Saturday evening, after a long absence
Apr. 7th, 2007 11:47 pm[Note: I wrote this before I went out, and... apparently forgot to hit post. I r smrt.]
God, I slept so much yesterday, and it was awesome. On top of the Pet Circus, the Lovely Emily pointed out that certain conditions of my polycystic ovarian whatthehell mean that I'm probably not getting enough iron, which would explain a lot of my fatigue right there. Meanwhile, the pups spent the day at the vet, getting bathed and checked-up upon, and it turns out that they have both fleas and worms (and are now de-bothed). Today I woke up after even more sleep to a wonderfully sunny, freezing-cold day; I'm going out tonight,* and I have plenty of money; tomorrow's Easter, and there will be tons of chocolate; and I swear to you, I can't stop smiling. I mean, just in a quiet to-myself kind of way, but even Sister Girl noticedand thought it was weird. And it's not that I'm never happy--I laugh a lot, and I'm easily amused. But I don't know that I can remember waking up with this kind of inexplicable glee before. My family would think I'm on drugs, except that they can't figure out what kind.
* The results of the out-going were that a small group of us had dinner at--On the Border? Over the Border? A Border was involved, I know that much--and I had the first drink I'd had in a long time. Like maybe more than a year, due to my cautiousness regarding my meds. And by "drink" I mean "several refills from the margarita pitcher." Apparently not drinking from a straw makes a huge difference, because this time I barely felt it at all. And then we went and saw The Lookout.
I've also been reading a lot of Jane Austen this week, for no particularly good reason, except that maybe Pride and Prejudice happened to be on HBO one morning while I was dogsitting. Maybe this has contributed to my mood? I don't know, except that I have very strong urges to use phrases like "monstrous pretty" and "excessively fond" all of a sudden. If you're like me, and I know I am, you will also enjoy The Republic of Pemberley, as pointed out to me by
redcoast, where they have annotations of some of the Austen novels and all kinds of interesting things, including reprints of Austen's own letters ("At the bottom of Kingsdown Hill we met a gentleman in a buggy, who, on minute examination, turned out to be Dr. Hall -- and Dr. Hall in such very deep mourning that either his mother, his wife, or himself must be dead"). I spent way too much time browsing there last night. Enjoy.
("You express so little anxiety about my being murdered under Ash Park Copse by Mrs. Hulbert's servant, that I have a great mind not to tell you whether I was or not.")
What linkspam I have on hand:
Couple fights to name baby 'Metallica.'
Belief in Reincarnation Tied to Memory Errors.
Keith Richards snorted his father's ashes, mixing them up with cocaine. There's pretty much only one possible response to this article, and it's Oh, Keef. Really, it's more a matter of what Keith Richards hasn't snorted at this point, and "things that were too big to fit up his nose anyway" don't count.
Short Ends: Keith Richards: 'I Did Not Snort My Father.' Okay, now I'm just disappointed.
From psammead: Sydney Pollack plans film about 2000 US election.
From Annie: "The official Blades of Glory music video, as performed by Bo Bice in a powder blue tuxedo and featuring cameos by Will Ferrell and Jon Heder."
Librarians to signover firstborns no-tell clauses in exchange for Harry Potter 7.
Sanjaya's 'Idol' run not India's fault.
Sean Connery still considering "Indiana Jones 4" role. Apparently he hasn't acted since 2003. Of course, I can see how LXG might put you off appearing in public for a while.
Moonbase [Your Username Here]: "You are walking through a chrome armoury. The base's computer alerts you to hed pastede on yay."
And in the spirit of the season: Peeps for Passover.

God, I slept so much yesterday, and it was awesome. On top of the Pet Circus, the Lovely Emily pointed out that certain conditions of my polycystic ovarian whatthehell mean that I'm probably not getting enough iron, which would explain a lot of my fatigue right there. Meanwhile, the pups spent the day at the vet, getting bathed and checked-up upon, and it turns out that they have both fleas and worms (and are now de-bothed). Today I woke up after even more sleep to a wonderfully sunny, freezing-cold day; I'm going out tonight,* and I have plenty of money; tomorrow's Easter, and there will be tons of chocolate; and I swear to you, I can't stop smiling. I mean, just in a quiet to-myself kind of way, but even Sister Girl noticed
* The results of the out-going were that a small group of us had dinner at--On the Border? Over the Border? A Border was involved, I know that much--and I had the first drink I'd had in a long time. Like maybe more than a year, due to my cautiousness regarding my meds. And by "drink" I mean "several refills from the margarita pitcher." Apparently not drinking from a straw makes a huge difference, because this time I barely felt it at all. And then we went and saw The Lookout.
