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Yes, Sannali. Crucible fan fic. We have to write a vignette, detailing an internal monologue for Elizabeth Proctor, Parris, or Hale at the beginning of Act IV. I keep having visions of the Percy CoS vignette I wrote ages ago (before GoF came out, come to think of it). Anyway…

There’s no substance in vignettes

So they roll a pyramid through! –Forbidden Broadway, Aida, “Elaborate Sets”

Ah, such amusement.

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What do you think of the new blog layout? Preview and send me your comments! I still need to do button things for the poll, archives, and all the rubbish that used to be on the right bar. If you have any ideas, though, I’d love to hear them.

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Ooooh, that was so cool. Because I got out at 3:45, after school I raced home and arrived around 4 or 4:05: the time for maximum eclipse viewage. I got out a gigantic piece of cardboard (about 4×7 feet), an easel, a hairbrush with a mirror in the back, mailing tape, and a bag to prop up the cardboard (and the convenient neighbor’s car ^_^;) and made an eclipse viewer. It’s very simple. I propped up the easel and adjusted it so that I could easily let the mirrored hairbrush rest in the easel prong things. Then I taped over most of the mirror, leaving a square slightly less than an inch on each side. I propped up the cardboard using the neighbor’s car and the bag, then aimed the hairbrush so that the reflected light would hit the cardboard (the mirror and cardboard were about 25-30 feet apart). Just as it is in a pinhole camera, the reflected light gave me a perfect reproduction of the light present. Because the only light bright enough to be picked up by the naked eye was the eclipse, projected onto the cardboard was a circle of light with a bite taken out of it — how nifty is that? I took some pictures, but I don’t think they’ll come out very well, as the projection was rather faint. It was still really cool, though. I can’t wait until the next eclipse! Maybe I can set up a bunch of pinhole cameras or summat. I’ll develop the film later and print some up if you can see anything. Ah, the joys of science…

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I absolutely love my new weblog format. I’ll try to get it up this weekend, but if I don’t, I’ll put it up over the holidays. It’s so nifty. T’is Invader Zim themed. Muaha.

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Even though he’s evil, Mr. Dumaine is my hero. He assigned a writing assignment the second after we turned in our research paper. The rough draft is due Monday, then we have an enormous Crucible test Wednesday, and then we have to turn in the final draft on Thursday. Psycho. But anyway, when questioned about how long it should be, he suggested we use “The skirt analogy”. He explained that this meant “long enough to cover the subject, but short enough to be interesting”. I was amused.

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We were watching “Rush Hour 2” the other day during Y-Period. I finally figured out where Kell got the phrase “Bite it like a little monkey”. I was amused.

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Ann’s festive holiday survey:

1. When do you put your Christmas decorations up? Today, actually.

2. Do you prefer to use Christmas lights that are all one color, or do you go for the multicolor effect? Whites. My mom thinks it looks prettier that way, so what she says, goes.

3. Real tree or fake? Real

4. Where do you get your tree? From whatever tree-dealer is open and stocked three days before Christmas.

5. Perfectly shaped tree, or one with character? Perfectly shaped.

6. Where do you put your tree? Living room. Northwest corner. On top of a short table.

7. Tinsel or garland? Tinsel.

8. Blinking lights or solid lights on the tree? Solid. Christmas trees are the only occasion where I don’t like blinking lights.

9. What sits on the very top of your tree? Changes from year to year.

10. Eggnog or hot chocolate? Eggnog for the older folks, hot chocolate for me.

11. What does your family Christmas feast consist of? Traditional. Turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie, mashed potatoes, green beans, chocolate cake, and obscene quantities of gravy.

12. What day do you typically hold your Christmas celebrations? Christmas morning and afternoon.

13. When do you open your presents? Whenever my sister finally wakes up.

14. Do you open them all at once, or one by one? One by one.

15. Favorite Christmas movie? We don’t have a traditional Christmas movie. Dunno.

17. Do you have any family holiday traditions that you partake in each year? Wake up, wake up sister, wake up parents (though those switched places in recent years), parents go downstairs and set up video camera (which never works), parents try to charge up batteries that never work, children complain, parents give up on camera, parents invite daughters downstairs, family opens stockings and a few presents. Later, aunt and uncle (and until recently, grandfather) arrive, and the rest of the presents are opened. Then Christmas lunch is eaten, and everyone spends the rest of the day either moaning in pain from swolen bellies or playing with new toys.

18. For New Year’s Eve, do you go out, or stay in? We have a JETS slumber party.

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Survey time! (of doom)

[spell your name backwards] allicsirp (or “y-o-u-r-n-a-m-e-b-a-c-k-w-a-r-d-s”)

[where do you live?] inside my head

[describe yourself in three words] millenium hand & shrimp

[who is your worst enemy?] The Olsen Twins and Martha Stewart

[if you could have any animal for a pet, what would it be?] a ferret, a phoenix, and a politician

[have you ever used a spork?] certainly.

[do you even know what a spork is?] you insult me.

[what is the latest you’ve ever stayed up?] all night

[ever been to belgium?] yes, but I don’t remember.

[what’s your favourite coin?] Sacagawea dollars and pennies, because they have Lincoln on them.

[wallet] I have two. One is grey and clothlike and nifty with a homemade stick-figure ID card that says “Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful”. The other is made of duct tape, but I don’t use it as much because it doesn’t hold coins well.

[brush] ugly green and large. Works well, though.

[toothbrush] fancy purple one. I also have a Darth Vader toothbrush, but its too nifty to use.

[jewelry worn daily] my watch and (until it broke) my Saggitarius necklace.

[pillow cover] I have a lot of pillows, but my favourite has a pretty blue case.

[blanket] Lots. My favourite has a sheep design in the same pattern as my sheep pajamas.

[coffee cup] Coffee makes you weak. Coffee is for sissies. But I once made my mom a coffee cup that was light blue with white polka dots and an anthromorphic sun that said “Wake up and smell the coffee”. It was awesome.

[sunglasses] stylish blue ones. My mom got them for me; I had no choice.

[underwear] varies. Big, old lady underwear, because wedgies are the bane of my existence.

[shoes] weekdays, my uniform 11 1/2 EE saddle oxfords. When faced with a choice, my purple tennis shoes, my size 42 birkenstocks, or my 20-year-old tennis shoes that my parents have forbidden me from wearing.

[nail polish] Naked, as Renata said. No polish! Fie upon polish.

[handbag] a plastic bag from Borders to hold my knitting.

[favourite top] my “Percy is God and Boba Fett” t-shirt or my JETS shirts that I designed. Occasionally my Cuba t-shirt.

[favourite pants] my nifty jeans.

[cologne] icky.

[cd in stereo right now] At home, CD2 of the White Album in my stereo, with Abbey Road in my alarm clock. Chungy is playing Simon and Garfunkel at the moment, though.

[tattoos] Gods no.

[piercings] I pierced my ears a long time ago, but they have since grown back.

[current music] “The Sound of Silence” by Simon and Garfunkel

[wearing] school uniform of doom.

[hair] long and brown and floofy and gorgeous. Muah!

[makeup] No.

[in my mouth] teeth… tongue… bacteria…

[in my head] fog

[hearing] Marcelina working out her algebra homework out loud. And lots of keys. Chungy has since turned off Simon and Garfunkel because it started skipping.

[wishing] that I had more free time to read Pratchett and knit. And that Mr. Dumaine would stop being fiendish and not assign us to write what is essentially Crucible fanfic. And that winter break would get here, pronto.

[after this] lunch

[talking to] Chungy, who is swooning over Norwegians.