The Cult of Lincoln

Thursday, May 31, 2001

I'm really, REALLY scared now. I just went to this Invader Zim message board, and people were talking about slash pairings between the almighty Tallest. Ugh! Who comes up with this stuff? ::runs away::

Priscilla said at 6:11 PM


I just watched most of Monty Python and the Holy Grail with French subtitles. Don't ask why. Don't try to explain the decisions behind the actions of the JETS.

We threw Nancy a "Senior Sendoff" party today. We all went to Mr. Loh's room after exams, then we surprised Nancy with all the stuff we got for her from our trip to Target. She loved it. Then, we watched most of the movie I'd been recording so that Nancy can remember us better when she goes to college. Then we went to Shrek, which was absolutely fantastic. ::applauds at niftiness:: Then we went to Chilis, which has become the official JETS hangout. It turns out that the waiter who snubbed us last time for having too big a group is now working as the Night-Shift Manager at Kroger. HA! Loser. We saw him there, visiting his waiter friends. His name is Brian. Unfortunately, he left before we were able to talk to him. After a fun-filled meal of inuendo and other amusing topics, we went to my house, where we finished the video and watched the subbed Monty Python. Ah, the glory of DVDs.

Priscilla said at 12:30 AM


Aaack! ::feels the love:: I got another half-birday card today! From Morwen, the fabulous artist who illustrated "Harry Potter and the Doomspell Potion", a really groovy book 4 fanfiction. You can check out the card here. Ooh! And if you'd like an Aberquaffle and Snitch shirt of your very own, just go to my CafePress store. You can get one almost any way you can imagine: white t-shirt, ash grey t-shirt, sweatshirt, long-sleeved t-shirt, and "baby doll" t-shirt. They look great. Anyway, you should visit Morwen's website because she's such a cool person and an awesome artist. And if you want, you can check out the other cards I got from Tanja and Rebecca. I love you guys!

Priscilla said at 12:16 AM


Wednesday, May 30, 2001

Whaaaaa! My art is in Vibrato, my school's Literary Magazine! And I'M ON THE COVER! ::does a groovy dance:: Vibrato is so much niftier this year. The layout is fabulous, the art and prose are spectacular, and as an amusing addition, they published part of my friend Elizabeth's Harry Potter fanfic parody, "Harry Potter and the Dark Lord's Duplicate". This just rocks...

Priscilla said at 12:46 PM


::wrinkes nose:: Today's the last day of exams for me. I just had my history exam this morning, and my arm is about to break off. I just wrote 7 pages of junk about nationalism and World War 1-2 and the Cold War. Ugh. The multiple choice stuff was evil, though. It was almost entirely on the Industial Revolution, the one part of history I barely studied at all. Fwah. Thank Percy I only have one exam left: Math. Yarg.

Priscilla said at 10:31 AM


Tuesday, May 29, 2001

The song "All you need is love" confuses me. Is in in 7/8 time or something?

Priscilla said at 7:30 PM


I think my friends have discovered Tanja's weblog. Why else would I have 8 people wishing to see me in hotpants? The second runner up only has 4! I don't know if I should be flattered or to find someone to smack upside the head.

Priscilla said at 5:49 PM


Come on, don't you have work you need to be doing?

Priscilla said at 5:48 PM


I'm reading all the mail in my "Junk" mailbox. I actually have an email account called, which I use whenever I have to include my email address in something where I know I'll get spam. It's actually rather therapeudic. I can rest easy, knowing that I can save 75% on life insurance, or that classic that you just read below: You have already won 9k or $5. Erm.... thanks? Ooh!! You get used stuff for 50% off. Half the quality, half the price! Joy of all joys.

Oh, and if you're a gullible loser, that free money thing is

Priscilla said at 5:37 PM


Priscilla, WIN a prize today - GUARANTEED! Play FastCash now and you WILL WIN A PRIZE! You have already won $9,000.00 or $5.00 or 500 LuckyLoot!

What morons. I'm ashamed to share the same planet.

Priscilla said at 5:30 PM


To illustrate this example, I will use Emeril and examine the presence of torso spikes. According to the Punnet Square, his offspring would have the phenotype of either torso spikes present or no torso spikes present. When Emeril mates with Dave, who has torso spikes, the offspring (Gatch) has torso spikes as well. However, when Emeril mates with Elvis, who has no torso spikes, both offspring (Krycek and Hermione) do not have the torso spikes.

Only in a Biology final...

And today's tangent: It's Bonnie Wright! Oh, wait. I already had a tangent today, didn't I? Strag.

Priscilla said at 12:16 AM


Monday, May 28, 2001

I can't believe no one has responded to my advice column. Come on, don't you people have any pressing, burning questions that have to be answered by an internet geek with too much free time? Now send it all to!

Priscilla said at 10:41 PM



Priscilla said at 10:01 PM


Did you know that Hermione is actually Elvis' illegitimate alien love child?

Ah, nothing like a good Biology take-home exam! We had to classify all these weird alien organisms, and to make things more fun, I gave them all names. At their current configuration, Hermione and Krycek are the offspring of Elvis and Emeril (Kell's friend's stuffed monkey). However, Emeril has been cheating on Elvis. He and Dave (who are brothers) had a child named Gatch. Gatch is the grandson of Milton. Milton's sister, Smitty, is the deformed daughter of Kell and the aunt of Tanja, whose brother is a two-headed freak named Dwight. And that's just the tip of the iceburg, baby! ::scampers off to destroy more lives::

Priscilla said at 9:26 PM


Sunday, May 27, 2001

I uploaded a different version of my Wormtail CG. Now the arm actually looks metallic. Froody. (The original has been moved here)

Priscilla said at 6:21 PM


Hey, let's all stare at my lovely fanart, shall we?

Priscilla said at 2:18 AM


You know who rules? People that post obscene amounts of comments in my Elfwood gallery. They just rock.

Priscilla said at 12:51 AM


Elmo has been ranting about how fabulous the online comic "Boy Meets Boy" is. Well, tonight I finally took a look. It's absolutely hilarious! ::still laughing::

Priscilla said at 12:50 AM


Saturday, May 26, 2001

Blogspot.... it's... It's BACK!! ::dashes off to get her Apekatt fix::

Priscilla said at 5:46 PM


I'd like to take this opportunity to express that we all love Tanja. That is all.

