venerdì, gennaio 19, 2007

Electric Obsession: Lily Allen

I don't know if I've talked about this before [I'm a totes dumbarse if I haven't...], but HOLY CARP I love Lily Allen!!! If you don't know who she is, she is this SUPES AWESOME British Pop Gal...I've been in HEART with her for ages and I can't believe that her album hasn't even been released in the U.S. yet... -wow- But you can pre-order it here!! And plz order me a copy too [the original version] 'cause it's only 10 bucks and I want the autographed poster! Kthnx.


Lookit the album innit cute??


This song has been pretty much on constant repeat in my eyepod for MONTHS....and the vid is even better!!


And this one is pretty hausome too...

But as much as I like Lilz, Parz will always hold a spesh place in my heart...


Poppin' like corn,
Bee Electric

P.S. If you can't view the vids, GET FASTER INTERNET. [hahaha I can be all elite and arrogant now 'cause I've got DSL! Rockin'.]
P.P.S. Mommy [or anyone else]...you can get that Marie Antoinette book here [Amazon] for about $13 cheaper than Powellz...don't ask me why it didn't show up on my other search...

mercoledì, gennaio 17, 2007

Leggo my Eggo!

Soz Kidz it's gonna be a few more days before you get to see any pixXx of Parz...I just figured out that my RW discs ehn't actually RW...and I don't want to be burning [haha] through my DVDz/CDz like mad uploadin' 10 pics at a time...soonish, though!! [Momzin and Daddy this is your cue to send me more burnable media in the next package! Kthnx]

But to kind of tide you over, isn't this cute?

[clickable]

And come on, you know they're delicious:


Madly in love with Fred Flare [like always],
Bee Electric

German cinema is the SHIZNIT. And often terrifying.

Good golly goshness it is chillster up in heah! [Heah being my room at the moment]. The heater's on but I think that Vale is absorbing most of the heat directly into her body...thanks, hun!

So I've been working on the Paris pics...they are turning out pretty good so far, I reckon. I mean, considering my mediocre photography skillzZz. I should have the 1st batch up tonight, that is, if I can figure out how to re-burn a DVD. We shall see...

Wow, I just had the worst time answering my cellphone, omigod. It went off, and I was like, hey, that's my cellphone! It wasn't in my pocket like it usually is, so I started digging through my school bag, looking for it, and I couldn't find it and couldn't find it. Then I realised that the noise was coming from my jew-bean-oh, and lo and behold, it was in the pocket. Yay for super stealthy traXter skillz!

I go my ICO today. I reckon it is a pretty good issue. There was an article about the volunteer help with cleaning up the theater which was pretty rad...I'm supes sorry I had to miss out on that! 'Cause we all know how much I love cleanin' up shizZz that ehn't mine. [Note: I am not being sarcastic here.] 10 points for California the country being #6 as far as top world economies! And seriously what is up with being able to open our mail, Prez? Someone needs to get ahold of that kid, he is out of control. Why the heck why don't you just make us all write post cards, that way you can save time and energy [and cut the State Letter-opener budget and give more tax cuts to the rich]? Oh shoot I best not say that...they'll probably do it!!

Speaking of Ameriker goin' to heck in a saddlebag, I was trying to explain the American Health Care system etc to my sister, her husband, and my mom. It was really hard!! [a] 'cause I don't entirely understand it myself, and [b] I had to do it in Italian. I think I got the point across, though, that is is dang broke and don't help nearly no one!

-whatevz-

Oh yeah, another thing that the paper reminded me of is that I'm missing Berlin and Beyond this year! What the heck is up with that????

Blowing her nose on a 3 dollah bill,
Bee Electric

Braidy Bee

Since nothing, you know, interesting is happening in my life right now, I'll have to inform you on the oh-so-exciting fact that my hair is now long enough to french braid!! I had nothing else to do with my hands when I was at Imma's tonight watching RIS [rah rah rah!] so I was putzing around with my hair, and it braided up quite nicely!! I am quite keen on this, and will debut it at school tomoz. You'd best watch yerself, Maddz...Bee Electric's gettin' her braid on. Oh snap.

