A Scribble Scrabble On Life: Laughed At A License Plate (And Other Mundane Things)

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Well this one time we were driving and some black sedan whizzed by and the license plate read something along the lines of GANDALF.

You won’t believe how disappointed I was. There was no pointy gray hat. SACRILEGE.

I’ve always been interested in license plates. I even had a collection of the weirdest ones. I think my favorite was FLYAKITE. Mom didn’t get the reference.

Welcome back to another post of the mundane with your not favorite mundane person. 😀

The past two posts have been unusually deep, for some strange reason.  Not sure why. My brain is funny sometimes. Anyway, I’m breaking that streak because I couldn’t post stuff like that on a regular basis if my life depended on it. 😛

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I dunno what I was doing here, but I definitely thought it was funny. XD

How are you, huh?

Ooh, looky- it’s SNOWING.  The sun was shining a few minutes ago. I wish I had my camera, but there’s no way I’m stepping out in in 10 degree weather. And that’s in Farenheit, too. It’s cold. It’s beautiful. It’s cold. I’m shivering. XD

Library stuff. The other day Dad was free from work, so the reprobates that were us kids drove to the library to “work”.

HA.

Work.

*dies* That’s kinda funny. XD As if I could actually get work done in a library. Leaving me in a place of books is like taking a two year old to a candy shop- you won’t emerge unscathed.

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I actually did get some homework done though- the nice librarian who knows me as “The girl who’s almost always asking for the obscure American titles” showed me to the encyclopedias, and I think I walked back and forth from my desk to the shelf like…. 20 times? Per hour? SCHOOL. WHY.

Came back home with…. um.. tenish books? Does one count comics? And I owe 2.80 to the library now. Oops. And my card expires in 30 days. *sobs* The injustice.

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I’m not sure whose blog I saw it on, but the book Because You’ll Never Meet Me caught my eye, and I spent an hour or so reading it. Mini review- the POVs are really great, the characterization is well done, the concepts are seriously cool, but as for the other elements, I’m still deciding. XD It’s a pretty good read though! I also read Girls Can’t Hit and it’s a surprisingly good read as well. *nodnod* Makes me wanna pick up a set of boxing gloves. 

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Speaking of comics, I screamed unnaturally when the A4 TV spot came on during the Super Bowl. I didn’t even bother to stick around for the game. XD It’s coming and I shouldn’t be this excited, but I am. ENDGAME. AH. I’m too excited. 😛 Maybe also because I kinda get to nerd my family out with everything Marvel connect with my family a little more. 🙂 Although I’m not lying about the family part. I got my brother reading 2 comics simply by leaving them out on the shelf. He hates reading. XD I’m counting this as a score. It’s been decided that we’re now pronouncing Tony Stark “Sony Tark.”

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Spiderman can’t be more relatable.

Anyway.

Brief birthday related paragraph. My other brother, also known as the Very Loud And Unusual One Who Plays Electric Guitar And Drives Me Crazy went and decided to get older. Being the good sister I’m not, I ate a slice off his birthday cake. What, he won’t miss it. 🙂

Weather Intrusion. Wait, wait, THE SUN’S SHINING IN THE SNOW STORM *pokes head out window*

*freezes*

*dies*

*wakes up in Budapest*

Well, that was a mistake. 😛 I’m dying it’s cold. Sent hot cocoa over here! 😛

I’ve been desperately trying to catch up school-wise, which isn’t too bad if I just got my homework actually done, it feels like I live at this get up:

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Break down: Tiny black laptop balancing precariously on the edge of the abstract art couch is actually a DVD player. Main laptop is the thing I can’t live without due to its can’tlivewithoutqualites. Papers over there are the evil fatale assignments I had to go overtime to barely finish. 

Which, I gotta say, is really, really nice, but it gets tiring over time. So what better way to switch things up than to say, do the art tutorials on The Art Lab?

Art Dump. *facepalm* Sometimes I question my sanity.

