boring status, but also, we are so 14 (see comments)

[rm]

Taking the day off had mixed results on the productivity front. The amount of cleaning I have done so far is minimal, but that's okay, it's always a middle of the night thing for me anyway.

On the other hand, I did send out seven headshot submissions, a thank you note for the meeting yesterday and some other boring mail. I paid my cell phone bill and watched the first disc of Horatio Hornblower (which is now on its way back to Netflix, which once again -- owns my soul -- it's like movie homework, everything I was supposed to see and never got around to, on my list, so when it shows up I have to damn watch it).

Anyway, Horatio Hornblower has got to be the most adorable miniseries ever (despite the name that makes me giggle like I'm in 6th grade again). I mean first it's far more comprehensible than the Master and Commander movie (which I wanted desperately to like and even thought was a good film eventhough it kept me so resolutely at arms length). And secondly our title hero is so far this gawky, unathletic loner of a kid who gets picked on and then blamed for it by truly awful villans. He's afraid of heights, is a huge klutz, and gets seasick and he's in the bloody British navy. But of course, in the end, he triumphs. It's like Freaks and Geeks as a bloody costume drama on a boat. So I'm smitten out of my tiny little mind. And yes, the historically accurate shoes do ensure that everyone runs like a girl. It's vastly amusing.

Parents are back from the west coast. Had mentioned the Counsellor thing to them briefly when we spoke on Tuesday, so I'm rather hoping we won't have to discuss it again. I'm in no mood, and haven't returned their call.

Should cook dinner and all that good stuff, and certainly acqire a more cheerful outlook on the world before facing the horse again tomorrow. (Like my flying lessons, I'm utterly enamoured of the entire thing, but I seem to also have bad anticipatory nerves about it).

Comments

[rm.livejournal.com]

I will say that Master and Commander was one of the most visually arresting films I've ever seen, but I just couldn't bring myself to care until more than halfway through it.

Shockingly enough, I'm having no slashy thoughts about this at all yet, I'm just sort of basking in the adorable puppydog awkwardness of it all.

And thank god somebody shot that fucker with the skull tattoo on his hand.

[splix.livejournal.com]

And thank god somebody shot that fucker with the skull tattoo on his hand.

God, I can barely remember - that was Simpson? The one who kept leering at Archie?

Hm. It seems a re-watching is in order.

[rm.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Ugh... that was just so uncomfortable. I couldn't have taken it if he was the nemesis through the whole thing.

[pecunium.livejournal.com]

The film has a lot of problems, not the least of which is that it wasn't, "Master and Commander", which would have made a fine film.

It was rather a pastiche of bits and pieces of about four books, and those from the middle of a 20 book series. It annoyed me that one of the things they didn't do, was keep the 18th century worldview of the leads, but rather had to import some, far more modern, attributes to thier thinking.

If one has read the books, the long-term relationships, and some of the in/running jokes work, but if not, the thing must seem interminable.

But I commend the books, highly.

TK

[rm.livejournal.com]

When I was told about the books after seeing it, I always got the impression I'd be rather taken with it because the scientist guy is also a spy. I don't have a thing for spy stories in general, but I do have a thing about characters who are asked to be pragmatic in sort of really horrible ways, which is why both the world of the books, and that character seem to appeal.