Do I Seem Bulletproof?

Unfortunately I can't embed this video "by request", so here is the link to the video I wanted to post here. Watch and then come back here to read my fabulous post. Please.

La Roux-Bulletproof

I dig this song and the video is pretty neat too. I like the relatable message of the song and the lack of sex appeal she has. The boyishness demonstrates how this song is liked because of the music, not the sexy. Tres 80's. With hair like that, how can you not like her? Plus, and this is the main reason I decided to post this, don't you think she sort of resembles the guy who plays Finn on Glee? I think they look like they could be siblings. Also not just looks, but expressions, like, mannerisms. They move the same. Maybe I'm just so desperate to relate real life to Glee I will grasp at straws, but I like to think I'm not. Shh.

I wonder what La Roux's hair looks like wet.

Yes? No? Am I out to lunch?

And ha, ha! I just read a comment on that video and it is almost exactly like mine.

While searching photos of Cory Monteith the suggested search was "cory monteith shirtless". Stay classy.

I'm procrastinating. What else is new? Deadlines to meet and time to spare, you'd think I would be able to get some work done, but nope. Not Callie. Callie is good at avoiding things.

Oh ha, ha! Did I mention the cast party for Beauty and the Beast on here? I don't believe I did. Well, normally I would provide some photos for illustration but I unfortunately didn't bring my camera to that fateful night. Anyway, most people were wearing white shirts that we all decided we would write memories of the musical on during the party, myself included, and I wrote "CALLIE LIKES PARTY" on everybody. Ha ha ha! Capital letters, no punctuation. Yes, cast mates, that is how you shall forever remember Callie McIntosh. Intoxication levels shall not be mentioned. Needless to say, I quite enjoyed that party.

Ugh. I guess I'd better end this post and do some dastardly deeds. By dastardly deeds I mean not this, which is unfortunate. Compared to what I was just doing, this is hugely entertaining.

Well, I hope you ghosts had an alright Sunday. I say alright only because my own was so uninteresting and continues to be, if you can't tell. It must be uninteresting enough for me to have to write about how uninteresting it was in order to create interest, which it has done in an astonishingly satisfying way. I dedicate this post to Joe just because. I'll end today with a period--simple, straightforward, no smudges, black ink.

Thou Shall Not Want

On Facebook nowadays there are recommended pages on the right that change every time you refresh or visit a new page, such as links to your friends if you're looking a pictures of them or a fan page of something related to anything you have become a fan of in the past. Today I was looking at some of my old pictures and getting rid of the ones I needed to and I happened to glance over at my recommended pages, which, by the way, I never do because I could care less, plus I have an agenda when I'm on Facebook. Anyway, I suppose at some point I decided to "like" the page DORY, as in Dory from the most excellent Pixar animated film Finding Nemo, and on my recommended page thing it said something I sincerely was not expecting. You would suspect a related page to DORY might be the Finding Nemo fan page or maybe another cartoon, like Shrek or Wall-E or something. Nope, not on Facebook. The most closely related page to DORY they can come up with is--wait for it--Slush Puppies. Yes. Because those are the same thing. An interesting correlation, I thought. Oh, I love that goofy animated fish...hey, a Slush Puppy! Ha, ha, ha. So silly. As a note, Slush Puppies really are delicious.

In other news, as some will know, musical mania is officially over. :( I hate emoticons, in all truthfulness, but I felt that was almost entirely necessary. I'm sad! It feels kind of childish to say it like that, but it is the best way to put it. People say I should be glad to have my life back, but the musical was my life. Now I don't have one. It's strange having so much free time and not seeing my musical family for at least three hours a day. It's not easy to be yourself when you've put your entire self into something and then it's gone, but I'll get there. At least now I can get back to my soul mate (Katelyn, of course, for those who don't know) and we can go on dates and eat cheese and read together again! I'm also hugely looking forward to tanning. My legs are starting to scare me at night because they glow with whiteness.

