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Sunday, July 31, 2011

Just goes to Show that Jo is Listening (Answer to Day 1)

Oh my Rowling! I got in!

Pottermore early registration

And if you don't trust that link:
quill.pottermore.com/245

Thanks goes to my best friend who lives here on internet land: here.

The question was:
How many breeds of owl are featured on the Eeylops Owl Emporium sign?
Multiply this number by 49.

The answer is 245.

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Pottermore, once again luring a generation into allnighters.

Pottermore...
Oh Jo, you have once again managed to keep up a generation of Potter fans, all of us waiting eagerly for the Magic Quill to reveal to us the clue that may allow us entrance into the magical world of your creation. 

For those who don't know, Pottermore is an interactive "Hogwarts" game that allows us to explore the world of HP. And as cheesy as that sounds, every fan has always wanted that little piece of Hogwarts. I know I do, the child in me still waiting for that Hogwarts letter to whisk me away into a world of magic. You get to be sorted by the mind of the Potter universe herself, the quiz that you take designed by Jo.  You get to explore the common rooms, and learn new tidbits about the wizarding world. It's going to be magical, and I trust JK not to disappoint. 

As I sit and obsessively refresh the Pottermore page and watch the Mugglenet comment section fill up with people freaking out over the Magic Quill clue not showing up yet, I realize just how ensnared we have all become by this fandom. I will admit to being a die hard Potterhead, I watched the midnight showing of Deathly Hallows Parts 1 and 2, and while I could never go to one of the midnight book release parties (I was too young, and my parents too unwilling to go with me), I was always there at the library bright and early when they opened, waiting to rush and check it out to read it. I remember getting so desperate that I rented the 5th book from the library, and bought the 7th one. Harry Potter has been a staple of my childhood, and my one true fandom, and even as I grow up it holds a special piece of my heart-- the one that wants to frolic in the seas of imagination and be a writer, go to a magical school... play quidditch.  

Wizard rock, knitters making memorabilia, fanfiction... the good and the bad (*cough* My Immortal). So many things have sprung form your creation. So I wanted to thank you. For the memories of midnight showings, the companionship of waiting for the next release, and the fond memories of playing the My Immortal Drinking Game.
You've gotten us again Jo, and we're all staying up for you. 

If I get the magic quill clue, I'll of course divulge it here-- for the nonexistent of my readers. 

じゃ!
-A Potterhead Waiting for More. 

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PS. The new Draft Blogger Dashboard is pretty awesome, though it does format my posts differently. >.<;; 
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Friday, July 29, 2011

It's all love...

So why do people judge so much?

Disclaimer: As this was written over the course of quite a few days, I cannot guarantee that it will flow as well as it could, though I did my best to make sure that it least made sense! >.<;;

Today as I watched the news, and saw the lines and lines of people going to get married in New York because of their legalization of gay marriage, I wondered why people make judgements about people who are just in love. I dream of the day that everyone can get married; gay, straight, bisexual, polyamorous... it wouldn't matter, because we'd realize as a population that all that matters in a relationship between people is love.

It's not right to deny people their right to be recognized by their government as together just because the government seems to rule by standards set by the Bible, regardless of what they say about religion and state being completely separate.

Though, government aside, I don't understand why most people aren't tolerant of other peoples' sexualities and beliefs. It's not hurting you, and it's certainly none of your business what they do in their bedrooms. If it's love, it's love-- not depravity, and not anything unholy. Regular relationships can be more depraved than those of homosexuals or that of polyamorous couples.

And as I write, I realize that really, I want that to be the next legalization that happens, after everyone accepts homosexual marriages. Poly relationships are really not any different than other "regular" relationships when it comes down to it-- love, support, and the willingness to be there for each other through thick and thin. And there are those that would call it impure, even though, really, a relationship is a relationship.

I was lucky enough to go to a very  liberal high school, where for the most part no one really cared what or who you did, as long as it wasn't hurting anyone-- and for that I'm grateful. It is really tragic when I hear reports on the news of people being persecuted because of their sexuality, and even worse when I hear reports where the person in question has taken their own life. Any loss of life is a tragedy, and for something so preventable-- so very able to be stopped if everyone minded their own business, or even better, were tolerant of all other practices and beliefs.

So think a little, be more tolerant, and maybe everyone can be a hero through prevention. ...Read more...

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

On occasion, I feel incredibly isolated.

