Saturday, November 29, 2008

Oh shit, I have a baby!!

So the other night I had a disturbing and very vivid dream. In this dream I had... a baby. So in my dream I have a baby and then like a week later I remembered "Oh shit, I have a baby!! Where did I put that?"

My grandma had been watching him/her. When I first had the baby I named it something real cool, on some weird conscious level I remember thinking that once I wake up from this dream I should be aware of that name because it was cool. But I couldn't remember it in my dream. I was soo embarrassed because I couldn't remember my own babies name. I was doing that thing, like when you don't know someone your hanging out withs name so you try and get them to say it or whatever.

Then someone, in my dream, asked me who the father was and I was trying to convince them that there was no father because I have never had sex. My mom kept calling my a liar and said that I've obviously had sex and that is why I have a kid. Anyways, I am sitting there with a baby in my arms and I couldn't figure out why I didn't have any baby toys or like a crib. I was super annoyed, and I kept thinking, "Why the hell didn't I have a baby shower? People get all kinds of presents for their kids at baby showers!" So I had a baby and I didn't even know its name and I didn't have any toys or anything for it and I was super embarrassed about my ill preparedness and my mom was trying to convince everyone that I wasn't a virgin.

The weirdest part of all this is that the next morning, in a half awake half asleep daze I thought "Wow! A lot has been happening in my life recently, with the baby and all, I really should blog about this." It took me awhile to realize that I wasn't actually a mom.

So I am not that into dream analysis, but I definitely took that to mean that I am not ready to have a child and I am not ready to be engaging in activities that lead to having children. Well maybe it didn't necessarily mean that, but it was vivid and scary enough to make me steer clear of all things that lead to have babies.

Thanksgiving this year was surprisingly uneventful. No fights or anything, well at least not until the next day! Good job family! We did it! Lauren Haile came to visit and celebrated Thanksgiving with my family. It was awesome! We made tofurky.

I've watched enough television today to last me the next three weeks. It's amazing what I'll do to avoid research. When I watched the entirety of White Chicks I knew I needed to do something more productive for awhile. So now I'm blogging.

I'm tired and want to go to bed. Edmonds and Olympia are colliding are a rate that might end with sand storms and acid rain. But I mean that in the best way possible.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

All Freaking Night!

I slept in till 7:30pm tonight, and before you judge let me say that I was up till 9:30 this morning after spending all night watching horror movies at All Freaking Night. It was definitely an evening that I can only describe as Xtreme! It consists of watching 5 horror movies at Capital Theatre from midnight till the next morning. We got all kinds of energy drinks
 candy, and junk food and flipping partied. Some of my friends snuck in alcohol using flasks (which in my opinion is a little dramatic). During the first movie especially, we were all yelling at the screen and being way too obnoxious. It was great, everyone there was really into it. It reminded me of rocky horror picture show, but all the funny little quips where all made up on the spot, opposed to being memorized. Before our friends got their Jaden and I attempted to save seats for everyone so we all could sit together. The only problem is that there were like 20 ish people who we had to save spots for, so we had this huge area that also happened to be in the best seats in the house (two front rows of the balcony). We were like fighting people off our really good spot. Jaden was awesome, people would walk over to our area and she would be like "these spots are reserved," hella awesome! 

I realized while contemplating my decision to watch horror movies for 8 hours that I don't actually like the majority of those kinds of movies. I spent a great deal of the night wondering around the theatre and hanging out with friends. Lets reviews the films:

Invaders from Mars: Silly willy tale about a 12 year old boy whose parents have been taken over by aliens. He eventually gets help from the Army and they tag team the hell out of those Alien bastards. Oh and him and the hot school nurse have a ris-kay relationship that deve
lops throughout the story. The movie was fun and goofy. I liked it.

House by the Cemetery: An Italian film about this family that moves into a house and its like either haunted or their haunted or something of the sort. I wasn't exactly paying attention, but I did gather that the name freudstein was important. There were a few characters in this movie that as far as I can tell had absolutely no purpose or back story, they w
ere just there. Basically what I gathered from this movie: dolls are creepy, wholesome values, and NEVER GO IN THE BASEMENT. 

Tokyo Gore Police: This was probably the film my friends were most excited about. The name (shockingly) does not give justice to the amount of gore in this movie. It was about this woman whose dad died while he was a police officer, so she became a hella bas ass police officer who tore people the fuck up. She specialized in killing "Engineers," which are mutant people. It was really graphic and disturbing. I only watched it for like a half on hour till Corbin, Freddy, and I decided to sit outside. 

The damaged brain (or something or other): Some kid had some tragic thing happen so now he's crazy and murders people. I don't actually know this from watching the movie, more from reading the description. I was in the theatre for the majority of the time the movie was on, but I was not paying attention at all! I remember a scene were some harry dude was macking on some lady on a boat. That's about it. I talked about punk rock a whole bunch with Jaden
 and Zak during this bad film. We didn't stay for the last movie. It was eight in the morning and we went to Darbies for breakfast. 2 egg breakfast, eggs over medium with cheddar cheese, english muffin and a cup of coffee. 

