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Before Latin, some time last week...
Me: I bet at least half the class hates us.
S: Why would they hate us?
Me: We’re so smug, we always know exactly what’s going on, we never ask stupid questions...
S: We do our HOMEWORK. They can’t hate us for that. We make things more efficient and save people from unnecessary confusion. They love us!
Me: You’re right. What was I thinking? Of course they love us. Everybody loves me. Even people who don’t like anybody love me. Well, except the ones who think I’m crazy. And even most of them love me. Except G., and I think he’s terrified of me.
S: Why would he be terrified of you?
Me: Search me. He just gets this look on his face every time I say something to him, like, “Oh God, she’s going to ask about hanging vs stabnation again, isn’t she, oh please save me from the crazy!”
S: I can’t imagine why he would think that.
Me: Me neither. *reading* Ooh, finally, some blood and guts!
S: Cannot. Imagine. At all.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Somebody save me from myself. My latest birdbrainstorm: “Wilde Birds” (Our heroes desert the pressures of London living for the pleasures of the country. But woe! Where will they find some cucumber sandwiches?).
This is almost better than the “Nietzsche, Freud and the King of Dreams” thing. Almost.
Wednesday, Febryuary 28, 2007
“Asshaberdashery” is a beautiful, beautiful word. And so useful.
One memorable afternoon in St Andrews, probably on the way back to the Sinking Ship from a swordalicious Mediaeval Society meeting, somebody said to me, “You’re not enough of an ass to be a classicist”. I fear she may have been right. Usually I’m not an ass (feel free to disagree) and am fundamentally a rather nice person; I’m just evil part-time. *sigh* Time to go shopping for a new towel, so to speak.
Yes, I know some people manage to be classicists and are really awesome, nice, fabulous people. This is just coming up on top of a whole lot of other stuff. Don't take it too seriously.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Ah, California. I knew there was a reason I loved you. At Wellesley, if I proposed my Spacebirds adaptation, my professors would probably look at me funny and say, “Let’s talk some more about your Victorian era idea”. They would not, for example, sit for a moment and then say, “...FANTASTIC!!!” KM is totally my hero. She quite liked my Wilde/Victorian scenario too (at least, enough to let me write it... before I pitched the real one). And she said nice things about some of my other 9 ideas, especially the French Revolution one, and laughed at Henry “Plant a Gannet” V. But then she pointed out a bunch of stylistic reasons why Spacebirds is even better. Wow. I think this is the first time a professor has actually gotten excited about one of MY ideas without trying to twist it around to deal with gender issues or something.
Of course, I can’t blame my professor for getting excited. It is completely awesome.
This also means that I absolutely must see all the important space sci-fi movies and tv series. Recommendations? I’ve seen/ am reasonably familiar with Star Wars (yes, I HAVE lived through the Holiday Special), the Star Trek series and movies, Firefly and Serenity, Galaxy Quest (heart!), some Andromeda, some Doctor Who, um... oh, Spaceballs of course... you know, it occurs to me that I’ve never encountered a stage play set in space. This is unfortunate. I think Tom Stoppard should write a space opera. That would rock.
Monday, March 5, 2007
I now have more leftovers than I can possibly eat before they get disgusting and have to be thrown out. Oh well. The second season of “Waiting for God” is coming out on DVD in June, and the first is available now – YAY! If you order stuff from Amazon, if you could go there via the Paradise Center for Tolerance and Non-violence website, it would mean a lot to me. Well, to my mom. Whatever. It’s for a good cause in that wretched bubble of the worst-of-the-‘50s- mentality. If you can be bothered to look up the website, anyway.
Of course I am now desperately behind in my translation and steadfastly avoiding doing any German homework, which is perfectly normal. I really wish they wouldn’t load everything on us in the same week. I mean, it’s nowhere near the level of Wellesley-stress, but living off-campus gives one a completely different mentality. This mentality is fairly well contained in the following statement: "Eh."
Ye Newe Movie Reviewe: “Music and Lyrics”. It was a lot less vomit-inducing than I had expected. The dialog was actually fairly clever. And the song IS kind of catchy.
Ye Olde Miniseries Halfway Reviewe: Watching the second series of “The Forsyte Saga”. Oh, Soames. Why do I love you so? You are creepy and not very nice and your face is pinched and you’re terrible at relationships and I adore you. I mean, if ever there was proof that deep down, we all just want to be loved, this guy’s it. And as for the kids: I see absolutely no way in which this can end well for anyone. Gotta love it! I may even read The Giant Book. I mean, there’s a reason it’s called The Forsyte SAGA.
