I'm listening to "「初音ミク」 livetune feat Hatsune Miku - Last Night, Good Night" on youtube
It's from Vocaloid. Hatsune Miku is the more popular 'voice' of the program.
But anyway, my point is most of my music falls into the electronic(a) genre. Vocaloid renditions of songs are more like that of computer generated "noises" in my favorite songs. Particularly since I listen to a lot of J-Pop and some K-Pop tunes, I don't understand the words and so the vocals become another instrument. Recently, my favorite songs have been Vocaloid tunes, the Japanese versions. I tried to listen to the English songs done in the Miriam & Prima voices offered with Vocaloid 2, can't do it. For although I listen to "noise" (as my brother so eloquently put it, as well as others) I'm apparently very picky about what noise I like and don't.
That's the point is it not? To be able to browse the grand selection of music out there, and pick and choice what warms your heart, sings to your soul, give you inspiration, and makes you dance; and be god damned picky about it.
I've lost the irritation at those who would label my music noise or worthless/not music. It wasn't made for them. I was made for me and others like me.
Music is one of those very personal things, I think. Like that of religion and politics, people can get so heated about what they think is quality and what they think is crap. I've tried to listen to Joe's fav music, my sibs, yet to try punk, I'll try, definitely. I've tried to listen to random genres was browsing iTunes, tried to get into others' shoes, hear what they hear. I can't electronic(a) is my match. Granted I listen to other genres occasionally, some of my favorite songs are country, rock, indie, most everything. Electronic(a) is just mine.
Wednesday, April 29
Friday, April 24
Dreams (4/24/08: AM)
Imma stop identifying my dreams as strange. Apparently there all surreal, or so my older sister tells me. Anyway...
The first POV I experience is some higher consciousness controlling the world's weather patterns and something about trying to keep said control. Whilst the human try to get around it. I don't know if the humans understand that an intelligence is responsible for the occurrences and the damage. But the intelligence(s) are discusses how to continue to foil 'our' plans by means of a grand reset. All the while I'm witnessing the discussion I'm seeing cloud patterns and dust clouds and massive physics at works.
Suddenly, I'm back to 'normal' on the ground. I'm in a park like setting the streets and neighbor around Indian Boundary Park. But no apartment buildings, there beautiful but there gone apparently. Instead I'm in suburbia. But people seem to be rebound for some forceful enough gales to roll their homes outta the ground, intact. The ground is sloped, and the houses roll back in place. Looks hilarious in retrospect, in the dream no one's laughing. I remember climbing a tree in hopes of safely escaping the next gale. I do escape it, until a 'neighbor's' car runs right into its base and the tree and I topple right over. While everyone is reacting and recovering, we see the horizon being blow about with the greatest of ease. There is now a hurricane bearing down on us. It's at such a distance that one should be safe, evacuating would be the best precaution as its on its way. But instead we choose our garage to hunker down and hope for the best. I remember little ones with my dad and myself. People, I'm quite sure now, not related to me or anyone I know. But he & I are grouping them together in the garage. Kissing our asses goodbye. Or rather as were 'getting' comfortable, I insist on a kiss goodbye from everyone. We're huddled there freaking out, when a neighbor appears, the very one that knocked my tree down. He's saying that in the pass he'd leave his horse in his garage and when he came back after the storm, the horse was always safe and sound. Now why his garage would be any better protection than the one we're already in, I have no idea. But we hear this, we leave the garage and go running down the alleyway (in suburbia, what?) to another garage. 'I' run to the first open one I see and promptly get disappointed and freaked out, it's hinge aren't connected. How is that gonna protect better than ours. It's the wrong one of course, I didn't wait for anyone, they've all gotten to the right one.
I'm fuzzy on the next part, I've started to wake by then. But there's something like an indoor hobby sort of aquarium set up complete with sardines and dolphins (WTF?)
Looking back, things were all screwed up, the overall dream made no sense obviously, but our first choice garage was filled with water, at least on the outer rim (?) the inside clear of it. Though the alley was clear, I remember rain. I'd almost forgotten by that point of the dream that the hurricane was a creation of the super powers I saw earlier.
There's more dream, but it's shifted dramatically. I'm fuzzy about most of it. I know it was a "Devil Wears Prada" setup. I was one of the assistants. And I was making decisions, so that was a dream.
The first POV I experience is some higher consciousness controlling the world's weather patterns and something about trying to keep said control. Whilst the human try to get around it. I don't know if the humans understand that an intelligence is responsible for the occurrences and the damage. But the intelligence(s) are discusses how to continue to foil 'our' plans by means of a grand reset. All the while I'm witnessing the discussion I'm seeing cloud patterns and dust clouds and massive physics at works.
