It's titled "Peep Wars".
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Peeps
Before I start, I must set you few blog readers straight.
What I am talking about in today's post is not actually the oh-so-yummy treat, but in fact a book...
Peeps, by Scott Westerfeld is a vampire story which is different than most.
It's fiction novel about vampires, explained by scientific information, mixed with a mystery, and has a bit of romance splashed in.
When I found the book, I had already read some of the author's other work (So Yesterday, and The Midnighters), and so I was thrilled that he had a book about vampires.
And when I actually recieved the book and read it, I was not disappointed.
To me, Peeps really stands out in a time where a lot of vampire stories come out bland and unoriginal.
So...you may be wondering, why exactly is the book called Peeps?
Well, in the book, all of the "vampires" in the world are called "parasite positives", or, when their title is abreviated, they are just called "Peeps". Get it now?
So...I would explain the whole plot, but I'm lazy tonight, seeing as I had a long day of camp. So...you'll just have to find out what happens in the book by yourself....by actually reading it!
What I am talking about in today's post is not actually the oh-so-yummy treat, but in fact a book...
Peeps, by Scott Westerfeld is a vampire story which is different than most.
It's fiction novel about vampires, explained by scientific information, mixed with a mystery, and has a bit of romance splashed in.
When I found the book, I had already read some of the author's other work (So Yesterday, and The Midnighters), and so I was thrilled that he had a book about vampires.
And when I actually recieved the book and read it, I was not disappointed.
To me, Peeps really stands out in a time where a lot of vampire stories come out bland and unoriginal.
So...you may be wondering, why exactly is the book called Peeps?
Well, in the book, all of the "vampires" in the world are called "parasite positives", or, when their title is abreviated, they are just called "Peeps". Get it now?
So...I would explain the whole plot, but I'm lazy tonight, seeing as I had a long day of camp. So...you'll just have to find out what happens in the book by yourself....by actually reading it!
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Listen
Music.
Most everyone likes it.
So why shouldn't the blog have it?
Yes, if you head to the right hand corner of the blog you shall find the new "What I'm Listening To..." box.
There lies a playlist of some songs I like.
And, unlike some other music you can put on blogs, this kind is pausable. And fast-forward-able!
So...check it out!
Maybe there is something on the list that you like...
Most everyone likes it.
So why shouldn't the blog have it?
Yes, if you head to the right hand corner of the blog you shall find the new "What I'm Listening To..." box.
There lies a playlist of some songs I like.
And, unlike some other music you can put on blogs, this kind is pausable. And fast-forward-able!
So...check it out!
Maybe there is something on the list that you like...
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Curse you, soda!
ARGH!
I have sugar freeze.
Or....brain sugar?
Or...sugar brain?
Well, whatever it is, all I know is that it sucks.
Ugh.
After today, and the whole brain-sugar-ouchfest, I think I shall vow to never drink an A&W Cream Soda ever again.
Really.
Although I still can't figure out how it happened, since the can I drank was "diet".
Huh.
Well, A&W, I guess you've now got some explaining to do to a very exhausted girl who's not so lovin' the brain-sugar-thing...
I have sugar freeze.
Or....brain sugar?
Or...sugar brain?
Well, whatever it is, all I know is that it sucks.
Ugh.
After today, and the whole brain-sugar-ouchfest, I think I shall vow to never drink an A&W Cream Soda ever again.
Really.
Although I still can't figure out how it happened, since the can I drank was "diet".
Huh.
Well, A&W, I guess you've now got some explaining to do to a very exhausted girl who's not so lovin' the brain-sugar-thing...
Sunday, May 27, 2007
What's So Wrong With Werewolves?
A week ago I had one of the weirdest dreams in the history of my life. It was even weirder than my one dream where my school looks like Hogwarts and I'm a witch. (Don't ask. I'll explain later...)
This one starred my little sister. Sounds pretty normal, huh?
Well, in this dream, my sister just happened to be a werewolf, and she was chasing me around the city and trying to kill me!
But...that wasn't the end of the weirdness.
Also in this dream, I happened to own a magical pair of pants, which if I could put them on I could shape-shift into any person in the world.
