Sometimes you read a book and you kind of fundamentally know it's not good, but there's something about it that appeases you. It's kind of like powering through fan fic that has some questionable characterization just so that you can get to the hot and steamy parts of it.
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Jan. 17th, 2014 08:31 pmOne of the things that I promised myself that I'd do this year was to get back on track with my reading. I usually read at least forty books a year, but last year I only read twenty-three. It was a stressful time, and I just couldn't focus enough on anything. I would check out books from the library, finish one or two of them, and not get around to the rest.
But this year, I'm going to get back up to my usual reading schedule. I checked out two books that I'd been dying to read on December 29, and they're overdue, but tomorrow I'm renewing one so that I can finish it. And there are books on my Kindle that I got on sale last year and never got around to finishing, so I've got those, and there are about six hardcovers that I either bought or was given as gifts that I've had for ages, and need to read.
But at the same time, I desperately need to finish writing This Mad Season, which was my NaNo novel from last year (I won again, holla!), so that I can edit it and then send it to CreateSpace for my free bound copy. And I still want to rewrite the one from the year before that, but I need to completely rework some of the earlier parts and do a lot more research before I do.
And that's all I got for right now! How are you?
But this year, I'm going to get back up to my usual reading schedule. I checked out two books that I'd been dying to read on December 29, and they're overdue, but tomorrow I'm renewing one so that I can finish it. And there are books on my Kindle that I got on sale last year and never got around to finishing, so I've got those, and there are about six hardcovers that I either bought or was given as gifts that I've had for ages, and need to read.
But at the same time, I desperately need to finish writing This Mad Season, which was my NaNo novel from last year (I won again, holla!), so that I can edit it and then send it to CreateSpace for my free bound copy. And I still want to rewrite the one from the year before that, but I need to completely rework some of the earlier parts and do a lot more research before I do.
And that's all I got for right now! How are you?
we're up all night for good fun.
Sep. 17th, 2013 08:43 pmWOW, it has been a while. I've had a mix of Big Real Life Things happening (my mom's back in NC right now to see about my grandma, for one) and Fun Real Life Things happening (I WENT TO THE BSB CONCERT AND HUGGED THREE OF THEM AND IT WAS AMAZING). In addition to that, I've been trying to get myself together, and tomorrow I'm going to a job fair with a new resume and the hope that I will soon be freed from retail to do other stuff.
But in the meantime, I've done more online shopping today than I have done in maybe a month total. I bought some washi tape on a flash sale site (I have a problem with that), and I ordered photo prints and bought The Coldest Girl in Coldtown (which is, as of today, on sale for $4.99 if you get the Kindle edition). I also got the pilot for Sleepy Hollow, which I'm going to rewatch in a few.
I'll try to be back with stories from the previous month later. I am going to try to turn in early so that I'll be ready for tomorrow.
But in the meantime, I've done more online shopping today than I have done in maybe a month total. I bought some washi tape on a flash sale site (I have a problem with that), and I ordered photo prints and bought The Coldest Girl in Coldtown (which is, as of today, on sale for $4.99 if you get the Kindle edition). I also got the pilot for Sleepy Hollow, which I'm going to rewatch in a few.
I'll try to be back with stories from the previous month later. I am going to try to turn in early so that I'll be ready for tomorrow.
Saturday night, okayish, I guess.
Dec. 8th, 2012 09:58 pmI have been cleaning in some way, shape, or form all day, since my plans ended up being abandoned.
However, I did find a cool read: Holly Black's short "The Coldest Girl in Coldtown", which has been expanded into novel form, with a release date as-yet unknown.
Yes, it is YA lit about vampires; but no, it is not in the Twilight vein (no pun intended). It's creepy, but in the kind of way that hits you once you think about it for a little while. I can't wait to see how it'll play out in long form, because the short as is makes me want more.
However, I did find a cool read: Holly Black's short "The Coldest Girl in Coldtown", which has been expanded into novel form, with a release date as-yet unknown.
Yes, it is YA lit about vampires; but no, it is not in the Twilight vein (no pun intended). It's creepy, but in the kind of way that hits you once you think about it for a little while. I can't wait to see how it'll play out in long form, because the short as is makes me want more.
I have been weaving like, almost all day. And mostly, it's because it's soothing. But mainly, it's because it's part of something that I'm working on for 3D design.
( Picture of the big kind, because trying to explain this is complicated. )
I'm using the straws as a loom and doing the usual over/under weave on them. When the yarn gets close to the taped off parts, I pull them up, which in turn pushes the woven parts down. The ends of the filler thread are tied off. Once you reach a point you want to stop at, you snip the taped parts of the straws off and tie off the other end of filler thread. And voila, you have a scarf.
I did this for the first time in art class in like, fifth or sixth grade. I still have my first scarf, and I was always super-sad that it wasn't long enough for me to wear.
And now I have like, seven or eight... oblong balls of yarn, so I can finally make one for myself once this project's over. Well, one or five, whichever.
Besides doing tons of weaving, I went and saw Argo this afternoon. I found out that the United Artists theater near my house does $5 twilight movies, so my new plan is to, should a movie I like be playing at that theater between 4 and 6, go over there, because that's the best price ever. Especially on weekends! Most of the theaters I frequent don't do student tickets during weekends, and the AMC at the mall only does AM $5 movies. So I like this.
Anyway! The movie was excellent. I'm liking Ben Affleck's directorial efforts, even though I haven't seen Gone Baby Gone, but I liked The Town and this one. I was randomly really excited to see that Titus Welliver (the Man in Black from Lost) had a bit part in it. I know that canonically, he has a different name, but every time I see him in something I automatically think of him as MIB or as Esau.
I have just as much fun spotting Mark Pellegrino in things too, only I get to go, "JACOB! SATAN!" Pretty much had that reaction during a point in Revolution, which I am behind in. Actually, I'm behind in almost every show I'm watching right now--I just got around to watching the season premiere of The Vampire Diaries a little while ago, and I still have to watch this week's episode of Revolution and the last two weeks' worth of Elementary. I also have the pilot for Nashville on my Kindle, because it was free via Amazon Video and because I've heard good things about it.
So: what have you been watching/checking out lately? Not just TV and movies, but books and such too. I'm mired deep in You Killed Wesley Payne, which I thought I was going to love but I'm having kind of a hard time really getting into. It's an okay book, just not as gripping as I'd imagined. Last weekend I read Princess, an ebook I'd downloaded ages ago because it was like, $1.99 from the Kindle store and it looked like it was going to be a frothy, girlie romp... and ended up being a big ol' soapy mess that kept me going "OH COME ON" at, all while I tried to read to the end.
