¤The Baked Croissant of Civility¤

Read it like it is.

2006-01-06T04:22:15Z

Just a few links before I start shakin' it up.

2006-01-05T22:45:22Z

http://www.rainbowswirlz.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=2&products_id=121
http://www.rainbowswirlz.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=20

Maybe I'd like those for my birthday, hint hint? Cheap and convinient like a two-dollar hooker, baby.

ALSO JUST FOR LAINE:

http://www.livejournal.com/users/elysesewell/

Scroll way down for the wedding pics. I'll look up the article about Top Model later.

Hearts to the worthy~

Sick.

2006-01-03T04:30:59Z

I might not be at school tomorrow. Woke up yesterday feeling like crap and not being able to keep any food down, not even water. Went to the doctor, and found out I have an internal infection. So I'm on meds now, but I can't even get up/down the stairs without needing a nap. I'm gonna still try and show up for the b-ball game Wednesday though, although I can't gurantee I'll be able to do much...

I think the worst part besides barely being conscious is that I can't have any soda or caffiene until I'm better.

Bah.

Ethan Frome is a pimp-wannabe.

2005-12-28T09:35:49Z

Zeena doesn't know
That Mattie and me
Do it in my sleigh
Every Sunday

That's the focus of my Ethan Frome project. Joy. I'm just doodling a pic loaded with SYMBOLISM. And an extremely large head for Ethan. OH WELL. He needs the extra brains.

We <3 Katamari has eaten my soul. ROLL ROLL ROLL.

Totebags x 2

2005-12-27T08:09:27Z

Mom is thwarting me and not letting me pick out the materials I want to use. Oh well, we'll see how the first monstrosity turns out, I suppose.

LADIES: WHAT KIND OF STUFF WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE ON A TOTE BAG?

I like ideas. They're tasty.

I have a question for the ladies

2005-12-26T02:42:53Z

If I started making tote bags / handbags, who here would be interested in buying one? I'm just curious.

PLOTTING?!

Probably.

Or other holiday or non-holiday that you prefer.

2005-12-25T07:07:41Z

Season's Fleetings

2005-12-23T08:32:52Z

So, I got a Christmas present from Owen to-day. A giant teddy bear, candle, and Neil Gaiman book. I'm still debating on my opinion of the bear, but this book = lurv. So, the bear lives for today. Though I feel lame, though, with just giving him the hip flask. I NEED TO DO MORE. Suggestions? Besides flashing him, please. He's Christian, I don't want his eyes to catch on fire. And I have dignity! (Though if I don't get any better ideas, I'll have to chuck my dignity out the window.)

Me and a friend:

ManiacLlama86: anyway
ManiacLlama86: I'm off to bed
ManiacLlama86: night
KittyBakeOven: Aww, sad
ManiacLlama86 is away at 12:24:05 AM.
Auto response from ManiacLlama86: By your powers combine, I am asleep!

KittyBakeOven: 'night
Auto response from ManiacLlama86: By your powers combine, I am asleep!

KittyBakeOven: I got it the first time. D:
Auto response from ManiacLlama86: By your powers combine, I am asleep!

KittyBakeOven: This is harassment!
Auto response from ManiacLlama86: By your powers combine, I am asleep!

KittyBakeOven: nsdfjklnslk
ManiacLlama86: you're harrassment!
KittyBakeOven: So is your face!
Auto response from ManiacLlama86: By your powers combine, I am asleep!

KittyBakeOven: jhdfklas!
Auto response from ManiacLlama86: By your powers combine, I am asleep!

KittyBakeOven: >_O
Auto response from ManiacLlama86: By your powers combine, I am asleep!

I hate Trillian.

Should I make this friends only? Close friends only? IDK. It goes with my New Year's Resolution.

I sacrificed Pat to the dark lord

2005-12-22T04:01:58Z

Oh Great Cthulhu!

I have been an extremely busy devotee this year.