Suddenly, I'm back to 'normal' on the ground. I'm in a park like setting the streets and neighbor around Indian Boundary Park. But no apartment buildings, there beautiful but there gone apparently. Instead I'm in suburbia. But people seem to be rebound for some forceful enough gales to roll their homes outta the ground, intact. The ground is sloped, and the houses roll back in place. Looks hilarious in retrospect, in the dream no one's laughing. I remember climbing a tree in hopes of safely escaping the next gale. I do escape it, until a 'neighbor's' car runs right into its base and the tree and I topple right over. While everyone is reacting and recovering, we see the horizon being blow about with the greatest of ease. There is now a hurricane bearing down on us. It's at such a distance that one should be safe, evacuating would be the best precaution as its on its way. But instead we choose our garage to hunker down and hope for the best. I remember little ones with my dad and myself. People, I'm quite sure now, not related to me or anyone I know. But he & I are grouping them together in the garage. Kissing our asses goodbye. Or rather as were 'getting' comfortable, I insist on a kiss goodbye from everyone. We're huddled there freaking out, when a neighbor appears, the very one that knocked my tree down. He's saying that in the pass he'd leave his horse in his garage and when he came back after the storm, the horse was always safe and sound. Now why his garage would be any better protection than the one we're already in, I have no idea. But we hear this, we leave the garage and go running down the alleyway (in suburbia, what?) to another garage. 'I' run to the first open one I see and promptly get disappointed and freaked out, it's hinge aren't connected. How is that gonna protect better than ours. It's the wrong one of course, I didn't wait for anyone, they've all gotten to the right one.
I'm fuzzy on the next part, I've started to wake by then. But there's something like an indoor hobby sort of aquarium set up complete with sardines and dolphins (WTF?)
Looking back, things were all screwed up, the overall dream made no sense obviously, but our first choice garage was filled with water, at least on the outer rim (?) the inside clear of it. Though the alley was clear, I remember rain. I'd almost forgotten by that point of the dream that the hurricane was a creation of the super powers I saw earlier.
There's more dream, but it's shifted dramatically. I'm fuzzy about most of it. I know it was a "Devil Wears Prada" setup. I was one of the assistants. And I was making decisions, so that was a dream.
Tuesday, April 21
Ixnay
Was re-reading some of my post. The marriage one in particular. He and I did get married, informally(?) at a downtown Chicago court house with family and friends. The originally supposed more formal, more inclusive (of the rest of the family and friends) was to be rather soon, later on this month or next. Never mind that, we don't have the funds to do so. On the other hand, my mother suggested we do a party at their new apartment, cook the food ourselves, do our own decorations and so on. I just don't see that in the future. When I'm pregnant, I want a baby shower, complete with games and party. Cause we will need help getting things ready for the new arrival. But, no more formal wedding party. Not really our thing I don't think, I was excited about it, the more traditional aspects of it inspire me. Like my dad giving me away, and friends and family galore, my parents meeting my hubby's mother, my grandparents there and as many close friends as could make it. But the finances do put a bit of a damper on planning. Oh well...c'est la vie.
A-OK
Gotta love North Shore Hosp. They've a network where patients can sign in to make appointments, or change them, ask the staff medical questions, or check on lab results. I just did the last. Got the blood drawn yesterday, and the results today. Everything's in "normal" limits. Just need to get on track with the pre-natal vitamins, let go of the caffeine, and start exercising.
Monday, April 20
Haters need to redirect their energy, seriously.
Looking through pop culture including J&K+8 (one of my favorite shows) and the nit-picking that goes along with it. I understand that if you place yourself in the lime light that ridicule will follow but all the haters out there (and not just of J&K) need to stop for a moment and look inside. Is everything alright in your life: do you conduct yourself the way you wish others to conduct themselves? do you realize that, while they may be hurt themselves and/or their family/friends/associates, you yourself are not being harmed? do you realize you have the ability to turn away and be interested or occupied by something else?
I understand the wish to help those in need, those who struggle. Do you ask yourself are they really the ones that need the help? I for one can think of many things to turn my attention to, to occupy myself with causes and cares that would benefit both parties.
