seeking it... seeking it, all his thought is bent on it.

How sad am I?

I'm watching Lord of the Rings.  AGAIN.  It's to celebrate being free to start Ilium again (and being off-work today).  I should have time to get through all three before my mother gets home.  We started a subscription to Netflix (well, I started a subscription to Netflix) and now we have Naqoyqatsi, which is very exciting.  The only problem is it's the third movie, not the second one.  I'm not sure how I managed to screw that up, but there you have it... Life as War.  That to me is more exciting than Powaqqatsi's premise, so maybe this is a blessing in disguise. 

My grades come out tomorrow.  This is cause for great fear and nerves. 

I must figure out how to write despite disappointment, despite negative reinforcement.

edit: holy crap, my DVD isn't skipping!  I can actually watch my favorite segment: the Mines of Moria!  (there are fouler things than orcs in the deep places of the world.)

bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the wardrums

The other night I tried to explain my love for "screaming girls" in music to my mother.  I concluded it was something about valkyries and battle cries - how my favorite mood is "battle-mode", heavy adrenaline and blood rush.  She said, "But you don't actually want war, right?"  And I said, "No, no, I'm belligerent about peace.  Love and peace or else."  And then I realize that I like my username after all. 

oh, I'm a good person, don't wanna fight with no one
but you piss me off.

I really like Bleed Like Me.