In April, I burnt my copy of the Necronomicon (-75 points). In October, I defiled the grave of that traitor, Lovecraft (90 points). In August, I visited my relatives in Innsmouth (100 points). In June, I rescued rukis_croax from being sacrificed (-200 points). When the stars were right, I sacrificed derkaderka_derk to Cthulhu (500 points). In September, I wore an Elder Sign (-10 points).

In short, I have been very good (405 points) and deserve to get hooked up with one of those cute Innsmouthers.

Your humble and obedient servant,
retrodreamer

Submit your own plea to Cthulhu!

Livejournal rape, call the fuzz!

2005-12-20T20:57:34Z

OMG

Pina Colada yougurt.

Life is good.

Dance, Dance

2005-12-20T19:42:15Z

So, past few days, I've been watching movies, but only about halfway, three-quarters way through. I'm thinking the whole short-attention span deal is getting worse.

I love Bobby-dog. He's the best dog in the world. Considering I don't really like big dogs, this is a miracle. OF NATURE? Very probably.

It's almost lunchtime. I think I'm gonna try that instant soup stuff in the closet. Wish me luck.

OHH APATHY. Even in my favorite season, you strike me down. You bastard, you. But alas, I cannot resist your charms. <3 Not caring has its benefits, afterall.

...

I should get back to work on the Nutcracker pic I was doing.

My boyfriend Jesus

2005-12-19T05:22:28Z

Went to Owen's play at his church today. Pardon the pun, but GOD. If it weren't for the fact that Owen was in it (And he did a very nice job), I would've walked out. Simply because it physically hurt to be there. I dunno, it just happens whenever I go into a church. Not that I don't believe in Jesus. I do. It's just the utter and complete acceptance. I mean, I'm all for Jesus, sure, but I'm equally accepting of other religions, too. Still, the old guys shouting "amen!" every 5 seconds was only amusing the first 10 times.

But I digress.

I am physically exhausted from shopping yesterday. I feel accomplished.

Should I make this a more exclusive journal? Leave me your thoughts.

Domo Arigatou?

2005-12-18T03:02:56Z

I went shopping today. This made me happy inside.

I saw a really lame t-shirt. Had a guitar with "I ruv lock and loll" on it. You know, I know Asians that speak better English than the Communist bastards that made that t-shirt. I thought that should be said.

I fell in love with a pair of Converses today. I still don't know why I didn't get them. School-ish colors? Oh well, maybe it's for the best. Even though they were only $20, asjdkal.

Also went to Victoria's Secret for the first time. It was kind of a let-down, they didn't have any of the cool clothes I saw in their catalog. And I'm too cheap to buy their underwear.

I think my New Year's Resolution will be to be more honest with people. Blunt, even. It won't make me many friends, sure, but I think I have a decent number of them as is. I'll live.

I don't know who got me that scarf. This scares me. Not that I actually, y'know, got it. But Amazon does tell me this has occured. I fervently await its arrival.

http://www.frozenreality.co.uk/comic/bunny/index.php?id=464 <-- CONSPIRACY?

If you have pics of me, email them to h.m.lambert@gmail.com It would make me all glowy inside.

And stoof?

I need to make new icons.

Babies?

2005-12-15T01:26:42Z

http://www.threadless.com/product/373/Time_Fades

If someone got me that tshirt, I would seriously have their babies. 5,000,000 of them. Holy crap.

I have reindeer antlers. :D I don't want to do the band thing tomorrow! D:

I gave James a box of chocolate and he was a happy boy. :D

OH! Someone got me the scarf I wanted off Amazon. It says it was purchased, and this makes me INSANELY excited.

I want vacation to happen NOW. I need to escape certain people...

Oh, and a letter:

Dear people of earth, especially band kids:

If you're upset with me, or have a problem with me, or don't like me in general, please tell me to my face. Don't bitch about it to your little friends, it will come back to me. Don't bottle it up, you'll just become more irritable. Don't email me about it, or tell your little friends to tell me through the grapevine. Grow some balls, and stand up to me. At the very least, you'll earn a little respect. If you think trashtalking will get you somewhere, go ahead and try. I have a wide circle of friends who will knock rumors down like a wasted Jenga game. Seriously. Maybe I'll even stop whatever it is that's grating on you like a steel-wire brush. Fact is, bitching behind my back will get you nowhere, unless you like the lily-livered approach. What have we learned?