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I spent so long at that paintiiiing- and the marker bled through. 😡  Oh well. It was rather fun trying to be artistic- and my other brother said he liked it. But still. those clouds look terrible.

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See, the marker bled straight through to the next page! (Also, very sorry for the terrible lighting) But I actually kinda like this one. My first decent drawing in a while. I just might redo and frame that one.

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And then I had to go and waste all my ink on trying the spaghetti mountain thing. It was HARD. And I ran outta marker. But it kinda looks like I actually tried! Which is good, because I actually did try. Art is hard.

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*gags* WHAT. EVEN. IS. THIS. ATROCITY.  YUK. My eyes hurt right now. I was trying Buttercup’s hair tutorial and thought, “ooh, this isn’t too bad, let’s try the face!”
What was I even thinking?

This offends everything in me that has an inkling of art sense. Why. Be-yuk. I suppose I’ll have to keep practicing to be remotely good. But that’s okay. Nobody’s an expert at first try. Take this as proof what whatever you’re doing is ten times better than whatever I could conjure.

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Conversations. I kinda wish people would take this mug at their words. Lately I’ve discovered that many times a lot of hurt can be avoided if someone just takes the time to listen. Many of the hurt’s been caused by myself too, which I hope to end. Tea doesn’t hurt. 🙂

Audiosmiths’ Release! We’ve been working very, very hard on this, and it’s finally out! Big thanks to Rebekah for taking on the editing work ❤ (also: was it hard getting an annoying Scottish accent that was probably incorrect? Answer: YES. VERY. ARGH.)

To sum up. Sometimes, random posts are really just random. They don’t make an ounce of sense, and honestly, you gotta ask yourself what’s the point.

I guess I don’t have any other than that after a long hard week,  people need a reason to smile again. If my recaps of an otherwise mundane life can do that, than I’ll consider this successful. XD It’s easy to look at the news and have your heart sink. But as Thor said:

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I’m telling ya, these comics have more insight then they let on. Maybe go read one sometime. 😉  So here’s your funnies for the week. It made zero sense, but hopefully.. I dunno, maybe it got you to smile. 🙂

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Have a good one, okay? 😀

life is a highway, Jo

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I Don’t Wanna Escape From Mr. Lemoncello’s Library

 

This. book. wow.

So for some odd reason I have been able to read almost 10 books in the last two months. Which is a huge deal for me since I somehow am still keeping up with NaNo.  Yay!

At the awesome book party Kate and Anna were a part of, I saw this interesting book nestled in with other amazing books. Escape From Mr. Lemoncello’s Library. I instantly connected with it. It’s a library, for crying out loud! So I commented that I would read it, and finally, like the other day or so, I had to put the book down (or in this case, my Kindle app). Because I’d finished the book.

I didn’t want it to end!

This book was wondermous, the concept, the characters, the setting (oh man the setting), the clues, and the entire story and subtle themes, the world. It felt so real, I was seriously transported to another world. And being the writer wannabe that I am, I kept muttering through the book,  “what a clever author. I wish I wrote this book…” which worried my mother to a certain extent.

The concept. A couple of kids get locked in a library, the coolest and only library they’ve known since the old one was destroyed before they were born, and basically, it’s an Escape Room. Use what’s in the library to get out of the library, and Mr. Lemoncello will reward ya. But frankly, I wouldn’t mind staying there forever. Food! Books! Internet! What more would I need?

The characters. Kyle is your normal, average gamer guy, but I like his character. It wasn’t flat. He’s the kind of guy you root for, and I was doing that throughout reading this book. The other kids weren’t flat either, which was awesome. Sierra is probably me, and Mr. Lemoncello is a lot like Willy Wonka. It was like I was there with  them, and it added to the story to get into some of the characters’ heads. Especially the bad guy.