That's all!
( Picture of the big kind, because trying to explain this is complicated. )
I'm using the straws as a loom and doing the usual over/under weave on them. When the yarn gets close to the taped off parts, I pull them up, which in turn pushes the woven parts down. The ends of the filler thread are tied off. Once you reach a point you want to stop at, you snip the taped parts of the straws off and tie off the other end of filler thread. And voila, you have a scarf.
I did this for the first time in art class in like, fifth or sixth grade. I still have my first scarf, and I was always super-sad that it wasn't long enough for me to wear.
And now I have like, seven or eight... oblong balls of yarn, so I can finally make one for myself once this project's over. Well, one or five, whichever.
Besides doing tons of weaving, I went and saw Argo this afternoon. I found out that the United Artists theater near my house does $5 twilight movies, so my new plan is to, should a movie I like be playing at that theater between 4 and 6, go over there, because that's the best price ever. Especially on weekends! Most of the theaters I frequent don't do student tickets during weekends, and the AMC at the mall only does AM $5 movies. So I like this.
Anyway! The movie was excellent. I'm liking Ben Affleck's directorial efforts, even though I haven't seen Gone Baby Gone, but I liked The Town and this one. I was randomly really excited to see that Titus Welliver (the Man in Black from Lost) had a bit part in it. I know that canonically, he has a different name, but every time I see him in something I automatically think of him as MIB or as Esau.
I have just as much fun spotting Mark Pellegrino in things too, only I get to go, "JACOB! SATAN!" Pretty much had that reaction during a point in Revolution, which I am behind in. Actually, I'm behind in almost every show I'm watching right now--I just got around to watching the season premiere of The Vampire Diaries a little while ago, and I still have to watch this week's episode of Revolution and the last two weeks' worth of Elementary. I also have the pilot for Nashville on my Kindle, because it was free via Amazon Video and because I've heard good things about it.
So: what have you been watching/checking out lately? Not just TV and movies, but books and such too. I'm mired deep in You Killed Wesley Payne, which I thought I was going to love but I'm having kind of a hard time really getting into. It's an okay book, just not as gripping as I'd imagined. Last weekend I read Princess, an ebook I'd downloaded ages ago because it was like, $1.99 from the Kindle store and it looked like it was going to be a frothy, girlie romp... and ended up being a big ol' soapy mess that kept me going "OH COME ON" at, all while I tried to read to the end.
That's all!
One of my favorite books of all time is The Westing Game. I read it for the first time in fifth grade--it was one of the last books we read during the school year, and while I was reading it I found myself skipping ahead because I could not put it down. This was a big deal, because while I had been able to be that engrossed in assigned reading before, I'd never read ahead. I was one of those "stick to the rules" kids, and if we were assigned chapters 1 and 2 of something, I only read 1 and 2.
I always skipped ahead to the next two chapters for The Westing Game, except at the end.
Anyway.
Sometime during the late '90s/early '00s, the book was adapted into a made-for-TV movie on Showtime. I was initially excited about it, until I found out that in addition to changing the title (I think it's called Get a Clue?), they had knocked down the number of the game's players to twelve, eliminating the Hoos and Theo Theodorakis, and that alone was enough to make me annoyed. I think I saw a part of it one night, and blocked out what memories I had because it made me that upset.
There are times when I have moments when I let myself fantasize about what I'd like to do in the future, if I become a writer/director, and one of my dreams is that I get to direct a movie version of The Westing Game that remedies the things that the Showtime version left out. And there is one major thing that I would do in my imagined version: bump the time period up to the mid '90s. The book was published in the mid-to-late '70s, and I feel like the only way that you could keep the same spirit of it, with the characters having to really stretch and scramble for the clues, would be to set the movie in a pre-Google/Wikipedia/keywords with quotation marks around them era.
And, okay, a little bit of my thoughts about that is colored by the fact that I read the book during the mid '90s and was picturing the era thusly. Plus, it would also make sense with some of the character's ages and perceptions of the other "players" in the game--like Sandy's immigrant status, the Judge's debts to Sam Westing, Grace's insecurity about her real maiden name, that sort of stuff.
Also in this fantasy, the score is jazzy kind of like the score for Catch Me if You Can, and the opening credits are animated and related to the clues or something. Actor-wise, I only have the following people in mind: Viola Davis for Judge Ford, Amanda Seyfried as Angela Wexler, Elle Fanning as Turtle (I alllmost would want Hailee Steinfeld), Stanley Tucci as Jake Wexler, and Armie Hammer as Denton Deere.
I have a very rich fantasy life.
I always skipped ahead to the next two chapters for The Westing Game, except at the end.
Anyway.
Sometime during the late '90s/early '00s, the book was adapted into a made-for-TV movie on Showtime. I was initially excited about it, until I found out that in addition to changing the title (I think it's called Get a Clue?), they had knocked down the number of the game's players to twelve, eliminating the Hoos and Theo Theodorakis, and that alone was enough to make me annoyed. I think I saw a part of it one night, and blocked out what memories I had because it made me that upset.
There are times when I have moments when I let myself fantasize about what I'd like to do in the future, if I become a writer/director, and one of my dreams is that I get to direct a movie version of The Westing Game that remedies the things that the Showtime version left out. And there is one major thing that I would do in my imagined version: bump the time period up to the mid '90s. The book was published in the mid-to-late '70s, and I feel like the only way that you could keep the same spirit of it, with the characters having to really stretch and scramble for the clues, would be to set the movie in a pre-Google/Wikipedia/keywords with quotation marks around them era.
And, okay, a little bit of my thoughts about that is colored by the fact that I read the book during the mid '90s and was picturing the era thusly. Plus, it would also make sense with some of the character's ages and perceptions of the other "players" in the game--like Sandy's immigrant status, the Judge's debts to Sam Westing, Grace's insecurity about her real maiden name, that sort of stuff.
Also in this fantasy, the score is jazzy kind of like the score for Catch Me if You Can, and the opening credits are animated and related to the clues or something. Actor-wise, I only have the following people in mind: Viola Davis for Judge Ford, Amanda Seyfried as Angela Wexler, Elle Fanning as Turtle (I alllmost would want Hailee Steinfeld), Stanley Tucci as Jake Wexler, and Armie Hammer as Denton Deere.
I have a very rich fantasy life.