1. Grow some balls
2. Stand up to me
and
3. Maybe something good will come of it

At the very least, you'll get an answer.

Hugs and kisses,

Hannako

BTW, since when is Fall Out Boy emo?!

Brilliance is Realized

2005-11-04T06:43:59Z

So.

Today, in the middle of US History, I had an outright and complete epiphany.

I want to be like Theodore Roosevelt.

Yes, he's a Republican, and I heart the Democrats, but, I mean, he was also a progressive. Just look at the guy. He's like, the ultimate leader. He did stuff for the people. He made a difference. And, IDK. Suddenly, I wanna run this whole DM thing TR-style. All alive and stuff. I'm just suddenly in the mood to DO stuff. Y'know? Seriously. I want to make a difference. Maybe band, maybe the world. All because of Theodore Roosevelt.

ALSO: New uniforms next year! DM uniform will be all black AND with a cape. This means Hannako gets to be the ultimate emo band kid! Haha, jk. I'll just be amazingly good-looking in it. Like you wouldn't believe. I'll miss my white pants though, and their extremely uncomfy clips. OHH CLIPS.

I think I'm going to quit Chamber Choir. Because Allen fails at life.

This is not about love
I am not in love
In fact I can't stop
Falling
Out...

DAY 1: THE JOURNEY BEGINS

2005-07-18T00:54:50Z

So, uh, I'm in Oregon right now. After I passed the "Welcome to Oregon" sign, I started screaming explicits out the window. Man, do I hate Oregon. Still, got a lanyard thingy, binder, key to room~ My roommate brought fans! This brings me joy. Sadly, they're not feeding us tonight. Bastards! Oh, and, uh, no one told me it's actually required to bring a swimsuit. >_> I'm gonna have to fake this one somehow.

ANYWAY, nothing else to say. UPDATES TOMORROW!

retrodreamer @ 2005-07-07T23:16:00

2005-07-08T06:31:53Z

Two in the morning, at the railroad crossing, I carried my telescope,
a radio tied to my belt...guess there won't be rain tonight.
You came two minutes later, with a ridiculous ammount of things

Shall we start our star gazing? We searched for a comet.
It was enough just trying not get swallowed by the deep darkness,
that day I went to hold your shivering hand.

We peered through the telescope to see something that we couldn't see.
Many voices came out, cutting through the silence.
Tomorrow is calling out to us, but we hardly answered.
We chased after this comet called the "present".

One day we find that we're searching so hard for something;
The definition of happiness, the place we left sadness;
We'll be searching from the day we're born 'til we die.

Come, shall we begin, our star gazing? We searched for a comet
I remember everything we've found til now;
The pain of being unable to hold your shivering hand...

We looked through the telescope to know what we didn't know
I looked for a faint light that could illuminate the darkness.
I still remembered the pain I felt from doing so;
Now I'm chasing after this comet called the "present" on my own,

The taller I get the more I have to tell you;
Those adress-less letters have piled so high they're likely to fall over.
A few worries but I'm ok.
I just remembered one thing actually...
That day, it rained contrary to the weather forecast,
On which I couldn't hold your trembling hand.

Peeking through the telescope to overlook the things I could see
I ran through the darkness and silence on my way home
I still am suported by the pain I feel in doing so.
Now I'm chasing after this comet called the "present" on my own.
peering through the telescope, I tried to meet you again
and at 2 in the morning like before, I run to the railroad crossing
shall we begin, star gazing... even if you don't come after two minutes
we'll chase this comet called the "present" together.

I <3 this song, it's actually Japanese, but whatever.

Oogh~

2005-06-25T07:39:41Z

Parade tomorrow! People not in it should show up, it'd be awesome. We're number 9 in the parade, meaning that we'll be coming up right after all the dignitaries. That = Frickin' awesome. Show yo' faces!

