I hate blogger so much right now. Why is it that I can post this with no problem, but my big long Alias description won't work, huh? Huh????
Lets try this... first part of tonight's post:
Have I ever mentioned that I hate spiders? I can't stand the evil little things. I'm scared to death of them. So thank god that we were in a commercial break in the late news cast when as I'm standing in the studio behind a camera I feel something on my hand. I look down and see a nasty yellowish creepy as all hell spider crawling ON MY HAND! As in ON ME!!! This is not good for the girl who still can't sleep at night if a spider is in her room. So what do I do in front of my three male big strong older co-workers? First, I jump as far away from the camera as I can, screaming "OHMYGODASPIDER!" My co-workers look at me funny and try not to laugh. Bastards. In the control room, the director starts laughing at me. He apparently isn't quite getting my terror. Trying not to hyperventilate or cry histerically I take off my shoe and whack the evil thing right on the focus handle. NAHAHA! Steph the Spider Slayer! But I can still feel little phantom spiders crawling on me. So Very Wrong.
So I will try to forget the Spider Terror for a while and instead will comment on Endgame. Sweet beautiful spider free Endgame. If you haven't seen it, and don't want to be spoiled run far, far away. I'm just going to do this one person at a time:
Sark: Oh how I love my Sark. Leather!Sark is one of the most beautiful sights I have ever laid eyes on. Add in the background dropping, spanish speaking and brooding looks, and I'm a happy girl. Tonight it just seemed so obvious to me that Sark and Syd are anything but siblings. It's just not happening. But I am thinking more and more about the DannyBro angle. The darker hair just adds to that.
Weiss: Oh how I love my Weiss. Although any time I see him on screen a little voice in the back of my head says "Oh Sean, ass-less chaps!" That's a Felicity thing in case you think I've lost my mind. Weiss got the best lines of the evening, my favourite by far "Jack's going to shoot you in the face!" Priceless.
Jack: Oh how I love my Jack. I've been waiting for this. Mad, angry, throw me against a wall, pull my hair and rip my clothes off Jack. Oh, wait that last part didn't happen. Damn! I've always thought that since Irina came back that Jack has been holding in some pretty serious emotions, and I was glad to see some of them come out tonight. The speaking Russian and yelling at everyone just made him that much more drool worthy. Jack's best line of the evening came with the Vaughn bitching out "Just because you're comfortable with my daughter doesn't mean that you're comfortable with me." Or something to that effect, it was also falling in the priceless category.
Irina: I can only hope that I look that good at her age. Hell, I can only hope I look that good tomorrow. The woman is a goddess. Nothing more needs to be said.
Sydney: The blond wig was bad. And I can't help thinking the sorority girls would notice that she was wearing a paper skirt. The cowboy outfit? Not even going to go there. Props on the watch message thing. That was a very nice little gadget. More props for saving my Christian Slater when no one else would. Going to have to take some points off for kissing Vaughn and then saying "Caplan has 12 minutes to live." Ummm, maybe you could go save him and leave the kissyface stuff for when no one has a ticking time bomb in their arm? Just a thought...
Vaughn: Boring. He should be lucky that he gets to share screen time with Weiss otherwise we'd all be asleep in his scenes.
Dixon/Diane: Waaaaah! I hope that this will turn Dixon into crazy badass my wife is dead I don't care about anything CIA guy. And maybe some more screentime.
Marshall: Marshall trying to make friends with Will was adorable! Even my co-worker who has never watched the show (sigh...) was laughing in that scene.
Will: Will is going to be so crushed when the EF thing comes out. He can come and cry on my shoulder, that's fine with me. I don't have much to say today other than Will looked hot.
Francie: I love EF! She gets to make out with Will and be evil! Lucky girl.
It's way late, and I'll probably have more thoughts on this in the morning so I'm calling it a night.
Listening to: Depeche Mode - Only When I Lose Myself
"Did I have to sell my soul for pleasure like this? Did I have to lose control to treasure your kiss?"
What is wrong with CTV? Here is their line up for tonight: (all times Eastern)
7pm - Alias (WTF? Why not at 8pm like it is every other week?)
