in the wild wild west, i'm doing my best
i'm in a more more more kind of state of mind. working out felt good, it came completely naturally, but i kept on feeling like i could do more. i got in the shower, and i kept on thinking of ways to keep myself in there for another five minutes, and another and another. and i've become obsessed with circle lenses, contacts that make your irises look bigger. the effect is surprisingly subtle, but i still think its awesome. i've recently reunited with ender's game, through the marvel comic that's based of it. i love that story so much its giving me a headache. the comic isn't as rich as the book, but the bones are still there, enough to remind me of how much i love the characters. and plus, i love just being able to see them for once. but its met with a bit of frustration, because even though i love reading as much as i can about peter, there isn't much of his in this adaptation, and the series that he was a main part of pretty much sucked. which has somehow latched onto my disappointment in the ending of dollhouse. so i'm just a whole big mess. i need to get my hands on xenocide and children of the mind as soon as possible, but i've already requested dust and shadow: an account of the ripper killings by dr. john h. watson from the library and should arrive in the next couple of days, which i figured was appropriate after reading from hell and seeing sherlock holmes. books. yum.
so its february, and the only sign of the upcoming holiday is my craving for sweets. we're going to make some brownies soon, and then some cupcakes or cake for superbowl sunday. vidal started his student teaching. he and i kind of have tangential schedules now, when he gets home from work is usually when i'm leaving. except for tomorrow, since i have first shift for once. he's got a bunch of auditions lined up for grad school, rutgers this friday, boston u the next, rochester the next. i'll be tagging along for boston, i'm working this friday though so i won't be able to for rutgers. i'm not interested in going up to rochester. from what i can tell, rutgers seems like the best financially. here's hoping it all works out for him, i only vaguely entertain the thought of grad school nowadays, because aside from hardly being interested anymore, the money just isn't there. but i wouldn't mind going back once i do manage to make some money of my own, depending on where i am. but i shouldn't be thinking about money and the future.
saw inglourious basterds a couple weeks ago, put me into a tarantino tail spin, not unlike the ender one i'm going through now. i watched both volumes of kill bill, pulp fiction, and now have death proof and jackie brown at the top of my netflix queue (after disc 4 of season 1 of dollhouse of course). and i was giddy when he presented at the grammy's. he was exactly what he was - an awkward, dorky-looking middle aged white man who somehow manages an incredible, cartoonish kind of coolness. i don't get it, but i do love it, much like many of my great loves. man, i should just suck it up and write some echo/alpha fan fic. so in lieu of this completely all over the place ridiculous journal entry, here are some things that are making me happy right now.
okay, i lied, the last one makes me both happy and fills me with shame. speaking of which, i had the most inappropriate dream last night. it was really really awful, i can't even discuss it, at all. i'm gonna stop typing now.
so its february, and the only sign of the upcoming holiday is my craving for sweets. we're going to make some brownies soon, and then some cupcakes or cake for superbowl sunday. vidal started his student teaching. he and i kind of have tangential schedules now, when he gets home from work is usually when i'm leaving. except for tomorrow, since i have first shift for once. he's got a bunch of auditions lined up for grad school, rutgers this friday, boston u the next, rochester the next. i'll be tagging along for boston, i'm working this friday though so i won't be able to for rutgers. i'm not interested in going up to rochester. from what i can tell, rutgers seems like the best financially. here's hoping it all works out for him, i only vaguely entertain the thought of grad school nowadays, because aside from hardly being interested anymore, the money just isn't there. but i wouldn't mind going back once i do manage to make some money of my own, depending on where i am. but i shouldn't be thinking about money and the future.
saw inglourious basterds a couple weeks ago, put me into a tarantino tail spin, not unlike the ender one i'm going through now. i watched both volumes of kill bill, pulp fiction, and now have death proof and jackie brown at the top of my netflix queue (after disc 4 of season 1 of dollhouse of course). and i was giddy when he presented at the grammy's. he was exactly what he was - an awkward, dorky-looking middle aged white man who somehow manages an incredible, cartoonish kind of coolness. i don't get it, but i do love it, much like many of my great loves. man, i should just suck it up and write some echo/alpha fan fic. so in lieu of this completely all over the place ridiculous journal entry, here are some things that are making me happy right now.
Click to viewokay, i lied, the last one makes me both happy and fills me with shame. speaking of which, i had the most inappropriate dream last night. it was really really awful, i can't even discuss it, at all. i'm gonna stop typing now.