I got home around 9:30. I slept for 10 hours and it felt awesome.     

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Where do I belong?

I have been attending the Olympia Film Festival in the last couple days. I have seen some pretty great work. It has inspired me to submit the film I made last year to more (or any) festivals. I spent a lot of time on it and I should be circulating it. I was searching for film festivals, and I become very aware that maybe some festivals wouldn't like mine because it is "too Christian" so I searched for Christian film festivals. I realized my film is waayyy to experimental and critical for Christian film festivals (or at least thats the way it seems). This festivals submission requirements are enough to scare me away. The Ten Commandments of Submitting films? Commandment 4 especially makes me nervous, oh and 7. I am not so much worried that my film violates these rules, I just don't think I want to be apart of that sort of community. Actually now that I think of it, they probably wouldn't appreciate someone shooting up the sacraments like shown in my video.  

Where do I belong?

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Really Tasha?

I just got all teary eyed watching Wife Swap. The mom from the Jewish Orthodox family and the grandmother from the Evangelical Christian family reconciled their tension and validated each others beliefs. 

Maybe we all need to go on Wife Swap. 

Tonight is the election. The first election I have been old enough to vote in. This is a huge deal that is going to change a lot. 

So I voted. 

Now no one can yell at me tonight if they don't like the outcome. It isn't due to my apathy. 

I should be more anxious about tonight.
But I'm not.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

I Remember Halloween...

Friday was Halloween. I went dressed as a dead lumber jack. I thought my costume was pretty convincing. There were times when I saw people who I knew, and they didn't recognize me. The festivities of the night were rather typical. It started with all us ladies going over to Celena's and Amanda's place and getting ready together. We were all sharing makeup and mirror space. I know that a lot of girls are like this every time they go out, but I usually only join in with such activities when it is dead makeup being applied. Then, once everyone was ready we had a little photo shoot in the living room. It was pretty silly. My gang for the night consisted of Jaden, Celena, Lauren, Amanda, and Jana. In the bunch we had 4 zombies, a panda, and a kitty cat. Celena and Amanda, who represented the animal costume faction, were so adorable. I was apparently was the stand in date for all my lady friends because I was dressed like a dude. Celena and Amanda live in a good neighborhood for trick or treating, so we were able to pass out candy to adorable little kids. This one girl was wearing leopard print stretch pants and around her neck she had lots of crucifixes and rosaries. I asked what she was dressed as and she confidently responded "I'm a defender of the faith." 

After we left, we went to this party. It was alright. I didn't really know anyone there, other than the in the Olympia way. In Olympia I usually "know" like 70% percent of the people at any party or gathering, but we choose to ignore each other. 
So we are at this party and there was some dancing and pumpkin pie. After about an hour we left and went to this party on Steam boat Island. It was pretty huge. We had to park pretty far away, like 3 blocks or something, the streets were lined with cars. then we were walking down this long drive way that was lit up by glow sticks. It was kind of eerie. Once we finally reach the house, it took me a while to orientate myself. After a few minutes I found a bunch of friends and it was a fun party. I wasn't drinking, but there you could buy a cup for ten dollars and they glowed in the dark. There were tons of people everywhere. I had a lot of good friends who were there, it was great. A lot of the people I came with were pretty wasted at this point. After a few hours of hanging out, I decided to go downstairs and listen to the band. It was a Misfits cover band. It has reminiscent of being 15. The band was screaming obscenities at the audience and I was getting in shoving matches with people significantly bigger than me. After a few songs, I was dancing and I think I brought my hand down on a wine glass, I am not sure, but all of a sudden I was bleeding. I ran upstairs and to the kitchen sink. I was freaking out a little because I wasn't sure how bad I was hurt and all of my friends were no where to be seen. 

This guy, I am not sure how we was involved, but he ran over and started helping me. He tried finding a towel, but failed, so he told me I needed to take off my shirt (let me start out saying that I had a tank top, a long sleeve, and a flannel on.) So I begin to attempt to take off my flannel, but due to the fact my hand was bleeding, I was unable. So, this dude who was helping me started unbuttoning my shirt, it was awkward. Then he tried wrapping it around my hand, but I wouldn't let him because it was Charlie's shirt, so continued to take off my next shirt, which was also incredibly awkward also. So once my hand was wrapped in my old RA long sleeve, this guy sat me on the couch and told me I needed to quit drinking (which was hella annoying because I was completely sober). I called a friend who was at the party and told her I needed to leave. 

After rounding up all my friends I headed to my house to more closely investigate my wound. I decided it looked deep and so we went to the ER. It was just Celena and I, but Charlie and Riley met up with us. It was pretty fun as far as emergency rooms go. After they numbed my finger up all good like, it was awesome to watch the stitches get sewn in. We all got home shortly after 4. So sleepy. I slept in till like 2:30 the next day. 

Although getting injured sucks, especially because I don't have health insurance and it will be tremendously expensive, it is hella PR in like a 15 year old way. I got my first stitches when I cut my hand on a wine glass while thrashing to a Misfits cover band on Halloween. I mean, thats pretty awesome!