And on a sort of but mostly not really related note, I have a horrific habit I must stop: music bingeing. I find a song I like and listen and listen and listen and listen until when I listen to it I just want to turn it off and can't listen to it again for a few months. It's awful! I'm ruining good songs for myself and it's really hard to stop. It's like a serial dater--out of one fling and into another because you feel lost if you're not in one (to clarify, I am not a serial dater). I'm a serial listener. I garner such pleasure from one tune that I pour every listening hour I have into it until I have to banish it from every play list, from which I run to the next awesome song because I don't want to have to think about what I want to listen to. Examples include that Electric Feel remix I showed on this here blog, Five Years Time by Noah and the Whale (it's been a while since that, though--I listen to that again), Love Game by Lady Gaga (I know it's awful, but so addictive!) and I think I'm doing it right now with Bad Day by Darwin Deez. Gah! It's just...I don't know. If I don't have a list of music in front of me to tell me what must come next I'll just get into a loop. A vicious, destructive, song-killing loop of torture. There are a few songs I have made myself listen to within reason despite how deeply, even passionately, I want to over-listen, Parachutes by Pearl Jam among them, so I know that I can do it. It's not the ability, it's the decision. As is the case in more serious problems, I'm sure. At any rate, I'm trying not to over-listen to the music I dig right now, so wish me luck. I shall not listen to Darwin Deez again today. I forbid myself!

Oh, but do listen to this. Catchy. I dig it. Shall not music binge. Shall not music binge.

"I am Not a Robot"-Marina and the Diamonds

Clint

Here he is!

Looking...crazy

My brother Court.

<3

Jason Collett~

Isn't it bizarre how the increase of volume when listening to music brings greater enjoyment? Whenever I listen to music the volume is all over the place. For songs I don't want to hear I make it background noise, for songs I feel like listening to I turn it up loud enough to bob my head to and for songs that make me crazy I blast it so I can sing really loud with it. It's so strange! Humans are a confusing species. It isn't as if the music is different, it's just louder. But somehow, some way, our brains register a pleasure boost. Crazy.

I was looking at Eunju's book that she's reading today and it is in Korean. It's fascinating. Not so much that it's in Korean, because that is really not very exciting, particularly when it is in the hands of a Korean person. It was interesting that I couldn't read it. I have always found reading to be one of the most intriguing abilities of humans. We have made a series of symbols so powerful that when grouped properly they can make us feel and think and change and argue. Then you see another series of symbols you aren't familiar with and while those symbols have the same significane to one person that other symbols have to you, you can do nothing but perceive the lines and strokes as exactly that. Reading jsut blows my mind. I think that's why I enjoy it, and intensely. I'd have to say the most emotionally intense book I've ever read was Phantom, by whom I can't recall (and I'm too lazy to check!), which was about the life of the man who became the Phantom of the Opera. It was really unique and powerful and painful. It actually made me cry, like, sadness crying, out loud. I'm glad I didn't read that part in public.

I'm not reading anything these days, which is a stinker. I want to get another grahpic novel from the library but in order to do that I have to go to the library and for the next month I probably won't have time to read anything anyway. That is due to the musical.

I don't think I mentioned my crazy musical schedule for May on here. It consists of rehearsing almost every day for long hours. I took a leave of absence from work because of it. The only days we don't rehearse are a few days before the shows so we can rest our voices and get pumped to perform and the performances themselves. Don't expect a whole lot of blogging, by the way. Sorry. I'll do my best.

~Love is a Dirty Word. Listen to it.

(Bit Part)

Well I stood up
You know I had to keep moving
I couldn't just sit here alone in this one place
You called my name
But you know I never hear you
But there will always be some things that stay the same
Even in some crazy world of constant change

So I changed the locks
I'm not looking for love now
Just another pretty face that I could blame
If I get lost
You know it's all the same now
And I don't really even care to know her name
All the people in my past
Just stay the same

But you know I don't have time
To play a bit part in your life
Thinking you could change my mind
That'd be crazy
You'd be no friend of mine
Be rehearsing all the time
Thinking you could put our
Love up on some stage

So I stood up
Yeah I had to keep moving
Try to get a little blood back in my veins
We called it off
But I can't sleep now
Just dreaming every night what might have been
You know I've been here before
And I'm here again

But you know I don't have the time
To play a bit part in your life
Thinking you could change my mind
That's be crazy
You'd be no friend of mine
Be rehearsing all the time
Thinking you could put our love
Up on some stage

You could come around here
Just knocking on my door
Keeping me up all night
Just begging me for more
And I'm not really sure
What we do these things for

So I stood up
You know I had to keep moving
I couldn't just sit here all alone in this one place

~The Wooden Sky