My Name Is Shane

Love is not a victory march, it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah...

Pay attention! I've decided to keep this blog the way it is. Continuity++ and whatnot. HOWEVER! I am starting a new blog, exclusively for my poetry and prose, which I won't be posting here any more. It's called Pieta, and it's at http://pieta.blogdrive.com.








Sunday, September 25, 2005
Anti-Bush March

The whole world isn't crazy.

There were snipers on the roof of the White House.

I like Thievery Coporation.

The Washington Monument is fucking cool.

Ruse hit me with a cardboard pole.

PVC piping is my friend.

I have an idea for my fiction story that's due in like five days.

Also I remembered something that I can't say here.

I don't understand women.

I'm lonely.

Posted at 12:25 pm by ShaneM
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Tuesday, September 20, 2005
HRT

Okay, so I was going to go back to the Barque tonight. I got my free student bus pass (cool shit) and worked out a bus schedule and everything, so I knew when I would get where and what bus I needed to take. Then I sat down to translate this song.

I missed my bus. I was so caught up in translating, that I realized I needed to be leaving and I had -one line left-. So I was all...'It's cool. I'll translate this last line and go.'

BAD IDEA.

So I hurry up and get changed into non-sweaty, non-smelly clothes, and head out to the bus stop. Missed the bus. So I waited for a while for it to come back around, since the schedule said it took about fourty-five minutes. Well, after a while I got tired of waiting. Then it started raining and thundering.

Then I hopped the shuttle and came home. We're going to call this "Shane's Failed Adventure in Public Transit" and I'll try again next week.

Savvy?

Posted at 08:47 pm by ShaneM
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Saturday, September 17, 2005
Rocky Horror

Okay. For the first time in my life (that I remember) I went and saw the Rocky Horror Picture Show. I didn't actually hear or understand a lot of it, since people kept shouting and stuff, but that's not important. I got the gist of it.

Now, you're not going to believe this. I don't fucking believe this, and I fucking did it. I ran around the fucking Nero, twice, in my boxers and bra. Just my boxers and bra. I wanted to wear my undershirt too, but Faith told me that was cheating and got mad. She was the one who sent me up to get hit on the ass with a paddle, too. Told the guy coming around that I was a 'virgin', so I ended up in this long line of people who all went up on stage, bent over, and got hit on the ass with a wooden paddle. Fucking hard, too.

Okay, so it wasn't all bad. There was this one chick, in a really short pink skirt, who bent over to get paddled, and the guy doing it stopped and turned her around so her ass was towards the audience. She wasn't wearing any panties, man. She bent over and bam, cooter. Shaved cooter. I was like 'whoa, man, what the fuck?'

Anyway. I've been told that the pictures will be online. If I hear of anyone spreading this around, I will kill you.

...my ass still hurts.

Posted at 02:06 am by ShaneM
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Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Line Dancing

Okay, so I totally went line dancing tonight. Well, yesterday night. Whatever. It's like one o'clock in the morning, leave me alone. Anyway, it was like this.

While the Japanese exchange students are here, their staff people want to get them out to do as many 'neat American things' as possible, meanwhile having fun and working on their English. So, this week's event was, you guessed it, line dancing lessons. Of a sort. There were like twenty Japanese kids and handful of us gaijin, trying to learn to line dance in a country western club. It was hella fun, and I'm totally going back next Tuesday. Hopefully, since there won't be twenty giggling Japanese kids, I'll be able to pay attention and learn.

The bus runs there, so I can even get there all on my own. And there are lesbians there. I think. Actually I think they're bisexual. Whatever. Family. So fucking awesome, seriously. Like, some girl came up and informed me that my belt was cool and that was basically awesome.

Did I tell you about my belt? I got a rainbow belt and it is fucking cool. Bitches.

I think it'll be a good way to unwind and relax a little after my hectic Tuesdays. Now, if you'll excuse me, the smoke smell on my clothes is making me crazy. I'm going to go change.

Posted at 01:11 am by ShaneM
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Sunday, September 11, 2005
Crochet

You know, I keep meaning to post, and I keep getting side tracked. But hopefully, since that ten page story is turned in now, I'll be a little less frantic about stuff. As it is, I still have a lot of club work to do. Did I tell you I'm the secretary now? It means I get to go to the Out Conference at the end of October for free. It's the last weekend in October, at William & Mary, and it should be lots of fun, especially right at the end of our busiest month. October is GLBT cultural month, did you know that? We have a lot of events planned at my school, and I'm in charge of things like making fliers, arranging for space for events, and marketing and stuff like that. I also maintain the member database and those kinds of secretarial things.