On Twitter yesterday, I mentioned that I wished I could start a podcast.
And now I'm really considering doing it. I just have no idea what/how to get it done. I know that it's possible to get your interviews through Skype, but how do you record them? I've got a bunch of how-to tutorials bookmarked, but I won't be able to really look at them until I finish my paper for YA lit. Which I am so going to do this weekend, so that I can have it ready for review in the writing lab on Monday or Tuesday.
For my Film as Art class, I have to see a movie at a theater and write a 4-6 page paper on it. I can't decide if I want to watch Chronicle again or see Haywire. Any other new releases that I should look at? Suggestions?
SPEAKING OF MOVIES: we got the full trailer for The Amazing Spider-Man this week.
EEEEEEE.
Just--EEEEEE.
This one is so much better than the teaser! And I love what![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cleolinda said about it: "It's funny when you don't read the comics—'Oh, Peter's NOT supposed to be a meebly dork? He's SUPPOSED to be snarky? Oh.' Like, I'm pretty sure New Spidey would beat up Spider-Man 3 Spidey and take his emo lunch money." INDEED. (And I say this as someone who liked the first two movies in that series, but really, the third one? LORD.) And add that to the fact that someone I follow on Tumblr got to go to an advanced screening of THE WHOLE MOVIE and said it was awesome, and--yeah, I'm just going to sit over here in my corner, wishing for July 3rd to roll around.
Last thing: it felt so good to write "estimated graduation date: December 2012" on my tuition reimbursement forms.
And now I'm really considering doing it. I just have no idea what/how to get it done. I know that it's possible to get your interviews through Skype, but how do you record them? I've got a bunch of how-to tutorials bookmarked, but I won't be able to really look at them until I finish my paper for YA lit. Which I am so going to do this weekend, so that I can have it ready for review in the writing lab on Monday or Tuesday.
For my Film as Art class, I have to see a movie at a theater and write a 4-6 page paper on it. I can't decide if I want to watch Chronicle again or see Haywire. Any other new releases that I should look at? Suggestions?
SPEAKING OF MOVIES: we got the full trailer for The Amazing Spider-Man this week.
EEEEEEE.
Just--EEEEEE.
This one is so much better than the teaser! And I love what
cleolinda said about it: "It's funny when you don't read the comics—'Oh, Peter's NOT supposed to be a meebly dork? He's SUPPOSED to be snarky? Oh.' Like, I'm pretty sure New Spidey would beat up Spider-Man 3 Spidey and take his emo lunch money." INDEED. (And I say this as someone who liked the first two movies in that series, but really, the third one? LORD.) And add that to the fact that someone I follow on Tumblr got to go to an advanced screening of THE WHOLE MOVIE and said it was awesome, and--yeah, I'm just going to sit over here in my corner, wishing for July 3rd to roll around.Last thing: it felt so good to write "estimated graduation date: December 2012" on my tuition reimbursement forms.
Saturday night and it's all clear.
Feb. 4th, 2012 08:20 pmThis is one part book post, one part blah blah blah post!
I finished reading The Fault in Our Stars earlier this week, after putting it off for weeks because I was convinced it was going to make me cry. Having cried (or, at the least, gotten very teary) while reading books before, I tend to want to do it when I'm alone and not in public. I got about four chapters in during the first week I had the book, and then left it on my bookshelf for the perfect time when I could dive into it and possibly cry in peace when the time came.
( It wasn't so much crying as it was a case of eye sweat. Spoilery, obvs. )
In other book related news, I think I've figured out what I want to do for my analytical paper for my YA lit class! If my professor approves, I want to write about the diary/epistolary format as a narrative device, basing it around Sloppy Firsts. If that doesn't work, then I'm going to do something about war/possible apocalyptic themes in books like Meg Rosoff's How I Live Now. Either way, I have a little over two and a half weeks to write the paper, and two more months 'til my creative project is due. Next up on the reading slate for that class is Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, and then Speak.
On the other entertainment front, I saw Chronicle yesterday! If you can, go and see it because it's pretty damn good. The cast is excellent and it makes pretty good use of the whole "found footage" nature of everything. (On a shallow note, Michael B. Jordan is super-cute.) I had a minor "zomgzomgzomg" moment near the end, but that's just because I always get freaked out near the end of movies wherein shit is going down in a major way, and shit does go down in quite a major way in this one. We got a bunch of meh previews, and the only thing that stuck out in my mind was Snooki getting the good ol' eyepoke at the end of the trailer for The Three Stooges. I am STILL surprised that they finally made that, 'cause I remember hearing rumors about a modern Three Stooges movie since the mid '90s, and Jim Carrey was supposed to have been involved at some point. That is a long-ass time for a movie to be in development hell.
It should have stayed there.
I finished reading The Fault in Our Stars earlier this week, after putting it off for weeks because I was convinced it was going to make me cry. Having cried (or, at the least, gotten very teary) while reading books before, I tend to want to do it when I'm alone and not in public. I got about four chapters in during the first week I had the book, and then left it on my bookshelf for the perfect time when I could dive into it and possibly cry in peace when the time came.
( It wasn't so much crying as it was a case of eye sweat. Spoilery, obvs. )
In other book related news, I think I've figured out what I want to do for my analytical paper for my YA lit class! If my professor approves, I want to write about the diary/epistolary format as a narrative device, basing it around Sloppy Firsts. If that doesn't work, then I'm going to do something about war/possible apocalyptic themes in books like Meg Rosoff's How I Live Now. Either way, I have a little over two and a half weeks to write the paper, and two more months 'til my creative project is due. Next up on the reading slate for that class is Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, and then Speak.
On the other entertainment front, I saw Chronicle yesterday! If you can, go and see it because it's pretty damn good. The cast is excellent and it makes pretty good use of the whole "found footage" nature of everything. (On a shallow note, Michael B. Jordan is super-cute.) I had a minor "zomgzomgzomg" moment near the end, but that's just because I always get freaked out near the end of movies wherein shit is going down in a major way, and shit does go down in quite a major way in this one. We got a bunch of meh previews, and the only thing that stuck out in my mind was Snooki getting the good ol' eyepoke at the end of the trailer for The Three Stooges. I am STILL surprised that they finally made that, 'cause I remember hearing rumors about a modern Three Stooges movie since the mid '90s, and Jim Carrey was supposed to have been involved at some point. That is a long-ass time for a movie to be in development hell.
It should have stayed there.
this is Wednesday night.
