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Thursday Afternoon, Nervous
Jun. 12th, 2008 02:31 pmThe sky is deceptively blue today. I'm suspicious. It's trying to get me to wash, I just know it, and then it will proceed to dump water all over my clean new clothes as soon as I've left the house. I know this because it is exactly what it has proceeded to do for the last two and a half weeks.
I'm on to its tricks now though.
The long weekend was fun. Mother and Sibling and Brother came up for the weekend. Didn't see Sibling much, she was with Father for most of the weekend, except for a brief interlude in which she and the other two Southeners went to see Prince Caspian, which I would consider a cruel betrayal if not for Father actually considering it a cruel betrayal, which makes it all a little less funny.
However. Yojimbo seems a little disatisfied with life recently, which I am sure has something to do with the fact that he is a narky bastard, but which I am also carefully avoiding, because, well, I don't know him that well yet, although it feels like a lot longer than it actually is, and he can be cutting. It may also be at least a partial cause for how he's treating Benjy, but as I myself am ... avoiding Benjy right now, I can't necessarily blame him. Oddly, it just makes me feel a little guiltier, because, honestly, Benjy needs friends too, and two of the people he purportedly spends the most time with are treating him like he has the plague. My own reasons are entirely selfish and irrational and not really very becoming, and so shall not be repeated here.
Having read the 800-word I'm-definitely-not-writing-a prequel to Harry Potter, my feelings are ... mixed. The writing is alternatively sloppy and well-constructed, as though Jo was feeling the pressure. It seems to strike oddly with the determined muggle/wizard divide that is set so firmly in the series, but perhaps its part of the cause for it. I doubt it, but perhaps that's what she intended nonetheless. Of course, it had to be about two characters I loathe, but there's not much I can do about that, or about the horror deep in my gut that's accompianing the dawning realisation that if she does write a prequel she is going to continue to glorify the division and bullying and cruel, destructive arrogance of the marauders and their ilk. However. The one joke was good.
Housemate is having issues, as ever. I cope. We bitch. It's fun.
Iron Man, Sex & the City and Indy 4 have all been seen in the last few weeks. I may at some point get around to noting what I thought of them, but suffice it to say for now that I did not leave any film without having enjoyed at least part of what I was watching.
Also, Tekken 5 is bad for you.
Finally, for anyone who ever believed that Luke and Kirk could make peace. Aren't these conventions fun?
I'm on to its tricks now though.
The long weekend was fun. Mother and Sibling and Brother came up for the weekend. Didn't see Sibling much, she was with Father for most of the weekend, except for a brief interlude in which she and the other two Southeners went to see Prince Caspian, which I would consider a cruel betrayal if not for Father actually considering it a cruel betrayal, which makes it all a little less funny.
However. Yojimbo seems a little disatisfied with life recently, which I am sure has something to do with the fact that he is a narky bastard, but which I am also carefully avoiding, because, well, I don't know him that well yet, although it feels like a lot longer than it actually is, and he can be cutting. It may also be at least a partial cause for how he's treating Benjy, but as I myself am ... avoiding Benjy right now, I can't necessarily blame him. Oddly, it just makes me feel a little guiltier, because, honestly, Benjy needs friends too, and two of the people he purportedly spends the most time with are treating him like he has the plague. My own reasons are entirely selfish and irrational and not really very becoming, and so shall not be repeated here.
Having read the 800-word I'm-definitely-not-writing-a prequel to Harry Potter, my feelings are ... mixed. The writing is alternatively sloppy and well-constructed, as though Jo was feeling the pressure. It seems to strike oddly with the determined muggle/wizard divide that is set so firmly in the series, but perhaps its part of the cause for it. I doubt it, but perhaps that's what she intended nonetheless. Of course, it had to be about two characters I loathe, but there's not much I can do about that, or about the horror deep in my gut that's accompianing the dawning realisation that if she does write a prequel she is going to continue to glorify the division and bullying and cruel, destructive arrogance of the marauders and their ilk. However. The one joke was good.
Housemate is having issues, as ever. I cope. We bitch. It's fun.
Iron Man, Sex & the City and Indy 4 have all been seen in the last few weeks. I may at some point get around to noting what I thought of them, but suffice it to say for now that I did not leave any film without having enjoyed at least part of what I was watching.
Also, Tekken 5 is bad for you.
Finally, for anyone who ever believed that Luke and Kirk could make peace. Aren't these conventions fun?