Priscilla said at 9:30 AM


Friday, May 25, 2001

Fie upon you, Blogspot, for you have deprived me of my favouritest blog in the world! All my regular bloggy goodness has vanished. The only blogs I read on a regular basis are Tanja's, Kell's, and Ann's. Ann has mysteriously vanished, Kell is at an anime convention, and Blogspot is being skanky and evil and is experiencing downtime. Fwah! ::kung fu kicks Blogspot:: Tanja, if I were you, I'd move Enfaldig Apekatt to

Priscilla said at 9:44 PM


Okay. Here's the story. I've been panicking over the past week because I didn't think there was any way in Hades that I could finish my stupid photography books. My bookmaking --oops! I mean "photography"-- teacher is a really nice person, but she's such a perfectionist that I would go nuts if she taught next year. Thursday, when I was in photography class, everyone was saying that Kendall (the best teacher in the universe) had been fired. Naturally, I was horrified. Because I still wasn't finished with my book, I came to school this afternoon to see if I could finish my book. I also had to redo my flexigon book because my bag containing all my photo stuff had vanished. Now, my "dummy" flexigon was in the bag, too, meaning that I had to make two flexigons in all: one so that I could find out which triangle goes where (the original dummy), and then the final.

Now, flexigons take a long time to make, especially when you the triangles are two-sided. The first one I made took about 5 hours. Well, I only had 3 hours to both finish my stupid pop up book AND the flexigons. Yeep. I was just getting underway, when who showed up in the photolab but Kendall! And with her, her month-old son, Lucas. Sarah Stuart and I (we're probably best friends with Kendall of all the students) asked her if she were fired or not, and she told us that she was! And she was cool about it! Naturally, Sarah and I were horrified. What made matters worse is that because when Kendall was pregnant, she had posed nude for Fran Badgett, an incredibly non-conformist, yet very talented, senior. Now, this would have been completely accepted in a college atmosphere, but definitely not in a high school. Especially because two weeks ago, Fran was expelled.

Now, the rumor mill is saying that Fran and Kendall slept with each other. Oh, please! When the photos were taken, Kendall was so pregnant that she could barely even walk. She was just waddling around the photolab like a duck. It was so cute! Anyway, we all had a good laugh about that. Kendall said that because the rumor was so outlandish, it wouldn't really bother her as much as if it were believeable. I guess that's a good thing. Well, I doubt if the school will recall the pink slip, but I'll still see Kendall every so often. She's staying in Dallas, so that's always a good thing. I still need to give her the present I made for her to commemorate Lucas' birth. I hope she likes it.

Anyway, I was able to finish both books, so I'm home free. Kendall is grading our final portfolios, as opposed to Mrs. Rogers, as we had feared when we found out about Kendall getting sacked. That means, I'll probably get an A in photography this quarter. Yippee! Also, we know for a fact that Mrs. Rogers isn't being considered for next year, so that's another plus. ::sigh:: I guess everything will work itsself out in the end.

Priscilla said at 9:32 PM


Thursday, May 24, 2001

My photography teacher is evil. Rebecca is groovy. That's all I have to say about today.

Priscilla said at 11:15 PM


Wednesday, May 23, 2001

I'm going to come up with 26 topics of conversation, one for each letter of the alphabet. Or at least I'm going to try.

A. Nari was introducing various WOFS members to a newbie. This is how she described me: "erm....lets just say she always has something to argue about....". Do I come off as being that stubborn? Sure, I like to complain about stuff, but everyone likes to complain about things! It's a fact of life! I actually think of myself as someone who doesn't pick as many fights, even. Curious.

B. Tanja is my hero

C. Today was not a good day. Elizabeth didn't bring the tapes for my video, even though I never told her to, so I couldn't work on it during my free period. It would have given me satisfaction to have some reason to be mad at someone else, but because it's my fault, I have no one to shift the blame to. Great. In Photography, or "Bookbinding", I should say, I spent decades on my cover boards, then realized that one was a 1/4 inch larger than the other. I had to make another. Then I got all these weird markings on the board from the graph paper I was using as a barrier between the glue and the table, because everyone else used up all the wax paper. Then things just kept going wrong. I had all my stuff strewn everywhere when the bell rang, and my carpool was ready to kill me when I finally got back to the car.

D. Today was a good day. I signed up for Quiz Bowl for next year, which seems like it would be a lot of fun. I got to play my "Abbey Road" CD during photography. In carpool, Paulette's mom brought us these huge Drumstick things. Chocolate and vanilla ice cream and nuts and ... ::drools:: I worked on my Bio exam, got frustrated, went downstairs for comfort food, and ended up staying down there and eating watermellon and watching "Being John Malkovitch" with Steven and Larissa. Yay!

E. Orson Scott Card irritates me. Why did Ender have to be 30 in "Speaker for the Dead"? Why did the story have to center on these stupid creatures that speak Portugese? Why doesn't he allow fanfiction? Why can't I get into "Shadow of the Hegemon"?

F. My neck itches

G. I wonder why people are so unoriginal. I pose a series of clever alternatives to "British English" and the favourite is "British". Just "British". Not Britainese or Britglish or Anglish. Just British. How dull.

H. I got the new issue of Star Wars Insider today. It's yayfun. I've only flipped through it now. I haven't read any of the articles yet, with the possible exception of the 2-1B collumn. I absolutely love that column.

I. 2-1B has inspired me. I want to start an advice column! Send your burning, pressing questions to me. Then I can be witty in my response.

J. Have you hugged a wombat today?

K. Tanja is still my hero. I just wanted to make that clear.

L. The senior section of the Fourcast (the school newspaper) came out today. Nancy named me "Jets Night Out" planner. Erin left me a knowledge of useless trivia, with the reminder that I owe her $10 from our bet on who has the worst poetry in the galaxy. No one else mentioned me.