My side is a giant sore mass of pain. -______- I'm thinkin' it's from directing, so I've got some magnets on it now. Kinda randomly interesting:

James: Wanna direct?
Hannako: Uh, not really.
James: Why not?
Hannako: I can barely move my left arm, too sore from directing before.
James: ...but I don't wanna direct either. >_> (Note: Fitness centers will kill you.)

DMs = Lazy pansies XD We ended up each using one hand to direct, worked pretty well. With our powers combined...! Yeah.

YAY getting CD. Victory~!

Wanna try out for that play times a lot. But if it conflicts with Madrigal Feaste...ew. I don't even want to contemplate my grade in that class. I know already I can't go to Europe, DM camp comes first. -____- Oh well. One day I'll go on my own time...yeah. When I'm freakin' rich and famous, beeches. I might not do Chamber senior year, DM's gonna be full-time then...ah, band.

I think being on broadway would make me happy. I could totally do that. Even though the majority involves anorexic white girl sopranos. Sopranos. There are no words. >_<

Okay, I'm gonna sleep now. PARADE! Be there, or be sqaure. Like a PC. Losers.

retrodreamer @ 2005-06-24T15:32:00

2005-06-24T22:32:49Z

Hunting and Fishing Magazine Presents…

Reeds and Mouthpieces: How to Bag a Woodwind Player

Piccolo Players
Identifiable by its shrill, toneless call, the Piccolo Player is considered a dangerous pest in most locations, where it is usually an invader taking over Flautist territory. Thus they are very dangerous, as they are normally found near residential complexes, and know no fear of humans.
Piccolo Players are a threat to all breeds of musicians, Woodwinds, Brass and Strings alike. Most Musicians will flee just when hearing their cry. The most effective way to lure a Piccolo Player into your sights is to reproduce their shrill call with a whistle or by scraping a knife down a chalkboard. The best place for a clear shot is usually from the ground- Piccolo Players normally have their noses up in the air, so are good at spotting tree stands.

Flautists
Though more popularly known as pets, wild Flautists are a staple for many beginning Musician hunters. Flautists are herding animals and are rarely seen without at least two others of their species nearby. They are easily identifiable through their long, silver instruments, stylish name-brand clothing, and blonde hair (do not be fooled: some brunette, raven and red mutations do exist, but are rare and usually domesticated).
Curious yet skittish, Flautists are attracted by shiny objects and shopping malls, both of which can be used as lures to separate them from their herd. The most effective way to hunt flautists is to lure them into a bear trap using a crumpled up piece of tinfoil, and then, once they are trapped, to club them to death with a nearby tree branch. This almost always works.

Clarinetists
All Woodwind players are difficult to bag, but Clarinetists can be among the most dangerous; especially if you go after the Big Game Prize- Principal Clarinetist.
Clarinetists, identifiable through proximity to others of their species, possess a hive mentality. Though there are several different breeds of Clarinetists in one hive, all of them are efficient, normally pleasant drones. They unquestioningly follow the orders of Principal Clarinetist, who possibly has telepathy. Their loyalty is unflagging and they are especially dangerous, even psychotic, when defending their home territory and leader.
An experienced hunter needs to carefully examine the local area before attempting to bag a Clarinetist. They are not dangerous individually, but attack in droves if they feel their territory is threatened, so make sure you have a place to retreat to if necessary. If you plan to attempt to bag the Principal Clarinetist, the following items are a necessity: anti-telepathy helmet, machine gun, written will. And remember- Do NOT make eye contact!

Soprano/Alto Saxophonists
Do not be swayed by their small size and shiny keys; Soprano and Alto Saxophonists are among the most vicious pack animals found in the musician kingdom. In order to bag either of these Saxophonists, a hunter needs to have eyes in the back of his head. Where there is one Saxophonist, at least two more lurk nearby, ready to attack as soon as they feel guard has been let down.
Soprano and Alto Saxophonists are known for encroaching on other Woodwinds’ territory and plundering what they find there.

