Yup...a week from today will be my last day of summer holidays. I'm kind of clinging to these last days of doing nothing. I'm very good at doing nothing, really, I don't get bored at all. Not to mention the fact that I chewed through eleven Wheel of Time books this summer, all of which are about 800 pages. A lot of doing nothing was spent reading WoT.
And then there was Costa Rica, which was absolutely huge. It was a really incredible experience, and I think I'll remember it as the highlight of this summer for a long time. It was really neat to get to know people I hadn't before, and experience so much I'd never seen - and cool to see how it really is the same everywhere you go. I'm convinced that you could drop me into any church anywhere and I'd know instantly what it was. God loves you the same no matter where you live or what language you speak or how much money you make, and it really showed.
Not that sixteen really feels any different from fifteen, but I had a birthday this summer too. Sixteen would technically mean I can drive, except for the fact that I'm, er, not. Heh. So I think it was, by and large, a successful summer.
BTW, loving the comments, guys, and keep them coming (you set a record with that last post for most comments I've ever had)- but I'm firmly convinced that Drow pwn. That's just the way it is. Ha.
(EDIT: I updated my links. I now have Moose Boy's Blog and the Abyssal Void. But I won't keep the latter unless you're nice to me, Reindeer. I.e., unless you decide to stop correcting my typos. Ha.)
~Sil
"If tomorrow you see tennis balls falling out of the sky, yeah - that's me. Sorry."
27 August 2007
19 August 2007
A detailed treatise on Drow and Aiel
Disclaimer: If you haven't read the Wheel of Time series by Robert Jordan or Forgotten Realms by R.A. Salvatore (well, I'm told he wrote the best ones) you won't understand a word of this.
If, however, you are a certain personage who goes by the moniker 'A Reindeer' or 'Elegost Eruaphadion', pay attention. You are about to be pwned.
The whole reason for this blog post, you see, is that there's a bit of a war being waged between the four of us - me and the Violent One (aka Samantha, aka Lady Dark Moon, aka LDM, aka Lady Fudge Moon) against the Reindeer (aka Stephen) and Ellie (aka Chris). Ellie and Reindeer, you see, are sadly misled and think that Aiel are better than Drow. LDM and I do try to correct them, but they're somewhat resistant. Like black-veiled Aiel (ha)(see below).
I'll take pity on those not acquainted with fantasy, I guess. For a little bit. Somewhat. So, Drow are dark elves. You know, an elf like Orlando Bloom plays. Elf. Legolas. Remember that term and name. Now imagine Legolas with dark skin and white hair, and glowy red eyes (or lavender if you're imagining him as Drizzt, but we'll get to that) and you have a Drow. Also, reverse all Legolas's moral inclinations (again, unless you're Drizzt). So we now have a white-haired, dark-skinned elf with no moral standards whatsoever, but still pretty darn cool and capable of pretty much pwning any existing opponent, because dark elves are basically the best weapon-users you can think of. Plus, they're not human, and therefore have better reflexes/skills/all-round superiority. For more info on Drow, go here.
(Still taking pity. Don't you love me?) Now, Aiel, on the other hand, are human. You all know what humans are, I hope. If not...well, we won't get into that. But if you're not human, could you get in touch with me? I'd be curious to discover what you are. Anyway, Aiel are a desert-dwelling, nomadic sort of people, who are somewhat legendary and famed for their skill with weapons. They can be identified by their taller-than-average height, blond or red hair, and pale-colored eyes. When preparing to kill, they wear veils, and the phrase 'like a black-veiled Aiel' is a comparison used in the rest of the world to mean someone stubborn or belligerent. For more info on Aiel, click here.
First, let us examine who would win in a fair fight - an Aiel or a Drow. A Drow's preferred weapon will vary, but it's almost always enchanted somehow, and an Aiel will use short spears with sword-like blades. Aiel have fast reflexes. Drow are elven and therefore have SUPER-fast reflexes, not to mention a cloak that can make them invisible and magical abilities. Some Aiel do have magical abilities, but not the ones that fight. Drow are nocturnal, and therefore would be at a disadvantage in fighting during the day, but Aiel are not nocturnal and therefore would be equally disadvantaged at night. Drow, however, don't need their eyes to fight. Along with super-fast reflexes, they have killer instincts. It's impossible to sneak up on a Drow, so don't try. The main character in the Dark Elf Trilogy, Drizzt Do'Urden, kills a basilisk at one point without using his eyes. He has the help of his panther Guenhwyvar, granted, but he does fight without looking. I think it can be safely concluded that a Drow would win against an Aiel.
