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-kitchen table (we have the chairs, but if someone is trying to get rid of a matching set, we will gladly take that too)
-an ironing table (the big size... my little one can't cut it for Akira's pants. Not that I'm calling you fat, hon, lol.)
-curtains (self-explanatory)
I think that's it. So if anyone knows someone trying to get of those, let me know please.
This post would have been longer, but we no longer need to find a stove, fridge, washer and dryer, so YAY!
- Location:KT and Marc's
- Mood:
pensive - Music:D&D
I mean, wow, sometimes I feel overcome with the things that I have to do, but nobody on the face of the planet is like this woman. To get her husband to pick a type of flower, she bought some of each flower they were looking at, drove to the golf course where he was, waited 45 min, got fed up, and then she took a golf cart and drove it to the hole and made him pick it there.
Just... insane.
And the wedding topper he picked out at the cake store? Yes, it was hella ugly, but I have to tell you... I'd use it. It was two little people in the gazebo and the boy was in a tux/kilt. It was kitchy and the lace was ugly, but... it was still cute!
Wow... just. I feel so much better about myself now!
- Location:Kitchen
- Mood:
happy - Music:Rich bride, Poor bride
I had today and Sat off, but I got called in by a company that is NOT Coles and will remain nameless. They cannot, I swear, write a schedule. I went from having 4 hours this week, to none, to about 9 and that's with a three hour shift I couldn't do that they called me in for on six hours notice. So yay! It means I'm working a 19 hour week again! Of course, it also means I can't do D&D Sat and it means that I can't go out and get flowers for the wedding, which is what I kind of wanted to do.
So, I work Fri-Monday. Four whole days of working! YAY! I'm playing D&D now Friday and Sunday (trying to get KT and Tor and Mike and Marc levelled up for the con... Witchazel is solely there to be the tracker/nature person since Mike does enough healing on his own, but it does mean that the tanks will always have someone behind them to heal them constantly). I'm finishing my paper of fetal Alchohol Spectrum Disorder (it's already past 3,000 words, so it's not bad, but I still have the conclusion and another article to go through to make sure all my facts and arguments are flushed out properly), when that is being edited by Akira, I have to make a pamphlet that highlights the main points of my paper (which was so much easier to do on Office 2009, because I don't think the version I'm using has a pamphlet option). Then Monday and Tuesday I'm doing my practicum... so...
Work.
Finish paper by Friday night.
Saturday prepare my observation sheets for Monday.
Sunday begin working on the pamphlet.
Monday and Tuesday conduct the practicum, though it may needed to be pushed back to Tuesday/Wed if the permission forms aren't in yet.
Tuesday through the rest of the week, consolidate my observations and finish the written assignment for my practicum.
By the third week of June, I hope to be sending in two of my projects for EDUC 1235, leaving only the biggest project to do...
I know I was stressed about getting the practicum prepared, but it's not technically the biggest project I have to do. The biggest project is to make a unit of study and to have a series of lesson plans that demonstrate you understand modification/accomodation tailored to fit a students particular needs. Since most units last, say, three-four weeks, it means I need to come up with about 15-20 lesson plans, and then figure out how I would modify/accomodate a specific LD into it.
Yay.
I'm hoping that I can get an extention and put that one off until being handed in in August so that I'll have something to do in our new Manitoba home. :) but we'll see.
- Location:kitchen
- Mood:
busy - Music:My tummy growling for food!
God damn that makes me happy! Here I was wondering how I was supposed to do both based upon 24hours of observation (really, ten hours of observation, with two different students), and I find out I get to PICK!
Glee!
Now why couldn't that have saved me all of that time and have stated so much in somple words?
- Location:BED
- Mood:
stressed - Music:Aqua, Barbir Girl
1) I move in 7 weeks (for obvious reason, the location is disclosed, and privy people will know either irl or a phone call or an e-mail).
2) I am working in two jobs.
3) Research for my research paper on FASD due July 6th, to be emailed in July 2nd so that I don't have to worry about it while in on "vacation".
4) Get a placement for my practicum.
5) Conduct said practicum.
6) Do the final project for said practicum, because the teachers have to sign it and they (a) won't be in school past June and (b) I won't be here past July.
7) Go through the assignment for the practicum and e-mail my teacher my WTF questions because the handbook explains NOTHING to me about what my final project is supposed to be.
8) on that same note, e-mail her about the research paper and find out how long it's supposed to be before I do "WAAAAAY" to much work again, as I did for the first project (there's a funny story there, but maybe sometime later).
9) Get in touch with my stepsister so I can see her and my neice before I leave.
10) Move into a larger storage unit.
11) Have dinner one last time with Dad.
12) Move the rest of my shit out of my dad's house.
13) When appropriate, pack up the rest of my shit here.
14) Figure out how to move Pockets.
15) Shopping spree for stuff we'll need in the new place (Akira wants to stuck up on basic necessities, like flour).
16) Find a cake for the wedding and order it, as I can't do that over the internet.
17) Buy rings while Akira is down so that they can be properly sized in time for the wedding (The date, BTW, is Aug 14, 2010!)
18) Pick up flowers for the bouquet and pack them away so that I can make them when I come back down for the wedding.
19) look into getting a G license prior to moving.
20) Apply for a Manitoba teaching license.
21) E-mail school and see if they even have a job for me there.
22) Buy invitations so we can post them from the new house next spring.
Yup. Busy girl right now.
And if it wasn't for one of the girls at work, I would not have had a hug (or similar thing) since Victoria Day when I may, or may not, have groped Tor. ;) If you see me, please glomp me. I need the reassurance, and the rat has not yet been trained to hug me back yet.
- Location:BED
- Mood: stressed
- Music:Call my name--Sailor Moon
I just finished reading the whole trilogy.