Tenor Saxophonists
Though very similar to other Saxophonists in appearance and call, the subtle differences- lower timbre, change of key and gracefully curved neck- clearly set the Tenor Saxophonists apart.
A primarily aquatic creature, Tenor Saxophonists are playful, deceptively dangerous creatures that will probably accidentally kill you. If you encounter one in the wild, it is probably safest to stay out of their way. Hunting from a tree stand is highly recommended, as it will both give you a bird’s eye view of the area and keep you out of the way of any Tenor Saxophonists blundering past. For efficiency, set up your stand in a clearing by a river or lake.

Baritone Saxophonists
Though not normally dangerous, Baritone Saxophonists know no fear and thus would sooner charge you than flee from you. These titans of the woodlands are usually found following around an Alto Saxophonist or a Tenor Saxophonist, but are almost never seen with another of their kind.
Baritone Saxophonists’ low, distinctive call can be heard for miles, and is usually used as a territorial device to keep others of their species from encroaching. It also scares dogs.
Use food to lure a Baritone Saxophonist within your sights- they cannot resist pizza or something with mold growing on less that 30% of it.

Oboists
Oboists are solitary and extremely territorial creatures. Though initially appearing startled when encountering another of their kind, they will soon begin circling each other and playing high notes to show off. Prior to physical fighting, they will brandish their reeds at each other in a final attempt to scare off the opponent. If this does not work, and they do not decide to go out for pasta instead, violence usually ensues.
Oboists are best identified by the bag full of reeds, cane, string, tools, polishing cloths, brushes, beeswax, cigarette paper and metronome they carry around with them at all times. All Oboists can be found with a tuner- be careful never to get between an Oboist and its tuner; violence always ensues.
When hunting for Oboists, finding them is the only real problem. Since they rarely pay attention to their surroundings, once you find them, the rest should be simple, unless you miss, in which case violence probably ensues.

English Horn Players
The proud English Horn Player can be recognized by its flashy colored thread, usually obnoxiously bright, and weird-looking instrument. It is currently on the endangered species list, teetering near extinction. However, in the days when English Horn Players roamed free on the plains, they were often caught and pitted against hungry dogs in blood sports. The results were gambled on, and many a dog and English Horn Player were killed or left to die. That, as well as the deforestation of their cane meadows, led to a sharp decline in population.
However, if you do encounter an English Horn Player in the wild, be careful. Make no sudden movements, and by all means do not make eye contact. They are a proud breed, and usually grow out their nails, so a direct encounter with one may be fatal.

Bassoonists
The distinctive, easily identifiable Bassoonist is rarely found in the wild. Primarily herbivorous, they use their long instruments to pull down leaves from the highest branches. Though usually a solitary breed, Bassoonists will occasionally and only temporarily travel in small clans of two to five, usually for safety. They travel through all musician’s territory and are usually quite well tolerated, probably because the Bassoonist also eats human flesh.
When hunting a Bassoonist, the element of surprise is key. Bassoonists are clever creatures that have learned how to throw rocks and swing branches. Like the Baritone Saxophonist, they can be lured within range by food, though the are slightly more picky and no more than 20% mold content is acceptable.

BROADWAY BINGE

2005-06-24T06:27:56Z

http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B00000DT8E/ref=pd_ecc_rvi_1/002-2271763-7528800

$6...if someone ever got me that, they'd be MY FREAKIN' HERO. Seriously. "Home" makes my heartstrings wanna sing, it's just that beautiful of a song. I LOVE MY MUSIC.

Sadly, uh, no one loves me. Pissed off a few saxophones, not the usual suspects for once, for trying to SAVE THEM SOME EFFORT. Whatever. I dislike people doing stuff for me when unnecessary, and that includes MY JOB. It makes me wanna make dramatic hand gestures. Like so! *gesture gesture* Wasting time + not doing what Mr. Brennan told them to do = Hannako is a cranky wo-man. At least there's pizza tomorrow. YEAH, ALL YOU BAND KIDS NOT MARCHING WITH US. PIZZA. RAWR!

Teresa's totally coming over tomorrow so I can teach her some marching stuff plus teach her the music. X3 I heart my precious lady-trumpet! It's gonna be totally rawkin', provided I wake up early enough so I DON'T SMELL LIKE A CARIBOU.

