Sad Sack
I am Sad Sack
Bush is Over.
It's official, we've got us a new president! I'm almost filled with an overwhelming sense of well-being and am cautiously optimistic about the future. I can't believe it's finally over. Is it just me or were those the longest eight years ever?
Already starting to lose that new year smell...
I've got a few ideas for posts that I think would be really interesting. Unfortunately, they're going to involve a little of bit of research and web scanning. In the meantime, I'm alive, well, and starting a bit of school tomorrow.
I managed to read over 19 books during Christmas break. Which is less impressive when you consider that the first 16 are the 8 installments of Charlaine Harris's Sookie Stackhouse novels that I liked so much I read them twice (I actually went over them a third time, just to read the parts I REALLY liked). I also read Christopher Moore's Bloodsucking Fiends and You Suck (starting to see a theme here?) and Joe Hill's Heart-Shaped Box, which, incidentally, did not include any vampires (though there were lotsa goth chicks). Heart-Shaped Box was pretty darn good and I'm not surprised that Warner Bros. has already bought the movie rights (Neil Jordan's going to direct it, he directed Interview With the Vampire - see what I did, I brought it back to vampires!). I look forward to seeing that one.
The only music I'm listening to is the mix cd that my cousin Cathy made for me for Christmas. She didn't give me a song list so I have no idea who anything's by or what it's called, but I'm enjoying it. It makes me feel closer to her (awwww...).
I managed to read over 19 books during Christmas break. Which is less impressive when you consider that the first 16 are the 8 installments of Charlaine Harris's Sookie Stackhouse novels that I liked so much I read them twice (I actually went over them a third time, just to read the parts I REALLY liked). I also read Christopher Moore's Bloodsucking Fiends and You Suck (starting to see a theme here?) and Joe Hill's Heart-Shaped Box, which, incidentally, did not include any vampires (though there were lotsa goth chicks). Heart-Shaped Box was pretty darn good and I'm not surprised that Warner Bros. has already bought the movie rights (Neil Jordan's going to direct it, he directed Interview With the Vampire - see what I did, I brought it back to vampires!). I look forward to seeing that one.
The only music I'm listening to is the mix cd that my cousin Cathy made for me for Christmas. She didn't give me a song list so I have no idea who anything's by or what it's called, but I'm enjoying it. It makes me feel closer to her (awwww...).
Merry Xmas and Happy Holidays!
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Hey all, family and friendlies, happy holidays to you! I hope you're all gathered around with the people who annoy you the least. Singing carols, hopped up on nog and (not) chasing each other around the house with loaded firearms.
Hey all, family and friendlies, happy holidays to you! I hope you're all gathered around with the people who annoy you the least. Singing carols, hopped up on nog and (not) chasing each other around the house with loaded firearms.
Minutes of Entertainment
Though I haven't actually seen The Princess Bride in a long time (why don't I own that?), I recently reread the book. If you haven't had a chance to read William Goldman's book, I definitely recommend it. It's funny in the way Good Omens or any Christopher Moore novel is funny...so, if you're my mom, it's not for you, but if you're anyone else, you'd probably find it hilarious and charming.
So, on a PB binge, I searched the youtube for viddies and found this slice of awesomeness:
I did surprisingly well on it, but the book seemed to hurt as much as it helped. Inigo's age when he challenged Rugen is slightly different (for no apparent reason, why would they change that for the movie?)...and the Miracle Max's idea of the best thing next to True Love was totally different (in the book, it was cough drops, of course). But lots of fun will be had by anyone who fancies themselves a PB fan.
One more thing...related videos lead me to this (can you say awesome?):
So, on a PB binge, I searched the youtube for viddies and found this slice of awesomeness:
I did surprisingly well on it, but the book seemed to hurt as much as it helped. Inigo's age when he challenged Rugen is slightly different (for no apparent reason, why would they change that for the movie?)...and the Miracle Max's idea of the best thing next to True Love was totally different (in the book, it was cough drops, of course). But lots of fun will be had by anyone who fancies themselves a PB fan.
One more thing...related videos lead me to this (can you say awesome?):
The Day of the Basset Hounds
I saw three basset hounds today. Three! And they were all random, unrelated instances of houndage. I don't think I've ever even seen one before today. How does that happen? Mom was with me at the last sighting and that was her second one of the day! She saw them, too! What's up with that? Does it mean anything? Is this one of the signs the world's ending?
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On an unrelated note, finals are over. I'm relieved, I guess. But lately I'm more apprehensive about my need for a job and what that would mean for my studies, my hobbies and my overall enjoyment of life.
The logical part of me realizes that I've been lucky to have as much time off as I've had. Most people probably wouldn't have the luxury. But the selfish part of me sees the seven years I spent hoarding all my spare cash like acorns for winter. I rarely went out, had any fun, bought new clothes or cut my hair...all so I could piss it away in a year and a half. It's hard to see it go.
I need a job and soon.
Oh...but I don't want one.
But I really, really need one.
Shit.
...
On an unrelated note, finals are over. I'm relieved, I guess. But lately I'm more apprehensive about my need for a job and what that would mean for my studies, my hobbies and my overall enjoyment of life.
The logical part of me realizes that I've been lucky to have as much time off as I've had. Most people probably wouldn't have the luxury. But the selfish part of me sees the seven years I spent hoarding all my spare cash like acorns for winter. I rarely went out, had any fun, bought new clothes or cut my hair...all so I could piss it away in a year and a half. It's hard to see it go.
I need a job and soon.
Oh...but I don't want one.
But I really, really need one.
Shit.
Comcastic must be a Synonym for Sucks Monkey Balls
Okay, just a short post while I have a brief moment of internet connection. Like a coma patient experiencing five short minutes of consciousness before slipping away again...My internet has been really sketchy since early October and the last week has been terrible.
It's finals week and every waking hour (give or take 3 to 5 hours of quality tv watching time - for the sake of sanity, of course) has been dedicated to studying math and painting the mural and painting my other final project slash xmas gift for mom. I guess what I'm trying to say is, I'm busy.
That is all.
It's finals week and every waking hour (give or take 3 to 5 hours of quality tv watching time - for the sake of sanity, of course) has been dedicated to studying math and painting the mural and painting my other final project slash xmas gift for mom. I guess what I'm trying to say is, I'm busy.
That is all.
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