kindigo: (onoz)
Just clocking in for everyone who may be watching the news, if it's on your US stations- I'm staying inside for the 'hurricane', and I'm not once of the (so far) two dead. Yay me?
kindigo: (english)

Secondly: Happy new year to the rest of you (and Bonamy too, I suppose.)

Thirdly: New Year's (Silverstern) Eve here, everyone and their dog set off fireworks. It was really cool. I had the words to describe it, but alas, they ran off with the teakettle after raping my poor lamp. (So in other words, I'm still recovering from my massive NaNoWriMo failure.) Something about candy. And was cool, and sparkly. And shiny. There, enjoy your adjectives.

...Adjectives are two dollar sluts, lurking around in the doorways of every clause...They really get around. And verbs, verbs are like the pimps, and nouns! Nouns are the slick businessmen in their BMWs pretending they're cruising the redlight district for any other reason- "I wasn't picking up adjectives, I was buying drugs intensifiers, officer, I really was." And that means that modifiers, 'specially the dangling ones, are drug pushers. And adverbs are black market peddlers. And prepositions are the lost tourists wandering between them all, about to be mugged by the passing infinitive.

There, have a nice, crazy random tangent to start off your new year. *headdesk*

New Year's resolutions:
1) Lose some of the insanity! Or try to, at least.
2) Write more, even if only for me. And draw more. I really haven't done either recently.
3) Dig out my intelligence from whichever suitcase it's hiding in, and use it to realize that (1) and (2) are mutually exclusive and give up on all (3).
kindigo: (nohope)
kindigo: (Default)
It's beginning to look a lot like Syphilis
Lyrics by [ profile] kindigo and [ profile] ethereal_vision, with apologies to Johnny Mathis and his original.

It's beginning to look a lot like Syphilis...
I'm about to snap.
Doc took a look at me and he said "How" many people did you bed?'
At first he thought that I had got the clap.
It's beginning to look a lot like syphilis!
Pain from ev'ry sore!
Not the prettiest sight to see and I think that it could be
I'm getting even more!

I've got a fever, sore throat, malaise, and gummas. My days
Of being sane have gone with hepatitis.
Tabes dorsalis, gen'ral paresis, all proof I can't inhance my species
And damn it all I've still got meningitis.
And Mom and Dad can hardly wait to hear 'bout my proctitis.

It's beginning to look a lot like syphilis...
I'm about to snap.
There's a fee for every test, and though I try my best
it hurts to take a crap.

It's beginning to look a lot like syphilis...
Soon the worst will start
'Cos it's all led straight to my head and soon I will be dead
Unless I get my ART*!

*Antiretroviral therapy.
kindigo: (kermit)
Neunerlei, Thomas, the Rudolph Song Experience, and Heilige Abend.

I will expand on my Xmas eve when I do not have to get up at half five to go to church.

I will just say that I'm reading Thud! in cow pjs, under a sheepskin (from guess which sheep, BWAHAHAHAHAHA). Oh, and Mutti, midday tomorrow we'll be out of the house as well.

I'll keep you posted.
kindigo: (onoz)
So when I went upstairs for breakfast this morning, I happened to look out the front window, expecting the usual sight: street, currently sheepless field, the railroad tracks I run down to the bus stop when I'm late, a house, another street, Cow Mountain. Except something was different this morning. something was missing. Can you guess what it was?

Me: Hmmmhmm, oh hey, cheesey bread, mmy cheesy, wow it's oddly bright for this early in the morning, ohmigod the mountain is gone.
Mist: Mwahahaha, we have stolen Silent Hill Cow Mountain. All your fears cows are belong to us.
Cows: *disembodied moo*
Me: O_O *creeped out by the thought of freak falling ZOMBIE COWS LOOMING OUT OF THE MIST!* >>Where is the mountain?<<
Beata: >>It's covered by the mist, duh.<<
Me: >>What's<< mist >>in German?<<
Beata: Nebel.
Me. Nephelheim, wha...?
Beata: >>Go out in the mist and feed Christmas and Dinner.<<
Me: >>But...I will get lost in the mist...<<
Beata: >>Too bad. Go anyway.<<
Me: Mist.

Note to English speakers: 'Mist' in German means >>crap<<.

Me: *to the rabbits* Hi Christmas, hi Dinner, enjoy YOUR LAST MEAL.
Christmas: *panicks wildly*
Dinner: *munches potato*
Me: That's right. You too can celebrate your last supper. *turns to go back to the house*
Mist: *thickens ominously*
Chainsaw: *starts up in the background* (*no, seriously, it did*)
Me: I, er...I know I'm somewhere near the fish pond...
Rabbit cage: *suddenly and quietly disappears in the mist*
Me: *freaking out* There was a hole here
zombie!cows: Braiiiins Müüüüüüüüü.
Me: *backs away nervously*
Fish pond: *looming suddenly* IT'S NOT AS GONE AS YOU THINK!
Me: *falls in the fish pond*

Yes, so, one hot bath later, (dude. water + 1° = hypothermia!) I am preparing to leave for my Christmas present. ? We are driving to it, apparently. This is yay, because I have no chance to survive, as I will have several heartattacks in the car as "zombies" jump out at me.

