There are too many words and not enough notes, Jeeves
Okay, if anyone has Bravo and will be in their home/wherever on Monday at 8pm, I would give you a fic or an icon or a hug or a cookie or something if you'd tape (or otherwise capture) Hugh Laurie's appearence on "Inside the Actor's Studio". In the commercial it showed him playing the piano and singing. Whether or not you like House, Hugh Laurie is the height of awesome. Not matter what accent he's using XD My family and I will be in California, so tv time is iffy. If not, no worries, but that'd be all kinds of excellent. And, either way, try to watch it. He's hysterical.
My room is clean! I took pictures, but when I plug my camera in it say that the "usb is over current", whatever that means. *is not very technological* I will use my old computer tomorrow. I have some icons on there anyway. But it totally stalled the productive vibe I had now.
I survived my doctor's appointment (perhaps I will take a picture of the bruise I sport from him taking blood, I swear it looks like he HIT me instead) and am most likely in fine health, tummy aches notwithstanding. There's never any real pattern in how or when I'm feeling bad (unless "when I'm stressed" counts) so I just have to take a deep breath.
One might wonder why I am up so late, after getting up so early on small sleep. It is because I am a Good Sister, who picks up her younger sister and boyfriend from the train at 1:19am after they go to the city. And then do some more cleaning, so Mom doesn't go crazy. And put soap in the dishwasher. See? I am just... amazing. And modest too *grin*
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To totally screw with the flow of this entry, I feel I have to write down my House-thought before it runs away. Having seen "Three Stories" really close in time to "Honeymoon" (which go together), I'm really fascinated by the House/Stacey dynamic. Especially the whole thread of forgiveness and blame and stubborness that threads through it. I like knowing that there is complexity in their backstory, that Stacey gets House, in a way that no one else does. I also really enjoy Stacey's assessment of their relationship compared to her new one: 'with him, there's room for me. I don't feel lonely.' This followed on the heels by Cameron's "I'm glad you are capable of loving someone." All of it, with the emotion in House's eyes and him trying to walk (which is at the end of one of them, I forget which) and how he was the same before his accident as after (don't even get me started on how cool/weird that is) and these episodes really get me, because they are slightly un-House: not too much creepy ooky blood 'n guts (no spinal taps! gasp!) and they set up all these cool tensions in relationships that echo all the way until the season 2 finale, with Wilson's hypothesis about House and his need to be angry (and thus limp). Espeically given that the episodes ends showing that this was all in HOUSE'S MIND. So he is consciously (can one be consciously aware of something while unconscious? discuss) aware of how it's defined/impacted his personality. Or is he? Too cool. Too meta. Too... late for me to be thinking this much about this.
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My stomach is burbling (I keep picturing House with one of his board charts, mapping out my symptoms and being like "oh, she's crazy. nevermind.") and so I think it's decidedly bedtime. Not that my stomach burbles WHEN it's bedtime, but... oh nevermind.
My room is clean! I took pictures, but when I plug my camera in it say that the "usb is over current", whatever that means. *is not very technological* I will use my old computer tomorrow. I have some icons on there anyway. But it totally stalled the productive vibe I had now.
I survived my doctor's appointment (perhaps I will take a picture of the bruise I sport from him taking blood, I swear it looks like he HIT me instead) and am most likely in fine health, tummy aches notwithstanding. There's never any real pattern in how or when I'm feeling bad (unless "when I'm stressed" counts) so I just have to take a deep breath.
One might wonder why I am up so late, after getting up so early on small sleep. It is because I am a Good Sister, who picks up her younger sister and boyfriend from the train at 1:19am after they go to the city. And then do some more cleaning, so Mom doesn't go crazy. And put soap in the dishwasher. See? I am just... amazing. And modest too *grin*
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To totally screw with the flow of this entry, I feel I have to write down my House-thought before it runs away. Having seen "Three Stories" really close in time to "Honeymoon" (which go together), I'm really fascinated by the House/Stacey dynamic. Especially the whole thread of forgiveness and blame and stubborness that threads through it. I like knowing that there is complexity in their backstory, that Stacey gets House, in a way that no one else does. I also really enjoy Stacey's assessment of their relationship compared to her new one: 'with him, there's room for me. I don't feel lonely.' This followed on the heels by Cameron's "I'm glad you are capable of loving someone." All of it, with the emotion in House's eyes and him trying to walk (which is at the end of one of them, I forget which) and how he was the same before his accident as after (don't even get me started on how cool/weird that is) and these episodes really get me, because they are slightly un-House: not too much creepy ooky blood 'n guts (no spinal taps! gasp!) and they set up all these cool tensions in relationships that echo all the way until the season 2 finale, with Wilson's hypothesis about House and his need to be angry (and thus limp). Espeically given that the episodes ends showing that this was all in HOUSE'S MIND. So he is consciously (can one be consciously aware of something while unconscious? discuss) aware of how it's defined/impacted his personality. Or is he? Too cool. Too meta. Too... late for me to be thinking this much about this.
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My stomach is burbling (I keep picturing House with one of his board charts, mapping out my symptoms and being like "oh, she's crazy. nevermind.") and so I think it's decidedly bedtime. Not that my stomach burbles WHEN it's bedtime, but... oh nevermind.