This goes back to one of my other posts, I suppose. The fear of differences. I admit that there are shows & happenings that are distasteful to me. However, should I wish to poke my nose in them, should I try to repair "damage" I may be seeing or think I see, would I really be able to fix anything? And even if I did fix said "damage" would it benefit or increase quality of life or would I just create stress with my point of view? For my POV is just that, mine. I'm sure it's shared by many more people than I can realize. That said, I feel pity for those who critique the people rather than perhaps the show.
Besides we make mistakes, for lack of a better phrase "Shit happens."
I understand the wish to help those in need, those who struggle. Do you ask yourself are they really the ones that need the help? I for one can think of many things to turn my attention to, to occupy myself with causes and cares that would benefit both parties.
This goes back to one of my other posts, I suppose. The fear of differences. I admit that there are shows & happenings that are distasteful to me. However, should I wish to poke my nose in them, should I try to repair "damage" I may be seeing or think I see, would I really be able to fix anything? And even if I did fix said "damage" would it benefit or increase quality of life or would I just create stress with my point of view? For my POV is just that, mine. I'm sure it's shared by many more people than I can realize. That said, I feel pity for those who critique the people rather than perhaps the show.
Besides we make mistakes, for lack of a better phrase "Shit happens."
Randomization (real word?)
I don't blog more regularly because I'm everywhere always. As I type, I'm listening to Lily Allen - The Fear (Stonebridge Explicit Radio Edit) on youtube, looking up chicken quesadilla recipes and rice cooker prices through Google in separate windows, and this blog. I jump around to frequently to stay inspired enough to blog. And the thing is, I used to blog, lots. I'm listening to music on Comcast as well, so I'm finding more stuff to download. Good thing I have an external HD. Oh, want that song to, Robyn - Cobrastyle (The Touch Remix). And if iTunes doesn't have it, well I will get it.
Just got the whole Sailormoon series, a few days ago. I've yet to start watching it. Got lotsa other anime that I haven't gotten around to. Not with online readable (word?) manga, so I don't have to wait for fruits basket to be finished and all of them out, I'm still gonna collect the books, love the series. Me wants a PS3 so's I can play Sonic's Ultimate Genesis Collection, Mirror's Edge, and whenever FF13 and FF13 Versus comes out. I'm listening to The Fear this whole time and the line "I'm a weapon of massive consumption" is totally appropriate as I'm thinking of all the things I want.
Just got a slow cooker/crock pot. Hoping that'll help encourage healthy behaviors and more recipe tinkering. The hubby and I use a McCormick seasoning packet to make chili, we weren't fully prepared, but it came out ok. I'm really liking cooking. I haven't poisoned him yet, lol.
I just need more practice and I'll know what to buy when going on grocery shopping trips, with or without a list.
That's gotta be the best part of my day, too. When Joe comes home from work to find that not only is dinner ready but there's variety. I usually try to get a salad ready with the meal and maybe some biscuits or corn bread, whatever fits. I find that I like to cook and bake. So I enjoy myself in the process and I get to satisfy him simultaneously. Cool Beans.
Ooh, pop ups about schools..."Think you're too busy to go back to school?" Nope, not in the least, I'm too fucking lazy, and I knows it. Those bug me, though I suppose if I just suck it up and go, to a trade school or the like I wouldn't roll my eyes at the ads. Nothing against educated peoples, more power to 'em, just the institutions are annoying in their insistence.
I'm obsessed with Twitter. I'm sure I'm not alone. I've downloaded more than a few of its programs. And I find that I'm less inhibited about post my status about little and ridiculous things, whereas with Facebook I try to do so less frequently, so as not to pollute my friends news feeds. But twitter is just status updates and pics, I think. So update away. The twitterfox is a bit wacked though, my input is displayed to me as an update, wtf for?
Just got the whole Sailormoon series, a few days ago. I've yet to start watching it. Got lotsa other anime that I haven't gotten around to. Not with online readable (word?) manga, so I don't have to wait for fruits basket to be finished and all of them out, I'm still gonna collect the books, love the series. Me wants a PS3 so's I can play Sonic's Ultimate Genesis Collection, Mirror's Edge, and whenever FF13 and FF13 Versus comes out. I'm listening to The Fear this whole time and the line "I'm a weapon of massive consumption" is totally appropriate as I'm thinking of all the things I want.
Just got a slow cooker/crock pot. Hoping that'll help encourage healthy behaviors and more recipe tinkering. The hubby and I use a McCormick seasoning packet to make chili, we weren't fully prepared, but it came out ok. I'm really liking cooking. I haven't poisoned him yet, lol.
I just need more practice and I'll know what to buy when going on grocery shopping trips, with or without a list.
