swords. ESPECIALLY when he's wielding them. ESPECIALLY when he's irked. Geier belongs to Candyexorcist, by the way.

MP3 players with the sound on high - need more be said? Beyond 'MY EARS! MY EARS! I'M DEAF! GOD HELP ME! OOOOWW! OOOOOOOOW!', of course.

Millions and millions of questions asked one after another without time between to give an answer when you are expected to reply to all of them - kids, anyone? The worst part is it's just wrong to yell at them for this, because they're really actually curious, they don't mean any harm, and they're often really cute when doing so. BUT YOU DARN WELL WANT TO.

Mary's bag that is way too big to ever be called a purse - Dear Sister's fictitious character could deal real hit points with THAT monster.

Writers block - I swear, someone must have DIED from that biological (or would it be psychological?) weapon.

Cass's chemicals - that vampire alchemist sure has a bang. And half the time it involves half the city going up in smoke. Cassandra Larimar belongs to Octironstar.

Lyla's psychological manipulation - this psychologist likes to tear whatever is left of her vic-, er, clients' mental stability apart and then build it back up piece by painful piece. It works. But it hurts. No pain, no gain!

Drawing a comic but being too impatient to finish it when you really want to do so - I feel like screaming when this happens. Sometimes I do.
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Okay, so maybe all these things aren't exactly weapons. And maybe half of them have to do with some of my RPGs. But they're ALL TRUE, and they’re ALL SCARY.

Does anyone read my blog anymore?

Not that there's anything wrong with NOT reading my blog. I have been on an unannounced hiatus for what feels like forever. But now I'm curious as to whether or not anyone's stopped by and read up on my posts. Please comment and say 'hi' if you have!

On another note, I'm still practicing piano. I really love doing it now. I've even written a couple songs! One is music Dear Sister can sing to (she has a lovely voice) and the other is slowly coming along. I'm not sure what to do after the first few bars. Anyhow, we're working on our band together, and maybe one of these days we'll actually have an album. Yaaaaaaaaaay!

I can draw now!

...In that my drawings aren't horrible failures anymore. I'm actually okay, I think. Do you know what it took? (you'll hate me:) PRACTICE PRACTICE PRACTICE. And more practicing like crazy. Daddy said I was drawing 24/7 at one point.

Here are a couple sketches (some old, some new) that I'm rather happy with:

This is Phoenix Shifter. She's a spunky sweet countrygirl that can spout fire at will.

That's Chibi Dear Sister and me. Chibi is a cutesy style I use when I'm lazy.

This is Phoenix again. I kind of gave up when I got to the collarbone.

This one is a bit awkward, but I like it nevertheless. She's Aletheia Pierce, a gypsy daughter of Hermes (Ancient Greek God of anything that travels the road - diplomats, thieves, tricksters, thieves, merchants, THIEVES... et cetera.).

Again, Aletheia. Only now she's with her father.

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So I've got tons more where that came from. But these are just a few of the ones that I can look at without screaming in horror. Thanks for checking 'em out, and do comment!

A Series of Tiny Updates

First in my long list of things I just need to update you all about is that I’ve cut my hair. Only this time I didn’t cheat and cut it from uber long to normal; see, now it’s above my shoulders. It’s only ever been this short when I was a little girl, as I spent the first ten years of my life growing it out. Or something like that.

So… I’ve cut my hair. I’ve still got two brothers, not three or another l’il sis, but those two are some of the handsomest, sweetest, cutest things to grace this Earth and I am so glad to have them. Dear Sister is still my very best friend, and she’s been keeping me up half the night gabbing. Once, she threw balled up tissues at me from her loft bed when I refused to talk and tried to get some sleep. Gee. Unfortunately, I’m not much better when it comes to chit-chit-chatting all night, so I can’t lop all the blame on to her. I can, however, with all the maturity I can muster, logically point out, she started it.

I am now a crazy crazy teen. Yip, I really really am, being a good fifteen years old. I want to get a job in a coffee shop of some kind, because despite the fact that I don’t actually drink the stuff, I sure love how it smells (particularly in the morning). I also want to get a driver’s permit, which I’m actually old enough to do. FIRST I’ve got to get around to reading that driver’s manual, which is… taking a while. But I’ll do it eventually.

I guess that’s all I’ve got to spew out for NOW; I’ll be saving the rest for later. Don’t forget, though – I’m now a published author and if you checked out my book I’d squeal with glee! There’s a link on the sidebar, or right here, too: http://www.amazon.com/Project-6-1-2-Zoe-M-Alley/dp/1453617884/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1286659923&sr=8-1

It's been a while, hasn't it?

Now I'm finally posting after and eon-long brake... really, I don't know why I haven't been... mainly, I suppose, because the 'magic' from blogging has disappeared, and this has almost become a chore.

And I'm awfully lazy.

Even more so with this terrible arthritis problem (and I haven't gotten better yet... ay-ay-ay, it's almost been a year now!).

But the other thing is that I'm terribly tidy. If a drawer isn't closed all the way, it drives me crazy. If the fringes on the carpet aren't smoothly facing one direction, I have to fix it, otherwise I sit (twitching) as I go absolutely mad. But I'm too lazy to get up for the most part, unless I happen to notice it when I'm already up.