The setting. Ahhhhhhhh it’s a booklover’s dream place! Imagine a science center, mixed with the gaming section of Best Buy, mixed in with a library, mixed in with so many secrets and nooks and crannies and that’s not even half of the Lemoncello library.  I wanna live there *sobs*

The clues. My Jones & Parker detective agency cap was put on again (ha, you really didn’t think I wasn’t gonna put an AIO reference, right? Cause I was.)  I had to grab a paper and pen to write down everything that would be important, and following those clues and references with Team Kyle and Team notgonnasaybutnotaniceguy was fascinating. And the author’s note at the end really heightened the suspense for me. (Easy suspense though.) If you read the book, which I certainly hope you will, read all the way to the end. 😉

Story/Themes. The story was written remarkably, like it was calling to you to stop and stay a while, which I definitely did. You’ll have to read it and see how you think of it! The themes were also written remarkably, like how thinking for others rather than just yourself goes further in the long run, to be gentle, and that books really can take you places.

As you can probably tell, I enjoyed this book immensely, as well as the second one, which talked about banned books, nerdy library kids,  and something called the library olympics. It was a great read.  Now all I gotta do is wait for the third and fourth books. And hopefully write something half as attention-grabbing as Escape From Mr. Lemoncello’s Library.

And homework. I really do need to go to a library soon.

Why Taking Things For Granted Is A Sad, Sad Thing

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There was no water coming out of the already opened spout. I twisted the knobs back and forth for a good two minutes before I realized it was shut off.

To be fair, we did see it coming. We were aware that the water would be off for maintenance and would open sometime soon. Mom had gotten huge buckets full of hot water for the dishes, but it still was a bit of a shock.  Like how on earth was I supposed to wash the dishes without running water?

I tried dunking the dishes into a bucket full of water, squinting as the water hit my glasses. Could I survive for just a day without running, clean water? Uh, no.

We in North America have it pretty good. Food, homes, internet, there are so many things that are basic necessities that we know we can get anywhere. Water? Fountain. Internet? Library. Food? A dollar for a McMeal (or was it a coke..) So it’s hard to believe that in other countries, what we take for granted are luxuries. In many places, my plight of no running water to wash dishes would have been completely normal. And that’s gotta make you stop and think.

But usually, we don’t stop to appreciate what we have til we don’t have it anymore. And not just basic stuff, either. There are so many blessings we have but never acknowledge: grandparents, until they’ve passed on, friends, til they move away, hey, even washi tape, until it runs out!

I think it’s time we stopped taking things for granted. Because one day you’ll wake up and it’ll be gone. It took no running water to make me re-realize, but it’s taken a lot more for others. And to be honest, being grateful for the little things makes everything meaningful. (Plus, it’s Thanksgiving for you Americans so no better time to re-realize than now! Unless you’ve done it already. Good for you!) And trust me, we’ve all got things to be grateful for that are taken for granted instead. For me, it’s..

-my brother Joab, who somehow knows where every single thing I ask him for is. Usually all he gets is a muffled thank you, and I know he deserves more than that.

-the fact that I’m biking distance of two libraries, one that’s small and snug, and the other that’s giant and spectacular. I could get lost in either. And that I’ve got access to online books. Not every kid can.

-we’ve never missed a meal. Ever. From as far back as I can remember, there was never a night I had to sleep hungry, or woke up with literally nothing to eat. But a block or two away there’s a charity trying to help families who have to do that.

-that I’ve got a Bible I can read whenever I want. This is so importantly, and yet, as I’m typing this, it doesn’t seem like much. Which is bad because I know it’s the most important Book and the most important thing given to me. People have died and risked their lives to get Bibles, but all I had to do was pick mine out from a bookstore.

I’m not saying we’re bad for having these privileges. No, that we can forget they’re even privileges. That’s pretty bad. But if it takes me a water shut down, well, then, it’s for good.

Cause waiting to be thankful for something you don’t have anymore is one of the saddest things ever.

Now, I better go check if the water’s working again.