There's also the element of sheer coolness. Aiel look like this. Drow look like this.
...need I say more? Drow are pretty much the epitome of sheer coolness. They have magic and enchanted weapons and cool-colored eyes and black and purple armor and, despite being somewhat backstabbing, are elven and therefore as attractive as any elf you care to name. I won't, as I think the obvious comparison is...obvious. Aiel have spears and veils. Whoop-de-doo.
Ahem. So. After that bout of utter pwnage, in other news...Sarah got me a birthday present! It's the greatest little card with a parrot going "Ahh! Walk the plank!" and then inside, "Best as we can tell, that means Happy 16th Birthday!" and lip chap and a lavender-scented candle. I left the lid of the candle off last night, and woke up and smelled lavender. I liked it.
Oh, and just as a general invitation to anyone reading, I really wanna go see Stardust. So if you want to go see Stardust with me, then please say so, because I don't want to go by myself.
~Sil
"I hope you get your birthday present tomorrow. Suspense is killing ME, and I know what it is!"
If, however, you are a certain personage who goes by the moniker 'A Reindeer' or 'Elegost Eruaphadion', pay attention. You are about to be pwned.
The whole reason for this blog post, you see, is that there's a bit of a war being waged between the four of us - me and the Violent One (aka Samantha, aka Lady Dark Moon, aka LDM, aka Lady Fudge Moon) against the Reindeer (aka Stephen) and Ellie (aka Chris). Ellie and Reindeer, you see, are sadly misled and think that Aiel are better than Drow. LDM and I do try to correct them, but they're somewhat resistant. Like black-veiled Aiel (ha)(see below).
I'll take pity on those not acquainted with fantasy, I guess. For a little bit. Somewhat. So, Drow are dark elves. You know, an elf like Orlando Bloom plays. Elf. Legolas. Remember that term and name. Now imagine Legolas with dark skin and white hair, and glowy red eyes (or lavender if you're imagining him as Drizzt, but we'll get to that) and you have a Drow. Also, reverse all Legolas's moral inclinations (again, unless you're Drizzt). So we now have a white-haired, dark-skinned elf with no moral standards whatsoever, but still pretty darn cool and capable of pretty much pwning any existing opponent, because dark elves are basically the best weapon-users you can think of. Plus, they're not human, and therefore have better reflexes/skills/all-round superiority. For more info on Drow, go here.
(Still taking pity. Don't you love me?) Now, Aiel, on the other hand, are human. You all know what humans are, I hope. If not...well, we won't get into that. But if you're not human, could you get in touch with me? I'd be curious to discover what you are. Anyway, Aiel are a desert-dwelling, nomadic sort of people, who are somewhat legendary and famed for their skill with weapons. They can be identified by their taller-than-average height, blond or red hair, and pale-colored eyes. When preparing to kill, they wear veils, and the phrase 'like a black-veiled Aiel' is a comparison used in the rest of the world to mean someone stubborn or belligerent. For more info on Aiel, click here.
First, let us examine who would win in a fair fight - an Aiel or a Drow. A Drow's preferred weapon will vary, but it's almost always enchanted somehow, and an Aiel will use short spears with sword-like blades. Aiel have fast reflexes. Drow are elven and therefore have SUPER-fast reflexes, not to mention a cloak that can make them invisible and magical abilities. Some Aiel do have magical abilities, but not the ones that fight. Drow are nocturnal, and therefore would be at a disadvantage in fighting during the day, but Aiel are not nocturnal and therefore would be equally disadvantaged at night. Drow, however, don't need their eyes to fight. Along with super-fast reflexes, they have killer instincts. It's impossible to sneak up on a Drow, so don't try. The main character in the Dark Elf Trilogy, Drizzt Do'Urden, kills a basilisk at one point without using his eyes. He has the help of his panther Guenhwyvar, granted, but he does fight without looking. I think it can be safely concluded that a Drow would win against an Aiel.
There's also the element of sheer coolness. Aiel look like this. Drow look like this.
...need I say more? Drow are pretty much the epitome of sheer coolness. They have magic and enchanted weapons and cool-colored eyes and black and purple armor and, despite being somewhat backstabbing, are elven and therefore as attractive as any elf you care to name. I won't, as I think the obvious comparison is...obvious. Aiel have spears and veils. Whoop-de-doo.
