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Today: Spent the morning rereading one of my favorite Victorian source books (Inside the Victorian Home), paying particular attention to the food served at formal dinners and the means of serving it, which at the beginning of the century was à la francaise, and then (from France, ironically) à la russe. Then went out for a burger. As you do.

Valerie and Emily, my roommates from college, and I have actually done a pretty good job of getting out and having lunch more often; today we went over to Five Guys. I had a small run of bad luck while I was there, though, because a guy who thought he was the funniest thing ever let Valerie go ahead of him. Then his girlfriend showed up, and he made a big deal out of Emily go ahead of them--"but you! You have to stay back here!" And I thought eventually he'd kind of go, "Naaaah, I'm kidding," and... he totally didn't. He even turned around one more time and said, in tones of deep self hilarity, "Remember, you have to stay back here!" I laughed through the whole thing, but I was extremely puzzled. And then, at the soda fountain whatever thing, I slipped and fell, because my day hadn't been awesome enough yet. ( You need a lawyer? he said )

But the weather was beautiful and the fries were good and Valerie's little boy is a charmer, so. And next week we will take him to the zoo! I bet you have NO IDEA what I'm going to take pictures of THERE.

Earlier this week: existential despair. ( Then I got better and revised a lot )

It's funny--there's something about January that gets me into a really dreamy mood. It happens automatically; about a week in (you know, like... right now) I look up and realize it's on me again. I think a lot of it comes from the pile of books I usually accrue from my birthday and Christmas--the latter half of December, bleeding over into January, is a great time to curl up and dive in. So when I got to college and my particular school had a one-month Janterm (that is, January term), it was perfectly suited to that feeling.

Because it was a liberal arts school, they encouraged us to ( Read more... )

Current Mood: contemplative

So. Stuff.

We all went out to New York Pizza for Valkyrie's birthday yesterday (I am slightly obsessed with their Fire Island Fajita pizza. IT COMES WITH SALSA!), and then we went to see The Lovely Emily's new house, which is awesome, although I think the first words out of my mouth were, "God, it's huge! --You got yourself a lotta pokeweed there." But it really is awesome (it has an entire Rock Band room).

Finally going to try to learn to knit. Knittinghelp.com is going to be my first stop. My first project is going to be a practice scarf with a bit of leftover yarn on which I can try out random techniques. More of a "scarf," really. I'd really like to knit Lyra a little knee-length pink cardigan, but... that's probably years away, in terms of knitting experience.

I think I have a cavity between two molars. Maybe it's just gum inflammation, but my hopes are not high. I have a dental cleaning appointment at the end of the month anyway, so... whatever.

Dying of cramps. You needed to know this, I'm sure. But at least when I say "I'm feeling really bad today," you'll know I don't mean it emotionally.

A few key linkspam items:

Ryan Reynolds Lands 'Green Lantern'! I'm going to be really interested to see how this does or does not affect his Deadpool movie. (However: congratulations, Green Lantern movie! You now get a tag.)

New Moon and Cameron!Avatar panels rescheduled to avoid riots; The Horrors of Comic-Con 2009: Saturday; GIRLS AT COMIC-CON! GET IN THE CAR.

First Look: Wes Anderson's Version of 'Fantastic Mr. Fox.'

'True Blood' gets truly great with new episode tonight.

"I am not a hero for turning you on, and neither is John Barrowman."

Fin.

Current Mood: nrrrrgh
Current Music: Angelfish (Shirley Manson) - Kimberly

First off, dollish news: Freakishly Lifelike Joker (With Extra Police Uniform) is available for pre-order and a January release! If you do want this, you may want to reserve yours now, because I think the previous version completely sold out.

THE LITTLEST BELLA IS IMMINENT. (Scroll to the end.) I am advised that she will be shipping next week, in fact. I think it'll take me a few entries to work her in, as I started planning for the worst (JULY, WTF), but I can adjust the story pretty quickly. (As previously mentioned, any and all spare Littlest Edwards will be used as doubles. I did the sorta-twin thing once; I don't think I can manage it again.)

MOAR DOLLS: My Little Ponies that might actually taste like candy; Tonner Warehouse Relocation Sale in NY; I have two things to say about the latest repaint here, and they are: 1) This is a very talented artist. 2) That shit ain't right. I don't even want to contemplate what the eventual owner might do with that.