In other news, I discovered this book in a charmingly lovely little English bookshore [that is a combo store and shop. yah, I know you're amazed] in Paris, but, unfortunatly, did not have the cash to purchase it at the time. I would have also had to port it about in the rain for several hours. So you should buy it for me. Pretty please?

One thing that is quite odd, in my opinion, is that tonight, whilst my hair was being quite French, I kept having the feeling that I had brown hair. Not that I actually thought that it had magically turned brown or something, but I just had the sensation of being a brunette, and when I imagined my hair it showed up brown in my brain. Starnge!

Oh noes! My eyepod is about to run out of battery!!

Searching for the right cord,
Bee Electric

P.S. I ran across this and this whilst on the search for the book mentioned earlier. Any (or all) of the items mentioned in this post would make me quite a happy little Bee.

martedì, gennaio 16, 2007

Insignificant.

You should go here and check it out. [no, it's not more stuff for you to buy] Just check out Miss Katie Owens' (a.k.a. the epidemic) work sharin' webspace with a portrait of bEe Jellyfish. If that ehn't super-stardom I don't know what is. If you want to check out K's own website it is here. You should go there...she is amazing...

Feeling so small,
Bee Electric

P.S. The title of this post refers to me, not Katie Anne.

Shameless Gimme-ism

Ferris Bueller might not like it, but this is one ism that I am a proud proponent of. And propeller of.

You should buy me this and this, otherwise my head just may explode. [That is the Snakes on a Plane and Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest DVDs for your information...I was gonna have snazz-o-licious clickable pictures, but I forgot that Windows hates my face.]

Honorary Member of MFAGG,
Bee Electric

lunedì, gennaio 15, 2007

Let them eat gigabytes.

My hair. Is in such a horrendous state right now...you have no idea. I haven't done ANYTHING with it since I put it up...yesterday night. So it is still a matted, hairsprayed mess. Only now all squished and retarded looking. -whatever- I have rotation tomorrow...I'll deal with it then.

I am downloading Marie Antoinette!! In English!! I sure hope there is room for it on this computer... I'll burn it off tomorrow.

OHYEAH I should have frenchy pixXx to post soon!! Yay for Paris!

I have a new favourite TV show. It is called RTI or something and I guess it is like CSI. That's what I hear, at least. I've never seen CSI. But RTI is super rad with detective work madness and dead peeps and whatnot! Yay for television!

Putting on her lab coat,
Bee Electric

OMJ it's Bee! Wow...



Well for some reason the other photos didn't transfer well, but here's one of what I looked like pre-festa. Clickit for a slightly bigger version.

I'm gonna go to bed now.

Dreaming already,
Bee Electric

Small Town seeks Non Lame Website

I was looking at the Gualala website just now, and I have to admit that my first thought was not "Oh, Gualala, how I miss thee," but "Golly Gee this website sucks." Sorry, kids, but sometimes the truth hurts. Like when someone puts broken glass in your Cheerios. It's all good until you start bleeding from the mouth, esophogus, and upper intestine. OK, I officially have no idea what I'm talking about now.

I think I'm going to go write a story and wait for my parents too call me. Instead of replying to the 10000435 emails that I really ought to. Or, you know, sleeping. Only tools sleep. And I am not a tool. Shut up, Daniel.

Contemplating crackers with a wistful smile,
Bee Electric

P.S. I was sitting outside waiting for MJ to ring, 'cause I'm going to go outside to talk to my parents so's I don't wake up my mom and Valeria, but it was WAY TOO COLD to just sit there holding my cellular telephone in one hand and my eyepod in the other. So I came inside. Mom, if you're reading this, plz callify me!

Yet another thing I don't understand...