The first obstacle will of course, be getting anywhere near the car without checking under it first, preferably with a tyre iron, because the Schmiedgens already think I'm weird (probably from Nanowrimo, and I'm sure falling in their pond in an inexplicable panic didn't help much either).

All right, I'm off. *stocks up the zombie gear* Where's the portable radio?
kindigo: (Default)
Two memes.

Read more... )
kindigo: (book of fanfic)
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *squeee*

Hogswatchnight has come early. *dies*

So I was thinking about instant messaging. And how it's divine. No really.
no vowels. Just like Hebrew!

IM English. the n00b Hebrew. )

Edit: Added Sodom and Gomorrah, The Book of Job and Noah's Ark and a bad Revelations which will have this is expanding into The Leet Bible. -_-;; May add some more as they come to me. If you have ideas....feel free to share!


Dec. 5th, 2006 06:14 pm
kindigo: (like ninja)
I'm trying not to fall asleep
But I'm in class and bored to tears.
Stayed up all night so I could keep
on reading about que--...slash.
I'm pulling poems out my ass
And writing things I know are trash
But if it's that or sleep in class-
...*rereads*....I should just crash. -_-°°
I feel my eyes start slipping shut
And then my sluggish heartbeat slows
"That's what I get for reading smut fanfiction,"
I think...before I doze...

Oh how I'd like to write some clever prose
Or post a kickass sonnet I've composed
But I'm not sure my clumsy meter flows
And I forget how sonnet rhyme scheme goes
(But I bet that Ry or Bonamy knows-
Not that they read my eljay, 'cos they're HOS.)
So now I draw my poem to a close
Before my abject lack of talent shows
And too before my muses come to blows-
Bad tunes or poems often cause their rows.
But I digress and also still impose.
I'd like to send out "Sorry" to the O:
No deeper meanings in my sonnet
Nor snazzy title to go on it.

I'll also here apologize to those
of you whose brains are in their dying throes
because the awful poems I've exposed
them to--have every single synapse froze.
But now you're safe from all your zombie woes!
Yay! Because I know that all you emos
Were worried- 'Zombies! Not my brain! O Noes!'
So now you're safe from foes who decompose,
Just you remember that it's you who owes--
There is a small request that I propose.
Your own bad poetry: do you suppose
that it can suck much worse than Kindigo's?
You only have to write your own!
'Cos otherwise my poem pwns.

It is again that time of year
it must be something in the snows
that sparks my bad!muse. See this here:
How little talent grows.

So be inspired, little minions!
If your muse on you bestows
inspirations few or billions--
Please comment and disclose!

In other news, a small tidbit:
Today is Sneak Like Ninja Day!
For all your ninja needs, here's this.
That's all I have to say.
kindigo: (holehead)
German punctuality is one of those things--"you'll learn it if it kills you". Well, I'm learning it, and it's killing me dead anyway.

See, whereas in the States, "meet me at 7" has the context of "and I might show up five minutes early, in which case I will wait around for a reasonable time until you show up, or maybe I will be five or ten or even fifteen minutes late, depending on traffic, life, and other Acts of God, in which case I will expect you to still be there when I get there".....

...In Germany the unspoken context is "I will pull up at precisely 6.59, and will pull away at 7.01, whether you are in the car or not".

Must be a result of being to close to all those clocks in Switzerland. The enormous mass of pocket watches and grandfather clocks and table clocks and wristwatches and cuckoo clocks (which have leaked over the border and into Schwarzwald) must create a black hole of ticktocking, only instead of time slowing down after passing the event horizon it becomes imcreasingly more precise.

Getting left behind hasn't happened to me yet, thankfully, but I'm sure it's only a matter of...time. Like a bomb waiting to explode. In my face.

As a side note, my host mother totally won this round- I consented to drink this fruity beverage before I realised it was alcoholic and couldn't renege cos of the polite. You know. Argh. I let my guard down cos she stopped spiking my other drinks, probably in anticipation for eggnog and cider. Shit, scheiße, and merde for good measure.
kindigo: (todolist)
As per usual Christmas/ Hanukka/Yule celebrations tis the season of gift giving. And the wishlist meme is out again. Please read the steps.

Step One
Make a post (public, friends locked,filtered...whatever you're comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related ("I'd love a Snape/Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV.") The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.

Also, make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your LJ so that the holiday joy will spread.

Step Two
Surf around your friends list (or friends' friends, or just random journals) to see who has posted their list. And now here's the important part: If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf-—to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not-—it's your call.

There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just...wish, and it might come true. Give, and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special.

My Wishlist )
kindigo: (ak)

watch kindigo fight
kindigo: (squee)
kindigo: (Default)
Ticket to Germany: $2,000.

Calling your sister from Germany while she's in Meijer: 0,02€/Minuten

Reading out a drabble over her Supertron 'squee's: 1572 words.