M. Wow. I'm more than halfway through. That's rather impressive, If I do say so myself.

N. Malkovitch? Malkovitch. MALKOVITCH!!!

O. I hope Tanja can come to England. That would rock. I'm going to Cambridge this summer, and we want to conspire to meet.

P. Elmo from RML likes "Save Ferris", too! He's nifty. I need to get the new CD.

Q. Does anyone have a list of Terry Pratchett books? I'm too lazy to look. I'm blazing through Feet of Clay, and I want to know which are his best. And which ones have Rincewind or the three witches. Vimes is boring.

R. Today was my half birthday. Go me.

S. Blog!Voices and BlogSpot are down. That's why I can't read my comments, and that's why Tanja's blog has been down. How annoying. Tanja, why don't you upload your blog onto ::sighs::

T. T is a nice letter. What starts with "T"? Oy. The first words to come into my head were "turtle" and "tuberculosis". I wonder if this has any profound effect on my subconscious.

U. I never have been able to spell "subconscious". And I'm too lazy to use MS Word's spell check.

V. The word of the day is "condensed". I say this because I have a can of "Campbell's condensed Chicken Noodle Soup" sitting on my desk. It not has 20% more chicken. I'm using the can as a pencil holder. It's stylish. Actually, it's not. Still, find some reason to use the word "condensed" tomorrow.

W. Speaking of W, when does "That's My Bush" come on? I'd like to watch it some time. It sounds hilarious.

X. The X Files. Oy. I didn't watch the season finale, but I've heard about it from various friends. I can't believe they would actually kill of Krycek! Jerks.

Y. Why do I keep getting the urge to curse in my blog? It's not like me to use profanity. It's just so much easier to get words out on the screen without trying to filter out language. I guess I avoid profanity in order to really think about what I want to say. Plus, I don't want to offend anyone with my language. I always think it's so obnoxious to hear/read people curse. ::goes off to ponder::

Z. Wow. The last letter. My eyes hurt. I'm going to sleep. Wait! No! I don't want to go to sleep! I have to stay online until Tanja wakes up so that I can thank her for such a lovely picture! ::squeals:: I printed it out and posted it next to Ann's picture of a communist Sailor Scout. It's so amusing...

Well, that's the alphabet list. I strongly encourage other bloggers to test out this tactic. It's rather stress-relieving.

Priscilla said at 11:31 PM


I added a new poll. Cast a vote! Here are the results for the last one:

Priscilla said at 5:45 PM


TANJA IS MY NEW BEST FRIEND! She and Mimi were the only ones that remembered my half-birthday, even though I nagged about it incessantly. Click here to see the absolutely fabulous birthday card she made for me! I cried tears of joy when I saw it. And now, explanations!

Bob the Pro-Gender-Equality Veela is my original character. I got sick of all the guys swooning over the Veela in GoF, so I created a character for girls and gay guys to adore.

The blonde girl is Tanja. Her pink hair has almost completely faded. She says that she's the queen of Swussia, because that's the country that she started on WOFS, Kell's BBS. It was originally just her nationality (Swussian = Swedish + Russian), but then she founded her own country, and I made a flag.

The tall brunette is me. I claim to look good in hotpants. The backstory for this starts with Tanja's mother, who brings back hotpants for Tanja whenever she visits the States. Hotpants are really short shorts. Anyway, Tanja's poll on her blog (which was down today for some reason) asked "Who would you like to see in hotpants", and she wrote my name as an answer choice. I'm currently in second place. My shirt is one of Tanja's homemade shirts: a red top with a yellow Communist star.

The drawing also reminds us of National Towel Day, a tribute to Douglas Adams. We see that Bob has already chosen a towel. It's lovely, Bob.

Tanja, you rule.

Priscilla said at 5:31 PM


Why is Tanja's weblog down? ::frowls::

Priscilla said at 7:00 AM


Tuesday, May 22, 2001


1. What do you think caused your heterosexuality?
2. When and how did you decide you were a heterosexual?
3. Is it possible that your heterosexuality is just a phase that you may grow out of?
4. Is it possible that your heterosexuality stems from a neurotic fear of others of the same sex?
5. If you have never slept with a person of the same sex, is it possible that all you need is a good gay lover?
6. Do your parents know that you are straight? Do your friends and/or roommates know?
7. Why do you insist on flaunting your heterosexuality? Can't you just be who you are and keep it quiet?
8. Why do heterosexuals place so much emphasis on sex?
9. Why do heterosexuals fell so compelled to introduce others to their lifestyle?
10. A disproportionate majority of child molesters are heterosexual. Do you consider it safe to expose children to heterosexual teachers?
11. Just what do men and women do in bed together? How can they truly know how to please each other, being so anatomically different?
12. With all the societal support marriage receives, the divorce rate is spiraling. Why are there so few stable relationships between heterosexuals?
13. Statistics show that lesbians have the lowest of sexually transmitted disease. Is it really safe for a woman to maintain a heterosexual lifestyle and run the risk of disease and pregnancy?
14. How can you expect to become a whole person if you limit yourself to compulsive, exclusive heterosexuality?
15. Considering the menace of overpopulation, how could the human race survive if everyone were heterosexual?
16. Could you trust a heterosexual therapist to be objective? Don't you feel that (s)he might be inclined to influence you in the direction of his/her own orientation?
17. There seem to be very few happy heterosexuals. Techniques have been developed that might enable you change if you really want to.
Have you ever considered aversion therapy?
18. Would you want your child to be heterosexual, knowing the problems (s)he would face?

(Sent to me by my friend Renata)

Priscilla said at 5:28 PM


I just talked to Tanja for the first time on ICQ. For some reason this seems significant.

Priscilla said at 5:27 PM


How to amuse yourself at no cost whatsoever:
1. Go to
2. Click "Preferences"
3. For "interface language", pick "Bork, bork, bork!"
4. Go back to the google website
5. Click "Refresh" if necessary
6. Be amused

Priscilla said at 3:31 PM


I only have THIRTY MINUTES of French class left in my ENTIRE LIFE. Excuse me while I run screaming from the room. Joy...

