marenzi: (Paris Bike)
the boys i mean are not refined
e.e. cummings

the boys i mean are not refined
they go with girls who buck and bite
they do not give a fuck for luck
they hump them thirteen times a night

one hangs a hat upon her tit
one carves a cross on her behind
they do not give a shit for wit
the boys i mean are not refined

they come with girls who bite and buck
who cannot read and cannot write
who laugh like they would fall apart
and masturbate with dynamite

the boys i mean are not refined
they cannot chat of that and this
they do not give a fart for art
they kill like you would take a piss

they speak whatever's on their mind
they do whatever's in their pants
the boys i mean are not refined
they shake the mountains when they dance

Feb. 11th, 2010 11:09 am
marenzi: (My normal approach is useless here.)
Now that Chrome finally has extensions (FINALLY), I have made the mistake of adding LJ Notifier, which tells me if my flist has a new entry and if so how many. And while this prevents me from just randomly checking all day, it also means that if that little number pops up, I must compulsively go check it! BAD IDEA, SELF.

Um. My life is not especially exciting at the moment, just stressful. Although I did blow everything off Tuesday night for a Firefly marathon with the Speed boys, which we wisely started at 10:00pm. I made it through Bushwhacked (okay, I made it halfway through Bushwhacked) before passing out on their couch. Oops. But we are definitely finishing it sometime soon! Just not at 5:00am two hours before class.

Also, I am apparently doing this after all! Because the last few weeks have been kind of terrible, what with finals & championships coming up and, you know, LIFE. And love is wonderful. ♥
SecretAdmirerAnonymeme!
marenzi: ([RPS] Epic Love Story)
SAY WHAT, WE WON SOMETHING?? YAY SHOW! I can't believe the shows they beat out, too! Just goes to show the importance of crazy obsessive fans. Actually, although I didn't care about the PCA at all (didn't even know they were going on, really) I'm very happy with the results. Glee! Inglourious Basterds! BBT! ALYSON HANNIGAN who I adore like crazy even if I never talk about HIMYM! I'm only surprised that The Hangover didn't win too.

Continuing my complete lack of motivation, last night they sent out an e-mail saying that the ice on the lake & ponds is now 6" thick so we can walk on it AND it showed several inches last night! So many people are skipping classes & work and just playing and it makes me so happy. There's an ice hockey game and people falling off the rope swing and just generally falling on their asses. Can't wait for tomorrow so I can join the fun. :)

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Sep. 18th, 2009 04:27 pm
marenzi: (Default)
day one. a song
day two. a picture
day three. a book/ebook/fanfic
day four. a site
day five. a youtube clip
day six. a quote
day seven. whatever tickles your fancy

as this sunset turns to morning by [livejournal.com profile] _mournthewicked
J2 high school AU featuring proud!GSA!Jared & shy!closeted!Jensen. adult. 86000 words.
SO MUCH LOVE. I really adore everything Carly writes, but this is so perfect. The slow build-up, the sweetness mixed in with the OMGHOT, their utterly undeniable love... her writing just sucks me in like no other. She also wrote one of my favorite fics in this fandom, underneath the weight of it all, which is a DID!Jared AU. This is all REQUIRED READING, guys, because her boys are beautiful and realistic and so in love it hurts.
marenzi: (Live)
day one. a song
day two. a picture
day three. a book/ebook/fanfic
day four. a site
day five. a youtube clip
day six. a quote
day seven. whatever tickles your fancy

marenzi: (Rainbow Sky)
Oh god my life is insane. I'm at the point of okay-I-have-time-for-one-meal-today, which ends up being floor dinner since I have early classes and I work during lunch and I am SO DAMN HUNGRY right now. But I also can't have caffeine today since rifle team tryouts are tonight and the last thing I need is to be jittery.

Rush recruitment officially began last night with the frats going dorm storming. Contrary to MY LIFE, I'm actually going to rush, but we're not talking about that. Instead, I should point out that the frats are recruiting us to come to their parties just as hard as they are the boys, because girls are such a freaking rarity here that any frat who can get girls to show up is OBVIOUSLY cool. (God, this is still so weird.) So we're getting free food every night and a million t-shirts and rush cups and everything. I am totally okay with the insane amount of free stuff they're throwing at us.

Ugh I am still SO BEHIND in fandom. I did a communities cut, so we'll see if this is manageable? But it's all good, though, because I am still riding on the high of SHOW being back with its beautiful boys. And Glee is so freaking amazing it hurts. And I'm finally doing this meme in an attempt to actually post more than once a week.

day one. a song
day two. a picture
day three. a book/ebook/fanfic
day four. a site
day five. a youtube clip
day six. a quote
day seven. whatever tickles your fancy

Joshua Radin - Everything'll Be Alright
Okay, this is such a beautiful slow, winding song. I adore his voice and the way he words his lyrics. This is my last-at-night quiet song.

