WINDOWS

Windows are very useful. They are good for standing in front of when you want to have a serious chat with someone while both parties are wearing very nice business suits.
They are also useful for establishing a connection to the outside world, while in a depressing hospital or when you're stuck inside playing with your thirty cats at the age of 45 because you love/sex life has gone down the tubes.
Today, our windows were replaced by a man named Matthew. He's a nice fellow, and he did his job well. My mom's room's window looks FANTASTIC.
The problem that seems to occur every time people come into our house to fix things is that all of a sudden all the nice things go to them. For example, today I gave Matthew some water and thought he'd be happy, and he was---BUT NOOOOOOO. HE ALSO HAS TO HAVE THE LAST BOTTLE OF SUNNY D, TOO. Even though I was going to be motivated and make myself a popsicle without having to go to the store and buy a slushie! So here I am, being aware of the value of a dollar, here's another guy who we're ALREADY PAYING TO FIX THINGS, meaning that he's TAKING our money, and HE gets the last bottle of Sunny D.

I really should be working on my friend's Arthas Helmet replica, but I'll do it tomorrow. Procrastination is key, my dorky friend who wants the helmet taught me so.

I'm continuing my work on a wooden Nodachi(two-handed field sword) that i'm making out of a broken hockey stick I found. Tres win.

That's about it. See you soon.

Loyally yours til our shadows stretch taller than our souls,
Maddy-san

Mambo #3

Today, I cleaned off the bottom shelf of my room and found things I never wanted to find, things I've lost, and other special items.
Most of said items, however, are now going to the Goodwill store.
Special Item #1: BEYBLADES
Remember these? You'd beg your parents for hours in the department store to buy them because you wanted to be like the fictional characters on the animated TV show.
I even remember some of the characters, like Kai and Ray and...well it gets a little blurry after that. Ah, those were the days---up until about five months later, when Pokemon became the rage at my school. I STILL can't believe I traded a LUGIA that I found IN A NORMAL PACKAGE for a STUPID MEWTWO!
AND NOW I CAN'T EVEN FIND THE DAMN MEWTWO CARD!


Special Item #2: B'Daman
...I'm keeping this, maybe I'll make a stop-motion series out of the tiny little robot-like characters...if I can find the rest of their parts...

Special Item #3: Piranha Panic!
Ok, what happened to board games? You know, the whole "NO YOU CAN'T HANG WITH YOUR FRIENDS TONIGHT IT'S FAMILY GAME NIGHT!" deal? The answer?
DIVORCE BECAME A FREAKING FAD.
I MEAN, COME ON, REALLY?
And since Nintendo(I love you Mario but you ruined the social lives of millions) came out with video games, thousands of only children and even children with brothers and sisters have started to interact with members of their families less! iPods, computers---they're tearing society apart!
PLEASE, FOR GOD'S SAKE, BRING BACK NON-TECHNOLOGICAL FUN!
FRISBEE IS THE BEST GAME EVER AND I PLAYED IT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 3 YEARS ON THE WEEKEND!
THREE FREAKING YEARS!


Special Ite--...ok I cleaned my room out about two hours ago so actually they're getting kinda fuzzy now.
OOOH! I KNOW!
My Harry Potter diary!
...But I can't get it open.

Other escapades of my day include:
-Finding toy handcuffs(stainless steel, very good quality)
-Getting one hand stuck in handcuffs
-Knowing I would never find the keys after looking for them in room TWICE
-Prying handcuffs open with screwdriver, giving said inanimate objects the finger, and throwing them away
-Finding B'Daman
-Realising that I not only had a Cobalt Blade but also a Chrome Zephyr
-Coming to grips with fact that I would never find Zephyr
-Playing with deformed Cobalt Blade(tons of accessories and armor lost forever, including helmet)
-Finding Beyblades
-Reminiscing on good ol' days when I was in Jeanne Sauve Immersion
-Remembering my grudge towards Evan Georgalidas for cheating me out of the rarest Pokemon card I ever had
-Wondered where my Blue Eyes Shining Dragon was after going through entire Yu-Gi-Oh card collection
-Wondered how much I could sell all my amazingly rare cards for
-Went through old Pokemon cards(very few)
-Put half of items found on shelf in a green garbage bag to be taken to Goodwill
-That's about it I think


Yesterday for some reason, I cleaned an old golfing set I found with some
OXY CLEAN!!!!!!!!(lol sorry tribute to the late Oxy Clean Guy)
and then it was all sparkly and clean...except for the bag, it was still gross and dusty. I covered it in leather protector and was done with it.

