Is it Saint Swithin's Day already?"
Yes, it's Saint Swithin's Day! Patron Saint of The Simpsons, to me anyway, for inspiring this, my favorite Simpsons line (once quoted in an HP movie review so there's a fandom connection there as well).
To celebrate
teasel wrote this amazing essay on Sam. It not only gets into Sam's character, but Tolkien's use of free indirect discourse and thoughts on language in general. It's just great.
Did I have anything else? Oh yes, I'm going to do that meme because I've read everybody else's with interest.
wearing: sweatpants, TV funhouse tee-shirt, pink hoodie. Yes, a pink hoodie (it has Cookie Monster on it).
hair: In a ponytail.
makeup: All washed off.
ate today: Ummm, a plain donut at breakfast, two cinnamon pop-tarts for second breakfast/elevensies, slice of pizza for lunch and a handful of goldfish I grabbed from the jar at work.
last said: I work hard for it, honey!
last phone call: Talked to my writing partner about way to push editor to give us her edits or just do a mercy killing on this stupid book and whether we can finish the fairy book Saturday.
in your bag: Wallet, checkbook, pocket calendar, work I.D., metrocard, lip liner, powder, rosebud salve (melted into a strange shape since that Bikram yoga class), keys, pack of gum, pen, my watch I need to get a new battery and band for.
playing on your iPod: No iPod.
desktop picture: Monet's painting, "The Magpie."
last watched on TV: I Love the 90's (it's on now)
last website visited: LJ. Before that a Native American site on the Wappinger Indians.
plans for today: Write my new word count per day minimum which I've actually been following (it'd be nice if it didn't suck, but one step at a time), figure out name for fictional city, eat dinner.
last thing bought: New lighter for incense.
last showered: This morning.
last IM: Saturday night.
I need: To stop messing around livejournal and get stuff done.
looking forward to: Finishing the fairy book.
worst part of the day: When I was trying to look up something on the 'net and every site that looked promising was a broken link.
best part of the day: E coming in to give me my bonus...and saying he heard many nice things about me from my boss.:DDDDD
favorite person of the day: He gave me money and said I was great. E, of course!
thinking about: The Siwanoy.
current annoyance: That editor.
current obsession: Manhattan
random TMI: Marigold has some sort of...thing near her thigh. It's not a tumor, it's not cancer. It seems to be some sort of infection and it's all swollen. She's taking antibiotics and has to sit on a heating pad twice a day.
You know, I'm watching I Love the 90s, and I lived through the 90s but I thought it was a really sucky decade. I used to think, "The next decade's got to be better." So the trouble with this is that I remember everything but most of it didn't mean anything to me. Like the annoying songs were just annoying songs, not annoying songs that sparked nostalgia or made me laugh at liking them. And beyond that they just don't seem as fabulously stupid as the stuff from the 70s and 80s. However, it is worth it finding out that Hal Sparks played a drunk and angry Cheyenne youth on Dr. Quinn: Medicine Woman. That's one thing from the 90s I really did/do love, though I Love the 90s couldn't really plunge the sublime depths.
Yes, it's Saint Swithin's Day! Patron Saint of The Simpsons, to me anyway, for inspiring this, my favorite Simpsons line (once quoted in an HP movie review so there's a fandom connection there as well).
To celebrate
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Did I have anything else? Oh yes, I'm going to do that meme because I've read everybody else's with interest.
wearing: sweatpants, TV funhouse tee-shirt, pink hoodie. Yes, a pink hoodie (it has Cookie Monster on it).
hair: In a ponytail.
makeup: All washed off.
ate today: Ummm, a plain donut at breakfast, two cinnamon pop-tarts for second breakfast/elevensies, slice of pizza for lunch and a handful of goldfish I grabbed from the jar at work.
last said: I work hard for it, honey!
last phone call: Talked to my writing partner about way to push editor to give us her edits or just do a mercy killing on this stupid book and whether we can finish the fairy book Saturday.
in your bag: Wallet, checkbook, pocket calendar, work I.D., metrocard, lip liner, powder, rosebud salve (melted into a strange shape since that Bikram yoga class), keys, pack of gum, pen, my watch I need to get a new battery and band for.
playing on your iPod: No iPod.
desktop picture: Monet's painting, "The Magpie."
last watched on TV: I Love the 90's (it's on now)
last website visited: LJ. Before that a Native American site on the Wappinger Indians.
plans for today: Write my new word count per day minimum which I've actually been following (it'd be nice if it didn't suck, but one step at a time), figure out name for fictional city, eat dinner.
last thing bought: New lighter for incense.
last showered: This morning.
last IM: Saturday night.
I need: To stop messing around livejournal and get stuff done.
looking forward to: Finishing the fairy book.
worst part of the day: When I was trying to look up something on the 'net and every site that looked promising was a broken link.
best part of the day: E coming in to give me my bonus...and saying he heard many nice things about me from my boss.:DDDDD
favorite person of the day: He gave me money and said I was great. E, of course!
thinking about: The Siwanoy.
current annoyance: That editor.
current obsession: Manhattan
random TMI: Marigold has some sort of...thing near her thigh. It's not a tumor, it's not cancer. It seems to be some sort of infection and it's all swollen. She's taking antibiotics and has to sit on a heating pad twice a day.
You know, I'm watching I Love the 90s, and I lived through the 90s but I thought it was a really sucky decade. I used to think, "The next decade's got to be better." So the trouble with this is that I remember everything but most of it didn't mean anything to me. Like the annoying songs were just annoying songs, not annoying songs that sparked nostalgia or made me laugh at liking them. And beyond that they just don't seem as fabulously stupid as the stuff from the 70s and 80s. However, it is worth it finding out that Hal Sparks played a drunk and angry Cheyenne youth on Dr. Quinn: Medicine Woman. That's one thing from the 90s I really did/do love, though I Love the 90s couldn't really plunge the sublime depths.
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I think the "k" version is prettier.:-)