Ahem. So. After that bout of utter pwnage, in other news...Sarah got me a birthday present! It's the greatest little card with a parrot going "Ahh! Walk the plank!" and then inside, "Best as we can tell, that means Happy 16th Birthday!" and lip chap and a lavender-scented candle. I left the lid of the candle off last night, and woke up and smelled lavender. I liked it.
Oh, and just as a general invitation to anyone reading, I really wanna go see Stardust. So if you want to go see Stardust with me, then please say so, because I don't want to go by myself.
~Sil
"I hope you get your birthday present tomorrow. Suspense is killing ME, and I know what it is!"
12 August 2007
Old habits die hard
Except this isn't an old habit, and it has therefore died. Yeah, I'm trying to get back into blogging. Not sure how well it's working so far, but I guess we'll see.
SO. Last weekend was my birthday (well, my actual birthday is Monday the 13th, but the festivities were last weekend.) We went to the Calgary Zoo, which was fun, and met a black bear who we dubbed Winnie-the-Poof. And stayed at a hotel and a bunch of fun stuff. I wanted to bring a hotel bed home with me, they were SO COMFORTABLE. Oh, and we went to Boston Pizza for supper (after hunting around northeast Calgary for half an hour trying to find a Red Robin) and they gave me free dessert because it was my birthday. I liked it.
So yeah, now I'm sixteen. My parents got me a cool expensive-looking watch, which I like a lot better than other watches I've had. It's an achievement, because I'm unbelievably finicky about my watches. Gramma and Grampa got me $100, which I will likely use to buy the At World's End piano book, and save the rest for a computer. Jamie snail-mailed me a present from Texas (I love you, Jamie!) but it's not here yet. Samantha made me an amazing really pretty blend with I think Photoshop, and Chris RECORDED HIMSELF SINGING ON HIS GUITAR! I was so hyped after he sent me that. He has the most awesome accent EVER.
This last week has been pretty uneventful. I'm looking forward to being at church on Sunday, it seems like I haven't been in AGES.
Oh, but we're watching all three LotR (extended, of course) again, and now Will gets to watch. I'm really impressed with how much he understands of it. So that's cool, especially since those movies are pretty much the best ones ever made. I also got the four Forgotten Realms books I bought off Amazon, and am learning all about Drow (dark elves) and Drizzt Do'Urden and the Underdark and cool stuff.
But I'm dying in Third Age. It's driving me crazy. I canNOT get past the stupid Oliphaunts on Pelennor Fields! They keep killing me no matter what I do! I need to look up a walkthrough or something because nothing I try is working. It's so annoying.
Generally happy over here, though.
~Sil
Me: *wails*
Stephen: Aiel wouldn't wail
Chris: She's a Drow. Drow wail.
Me: You guys are mean
Chris: Careful, you might drow-n in your own tears
Stephen: Oh my goldfish...that was sooooo lame...
SO. Last weekend was my birthday (well, my actual birthday is Monday the 13th, but the festivities were last weekend.) We went to the Calgary Zoo, which was fun, and met a black bear who we dubbed Winnie-the-Poof. And stayed at a hotel and a bunch of fun stuff. I wanted to bring a hotel bed home with me, they were SO COMFORTABLE. Oh, and we went to Boston Pizza for supper (after hunting around northeast Calgary for half an hour trying to find a Red Robin) and they gave me free dessert because it was my birthday. I liked it.
So yeah, now I'm sixteen. My parents got me a cool expensive-looking watch, which I like a lot better than other watches I've had. It's an achievement, because I'm unbelievably finicky about my watches. Gramma and Grampa got me $100, which I will likely use to buy the At World's End piano book, and save the rest for a computer. Jamie snail-mailed me a present from Texas (I love you, Jamie!) but it's not here yet. Samantha made me an amazing really pretty blend with I think Photoshop, and Chris RECORDED HIMSELF SINGING ON HIS GUITAR! I was so hyped after he sent me that. He has the most awesome accent EVER.
This last week has been pretty uneventful. I'm looking forward to being at church on Sunday, it seems like I haven't been in AGES.
Oh, but we're watching all three LotR (extended, of course) again, and now Will gets to watch. I'm really impressed with how much he understands of it. So that's cool, especially since those movies are pretty much the best ones ever made. I also got the four Forgotten Realms books I bought off Amazon, and am learning all about Drow (dark elves) and Drizzt Do'Urden and the Underdark and cool stuff.
But I'm dying in Third Age. It's driving me crazy. I canNOT get past the stupid Oliphaunts on Pelennor Fields! They keep killing me no matter what I do! I need to look up a walkthrough or something because nothing I try is working. It's so annoying.