Oh. My. God.
It was awesome.
First, the plot. I had the ending figured out as soon as Clary met Sebastian, and seeing it all work out as I had expected (though there were a few minor points along the way, such as Magnus and Alec), was incredibly gratifying. That is really the sign of a well-worked story: you want to surprise your audience to keep them interested, but when you reach the end there should have been enough groundwork laid that the ending still remains logical.
The characters are fantastic. Personally, I think she hit one of every kind of character I like: aggressive Isabella, cute and vibrant Maia, quiet and sensible Alec, outrageous and flirtatious Magnus, honest and good Jace, and Clarissa.
Clarissa is one of my new favourite heroines. It's so rare that we get to see girls whose weapons are their brains, but that is Clary. Give her enough time, and she will puzzle over pieces, mull over them, until at last she understands. At times it does make her a bit of a passive character, but when she at last understands and acts on the information given to her, the results can be disasterously strong.
So many so-called "heroines" give up when hope is lost. What I love most about her character, her brains and her temper aside, is that she understands lying down and taking whatever the bad guys is dishing out isn't applaudable. Girls need to stand up and fight for their rights, fight to live, fight because it will keep you alive.
And she realizes that partly because of whom she loves. Jace Wayland is the typical teen-romance-novel hero: he's snarky, handsome, and gets the best lines in the whole series (although I still think I love Magnus more, personally, if only because of his outfits). He tries a lot to try to get Clary to stay away from danger, and inevitably she refuses. The result is that Clary is stubborn, but willing to fight for what she believes is right, and Jace's protectiveness is exemplified.
But in the end (yes, this may be a spoiler) she realizes that what he was trying to go WAS protect her because he wanted her to live. It nearly broke my heart reading how he'd be disappointed in her if she chose to lay down and exept Valentine as soveriegn of the Clave. In the end, Jace stopped being the bad-boy that all the girls lust after to really grow-up: he loves Clary because, even though she hasn't been trained as a Shadowhunter, she's a fighter.
If only all men could understand that as much as we may pine and swoon over the handsome bad-boy on the motorbike in the leather jacket, some of us lose our real hearts to the ones who just grin lovingly when we remind them we can take care of them ourselves if they break our hearts.
...with several different types of weapons.
I love you, honey, even if you did remind me more of Simon than of Jace. ^_^ He plays D&D. And he's smert.
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- Location:Bedroom
- Mood: geeky
- Music:None
You know that you have known someone too long when you are talking to them and their partings words are: "Hey, get some sleep tonight."
Excuse me?
Dude, you're in freaking Regina! How the hell did you know I'm not sleeping?
"Because I know you."
No, seriously, it's creepy. I didn't sleep very well last night. I'm having a lot of trouble falling asleep, either because my mind is still wide awake thinking of things that I need to do (wedding stuff, moving stuff, work schedules, reading schedule, course schedule, etc), or because I'm so cold I just can't get comfy. I ask him if maybe he had some kind of secret web cam put into my bedroom.
"I've known you for twelve--twelve?--years. I can tell when you're not sleeping."
Again--HOW? It's not like he could see me to see whether or not I have bags under my eyes (case in point being that I always have bags under my eyes, so it's really more a matter of how bad the bags are).
It's freaky.
Oh, and stables now charges for empty boxes. I know!
- Location:bedroom of solitude
- Mood: geeky
- Music:None
I saw Wolverine with Mom today.
I have to admit.... I liked it.
It has a love story. It wasn't enough to make me cry like Hancock, but it was a nice way to string the story along. They also did a good job of linking Wolverine to the XMen trilogy. So I'm not a buff when it comes to storylines. I can reognize that they stirred up a lot of dirt with actually giving Wolverine and Sabertooth an actual, confirmed relationship, and they no doubt screwed up Deadpools character. Gambit's accent was nearly think enough. The man's supposed to ooze New Orleans charm, damn it!
But here's what I do know:
-Ryen Reynolds is hot. And he's not in the movie nearly enough. When he was in it though (and speaking) I loved him to pieces.
-Gambit is also hot. And they did a eally neat job of portraying his mutant powers.
-I love how they snuck other mutants in there, like Quicksilver, hiding in the backgrounds.
-Wolverine's best line is still "I'm Canadian".
There was something else, but now Fringe is distracting me.
- Location:Mom's bedroom
- Mood: happy
- Music:Fringe
Last Sunday I was in Regina with the fiance, and now what I miss the most about is his cheek. Now, of course, there are other things about him that I mis (particularly a hug after a trying day with the 'rents), but honestly, is there anything else that can be so entertaining as stroking a cheek in the direction of the hair and then going back the other way to feel the stubbly bits?
No, I didn't think so either.
I salute you, five o'clock shadowy cheeks! The beard may be gone, but at least I have been provided with a new source of amusement!
- Location:Bedroom of my childhood
- Mood: calm
- Music:None
So, apparently Regina isn't as nice as the initial feelings suggested. Downtown rocks, still, but apparently it's gang territory. Basically, there are really nice areas (and I'm talking Tudor mansions easily worth 400,000) but these areas are heavy into gang activity. The areas that aren't into gang activity or around the campus of Regina are kind of run down areas... think the typical area that's 50 years old with senior people whose kids don't come to mow their lawn.
And everything is closed on Sundays. But whatever.
We hit Saskatoon yesterday. Again, really nice city. Heather would love their campus. The Saskatoon U has more than one library and is conveniently placed by a hospital. ;) There's no downtown free parking in Saskatoon, though.
