From LittleLotteChoosesScorpian's Fanfiction.net Account:

LittleLotteChoosesScorpian says she got this off Wikipedia, but I couldn't find it when I searched for it myself. Anyway....

DEFINITION OF A "PHANTOM PHAN"

"A cult following has evolved around the story, with members calling themselves Phantom Phans. The most obsessive are those enthralled with Erik, but members can be fans of any of the characters. The most common way to spot one of these people is the way they manage to relate their everyday behavior to the story in some way, comparing their current life situation to some aspect of the story, or weaving their favorite character into the topic. Phans have been known to attend film showings in full costume -- though they hardly need that reason to don their capes and masks in public. And they often stop in their tracks at sight of masks, elaborate chandeliers, a new cover to the book, or even pipe organs. They may sing along if a Phantom-related song comes on over the speakers in a store or elevator. At least one Phan became so infatuated with the story that she legally changed her name to Christine Daaé. One website held a year-long competition as to who was the "Official Phantom Phan". The winner has kept that title as of 2006. Websites contain long lists of favored traits of the Phans themselves, Psychological/Medical breakdowns of the characters, comparisons of the book, play, and films, and news about the actors, along with copious fan fiction ("phan-phictions") Some "phictions" are alternate versions of the same story, and some simply use the setting and characters from The Phantom of the Opera as a launching station for their own storylines. Online Phantom forums have also blossomed over the internet connecting generations of "Phans." The growing number of Phans of The Phantom suggests that these are people who already were inclined to devote themselves to the arts, and many express great interest in other works focusing Gothic romanticism, the forgotten genius, or the damsel in macabre distress."

Awesome exchange in my house today...

This was a really random conversation I just experienced between my mom and my older brother Kevin. In reality I don't think anybody will really care about this, but whatever =D. Some of this is paraphrased.

My mom (upstairs): Kevin! You've had that Tylex next to the bathroom sink for weeks! Why did you never put it away?
Kevin (downstairs): Well, *I got lazyyyyyy!!*
My mom: So every day you failed to see it? Why do you keep it there?
Kevin: [smiles] So I won't get mildew on my face!!

Music Blurb: This Girl's Gonna Be BIG!!

Ever heard of Christina Perri? If not, you will soon. The way things are going, she's up to be the next Lady Gaga (but probably with a more conventional fashion sense). Like so many aspiring artists, she wound up in Los Angeles. But reality bites: many talented people who move to LA for fame and fortune don't get any. Christina ended up being a waitress at the Melrose Place Cafe, writing songs on her off time. But she was one of the lucky ones. One of her friends knew about her aspiration to be a recording artist and gave the demo of her song "Jar of Hearts" to Stacey Tookey, the choreographer for "So You Think You Can Dance". 


The rest is history. On June 30th, a new episode of SYTYCD aired...featuring a song from a complete unknown to millions! As you can predict, people went crazy for the Philadelphia native and her heartfelt breakup ballad. Christina's live performance of the song during the results episode upped her overnight popularity. Sales of the "Jar of Hearts" single skyrocketed; as of July 19th, 2010 it is #8 out of all the songs available on iTunes! Over 100,000 copies and counting have been sold, and as of yet, Christina Perri is still unsigned!

And hopefully it will happen soon, because this girl is chock-full of hidden talent. She is currently working on her independent-label EP, to be released in late summer.


So here it is for your listening pleasure, the one and only "Jar of Hearts"!


Youtube Link: Jar of Hearts (Full Song)

 

Okay, this is one thing that I really have to say...

Can you guys PLEASE stop with the comment spamming? Pretty please? I'm being quite nice about it even though it privately pisses me off. You leave lovely strings of Chinese characters that lead to an ellipsis that leads to websites I'd rather not look at. It's extremely annoying. And does what? You peeps are just wasting your time. Sad thing, really. So don't do it. Please and thank you.

Psalm 23 with Bush II

Advance apologies to any Republicans and fervent Bush supporters out there reading this. I advise that you skip this, because you won't like it. I just found this too hilarious and creative to leave to obscurity...

Taken from Yahoo! Answers (answers.yahoo.com):

"Bush is my shepherd; I dwell in want.
He maketh logs to be cut down in national forests.
He leadeth trucks into the still wilderness.
He restoreth my fears.
He leadeth me in the paths of international disgrace for his ego's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of pollution and war,
I will find no exit, for thou art in office.
Thy tax cuts for the rich and thy media control, they discomfort me.
Thou preparest an agenda of deception in the presence of thy religion.
Thou anointest my head with foreign oil.
My health insurance runneth out.
Surely megalomania and false patriotism shall follow me all the days of thy term,
And my jobless child shall dwell in my basement forever."

Update...x 3?!?

Once upon a time, I received an iPod nano 2G for Christmas. Whoohoo! Unfortunately, it got stolen or lost barely a year later, so I got myself a Nano 3G. You know, that fat squarish one. I secretly hated it to death and wanted to trash it, basically...and last December, finally ordered my dream iPod, a purple iPod Nano 4G with 8GB of storage. But because the new one has only about 1/2 the battery life of the old 3G (darn you, Apple), I ended up rotating between the two. 

I feel like such a rich b**ch to be saying this, but I think I'm going to need a new iPod. AGAIN. Yes, seriously. Both of my current 8GB iPods are actually closer to 7.3 GB, and at the rate I'm going I'll run out of space in a couple of months. I feel like such an ASS, especially because I just compared prices on Amazon and I found that the purple Nano 4G with 16GB actually cost less than what I paid for my purple Nano 4G 8GB. Seriously, I should have gotten the 16GB in the first place......

What on earth is happening?

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_dying_and_ignored

A homeless man died today in New York City.

That's great, RIP, move on.

No, hold it. There's more.

He died because he saved a stranger's life, sacrificing his own in the process.

How sad, how inspirational...that's great, RIP, move on.

Hold it, I'm not done yet.

He died because nobody had the heart to help him.

A couple starts to argue, It gets violent, homeless man intervenes to break it up, the husband turns the knife on homeless man and the three scatter afterward.

Homeless man collapses on the street from deep stab wounds to the chest and lays there unmoving for an hour. It's in the early morning, a good number of people pass by him on their way. Some of them stop, some of them stare, and all of them continue on their merry way without doing anything for him.

By the time someone finally feels like calling 9-1-1, too late. He's already dead. Martyred in the news without even asking to be.

No thanks to you fellow New Yorkers.

Say whatever you want...you didn't see him, you were too busy, you were late to work and couldn't help, whatever. But keep your excuses. I ask you this: if you saw him, sprawled out on the sidewalk in a strange way and unconscious, why did you ignore the part of your mind telling you that something was wrong? And even worse, if you're one of the people who stopped walking and stared at him, why did you continue without doing a darned thing? A 9-1-1 call takes only 3-4 minutes at the most. It's not a brainbusting thing to do and yet it could save an innocent life. 

A homeless person is not a leper. Maybe people didn't want to attract attention as the one person who stops and thinks and does something about an unconscious stranger on the street. Maybe they are wary of alcoholics and think he passed out from drinking too much. But the burning question is, whether the person is homeless, an alcoholic or a victim of stabbing, they need help. And they're people too, just like you lucky readers who have a home, are sober and are healthy. So, I ask you, NYC'ers who passed Hugo Alfredo Tale-Yax this early morning: 

Why didn't you help him?