Generally happy over here, though.
~Sil
Me: *wails*
Stephen: Aiel wouldn't wail
Chris: She's a Drow. Drow wail.
Me: You guys are mean
Chris: Careful, you might drow-n in your own tears
Stephen: Oh my goldfish...that was sooooo lame...
08 August 2007
Quotes!
Well, I've been feeling a little overwhelmed lately, what with trying to sum up in a blog post how Costa Rica went and how my summer's been and what's happening with my birthday coming up, and so on and so forth. So, knowing that I'm keeping all of you waiting, I decided to do a blog post full of quotes. Because I have a TON of them. And of course, I shall highlight recent events ans stuff.
Let the quotes begin!
--->Cyber-Quotes
[Me]"So I'm a bigger ickle WoT paradox kitty who got sold on eBay?"
[Me]"Coffee makes my nose feel funny."
[Chris, aka Elegost Eruaphadion, my cyber-friend in the UK]"You know, when you drink it, you're only supposed to tip the mug so far..."
[Me]"You DO love me!"
[Jamie, aka pirateoftherings, my cyber-friend in Texas]"No. You're just a good source of entertainment."
[Chris]"You know, if we ever do meet up, we're going to need sedatives purely for the Canadian."
[Bilbo Baggins, but more recently Jamie]"Go back? Not good at all! Go sideways? Impossible! Go forward? Only thing to do! On we go!"
[Samantha, aka Lady Dark Moon, my cyber-friend in Georgia]"One of the first things you'll learn from being in one of my RPGs is that I never care what you do as long as you don't...randomly grow a third arm...or something..."
[Jamie]"Does that mean I can bring in the pet whale?"
[Samantha]"No."
[Jamie]"I don't speak Tur fluently, just enough to get by."
[Me]"Tell me, since when do demented Aussie street kids have any similarity to ELVES? She's disgracing the elven name!"
[Me]"Aw pooh, I never showered."
[Jamie]"Pfft. Extraneous."
[Me]"Yeah, well, you don't have to smell me."
[Veronica, aka Haldir o' Lorien, a cyber-acquaintance of mine from Toronto(!)] (Warning: quote only understandable by Tolkienites) "Favourite Tolkien character: Haldir, for sure. Being a guard doesn't make him unimportant! And why else would I make him a fan site? :-P I also really like Thingol... but there is only so much that one can put on a Thingol fan site."
--->Costa Rica Quotes
[Erin, at Salt Lake City airport]"We can't say the b-word, or they'll think we're t-words!"
[Joanna]"What b-word?"
[Erin]"The EXPLODING b-word!"
[Tired Amy]"Amy hasn't sleep in long time."
[Tired Erin, regarding bunk beds]"Do you want bop or toddom?"
[Bryan, before a team meeting]"All prisoners accounted for?"
[Erin]"I'm artistic, okay?"
[A slightly deaf Bryan]"Erin's autistic?"
[Me]"I've decided I need to marry a Kendath Turner."
[Bryan, deaf again]"Amy's marrying a turd? I can see it now. Mrs Amy Turd. And the kids would be little turds."
[Erin]"Poquito. Like a toe and thorn. Poke-ee-toe!"
[Erin's low point of the day]"I got coke spilled on my favorite skirt."
[Everett's low point]"I spilled my coke!"
[Erin, during Kyle's Inventing Saga]"What did I invent?"
[Kyle]"Nothing. You lived in a hole south of Cleveland for ten years. Elvis lives there now."
[Erin]"Did I have a cat?"
[Kyle]"No. That was before I invented cats. They used to be catdogs, but the catdog kept trying to chase itself. So I decided they'd be better off as two animals."
[Kyle, still during the Inventing Saga]"Hey Graham, remember that day you invented the dishwasher?"
[Graham]"You invented the dishwasher?"
[Kyle]"No, you did."
[Graham]"Oh, I did!"
[Me, again, during the Saga]"Who invented the sign?"
[Kyle]"That guy in the car in front of us."
[I don't remember who said this]"It's the unspoken rule of San Jose. All graffiti must be in Portuguese."
[Me. Saga. Or was it Erin?]"I'm gonna spontaneously combust over here."
[Graham. I think.]"Oh yeah, Kyle invented that a few years ago. We haven't found a use for it yet, but he did."
[Bryan, sick]"On the upside, Imodium is delicious."
[Kyle or Tyler, whispering]"I have tylenol."
[Kyle or Tyler, whispering]"I have ibuprofen."