Today we hit the set or Corner Gas. Akira and I both agree it was disappointing. Our argument is that because the show is over, they've started taking down the set. The most obvious thing on the set is that they've taken out the windows and replaced them with cardboard painted grey. Yeah. We were halfway to Moose Jaw then, so we kept going. Another cool city. They have a couple of time capsules by their art museum. We got out and walked around a park, and it was nice... I swore we were being followed by a white van, though. We had 4 whote vans pass us... or the same van four times. o.O
Had Chinese food for supper. We have no mini-bar, so we have nowhere to put left overs. That's the problem with travelling. I miss having food be at my beck and call instead of having to waste it. Then Akira's taking me to see Watchmen. I have to admit, a little nervous. A) I have only ever seen one penis and I kind of wanted to keep it that way and B) Violence. But I'll chew my gum and hide and really, I'm seeing it with exactly who I wanted to see it with, so I'm happy.
Hugs and Kisses. Miss you all. Finally on Regina time, miss my kitchen though... and Akira's cooking.
- Location:Regina Inn
- Mood: complacent
- Music:MTV Cribs (I think)
After leaving the hotel I started walking to the Royal Saskatchewan Museum. Along the way I spotted a used book store. Actually, I spotted a comic book store, which turned out to sell both new comics and used books. And they were having a moving sale on! I was SO tempted to buy x-Men comics, but I didn't know which ones I had and which ones I didn't. Then I spotted graphic novels on the way out. The man charged me 10$ each--which is as much as a new one, but these were the old-school Ranma 1/2 ones, which originally retailed for 27.95 each. All in all, not a bad deal getting them for 10$ each. I have now added Ranma 1/2 4-6 to my collection... not that i NEEDED them, I admit, but now I have the chapters on Cat-Fu! I was also really tempted to buy all the Y:The Last Man I could, but I've been collecting the omnibuses, and I didn't really want to go to single issues.
Then I had to stop and buy pads from the Shopper's. I forgot to pack them. Oh well. I could use them at home, too.
Stopped at a bistro after that and got myself a bagel with cream cheese for lunch. Best bagel ever! Well, okay, actually, it was a little on the burny side of toasty, but due to my lack of culinary skills, I'm used to burned foor. And cream cheese covers it up. And besides, it was 2 pm my time by that point, and I was HUNGEE!
Finally made it to the museum. Pretty cool museum. Not as big as the ROM, but not as confusing. It's designed in a giant loop, so you just keep going through display after display and eventually-Bing! Back at the beginning! Apparently there are a lot of different geographical areas in Saskatchewan, ranging from Boreal forests in the south, to Boreal plains, and to the tundra in the north. They had LOTS of animal displays which I will be uploading to the Facebook picture thingy. Because I'm a nerd, that's why!
I was a little disappointed in the First Nations exhibit. It was really more aimed at telling/showing people what First nations were about (ie. "Here's a tipi! Here's the types of fur they caught! Here's some beadwork!") rather than telling people about their history. I realize too that culture on that subject matter is hard to get across. When you're talking about an entire province and there's at least three or four different groups of Natives, followed by different clans within those groups, it's hard to decide what you want to showcase. If it were just a local museum and only had, say, Cree, then they could do a more detailed exhibit.
Oh, and did I mention that this museum only has two floors it's so small? Like I said, not as easy to get lost in as the ROM.
But they did have some awesome exhibits! Like I said, loved the animals. I really feel like they needed some more interactive things. They had some sights where you could stop and explore the internet on the subject matter through some Life Sciences page, but at the ROM they have kids areas where you can pet beaver fur, or use magnifying glasses to see bugs up close and see the bristles on their legs. Still, what they did have that was interactive was really cool. Especially the one on hibernation. A large brown bat, when it hibernates as an average temperature of ONE degree. ONE! And it only breaths 3-4 times an HOUR! Isn't that awesome?!
I also found at the gift shop, a Saskatchewan flag, so my touristy stuff is totally done. I have reading material and I have my flag for my collection. Damn you, Nova Scotia! If I'd found one there, I would be able to have a flag from every province I've visited!
I walked by the University of Regina on my way back. It's a nice old building, like UofT, so I took some pictures of it. And the giant frog statue they have out front.
So now I'm back at the hotel, watched some CSI and just kind of rested (after all, it's almost 6 Ontario time and I got up at 4:45 to get to the plane on time) and waiting for Akira to get home by killing time uploading fictures on to facebook.
Oh, and thus far, Regina is awesome. I'm not going to make any comments about it being flat. It kind of has the feel of being in area like Church St in Toronto where there's lots of really big, old buildings used for municipal work or having been turned into apartment buildings, combined with lots of trees, and cute little houses that wouldn't be entirely out of place in the maritimes. And culturally ethnic too. I've seen Natives walking around (Dude! I don't even see that in North Bay!), two sushi places, an African food place, the bistro was playing Latin music, etc. It's nice. ^-^ Big city feel and look with a small city kind of mentality.
- Location:Regina Inn 522
- Mood:
tired - Music:None
The trip out was good (at least the first hour and a half of it. Then it got boring.). Not a lot of turbulence in the beginning, and it is really pretty. I wasn't as scared as last time, and was actually kind of excited when the plane took off. I felt like raising my hands in the air and "wheeing!" Of course, then the flight continued. And continued. And we hit cloud cover so there was nothing to see but white. And then it kept flying. And I didn't get out of my seat once because I didn't want to leave my stuff unattended.
So, a few quick notes:
When I left the sun was still rising, and was absolutely beautiful against the Toronto skyline! I wished I could have taken a picture, but the plane wasn't at crusiing altitude yet.
I love how clouds look, sometimes, like little mountain lines from the top.
Water looks like fire from far enough up, or like smoke. When we flew over a lake (I'm assuming it was Superior, but it might have been Huron?) there were these whisps of light blue that mingled with the deeper blue of the lake. If you looked at it from the side, it kind of looked like flames leaping into the air.