The festa was awesometastic! It was at this crazy Old West themed disco [they heart the Old West here...rockin'!] that was built to look like stuccoed adobe, with those Spanish tiled [or whatever you call it] roofs and this one section that so looked like a movie set from a Western. When we got there, we didn't really go inside, just sat in the nice chilly night air for a while...that was kind of less than interesting. When we did finally go inside, though, I had the best time!! There was dancing and whatnot, and it was actually decent disco fun! I once again proved how inept I am at that sort of dancing...I do better in a slam dancin' atmosphere like last night...not this silly disco whatnot. Whatevz, it was still grand! But then I had to go outside with Vale etc and sit around in the chill again...and then we went home. Huh?

That's what I don't understand. It seems like Italians [or at least the ones I know] seem to get the most pleasure out of being miserable whilst other people are having fun, then have fun for a little bit, then leave! Not my cuppa. I like to have fun while other people are having fun...or have fun while other people are being miserable...and not leave! Or, if I do have to leave early, I sure as heck am not going to waste one second of potential fun time. I guess theoretically I could have gone inside before and stayed inside, but, as everysingleperson who I knew was outside, I felt mad awkward inside by myself. I was quite disappointed that we left when we did, though, especially 'cause there was this super cute guy who I was ch-ch-checkin' out, and we know how few of those there are in Maddz.

On the way home we stopped at this lil' rossticceria [guess who doesn't know how to spell that! MEEEE!] to get some grub. I wasn't particularly hungry but I got a piece of calzone that had french fries and weenies in it. It was pretty good [better than their pizza...which tastes like greasy barf] but I couldn't finish it. And now I feel a bit sick. Which I'm sure is one piece of information you were just dying to know.

I have no idea what the heck I am going to do with my hair tomorrow...not sure if there's anything I can do, as I back-combed and hair-sprayed the heck out of it! It is now in a rather rad pompadourish thing. And may continue to be into the next century. o.O But, dude, I dressy dressed up for the party all snazzy like! My striped pink tights, poufy black dress, my hair...heaps black eyeliner with lil' wingy bits, DIY jewellry...[pictures to follow]. I didn't exactly blend in with the crowd, but, as I'm sure we all know by now "blending in with the crowd" is something that I SUCK ROYALLY at. So whatevz! I also wore my Conz, but, judging by the footwear sported by the rest of the ladies, I should have worn pointy toed high heels. Except wait, I haven't got any. I guess I fail at being italian. Vabbè.

Hittin' the nail with the MC Hammer,
Bee Electric

domenica, gennaio 14, 2007

Things that get 10 points

*Boys who fix broken computers!! I went out with the E|X crowd last night, and when I came back, the computer was all fixed up by a very nice young man with a wallet full of CDs! It is quite rad-o-licous, as I can now go on the internet. Which, as we all know, is essential to the existence of this lil' electronic rockstar.

*Moshing! Last night, after Gina left, Valeria, Anto, and the whole crowd went to this...I don't even know what to call it...gathering? This empty building, where a band played American [yay for songs I know!] and Italian [still cool but I didn't know the words!] punk/metal/reggae tunes! I guess that is where all the "alternative" types in Maddaloni convene [which was about, oh, 30, tops, but still more than I thought there were!] to chillax and jump around like someone cocained their dougnuts! Thing is, they didn't exactly start playing until late...after 11...so we wandered around quite a bit, and I had a wikked stomach ache. I think it was because I ate a bunch of candy bars at school [mistake!], too much lunch, and then gelato [even though I didn't want to...I was forced] when I was out with the E|Xies. We stopped to get food at a food truck, and I didn't buy anything [since I knew it would make my tummy hurt more] but it looked soooo good, and when Vale couldn't finish her sammy [which had weenies and french fries in it] I did...I knew that wasn't a good idea, and, as predicted, the pain in my gut was turned up a couple of notches. -whatever-, at least it was tasty! And, whilst hanging about by the food truck, I applied my black lipstick [for the first time in MONTHS], utilizing the grime covered side mirror. So punk rock! When we finally got back to the place, they were finally getting around to playing. Super rad! I had tons of fun jumping about, and there was this one rad kid, who has a sidehawk and was wearing the same striped dress I always see him in, 'cept for tonight he mixed it up and added tights [under shorts..durrrr], that was running around and slamming into folk! Jest fine with me, and I slammed him [and some other lads and ladies] back more'n a few times. Unfortunatly, we had to be back at midnight, which gave me, oh, about 10 minutes of mosh time, but golly, it was the best slam dancin' 10 minutes I've had in a while!! Hausome! On our way back home, though, Valeria told me that if you wear black lipstick people think you're a prostitute. Thanks for the forewarning, babe! But then she said that tonight it was OK, 'cause we were with "dark people", and they understand. It's all good, then, and I wasn't planning on just parading down the street in it like I do at home, anyways.