Feb. 1st, 2012 09:35 pmIf you watch enough TV and enjoy it in a non-passive way—in the kind of way that those of us who are in fandom and tend to get very into our shows do—you might have thought up the kind of show that you would one day like to watch, if only you had the connections and money to create this show.
I was thinking about this the other day, and about how high school shows sometimes tend to be about the jocks and cheerleaders and the artsy kids and the loners, and I was thinking about how my high school experience was definitely not like that, and I thought, "If I could, I would make a show about the kids on the yearbook staff secretly running everything."
Because think about it: what's in the yearbook is forever, more or less. The protagonist could be the editor, who wants to make sure that every club, sport, and organization gets equal coverage and wants to make the yearbook experience more interactive, and the antagonist could be the head photographer/photography editor, who has for years been taking bribes from random clubs so that they can get more pages than others and posts the worst pictures of people that they have grudges against.
Basically, it would be like the high school Mafia.
As much as I like this idea, I don't know if it would work because yearbooks aren’t as big of a deal any more.
On the writing front: I've made it a goal to finish the first draft of my Epic Teen Romance by June, but I'm stalled, stuck around chapter four. I really want to use part of it for my creative project in my YA Lit class, but I don't know which part! I'm also having a hard time thinking of which book I want to use for my critical analysis paper, and I have a few ideas of what I'd like to do with that, but I don't know if I could find the scholarly research necessary for it. I'd love to one day write something about book to TV show adaptations and how they add variations to the book world (see: Gossip Girl and how Chuck Bass went from being mostly in the background to being one of the major players on the show).
And instead of writing the novel, I wrote a poem the other day:
I was thinking about this the other day, and about how high school shows sometimes tend to be about the jocks and cheerleaders and the artsy kids and the loners, and I was thinking about how my high school experience was definitely not like that, and I thought, "If I could, I would make a show about the kids on the yearbook staff secretly running everything."
Because think about it: what's in the yearbook is forever, more or less. The protagonist could be the editor, who wants to make sure that every club, sport, and organization gets equal coverage and wants to make the yearbook experience more interactive, and the antagonist could be the head photographer/photography editor, who has for years been taking bribes from random clubs so that they can get more pages than others and posts the worst pictures of people that they have grudges against.
Basically, it would be like the high school Mafia.
As much as I like this idea, I don't know if it would work because yearbooks aren’t as big of a deal any more.
On the writing front: I've made it a goal to finish the first draft of my Epic Teen Romance by June, but I'm stalled, stuck around chapter four. I really want to use part of it for my creative project in my YA Lit class, but I don't know which part! I'm also having a hard time thinking of which book I want to use for my critical analysis paper, and I have a few ideas of what I'd like to do with that, but I don't know if I could find the scholarly research necessary for it. I'd love to one day write something about book to TV show adaptations and how they add variations to the book world (see: Gossip Girl and how Chuck Bass went from being mostly in the background to being one of the major players on the show).
And instead of writing the novel, I wrote a poem the other day:
the universe says that every young love is bound by the same rules:
when in each other's arms, they believe they are inseparable,
that the grasp of time and space cannot contain them,
that they will beat the odds, break the chains, and obtain a kind of immortality.
they believe that this is completion, this person staring back at them
whispering secrets, sharing stolen moments and clandestine dreams.
of course, they could be wrong—far too often they are.
first love is rarely eternal, never perfect,
but then, is any love ever without flaw?
it could be that this is why we believe in the power of silent moments,
of a glance that sets your soul alight.
that love—this first love—is flawed and flawless,
hopeful and hopeless, the most beautiful contradiction imaginable.
adventures in being a grown up.
Jan. 25th, 2012 10:39 pmSince the last post, I have become a car owner. It's a dark blue Nissan, and I still have to get used to it. It all happened kind of fast--Dad and I ended up on the lot intending to just look, and then there were forms and lots of reading. It was kind of overwhelming, but, y'know, I can handle it.
In the meantime: on Sunday I went to an event at the Dallas Public Library because John Green was speaking there about censorship. He's on a tour promoting The Fault in Our Stars (which I am afraid to finish reading, because from some of the reactions I have a feeling it's going to be one of those books that might wreck me), and the only official date in Texas was in Austin. At any rate, I went and it was all very cool (I sat on the steps in the auditorium next to a representative from Penguin Books, because every seat was full), and after I got my copy of Paper Towns signed, and I babbled something about my YA lit class to John, who wished me luck.
I'm still amazed by the fact that I was so excited to have that happened. (Plus, he walked past me on the way out for the signing!) I've met some actors and bands before and been pretty calm, but I had a moment of "Oh, wow, I am a few yards away from one of my favorite authors," moment. It made me think a little about celebrity. To anyone else it would've been kind of underwhelming, because authors are relatively low on the scale of celebrities worth fawning over, you know? People don't routinely lose their shit over Steven King or JK Rowling... well, depending on the circumstances, they might. But it's not like they're the megacelebrities who have the shaking and crying fans.
On top of that, I've been having a moment in which I'm listening to almost nothing but 90s pop (namely the Backstreet Boys) and OK Go. You know, just one of those days and whatev.
In the meantime: on Sunday I went to an event at the Dallas Public Library because John Green was speaking there about censorship. He's on a tour promoting The Fault in Our Stars (which I am afraid to finish reading, because from some of the reactions I have a feeling it's going to be one of those books that might wreck me), and the only official date in Texas was in Austin. At any rate, I went and it was all very cool (I sat on the steps in the auditorium next to a representative from Penguin Books, because every seat was full), and after I got my copy of Paper Towns signed, and I babbled something about my YA lit class to John, who wished me luck.
I'm still amazed by the fact that I was so excited to have that happened. (Plus, he walked past me on the way out for the signing!) I've met some actors and bands before and been pretty calm, but I had a moment of "Oh, wow, I am a few yards away from one of my favorite authors," moment. It made me think a little about celebrity. To anyone else it would've been kind of underwhelming, because authors are relatively low on the scale of celebrities worth fawning over, you know? People don't routinely lose their shit over Steven King or JK Rowling... well, depending on the circumstances, they might. But it's not like they're the megacelebrities who have the shaking and crying fans.
On top of that, I've been having a moment in which I'm listening to almost nothing but 90s pop (namely the Backstreet Boys) and OK Go. You know, just one of those days and whatev.
Got the syllabus for the Young Adult Literature class I'm taking this semester. Here's the books we have to buy/read for the class:
Anderson, Laurie Halse. Speak- Anonymous. Go Ask Alice
- Blume, Judy. Forever.