I can read on flights. Halfway done the book I brought out here (honestly, I'm surprised I didn't finish it all, but then I forgot how long I'd be standing in line and not reading), and I tried watching movies. For anyone who hasn't been on a plane in awhile, the seats now have tvs in front of them, so you can select what movie you want to watch. Read, okay. Watch tv? That's when I had to reach into my purse for the wristbands to ward off the motion sickness. Not cool when the plane is going one way and the cinematography is going another.
Anyway, I wanted to watch (try watching) something light, so I picked Madagascar 2. As I'm making my selection, I'm wondering if they ever show movies that have plane crashes. Would Airplane! or Airport! be out of line? What about Alive! And lo and behold, what does M2 have? Huh-huh. A plane crash.
Luckily, it was humorous and penguins had constructed a plane that had been launched by a giant slingshot into the sky, so it wasn't frightening and I DID laugh. But... honestly. Turned it off shortly thereafter and went back to my book.
Haven't eaten mch, so now that everyone knows I'm okay, I'm going to make liberous use of the washroom (and standing) to get rid of the airplace-feeling-ness. Maybe by then my stomach will have unwound itself from the "OMG! I made it! I can not die and go pee now!" feelings that come after flying and I will find someplace to eat. And then I'\m hitting the museum and walking around and doing the geek thing.
It is now 1pm Ont time, 11 regina time, and I've had 1 muffin, 1 cup of tea, and a few slices of watermelon all day.
P.S. Watermelon is awesome before flying! It's healthy and it's mostly all water, so nothing for your stomach to work hard at digesting during turbulence.
- Location:Regina Inn, 522
- Mood: relieved
- Music:None
Not feeling too well today. Why? Oh, how shall I list them?
1) I miss Akira, and talking to him on the phone is beginning to suck. I can't really pinpoint why, except to say that it's like we don't really talk on the phone, or online. Contrary to how long this blog will be, there's usually nothing left to report on in my life, and sometimes I don't understand the things he does talk about, like his courses or his tests. Therefore, by the time he's done explaining everything, one of us will have to go, or my phone is dying. I feel a little like there's no "us" anymore, just the job.
Megs cheered me up today though. Leaning on her isn't as good as a hug, but it's close enough for now. And she has cats. Fluffy cats. Still, they don't give hugs either.
Oh, and at their house I saw Wolverine, Star Trek and Harry Potter trailers. The latter gave me chills. I can't wait!!!
2) I'm cold. Really cold. dear God, doesn't my mother heat this house?
3) I got called into work. For 5. But I was out (at Megs) and thus didn't get the message until 5. I asked them if they needed me for 6, and I got a non-commital "if you want to". Well, when you put it that way, no I don't want to. I don't want to have to rush to get dressed and ready to work in ten minutes, skip supper to go work, and wait in the wet and the cold for a bus, and then walk home in said wet and the cold at 9:30 at night. But I could have used the money. badly, as my hours are drastically cut this weekend because I've had to book off five days to go Regina and see Akira. Was the 25$ I would have made worth the cold and skipping a meal?
I don't honestly know.
4) Overwhelmed by the applications. BC's not too bad. Please, get stationed in BC! If we end up going to Alberta, I don't know what I'd have to do... maybe go back and take the BEd program right from scratch again. For one, they make non-Albertan applicants take extra classes. I have no idea what the terms they use even mean. What are 6 semester hour credits? I also have to have at least 73 hours teaching experience to apply. Bull. Bull. Bull. Bull, man! I don't have that! Oh, and to apply to the FIRST program it costs 225$. Yeah, 225$ for them to process your application. Then there'd be the fee to get your accredidation. And then there'd be a fee to apply to the different unions withing the Alberta province.
So, yeah, I don't even know if I have "6 semester hour credits", I'm not made of money atm, and I also don't have the hours teaching they want me to have. Why? Because I could never get on the supply boards, fools! Ontario has too many teachers!
I'm stressed. I'm going on a plane soon. I'm cold and lonely, and I think I ate too fast because my tummy hurts. I feel like shit.
I blame this on being April. God, I hate April. Nothing good happens in April. No, not even Easter, and as sure as hell not my birthday. Hate my birthday.
Okay, Katie's birthday is a happy time, but that's just because she's getting a DQ ice cream cake.
And why the hell why haven't I heard more from Nipissing about my class starting in two weeks?!
Arg!
This has killed my Harry Potter buzz.
- Location:Dining Room Table
- Mood: angry
- Music:How it's Made
I have to admit that they are pretty swanky. They're the new low-energy, low-water using washer/dryer--the kind that save space too, because you can stack them on top of another like you see in the Ikea catalogue.
Anyway, so as of late I found that when I went down to the washer, the clothes were still mostly dry, the facecloth I use to scrub Pocket's cage is still dirty, and the fabric softener isn't getting dumped into the load, although the soap is gone.
So I ask Mom, as she's home from work today.
Turns out that even though this is a new unit, Mom is STILL worried about the water lines causing a leak, so I have to turn the water ON in order to use the washer still. As a result, my clothes weren't getting washed, and Mom's loads had too much soap, giving her a rash, because she had my soap and her soap getting dumped into the load.
I don't know what's scarier. The fact that for a month my clothes weren't getting washed and I thought they were (I admit, this makes me want to wash everything in my dresser and closet all over again out of the sheer ick factor) or that I was so preoccupied with other shit in my life that I didn't notice.