*Orlando's birthday! The future Mr. Electric turned 30 yesterday! -holy shizmuffins- That sounds so old!! But then again I'm 17 and that still sounds odd to me. Woot woot gettin' married in 5 years! My god...5 years ehn't much, is it? Good thing I've already started planning...

*Paris Hilton, The Like, Lily Allen, and Madonna! Parz, Likez [?], Lilz, and Madz are my new! downloaded! music! on Vale's computer...and thusly ROCK THE HOUSE. When we are not listening to Valeria's metal and whatnot. Which is not too often o.O. But I think I'm gonna burn 'em off some time soon, then I can listen to them all the time.

*Fan fiction! I'm back on my ff boardz...which means that life is getting back to its normal, abnormal state! I heart Elijah Wood...and my lil digital palz!

Well, that is all the 10 pterz I can think of for now! At least that have something to do with yesterday.

Gina left on her whirlwind tour of Europa yesterday...her mum came down and we tooled around Maddz for a while...it was quite fun! But I'll write more about that later, as I gots to go get ready for a festa at a discoteca. Oh snaps. And a half.

Making faces in the mirror,
Bee Electric

P.S. I think we're being bombed. I'd be concerned but Madz and Britterz are singing to me so I just can't be.

venerdì, gennaio 12, 2007

Che cazzo?

Gah! One thing you get used to with Mac computers is that they don't get effin' viruses all the time! That and they don't get messed up as much. So yeh, our computer at home is all wonkified! At first we thought it was 'cause the plug got pulled (my mom didn't know how to turn it off...I had left it on to download -oops-), but it quickly became apparent that that wasn't the problem. What it was doing was starting up, displaying an error notification window, and then, after a few minutes, restarting. Not very nice of it!! We thought that maybe it was a virus, but a Virus check scan of the computer came up with "no threats found". Okay. Then I tried clicking the "send error report" or whatever button (up until then we had been clicking "non inviare"), and it took me to the Windows page, where it said that there was a Stop Interrupt Error in the Video drive or something, and the best way to fix it was to download the most up to date drivers. So I tried that, but I think it wouldn't let me (stupid punks, putting their page in Italian), 'cause the version of Windows isn't authentic. Fuuuuuudge. After doing some more reasearch online today, I have pretty much found that the only way to fix it is the thing I can't do. CAN ANYBODY HELPIFY ME?? We might have to take it in to get fixed, but hopefully doing that will not require reformattation...the only thing that I have on there is some music or whatever so's it's not that big of a deal for me, but Vale's got all her files and what not. AND MY PUTRID BROTHER DID NOT PICK UP HIS PHONE FOR LIKE 7 HOURS SO HE COULDN'T HELP ME!! Thanks a million, bro. Oh, btw, the error code we kept getting is "STOP 0x0000008E". Grrrrah.

