"This day I breathèd first..."
Aw, man. That would be the first Shakespearean birthday quote to spring to my mind, wouldn't it? Actually, it's the only one that springs to mind at the moment. Fail. Happy to report, however, that I had a much better birthday than Cassius.
Twenty-one, man. I don't feel like I should be twenty-one. What the hell happened? I remember my eighteenth - how the hell could that be three years ago? I don't even know...
Anyway, I didn't want to do a boring post about what I got for my birthday, but it's been a couple of weeks since I've really been around, so I wanted to post something, and hey, I got some pretty good stuff, so what the hell.
Apart from a nice little stash of DVDs, and the requisite amounts of bath stuff and chocolates, I got a book of the complete Sherlock Holmes stories! Gorgeous big tome with a bright scarlet cover, and the original Strand illustrations. So I'll be getting stuck into that ASAP. :D
On the really dorky front, I got an Adipose stress toy, and a cuddly Ewok. Hurray for cute sci-fi critters! *huggles*
And thanks to the postal service actually being made of win for once, I got a pretty nice surprise. When I'd unwrapped my presents, my mum told me they'd ordered the DVD of '53 Julius Caesar, but it hadn't arrived yet. Then, barely twenty minutes later, the post came, and there, amongst the junk mail, was the DVD. :D So I watched it this afternoon, with my mum and sister, with the usual running commentary that happens whenever we watch anything together. And, naturally, pointing out all the slashy bits. Because that's oblig. ;) It was nice to get to watch it at long last without cursing at YouTube every couple of minutes. And to see James Mason and his cheekbones in HD. I have my priorities. ;)
Also, I ate too much cake. Worth it, though. Yum.
It's also Sam Neill's birthday, just by the by. On reflection, I should've watched Jurassic Park or something, but apparently this time, it was to be Shakespeare before dinosaurs. (Can you forgive me, Alyson?)
And on this day in history, in AD 81, Domitian became emperor after the oh-so-mysterious death of his big brother Titus. Also, it was the deathday of Tiberius' son Drusus in AD 23. A sticky end, predictably enough: bumped off by his wife Livilla, and her lover, Tiberius' treacherous second-in-command Sejanus. Just thought I'd through that out there, since we're all fans of Roman shenanigans here!
Twenty-one, man. I don't feel like I should be twenty-one. What the hell happened? I remember my eighteenth - how the hell could that be three years ago? I don't even know...
Anyway, I didn't want to do a boring post about what I got for my birthday, but it's been a couple of weeks since I've really been around, so I wanted to post something, and hey, I got some pretty good stuff, so what the hell.
Apart from a nice little stash of DVDs, and the requisite amounts of bath stuff and chocolates, I got a book of the complete Sherlock Holmes stories! Gorgeous big tome with a bright scarlet cover, and the original Strand illustrations. So I'll be getting stuck into that ASAP. :D
On the really dorky front, I got an Adipose stress toy, and a cuddly Ewok. Hurray for cute sci-fi critters! *huggles*
And thanks to the postal service actually being made of win for once, I got a pretty nice surprise. When I'd unwrapped my presents, my mum told me they'd ordered the DVD of '53 Julius Caesar, but it hadn't arrived yet. Then, barely twenty minutes later, the post came, and there, amongst the junk mail, was the DVD. :D So I watched it this afternoon, with my mum and sister, with the usual running commentary that happens whenever we watch anything together. And, naturally, pointing out all the slashy bits. Because that's oblig. ;) It was nice to get to watch it at long last without cursing at YouTube every couple of minutes. And to see James Mason and his cheekbones in HD. I have my priorities. ;)
Also, I ate too much cake. Worth it, though. Yum.
It's also Sam Neill's birthday, just by the by. On reflection, I should've watched Jurassic Park or something, but apparently this time, it was to be Shakespeare before dinosaurs. (Can you forgive me, Alyson?)
And on this day in history, in AD 81, Domitian became emperor after the oh-so-mysterious death of his big brother Titus. Also, it was the deathday of Tiberius' son Drusus in AD 23. A sticky end, predictably enough: bumped off by his wife Livilla, and her lover, Tiberius' treacherous second-in-command Sejanus. Just thought I'd through that out there, since we're all fans of Roman shenanigans here!