8pm - Degrassi the lame Generation
8:30 - Oliver Beene (as in Beene there, done that only it was called the Wonder Years)
9pm - Law & Order: CI
10pm - Boomtown.
What programming genius thinks "hey, I've got a great idea. We'll take two lame ass family sitcoms and smack them right in the middle of 3 hours of action/drama. Great plan!" The only reason I can come up with is that they can get the simulcast with Fox for Oliver Beene. But since that show most likely isn't going to make it to the summer, why bother? AND they haven't advertised the change very well so I'm sure a bunch of people will tune in at 8 for Alias, and instead will find fucking Degrassi. I'm sorry but if there's no Joey, Caitlyn, Snake or Wheels than it's not Degrassi. The grown-up "I can't get a job anywhere else" versions don't count. CTV programming needs to get their heads examined. Silly me, I thought ratings were important to television networks, but I guess I was flat out wrong.
Listening to: Kylie Minogue - Can't Get Blue Monday Out Of My Head
"La la la..."
Shae and Vic won gold! About time too... The Russians feel it was a political move. Riiiight. Because we all know that Russian figure skating judges are perfectly fair. **CoughSale&PeltierCough**
I found $15 at work today. Just lying on the floor. I asked around, but no one claimed it. So I used it to treat M and myself to a blizzard at DQ. I feel that was a good use for it.
Have I mentioned lately that I can't wait to see Phone Booth? Because I can't wait to see it. Dude, PhoneSexKeifer AND yummy Colin. It's already in contention for my favourite movie of the year, and I haven't even seen it yet. The hotness factor of this movie is incredible.
Stolen from JJ, because what fun would it be if I did anything original? And since I haven't been to bed yet, I still consider it to be Friday.
Friday Five:
1. What was your most memorable moment from the last week?
Hanging out with everyone from work last Saturday night.
2. What one person touched your life this week?
M, a friend from work. She gave me a card to thank me for being a good friend and helping her out. She rocks.
3. How have you helped someone this week?
Just found out that the kick ass demo tape I put together for a guy at work has him in the top three for a job in Phoenix.
4. What one thing do you need to get done by this time next week?
My laundry! I'm starting to have to wear the scary socks.
5. What one thing will you do over the next seven days to make your world a better place?
Single handedly keep Dairy Queen in business.
Listening to: Garbage - Queer
"Hey boy take a look at me, let me dirty up your mind..."
Five Details About You...
1. I think ice cream is the best thing that man has ever invented.
2. At the moment I find it upsetting that I work in broadcasting.
3. I sing about everything. Answers to questions, running commentary on what I'm doing... I'll just pick out a tune and go.
4. I daydream too much.
5. When I eat keep my fork in my left hand (I'm right handed). I didn't realize this wasn't "normal" until someone pointed out to me that most people switch their fork back to their right hand to eat.
Five Details About Your Appearance Right Now...
1. Wearing my doves concert t-shirt I bought the second time I saw them. (I've seen them five times.)
2. Thank god the doves shirt is long, because my ass falls out of these low cut jeans when I sit down.
3. My makeup looked a lot better when I put it on 12 hours ago.
4. 3 rings I always wear. One from my parents for my 12th birthday, one of my Mom's old rings she gave to me, and one I had made with the diamond from my Grandma's ring.
5. My hair has held up remarkably well today.
Five Things You Did Today...
1. Got my ass out of bed.
2. Made my famous Orange-Honey-Garlic chicken so my Mom could just put it in the oven when she got home.
3. Went to work.
4. Successfully avoided eating cookies at work.
5. Cut the lead story for the 6:00 cast.
My brother hooked up the speakers, hurrah!
Listening to: Bic Runga - Get Some Sleep
"Putting on my daytime eyes, a good enough disguise until I get some sleep..."
For the record my eyes are hazel... and more on the green side than brown.
Next:
You're season one. You're clever, but not very deep.
Which Buffy Season Are You? brought to you by Quizilla Well this quiz had nothing to do with Buffy. It was just a bunch on song lyrics. They weren't even songs they played on the show. Very odd.
That's enough of that. I think I'll just go stare at my Sark pic again.