Nothing else to report on. Went to Value village. Goldfish! The guinea pigs made me laugh. "Vree?"

"If you were gaaaay...that'd be okaaaay...I mean cuz hey! I like you aaaanywaaay...because you seee...if it were meeee...I would feel freeee...! To say I'm gay. (But I'm not gay!)"

Puppets are beginning to scare me.

But that's okay.

Wait.

o_O

BTW: David, here's list of CDs I have on my computer, pick out the ones you want:

Lola Ray "You don't know me"
Robert W. Smith "Inchon"
Stan Kenton & his Orchestra "Live at Redlands"
The Arcade Fire "Funeral"
The Killers "Hot Fuss"
Beck "Guero"
Hot Hot Heat "Elevator"
The Shins "Oh, Inverted World"
The Shins "Chutes too Narrow"

I'll probably toss together some mixes, too.

The blinding light!

2005-06-23T05:20:52Z

Oogh. Sister's 6th grade-thingy. Turns out I missed a test. Crap. Tomorrow! But yeah. Kept falling asleep. Finally cast all sentient thought from my brain and managed to stay away, though glazed over like a doughnut.

Rehersal. homgz. James had me direct while he looked for music. This is basically what happened:

James: Hey, wanna direct?

Hannako:

Pretty much, yeah. But I did! Not very well, I might add. -______- Partly me, but percussion wouldn't follow. Davie would never let that happen. ;o; Return to me~

Marching around the track was okay, had to get some people on step, and the backline was...interesting. XD Adam sat on me later and proceeded to strangle me, screaming, "you never mentioned the marching!" At least it's not hot out. ._. Yet. Oh well. Worst part, however, was Wallis cornering James and I, and proceeding to berate us about how we didn't help her sister and how we're stressing the marching too much. I just pointed out that I can't see everything, and James pointed out that she should've said something, if it was that bad. I felt bad, the poor girl was crying. ^_^;; But I mean, she seemed to be doing fine to me, to be honest. And it's not like you can't ask for help. She was far from doing badly. But Wallis...>_< I think I'm gonna have to learn to not let people control me. I think that's gonna be my biggest problem. Tomorrow will be better, I hope. WITH MORE PEOPLE! ;o; I guess I've finally realized why Wayne was always so stressed. But, Mr. Brennan is here to assist~ I heart that boy, dunno why I've never talked to him before. He's such a card. XD And nice. I'm going to enjoy working with him. Just, uh, gotta watch out for that cheese. >_> NOT SAFE, I SAY!

Blah, clean again~ And now, stuff!

retrodreamer @ 2005-06-21T22:06:00

2005-06-22T05:21:08Z

Billy Corgan: Billy Corgan, Smashing Pumpkins.
Homer Simpson: Homer Simpson, smiling politely.

Milo: Just once, I would like to hear you scream, in pain.
Hallenbeck: Play some rap music.

Mrs. Tarantino: Are you the police?
Elwood Blues: No, ma'am. We're musicians.

Charmed, I'm sure

2005-06-22T03:40:31Z

Writing away~

So, spent yesterday with Ben, Maggie, and Sarah aka Hero on ZE CLARINET. Too bad my face is doing weird things now. RANDOM PAIN.

Cleaning the band room sucked today. Because, uh, choir people can't move a frickin' laptop and sort their music elsewhere. At least the band room is cleaner than normal.

Went to MW. Some of the teachers get annoyed by me, I think. But oh well.

Umm nothing else worth mentioning.

WRITING AWAY~

retrodreamer @ 2005-06-19T12:26:00

2005-06-19T20:12:48Z

ICON SHOWDOWN:
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Vote for the top 3 that you think I should use.

DEATH FROM ABOVE

2005-06-19T17:12:10Z

So, uh, my cat just tried to jump on my lap. Unfortunately, my cat is not exactly young, and so she nearly TORE MY LEG APART.

Now I'm bleeding a bit much for khakis. ;o; Hopefully I'll heal up soon. THE BLEEDING. IT OFFENDS ME.