And then, at one point of the dream I actually did get the pants on and I turned into that guy from Heroes, Milo Ventimiglia. (Do I have a star-crush, or what?)
So my sister kept following me around, and then the dream ended with my sister chasing me into a department store and I running into a changing-room. Inside, I desperately tried to get the pants on while trying to defend myself from her clawed hands.
So...
Even now, two weeks later, I am still majorly freaked out that I dreamed this. But, I think I've figured out why I did.
Right before I went to sleep that night, I was reading Blood and Chocolate, a book that stars werewolves (that explains my very hairy little sis), and that afternoon I was mad at my sister for something that she did (that explains her trying to kill me). I had also watched Heroes that day, (and that explains the me turning into Milo Ventimiglia part). The magical pants thing? I have no idea where that came from....
This one starred my little sister. Sounds pretty normal, huh?
Well, in this dream, my sister just happened to be a werewolf, and she was chasing me around the city and trying to kill me!
But...that wasn't the end of the weirdness.
Also in this dream, I happened to own a magical pair of pants, which if I could put them on I could shape-shift into any person in the world.
And then, at one point of the dream I actually did get the pants on and I turned into that guy from Heroes, Milo Ventimiglia. (Do I have a star-crush, or what?)
So my sister kept following me around, and then the dream ended with my sister chasing me into a department store and I running into a changing-room. Inside, I desperately tried to get the pants on while trying to defend myself from her clawed hands.
So...
Even now, two weeks later, I am still majorly freaked out that I dreamed this. But, I think I've figured out why I did.
Right before I went to sleep that night, I was reading Blood and Chocolate, a book that stars werewolves (that explains my very hairy little sis), and that afternoon I was mad at my sister for something that she did (that explains her trying to kill me). I had also watched Heroes that day, (and that explains the me turning into Milo Ventimiglia part). The magical pants thing? I have no idea where that came from....
Thursday, May 24, 2007
The "Blah" Book...
I like weird books. I do! I mean, it's no fun to read "normal" books, because they are usually very unimaginitive. Besides liking weird books, I'm also semi-morbid. (Yes, I'm ok with talking/watching/reading about death. I mean, everyone dies at some point of there life!).
So when I saw a book at the library called "The Death Collector" I thought it would be cool to read. So I got it (ignoring the dinosaur on it's cover, which I majorly regret now).
Well, it turned out to be the stupidest, most boring, unimaginative, predictable book I've read so far this year. The title was by far the best part. I mean, it started off at "ok.." but soon it veered down "blah" lane.
So...anyone out there who has read the book and actually liked it run, because I hate people who waste their time reading crap...
So when I saw a book at the library called "The Death Collector" I thought it would be cool to read. So I got it (ignoring the dinosaur on it's cover, which I majorly regret now).
Well, it turned out to be the stupidest, most boring, unimaginative, predictable book I've read so far this year. The title was by far the best part. I mean, it started off at "ok.." but soon it veered down "blah" lane.
So...anyone out there who has read the book and actually liked it run, because I hate people who waste their time reading crap...
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Baseball
Baseball is not my favorite sport. Sure, I really love the Sox (of the Boston Red variety), but even when I'm watching them it's hard to last through a ballgame. So that's why when I went to a game today (hmm...replace "went to" with "was forced to go to") I spent most of the time playing my DS.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. You could call it "ungrateful" or whatever. But isn't it better to spend time doing something you want to do than something you don't want to do? I mean, it's not like I just went there and didn't even give the game a try. I got something to eat and lasted a good length of time. Then I just got bored. "Poof!" There goes my baseball watching ability.
So if I get one comment (not likely seeing as no one ever comments on my blogs) about how I'm "ungrateful", you better expect my next post to be full with a whole lot ranting!
-Cait Summers
Yeah, yeah, yeah. You could call it "ungrateful" or whatever. But isn't it better to spend time doing something you want to do than something you don't want to do? I mean, it's not like I just went there and didn't even give the game a try. I got something to eat and lasted a good length of time. Then I just got bored. "Poof!" There goes my baseball watching ability.
So if I get one comment (not likely seeing as no one ever comments on my blogs) about how I'm "ungrateful", you better expect my next post to be full with a whole lot ranting!
-Cait Summers
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