That's gotta be the best part of my day, too. When Joe comes home from work to find that not only is dinner ready but there's variety. I usually try to get a salad ready with the meal and maybe some biscuits or corn bread, whatever fits. I find that I like to cook and bake. So I enjoy myself in the process and I get to satisfy him simultaneously. Cool Beans.
Ooh, pop ups about schools..."Think you're too busy to go back to school?" Nope, not in the least, I'm too fucking lazy, and I knows it. Those bug me, though I suppose if I just suck it up and go, to a trade school or the like I wouldn't roll my eyes at the ads. Nothing against educated peoples, more power to 'em, just the institutions are annoying in their insistence.
I'm obsessed with Twitter. I'm sure I'm not alone. I've downloaded more than a few of its programs. And I find that I'm less inhibited about post my status about little and ridiculous things, whereas with Facebook I try to do so less frequently, so as not to pollute my friends news feeds. But twitter is just status updates and pics, I think. So update away. The twitterfox is a bit wacked though, my input is displayed to me as an update, wtf for?
Obsession: The Sims
I've been obsessed with The Sims 2 set. I've been playing almost none stop for several days. I'll play well into the night.
I love the toddler stage most. They've toys to build their skills up (logic, mechanical, charisma, & creativity). The toy with different shape cutouts and corresponding block to push through is prolly my favorite activity to watch them try, for when their frustrated they make the cutest whining noises. But they're cute in everything the do. Diaper changes involved objections to such treatment. They'll play in the toilet if no toys are present. They walk cute. And while the adults can snuggle them, they huggle each other and whatever big dogs your Sim family has. It confused me that though they can learn to walk the stairs remain an obstacle that can overcome, now I wouldn't want my flesh and blood toddler to attempt stairs unwatched, but I still let them try with me right behind/in front of them. Oh well, perhaps they'll be able in The Sims 3 (out this June; I'm so excited)
I love the toddler stage most. They've toys to build their skills up (logic, mechanical, charisma, & creativity). The toy with different shape cutouts and corresponding block to push through is prolly my favorite activity to watch them try, for when their frustrated they make the cutest whining noises. But they're cute in everything the do. Diaper changes involved objections to such treatment. They'll play in the toilet if no toys are present. They walk cute. And while the adults can snuggle them, they huggle each other and whatever big dogs your Sim family has. It confused me that though they can learn to walk the stairs remain an obstacle that can overcome, now I wouldn't want my flesh and blood toddler to attempt stairs unwatched, but I still let them try with me right behind/in front of them. Oh well, perhaps they'll be able in The Sims 3 (out this June; I'm so excited)
Non-Anon & Heath
So I guess this blog has lost some (Ha! more like ALL) of it's direction. I had thought to make it a collection of thoughts, feelings, anxieties, etc regarding my wish to get healthy enough for baby making. I had also thought to make this blog somewhat anonymous, I think two people know of the blog through my direction, using him or mine rather than naming and other such runarounds. Well I think I'm finished with the anon aspect. When I want to it again I'll go "lurk moar" on the *chans. I'll not start using people's name with abandon for fear of consequences from or towards them. But my husband deserves to be identified as such when I'm talking about him.
And as to the healthy enough to have children I'm getting there. Just had a doctor's appointment, a few day's ago. Just got my blood tests an hour ago (about 10:30A) at an outpatient center my mom recommended for just that purpose. So far so go. Now the hard part, a good diet. I'm a sugar and caffeine fiend. I understand that balance and exercise are important. But theory is one thing, practice quite another. As I type, I have a Mountain Dew Voltage to my left.
I understand I need to get healthy. I need to swim (my favored choice of exercise), I need to eat right, I need to stop bingeing on sleep.
So anyway, this blog will likely become a random catch all. Whenever I feel inspired to blog, it will go here. Something catches my attention or obsessions will go here.
Nice and random, like some of my favorite shows.
And as to the healthy enough to have children I'm getting there. Just had a doctor's appointment, a few day's ago. Just got my blood tests an hour ago (about 10:30A) at an outpatient center my mom recommended for just that purpose. So far so go. Now the hard part, a good diet. I'm a sugar and caffeine fiend. I understand that balance and exercise are important. But theory is one thing, practice quite another. As I type, I have a Mountain Dew Voltage to my left.
I understand I need to get healthy. I need to swim (my favored choice of exercise), I need to eat right, I need to stop bingeing on sleep.
So anyway, this blog will likely become a random catch all. Whenever I feel inspired to blog, it will go here. Something catches my attention or obsessions will go here.
Nice and random, like some of my favorite shows.
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