Before Latin, some time last week...
Me: I bet at least half the class hates us.
S: Why would they hate us?
Me: We’re so smug, we always know exactly what’s going on, we never ask stupid questions...
S: We do our HOMEWORK. They can’t hate us for that. We make things more efficient and save people from unnecessary confusion. They love us!
Me: You’re right. What was I thinking? Of course they love us. Everybody loves me. Even people who don’t like anybody love me. Well, except the ones who think I’m crazy. And even most of them love me. Except G., and I think he’s terrified of me.
S: Why would he be terrified of you?
Me: Search me. He just gets this look on his face every time I say something to him, like, “Oh God, she’s going to ask about hanging vs stabnation again, isn’t she, oh please save me from the crazy!”
S: I can’t imagine why he would think that.
Me: Me neither. *reading* Ooh, finally, some blood and guts!
S: Cannot. Imagine. At all.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Somebody save me from myself. My latest birdbrainstorm: “Wilde Birds” (Our heroes desert the pressures of London living for the pleasures of the country. But woe! Where will they find some cucumber sandwiches?).
This is almost better than the “Nietzsche, Freud and the King of Dreams” thing. Almost.
Wednesday, Febryuary 28, 2007
“Asshaberdashery” is a beautiful, beautiful word. And so useful.
One memorable afternoon in St Andrews, probably on the way back to the Sinking Ship from a swordalicious Mediaeval Society meeting, somebody said to me, “You’re not enough of an ass to be a classicist”. I fear she may have been right. Usually I’m not an ass (feel free to disagree) and am fundamentally a rather nice person; I’m just evil part-time. *sigh* Time to go shopping for a new towel, so to speak.
Yes, I know some people manage to be classicists and are really awesome, nice, fabulous people. This is just coming up on top of a whole lot of other stuff. Don't take it too seriously.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Ah, California. I knew there was a reason I loved you. At Wellesley, if I proposed my Spacebirds adaptation, my professors would probably look at me funny and say, “Let’s talk some more about your Victorian era idea”. They would not, for example, sit for a moment and then say, “...FANTASTIC!!!” KM is totally my hero. She quite liked my Wilde/Victorian scenario too (at least, enough to let me write it... before I pitched the real one). And she said nice things about some of my other 9 ideas, especially the French Revolution one, and laughed at Henry “Plant a Gannet” V. But then she pointed out a bunch of stylistic reasons why Spacebirds is even better. Wow. I think this is the first time a professor has actually gotten excited about one of MY ideas without trying to twist it around to deal with gender issues or something.
Of course, I can’t blame my professor for getting excited. It is completely awesome.
This also means that I absolutely must see all the important space sci-fi movies and tv series. Recommendations? I’ve seen/ am reasonably familiar with Star Wars (yes, I HAVE lived through the Holiday Special), the Star Trek series and movies, Firefly and Serenity, Galaxy Quest (heart!), some Andromeda, some Doctor Who, um... oh, Spaceballs of course... you know, it occurs to me that I’ve never encountered a stage play set in space. This is unfortunate. I think Tom Stoppard should write a space opera. That would rock.
Monday, March 5, 2007
I now have more leftovers than I can possibly eat before they get disgusting and have to be thrown out. Oh well. The second season of “Waiting for God” is coming out on DVD in June, and the first is available now – YAY! If you order stuff from Amazon, if you could go there via the Paradise Center for Tolerance and Non-violence website, it would mean a lot to me. Well, to my mom. Whatever. It’s for a good cause in that wretched bubble of the worst-of-the-‘50s- mentality. If you can be bothered to look up the website, anyway.
Of course I am now desperately behind in my translation and steadfastly avoiding doing any German homework, which is perfectly normal. I really wish they wouldn’t load everything on us in the same week. I mean, it’s nowhere near the level of Wellesley-stress, but living off-campus gives one a completely different mentality. This mentality is fairly well contained in the following statement: "Eh."
Ye Newe Movie Reviewe: “Music and Lyrics”. It was a lot less vomit-inducing than I had expected. The dialog was actually fairly clever. And the song IS kind of catchy.
Ye Olde Miniseries Halfway Reviewe: Watching the second series of “The Forsyte Saga”. Oh, Soames. Why do I love you so? You are creepy and not very nice and your face is pinched and you’re terrible at relationships and I adore you. I mean, if ever there was proof that deep down, we all just want to be loved, this guy’s it. And as for the kids: I see absolutely no way in which this can end well for anyone. Gotta love it! I may even read The Giant Book. I mean, there’s a reason it’s called The Forsyte SAGA.
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