There's a bunch of stuff going on right now, but hopefully things will calm down and get a little more orderly now.

My roommate didn't know I could crochet, so she was kind of surprised when I whipped out some yarn and a hook and started working...Mom's friend and his wife are having a baby, which in this case is a really big deal, cause she's been pregnant a couple of times, but she's lost the two babies before. This time, there's a good chance that everything will go fine, so I'm crocheting a receiving blanket for the baby. For the benefit of any laymen here tonight, a receiving blanket is the one you bring the baby home in. Mom's working on a big blanket in the same colours, big enough for Gabrielle (that's going to be the baby's name) to sleep with until she's grown, probably.

Oh, and I got a new poster. It's totally hot.

Posted at 01:01 am by ShaneM
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Monday, September 05, 2005
Our Fault

I got an email from Miki this morning. You have no idea how angry I am right now. I half-want to sit down in the corner and bawl my eyes out, and I half-want to beat somebody until they can't stand up. I want to scream and rail and throw shit but it won't do any good. I can't explain it to you, you just have to read the email, and even then only family will really understand why I'm so mad. Here.

Born Again Christians Blame Hurricane Katrina On Gays

Fundamentalist Christian organisation Repent America has linked the
destruction of New Orleans to the city's annual gay Festival Southern
Decadence, suggesting God caused the flood to stop the festival happening.

"Although the loss of lives is deeply saddening, this act of God
destroyed a wicked city," Repent America director Michael Marcavage explained
in a press release issued this week.

"We must help and pray for those ravaged by this disaster, but let us
not forget that the citizens of New Orleans tolerated and welcomed the
wickedness in their city for so long.

May this act of God cause us all to think about what we tolerate in our
city limits, and bring us trembling before the throne of Almighty God,"
he urged.

Mr Marcavage's brutal assessment echoed comments made by a number of
Islamic fundamentalists following the Boxing Day tsunami, who also blamed
hedonists for incurring divine retribution.

"We know that at these resorts, which unfortunately exist in Islamic
and other countries in South Asia, and especially at Christmas,
fornication and sexual perversion of all kinds are rampant," Saudi Professor
Sheik Fawzan Fawzan said on Saudi TV, days after the event.

"I say this (the tsunami) is a great sign and punishment on which
Muslims should reflect. We must fight fornication (and) homosexuality," he
declared.

Ironically, one of the few Indian Ocean coastal areas to miraculously
escape the effects of the tsunami was the gay resort of Paradise Complex
on Patong Beach where just two businesses were damaged by the wave.
Furthermore, virtually all the workers and tourists at the resort also
survived, by virtue of sleeping late after partying so hard the night
before, the Metro newspaper reported.

***** ***** *****

Basically, they're blaming us for thousands of people dead, more people homeless or without food and water and shelter, for all of these orphans and dead children. I still can't decide whether to laugh or scream and throw my computer at the wall. They hate us, so, so much. So much that they believe this tripe. How's that for a kick in the balls?

Posted at 07:20 am by ShaneM
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Friday, September 02, 2005
Japanese

Okay, so it comes to my attention that I might have upset a few people with my last post, and I want to apologize. It's not your fault that I was in a really shitty mood. It was just the combined pressure of starting eighteen credit hour weeks, plus a lack of sleep, frustration, and some other things that nobody wants to hear about. I didn't mean to be an ass about it. Forgive me?

***** ***** *****

In other news, 日本語でタイプしますよ!嬉しいよね!Okay, enough of that. For those of you who only see boxes there, shame on you. That means that you don't have Japanese encoding enabled. For those of you who could see it, I like you. Those of you who can read it, 結婚して、下さい。

Posted at 03:11 pm by ShaneM
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Wednesday, August 31, 2005
The Longest Week

You know, I had a really fucking long blog entry in here. It had complaints, updates, Japanese, and everything.

My stupid fucking University-supplied internet went down just as I hit publish. So what did I get? Fucking nothing. I am so fucking pissed right now, you can't even imagine.