UPDATE: Apparently Mom stayed downstairs reading the manual, and the machine shut off again! It's supposed to run on cold water, but Mom needed to turn the hot water on too for some reason, despite the fact that we have the thing set on cold. So now I'm wondering if Mom's clothes were getting washed properly, given the fact that she only would have been turning on the cold. Now it seems to be running fine. My washer confuses me.
- Location:Bedroom
- Mood:
embarrassed - Music:Wondering why there is no grossed out mood
1) Bella hates the cold and the wet. According to said statement, she'd hate Edward in the rain or coming out of a pool.
2) There's a disco ball at the Prom scene, and I had visions of them using one of the Cullen's head in lieu of it. Have prom during the day and they can sparkle hanging suspended from the ceiling.
3) Mom walking out to watch Fringe instead due to the insipid dialogue.
4) Making fun of the fact that the one Asian girl and the one Asian guy end up together.
I won't lie. I had high hopes for the movie. I really did. I hoped that perhaps it might have some redeeming qualities. Here's what's good about the movie:
1) "Stupid masochiostic lion." I won't lie. I do like the lion/lamb imagery going on between Bella and Edward. Okay, it's not excactly a subtle comparison and the imagery kind of hits you like a twoxfour, but it's... sweet. And cute. And reminiscent of all the other couples I liked as a teenager, like Ash and Mary-Lynette, or Poppy and James. The difference is that Poppy can hold her own against Ash and manages to frighten him away, and that Mary-Lynette and Ash engage in wars of citing literature at each other, each trying one up the other with quatations from Shakespeare or Elizabeth B. Browning.
2) Charlie. Charlie rocks. Estranged father trying really hard? Right from the book, and I think he's the most "in-character" person in the whole movie.
3) Jacob. At first I wasn't going to mention him, but I decided to because I think he did a good job playing Jacob. He's shy, and has the whole "Puppy dog I can't stop smiling because I'm near a girl I like" thing going on, which is exactly how Jacob is portrayed in the books.
4) "I just told you I can read minds, and because I can't read yours, you think there's something wrong with you?" I liked that part of the movie. I think Bella's cool for going along with the whole "vampires are real thing". It's one of her few traits I might actually consider good. She goes with the flow and *is* an accepting person... it becomes a character flaw when she fails to learn to never rock the boat. I like to think of myself as a fairly accepting person, but accepting fucking *everything* lets people walk all over you, and that is exactly what happens to Bella. I think that this line proves that her accepting behaviour has already started becoming a flaw and that Edward is actually intelligent to pick up on it. (The fact that he accepts it proves, however, that he's a jerk. A real "hero" would have recognized that it would be taking advantage of her and stayed away!)
5) Forks is pretty. Lots of trees, and lots of green. I'd live there. I'd just live there for the trees as opposed to the hopes of meeting a vampire. There is some great cinematography of sweeping valleys with rivers and mountains lined with trees. Let's face it, though. That's because this was filmed in the Rockies and has nothing to do with the film.
6) the lettering they used in the opening credits. Yeah, that's how low quality the rest of the movie was, when the *lettering* in the opening credits gets kudos as a highlight of the film!
That's the end of the good stuff. Also, side note, watching Wolverine and the X-Men since I have a Sunday off. Animation is weird and god I hate Kitty's costume, but watching the Kitty/Piotr/Kurt camaraderie makes me want to go and dig out my Excalibur comics... if I had access to them, anyway.
As for the rest of the movie...
-the dialogue made my brains want to bleed at times.
-the movie failed to fix the plot holes in the story (OMG! Use foreshadowing!)
-the movie does get points for introducing the actual "plot" sooner than the book, but not enough to be listed with someone as cool as Charlie.
-the characters are utterly one dimensional. Okay, I will let most of the behaviours exhibited by Jessica and the other girl go because I think it's a fairly accurate portrayal of 16 year old girls. They're vapid, self-centered, feel petty jealousy, and if that's not what a sixteen year old acts like, then I don't know what is. What the book/movie lacks are the sixteen year olds who fail to fit into this category of teenager. Where're the goths? The rebels? The freaks of society? And no, telling me the Cullens are the "freaks" because they're foster children who are "together" don't count.
-Jasper could have been a cardboard cut out and no one would have known.
-"falling in love" consisted of close up shots of eyes. lips, and slow-mo staring. I'm failry certain the movie would be half an hour shorter without them. Oh, and when people hate each other or are wary of each other, like Edward/Billy or Edward/Jacob, there are more slow-mo, distant expressions. As Ashley pointed out, even when Bella is dying, she's still staring out into space distantly.
-the Cullen's speed was blurry movement.... think the Flash. It had me crying.
-They're vampires without fangs?
-They made everyone else more immature (drinking compost water? Chasing girls around with worms?) to make Edward seem like a luckier catch.
In conclusion, renting this movie cost too much money for the quality of film. I am so glad I didn't see this in theatres.
Hon, I'm really hoping that perhaps your dad fell alseep in the movie theatre and that was why he said the movie was good. It's the only way I can avoid losing respect for him.
- Location:Living Room
- Music:X-Men
The following are actual conversation which occurred between Ducky and I in our 1st year Geography class. Be amused.
Canoodles
1) Bajewsky’s new speech: “Earth… is like an everlasting gobstopper.”
2) D: Ogres have layers.
L: Do you think we could watch Shrek and claim we’re studying differentiation?
D: Shut up, Lar,
3) B: Earth will cool down. What will that mean? No more tectonics, no more volcanoes, or magnetic field.
L: Oh no! How will the ducks migrate? Or the butterflies?
D: *blink* I think the ducks will be gone.
L: Yeah, probably blown up in World War III.
D: Human beings are like a virus.
L: That reminds me of The Matrix. Do you think we could watch The Matrix and claim it’s studying?
4) B: The Aesthenosphere is cold, hard, and brittle.