[Jessica, unsure what's going on, whispering]"I see dead people."
[Random airport official we made up]"Are you carrying a bomb?"
[Kyle's apparent fix-it-all phrases]"Si! Gracias. Donde esta el bano?"(Yes! Thank you. Where is the bathroom?)
[Jessica]"Spiderweb, spiderweb, I'm gonna kill the spiderweb."
[Kyle]"The best way to know if drywall is done is to lick it."
[Graham]"Can I sit here?"
[Erin]"No."
[Graham]"Jerk."
[Tyler]"Amigito."
[Joel, our Latino little brother]"No no, not little friend, big friend! Big!"
[Jessica]"The Scobster's gonna eat me!"
[Don't remember]"Will you join our political party? We give one donut for four hours of exercise!"
[Me]"I have dibs on anyone's dessert they don't want!"
[Bryan]"Kyle doesn't want his. He told me."
[Kyle]"Hey!"
[Bryan]"If there's a pond, or a fountain, or a deep gorge anywhere near Erin, someone tie a rope around her. Or take away her camera."
[Me]"Can you clarity your deity?"
[Jessica]"Feet are sexy."
[Bryan, after Erin and I abused alarm clocks]"There should be a society. People for the Ethical Treatment of Alarm Clocks."
[Erin]"The paint won't come off my hand."
[Bryan]"I think that means you're going to die."
[Erin, re Bryan]"His wrinkles iron themselves out, he has no body odour - what next?!"
[Me]"His teeth brush themselves?"
[Me]"I've discovered a new talent of mine!"
[Bryan]"What?"
[Me]"Spinning people in circles underwater!"
[Bryan]"Oh. I was hoping it was flying."
[Bryan]"It says, if you get it in your eyes, to consult a physician. If you get it in your mouth, you should consult a mortician."
[Jessica, re a cute stray dog we saw every day]"It's the dog!"
[Jorge, driving truck over bump]"There WAS a dog."
[Bryan]"So. In the parking lot at 7:30 am."
[Various people]"I thought this was a vacation!"
[Bryan]"It is. You can stay up as late as you want."
[Bryan]"See, rice and beans makes me think of rice and bugs."(silence)"Enjoy your meal, Erin."
And those are my quotes! For Costa Rica pictures, go here: http://picasaweb.google.com/Aelynnrylis/CostaRica?authkey=OekI_ozHRfI
As a last snippet of news - I got my exam mark. NINETY! ON GRADE EIGHT ROYAL CONSERVATORY PIANO!
No, I'm not excited. Not in the least. Couldn't you tell?
~Sil
Let the quotes begin!
--->Cyber-Quotes
[Me]"So I'm a bigger ickle WoT paradox kitty who got sold on eBay?"
[Me]"Coffee makes my nose feel funny."
[Chris, aka Elegost Eruaphadion, my cyber-friend in the UK]"You know, when you drink it, you're only supposed to tip the mug so far..."
[Me]"You DO love me!"
[Jamie, aka pirateoftherings, my cyber-friend in Texas]"No. You're just a good source of entertainment."
[Chris]"You know, if we ever do meet up, we're going to need sedatives purely for the Canadian."
[Bilbo Baggins, but more recently Jamie]"Go back? Not good at all! Go sideways? Impossible! Go forward? Only thing to do! On we go!"
[Samantha, aka Lady Dark Moon, my cyber-friend in Georgia]"One of the first things you'll learn from being in one of my RPGs is that I never care what you do as long as you don't...randomly grow a third arm...or something..."
[Jamie]"Does that mean I can bring in the pet whale?"
[Samantha]"No."
[Jamie]"I don't speak Tur fluently, just enough to get by."
[Me]"Tell me, since when do demented Aussie street kids have any similarity to ELVES? She's disgracing the elven name!"
[Me]"Aw pooh, I never showered."
[Jamie]"Pfft. Extraneous."
[Me]"Yeah, well, you don't have to smell me."
[Veronica, aka Haldir o' Lorien, a cyber-acquaintance of mine from Toronto(!)] (Warning: quote only understandable by Tolkienites) "Favourite Tolkien character: Haldir, for sure. Being a guard doesn't make him unimportant! And why else would I make him a fan site? :-P I also really like Thingol... but there is only so much that one can put on a Thingol fan site."
--->Costa Rica Quotes
[Erin, at Salt Lake City airport]"We can't say the b-word, or they'll think we're t-words!"
[Joanna]"What b-word?"