A note about links to movie parodies, video and otherwise: I wanted to do Watchmen in Fifteen Minutes, but I never did because when I sat down, I just couldn't think of anything to say. And several weeks later, I realized it was because I had seen two or three really funny takes on the original book... so when I sat down to write, all that came to mind were their jokes. So from now on, I might link to parodies of movies I plan on writing about in the future if I happen to see them (the movie sites I watch often post them), but only for y'all to see them--if you specifically want me to watch them, well... it's not going to happen. I'm talking about parodies of things like X-Men/Wolverine, Star Trek, Terminator--all the summer movies, whichever if any I end up trying to write about, but also stuff later in the year. I mean, I'm sure parodists will eventually switch over from Twilight to New Moon, and I won't be able to look at those either. I barely look at them now, even the ones I link.

(I remember that I said to someone once that I couldn't read other people's parodies if I hadn't written my own yet, and whoever it was got really huffy about all the things I was "missing out on." You know what? If it's the only way I can keep doing my own thing, I'm pretty sure I'm okay with that sacrifice.)

( ACTUAL LINKSPAM )

Current Mood: full and sleepy

1) ¡¡MOAR SHOPPING!! And we are still desperately searching for things to give my stepfather.

2) I am still full from lunch at Cocina Superior, and I may never eat again. It's over at Brookwood--I believe it's From the People Who Brought You Superior Grill? So the margaritas there are also made with fresh lime juice and the salsa is excellent and the cheese dip is fantastic.

(No, I did not actually have a margarita. But I should have.)

3) Nothing kills your aisle-dancing buzz like the in-store music changing from Belinda Carlisle's "Mad About You" to Sarah McLachlan's "Angel." That song does not have a beat and you cannot dance to it.

(Yes, I am to a point now where I will dance and sing in public with minimal shame. But very quietly, so that if I run into another shopper I can easily downshift into Just Bopping Along with the Song mode. If I just look crazy in a quiet, absentminded, Luna Lovegood kind of way, I'm okay with that.)

4) ARRRRRGHHHHHH PBWIKI IS MAKING EVERYONE UPGRADE TO 2.0. (Technically I could have waited until February, but--why not go ahead and face the inevitable?) This means that everything will look a bit wonky until I straighten out the formatting. Apparently all my blockquoting is screwed now (THANKS, PBWIKI).

(Eh. Maybe this is my opportunity to go through and redo a lot of stuff in a more uniform style, the way I've wanted to for a while. And I will say, the new version is more WYSIWYG, easier to use, and doesn't involve code. But still, you know. I fear change. And all pages with Table of Contents codes have to be manually tweaked, I just realized, which is why some of the shortcut links aren't working at the moment.)

(I'm also looking into disabling the comment function on the wiki pages, because you know what? That is just one more thing I don't have the fortitude to deal with.)

5) And finally, word has come in from McRachel that she has, in fact, escaped the sucking void of the Aiport Dimension. Huzzah!

Current Mood: peaceful
Current Music: Belinda Carlisle, "Mad About You"

So McRachel, one of my college friends, now lives in New York but she comes down to visit at Christmas on her way home to Mississippi, so we were all excited about her coming to the Lovely Emily's birthday party Friday night, except that... her flight got delayed. Or canceled. Or both. Cancelayed. Something. And then she couldn't get in on Saturday, either. But Sunday! We will all have brunch on Sunday! And there will be other mutual friends there that I haven't kept in touch with but would like to get back in touch with and we will all learn the spirit of Christmas or mimosas or something and it will be awesome.

Em and I get to The Grill--formerly The Mill, down in Five Points--and no one is there. That's okay, maybe we're a little early. Em makes a couple of calls. Guess where McRachel is? Cincinnati, a friend tells us. She... she will not be coming to brunch. Apparently we are the last to hear about this, which is why no one else came. But it's eleven and I didn't have breakfast at all and Em just had ~~half a bagel with cream cheese and it wasn't even real cream cheese~~ some yogurt, so we are going to have lunchfast anyway, dammit.

So we dig into our biscuits and gravy and ham and eggs (this is how we brunch in the South) and discuss the party on Friday and Em's wedding dress and divers other subjects when hey! It's McRachel on the phone!

"I HAVE BEEN LIVING IN AIRPORTS FOR THREE DAYS," she says. "I AM WAITING ON A FLIGHT TO BIRMINGHAM AND WHEN I GET THERE I WILL GET STRAIGHT IN A CAR AND DRIVE THREE HOURS HOME."

"I'm going to mail your Christmas present to New York," I say, when Em hands the phone over to me. "It'll probably be there by the time you get back...?"

"OH GOOD."

"Yeah... hey, whatever doesn't kill you, right? It's an adventure."

"I FEEL LIKE AN ADVENTURER."

"See? Having adventures, looking for artifacts--your present kind of looks like an artifact, it'll be there when you get back..." And I make a mental note to tuck something extra in the package for her. I don't know what, but she sounds like she needs it.