- Cormier, The Chocolate War
- Hinton, S. E. That Was Then, This is Now
- Knowles, John. A Separate Peace
Brashares, Ann. Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants- Lowry, Lois. The Giver
Meyers, Walter Dean. Monster- Rennison, Louise. Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging: Confessions of Georgia Nicholson
- Rowling, J. K. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone
- Salinger, J.D. The Catcher in the Rye
Strike-throughs indicate books I own. Bold indicates books I've read.
( Let's talk about the books on this list. )It's the end of the first week of the year, and I've already finished three books. SPEAKING OF BOOKS, I started a side Tumblr called What I Read This Year, so that I can post short reviews about all the new books I read. I don't think I'll talk about any of the books I re-read, unless it's an all-time favorite. But really, I tend to read more new books than to read old ones, so there's that.
While I'm on the topic of books: THE FAULT IN OUR STARS IS OUT ON TUESDAY. And I have seven library books out. All of the first run's autographed, right? So that means if I buy a copy at Barnes and Noble it'll be signed, right? I think I'm just gonna go ahead and finally buy my preorder on Amazon to be safe. That book has been in my shopping cart since Thanksgiving.
Beauty and the Beast 3D next Friday. Of all the movies that came out during the 90s Disney boom, that was the big one I didn't see at the theater. It's weird when I think about the fact that the first time I saw it, I didn't like it, but years later I've more or less fallen in love with it, and I've even seen the musical on stage. My first Disney movie at the theater was The Little Mermaid, and I've had an affinity for that movie ever since. Ariel's always been one of my favorite princesses; plus, "Part of Your World" is possibly the best I Want Song in the Disney Animated Canon.
Work related thing: I feel embarrassed when/if I see any of my former teachers/professors at work. I shouldn't, because I have to get money somehow, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with me working at The Job (also, academic assistance, which I need to use more). But at the same time, it just doesn't... feel right. It always makes me worry that somewhere in the back of their minds (especially when it comes to my high school teachers--and my former assistant principal, once) they are thinking, "That poor girl."
I had a moment like that on Monday, when I saw my former screenwriting instructor. He asked me how I was and what I'd been up to, and I responded with, "Oh, just hanging out... working..." And he adds, "And writing?" I didn't have the heart to tell him that the bulk of my writing over the past year has been for a novel, not for a screenplay. (But I still want to write my demon script! And I will, once I do some research on demons and what have!)
RANDOM LAST THING: I know we're a week into 2012, but if I did a post with the songs I listened to the most last year/favorite songs of 2011, would you all still be game?
While I'm on the topic of books: THE FAULT IN OUR STARS IS OUT ON TUESDAY. And I have seven library books out. All of the first run's autographed, right? So that means if I buy a copy at Barnes and Noble it'll be signed, right? I think I'm just gonna go ahead and finally buy my preorder on Amazon to be safe. That book has been in my shopping cart since Thanksgiving.
Beauty and the Beast 3D next Friday. Of all the movies that came out during the 90s Disney boom, that was the big one I didn't see at the theater. It's weird when I think about the fact that the first time I saw it, I didn't like it, but years later I've more or less fallen in love with it, and I've even seen the musical on stage. My first Disney movie at the theater was The Little Mermaid, and I've had an affinity for that movie ever since. Ariel's always been one of my favorite princesses; plus, "Part of Your World" is possibly the best I Want Song in the Disney Animated Canon.
Work related thing: I feel embarrassed when/if I see any of my former teachers/professors at work. I shouldn't, because I have to get money somehow, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with me working at The Job (also, academic assistance, which I need to use more). But at the same time, it just doesn't... feel right. It always makes me worry that somewhere in the back of their minds (especially when it comes to my high school teachers--and my former assistant principal, once) they are thinking, "That poor girl."
I had a moment like that on Monday, when I saw my former screenwriting instructor. He asked me how I was and what I'd been up to, and I responded with, "Oh, just hanging out... working..." And he adds, "And writing?" I didn't have the heart to tell him that the bulk of my writing over the past year has been for a novel, not for a screenplay. (But I still want to write my demon script! And I will, once I do some research on demons and what have!)
RANDOM LAST THING: I know we're a week into 2012, but if I did a post with the songs I listened to the most last year/favorite songs of 2011, would you all still be game?
I think I'm allergic to everything.
Jun. 6th, 2011 11:14 pmFunny story. Last Wednesday at work, I was doing something and felt a series of bumps behind my ears. I shrugged it off at first, thinking it was this heat rash I sometimes get when I'm overheated. Never mind that I usually get that on my face and arms. It should've been a warning.
I went about my business on Thursday (did Six Flags, had fun) and Friday. The bumps were still there and had started to go down my neck a little. I kept ignoring it and thinking it would go away until Saturday night at work, when they started itching most intensely. By the time that we FINALLY got out that night I wanted to rip my ears off my head. My dad took a look at it and theorized it was poison ivy, and that I'd gotten it from touching Pepper, who likes to run around in the bushes in the backyard and get into God knows what. Yeah.
Sunday morning I went to an urgent care clinic and came out with a prescription for an antihistamine, and even though my ears were still itchy and I had washed off the calamine lotion that had made the itching stop so that the doctor could take a better look at the rash, I put off taking the medicine until I got home. The warning label said that it might make me drowsy, and I didn't feel like possibly passing out at work. We stayed late (again), and I got home about 10:30 and took a pill and was underwhelmed after an hour because I felt astonishingly non-drowsy...
...until about 1 AM, when I started to feel like I'd been hit by a Mack truck of sleepy.
I slept for about seven hours straight with virtually uninterrupted dreams, and that rarely happens to me. I woke up kind of out of it, but really hungry, so I had a bowl of cereal and then proceeded to go back to sleep for another two and a half hours.
My ears feel better, though.
On the non-itchy front: I've read forty books so far this year! I've been keeping lists of what I read since about... four years ago, and I usually average about that many in one year. I don't know what exactly has contributed to the upswing in my reading this year, but I'm glad I've been able to do so much of it.
I went about my business on Thursday (did Six Flags, had fun) and Friday. The bumps were still there and had started to go down my neck a little. I kept ignoring it and thinking it would go away until Saturday night at work, when they started itching most intensely. By the time that we FINALLY got out that night I wanted to rip my ears off my head. My dad took a look at it and theorized it was poison ivy, and that I'd gotten it from touching Pepper, who likes to run around in the bushes in the backyard and get into God knows what. Yeah.