Hurrah for a new layout! Isn't it pretty?! Much love to JJ for all of her hard work and for being a lovely and wonderful person! I just remembered reading somewhere that purple is the colour of the sexually frustrated. This is all making a lot of sense.
In honour of the new layout, I feel a quiz is in order. Also because everyone else is doing it... Peer pressure is an awful thing!
Now that's just lame... Apples? Everyone else had a cool way to go. I guess this is my version of SullyMel's anxiety attack over the porno quiz.
Still no music. Will we ever hook up the speakers again? But in honour (once again) of the beautiful made-by-JJ layout:
Depeche Mode - World in my Eyes
"I'll take you to the highest mountain
To the depths of the deepest sea
And we won't need a map
Believe me
Now let my body do the moving
And let my hands do the soothing
Let me show you the world in my eyes
That's all there is
Nothing more than you can feel now
That's all there is
Let me put you on a ship
On a long, long trip
Your lips close to my lips
All the islands in the ocean
All the heaven's in motion
Let me show you the world in my eyes..."
Bondage movie! You're into BSDM (Bondage & Discipline, Dominance & Submission) and chances are, you're fond of whips, chains, harnesses, and tight leather outfits. You like to mix a little pain with a LOT of pleasure, baby!
You are the Marquis Da Sade. Even stripped of exaggerations, Your real life was as dramatic and as tragic as a cautionary tale. Born to an ancient and noble house, you were married (against your wishes) to a middle-class heiress for money, caused scandals with prostitutes and with your sister-in-law, thus enraging your mother-in-law, who had you imprisoned under a lettre de cachet for 14 years until the Revolution freed you. Amphibian, protean, charming, you became a Revolutionary, miraculously escaping the guillotine during the Terror, only to be arrested later for publishing your erotic novels. You spent your final 12 years in the insane asylum at Charenton, where you caused another scandal by directing plays using inmates and professional actors. You died there in 1814, virtually in the arms of your teenage mistress.
You are a revolutionary deviant. I applaud you.
Ummm... I'm starting to notice a pattern. But while we're on the Marquis De Sade, did anyone see Quills? The Joaquin is hotter than hot in that one. Mmmm... The Joaquin... What you don't believe me? Then look at these:
So true! Avril gives a bad name to Canadians everywhere. My latest fav Avril quote (from popbitch.com) "Avril Lavigne is as dumb as a box of hair." Funny cause it's true.
Eeek! Got an email from JJ, and she's finished my new template! It's soooo pretty! Seriously Sarkalicious! Hopefully I'll have it up here soon. You should see my basement. It's a mess! Some repair guys were here today, and they ripped up all the carpet and the under padding, and they had to cut out some of the drywall. It's going to cost a fortune, thank god for insurance.
Went and picked up the car. Ouch! Oil change and one itty bitty clamp to put on my muffler. How is that seriously worth $100? Then since today is my only day off, I figured it would be a waste to sit at home and watch tv all night, even though I really wanted to. So instead I went out shopping with two of my friends. I bought the latest Simian cd - We Are Your Friends. I'm really excited about that. It's an import, so I didn't think they'd have it in but there it was!
Bad news when I got home. My mom only taped the last half of Buffy. This is not good at all. So I try to put it in the back of my mind while I watched Six Feet Under, which really needs Brenda back! It's kinda boring without her. And someone needs to fix Nate's hair. Then I go to get my tape of Angel, and what do I find? "Due to a change of programming on the original network, the regularly scheduled program will not be airing." WTF? I know that we get it a day in advance compared to the US, but that's never been a problem before. Is WB yanking the new ep tomorrow? No Buffy, no Angel. This is all very upsetting. Thank god 24 was good. Jack is the sexiest thing alive. When Kate saw him, I can't believe that she didn't throw herself at him. I mean, if you thought Jack was dead, and he'd saved your life while looking like a sex god, and was super nice to you through all your traumatic ordeals, and then you found out that he was alive, well and sexier than ever don't you think you'd at least try and shove your tongue down his throat? Yeah, that's what I thought too. But it looks like next week will be the Kate and Jack hour and I'm really looking forward to it! As for the least enjoyable aspect of 24, I can't believe the guy shot the store clerk instead of Kim. She is wasted space, and giving her screentime means that you're taking screen time away from Jack and Tony. Get rid of her already.