Priscilla said at 2:23 PM


Hey! Did you know that I was a female in my past life? I was born somewhere in the territory of modern Siberia around the year 1175. My profession was that of a librarian, priest or keeper of tribal relics. I liked to travel and to investigate. I could have been a detective or a spy. (Wow! Spy-Librarians! Maybe I was Indiana Jones...) I came to this life to learn to care about the weak and the helpless. Want to know your past life? Go here.

Priscilla said at 11:31 AM


I need opinions! Do you think I should take the plunge and start WIAN etymology guides for other languages? I figured that I'd start with French, since I have a fairly thorough understanding of the language and all 4 French books.

If the French guide was successful, I'd seek out others to help me with other language guides. Would anyone be interested in helping out with a section?

Priscilla said at 9:03 AM


Monday, May 21, 2001

Wow. Again, I'm amazed at how much I love FTP. I just backed up my entire website with a single click. Then I went away and did some of my homework, and when I came back 30 minutes later, it had backed up everything for me. On my own, it probably would have taken me about 6 hours of gruelling, enfuriating manual work, and I would have given up. Hell, it's 437 files. Did you know that the whole of tnm.n is only 6.5 megs? And here I was, worried that I was going to run out of webspace! My web provider just gives you 50 megs before you start having to pay extra, and I was worried that it might not be enough! Ha! ::nubs

Priscilla said at 5:35 PM


Tanja mentioned me in her poll! Wouldn't you like to see me in hotpants?

Priscilla said at 12:11 PM



Priscilla said at 12:02 PM


I updated WIAN! Yay! ::does a funky dance::

Priscilla said at 12:02 AM


Sunday, May 20, 2001

Bwah, no one is emailing me and no one is posting on WOFS. This is life's little way of telling me to do my homework, isn't it?

Priscilla said at 5:44 PM


Today's thought of the day:

(from Sluggy Freelance)

Priscilla said at 5:04 PM


Crud. I wanted to redo a bunch of my pics in cell-style, then I realized that I really don't have any pics to redo. I hate all my old work.

Priscilla said at 1:59 PM


I've taken up cell-style. It's evil. I like my old style better. Oh well...

Priscilla said at 1:08 AM


You know those little sand-filled balloon things that you're supposed to squeeze to release stress? Mine just exploded all over me.

Priscilla said at 1:07 AM


Saturday, May 19, 2001

Tiffers started a web comic! Go read it!

Priscilla said at 11:16 PM


Kait from RML is writing Animorphs slash.

Once upon a time Jake and Marco were bored.
"Do you wanna play basketball?" Jake asked.
"No," Marco said.
"Do you wanna have wild torrdid sex in Cassie's woods?" Jake asked. Marco thought about it.
"Okay," Marco said. And they did. The end.

Priscilla said at 11:09 PM


Did you know that U.K. is a language? According to the Official Harry Potter Website it is. Personally, I don't see a reason to have websites in both Ameriglish and Anglish.

Priscilla said at 10:20 PM


::screams:: The entire list of RML needs to be put on heavy sedatives! In about 13 hours, they sent 317 emails. ::picks off listies one by one with an assault rifle::

Priscilla said at 6:57 PM


Ye Gods. *Another* Crushlink? ::scowls:: Those are so annoying... Sorry, but I'm just not a very crushable person.

Priscilla said at 6:52 PM


Friday, May 18, 2001

Yayfun! I finished the "Who's Who?" section! Go read it, you evil halibuts, so you can understand who in the wold I'm talking about.

Priscilla said at 9:24 AM


I really, really love my life. About an hour after I wrote that entry about not being distracted, Larissa came in to my room and asked if I wanted to watch "Monty Python and the Holy Grail" with her. Because I wasn't getting anything accomplished, I decided that it wouldn't hurt to watch some of the movie. So I went downstairs to hook up the DVD player, and I saw that Stephen was making banana split sundaes. ::drools:: I watched about an hour of the movie (they just met up with Sir Robin again), then went back to my biology paper. I did practically the entire thing in such a small unit of time that I astonished even myself. It's amazing how much you can accomplish when you're not dead.

Priscilla said at 8:21 AM


Thursday, May 17, 2001

That's it. I'm *going* to work on my biology paper. I will *not* be distracted by all the cool stuff the internet has to offer. I will work *diligently* and *efficiently*! I will *not* read random people's weblogs or sneak off to Photoshop to *CG* stuff. I will *concentrate*! I will! Just you wait!

Priscilla said at 8:33 PM


Heeey, I knew that the guy playing that annoying reporter dude in "Inherit the Wind" looked familliar! It's Gene Kelly! How cool...

Priscilla said at 7:30 PM


Yeah! Tealin updated! Lots of luvverly new arts. Go check them out!

Priscilla said at 9:49 AM


Wednesday, May 16, 2001

Hey, I figured out how to make a hexiflexigon on my own. I'm awfully proud of that. It's this complex hexagonal object made up of 18 equilateral trianges. If you attatch them together correctly then fold them correctly, you get this nifty hexagon. You can fold it through itsself and other faces come up. Total of 6 different images. I'm using it for my photography. It's oh-so-groovy.

Priscilla said at 10:29 PM


Tuesday, May 15, 2001

::laughs uproariously:: Hey, kiddies! It's Princess Mononoke!

Priscilla said at 6:26 PM


For the first time in over a year, I find myself listening to my Save Ferris cd. Ska. This is ironic, because I just watched the namesake, "Ferris Beuler's Day Off" the other day. Even more ironic is that Matthew Broderick, who stars in FBDO, played Finch in the revival of "How to Succeed". I'd be really good at 6 Degrees of Separation...

Priscilla said at 6:02 PM


Monday, May 14, 2001

Blogger is back! ::does a little dance::

Priscilla said at 8:50 PM


Sunday, May 13, 2001

This is getting ridiculous! What in the world is wrong with Blogger? Everyone I know can't publish a thing!

Priscilla said at 4:52 PM


We got a DVD played! Yay! We were originally going to get a portable DVD player for my mom for mother's day, but the sales guy told us that the technology just wasn't there yet, and to reconsider getting a portable in about 2 years. So we got a normal one instead. It's sooooo nifty! I want to see the Matrix now.