D: Like Maris.
5) B: I must have ESP.
D&L: *stare*
B: What is moho? (FYI: Crust-mantle boundary)
L: Is it wrong when she said that I thought of Mojo?
D: Like Mo Jo Jo Jo (PowerPuff Girls)
L: No, like Mojo from the X-Men comics. You know: big, fat, green, wants to kidnap the X-Men to make his own television empire? *thinks* Sounds a bit like Toth with the empire bit…
6) L: *Has been up half the night reading Inuyasha fan fiction* *Yawns* Why is it Inuyasha is a dog demon, but all the rabid fan girls think he purrs? I bet you he does, though. *Goes to her happy place.* Forget hot spots. Inuyasha’s hot. But what main character of Rumiko Takahashi isn’t? *Starts to liquefy*
B: What causes this differentiation? The young girl liquefying at the back, there. *Points at Larkin, who is now a puddle of ooze.*
L: Isostacy. *Goes even deeper into her happy place*
D: *stares at Larkin* How the hell do you do that?
L: Do what?
7) *Larkin’s pen runs out of ink and she wheels in her chair all the way to the garbage can, almost knocking some poor student over* I’m a special girl.
8) L: The sugar from Mr. 851 mL Coke and Mrs. Rice Crispie bar is going straight to my head.
D: *shudders at the grammar* May god have mercy on us all.
9) B: Draw diagrams!
L: I think I need to stop watching the Sunday Night sex show, because I’m thinking of the wrong diagrams.
10) B: This creates magma.
L: Magma. Austin Powers.
D: I know.
L: Can we claim it’s studying?
11) B: Everyone’s getting sick here.
L: I’m already sick.
12) D: How is it you yell at me when I’m drinking a Baccardi at 10 am which I started the night before, but you can drink a whole bottle of Coke at 10:30 am and I say nothing?
L: *looking utterly smashed* You love me!
13) B: Right, remember the kittens? In the bag with the brick and thrown in the river?
L: Damnit! I knew she was going to bring up those damn kittens!
14) B: What’s going on in this picture?
L: It looks like Christmas.
D: Christmas time on the seafloor. Should I actually raise my hand and say that?
15) B: *shows a picture with a mountain in the background and a giraffe in the foreground* This is not Iceland. *Pause* What are those things on the top of the giraffe’s head? Are they hard? Are they horns? I mean, they look like aliens!
L: Run Giraffe, quickly! She’s discovered your secret! Run!
D: If you are caught, make the sound of a dying giraffe.
16) B: You can all draw a picture of a volcano, right?
L: Yeah, but I’d had Caecilius and Cerberus flying out of it.
17) B: Imagine you’re a out on a boat in the middle of the ocean. *D&L start to picture themselves in the S.S. Minnow* And then a volcano erupts under you.
D&L: Aaah!
L: I’d have kittens.
D: No, Lar! Don’t have kittens! Bajewski’d steal them and throw them in a river!
18) D: Larkin! Look! *pokes*
L: Aack! Stop poking my boob!
D: I didn’t. If I poked your breast I’d do this. *pokes*
L: Aack!
*Ducky starts thinking of VtM and Marc’s comments about the Dome of the RoM looking like a breast*
19) B: Do you have any questions about the structurals?
L: Do we have to know them?
19) B: Grafite is so soft when you write you actually smear it on the paper.
L: *looks up from sketchbook* I don’t like thinking of the idea of my art being smears…
20) D: Larkin! Are you licking geological samples?
L: I’m not not licking geological samples…
21) L: I’m going into PoF mode, and if you ask me any question, I’ll probably be able to answer it… if the knowledge is in my head, that is.
D: Okay, then, what’s two plus two?
L: Four.
D: Wrong! It’s five!
L: It’s four.
D: Five!
L: No, it’s four.
D: It’s only four because you say it is! Screw you, you self appointed number nazi!
22) B: It’s kind of like taking rice crispies and marshmallows and butter and whatever and making rice crispie squares.
D: What is it with Bajewsky and food?
L: Mm, rice crispie square.
23) B: …and it got to the surface and the earth went cough.
L: So… the earth coughs up rocks like a hairball?
24) Morpheus: What is the Matrix?
L: The smaller crystals in a porphyritic rock.
Morpheus: o.O
25) B: we all know what assimilation is.
L: Resistance is futile.
D: Only you would find a way to get Star Trek into geology.
L: I’ll get Star Wars in yet!
26) B: Now, time for relative dating!
L: Is it wrong that when I hear that, it’s followed by you saying ‘incest is best’?
27) B: I’m a geological preacher!
D: There has to be a canoodle in there.
L: I know, but I can’t think of one.
28) B: And then the snow plow comes along and piles up snow in your driveway. Then what happens?
L: I have to go shovel.
29) B: This course makes you feel like your brain is being sucked out and stepped on.
L: Boy, do I!
30) B: This is your brain on geology. No, this can’t be your brain on geology! If it were, all the spaces would be filled and over flowing!
D: HA! I knew it!
L: Wow… geology really will make your head spontaneously combust!
31) B: Many… Ah many…
L: Many Bothans died to bring us this information. *pause* Star Wars canoodle! Victory!
D: Semi-victory? Second place?
L: ….hai.
D: *applauds Larkin’s mad skillz for working in Star Wars*
L: *bows, trips, falls on her face*
32) B: Look how it flows! It’s like opium or molasses or something.
D: *blink*
L: Did she just say opium?
D: I think so.
L: *blink* O…. kay…
33) B: You’ve got all the grinding, and pushing and pulling along those faults—they’re not lubricated, so they’re rubbing against each other, until you have a build up of energies and then an earthquake.
D: …is it getting hot in here?
L: Who knew geology was so hot?
