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the_dala at 08:00pm on 06/09/2004
the_dala at 08:00pm on 06/09/2004Vacation weekend almost officially over. Somehow, I made it through. Yesterday I decided around 2:00 in the afternoon, after the rain spoiled my carefully planned photo safari, to go home because dammit, it's a three-day weekend and I can. So I did.
But first, thank thank THANK you guys for giving me some happy and helping turn an awful morning into a surprisingly pleasant day (I should stop having panic attacks in the shower, I think). I swear I will stop freaking out soon. I just don't react very well to change. I'm like the pet that doesn't travel well and pukes in the backseat every half hour and runs into the screen door in the new house. Will do individual replies later.
Anyway. Saturday, after I managed to get over the fact that I will definitely have no on-campus job this semester, I spent most of my time hanging around with the suitemates and watching "Coupling" and "Avonlea" with Vanessa. Time went by verrrry sloooooowly. Sunday, I loafed around and did nothing until Ness got back to church, then set off for brunch with my camera in tow. I managed to get off most of a roll of film before the rain chased me under a tree outside of Kent. I called home because I was bored and decided to set off just for the night. Despite the fact that I've only been here a week. Oh well. I didn't call anybody who was home because I wanted to just collapse on the sofa in the basement and not move for hours. So Daddy and I watched "The Passion of the Christ," which wow, I really did not like. At all. The acting was fine, but the movie itself was a disappointment. At best. it failed to either be inspiring (to my agnostic, but spiritually open little self), educational, or entertaining. At its worst, it was offensive on several levels. Yeah. Not recommending it to the curious. "Along Came Polly" seemed like a rollicking good time by comparison. I still crack up everytime Philip Seymour Hoffman smacks the backboard, or gets all diva-ish, or, well, opens his mouth or moves in any direction, really.
Spent this morning reading Survival in Auschwitz for Legacy, then went to lunch with the parents, then took a nap and came back to school. I've been trying to write, but it's not going very well. I got exactly two sentences out in "A Simple Twist of Fate" on Sunday morning. I've done a lot of musing and brainstorming over the "Nail" sequel, but can't seem to get started rewriting the beginning -- I have about two pages, but it's mostly dialogue and vaguely omnipresent in POV. I'm trying to get into James's head and the segue has not appeared. Oddly enough, the thing I'm most moved to write is a James/Elizabeth that's been puttering about in my head for ages, which I hadn't taken seriously until now.
Jesus, wee Sarah Polley looks like Cassie, even more so in the second season. It is so disconcerting.
Sending the remaining two DVDs back tomorrow, hoping to get "Pulp Fiction" and "Neverwhere" as soon as possible. Damn holiday weekend. The nearest warehouse is in G-burg, which is odd. I get to send movies home while I stay here.
But first, thank thank THANK you guys for giving me some happy and helping turn an awful morning into a surprisingly pleasant day (I should stop having panic attacks in the shower, I think). I swear I will stop freaking out soon. I just don't react very well to change. I'm like the pet that doesn't travel well and pukes in the backseat every half hour and runs into the screen door in the new house. Will do individual replies later.
Anyway. Saturday, after I managed to get over the fact that I will definitely have no on-campus job this semester, I spent most of my time hanging around with the suitemates and watching "Coupling" and "Avonlea" with Vanessa. Time went by verrrry sloooooowly. Sunday, I loafed around and did nothing until Ness got back to church, then set off for brunch with my camera in tow. I managed to get off most of a roll of film before the rain chased me under a tree outside of Kent. I called home because I was bored and decided to set off just for the night. Despite the fact that I've only been here a week. Oh well. I didn't call anybody who was home because I wanted to just collapse on the sofa in the basement and not move for hours. So Daddy and I watched "The Passion of the Christ," which wow, I really did not like. At all. The acting was fine, but the movie itself was a disappointment. At best. it failed to either be inspiring (to my agnostic, but spiritually open little self), educational, or entertaining. At its worst, it was offensive on several levels. Yeah. Not recommending it to the curious. "Along Came Polly" seemed like a rollicking good time by comparison. I still crack up everytime Philip Seymour Hoffman smacks the backboard, or gets all diva-ish, or, well, opens his mouth or moves in any direction, really.
Spent this morning reading Survival in Auschwitz for Legacy, then went to lunch with the parents, then took a nap and came back to school. I've been trying to write, but it's not going very well. I got exactly two sentences out in "A Simple Twist of Fate" on Sunday morning. I've done a lot of musing and brainstorming over the "Nail" sequel, but can't seem to get started rewriting the beginning -- I have about two pages, but it's mostly dialogue and vaguely omnipresent in POV. I'm trying to get into James's head and the segue has not appeared. Oddly enough, the thing I'm most moved to write is a James/Elizabeth that's been puttering about in my head for ages, which I hadn't taken seriously until now.
Jesus, wee Sarah Polley looks like Cassie, even more so in the second season. It is so disconcerting.
Sending the remaining two DVDs back tomorrow, hoping to get "Pulp Fiction" and "Neverwhere" as soon as possible. Damn holiday weekend. The nearest warehouse is in G-burg, which is odd. I get to send movies home while I stay here.
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and didnt tell me?