I've also been reading a lot of Jane Austen this week, for no particularly good reason, except that maybe Pride and Prejudice happened to be on HBO one morning while I was dogsitting. Maybe this has contributed to my mood? I don't know, except that I have very strong urges to use phrases like "monstrous pretty" and "excessively fond" all of a sudden. If you're like me, and I know I am, you will also enjoy The Republic of Pemberley, as pointed out to me by
("You express so little anxiety about my being murdered under Ash Park Copse by Mrs. Hulbert's servant, that I have a great mind not to tell you whether I was or not.")
What linkspam I have on hand:
Couple fights to name baby 'Metallica.'
Belief in Reincarnation Tied to Memory Errors.
Keith Richards snorted his father's ashes, mixing them up with cocaine. There's pretty much only one possible response to this article, and it's Oh, Keef. Really, it's more a matter of what Keith Richards hasn't snorted at this point, and "things that were too big to fit up his nose anyway" don't count.
Short Ends: Keith Richards: 'I Did Not Snort My Father.' Okay, now I'm just disappointed.
From psammead: Sydney Pollack plans film about 2000 US election.
From Annie: "The official Blades of Glory music video, as performed by Bo Bice in a powder blue tuxedo and featuring cameos by Will Ferrell and Jon Heder."
Librarians to sign
Sanjaya's 'Idol' run not India's fault.
Sean Connery still considering "Indiana Jones 4" role. Apparently he hasn't acted since 2003. Of course, I can see how LXG might put you off appearing in public for a while.
Moonbase [Your Username Here]: "You are walking through a chrome armoury. The base's computer alerts you to hed pastede on yay."
And in the spirit of the season: Peeps for Passover.
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Date: 2007-04-08 05:58 am (UTC)I'll just be over here alone, enjoying that movie. Peta Wilson and that dude that managed to not suck in Queen of the Damned were campy good fun.
I'm also alone enjoying The Fountain.
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Date: 2007-04-08 05:59 am (UTC)Ah hah. I wondered if it wasn't something like that -- you've been tired for a very long time now. Anyhow, glad you got up and out of the house. Is your moneyed status connected to a new contract, by chance?
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Date: 2007-04-08 06:24 am (UTC)I'd say that I am also with you on The Fountain, but I have not seen it yet.
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Date: 2007-04-08 06:25 am (UTC)I have been fangirling Supernatural so much that my first thought was, "Dean Winchester has gone mad."
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Date: 2007-04-08 06:36 am (UTC)His character was so of the period, and not from the part of the graphic novel that I read; so, just a delightful surprise, as was the over-the-top adventure of the story.
The Fountain is non-linear and unusual, and Hugh Jackman's performance made me sob in the theatre. I'm not sure why people hated it so much. It's only 97 minutes long, so it's not a vast chunk of life that can never be reclaimed.
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Date: 2007-04-08 06:41 am (UTC)Sadly, that info was screamed in forums on the Internet over 24 hours before the release, and then people who'd been spoiled had to wail & gnash their teeth in their blog ... and I wound up accidentally spoiled for HBP the way I got spoiled (via e-mail) for OoTP.
I'm getting offline in early June. I've been looking forward to the final book since 1999.
People yakked online about Serenity's spoilers four months before it was released. I actually enjoy being surprised in storytelling, but the Internet is not my friend in this aspect.
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Date: 2007-04-08 06:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-08 06:57 am (UTC)I did, too.
I put it down early on ... probably just after Mina almost gets raped just for being a woman in the middle east, which felt like the author's usual "Oh, it's not that I need to write about violating women so often, it's just the period, doncha know."
Considering that travel memoir of the nineteeth century is full of women who traveled widely, respecting local customs, and not flailing about like girls, I wasn't interested in anything else Alan Moore had to say.
But then, I avoided that Keira Knightley Pride and Prejudice flick because I've already seen enough versions of Wuthering Heights.
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Date: 2007-04-08 06:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-08 07:18 am (UTC)Angie
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Date: 2007-04-08 07:27 am (UTC)Which, for the record, I loved.
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Date: 2007-04-08 07:40 am (UTC)Which, for the record, I loved.
And that film is very different in tone from the source material, as is The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen from it's paper rendition.
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Date: 2007-04-08 07:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-08 07:43 am (UTC)As are elements in Dracula, The Invisible Man, The Picture of Dorian Grey, and the Alan Quartermain adventures -- so, that's a match for me.
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Date: 2007-04-08 07:46 am (UTC)That being said, with all the crazy possiblities someone could tell me the night before the book comes out that Harry finds out he's actually the lovechild of Hagrid and Moody and I'd probably believe it.
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Date: 2007-04-08 01:38 pm (UTC)Imagine my shock.