It's nights where everything is too quiet, but you're not sleepy yet. Times where you run out of things on the internet to check out, when your thoughts start to creep up on you. Sometimes on nights like this, I realize just how few people I really talk to lately, despite the fact that they are my friends. Then I think about how, if this is growing up, growing apart, then I don't really want to do it.

Sometimes on nights like this, I like to try and picture our futures. Most of the time I can't. I can't see myself having a steady job, and a house and a family. Can't see myself in the normal roles of adulthood. And it throws me off sometimes. Because if everyone ends up where they aim to go, my friends would be running programming firms, or working in bio labs and partying the nights away in fabulous gay clubs, or maybe writing books and being a literary editor. My best friends would be writing books or maybe fashion articles, and living in Spain or Paris, crafting the days away and living as a criminal profiler, and maybe I'd be working in a lab with dyed hair, discovering things about nanotechnology. Exes would be professional gamers and world renowned bowlers. And no one would have to worry about money, ever because that's what happens in cotton candy perfect fantasy worlds right?

The future is always incredibly up in the air, and what you make of it and all that rot, but what does it have in store really? Will I live near the people I love, maybe close enough to my best friends that we can have each other over for drinks when life gets to be too much? Maybe. I'd like to think that anyway. It would be wicked if we could, because I don't think I can handle the thought of a future where I'm incredibly isolated from everyone, friendships falling away from me one at a time because I didn't take the time to maintain them.

I hope I'm not the only one who feels lost when it comes to the future. ...Read more...

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Reading Too Deeply into Rebecca Black's Friday

I am a lazy butt. I know that, and I'm sorry. But here it is... Finally. And as the video has been taken down, I am unable to reference anything but the lyrics. Here we go...

This song at its heart is about the constraints and expectations thrust upon every member of society. Rebecca sings "7am, waking up in the morning, Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs, Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal," commenting on not only the regimental and strict schedule that all members of society are forced to endure once old enough to go to school until the time that they retire, but also the strictness of this routine.

>>7am waking up in the morning

The even hour is as good as saying 7:00 sharp, and the manner that she wakes up and immediately begins to sing creates the illusion of the automated person, someone who has no will or choice.

>>Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs

She then goes on to list the requirements of her state of being- she has to be fresh, as do we all, for sloppiness in dress and other such manners give the impression of a vagabond.


>>Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal


Commercialism, plain and simple.

>>Seein’ everything, the time is goin’
>>Tickin’ on and on, everybody’s rushin’



She now transcends her restrictive routine, "seeing everything." In the background, everyone is rushing, no time to notice the things around them, no time to relax, no time to stop and consider what they are doing-- just sticking to a regimented schedule, day after day.

>>Gotta get down to the bus stop
>>Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)

 More things that she is forced to do, more expectations to uphold. Things that must be done.

>>Kickin’ in the front seat
>>Sittin’ in the back seat
>>Gotta make my mind up
>>Which seat can I take?

Here, the first thing that you will notice when watching the video is the futility of the question. There is only a backseat seat left, sitting in the front would lead to her sitting on the dashboard or other such thing. It is a metaphor for the duties that we all are pushed into due to expectations and social limitations. Which seat to take is as poignant a question as whether or not one should try to help someone in need, or whether to go to college. It is a fight between expectations and limitations.

In the chorus, Friday is the light at the end of the tunnel of futility, or is it? Everyone is looking forward to the weekend because it is an escape from the mundane routine of life, but on another level this desire is also expected, programmed, and the partying is again a simulacrum of life. Fun fun fun? I think not.

I'm going to quit while I'm behind considering how ridiculous this is. And late. *shrug*

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Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Feeling Inspired, Coming soon!

As I was browsing the forums on Gaia Online during the Piehard event, I ran across a thread that talked about the true meaning of Friday by Rebecca Black. And my true meaning, I mean trololololol. After posting the requisite "It's Pie Day, Pie Day, gotta get down on Pie Day" in honor of the event, I was inspired to write a post.

Coming soon on Reading Too Deeply into Everything, Reading too Deeply into Friday!

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I have really been far as...

I was reminded of this today. If you don't know what this is then... this should give you a background.

Know your meme is such a fun website, though I am disappointed that they sold themselves off to the icanhazcheeseburger Network.

Anyone who has been on the internet for any significant amount of time will probably run across lolcats, or cute image macros that contain cats and bad grammar. >.<

You know, like this:

That's all for now. Memes are fun.
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