Priscilla said at 3:47 PM


Oh blogger, why art thou so skanky?

Priscilla said at 3:45 PM


Saturday, May 12, 2001

I know that I promised a day of silence, but I just have to vent. I absolutely cannot believe what a jerk Mr. Blaydes can be. He's the director for the Hockaday drama department. I went to see "You Can't Take it With You", which wasn't spectacular. It had its cute moments, but the script was lacking and many of the actors didn't look like they were putting as much energy into the show. Anyway, at Intermission, we went outside to talk with Mr. Blaydes, so that he could see me there so that his opinion of me would improve. I've tried out for three of his shows, and I haven't made one of them. All is happy and nifty at first. I talk about how I loved one of the actors, Olivia Jennings, in her role. She was really cute and energetic. I enforce the positive aspects of the show.

After a minute, the conversation shifts to "How to Succeed", and I'm really excited because I know he would probably take my performance in "How to Succeed" into account when casting next years' plays and musical. However, instead of mentioning the good aspects of the story, he says in no uncertain words that he hates the show. He insults the music right off the bat. He complained that there were no really big songs until the very end of Act II (he was referring to "Brotherhood of Man". I wonder what he thought of "Coffee Break", in that case). Then he gripes about how it has no transition between scenes and it jumps everywhere. He says it lacks fluidity. Excuse me, but every show jumps from scene to scene like that. Then he complains about the length. I'm sorry, but we already had to cut the show down a LOT. We cut the Pirate Dance number before the TV show and we stripped "A Secretary is Not a Toy" down to the bare bones of the song. He just couldn't stop complaining. It's a testament to my acting ability that I didn't drop my rather forced smile and deck him upside the head.

Excuse me, Mr. Blaydes, but there's a thing called "tact". As we learned from Thumper, the rabbit from Bambi, "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." Don't lie, but don't tell the whole truth, either. I don't care if he didn't like the show. Everyone's entitled to their own opinion. But they shouldn't share it if it would hurt the other person's feelings. This was the first time I'd heard anyone dissing "How to Succeed", and it came as a real shock. Because Mr. Blaydes had the nerve to insult the music and the script, the two aspects of the show we had no control over, it really made me want to reconsider trying out for his production next fall. His only non-negative comment was "It took me a while to realize it was you". In my mind, Mr. Blaydes shrunk to only two inches tall. I used to have a high opinion about him, but that is a thing of the past. ::snarls:: My mom witnessed the whole thing, and she thinks he's jealous of Mrs. Felice, the director for Jesuit. Mrs. Felice is the most fabulous director in the history of the universe, and frankly I don't want to try out for any more Hockaday productions if I have the option of working with Mrs. Felice instead.

So that's my story.

Priscilla said at 11:38 PM


I was going to post about my adventures last night seeing The Mummy Returns, but I have something far more important to post. Douglas Adams died last night. He was 49. I'm fighting back tears. Like Monkeysticks, Cult of Lincoln will have a day of silence in his memory.

Priscilla said at 8:17 AM


Friday, May 11, 2001

We watched the end of Ferris Buheller during free period today. It was fabulous. I love that movie. Did you know that Matthew Broderick played Finch in the revival of "How to Succeed"? And now he's starring in "The Producers", which is supposed to be the funniest musical in the entire universe. I really have to see that show... Chad gave me a Producers shirt after H2$. His mom got to go to New York the week before, so she got to see it. Lucky.

Don't be stupid, be a smartie! Come and join the Nazi party!

Priscilla said at 5:21 PM


Woo! I keep forgetting to tell this story. The other day, I was eating dinner at Sushi on McKinney with my dad and Larissa and Steven, a pair of New Zelanders living with us at the moment. Anyway, we ran into one of my dad's old friends from high school, and he was so cool! When Steven told him that he was an English teacher, he said "May the force be with you". He referred to my school as "Hockatraz", the common student nickname. He had all these Star Wars references in his normal speech. It was fabulous! Because he went to St. Marks, our "brother school", he called my being in H2$ "consorting with the enemy". I thought that was hilarious. When he left, I told him "May the force be with you", and he gave me the biggest smile I've ever seen. It was so nifty! ::squeals::

Priscilla said at 5:17 PM


Thursday, May 10, 2001

Yay! Blogger is working again! It was being rather skanky earlier today and not letting me post. ::skips about happily::

Priscilla said at 8:53 PM


I was listening to the big song montage on Abbey Road ("She Came in Through the Bathroom Window", to be precise) and I suddenly got this urge to dance. I was sitting in my computer chair, reading WOFS messages, singing the songs loudly, and waving my arms above my head. I'm glad I was home alone. That would have made a rather odd sight.

Priscilla said at 8:19 PM


I got my Sundowner mousepad in the mail today! It's so cool, it's almost a shame to have to cover it with a mouse. ::stares at mousepad some more::

Anyway, today completely rocked. I got to have lunch with John Glen, the first American in space, who later became a U.S. senator, then returned to NASA several years ago to become the oldest man in space. First, he spoke to the Upper School during our Conference Period (a time of day where we're supposed to meet with teachers, but is almost always taken up by assemblies); then he talked to the middle school during our lunch. He's such a fabulous speaker. Plus, to wrap up, he gave us this talk on why people should be more involved in the government. It was so awesome. During lunch, somehow it slipped out to the school that Mackenzie and I were going to have lunch with John Glenn, so all these people started pestering us about it. We barely escaped with our lives.

