How to make a Tiffany

Ingredients: 1 part jealousy 3 parts brilliance 3 parts empathy

Method: Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add sadness to taste! Do not overindulge!

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Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

BSG thoughts (yes, I know I'm lame)

I've been rewatching Battlestar Galactica, and I've decided that each of the Cylon models have been developed with the image and personality of each of the Greek gods. Now that I think of it, I can't believe the thought never occurred to me before now. The number six Cylon would be Aphrodite, and I think it would be the god Aphrodite who is appearing to Baltar. She believes in this one true God and I think that God would be Zeus. Now I just have to wonder if there is a Cylon model based off of Zeus. If there is, he hasn't been seen yet.

Once I get further in the rewatching, I will post more thoughts on which Cylon model equals which Cylon model.

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very High
Level 7 (Violent)	Extreme
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	High

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Buffy the Vampire Slayer

I suck at posting on this blog. But you knew that already. Here's some TV stuff because obviously I've begun to care about TV again.

Yesterday I watched the first three episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. This is a show that I loathe in theory. Whenever I think of it, I'm reminded of the roommate I had who loved the show Charmed and occasionally I'd sit down with her and, while eating a sandwich (because it's better to watch really terrible television than nothing while eating), I'd watch Charmed. Charmed is a terrible show. It's corny. The acting is mostly terrible, the characters are impossible to care about because they are shallow. There is no conflict in ethics with any of the character because the "good characters" are good and the viewer would be crazy to side with the "bad" characters. (Sadly, the bad characters are actually more interesting than the heroines.)

Because this is the image I have of supernatural things in TV and because a bunch of my stupid friends in high school loved Buffy, I have refused, up to this point, to watch it. But I finally decided that perhaps it might be an okay show. I did like Firefly--a lot--and it was created by the same guy who created Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Let me just say that three episodes in I am enjoying Buffy only slightly more than I enjoy Charmed (I prefer Charmed to a root canal). But there is something about it that I find fascinating. I can certainly understand why a teenage girl with angst would watch it. But why should I watch it? Hmmm.

Depressing last post

Wow that last post was depressing. Sorry about that. I'm fine, really.

When will the world realize that I don't care?

It's almost five a.m. and no one I know is online. My house is silent except for the hum of the heater pumping out life and making the streamers on the ceiling fan dance with each other making a crunching sound each time they brush against one another. I turn iTunes on (the misery mix because it best suits my mood), but it's quiet so my roommates can sleep. In fact, I can hear the hum of the house around my music. My half-completed applications sit on the table taunting me. They say "Who the fuck are you to desire employment? Nobody wants you," and I know this is true. Perhaps the misery mix wasn't such a good idea.

Television bores me. It's no longer the constant companion and friend who completes me. I find that every program dissatisfies me before I can make it to the commercial break. Sometimes the adds are interesting though because they offer more promise.

I want a beer so I can cry in it. But I don't really want a beer, and I certainly don't want to cry. It's funny that when I want to rage against the world, the best that comes out is pitiful whining. When will the world realize that I don't care? Just tell me who I am so I'll know forever and never ever change.

"The Passage"

Once again Battlestar Galactica made me cry. Of course, because my life is miserable, I was already pretty close to crying, but I forgot about my own troubles as I watched this beautiful episode. "The Passage" dealt with a lot of the issues between Kat and Starbuck--issues that began in "Scar," my favorite episode of season two. I liked that they revisited my favorite episode, but I'm also glad they made an episode worthy of being a revisiting of my favorite episode. I don't really want to say any more than that though because if anyone watches the show and reads my blog but hasn't seen the new season, it will be spoiled for them (this time am talking about you Zack).

The makeup in this episode was incredible! Haunting and very well done.

What else can I say? It was something cool to do while I procrastinated on my term paper for my American Poetry Seminar (which I did get done by the way). Now it's time for bed because it's been a long weekend and not in a good way, although I did have some good times. (Woo hoo pinochle!)