*D&L proceed to gouge their eyes out with rusty spoons for thinking such things*
34) L: Back to the topic of sex! With all the non-lubricated grinding and pushing followed by a release of energy...
D: *pulls at her collar*
L: I bet you an earthquake is nature’s orgasm!
D: O.O
34) L: You know… metamorphosed snow looks like Magix cereal… I think we still have some laying around.
D: Oh Good God…
35) B: Earthquakes don’t kill people, people kill people.
L: *humming Barabara Streisand* People… people who kill…. People
The lost canoodle: Our teacher once compare Mount Olympus on Mars to a nipple.
- Location:bedroom
- Music:Cowboy Bepop
Take socks. I could wear my own socks, but sometimes Akira's just seem fluffier. And warmer. Probably because his are made with alpaca wool, and mine are thin female dress socks I need for work. And so that makes sense.
But then there's the rat. The rat is given an apple slice and ignore it because the one he can steal from my plate is so much more appealing for him. And apparently he likes to flu, as he just leapt a foot into my lap.
Reading is going on. My foot is sore, i don't know why, but at least overworking isn't an option since I have so much time to read... and watch videos, which KT was kind enough to lend me. I am on episode.... 10 of Season 1 of Gilmore Girls and have determined the following:
-Dean is cute.
-Alexis Bedel has inhumanely blue eyes and is utterly adorable.
-The show is witty.
-Yay girls!
And also that sometimes this show makes me feel a little dumb. I miss school. And reading intelligent books, as much as I love scouring the teen section for books I would like to have in my classroom one day, I want to read a book and then engage in a round table about the characters, the plot, and debate whether it should be considered a modern classic, ignored for the sake of propriety, or burned.
I am reminded of Lisa Simpson when I say that I feel I'm losing my perspicacity.
And then I think of my rat stealing my apples, and I wonder if maybe it's just everything around me changing rather than my brain shrinking.
- Location:bedroom
- Mood: complacent
- Music:Gilmore Girls Ep 10
So. Day in Toronto today with Emily. :)
It was fun: long, lots of walking, emotional (both on the good and the bad) and long. So I'm home now and too pooped to even log on to the warcrack to do the one daily quest it would take to become exalted with the Oracles. ^__^ Those small, long-tongued floppy crazy proto-murlocs.
Anyway, left here early. Took the bus. Got into the station. And waited. And you know, even in Toronto, looking for a tall, dark-haired guy and a short, blonde girl is susprisingly easy. There's just this kind of 'there they are' energy when you see someone you know, if only in pictures. And then you realize that you\re carrying, like, ten pounds of books, croissants, bagels, strawberries, and bananas, as well as a coat and an umbrella because of the crappy weather, and you can't run and ump on them, despite how much you may want to because you simply have too much shit.
So we tried to do it anyway and our knees hit. I'll probably have a bruise tomorrow. As Stef and Emmie and I can all testify, small/short girls are built tough.
We had the breakfast I brought with me in the Yorkdale Mall eating area before the mall opened. It was nice getting to talk and to eat something. Then came the beginning of the shopping. There was no pet store (it was closed or moved or something?), looking for a stuffed frog (don't ask, and FYI, the Disney Store does not carry Kermit plushies, although they do have an awesome t-shirt of Maleficent that says 'Diva' on it. and there was Crate and barrell and Williams Sonoma for high-priced kitchen stuff that we like but can't own (I keep telling myself I would never really use an industrial size mortar and pestle, but that doesn't stop me from seeing myself grinding herbs and reciting the Witches from MacBeth). And then, at last, Indigo. Abusing work discount ftw! But the only graphic novel they had in stock was Parasyte, therefore Bleach and tsubasa and Angel Sanctuary remain unfinished.
Then the Rainforest Cafe. I believe we were seated at the elephant table because it was the first time the waitress was there. Emily and Sasha kept trying to get me to eat. :) Akira would be proud. Emily treated us, so thank you again for that. I do love my klamata olives.
Sadly, that was also where the day took a turn for the worse, as Emmie was pickpocketed and lost her camera. I really hope that through some freak accident of nature, it turns up under a display or something and they call her, or, since we believe it pickpocketed, that the travel insurance covers it. I'd love to report that I dove in to save the day, but mostly I ust stood there feeling helpless. Emmie had her boyfriend there to give her hugs, so I'd ust be too many arms in a hug, and particularly when they start arguing in Hebrew, there's not much I can say. All I managed to pick up on were Nikon, and I think one or two uses of the F word. ;) Notice how I picked up on the English words. Smart is I. Although I do like it when they do talk in Hebrew. It's pretty (and fast) and it makes me wish I could speak it (particularly that fast--Hebrew is right up there with Spanish for fast-paced languages, imho, on the same level of me reciting the Lord's Prayer in Latin kind of fast).
So, yeah, btw, Emmie had her boyfriend there. I like him. He's cute and endearing so he gets my seal of approval. And he smells good.
But seeing him made me miss Akira more. Hanging out with only three men since Akira left (with Nathan and Sean being in Toronto--although it goes up to five men if you include Boon and Bobby in that one game of D&D), there's not much to miss. Adam, Marc, and Mike are all great guys, and pretty withdrawn. Certainly, none of them would be persudaded into wearing a miniskirt. Or a pair of my pants. Or a certain green tie-dye tank top Akira once put on while drunk (I took advantage of him, and that's the real secret for him not drinking *wink*). I'm sure KT will read this and be scandalized that I ardently adore Marc and agree with her that he is the smartest guy anyone knows in our circle of friends. I like to think of Marc as a walking encyclopedia, and much like Akira, if he doesn't know the answer to something, he has ways of getting his fingers on the information.
