A squirrel just tried to climb in our bedroom window. It was using its little paws to move the screen next to the AC and was shoving it's head in. The bars near the AC are TOTALLY BIG ENOUGH for a squirrel to get through!!!! I yelled at it, and it went off, and then I tightened the screen, BUT NOW I LIVE IN TERROR.
Nothing like getting up at fuck o'clock to get something done only to discover the stuff you were supposed to have been sent in order to do it isn't there. At least there was an explanation. I went back to bed for an hour and couldn't sleep, so I guess I'm starting my day.
I should, on some level be verklempt, what with that thing tonight. But if there was ever an appropriate event to do on 4 hours of sleep, it's this one. That said, it needs to stop raining right the fuck now, and I am not allowed to read any more film scholarship today.
I am actually quite zen about the entire matter, except for the degree to which I am SMOKING HOT in this dress (seriously, I'm not sure I've ever looked better in anything), and that means people will say things to me, some of which will be meant as compliments, and some of which will be sleazy and crappy and unpleasant and when I'm not grateful, will be even more unpleasant.
Also, I have random musings on perfection, airbrushed foundation (a subject which I have had to research at considerable length for ConSweet. I can recognize it a mile moff, but damn, it always looks good), and teeth, but it's super wacky, so just never you mind.
I have, finally, selected some of the shows I'm going to see for the New York Musical Theater Festival. Right now it's Above Hell's Kitchen, Fingers and Toes, and The History of War. Haven't decided on a fourth yet, but now I suck less! Always good to know what's on before going to an opening night party for a festival, you know?
Patty reports a number of things (and we had a video chat yesterday which was great), including that she and her housemates went to see some blues singer at a pub last night. What is it with Wales and the blues? Torchwood fen know why I laugh.
Why are more students using tutors? The piece asks whether high school has become harder or if students trying to get ahead of the competition. As far as I can tell from the random sample of college students I'm exposed to through my various academic friends and my own awesomely weird education, high school really, really, REALLY hasn't become harder. This is an area, however, in which my opinion is useless, because I don't know what school being difficult for me or typical of the nation could possibly be like.
supergee points us to a list of words Google Instant blacklists. Also, excuse me while I chortle for having to link to 2600. My past is so back to haunt me today, isn't it? Anyway, NSFW language, at times completely hilarious, at other times aggravating and offensive from a variety of perspectives. But it was sort of my favorite read of the morning.
Blame @Paul_Cornell: Dalek vs. Roomba. It is a true fact that I could watch dumbass Roomba videos ALL DAY.
Boardwalk Empire: Well, it was better. Al Capone's still the most interesting thing the show has going and too many of the men look alike. But this episode used music a hell of a lot more and it worked so much better for that. 'm still undecided on if I'm going to stick with it.
Current Music:The Irish Rovers - Kitty the Rose of Kirea
... that reference to Whale Rider is even more egregious than I'd expected. Horrible news story, horrible news story - blam!AlsoIwatchedthisforeignfilmNewZealandisbasicallyAustraliaright?Relevance!
(total lurker here but I feel duty bound to comment on this) I'm a New Zealander and this is not terribly surprising although I do have faith that most Americans realise that while Australia and NZ are close we are not the same - even if CNN doesn't.
I'm reminded of when I visited America in 2001 and had this conversation with a local
Local: Where are you from? Me: New Zealand Local: Oh did you go to the Olympics in Sydney Me: Ummm no
I mean it's close right but it's still at least a 3 hour flight to get there.
Yes - I'm a New Zealander too, and that sort of attitude rankles in particular. Though I at least still get a giggle out of people saying, Oh, you're from New Zealand, do you know person X? Because stupid as that question is, I often as not at least know them in passing ...
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Date: 2010-09-27 10:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-27 09:49 pm (UTC)I'm reminded of when I visited America in 2001 and had this conversation with a local
Local: Where are you from?
Me: New Zealand
Local: Oh did you go to the Olympics in Sydney
Me: Ummm no
I mean it's close right but it's still at least a 3 hour flight to get there.
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Date: 2010-09-27 10:04 pm (UTC)You have a better opinion of my countrymen than I do and I hope you are right. We're sort of notorious with the geography thing.
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Date: 2010-09-27 10:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-28 03:36 am (UTC)She would have me actually sit and the kitchen table with tracing paper and colored pencils and copy directly out of the Atlas for practice.
I may never have been "there" but I've certainly heard of it! (But Holland 7 times so far.)
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Date: 2010-09-27 10:40 pm (UTC)