Sunday morning I went to an urgent care clinic and came out with a prescription for an antihistamine, and even though my ears were still itchy and I had washed off the calamine lotion that had made the itching stop so that the doctor could take a better look at the rash, I put off taking the medicine until I got home. The warning label said that it might make me drowsy, and I didn't feel like possibly passing out at work. We stayed late (again), and I got home about 10:30 and took a pill and was underwhelmed after an hour because I felt astonishingly non-drowsy...
...until about 1 AM, when I started to feel like I'd been hit by a Mack truck of sleepy.
I slept for about seven hours straight with virtually uninterrupted dreams, and that rarely happens to me. I woke up kind of out of it, but really hungry, so I had a bowl of cereal and then proceeded to go back to sleep for another two and a half hours.
My ears feel better, though.
On the non-itchy front: I've read forty books so far this year! I've been keeping lists of what I read since about... four years ago, and I usually average about that many in one year. I don't know what exactly has contributed to the upswing in my reading this year, but I'm glad I've been able to do so much of it.
things that bother me for no good reason.
Feb. 9th, 2011 03:19 pmYou know how new editions of books will be published, and the cover art may be changed? Am I the only one who always feels a little bit bummed when that happens? For me it's like, if I buy a book and like it, the cover art for that particular edition feels like "my" book in a way, and everything else just looks odd in comparison.
Also, I hated it when series would redesign their covers out of nowhere. Like how the Baby-Sitters Club went from just having the logo on a pastelish cover with the cover art to having the cloth background that reflected whichever character was narrating that book and the side panel with the pictures of all the main club members on the side. Ooh, and when all of a sudden the Princess Diaries books got away from the tiara theme on the cover of the first five, and then when Princess Mia came out they went to a solid colored cover with a title and reincorporated the tiara again somehow. I JUST WANT CONSISTENCY, DAMN.
Also, I hated it when series would redesign their covers out of nowhere. Like how the Baby-Sitters Club went from just having the logo on a pastelish cover with the cover art to having the cloth background that reflected whichever character was narrating that book and the side panel with the pictures of all the main club members on the side. Ooh, and when all of a sudden the Princess Diaries books got away from the tiara theme on the cover of the first five, and then when Princess Mia came out they went to a solid colored cover with a title and reincorporated the tiara again somehow. I JUST WANT CONSISTENCY, DAMN.
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Jan. 22nd, 2011 09:24 pmIt's been a while!
I feel slightly better about everything, but at the same time I just want to write paragraphs about tropes and things that I love in fiction, like happy endings that have to be fought for and won, conversations between friends that seem like they could have been something I would have told a friend of my own, and the whole idea of two people who should not under normal circumstances be friends or remotely interested in each other coming together. I love happy endings and bittersweet ones in fiction, but I especially love the kind of happy ending when it's not the definitive end--when you know that it's half ending and half new beginning. I just wish I could get that out when I write.
Anyway!
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My first favorite book was an abridged copy of Little Women. My mom gave it to me when I was six. It was the first chapter book that I read on my own. About a year later I got Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing by Judy Blume from a book club starter pack that my dad ordered from me. I read and reread that book a countless number of times because I thought it was about the best thing ever, and it made me wish that I lived in New York and could have all sorts of crazy adventures, though not necessarily with the weird little brother.
In the same vein, Harriet the Spy became a favorite because of the New York adventures, and I liked that Harriet was a girl who constantly had her head in a notebook. Between those two books and the Baby-Sitters Club, I thought New York was the best place in the universe.
I also really liked the American Girls series. My fifth grade teacher had all of Felicity and Kirsten's books, and at the time they were the only ones I hadn't read (there were only five AGs at the time, and I had all of Addy and Samantha's, and I had checked out all of Molly's at the library). I also liked the Sleepover Friends books, which was kind of BSC-esque in a way. The only difference was that the club consistently stayed at four members and they were in fifth grade. If anyone ever thought that the Baby-Sitters Club stretched reality with thirteen year olds getting part-time jobs, the Sleepover Friends were allowed to ride their bikes to the mall at eleven.
I feel slightly better about everything, but at the same time I just want to write paragraphs about tropes and things that I love in fiction, like happy endings that have to be fought for and won, conversations between friends that seem like they could have been something I would have told a friend of my own, and the whole idea of two people who should not under normal circumstances be friends or remotely interested in each other coming together. I love happy endings and bittersweet ones in fiction, but I especially love the kind of happy ending when it's not the definitive end--when you know that it's half ending and half new beginning. I just wish I could get that out when I write.
Anyway!
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My first favorite book was an abridged copy of Little Women. My mom gave it to me when I was six. It was the first chapter book that I read on my own. About a year later I got Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing by Judy Blume from a book club starter pack that my dad ordered from me. I read and reread that book a countless number of times because I thought it was about the best thing ever, and it made me wish that I lived in New York and could have all sorts of crazy adventures, though not necessarily with the weird little brother.
In the same vein, Harriet the Spy became a favorite because of the New York adventures, and I liked that Harriet was a girl who constantly had her head in a notebook. Between those two books and the Baby-Sitters Club, I thought New York was the best place in the universe.
I also really liked the American Girls series. My fifth grade teacher had all of Felicity and Kirsten's books, and at the time they were the only ones I hadn't read (there were only five AGs at the time, and I had all of Addy and Samantha's, and I had checked out all of Molly's at the library). I also liked the Sleepover Friends books, which was kind of BSC-esque in a way. The only difference was that the club consistently stayed at four members and they were in fifth grade. If anyone ever thought that the Baby-Sitters Club stretched reality with thirteen year olds getting part-time jobs, the Sleepover Friends were allowed to ride their bikes to the mall at eleven.
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Jan. 13th, 2011 11:31 pmWe're almost at the halfway mark in January, and I've read seven books already! Yaaaay. This is good, considering the fact that this time last year I had only finished one. I'm trying to get back on my 50 books a year wagon again.
Otherwise: first shot of Andrew Garfield as Spider-Man. So there's probably like... two or three people on my friends list who have been reading my journal for forever, so they're probably the only ones who remember me being all squeetastic about Tobey Maguire as Spidey way back when the first movie came out. I like the first two movies quite a bit (and like to pretend the third never happened) and I was initially kind of like, "..." when I heard about the new version and like, "Wait, who the hell is Andrew Garfield?" when I heard about the casting, buuuuut in the time since I've kind of gone from being totally ambivalent to why is this not coming out now, waaaah. 2012, I have no fear of your doom, but I want your movies like, now.