He was still talking to the middle schoolers at 1, but we got out of class anyway. Mr Bradley, one of the teachers, said that he'd finish at 1:30, but it was actually 1:50 when he finally escaped from the huge crowds of insane middle schoolers, pleading for autographs. He actually had to sign a girl's shoe. Anyway, we started lunch at about 1:55, with chicken caesar salad as opposed to the spaghetti that the rest of the school got. I was actually slightly jealous. I think that spaghetti with meat sauce and garlic bread is the best meal they serve at Hockayay (it's fabulous!), and I really dislike salad. I managed to eat the whole thing, though. I would have felt really akward not eating anything just because I didn't like salad. Of course, Senator Glenn barely ate anything at all because he was so busy talking about the space program, the government, etc. It rocked. We got out at about 3, meaning that I missed half my Bio class. When Rachel M. and I walked in, everyone was grilling us for details. They all thought that Senator Glenn was a fabulous speaker, and they all wished they could have been there. ::snickers::

Because we had to wear our dress uniform today, I actually wore a skirt for the first time this year. I only own one. Usually, I wear the shorts, which are part of the uniform, yet I'm the only one not in fourth grade that actually wears them. Anyway, about 20 people suggested that the world was going to end because I was wearing a skirt. Is it really that peculiar? I wore a dress in H2$. ::sighs::

Priscilla said at 7:33 PM


You want to know what else is obnoxious? this fansite. It's completely ripped off of my friend Renata's website, Follow the Man. Go tell Kristen she's a jerk.

Priscilla said at 4:42 PM


youre a MAN
your back is hairy
your a man
youre smell is scary
but most of all
you arent a fairy
youre a beer drinking, chevy driving man.

when the meat comes out
you do the carving
you hate tom cruise
but you love lee marvin...

I've *got* do listen to some of The Full Monty OBCR....

Priscilla said at 7:08 AM


NOOOO! I just posted a huge entry on why my photography class is mind-numbingly evil, but Blogger lost my entry because it claimed I wasn't logged in! ::attacks Blogger with a baseball bat::

Priscilla said at 7:02 AM


I've got to stop waking up to "Abbey Road" every day. And going to school, too, for that matter. I just had this weird dream that one of the Beatles, instead of having brown eyes and brown hair, had bright blue eyes and bright blond hair (I think it was Ringo). For some reason, I got the privelige of getting to go into their dressing room while they were putting on their stage makeup for a performance. Only three were there. If I remember correctly, the missing Beatle was George. Anyway, I got to have my pick of the three Beatles there, and my mind told me to pick the blond/blue eyed one so that we could determine my genotype through our offspring. (Yes, too much Honors Biology can do that to you). However, despite his attractive recessive genes, I picked Paul. Some time goes on, and the U.S. starts learning that Hitler is gaining power. Evidently it was the forties instead of the sixties. Anyway, for some reason, the blond/blue eyed Beatle was in danger *because* of his blond hair and blue eyes. (Yeah, I know it was the other way around. If you have a problem with that, you can take it up with my subconscious.) Then I woke up.

I think this whole "husband picking" thing has to do with my friend Marcelina's new suggestion: the Husband-of-the-Month Club. She marries Paul McCartney, Elizabeth Burkhead marries Craig Charles, Chloe Slocum marries Alan Cummings, and I marry Johnny Depp, then occasionally, we switch. Sounds like a good plan to me!

Priscilla said at 6:31 AM


Wednesday, May 09, 2001

Please tell me I didn't just do what I know I just did... I worked over an hour setting up a page of comments and such in a temp text file for the How to Succeed pictures, then I saved it and closed it. I forgot I was dealing with a temp file. I just lost it all! ::kicks desk, injures foot::

Priscilla said at 6:34 PM


Tuesday, May 08, 2001

In Bio class, we've been watching "Inherit the Wind", which is about the Kansas Monkey Trials, where people decided on whether evolution should be taught in school. It's hilarious. People are so stupid. And it's so melodramatic! ::giggles:: The teacher in question is played by Dick York, who played Darrin Stevens on "Bewitched". I loved that show. I would always watch those cheesy Nick at Nite shows like "I Dream of Jeannie" and "I love Lucy". I guess old TV shows were always some of my favourites. For a while, I could never miss a rerun of Gilligan's Island. I would have to tape it, because it came on at 4AM on weekdays. Skanky TV program time-slotters.

Priscilla said at 5:44 PM


Monday, May 07, 2001

hmmm.... 9 posts today. Full of mmm mmm bloggy-filled goodness. ::smacks lips::

Priscilla said at 7:38 PM


Stand, Old Ivy, and never yield!
Rip, rip, rip, the Chipmunk off the field!

Priscilla said at 7:20 PM


I wonder whatever happened to David McClinton. He was the representative of convio who came to ISAS to talk about graphic designing. I could have sworn I wrote about it in my blog, but upon checking the archives, evidently I didn't. Well, to make a long story short, he was talking about an ad for a company called "Border Records", a company that sold products on both sides of the Texas/Mexico border. He said he was stumped as to a logo for them. I suggested he make a mockup of a map, with a border shaped like an ear. He said "You're hired". I wonder if he used my idea. That would rock.

Priscilla said at 7:19 PM


Ann is incredibly evil. She used the name of The Scottish Play in vain. ::snarls::

Priscilla said at 12:16 PM


I feel like bragging more about H2$. Miss Felice, the director, said that for the first time in her life, she forgot that she was watching a musical. ::squeals:: They're calling this show the best musical Jesuit has ever had.

Priscilla said at 12:13 PM


I was reading Jane Eyre, and it really started reminding me of Honoria's Percy fic, The Magic Umbrella. A girl in love with her boss, with lots of fabulous description to back it up. Honoria rocks. When is TMU 10 coming out?

Priscilla said at 11:58 AM


AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! ::screams:: I get to have lunch with John Glenn on Thursday! ::squeals loudly, shatters glass and several nearby eardrums:: Also with me will be Chungy, Rachel M., Caroline Stevenson, and Mackenzie Miller! YAYFUN! Of course, I was supposed to be discreet about it... ::shouts it from the highest hills::

Priscilla said at 11:48 AM


Joshness is a terribly evil person. I tried to look him up on 411 to get his phone number to yell at him for not going to H2$, but the address he gave us is incorrect. I'm going off to frowl now.

Priscilla said at 6:50 AM


You know what? ::pause:: I don't either. ::walks off::

Priscilla said at 12:13 AM


Sunday, May 06, 2001

Heey, Elfwood updated my gallery. Yayfun!

Priscilla said at 11:24 PM


Woah! Check this out! I wish people made me fanart... Just so you know, that was a fanart for Kell Yarwood's Sundowner.

