not about a girl or a place
And another month has gone by since I've posted. This is getting far too silly.
I'm going to just ramble and post whatever comes into my head until I can get back into the swing of this, okay, LiveJournal? We've been together for nigh on a decade, you and me. I'm not going to let a little (massive, game-changing, social-life-rearranging) thing like Twitter come between us.
Today I walked to Rasputin at lunch and bought two used books for cheap: Water For Elephants and The Historian. I've been doing a lot of fluffy reading lately, short things, graphic things, or re-reading things I've already read a dozen times, cycling back around, but I've really been feeling the need to jump forward, blaze fresh neural trails, lose myself in a thick, rich, textured novel that is completely new to me. These seemed promising.
I like carnival sideshows, gypsies, magical realism, Victoriana, medical oddities, destiny, truth, metafiction, great descriptions.* A very tiny sampling of some of my favorite books would include Good Omens, The Witches Of Eastwick, The Beach, Wuthering Heights, The Little Prince, Dangerous Angels, The Mists Of Avalon, and Anne Rice's Mayfair Witches trilogy. Do you have a book to recommend to me? Please do.
Let's see. Movies. I've seen Up three times. I adored it. We're all excited for Moon but I can't find a proper release date for it. I went with Kim, Dan, Christina and Karla to see The Hangover, which was an ill-advised decision made after an afternoon at the Meadery spent wearing Kelly's bitchass hat and then dinner at this pizza joint where Kim and I played Mortal Kombat and I only made it to Scorpion. Anyway, I hated The Hangover so much that I left the theatre to Twitter about how much I hated it. And then I spent the rest of the movie wandering the AMC on an adventure, ducking into other movies and posting mini-reviews about them. I found myself quite hilarious. Did I mention both rum and Coke were involved?
What else, what else. I got an iPhone. Yeah, I had to jump on that bandwagon but I really do not know how I lived without this slim lovely thing. I named it Jarvis but put a sexy girl Gelaskin on it so I think it may end up having gender issues. (My iPhone, I'm talking about.) Baycon happened and it was epic in its epicness. I put in my PTO requests for both (42 days!) San Diego and (86 days!) Atlanta. This weekend Sue and I are driving down to SoCal for the 'Music Of Battlestar Galactica' Concert, the Los Angeles Can't Stop The Serenity, and Nicholas Brendon in some play or other.
No, we don't really stop.
But oh! Tonight I'm going to finish organizing my closet. I'm going to do it like a rock star party vixen, of course, but still. My second evening at home in two nights.
*This is also a list of things I enjoy in real life.
I'm going to just ramble and post whatever comes into my head until I can get back into the swing of this, okay, LiveJournal? We've been together for nigh on a decade, you and me. I'm not going to let a little (massive, game-changing, social-life-rearranging) thing like Twitter come between us.
Today I walked to Rasputin at lunch and bought two used books for cheap: Water For Elephants and The Historian. I've been doing a lot of fluffy reading lately, short things, graphic things, or re-reading things I've already read a dozen times, cycling back around, but I've really been feeling the need to jump forward, blaze fresh neural trails, lose myself in a thick, rich, textured novel that is completely new to me. These seemed promising.
I like carnival sideshows, gypsies, magical realism, Victoriana, medical oddities, destiny, truth, metafiction, great descriptions.* A very tiny sampling of some of my favorite books would include Good Omens, The Witches Of Eastwick, The Beach, Wuthering Heights, The Little Prince, Dangerous Angels, The Mists Of Avalon, and Anne Rice's Mayfair Witches trilogy. Do you have a book to recommend to me? Please do.
Let's see. Movies. I've seen Up three times. I adored it. We're all excited for Moon but I can't find a proper release date for it. I went with Kim, Dan, Christina and Karla to see The Hangover, which was an ill-advised decision made after an afternoon at the Meadery spent wearing Kelly's bitchass hat and then dinner at this pizza joint where Kim and I played Mortal Kombat and I only made it to Scorpion. Anyway, I hated The Hangover so much that I left the theatre to Twitter about how much I hated it. And then I spent the rest of the movie wandering the AMC on an adventure, ducking into other movies and posting mini-reviews about them. I found myself quite hilarious. Did I mention both rum and Coke were involved?
What else, what else. I got an iPhone. Yeah, I had to jump on that bandwagon but I really do not know how I lived without this slim lovely thing. I named it Jarvis but put a sexy girl Gelaskin on it so I think it may end up having gender issues. (My iPhone, I'm talking about.) Baycon happened and it was epic in its epicness. I put in my PTO requests for both (42 days!) San Diego and (86 days!) Atlanta. This weekend Sue and I are driving down to SoCal for the 'Music Of Battlestar Galactica' Concert, the Los Angeles Can't Stop The Serenity, and Nicholas Brendon in some play or other.
No, we don't really stop.
But oh! Tonight I'm going to finish organizing my closet. I'm going to do it like a rock star party vixen, of course, but still. My second evening at home in two nights.
*This is also a list of things I enjoy in real life.