(wow, I really need to make my yearly resolution to, you know, be more present on LJ? Or anywhere ( Read more... )

Finally got around to watching Joss Whedon and Friends' version of "Much Ado About Nothing" (which, as Copperbadge noted, is basically "Joss Whedon has some people over for dinner and then Shakespeare breaks out ( Read more... )

Heard this while out; came home and tracked it down. Apparently, the theme of the weekend is "I find interesting music and inflict it on others while trying to figure out what story or stories it fits with..."

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I continue to be SO GLAD that I did not have to learn English as a foreign language (would you want to try to learn a language in which you could construct sentences like "The polished Polish prince got into a row about rowing with the Moor who lives on the moor," and the months are logically named after Latin number-words, except for the ones ( Read more... )

Today, we had Convocation, which is a festive set of inspirational speeches, and "light refreshments," which in this case meant standing in line for either water or lemonade. This year, they trimmed the speeches, and added the feature of having all the first-year students split up into small(ish) groups and be talked at have a conversation with a ( Read more... )

So.... since I seem to be in some kind of "I WANT THINGS WITH PRETTY COSTUMES" phase, film-wise.... with possibly more of a tendency towards Asian-inflected, I was looking through the library to try to find films to watch over break. And, being also fond of Shakespeare, I thought, "Hey, here is the Brannagh "As You Like It," and the posters for ( Read more... )

Dear Brain ( Read more... )

So, I recently read a book, which I really liked (a lot, as in "beware, friends, you are about to get copies once I can track them down and don't have to worry about lending you mine). And I've been trying to figure out a way to mention something from that book which I thought was really cool, but without, you know, being spoilerish. I mean, I ( Read more... )

Dear Brain,

If you are going to insist on waking me up thirty minutes before my alarm goes off, on a day when I'm already getting up at oh-ergh-thirty, because you've felt compelled to produce a creepy serial killer basement hideout dream...

... that is NOT a hint to spend the next ten minutes awake revising and expanding said dream to make it ( Read more... )