Priscilla said at 4:03 PM


I feel so empty. The musical is over. The set has been striked. I won't get to see Joanne, John, Annabel, Ricky, Bern, and Patrick every day after school. It was just so depressing to see our fabulous, pink and purple set in its full splendor at 10:30, then a completely empty auditorium two short hours later. Never again will I wear those two silly 60's-style dresses or that slinky Paris Original dress or those cat-tails in eye makeup. I won't wear those lensless blue glasses, or a French twist with more than 32 hairpins at once, or that evil green pillbox hat that would fall off in "Been A Long Day" unless I welded it to my head with 8 more hairpins.

Life is going back to normal.

It first really sunk in after Scene 3, when I'm supposed to take the nail polish I used that scene and put it back on the props table for the next evening. Then I realized that there wouldn't be another show. That's when everything started sinking in: all these songs I won't perform again; all these lines I won't deliver again. Never again will I suggest in front of my father that I'm a nymphomaniac. I won't lead Coffee Break or Been a Long Day or Cinderella Darling. I just had to stand and watch Haley perform as Smitty, bothered even more about how I dislike the way she delivers her lines and the way she characterizes Smitty. I love Haley to death, but I just really dislike her interpretation of Smitty.

I feel so tired.

Last night, I slept for 11 hours. That hasn't happened in months. Usually, I naturally wake up before 9, but I woke up this morning at 1:30. I'm glad my parents are out of town and I have the house to myself. I would hate to have to get anything done right now. Plus, my knee still bothers me whenever I move my leg. I hope there's nothing wrong with it.

Ugh, I can't write any more. ::goes off to sulk::

Priscilla said at 3:32 PM


Saturday, May 05, 2001

Ooh! I forgot to mention that last night, the audience gave us a standing ovation! And one of the people that came on opening night said that it was the best high school production she had ever seen. Wow. I couldn't stop smiling.

Priscilla said at 2:01 PM


Yay! Meeko from WOFS is ok! She was the victim of frequent beatings from a girl she used to be friends with. However, one of her beatings was caught on tape, which was turned into the police. Now Kathy (the evil girl) has been expelled and sent to juvenile hall. Meeko doesn't have to worry any more! ::does a happy dance:: Yay!

Priscilla said at 12:02 PM


I hope Elfwood is updated soon. I just uploaded a bunch of stuff. Basically old HP Valentines and such. go here.

Priscilla said at 11:41 AM


Woah. Want to know what's cool? Spaceset.

Priscilla said at 11:40 AM


I can't believe I'll never be Smitty again. Last night was my last performance as Smitty, so I just have tonight left to be Nameless Secretary again. It's depressing. Oh well. At least I went out with a bang. All the JETS, my carpool, my advisory, and a lot of my other friends came. After "Cinderella Darling" they all shouted together "GO PRISCILLA!". Backstage, everyone teased me about bringing along my fanclub. At bows, they had a huge poster that said "Yay Priscilla". I couldn't read it from the stage, but I still felt fabulous.

I felt that I just nailed all my scenes. I loved the scene before "Paris Original", where I tell Rosemary that I'll probably be very popular at the party, because I'm starting a secret rumor that I'm a nymphomaniac. One of my favourites was the party on the roof, where I'm supposed to get incredibly drunk, then Bud Frump grabs me off the dance floor thinking that I'm Hedy (we're all wearing the same dress), he says "Come on Hedy, no more games. Come on, Hedy, J.B. wants me to take you--", then realizes who I am, then I say "Bud! You must have heard the rumor!". Previously, I just stopped it there, but this time, I threw my arms around Bud and acted like I was trying to kiss him. You should have seen that look of abject horror on his face. The audience loved it, and backstage afterwards everyone was cracking up.

I think I did really well in "Cinderella Darling". Afterwards, the girls were saying that it was the best we had ever done it, but I think opening night was a bit better. Opening night was just flawless. Yay! ::does a happy dance::

I talked to Joe (the guy who runs the slide projector) and Jeff (Finch) about the slide show, and this time they put the cart further away from the screen so that the images were much larger (in the past, they only used about 1/4 of the screen. This time they used about 3/4). Also, Jeff waited a bit longer between slides so that the audience could fully appreciate the hilarious images. It was far better than the previous nights! Yay!

The audience was fabulous. They cheered their lungs out and laughed at ALL the jokes! They even got the Metrecal line! And the "pros and cons" line! Wow! It was far better than last night, where the audience was dead.

Just one minor mishap: after bows, we're supposed to run up these oddly-spaced stairs in the pitch darkness to get outside to greet our adoring fans. I tripped and banged my knee really hard against one of the stairs. Then of course, someone tripped on me. It absolutely killed! I had to limp up the stairs. It hurt to even move. By the time I actually got to look at it (I was wearing a really long dress), it was swolen up terribly. When we went outside, I was leaning on Patrick (Mr. Gatch) for support. I couldn't move it last night, but I got an ice pack when I got home, and I feel better this morning. I can move it without it hurting very much, which is a pretty good thing because our last show is tonight. I just hope it doesn't look too swolen during "Paris Original" when we have those tiny dresses.

Oh well. Happy Cinco de Mayo! Happy Cartoonists Day! ::squeals::

Priscilla said at 11:27 AM


Friday, May 04, 2001

I had the best morning. I didn't have first or second period today, so I don't have to go in to school until 1PM. There is a God! ::skips about happily::

Priscilla said at 10:41 AM


Thursday, May 03, 2001

Liz just told me about the greatest game in the history of man: Pretty Pretty Popes. You have to earn an encyclical, a cross, a robe, and a meiter. And then you put on the popehat and say "I'm the prettiest pope in the land!"

Wouldn't you like to play?

Priscilla said at 2:27 PM


Congrats to Kell! She got an A on her froody Sundowner poster. Now she can take a nap.