Getting your sister to say 'fuck' eight times in front of small impressionable children: Priceless.

There are somethings money can't buy. For everthing else, there's Meijer.

Anyway, for all of you still in the States: Happy Thanksgiving. For all of you /not/ in the States: REALLY HAPPY THANKSGIVING. YOU ROCK.

Also, to Frau Schubert, my English teacher here in Deutschland: YOU ROCK HARDER. Thanks for calling me to wish me a happy Thanksgiving ♥
kindigo: (ansaphone OTP)
Kailun builds a mystery.

In Which Kiki Acts Like a Child )

Apparently it takes very little to make me happy. *glomps Kailun to death*
kindigo: (english)
Two memes for your viewing pleasure, both ganked.

Googled. )

Easier cos you all know me in real life, I suppose. )

As a side note, BOOZY I ♥ YOU. And Juliana caught me dancing to Flip Fantasia. (*big blush* #._.#)

Also I have a picture of Schokobällchen now; will post when I get the chance.

Is anyone willing to beta meeeee?

That is all.
kindigo: (ak)
There is a special circle of hell reserved for the people who won't share a bus seat so that other people are forced to wait for the next bus because there's "no room." I like to think they get a little taste of it now, when I gave them my Vengeance Glare for entire rest of the bus ride and made them really uncomfortable. That's right, I'm looking at you.

Also stupid people are getting on my nerves Re: my Deutsch class. They're all adults, but I still had forgotten what a non-advanced level class felt like.
I'll give you some examples:
'Die ist ganz SHÖN, oder?''Ich finde die heir (fill in blank) SCHÖNER.'
'Heute ist es WARM. Aber morgen soll es (fill in blank) WÄRMER.'

(You don't even have to know the words to get what's going on, do you? No. But Najet reads the next example. Incorrectly.)

'Mein Auto ist SCHNELL. Aber das Auto ist (fill in blank)......(five minute pause while she thinks)... Neues.'

WTF Najet. Did your mom put your head in an airtight box when you were a child? I know you're enjoying your adulthood, but NOW is NOT THE TIME to be thinking out of the box, because the teacher will spend the next fifteen minutes of my time explaining the exercise. Again.
I'm sorry, is this legitimate confusion on her part? Or am I justified? I'd like to mention that Najet is the one who sniggers loudly whenever Tung (China) tries to read aloud, but Najet's pronunciation is no better at all! Argh. head--->desk.

As a side note, none of you prompted me yesterday. T^T So YOU HAVE ONLY YOURSELVES TO BLAME FOR THIS .

Also, I ended up illustrating two of my posts...well one isn't posted yet. But my point is a question....a picture's worth a thousand words, right? *edges toward NaNo with shifty eyes*
kindigo: (todolist)
You know, three of you promised me a tiiiny drabble from Enya's May It Be a while ago, and only Kailun delivered. T^T Come on you two, please? you could add it to your NaNo!

On a related note, I have drawn a character of mine standing in an alley in the rain, looking at his watch and dropping his umbrella. He blends into the rain and the puddle he made.
My point is, I am currently drawing [ profile] blame_my_muses's character Tristan as a part of this Rain series; similar mood and (hopefully cool) effect. In the queue is Bonamy's Claire, running in a wedding dress.
So if any of you other people reading this want one, leave a comment in which you describe your character's appearance, and also want you want them doing (which I may or may not follow XD). Eventually I will even upload them somewhere (!), once I find a scanner in this country. -_-;;

Okay, cos I so don't have enough on my plate right now. X/


That is all ♥ ♥
kindigo: (todolist)
Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

Last Monday I committed genocide... Sorry about that, [ profile] ethereal_vision (-5000 points). In February I gave [ profile] thalo_ryder a wet willie, then I took it back (-6 points). In May I ruled Duluth, Minnesota as a cruel and heartless dictator (-700 points). Last month I helped [ profile] tosatisfyme hide a body (-173 points). In September I bought porn for [ profile] wannabe_taiwan (10 points). Last Thursday I bought porn for [ profile] blame_my_muses (-10 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-5879 points). For Christmas I deserve a moldy sandwich!


Write your letter to Santa! Enter your LJ username:

....Why did buying porn for Boozy win me points, but for Korin lose me points? ( because she's underage? XD)
In other news, my physics teacher cracks me up.
kindigo: (find x)
HAVE YOU SEEN THE WORD OF THE DAY?? Yes, that's right. Ha, for those of you who didn't believe me when I said it was actually a word.

What? I like obfuscating. Because it is what it means. Hahaha.

Also, I was lost in thought today and didn't realize what had happened until Julia and Anna turned around and are like, 'What's so funny?' Apparently I laughed out loud. (At least I didn't fall asleep this tiem, Hilde!)
So I need a shirt that says, 'I'm laughing because the voices in my head cracked a joke.' Because yes, that's what happened. -_-

Um, I had something else to say but I forgot what it was. So, um....carry on?
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