This has already been the longest fucking week of my life, and it's still got two more fucking pain-filled days to go. My roommate stares at me all the time, my classes are driving me nuts, and Whitney isn't coming to hang out with me tomorrow. I'm not in a good fucking mood. I want to fucking sleep, but it's too damn hot and for some reason the light gets left on all fucking night long. I'm fucking exhausted to the fucking breaking point and I want to fucking kill somebody. God, how I want to fucking kill somebody right now. I worked out my name in kanji, but then Faith just thought it was dumb because it takes six kanji to write my name, instead of four like is normal. I'm sorry I'm not fucking normal enough for you.

FUCKFUCKITYFUCKFUCKFUCK this really isn't helping, I don't feel any better. I need to enact violence upon somebody. One of you fuckers needs to volunteer, dammit.

Posted at 10:16 pm by ShaneM
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Monday, August 29, 2005
Cheap paper towels

Okay. So getting up for my eleven o'clock class isn't so hard. In fact, I'm sitting five minutes walk (I'm giving myself extra time here) from class, and I have an hour and a half to wait for that class to start.

On another note, I made muffins for breakfast this morning. They were chocolate chip, and they were yummy. XD. I let my roommate have some, cause I could only eat two before I was full.

I had coffee too, and it was yummy. Even though I used a piece of paper towel as a filter, since I don't have any. I -knew- we forgot something. But it worked just fine, surprisingly enough. No grounds got through, and the filter chamber didn't overflow. So those paper towels actually make good coffee filters. Huzzah for cheap paper towels.

Posted at 09:43 am by ShaneM
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Sunday, August 28, 2005
Roaches

Well, the stuck up roommate turns out to be a pretty decent person, and my dorm has German roaches. For those laymen who might have wandered in, German roaches are the little bitty (between 1/8 and 5/8 of an inch long) light brown roaches that infest houses. They're awful things, and they infest -everything-, up to and including clocks, computers, clothes...everything. I've only seen one, and my roommate saw one, and we both killed them, but with German roaches, that's like one or two drops of rain. There's always more. So mom's coming up right this minute to bring me poison, baits, and instructions on how to keep the roaches out of my apartment, at the least. And since Dodson is the company that services ODU, she should be able to wangle a shift working with whoever does this place, since chances are that she's a better tech than whoever it is, since these dorms have had roaches for forever.

The problem isn't with the school, though. It's the students. Some of them bring roaches from home, and some of them feed and harbor them by leaving food and junk all over the place. So, mom is going to see what she can do to get rid of them.

In other news, I like donuts.

Oh, and I redid my NaNo blog for this November. It's prettiful and has a picture of the silver ceramic unicorn that I painted. I fuzzed the edges between colours just a teensy bit to hide any less-than-perfect lines I might have made.

Posted at 12:34 pm by ShaneM
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Shizuru and Natsuki

Umi wo wataru kaze ga odayaka na yoru
Nemurezu ni madobe de gurasu katamuketa
Sukoshizureta moufu wo kizukarenu you ni
kakenaosu nukumori tama ni wa kaeshitai

Futo fureta yubi ga yasashisa ni tsutsumarete
Furueru kokoro ga tomaranai kara
"Aishiteru" nante terete ienai keredo
Omoi wo tsutaetai
Ima for you yume no naka

Ikutsumo no kodoku to ikutsumo no yami
Nemurezu ni sugoshita yoru wa mou akeru sa

Koori no yaiba ni donna ni kizutsuite mo
Dakishimetsuzukete kureta tsuyosa ni
Shibireru kurai ni karameta yubisaki kara
Omoi wo tsutaetai
Futari de ikiteikou

Kono hiroi chikyuu under hoshi de
Kimi to aeta kiseki wo sekaijuu ni tsutaetai

Futari de ikiteikou

Utena and Anshii

On a quiet sleepless night
The wind that crossed the ocean
Tilted the glass of the window
Sometimes I want to return
That escaping warmth to you
Like a blanket that slipped a little
Without being noticed

Suddenly, the finger that touched
Is enfolded by gentleness
Because I can't stop
The shivering of my heart,
I feel too shy to say something
Like "I love you" but
I want to convey that feeling
Right now, for you, within a dream

A sleepless night that
Passed with much loneliness
And much sadness has
Turned to dawn already

Despite whatever wounds I
Recieved from a blade of ice
I kept on holding you strongly
My fingertips entangled
By numbing darkness
I want to convey this feeling to you
Together, let's keep on living

I want to tell the whole world
Of the miracle
That you and I met
In this vast planet under stars

Together, let's keep on living

Chikane and Himeko

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