Priscilla said at 2:19 PM


Ah, the amusement of translating my blog into crazy drug talk. "I was wearing my inferior quality marijuana coat..", "I think I smoke marijuana Nathan with my coat.", "I forgot that LSD Break and Paris Original were funny", "Laura Marijuana in the Heroin House". ::cackles::

Priscilla said at 2:18 PM


All RMLers should die. The past few weeks, they've only been sending about 30 emails per day, but when Keith came back (YAY!), he started agitating the crowd because of a lack of mail (consideration for my Hell Week), and last night they sent over 200 messages. I'm still reading them. ::frowls::

Priscilla said at 12:00 PM


Booyeah! I must say that we had an absolutely fabulous performance tonight. I can't wait until Friday when I get to be Smitty again. Tonight and Saturday night I get to be a nameless secretary (Though I dubbed myself Derek Wasabi Spockmonkey III). I thought we were all going to die, because some of the cast and crew members managed to say the name of The Scottish Play five times! Since then, I started counting how many minor disasters occurred.
  1. Right before the play started, one of the flats backstage fell on Bern, one of the lead characters (Bud Frump). He was fine, though.
  2. During a scene change, John (Mr. Twimble) and Joe (lots of random roles) ran into each other. John got a bloody nose. It might be broken.
  3. Casey (a secretary) got to talk to herself for a while because Haley (a secretary; my double) forgot to come on stage. For the fifth time in a row. AAARG!
  4. The slide show was hell. I had to redo the slides that morning because they were too dark, but whoever loaded the projector was a moron. None of the slides were in order. I felt so sorry for Joe, who was trying to run the projector.
  5. I forgot that I was supposed to forget my coat. I was ready at the top of the stairs for my cue, but I realized that I was wearing my green coat, which was supposed to be backstage. I had to run all the way around the theatre, throw it downstairs, run back, and return about half a second before I was supposed to go on. I think I hit Nathan with my coat. Of corse, Casey and Rita were panicking, because Haley wasn't there for Casey to talk to, and I wasn't there for Rita to talk to. Right in the.. TA DA! Nick of time.

However, the play had it's high moments. After rehearsing for 3 1/2 months, I forgot that Coffee Break and Paris Original were funny. :) It was so much fun. Also, Christine and Mackenzie were there, so that was nifty. Also, Steven (my kiwi history tutor) and Larissa (his girlfriend) came. Mrs. Marcus actually left early from a luncheon with Laura Bush in the White House to see me perform. Ye-Gods. I had no idea! Also, my voice teacher, Mrs. Glaros; head of the fine arts, Mr. Long; and his fiancee, Ms. Booker; and my Biology teacher, Dr. Fishel; and her son. I first saw Dr. Fishel and her son during Paris Original, right before I said my line. I didn't want to say "dammit" in front of a kid! Oy. Oh well, I suppose that compared to saying my nymphomaniac line in front of my father, that was nothing.

"Cinderella Darling" was fabulous. All the girls agreed that this performance was the best we had ever done this song. I felt such a high when we finished that song! ::squeals:: Usually, I flub up the "don't rewrite your story" line, and the Monday before the performance was the first time I actually nailed the song. At this performance, we went beyond nailing the song. All I can say is "wow". "Been a Long Day" and "Coffee Break" were great, too. ::sigh:: I love musical theatre. I wonder if this entry has any coherence at all.

Priscilla said at 11:50 AM


Wednesday, May 02, 2001

The play is in less than 13 hours... oh, God... I know they say that a bad dress rehearsal is the sign of a great play, but that would mean that our play would be fabulous. Both dress rehearsals were awful. The makeup people are insane! They gave me this blood red eyeshadow all the way up to my eyebrows. I looked like a lobotomy patient! Ye-Gods. Thankfully, I don't have to wear it like that any more. ::squirms:: 12 hours, 40 minutes, 59 seconds...

Priscilla said at 6:19 AM


Tuesday, May 01, 2001

Yay! It's Zim! Clockwise from top left: the Tallest (2), Dib, G.I.R., and Zim. G.I.R. is saying "Doom doom doom" (download the doom song)

Priscilla said at 1:58 PM


I'm so relieved! I didn't get in to AP U.S. History! ::does a happy dance:: Ugh, I can't believe I tried out. There's no way I could have handled that stress level.

Priscilla said at 1:46 PM


Oy. Today is our last rehearsal for H2$. I'm terrified. Yesterday was a complete disaster! 3 major charcters missed their cues, forcing me to improvise like heck. And the rest of the cast wasn't willing to improvise! In the last scene, Rita (Mrs. Krumholtz) was supposed to talk to me, then I answer her, then ask a question to Jenkins, then he answers me, then Rita has another line. I was standing next to Annabel and Casey (or "Chang and Potter", as I like to call them), and trying to get it across to Annabel that I wanted her to say Rita's line. It's really simple: "Hey Smitty, heard any news yet?" However, she refused to speak. Of course, Jenkins was waiting for these lines for his entrance cue, so he didn't come in. Eventually, he saw that Rita wasn't there, and came down. We were able to salvage it from there. Ugh.

In "Been a Long Day", my hat fell off seven times. And of course, it's just me, Rosemary, and Finch on the stage. It's incredibly noticeable.

In the first scene of Act 2, I'm supposed to talk with Rita a bit, then Rosemary comes in, then I talk with Rosemary, and we burst into "Cinderella Darling". Well, I talked with Rita, but Rosemary never came. I tried to ad lib some lines, but Rita wouldn't say anything. I tried to ask her some questions in order to stop the lull that was building, but she just answered shortly and directly, so that I wouldn't have anything to play off of. It was tragedy. Then Miss Felice started yelling backstage, taking it all out on poor Ricky, the Percy Weasley clone, who had reported to Miss Felice that everyone was in their place. She didn't even consider that Taylor, who played Rosemary, wasn't where she was supposed to be. Ricky has enough to remember!

Also, Doug, a member of the chorus, was never on-time for his scenes. He destroyed a scene between J.B. Biggley and Hedy, who were supposed to keep getting interrupted, but no interruption came! Yarg. Then in Company Way: Reprise, he didn't come on stage at all, forcing one of the other guys to carry Frump off the stage. They were counting on Doug, because he's a huge rugby player. ::frowls:: At least we're getting all these mistakes out of our systems before opening night tomorrow. ::cringe::

Wish me luck! I'll need it.

Priscilla said at 7:03 AM


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