The (kind of) upside of not having a working, internet-enabled computer in my room is I actually went to bed at a (semi)reasonable hour last night! But when I did go to bed I had the strangest dream...I don't remember the beginning, but where my memory starts I had signed up for the Army. I don't know whether I was 18 or whether they just took me when I was 17, but it doesn't matter. I had to take the school bus to my army base, but first I was going to Mendocino to pick up my camera, which was in my locker. Before we left my mom reminded me to bring some reading material, and what I picked up was this brochure about a type of Mulino Bianco [a Barilla sub-brand that makes cookies and bread and other baked goods] cookies. We were driving along, and I was reading or something, not paying attention. Then we start to stop, but not in a normal way for a bus. The engine shut off but we kept moving forward, and kind of bobbing. I realised that we were floating. What the? That's not how you get to Mendocino! When we pulled up onto the beach and got out, my confustion only increased. Instead of being on, like, Big River beach or something, we were on this almost tropical looking Island. I say almost because there were white sand beaches, but the trees were closer to pines or redwoods than palm. One thing that definitely impressed me, though, was how saturated with colour the place was, like a travel brocure. The ocean was this incredibly deep turquoise aqua, and the trees were impossibly green. I soon came to realize, however, that everything was coated with a thin layer of ice. Not frozen into place, like some sort of deranged Snow Queen palace effect, but that kind of melty ice that you get in California. So was the sand, but not completely. I asked someone what was going on, and they were like, "maybe they want you to start your training here...as a suprise. Some sort of survival thing or something?" And that started freaking me out, 'cause was like, "NO! I have to get my camera!!" And then I "remembered" that we were going to stop at the Port of Versailles on the way, and this must be it. Note: Port of Versailles is where we stayed in Paris, and is nothing like the scene discribed above. Never the less, this calmed me down, as we were where we were supposed to be. Since the whole place was so icy, but looked so warm, I wondered what the water would be like, So I kneeled on the sand and put my arms in it. It wasn't too cold, but then my heavy backpack pushed me down and I started to slide, headfirst into the water!! That was scary! However, I was able to wrestle myself up again. Then the whole reality of signing up for the Army hit me, and I started major panicking. I couldn't shoot people!! Holy cow! What was I thinking?!?!?!?! Before I got too freaked out though, my cellphone went off [in real life] and woke me up. It was weird!!!

OK, gots to go to class now!

Not a soldier,
Bee Electric

mercoledì, gennaio 10, 2007

Chimney sweeps and cookie freaks

My stomach hurts...I think I ate too many cookies. And too many french fries. Speaking of french fries, we are going to Macker's tomoz! Can you say "Double cheeseburger for 1,30euro"? I can. With my eyes closed.

Did you know that in the Italian version of Mary Poppins, the songs are in Italian, too?

MKay I'm going to sleep now.

Corrupting the children,
Bee Electric

Yay for doppia rotazione!!

I am so tired I could keel over.

In other news, we had pasta with tuna for lunch. It was delicious.

Dear God I hope I don't have to do ballet today. Maybe I won't cause I [a] ehn't really signed up and [b] I still pretty much have a wikked cold. Yay for being sick! Or not...

Coughing up phlegm and blowing her nose,
Bee Electric

martedì, gennaio 09, 2007

Man...

I am so sick of having black hair!! I have had it for, like....6 months or something! A.K.A. FAR TOO LONG. Only I'm kind of scared to change it, 'cause pretty much all Italian faux-blonde hair looks like crap on a stick!! But maybe mine would work? Grrr I don't know what to do....

Part of my reason for this is I came across this picture...I forgot I used to look like this....


Contemplating the possibilites,
Bee Electric

lunedì, gennaio 08, 2007

This should come as no suprise

You can now also reach me at bee.electric@rock.com . Because I do.

Eating 80s candy in the dark,
Bee Electric

I'm a horrible Journalist

I just realised that y'all never hear a damn thing about my best times, 'cause I always want to write really long detailed entries but never seem to finish & post 'em. Sorry. So here's a quick run down of things I don't think I wrote about:

The Rome Trip
*3 cups of overpriced coffee
*Learning to swear in Serbian
*Wanting to move to this Beautiful city
*Paris on Paris Vogue
*Being in Heart with Alex
*Scamming folks for cute pictures.

