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Jan. 6th, 2010 10:01 pmI have had a headache for two frigging days, people. There is nothing not frustrating about that fact. I would like to replace my head/sinuses/whatever plz&thnx.
Have not accomplished anything besides some knitting. And some movie watching. I watched Casino Royale tonight, which is always fun. Daniel Craig as James Bond is always smokin' hot. I watched Dark Knight a couple days ago and during the ferry scene I was all "Is that Cobb?!" on the civilian ferry and then I was all "I think that's Tab!" on the prison ferry and afterwards I went to IMDb and it was them! I'm just surrounded by BoB lately, it's like it's a sign, or something.
I keep on wanting to poke at stories I don't have the time to write, like the Hufflepuff apprentice wandmaker, or the Huntress origin story in the Nolan Bat'verse. And then watching 'Why We Fight' and 'Points' yesterday I was struck hard by the desire to flesh out this Garcia ficlet that I wrote ages and ages ago. Plus there's the Jo vid I want to make to this great song I heard on the radio. Why oh why oh why does my brain hate me so much? And why oh why oh why can't it want to write the story that I actually have to write?
And let's not forget that I'm nearly a month behind in replying to comments. *facepalms* See, this is why I fail at fandom. Or something.
However, the good news (for me) is that I broke down and used my loan money the complete series of Farscape (which is still on sale over at Amazon). It should be here in a couple days. I have the season one Starburst editions and the first of season two, so if anyone wants them please let me know. They deserve to go to a happy fannish home.
And I deserve to go to bed, which is where I'll go next. Hopefully my headache will be gone by the time I have to go to the playdate with my mom tomorrow. I kid you not, she mentioned something about manicures on the phone. And if she hadn't sounded so sad and lonely I wouldn't have acquiesced to her proposal. But, there you go.
But, yes, bed now. Good night!
Have not accomplished anything besides some knitting. And some movie watching. I watched Casino Royale tonight, which is always fun. Daniel Craig as James Bond is always smokin' hot. I watched Dark Knight a couple days ago and during the ferry scene I was all "Is that Cobb?!" on the civilian ferry and then I was all "I think that's Tab!" on the prison ferry and afterwards I went to IMDb and it was them! I'm just surrounded by BoB lately, it's like it's a sign, or something.
I keep on wanting to poke at stories I don't have the time to write, like the Hufflepuff apprentice wandmaker, or the Huntress origin story in the Nolan Bat'verse. And then watching 'Why We Fight' and 'Points' yesterday I was struck hard by the desire to flesh out this Garcia ficlet that I wrote ages and ages ago. Plus there's the Jo vid I want to make to this great song I heard on the radio. Why oh why oh why does my brain hate me so much? And why oh why oh why can't it want to write the story that I actually have to write?
And let's not forget that I'm nearly a month behind in replying to comments. *facepalms* See, this is why I fail at fandom. Or something.
However, the good news (for me) is that I broke down and used my loan money the complete series of Farscape (which is still on sale over at Amazon). It should be here in a couple days. I have the season one Starburst editions and the first of season two, so if anyone wants them please let me know. They deserve to go to a happy fannish home.
And I deserve to go to bed, which is where I'll go next. Hopefully my headache will be gone by the time I have to go to the playdate with my mom tomorrow. I kid you not, she mentioned something about manicures on the phone. And if she hadn't sounded so sad and lonely I wouldn't have acquiesced to her proposal. But, there you go.
But, yes, bed now. Good night!