And just for fun:
Otherwise: first shot of Andrew Garfield as Spider-Man. So there's probably like... two or three people on my friends list who have been reading my journal for forever, so they're probably the only ones who remember me being all squeetastic about Tobey Maguire as Spidey way back when the first movie came out. I like the first two movies quite a bit (and like to pretend the third never happened) and I was initially kind of like, "..." when I heard about the new version and like, "Wait, who the hell is Andrew Garfield?" when I heard about the casting, buuuuut in the time since I've kind of gone from being totally ambivalent to why is this not coming out now, waaaah. 2012, I have no fear of your doom, but I want your movies like, now.
And just for fun:
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warning: this entry is all over the place.
Jan. 2nd, 2011 09:05 pmHAPPY 2011, EVERYBODY!!!
It has occurred to me that in August of this year I will have been on LJ for ten years; at the same name and everything. Oh. My. God.
Anyway, list time:
Song I Am Digging Right Now: This is the New Year by Ian Axel. I got it as a free download, but it's $0.99 at Amazon.
One of the Books I Cannot Wait to Read This Year: Beauty Queens by Libba Bray. I mean, the description alone:
WHY IS MAY SO VERY FAR AWAY. WHY.
A Few Favorite Book Quotes: The first is from Dash and Lily's Book of Dares by Rachel Cohn and David Levithan, which I liked so much more than the other two books they wrote together:
( The girl in your head. )
And then there is this exchange from Steve Kluger's My Most Excellent Year, which is (as I might have mentioned before, one of my favorite books and it is kind of woefully underrated). In it, Augie is talking to Hucky, a deaf kindergartner that his best friend/brother TC has befriended:
( Why don't you know?? )
And finally the opening from The Westing Game, which will always always always be one of my favorite books ever:
I did not do nearly enough reading last year. I usually read at the least forty books a year; last year I topped off at thirty-four. I guess that is what painting and screenwriting and tons of TV production work will do to you. Eh.
Concert I MUST Go To: the Backstreet Boys/New Kids on the Block reunion show.
I was stuck at home on Saturday because of my back and my mom and I were watching the replay from the Dick Clark New Years' show, and BSB and NKOTB were on and my mom says, "Candice, it's your boys!" I just discovered that tickets for the Dallas show have been on sale practically since my birthday and center floor seats are $106--so with Ticketmaster's service fees being what they are, the ticket will probably be like, $130 at the least. But I want to go so bad. I still sort of regret not going to their tour in 2005 because that ended up being the last one that Kevin was on and all. I have a feeling that it is going to be insane in the best possible way. When I first heard about the tour I think I had a moment where I reverted back to thirteen.
It has occurred to me that in August of this year I will have been on LJ for ten years; at the same name and everything. Oh. My. God.
Anyway, list time:
Song I Am Digging Right Now: This is the New Year by Ian Axel. I got it as a free download, but it's $0.99 at Amazon.
One of the Books I Cannot Wait to Read This Year: Beauty Queens by Libba Bray. I mean, the description alone:
Teen beauty queens. A "Lost"-like island. Mysteries and dangers. No access to emall. And the spirit of fierce, feral competition that lives underground in girls, a savage brutality that can only be revealed by a journey into the heart of non-exfoliated darkness. Oh, the horror, the horror! Only funnier. With evening gowns. And a body count.
WHY IS MAY SO VERY FAR AWAY. WHY.
A Few Favorite Book Quotes: The first is from Dash and Lily's Book of Dares by Rachel Cohn and David Levithan, which I liked so much more than the other two books they wrote together:
( The girl in your head. )
And then there is this exchange from Steve Kluger's My Most Excellent Year, which is (as I might have mentioned before, one of my favorite books and it is kind of woefully underrated). In it, Augie is talking to Hucky, a deaf kindergartner that his best friend/brother TC has befriended:
( Why don't you know?? )
And finally the opening from The Westing Game, which will always always always be one of my favorite books ever:
The sun sets in the west (just about everyone knows that), but Sunset Towers faced east. Strange!
Sunset Towers faced east and had no towers. This glittery, glassy apartment house stood alone on the Lake Michigan shore five stories high. Five empty stories high.
The one day (it happened to be the Fourth of July), a most uncommon-looking delivery boy rode around town slipping letters under the doors of the chosen tenants-to-be. The letters were signed by Barney Northrup.
The delivery boy was sixty-two years old, and there was no such person as Barney Northrup.
I did not do nearly enough reading last year. I usually read at the least forty books a year; last year I topped off at thirty-four. I guess that is what painting and screenwriting and tons of TV production work will do to you. Eh.
Concert I MUST Go To: the Backstreet Boys/New Kids on the Block reunion show.
I was stuck at home on Saturday because of my back and my mom and I were watching the replay from the Dick Clark New Years' show, and BSB and NKOTB were on and my mom says, "Candice, it's your boys!" I just discovered that tickets for the Dallas show have been on sale practically since my birthday and center floor seats are $106--so with Ticketmaster's service fees being what they are, the ticket will probably be like, $130 at the least. But I want to go so bad. I still sort of regret not going to their tour in 2005 because that ended up being the last one that Kevin was on and all. I have a feeling that it is going to be insane in the best possible way. When I first heard about the tour I think I had a moment where I reverted back to thirteen.
I love the blog Forever Young Adult, mostly because it's one of the YA book blogs that I've been following that's updated on a consistent basis. A few days ago they posted a list of things they (and the blog's readers) would like to see more of in YA lit.
I got in on the action, mentioning that I wished that there were more protagonists who weren't despairing over their lack of development, because I couldn't relate to that at all. I remember reading books where characters were fascinated by their best friends getting training bras and starting their periods and being like, "Why?" I was an early bloomer, and I remember feeling intensely awkward about wearing a bra long before every other girl I knew did. I joke that I knew the day my childhood was over was when I realized that I could no longer hang upside down on the monkey bars (because that meant my shirt would flip down, revealing my bra-wearing status), and yeah. There are tons of girls in books who I could relate to on personality levels and stuff, but I could never understand why Mia Thermopolis and Jessica Darling angsted over their bra sizes.