Christmas Eve
*So many courses I think I'll die
*Hanging out with the kids...my knees hurt now
*I miss my real Christmas
*Staying up 'till 7am playing poker with my brother's friends
*Long distance "Night Before Christmas" reading with the fam

Christmas
*No church
*Sobbing my guts out over Brokeback Mountain
*Watching King Kong with wired blonde kids
*Lots of lasagna and so many other foods
*Playstation Soccer and Old West themed restaurants

Paris
*Too long of a train ride
*Having to switch seats 'cause people suck
*Watching Hostel on Franco's computer
*Cute Australians with crazy accents
*An even longer bus ride through what looks like home
*Faking an accent until I forget how I talk
*"You're not a girl. You're just a boy with really long hair."
*AutoGrills
*Pretending I'm French
*Sleeping in my Clothes
*Meeting a girl from the Yucatan
*Being the only sober one
*Pizza in Paris?
*"I love you!"
*Finally stylish again
*So much rain
*Eating pastries from Laudrée
*"You have to be 18"
*Can't find the Champs Elysées
*English bookstores and the Virgin Suicides
*Spending money
*Chanel sunglasses
*The Eiffel Tower sparkiling
*Major foot pain
*Being in Colette
*"Foto! Foto!"
*The Mona Lisa people crunch
*The best smelling street in the world
*Finding my journal for sale
*Calling my parents at 4 in the morning
*Samuel L. Jackson in French
*Asking directions
*Finnish girls
*Libian food
*Evian water
*Vogue
*Staying up all night
*Packing at 3am
*Slipping and bruising on the Eiffel Tower
*Watching everyone sleep on the bus ride home
*Making snow angels in the Alps wearing a summer dress
*Bacon Royals and Coca Cola Light
*Saying goodbye
*Dragging my suitcase and almost crying
*Sleeping sick on the train back to Napoli
*Hello new family



Yep.

Wishing for some maple syrup,
Bee Electric

Si Provi, a Prendermi...

I watched this movie in Italian today. It was pretty awesome...I like Leonardo diCaprio!

In other news, my sinuses are all plugged up and I had chocolate mousse gelato earlier.

School starts tomorrow! Boy howdy!!

It's weird, living this close to other people. I'm used to my room being upstairs and away from everyone, but at the other end of a short hall is my mom and sister, and we share the two bathrooms. Strange!!

10 points for being all unpacked!

Prodding her face,
Bee Electric

I wish that I had written these.

Because they are genius.

* * *

"Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master."

"His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free."

"He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it."

"She grew on him like she was a colony of E.coli and he was room-temperature Canadian beef."

"She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up."

"Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever."

"He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree."

"The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM."

"The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't."

"McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup."

"From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30."

"Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze."

"The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease."

"Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph."

"They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth."

"He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something."

"He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the East River."

"Even in his last years, Grandpappy had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut."

"Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do."

"The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work."

"The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while."

"John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met."

"The ballerina raised gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant."

"It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools."

"He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up."

"Her eyes were like limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in any pH cleanser."

"She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs."

"It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall."

sabato, gennaio 06, 2007

Returned to Sender

Hey Kids...

I'm back from Paris...It was kind of the most amazing thing EVER. The Eiffel Tower sparkiling was an electronic mindblowing thing of DOOM...so much that I got a briuse from it....I am probably the only person that can say that I got bruised by the Eiffel Tower...F£$" yeah!!...I can't wait to tell you about all my adventures and misadventures and glorious decadence...but for now I gots to go be all Italiany...which at this point in time means REALLY CHILLY. But it is allright 'cause I have hobo gloves and a whole lotta love. ::chuckles:: Those just sound good together, don't they?

Still shaking with excitement,
Bee Electric