[Erin]"The EXPLODING b-word!"
[Tired Amy]"Amy hasn't sleep in long time."
[Tired Erin, regarding bunk beds]"Do you want bop or toddom?"
[Bryan, before a team meeting]"All prisoners accounted for?"
[Erin]"I'm artistic, okay?"
[A slightly deaf Bryan]"Erin's autistic?"
[Me]"I've decided I need to marry a Kendath Turner."
[Bryan, deaf again]"Amy's marrying a turd? I can see it now. Mrs Amy Turd. And the kids would be little turds."
[Erin]"Poquito. Like a toe and thorn. Poke-ee-toe!"
[Erin's low point of the day]"I got coke spilled on my favorite skirt."
[Everett's low point]"I spilled my coke!"
[Erin, during Kyle's Inventing Saga]"What did I invent?"
[Kyle]"Nothing. You lived in a hole south of Cleveland for ten years. Elvis lives there now."
[Erin]"Did I have a cat?"
[Kyle]"No. That was before I invented cats. They used to be catdogs, but the catdog kept trying to chase itself. So I decided they'd be better off as two animals."
[Kyle, still during the Inventing Saga]"Hey Graham, remember that day you invented the dishwasher?"
[Graham]"You invented the dishwasher?"
[Kyle]"No, you did."
[Graham]"Oh, I did!"
[Me, again, during the Saga]"Who invented the sign?"
[Kyle]"That guy in the car in front of us."
[I don't remember who said this]"It's the unspoken rule of San Jose. All graffiti must be in Portuguese."
[Me. Saga. Or was it Erin?]"I'm gonna spontaneously combust over here."
[Graham. I think.]"Oh yeah, Kyle invented that a few years ago. We haven't found a use for it yet, but he did."
[Bryan, sick]"On the upside, Imodium is delicious."
[Kyle or Tyler, whispering]"I have tylenol."
[Kyle or Tyler, whispering]"I have ibuprofen."
[Jessica, unsure what's going on, whispering]"I see dead people."
[Random airport official we made up]"Are you carrying a bomb?"
[Kyle's apparent fix-it-all phrases]"Si! Gracias. Donde esta el bano?"(Yes! Thank you. Where is the bathroom?)
[Jessica]"Spiderweb, spiderweb, I'm gonna kill the spiderweb."
[Kyle]"The best way to know if drywall is done is to lick it."
[Graham]"Can I sit here?"
[Erin]"No."
[Graham]"Jerk."
[Tyler]"Amigito."
[Joel, our Latino little brother]"No no, not little friend, big friend! Big!"
[Jessica]"The Scobster's gonna eat me!"
[Don't remember]"Will you join our political party? We give one donut for four hours of exercise!"
[Me]"I have dibs on anyone's dessert they don't want!"
[Bryan]"Kyle doesn't want his. He told me."
[Kyle]"Hey!"
[Bryan]"If there's a pond, or a fountain, or a deep gorge anywhere near Erin, someone tie a rope around her. Or take away her camera."
[Me]"Can you clarity your deity?"
[Jessica]"Feet are sexy."
[Bryan, after Erin and I abused alarm clocks]"There should be a society. People for the Ethical Treatment of Alarm Clocks."
[Erin]"The paint won't come off my hand."
[Bryan]"I think that means you're going to die."
[Erin, re Bryan]"His wrinkles iron themselves out, he has no body odour - what next?!"
[Me]"His teeth brush themselves?"
[Me]"I've discovered a new talent of mine!"
[Bryan]"What?"
[Me]"Spinning people in circles underwater!"
[Bryan]"Oh. I was hoping it was flying."
[Bryan]"It says, if you get it in your eyes, to consult a physician. If you get it in your mouth, you should consult a mortician."
[Jessica, re a cute stray dog we saw every day]"It's the dog!"
[Jorge, driving truck over bump]"There WAS a dog."
[Bryan]"So. In the parking lot at 7:30 am."
[Various people]"I thought this was a vacation!"
[Bryan]"It is. You can stay up as late as you want."
[Bryan]"See, rice and beans makes me think of rice and bugs."(silence)"Enjoy your meal, Erin."
And those are my quotes! For Costa Rica pictures, go here: http://picasaweb.google.com/Aelynnrylis/CostaRica?authkey=OekI_ozHRfI
As a last snippet of news - I got my exam mark. NINETY! ON GRADE EIGHT ROYAL CONSERVATORY PIANO!
No, I'm not excited. Not in the least. Couldn't you tell?
~Sil
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