("DID I TELL YOU THAT I SAW TWILIGHT?")

We wish her a safe trip and much ham. And then we fiddle around with our cheese grits until noon, at which point the restaurant can serve alcohol, so we can down a couple of mimosas in her honor.

This afternoon: ~* MOAR SHOPPING *~. Man, I am glad I had that mimosa.

Current Mood: desk-dancing
Current Music: MGMT, "Electric Feel"

I can say with great confidence that there will be no linkspam tonight, because I'm actually going out--the Lovely Emily's birthday is tomorrow, and her party is tonight (whee!). So... now you know.

Current Mood: festive

Long day, low blood sugar--tomorrow is Sister Girl's birthday (I told you December is a busy month chez Jones)--so the linkspam is somewhat compact. 'Cause I'm tired.

( In which I solve one of the great Twilight mysteries. Also, STEPHEN FRY NEEDS YOU )

Current Mood: exanimate

Confidential to a good friend of mine, since I don't want to jinx it by sending it myself:

Also, while I was at TV Tropes the other day, I noticed the Cloverfield page. The "Darwin" bit isn't actually attributed to me (and who knows, maybe I'm not the only person who came up with it), but it turning up there is yet another proud moment in my life.

( Twilight mini-spam )

( Beedle the Bard, Depp maybe for Riddler, Moar Montauk Monster )

Current Mood: chipper

All right, a bit of catch-up on the linkspam: ( Read more... )

Current Music: Danny Elfman, "The Little Things'

Oh my God, I'm so stiff. I hardly drank anything at all last night--a tiny glass of Riesling, a Bacardi mixer in the same glass (hey, it's recycling!), a plastic cup of champagne, and then two or three cups of Coke, and a frozen Coke at the theater--over ten hours. I didn't have enough water to drink the whole day ("I know! I'll drink a Mountain Dew!"), I don't think, and my evening started at 4 pm with Sweeney Todd and didn't end until 2 am when I got home. And then I didn't get to sleep until 4:30 am, because of all the caffeine I'd had, damn. Valkyrie ended up with my swap present, Dirty Minds (what's a four-letter word for a woman that ends in U-N-T? Aunt), and gave me Girl Sleuth: Nancy Drew and the Women Who Created Her (YAY!) for my birthday, while I ended up with David and Karen's Dirty Hippie Soaps (soap, salts, balm, lip balm) in Rosemary's Stretch myself.

Sweeney Todd was awesome, by the way, but I don't know that I have the strength to really get into a proper discussion of it--I've been sleeping most of the day, with intermittent trips downstairs for food and water. Mmm, ~~lazy~~ decadent. I'll just say that I thought ( Read more... )

Huh. I guess I discussed the movie anyway. I have to go wrap presents now, so any linkspam will have to be for later.

I have an actual "Yay, I love December!" entry I want to write, but first I want to clean out my linkspam:

New White Witch icons. Take 'em, use 'em, customize 'em, whatev.

In the time it took me to get around to writing an entry, I'm sure you've all heard about Violet Ann Affleck.

"I'M HAVING A BABY TOO! LOOK AT MEEEEE!" I'm putting my money down on "Pomegranate," myself. I mean, it is the fashionable fruit right now.

FBI Plants Fake Candidate in W.Va. Race.

Ann Coulter has posted the real name, address, and phone number of a blogger on the front page of her website. Here's the best part: when challenged, she edited that section--to make clear which remarks were hers and which remarks were the blogger's, by adding brackets. As in, she totally left all the personal information up. I find Coulter to be a pernicious asshat regardless of her political affiliation, but even she is about to find out via some public outcry that you don't play this shit in the blogosphere.

The $10 million dollar bat mitzvah. But there's more about the father: an SEC investigation and class-action suits against his bullet-proof vest manufacturing company. You see, he's a defense contractor who may or may not purchased parts for the vests from his wife's company--vests that then failed to stop bullets in tests. The Marines recalled the vests from troops in Iraq, Afghanistan and Djibouti in May--but not before the father sold off $186 million worth of stock last December. Hence the funds for the ultradecadent bat mitzvah, starring Aerosmith, 50 Cent, Stevie Nicks, Don Henley, and Kenny G.

sparkythehamstr: The longlisted passages for the Bad Sex in Fiction award.

prncssaurora: Bid on an iPod, pay in sausage. You know, I think this is an idea whose time has come. I have at least two pieces of Sideshow Weta polystone I bought as an investment, and I am not entirely unsure that I would not accept quality chocolate as payment.

foresthouse: World AIDS Day balloons at her school: 1 2 3

Found on metaquotes: "Purely in the interests of science, I have replaced the word "wand" with "wang" in the first Harry Potter Book..."