That's another thing about me. I hate getting up, but when I already am standing I don't mind going somewhere or doing something as much, if at all. And I hate getting things set up. Like if all the sudden I appeared in front of the computer ready to type a post with my hands on the keyboard, I'd have hundreds (depending, of course, on how often this odd apparition occurred). If I appeared sitting in front of the piano, I'd practice. If I appeared with the Latin book by me and Dear Sister actually ready to practice (like that's ever gonna happen) I'd do it...
It's the getting up and going to the computer, the walking all the way to the piano, finding the Latin book and getting Rose to co-operate that I find hard. I guess that's why I never really succeeded when I tried Violin... I love the sound of it, and I think it's beautiful, and besides of the discomfort, I enjoy playing it... but tightening the horse hair and rosining the bow, tuning the strings and attaching the shoulder rest was just too much. I'm odd that way.

On a different topic, I really miss performing. I want to dance for people. I want to hear people applaud, and I want to make them laugh and cry. I want to become another person again... someone different, and I want to make people believe it. But I can't, because I can barely move throughout the day. I need to remember to take my Naproxum(sp?) Sodium (the medication that lessons the pain--it doesn't make it disappear).
It may seem odd that someone so lazy as I could want to dance and sing and perform, but that's different. Loosing myself in, moving to and singing with music (especially in front of others) has always been a part of me, and I miss that. I miss standing on my toes. And I miss plays. I miss being able to stand up in front of hundreds of people in the Youth Plays and making them think I'm someone else.

But I shouldn't dwell on the past, those are things I can't have now, and can't do any longer. Maybe, maybe some day I can perform for a crowd, or dance for the world again, but now I can't, and what really matters is that I did once. I lived my dream, if only so long ago. I had it, so I should merely be happy for that and not long for it. How many people get to live their dream at all, let alone before they're even a teenager?

I should think about Kings of Darkness: the Reining Night. Which will be done in June. WILL (I hope):

I've been editing it for a while now and have almost finished my first go-over. Dear Sister is reading it so I can get her opinion, and I plan to show it to a friend of mine who is drawing the map for me as soon as it's done.

Mainly, I can't wait to show my parents.

Who don't even like that genre.

But they'll read it anyway.


So, I guess that's all I really have to say... there were a couple other things I wanted to mention, but this post is getting way too long and I want to finish it before I go to D&D, which will be really soon.

So be expecting at least a couple more posts coming soon, and maybe I'll be posting more often now. It sure was nice to vent all this.

All my adoration to my dear readers,


Galaxy

What People Thought of '08

You might have noticed the poll on the right about what you thought of '08. I let it sit for around a week after the new year, and here are the results:

1 person had a FABULOUS! year
0 people had a Great! year
2 people had a Good! year
0 people had a Bad. year
1 person had a Really bad. year (so sorry to whoever voted that, by the way)
and 0 people had a HORRIBLE! year

Just thought I'd post about it... It's especially fun to post on my blog now, with my new header!

Well, have a great day!


Galaxy :-)

Waffles, Frustration, and a Name At Last!

I've been trying to think of something to post about... unsuccessfully. It's quite frustrating, I mean, how can I post stuff if I can't think of anything to post?

Anyways, we just recently bought a waffle maker that is pretty okay. It makes nice big Belgian waffles, to be sure, and it cooks well enough (not to mention with a timer), and isn't too hard to clean... on the down side, it rips the waffles in half pretty often (not in half, but into two circles, the top of the waffle, and the bottom, not the left and right) and it's a bit tough to get them out (they don't stick, it's just it's hard to pull them out), besides that, it's pretty cool! Unfortunately, I probably won't be making them for a few days since we ran out of syrup, even though we dilute it with yummy things like almond butter, soy milk and cinnamon... time takes it's toll! Maybe we'll come up with some other toppings...

How is my movie coming? You probably aren't wondering that, but I'll tell you anyways: Slowly. I've got it all down, but I still have editing to do, and it takes time... *sigh* Oh, and I think I have a name for it! With Dear Sister's help, this is what I came up with:

Duel of Power

It's actually a pun, because 'duel' means 'two' in a different language, so that would be "Two of Power", and Duel also means a fight, so "Fight of Power", and there is both in the movie. Still, it's under debate... What do you think of the name? I'm not quite set on it yet, and your opinion would be invaluable!!!

Thanks!

Galaxy ;-)

If you like my blog...

...then here's a blog you probably should go to:

Me In General (me-in-general.blogspot.com)

This is Dear Sister's blog, and if you regularly read my blog, then you've read her name quite often. Her posts often coincide with mine, as we both do a lot together (e.g. when we both posted about a vacation-ish thing). And sometimes, I even rely on her to put up information that I don't.

I posted this post because it just occurred to me that someone might be reading my blog, and not my sister's... so, I thought I'd post this so you could find her blog, and hopefully stop by! If you do like my blog, you should definitely check her's out.

I love you, Rosi!!!


