random saturday afternoon lounging around update
Last night 
jadefire88 brought a friend and coworker home and my younger brother helped inflict a Firefly marathon on her. She seemed willing enough, and made it through "Jaynestown," which earned her mad props from our household. I however fell asleep during "Our Mrs. Reynolds," which is like sacriledge. But my desire to have Nathan Fillion's children was reinforced, so it wasn't a total loss.
In happier news,oddmonster and I have generated enough potential meta material for an entire book of Miami Vice essays. It might be madness, but it's damn fun madness. We've even started using our respective Interlibrary Loan services. I was gonna wait to purchase the s3&4 Vice DVDs, but now I find myself itching to get my hands on them, purely so I can look for more uses of mirrors and reflections in the episodes.
I have a disease. A Meta disease. There is no cure. At least it's not fatal. I think.
I should really work more on Staring at the Sun, despite the siren call of meta. We'll see.
jadefire88 brought a friend and coworker home and my younger brother helped inflict a Firefly marathon on her. She seemed willing enough, and made it through "Jaynestown," which earned her mad props from our household. I however fell asleep during "Our Mrs. Reynolds," which is like sacriledge. But my desire to have Nathan Fillion's children was reinforced, so it wasn't a total loss.I'd had one of those days. It rained like 24 hrs straight here, and I'd made the mistake of wearing non-waterproof shoes to work. And my umbrella decided to die. So I got wet feet (ugh) on the way to work. And then had a lunchtime appointment, so I got wet feet on the way to and from the appointment. After that the shoes gave up the ghost and refused to dry. So I whined to jadefire88 and she was nice enough to come pick me up at the metro after work so I wouldn't have to get wet for a fourth time that day. I think I would have broken down in tears if I'd had to walk through the rain one more time. Rain usually doesn't bother me, but yesterday it was like torture. I dunno.
jadefire88 and she was nice enough to come pick me up at the metro after work so I wouldn't have to get wet for a fourth time that day. I think I would have broken down in tears if I'd had to walk through the rain one more time. Rain usually doesn't bother me, but yesterday it was like torture. I dunno.In happier news,
oddmonster and I have generated enough potential meta material for an entire book of Miami Vice essays. It might be madness, but it's damn fun madness. We've even started using our respective Interlibrary Loan services. I was gonna wait to purchase the s3&4 Vice DVDs, but now I find myself itching to get my hands on them, purely so I can look for more uses of mirrors and reflections in the episodes. I have a disease. A Meta disease. There is no cure. At least it's not fatal. I think.
I should really work more on Staring at the Sun, despite the siren call of meta. We'll see.