and then, friday.
A massive Star Trek email thread is blowin' up at work right now. (I had no idea my co-workers were such slavering, devoted, opinionated Treksters. I love my job!) Say what you will about the JJ Abrams project - it's bringing the Trekkies out of the woodwork. My pal Jeff Powers is going to go to StarCon this spring (one of the two the massive Trek conventions in Denver) and I am very seriously considering going, too. It'd be a good excuse for me to go out there, for sure. Unfortunately I think the scheduling is wack - I have a savings certificate open now that doesn't mature till May 15, and that was going to be my travel (or new computer) money. *sigh* I can't seem to win. Or maybe I should just hang on until StarFest, which is in September. But I need a Trek convention NOW.
Almost well again. Hooray! Nothing like writing fanfic, reading Trek novels, and sitting quietly with the cat on my feet to get my health back up to snuff.
I am very upset about Heath Ledger, but everything that could be said has been said. I wait patiently for the toxicology report. On the interwebs, people are freaking out about Ambien and saying it should be banned, which isn't even a medication he had in his apartment at the time (But Jack Nicholson spouted off some stupidity about having taken Ambien and gotten into his car, or some stupid shit like that.) I just don't have blackouts on that drug. I take it, and eventually I fall asleep, and I wake up in more or less the same position I went to sleep. Maybe people should only take Ambien for the first time under supervision, to make sure they're not sleepwalking, trying to do laundry, or hacking into the Pentagon; that I can accept. But banning it? C'mon. Way more people black out because of alcohol. Anyway, here's my review of BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN just to jog the memory. I have been trying to find a cheap DVD of the movie to buy for quite some time now, and I bet it's just gotten a lot harder.
This weekend I need to watch the 20th Anniversary edition of TONGUES UNTIED, and write a good 350-word review, and I have no idea how I'll do that, but I'm fairly sure I can. TONGUES UNTIED changed my life when I saw it the first time on PBS as a teenager - it was one of the very first times I ever saw that there were other black queer people, let alone such amazingly fierce, articulate, heartbreaking, funny ones. Plus, the frank talk about teh buttsecks on PBS was pretty scandalizing. Love it. And then supposedly a crepe brunch at Guido's on Sunday... which I may or may not attend, depending on the weather.
I am really getting to the point where I desperately want to go places and do things, but it's not worth spending any amount of time outside. Like, none. I have to stop by the store to get some soy milk tonight, and I don't even want to do that. And it's 33º outside... how did I take cold much worse than this in Denver? How did I take cold like this in previous years? What's happening to me?
Almost well again. Hooray! Nothing like writing fanfic, reading Trek novels, and sitting quietly with the cat on my feet to get my health back up to snuff.
I am very upset about Heath Ledger, but everything that could be said has been said. I wait patiently for the toxicology report. On the interwebs, people are freaking out about Ambien and saying it should be banned, which isn't even a medication he had in his apartment at the time (But Jack Nicholson spouted off some stupidity about having taken Ambien and gotten into his car, or some stupid shit like that.) I just don't have blackouts on that drug. I take it, and eventually I fall asleep, and I wake up in more or less the same position I went to sleep. Maybe people should only take Ambien for the first time under supervision, to make sure they're not sleepwalking, trying to do laundry, or hacking into the Pentagon; that I can accept. But banning it? C'mon. Way more people black out because of alcohol. Anyway, here's my review of BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN just to jog the memory. I have been trying to find a cheap DVD of the movie to buy for quite some time now, and I bet it's just gotten a lot harder.
This weekend I need to watch the 20th Anniversary edition of TONGUES UNTIED, and write a good 350-word review, and I have no idea how I'll do that, but I'm fairly sure I can. TONGUES UNTIED changed my life when I saw it the first time on PBS as a teenager - it was one of the very first times I ever saw that there were other black queer people, let alone such amazingly fierce, articulate, heartbreaking, funny ones. Plus, the frank talk about teh buttsecks on PBS was pretty scandalizing. Love it. And then supposedly a crepe brunch at Guido's on Sunday... which I may or may not attend, depending on the weather.
I am really getting to the point where I desperately want to go places and do things, but it's not worth spending any amount of time outside. Like, none. I have to stop by the store to get some soy milk tonight, and I don't even want to do that. And it's 33º outside... how did I take cold much worse than this in Denver? How did I take cold like this in previous years? What's happening to me?