3OH!3 - Starrstruckk
...and this is because it gets stuck in my head every time we make a 4am food run. And because it's quickly becoming our dorm theme song. Don't judge, it's CATCHY, damn it.
marenzi: ([SPN] Dumb & Crazy)
Eleven-hour shift at the bakery today. They bought us a new freezer because the old one was failing, so as that's being installed outside, they've moved the old one inside. You would be laughing your ass off if you actually understood how insanely excited I am about this! Except I was carrying heavy trays all. day. long. and my shoulders & neck are killing me.

And then I was going to leave around six-ish, but L started working on a five-tiered wedding cake covered in miniature fondant flowers. That distracted us for another three hours. It's nearly three feet high and my little flowers look so pretty, but it's filled with pistachios. I don't even know, okay? Pistachio's all fine and well, but this is a wedding cake. Whatever, people are weird, yo. You would not believe how batshit crazy people go over cakes.

If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist, and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the Internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.
marenzi: ([SPN] Drinking)
The Yes/No/Maybe So (circle one) Meme )

Need to find a formal presentation outfit, a prom dress, and a graduation dress this weekend. In between working at the bakery, creating my final project for Monday, and hosting relatives. All while being ignored by my mother for no reason I understand.

My emo angst of epic proportions, let me show it to you. I am so not looking forward to this week. Not in an oh-high-school's-over-how-sad way. I should be excited for this, right? But I've sort of just stopped caring. :/
marenzi: ([SPN] Brother Love)
I wanted to do the ten-favorite-OTPs thing, except I got kind of stuck:
01. Sam/Dean (SPN)
02. Jared/Jensen (RPS)
03.
...yeah, you can probably spot the trend there.

I adore my G1, but it's driving me crazy that there's no livejournal app. Well, there's ElJay, but it only lets you make the most basic post; I want something for my flist and stuff, like to put everything in light formatting so it loads quickly. Anyone else have G1s? What other apps am I missing?

[livejournal.com profile] spn_fml is made of so much win. This entire show is an FML entry on its own. And I am bouncing in anticipation of @mishacollins' #asylm updates. Yay boys!
marenzi: (Default)
MY LAST DAY OF HIGH SCHOOL IS OFFICIALLY OVER. Unbelievable, and it really hasn't sunk in yet, but - wow. Won our softball game 10-0 mercy rule again, which is always good. Tomorrow's senior day, where the entire class sleeps in, goes out to breakfast, and then there's 'senior speeches' to reminisce. WHATEVER, I AM DONE. Now I just have to get through four AP exams and an internship and then GRADUATION. :D

My internship is at a local high-end bakery - I know I haven't done any food posts in a while, but I love to cook - and I'll be doing a hundred hours in two and a half weeks. Yay? I'm excited. I'm starting early this Saturday because they're catering an event at the National Cathedral and they need an extra pair of hands.

So much congratulations to everyone who managed to finish their Big Bang! I'm still frustrated that my word count fell short, but there has been no time, what with it being the last few weeks of school and all. I'll still write it, it just won't be a part of the official challenge.

Today has been declared lurker amnesty day! Have you read me but never commented? Do you surf by occasionally? Here for the fic? Say hello! You are under no obligation to ever comment or delurk again, but here's a chance to do so in a post just for that.
Ahaha, this meme was made for people like me - I've been trying to comment on everyone's posts, because I know I'm a terrible commenter. Sigh.

And finally, I know April is poetry month - I'm not a fan of most poetry, but the last stanza is my journal title and my favorite ever.
the boys i mean are not refined
e.e. cummings

the boys i mean are not refined
they go with girls who buck and bite
they do not give a fuck for luck
they hump them thirteen times a night

one hangs a hat upon her tit
one carves a cross on her behind
they do not give a shit for wit
the boys i mean are not refined

they come with girls who bite and buck
who cannot read and cannot write
who laugh like they would fall apart
and masturbate with dynamite

the boys i mean are not refined
they cannot chat of that and this
they do not give a fart for art
they kill like you would take a piss

they speak whatever's on their mind
they do whatever's in their pants
the boys i mean are not refined
they shake the mountains when they dance

eta And the fabulous [livejournal.com profile] girlmostlikely has hooked me up with Dreamwidth! I'm marenzi over there as well.

Oh, It's On

Mar. 3rd, 2009 08:36 pm
marenzi: ([SPN] Drinking)

DUDE. THIS IS GONNA BE EPIC. *dorks out*

I hurt my left quad sliding on Friday and then assumed that taking the weekend off from training would let it heal just fine. Obviously not. I almost fell in my second lap and tried to suck it up for the rest of practice, with the result that I'm now alternating icing and heating it on the couch. If I'm actually injured before the season's even started, I will be really pissed.
marenzi: (Default)
...yeah, I don't really have a snarky comeback for that one.

