too little too late
So I was kinda impetuous yesterday morning and ordered the new Gary Numan album, Dead Son Rising, from the UK because fuck me but I couldn't find a listing in any of my usual stores, online or otherwise. And argh, nuff moaning, I had to have it nao. I just can't believe they wouldn't let me download it as well. Or at least give me the option to buy it in digital as well as physical form as I have with Marissa Nadler and Joseph Arthur's new albums. *boggles*
What's it, two weeks from the UK to here? I forget. I know it's a week from the US. Three weeks apparently from Germany. Wtf. Two and a bit from Spain.
I am so loving Regarding Jane Eyre even though parts of it are making me want to scream and pull the covers over my head. Provocative literature analysis is provoking! But ha, that weird sensitivity to reviews is continuing because today I was cringeing on behalf of Charlotte Bronte to the reviews she got back then when the book came out. Oh argh. You would think I'd be all right with the fact that people are morons throughout the decades but apparently some reviews of people I adore slice through my cynicism and make me hunch over with the 'ohjesusgod, I can't believe they just said that, how could they?!' Note to self: people are morons.
Dinner tomorrow night with the Aquarian cuz-cuz and shaula82 and the Aunt. I have to remember to take the Kate Bush mix. Then home for the long weekend which really isn't a long weekend for me cos I have every Monday off, anyway.
My ear has been twingeing for a whole day now. I really hope it's not another ear infection. *sigh* Can't believe I've been prone to them since age whatever and I don't remember. Took the Aunt to remind me and I was like "Whut? Really? Oh. Huh." Well done.
I learnt two new words today. cholecyst and cholecystitis. Which promptly made me feel around my abdomen cos hypochondria is a wonderful thing when you're transcribing coroner cases. As you do.
I really should be asleep.
It sucks that I can't be in Norway two weeks hence. fuckmylife.
What's it, two weeks from the UK to here? I forget. I know it's a week from the US. Three weeks apparently from Germany. Wtf. Two and a bit from Spain.
I am so loving Regarding Jane Eyre even though parts of it are making me want to scream and pull the covers over my head. Provocative literature analysis is provoking! But ha, that weird sensitivity to reviews is continuing because today I was cringeing on behalf of Charlotte Bronte to the reviews she got back then when the book came out. Oh argh. You would think I'd be all right with the fact that people are morons throughout the decades but apparently some reviews of people I adore slice through my cynicism and make me hunch over with the 'ohjesusgod, I can't believe they just said that, how could they?!' Note to self: people are morons.
Dinner tomorrow night with the Aquarian cuz-cuz and shaula82 and the Aunt. I have to remember to take the Kate Bush mix. Then home for the long weekend which really isn't a long weekend for me cos I have every Monday off, anyway.
My ear has been twingeing for a whole day now. I really hope it's not another ear infection. *sigh* Can't believe I've been prone to them since age whatever and I don't remember. Took the Aunt to remind me and I was like "Whut? Really? Oh. Huh." Well done.
I learnt two new words today. cholecyst and cholecystitis. Which promptly made me feel around my abdomen cos hypochondria is a wonderful thing when you're transcribing coroner cases. As you do.
I really should be asleep.
It sucks that I can't be in Norway two weeks hence. fuckmylife.