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timerippleBehold, I emerge from the Bottomless Pit of ... Living with a Clean Bathroom! I love Thanksgiving. During which I read many books, watched many movies, affirmed my belief that ellipticals are the most boring machines on Earth, and lived on peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwiches while the dining hall workers looked on in consternation ("What do you mean, you don't want to eat icky fake eggs for dinner?" "What do you mean, you're vegetarian on Thanksgiving?" "Here, have a fake roll." Okay, not really. But close). Major achievements include speaking to practically no-one, and sneaking out of dining hall with a piece of substandard pumpkin pie on a fancy plastic plate.
Books Read:
Rose Daughter, Sunshine (Robin McKinley)
Ella Enchanted (Gail Carson Levine)
The Enchanted Forest Chronicles 1 and 2 (3 and 4 are currently sitting on my desk) (Patricia Wrede)
The Spiderwick Chronicles, Tithe, Valiant (Holly Black)
Various, snagged from the Education section of the college library, the exact titles of which I cannot be bothered to recall
Shoebox ch. 1-18 (ask Rachel)
Movies Watched:
Henry V (Olivier version, abridged by means of the "skip chapter" button and with commentary by yours truly, because my viewing companion was bored)
Henry V (Branagh version, several days later, mostly without commentary and with no skippage whatsoever)
Star Wars, Ep. 4, 5, 6
Robin Hood: Men in Tights (to prevent dying of boredom on ellipticals)
The Prince and the Pauper (Errol Flynn version - kept wanting to yell "Are you crazy? He's obviously a creepy pedophile! Run away, little Edward, run for your royal life!")
Gormenghast (OMGmustreadwhendoesvacationstart?)
Have, perhaps foolishly, signed up for senior portrait appointment tomorrow. Must beg fashion advice from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
edajaram, even if I happen to think that an exclusively online yearbook proves that the digital age does, in fact, suck. Alas, cannot go around with "Arthur Dent" sign pinned to clothing, as was in the know at the time of debate and decision-making. Oh well. Nobody ever gets the allusion anyway.
Books Read:
Rose Daughter, Sunshine (Robin McKinley)
Ella Enchanted (Gail Carson Levine)
The Enchanted Forest Chronicles 1 and 2 (3 and 4 are currently sitting on my desk) (Patricia Wrede)
The Spiderwick Chronicles, Tithe, Valiant (Holly Black)
Various, snagged from the Education section of the college library, the exact titles of which I cannot be bothered to recall
Shoebox ch. 1-18 (ask Rachel)
Movies Watched:
Henry V (Olivier version, abridged by means of the "skip chapter" button and with commentary by yours truly, because my viewing companion was bored)
Henry V (Branagh version, several days later, mostly without commentary and with no skippage whatsoever)
Star Wars, Ep. 4, 5, 6
Robin Hood: Men in Tights (to prevent dying of boredom on ellipticals)
The Prince and the Pauper (Errol Flynn version - kept wanting to yell "Are you crazy? He's obviously a creepy pedophile! Run away, little Edward, run for your royal life!")
Gormenghast (OMGmustreadwhendoesvacationstart?)
Have, perhaps foolishly, signed up for senior portrait appointment tomorrow. Must beg fashion advice from
edajaram, even if I happen to think that an exclusively online yearbook proves that the digital age does, in fact, suck. Alas, cannot go around with "Arthur Dent" sign pinned to clothing, as was in the know at the time of debate and decision-making. Oh well. Nobody ever gets the allusion anyway.