I'm considering doing fencing. I'm doing so because I thought I was at the top of my swordfighting game...and then a certain person beat me in a duel because he did epee, and I didn't. I'm thinking about saber, because it sounds good to me. I'm not one for poking things quickly and hoping I hit somewhere in the torso area, I prefer slashing. It's more my style, you know? I like the general "hack and slash like a medieval warrior" thing better than "en garde, I'll kill you and do so in French sword-that-looks-like-one-of-those-swords-they-stick-through-pieces-of-fruit-then-put-in-your-drink style! I AM INIGO MONTOYA! YOU KILLED MY FATHER! PREPARE TO DIE!"
...Sorry, I got sidetracked there.

In other me-related news, I recently got the stuff I need to fill out my friend's order for an Arthas helmet.
Papier-mache made, of course.
I also recently downloaded Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, by BEAT CRUSADERS.
I originally heard it as a Bleach opening theme.

Well, that's about it right now. Stay tuned!

Loyally yours til our shadows stretch taller than our souls,
Maddy-chan

Blogging Experience Day 2

Hi again, it's me.
No, I'm really me, I didn't just lie to you.
...No, this is not a fake photo ID.
NO, I didn't just take someone, kill them, rip off their face and ID tag and stick it on my face.
...Ok now you're just being ridiculous.


SO! I went to boating camp today. It was pretty cool, but we didn't do any sailing today and I'm pretty sure if the weather is gonna be bad tomorrow I have to wait till FRIDAY(UUUGGGGGGGH). Well, whatever. I've made some friends there, and met a guy who talks like this psycho kid at my school(really slow and disconnected) but is nothing like him, which is cool. His name is Nash. My friends and I and are pretty random, and I just recently learned that one of them is an Atheist and they all want to write books someday(AWESOME SO DO I). Well, excpt Olivia. She wants to change the world, but in my opinion that's a pretty lofty goal, I don't know about you. Nash fell out of one of the kayaks, and had to take a shower 'cuz our lake water is nasty, I helped some junior campers get their canoe back to the dock, we rammed a different canoe with a bunch of snotfaced brat boys in it(that was fun), and we all played beach volleyball with a beach ball in high winds(it was very one-sided, we won).
On the bus ride home, I sat in the middle of a counsellor, one of my friends, and about three or four seven-or-six-year-olds who wanted to sing camp songs NONSTOP(except for my friend, she's cool).
I guess you could say my day was eventful, but I cannot WAIT until Friday!

Loyally yours til our shadows stretch taller than our souls,
Maddy-san

Good Evening, One and All!

Hi! My name is Madison and if you're reading this, you need to know that this is my first blog ever. You could even call me a "newbie" or a "no0b" or a "bitch"(my mother can be so cruel...). But now, of course, on with the show!


Ok, so today is the day that I have decided that I am officially obsessed with a most wonderful anime called Psalms Of Planets: Eureka seveN. Why? Could it be because it's a sci-fi manga? Is it that the explosions are pink(SO ADORABLE!)? No, it's character development my good internet-browsers, character development. I recommend this to people who wish to fangirl(or just plain fan-person, for all you "feminist" people who I do believe were the ones who somehow managed to kill chivalry or if you're a guy reading this).
On another note, PLEASE DON'T SUE ME FEMINISTS!


Well, that's about all the events that I can recall of my day, and I need to get to bed.
...That means goodbye.
...Come on, buddy, seriously, there's nothing more to see here.
...Ok, just clickety-click the "back" button if you're stuck. Obviously you were looking up something else anyway, like internet porn or Eureka seveN or even just looking for a chatroom and somehow wound up reading my first-ever blog(but I mean how do you f***k that up, looking for a chatroom and clicking a blog site...seriously man).
...You know, you could be outside right now.
But instead you're reading my blog.
Yeah, I bet you can't stop. You know why?
Cuz you wanted to read this next line.
Why?
Because it was there.
And you're still reading.
You're my puppet.
Yes, puppet...now, quickly, before I lose control of you, go kill the guy who wrote the screenplay of Twister for me!
Yes, that's it, grab the gu--
NO! I NEVER SAID "Polish your antique bayonet, and then go kill the guy who wrote Twister!"
GOD! THERE'S NEVER ANY GOOD HELP ANYMORE!


Loyally yours til our shadows are taller than our souls,
Madison
P.S. My obsession could also spring from the fact that PoP:E7 does mechas well, instead of being confusing and utterly pointless(if a dork may state her opinion) like the Gundam series.(I recommend, however, that you skip the soccer episode in E7, that one is pointless and has NOTHING to do with the story.)