DUDE. MARCH ALREADY. I have eight weeks of high school left. WTF. This is so crazy. Two weeks and then spring break and then less than two months and I'm done. No idea how to label the way I feel about this.

The Doors of Time. [livejournal.com profile] felisblanco. Jesus fuck, it rips your heart out and sews you up just to tear you apart again. It feels like so much more than AU fic, and I can't describe it. This Jensen is so beautiful and breathtaking and real.

And they've already announced a snow day tomorrow - I'm still bemused by the general driving ineptitude of this region, but it's nice to have a random day off unlike the real world.
marenzi: (Default)
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marenzi: ([SPN] So Awesome)
When you see this, post your favorite poem. --[livejournal.com profile] chash

I hate poetry in general - yes, all of it, I have no soul, etc. - but there are just two poems I love. A lot. So much that I have them both memorized. My absolute favorite, which I am not cutting because if you don't know this poem you must read it and if you do then you need to read it again anyway:

the boys i mean are not refined
e.e. cummings

the boys i mean are not refined
they go with girls who buck and bite
they do not give a fuck for luck
they hump them thirteen times a night

one hangs a hat upon her tit
one carves a cross on her behind
they do not give a shit for wit
the boys i mean are not refined

they come with girls who bite and buck
who cannot read and cannot write
who laugh like they would fall apart
and masturbate with dynamite

the boys i mean are not refined
they cannot chat of that and this
they do not give a fart for art
they kill like you would take a piss

they speak whatever's on their mind
they do whatever's in their pants
the boys i mean are not refined
they shake the mountains when they dance

I kind of desperately want to fic this poem somehow. I DON'T EVEN KNOW. But I really really want to. :/

And then here's Casey At The Bat, because I can't resist. I memorized this when I was ten. ALL THIRTEEN STANZAS. And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go - )

/DORK
marenzi: (All I Want For Christmas)
I'm planning to finally head out to Tyson's Corner today. Ugh, wish me luck. I hate shopping, and going to DC's most popular mall right before Christmas? Really not high on my list of funtimes. You'd think that this would finally teach me something about shopping earlier, but... nope. :D On the plus side, [livejournal.com profile] causette, Urban Outfitters is at Tyson's, so I'm going to check if they have your bracelets! And then I get to go Christmas-dinner shopping at Wegmans, which will be much more enjoyable.

Speaking of cooking, I have been eating AWESOME food lately. I had aush and kadu palow at this fantastic Afghan place, Panjshir, on Sunday, and then I made artichokes & lobster last night for Mom's sixtieth birthday. First time I've ever had a chance to try lobster, and all I can say is that I obviously had a deprived childhood.

ETA: the give me anything meme
& I believe homophobia is wrong. )
marenzi: ([SPN] Yeah Whatever)
OH HEY, I HAVE THREE COLLEGE APPLICATIONS DUE TOMORROW. LET ME SPAM YOU.

100 things. Bold those you've done. Italicize the things you want to do. )
marenzi: (Summer)
01. Answer each of the questions below the cut using Flickr.
02. Choose a photo from the first three pages.
03. Copy the URL of your favorite photos here.
04. Then share with the world.

I'm too indecisive - this took FOREVER. )

Also, I love this set ridiculous amounts. I have such a thing for journals!
marenzi: (Whatever Eric Says)
So now that we have to wait 52 MORE DAYS OMG, you need recs!

my love is one made to break every bended knee by [livejournal.com profile] lyra_wing. Dean, R, 2600 words. Coda to 4.10 - SPOILERS. This broke me. It's an abstract account of Dean's time in hell & my new personal canon.

Double-Bluff by [livejournal.com profile] lazy_daze. pre-Jared/Jensen, G, 500 words. Regarding Jared's picture of his three dogs. Adorable, ridiculous schmoop which will make you grin like crazy. ♥

Also, friending memes! Hi to everyone new, and the rest of you should go spread the love if you haven't done so already!
Spoilerphobes Friending Meme
'Nothing Good Happens After 2AM' Friending Meme

And finally, [livejournal.com profile] keepaofthecheez's Six Degrees of Supernatural meme. Because we are all TOTALLY BFFS with the boys, FOR REALS!

SPN Quote

Sep. 16th, 2008 05:21 pm
marenzi: (Dumb & Crazy)
When you see this, post another Supernatural quote in your journal. Let's see how long this can go on for.

"You're my brother. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you."

AHH TWO DAYS OMFG. *flails*

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