Galaxy

A Wonderful Movie

Being sick, and not having much else to do, Dear Sister and I decided we'd watch an instant movie on Netflix. After going through many duds (including "Grease 2", ick!), we came to "It Could Happen To You", and decided to give it a try because we were looking for a romantic comedy (it didn't hurt that Nicholas Cage starred in it, you gotta love him).

The plot is about this police officer who doesn't have enough money to tip this waitress, so he promises her double the tip the next day, or half of his lottery ticket if he wins anything. Well, he hits the jackpot at fourmillion, but his money hungry wife (who has one of the most annoying voices known to humanity) wants to keep all the money.

Near the end, the movie seems like it's not going to end well, and Rose and I were simply furious, and rather close to tears (okay, we were teary), but then they turned it around and it ended in such a sweet and wonderful and amazing way that we weren't just teary. It was a fabulous, sweet and simple movie that I don't think I'll ever forget, and it was based on a true story. Just thought I'd mention it.


Galaxy

Six and Sick

Well, as you probably know with all of my birthday posts, my birthday is in six days. I'm very very excited, but I almost wish that it wasn't because yesterday Brother1 & 2, Dear Sister, and myself caught a cold.

As you most likely know if you're a regular reader of my blog, my Clan has just recovered from a really bad case of food poisoning/stomach flew/something really bad that makes you throw-up and it's kind of upsetting to be caught up in a cold right after we get over it... Oh well. Life goes on. At least I still have five days to recover (yes, it's six days until my birthday but I'm going to see a really awesome Broadway-style musical on the 6th and then I'm going to see that Movie Dear Sister and I made with some friends so I want to be healthy by then).

Even though I was feeling sick this morning, I still had enough energy to make some pancakes. Unfortunately, after I mixed the dry ingredients it turned out that we didn't have any apple sauce! Mom said I should substitute it with pumpkin, and I did... It was a real pain trying to cook the pancakes as the batter starts to cook the moment it touches the pan (if it's made with pumpkin, that is) and it was so thick and goopy that it was virtually impossible to spread it around...
Still, by some miracle the pancakes turned out absolutely delicious--even better than the original!--and we ate them with strawberries and maple syrup (mixed with soy milk, cinnamon, and vanilla). Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... I just thought I'd post about this.

(another random something to post) Every time Dear Sister and I get sick, (at least sick in the sense where you can't talk without hurting your throat) I realise how close we are. We can just talk, without talking, and know what the other means just by looking at one another, and we can sign things, or just lip-sync... Even Mom or Dad can have troubles with what we're saying, but I can almost always get it, and she can as well. It's just really nice to know that you're bonded with someone like that. It makes me happy.

Anyway, I guess that's it!!! Wish me well!


Galaxy

The Sequel to 'Butterfly'

Well, as for the Park Day thing I went to, I really didn't have much fun. My favorite parts must have been playing cards with Dear Sister and a Little Brother of a Friend of mine, and pushing little children on the tire swing. I really wish it would have been more fun, but I had to (and wanted to) stay in the sight of my Mom, and the only kids close to my age went way beyond that. I guess even if I had gone with them I wouldn't have had fun as they didn't seem to be doing much... Oh well.

Now today I might have some fun!!! Some friends of mine from ballet--as well as myself and Dear Sister--are making a movie! I don't know much about the plot yet, but I do know that it's going to be like a 'Lord of the Ring's thing (like a sequel or something...). Today should be our first meeting, so I'm really excited!
I'm going to play a maid/spy for the bad guys who turns to the good side and stops spying for the Villains. My name isn't decided yet.
Dear Sister is going to play multiple tiny characters. She's really excited about doing that, as she loves playing bunches of tiny rolls and being different characters--not only that, but she's really good!

So I'm very excited and have been looking forwards to this thing for quite some time! The meeting will be from 6:30-8:00.

Oh, and this is completely off topic, but I'm actually wearing the shirt I took my profile pic on! Silly, huh? ;-)

Galaxy

The Count-Down Begins

One week until my Baby Sister is 11. I need to sit down.

Galaxy

In just fifteen days...

...my most wonderful sister is turning 11! Oh, my, gosh... I remember when it was hard to believe she was four :-(... But you know what? After she turns eleven, then we will be only one year apart(okay, so that isn't quite right, but it feels that way so I'm saying it. Ha.)!
Anyway, she's planning on having a secret agent party and is quite excited about it. She's a fabulous, wonderful, beautiful, loving, sweet and the-best-sister-I-could-ever-have, and I only have one thing to tell her:

Happy Birthday, Dearest Rose!!!

Galaxy

The Bond

Dear Sister and I tied two of our legs and two of our hands together. Then we were One.

We started at 1:50. Then we untied at 3:00. Then we tied again at 3:10, and we stopped for the final time at 4:10. It was really fun. Me and Rose even made a shoe we could wear. Here is a picture of me and Dear Sis while we were Bonded:

Oh, and here is a close-up of the shoe-box shoe we made for our tied together foot:

It really was a lot of fun being One with my Sis. Maybe we'll do something liked this again... I'll make sure to post, if we do!

Galaxy