Lucius Malfoy has invested in Wal-Mart stock, apparently.

Michelle Rodriguez is on her fourth DUI and she's taking Cynthia Watros with her. I knew those Tailaways were bad news.

HANDSOME MAN IN OHIO LOOKING FOR A GREAT TIME WITH A STONE COLD FREAK WITH MORALS.

Speaking of which, those of you who like celebrity legal gossip (you heard about Vince Vaughn and Jennifer Aniston getting pulled over for a DUI, right?) as well as true crime will enjoy Justice, a new magazine. I'm mentioning it ostensibly because the Amazing McRachel is now working there (YAY!), but I am ridiculously pleased with the concept alone. If it's like the bastard spawn of Crime Library and US Weekly, it'll be awesome.

Update on a previous link: Top Thirty Random Vin Diesel Facts.

The Doll Lady. If spooky old-fashioned dolls scare you, do not watch this. Personally, I watched it with the sound turned off, because I had a feeling there'd be a jump scare near the end.

Also from the Amazing McRachel: "Lie away: If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad -- BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you."

Current Music: John Mellencamp, "Human Wheels"

Just checking in. Still working on paper for school and copyediting for book. Did manage to go out last night and see Star Wars--The Lovely Emily has permanently moved back to the Ham (yay!) and Brett the Vet is in town for a few days, so we went to Salvatore's and got pizza. Sad to say, I think this is the first time I've actually been out to do anything fun since... the last time Em was back in town. And I'm not even sure when that was. I haven't been reading my friends list at all for about six weeks now (due to the crush of trying to finish the book), so I was completely unaware that Em got a job at Cooking Light and the Vet is moving to North Carolina after having now spent like three weeks in EUROPE (ACK JEALOUSY HATE). Brought back some gorgeous pictures, though. I fell in love with travel, or what little I had experienced of it, after I spent a week in Havana for my senior interim in undergrad. And since then I have gone... nowhere. Well, Dauphin Island shortly after that, but that was just an awesome hanging-out-at-the-beach thing, and then that weekend in New Orleans y'all may remember from late last summer. And now I'm over here in the present day being like, "Please let me go to the grocery store with you. I MUST SEE THE FACES OF OTHER PEOPLE." Yeah. Class has been over for a few weeks now, and... I'm in more social withdrawal than I expected. Really, I know I was always sort of 1) shy and 2) a homebody, but I did actually used to have friends in town. Since they all moved away for grad school, though, it's been easy for me to make tons of new acquaintance-friends... just really hard to turn them into going-out-friends. And thus, I molder away in the house. Well, fortunately Em's back home, so maybe that'll get a little better.

Just to check in--still working on a borrowed computer, as internet is not fixed yet. Woe. And while all your congratulations were lovely (thank you so much!), I should clarify that it was just the drafting I finished (which I considered to be the hard part and the worst of it). We're still copyediting. Oh, and also, I have a fifteen-page paper to write in about a week and a half or so unless I want my incomplete to turn to a fail. So... whee.

I would like to catch up on Lost recaps, but I have no idea when I'll be able to do that. Also, my tape with the Sayid, Kate, and Exodus part 1 episodes got taped over (VARLETS!). So... that'll be interesting.

Have had a steady stream of BPAL samples coming in secondhand... I'd write you reviews, but the copyediting alone is pretty time-consuming at the moment. Suffice it to say that I already ordered a 10 ml of Tamora, and my soul craves full-size bottles of Siren, Wolf's Heart, Titania, Glitter, and Swank. I also ordered, in addition to more imps than I really care to admit, LE bottles of Shub-Niggurath and Arkham Revisited just before they were discontinued. The new Carnaval Noir LEs are up at the main site, but... I don't know about those. I hear Midway smells astonishingly like slightly stale carnival food, and people who like that sort of thing are ecstatic about it. I'm... not so much. Maybe Gypsy Queen.

Have a whole pile of DVDs that have accumulated over the last six months (since my birthday in December), but I have no idea when I'll have time to start watching them. Sister Girl took the plastic wrap off for me and counted something like seventeen. Also a giant pile of books (since same), but no idea on those, either.

(Meanwhile: I leave you people alone for a few weeks, and Tom Cruise decides to go batshit. Clearly, I never should have left him alone like that.)

Oh! The Lovely Emily has moved home! For good! Huzzah!

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Classy dame, sparkle consultant, gothic enthusiast, sporadic recapper.

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