The thing is that none of these guys are particularly tacticle. Alex did give me a hug, and there was this one moment where the thought went through my head: I'm hugging a guy that isn't Akira. And it suddenly made me miss him. it didn't help that Alex smelled good either, and probably only made it worse. Because all of a sudden there was a male in my midst who was tactile, has great fashion sense, plays D&D (Yes, hon, he plays D&D, and so I told him that I thought you two would get together well) and, oh yes, he has a camera and wants to take pictures of me and Emmie walking around.
Oh, shit.
And the self-conscious buttons kick in, and I wanted to die. :) At one point I tried hiding in my scarf, but instead he ust kept snapping pictures, so there;s some somewhere of Emmie talking to me while I have my face and head covered in a 6 ft woolen scarf.
What's sad is that that probably isn't the weirdest picture of me that's been taken. There may have been a watermelon incident.
Anyway, so after lunch we hit the ROM. By this time it's 4:30, so we get in at half price. I'm really surprised they don't have a teacher's discount, but whatever. The new entrance is NOT part of the really cool gold room with the dome mosiac ceiling, and it makes me sad. And there's more backtracking now. Maybe there's still remodling going on? I don't know. It does seem like a waste of time to meander through the dinosaurs and the bird displays ust to get back to the stairs down when you just spent an hour or more taking pictures...
...most of which may or may not be of Deinonychus. Puppy! It's my Puppy! Puppy next to an Albertasaurus, so it's like a before and after of the Druid errata.
They also upped the Asian wing, which is cool. All I can remember of that wing was a lot of jade, but now they also have some VERY printing paintings, some of which take up a whole wall, swords, and pottery. Some of the pottery is amazing. I mean, it's one thing to look at a pyramid and wonder of they made it, but to me it's just as astonishing to see a bottle with a cap made for keeping perfumes or tobacco that would fit in the palm of a closed fist and wonder how they were making something so precious back in... oh, say, 1000 Anno Domini.
Lots of subway riding today. We parted ways at the subway. It took them away so fast I didn't have a chance to wave goodbye. Or to see if I could pick up Sasha, which is what I had kind of wanted to see if I could do. He's a bit skinnier than Akira, but about the same height. I figured it would be easy, but now I won't get to find out. I headed back to the Yorkdale mall BY MYSELF. Because I'm a big girl now, finally. And I understand what Stef meant about each sub getting louder. I think my ears are still ringing a little from the squeal of the breaks.
But one of the great things about TO is to indulge in things we don't have in Barrie. For supper I had sushi. HALF OFF sushi! The sushi place puts all the day-old sushi at half off to sell it around 8. Sushi is the best food to have when you want something healthy (rice and fish are healthy!) and light because you're travelling. And I had a smoothie which was really, really good, and ust thinking about makes my mouth water. Now I have to go and get a drink before bedtime.
When I was on the bus, I took off my coat, pulled out my book, took of my shoes and sat cropss-legged using my scarf (6 ft scraves are handy for more than warmth!) as a table and ate my sushi and read.
I'm reaing City of Bones. I'll have it read by tomorrow sometimes. OMG, is it good! Like, really good. The first three chapters I was kind of indicisive, but then Clary really started to get into character. I love Clary. She uses the term Asshat! Asshat! That's a DUCKY term! And she watches anime. ^__^ She's a normal girl, though I use it loosely, who thus far does use her head to get her out of situations. Plus, any author who also has a geek who plays D&D, the word otaku, and Latin, is awesome in my books. As I told Mom on the way home though, the author has thrown so many twists and turns into her little plot that I wonder what secrets she has ins tore in books two and three of the trilogy. Hopefully she didn't use them all in book one.
Coming back home though, all I could think about was Akira. lol. Sorry Em, I missed you, and I thought of you too, remininding myself I needed to let you know I got back home safely, but all I could really think about was how much I wanted to come home and crawl in bed with a convenient man-sized bed warmer. The nice thing about the three guys I do hang around with being aloof is that when I see them give someone a hug or a kiss, I don't get jealous for the simply reason that they don't, so I have nothing to get jealous over. But I think I am a little jealous over Emmie at the moment, because she does have a convenient man-sized bed warmer with her, and one that likes science fiction and D&D, which I believe are two of the requirements Akira had to have before I had any serious interest in him (as opposed to being the walking eye candy he was for the first year of high school. Too bad the poor boy thought I was gay. You loser. I love you.).
Emily wasn't online though, so hopefully they are nestled in bed at this very moment, getting readusted to Canadian time, and at this moment I really hope that KT and Marc aren't being kept awake by their wacky downstairs neighboor, and Sean and Toth are killing each other playing on one of their many game stations, and Mike and Tor are doing their homework like good students. it's crappy inside, so hopefully everyone has someone to spend it with.
So, on that note, I'm going to grab some water (damn Barrie for not having more smoothie places that are both convenient and not as expensive as freaking Jugo Juice!!), and find my stuffed unicorn plushie.
Yeah, that's right. I have a stuffed unicorn plushie. He has wings and a purple mane and tail. Emily understand it. I think even Akira understands it. Everyine else reading this should know by now I'm weird, and just accept the strange combination of words that come out of my mouth (or fingertips in this case).
Hugs and Kisses,
HellsBookeeper
P.S. Seriously, Em, try City of Bones, by Cassandra Clare. Ducky, you should give it a try too. She uses your word! Asshat. ^__^ Cracked me up.
- Location:Bedroom of (near) Solitude
- Mood:
awake - Music:the whistling of the wind around the house
Neville Longbottom is most undoubtedly the best character in the Harry Potter series, and seeing the 5th movie makes me cry.
I made bread and muffins and they are yummy.
I probably spend too much time reading.