About the only character that I can remember reading in a book that had that issue was from... geez, this series of books from the late 80s. The two I read when I was younger were 2 Young 2 Go 4 Boys and We Hate Everything But Boys, both by Linda Lewis. One of the main character's best friends was a red-haired girl named Darlene, who was taller than everyone in fifth grade and was already wearing (and filling out) a bra. In the second book there was a scene when Darlene and Linda (the protagonist) were at a baseball game and a skeevy older boy comes over and starts making lewd comments about Darlene. I think the reason why I kept those two books (which I dug out of my box of books in our garage that I FINALLY found after like three years) is because I could relate so strongly to that feeling: feeling weird because you were physically more mature than your classmates and because some of them found that to be kind of scary or weird, and because you looked older than your age, having to endure the advances of sketchy older guys.
With that said, other things I'd love to see more of in young adult books: camp stories (I AM STILL BITTER THAT I NEVER GOT TO GO TO CAMP, OKAY. I blame Bug Juice and Salute Your Shorts and the Camp Mohawk Baby Sitters Club Super Special for that), stories about writing for/creating the newspaper and yearbook (but that could just be because I had the most fun in school once I got into yearbook and photojournalism), student government (I love the trope of absurdly powerful StuCo) and more epic pranks (see: The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks). This is why I need to write my book finally. So many ideas, so little time.
Other things: I saw Easy A on Friday and giggled like an idiot the entire time. Emma Stone is excellent in it--also, I really love her speaking voice. Olive's mom in the movie reminded me so much of my friend Tiffany's mom at some point, and it was just distracting to see Cam Gidagent, because I was like, "James? Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to have a nice case of dead?"
TWO MORE WEEKS 'TIL I SEE SARA BAREILLES!!! Front row, even! I AM NOT LYING.
Finally saw the latest episode of The Vampire Diaries. Seriously, I did not expect this show to be half as good as it is, but I am SO GLAD it surpassed my expectations. I am kind of gleeful about ( the latest thing that went down. )
And finally, I leave you with ( something to think about. )
I got in on the action, mentioning that I wished that there were more protagonists who weren't despairing over their lack of development, because I couldn't relate to that at all. I remember reading books where characters were fascinated by their best friends getting training bras and starting their periods and being like, "Why?" I was an early bloomer, and I remember feeling intensely awkward about wearing a bra long before every other girl I knew did. I joke that I knew the day my childhood was over was when I realized that I could no longer hang upside down on the monkey bars (because that meant my shirt would flip down, revealing my bra-wearing status), and yeah. There are tons of girls in books who I could relate to on personality levels and stuff, but I could never understand why Mia Thermopolis and Jessica Darling angsted over their bra sizes.
About the only character that I can remember reading in a book that had that issue was from... geez, this series of books from the late 80s. The two I read when I was younger were 2 Young 2 Go 4 Boys and We Hate Everything But Boys, both by Linda Lewis. One of the main character's best friends was a red-haired girl named Darlene, who was taller than everyone in fifth grade and was already wearing (and filling out) a bra. In the second book there was a scene when Darlene and Linda (the protagonist) were at a baseball game and a skeevy older boy comes over and starts making lewd comments about Darlene. I think the reason why I kept those two books (which I dug out of my box of books in our garage that I FINALLY found after like three years) is because I could relate so strongly to that feeling: feeling weird because you were physically more mature than your classmates and because some of them found that to be kind of scary or weird, and because you looked older than your age, having to endure the advances of sketchy older guys.
With that said, other things I'd love to see more of in young adult books: camp stories (I AM STILL BITTER THAT I NEVER GOT TO GO TO CAMP, OKAY. I blame Bug Juice and Salute Your Shorts and the Camp Mohawk Baby Sitters Club Super Special for that), stories about writing for/creating the newspaper and yearbook (but that could just be because I had the most fun in school once I got into yearbook and photojournalism), student government (I love the trope of absurdly powerful StuCo) and more epic pranks (see: The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks). This is why I need to write my book finally. So many ideas, so little time.
Other things: I saw Easy A on Friday and giggled like an idiot the entire time. Emma Stone is excellent in it--also, I really love her speaking voice. Olive's mom in the movie reminded me so much of my friend Tiffany's mom at some point, and it was just distracting to see Cam Gidagent, because I was like, "James? Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to have a nice case of dead?"
TWO MORE WEEKS 'TIL I SEE SARA BAREILLES!!! Front row, even! I AM NOT LYING.
Finally saw the latest episode of The Vampire Diaries. Seriously, I did not expect this show to be half as good as it is, but I am SO GLAD it surpassed my expectations. I am kind of gleeful about ( the latest thing that went down. )
And finally, I leave you with ( something to think about. )
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Aug. 24th, 2010 11:50 pmYesterday was... interesting.
I woke up bright and early at 6:50 and got dressed and was feeling good. I was going to be on time for class and I'd get a good parking space and it would be awesome.
Except that this year classes start on Thursday.
So I came back home and went to sleep and then left to go back to school AGAIN, so I could finally meet![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
spentayearinla (who is lovely and awesome BTW) and we hung out for a while. And then after that I spent the next two hours wandering around. I went to the arcade at the mall for the first time and played Skee Ball because I had this random urge. After that I headed to Barnes and Noble and bought some books, including The Hunger Games, because my library has NO copies of it and I've been wanting to see what the fuss was.
Today was okay, because I got to lay around and read, and then I got my new mirror for my car (the other one FELL OFF AND BROKE last weekend!) and I went to work and it wasn't super-super busy but I had cleats, and the football cleats got trashed. Ugh, football.
I woke up bright and early at 6:50 and got dressed and was feeling good. I was going to be on time for class and I'd get a good parking space and it would be awesome.
Except that this year classes start on Thursday.
So I came back home and went to sleep and then left to go back to school AGAIN, so I could finally meet
spentayearinla (who is lovely and awesome BTW) and we hung out for a while. And then after that I spent the next two hours wandering around. I went to the arcade at the mall for the first time and played Skee Ball because I had this random urge. After that I headed to Barnes and Noble and bought some books, including The Hunger Games, because my library has NO copies of it and I've been wanting to see what the fuss was. Today was okay, because I got to lay around and read, and then I got my new mirror for my car (the other one FELL OFF AND BROKE last weekend!) and I went to work and it wasn't super-super busy but I had cleats, and the football cleats got trashed. Ugh, football.
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Aug. 8th, 2010 11:54 pmTastespotting = me, drooling. FOOOOOOOOOOOD. FOOD FOOD FOOD.
Know what's awesome? Getting two hardcover books for $1 each. Thank you, Borders. Thanks a lot.
Know what's awesome? Getting two hardcover books for $1 each. Thank you, Borders. Thanks a lot.