No music again... very sad. But I'll be listening to the new Simian cd very soon.
I came home from Hell (or work, whatever) tonight and found a note from my dad:
"Steph, the computer causes the circuit to break." Yeah... thanks. I won't mention that if you unplug the fans all is good, cause I have a feeling he wouldn't like that much.
So work was wrong. And I had to work with the creepy guy. I think he's finally starting to catch on to the fact that I really, really don't like him. I think I managed to avoid looking at him all day today. I think that's a pretty good "get the fuck away from me" hint. He's starting to be kinda bitchy to me. Which is all fine and dandy with me cause then I can stop pretending to be mildly nice, and just lay one hell of a bitching on him. I'm already scripting it. He'll never know what hit him. And then he can go find a job somewhere else, and I'll never have to see him again. And they all lived happily ever after. I can only hope.
CG is a goddess. Her latest Sarkina fic, featuring Jealous!Tuxedo!Sark is called Green, and it's up at the AU boards. Go read it if you're legal.
I caught part of Chocolat today on the movie network. Sadly Irina has killed any other LO character for me. I was getting all mad and yelling at the TV "What the hell? Irina, you can kick his ass from here to Russia baby! And where's Jack? And Sark?" So she can't ever leave Alias because I won't be able to watch her in anything ever again.
Just realized that it is now Tuesday which means New 24, New Buffy, New Angel, and New Six Feet Under. Thank god Smallville and Gilmore Girls are reruns. I don't have that many VCR's.
Listening to: The fans trying to rid my basement of the mildew smell.
"Whrrrrrrrrrr...."
I have come to the scary realization that I'm far too addicted to the internet. I'm sitting in my mildewy, moldy smelling, rapidly drying basement. It took me about a half hour, and two calls to my brother at work to figure out how to set the computer back up. Then I was happily surfing away and BAM! Circuit blows. Thank god I plugged everything into the surge protector. So another half hour or so of turning random breakers on and off because they aren't labeled properly and I have no clue which one it is. I finally figured it out, and then had to make the tough decision. Leave the fans on to dry up the basement or cure intense boredom and hit the internet. Yep, the fans are off for a little while.
Not being able to blog has made me insane about it! Everything I've done in the past few days has me thinking "gee, I could blog about this." It was really heartbreaking. So this might be long... sorry!
First, the best and happiest news ever! CG has turned my little plot bunny into a full fledged fic! And it's already at the Beta's! **does new Sarkina fic happy dance**
Second, not so happy news... my muffler is falling off my car, and the stupid mechanics can't take it until tomorrow. I'm trying not to drive it today, so I'm stuck at home. Thank god the computer is working again!
I was at the bar on Saturday night with a bunch of friends from work - and the creepy guy who thankfully left after a while. But this isn't about him. Nope, it's about the people I ran into at this club. Two of my highschool math teachers. I have never felt so old in my entire life! No one should ever be rockin out with their teachers! That's just wrong and upsetting.
I couldn't sleep last night, so I just was flicking around and at 2:30am Fox was running Once a Thief. Seriously the worst show ever, but Nick Lea is on it. And suddenly it hit me that I'm always all about the evil guy. I mean, sure Mulder was fun in that first season. And he's beautiful to look at. But then along came Krycek (once he got out of his geek I work at the FBI while Gillian's on Mat Leave look) and the X-Files universe was never the same again. I was a huge Scully/Krycek shipper, and now it completely reminds me of my lovey-dovey feelings on Sarkney. I can not believe that I never noticed the parallels before. Then while surfing though the Sarkgasm blogs today, I found that Pooh already addressed all of this yesterday. Just when I was all happy about my original though. Dammit! But Scully/Krycek was still insanely hot. Don't believe me? Go read some fic's here. Just don't expect any updates.
Ewww, my mom just showed me a creepy rash on her arm from her aquarium. Seriously, wear some gloves! Silly, silly mom.
Jesus, work just called. Like I don't spend enough time there already? Goddammed people calling in sick, and making me work overtime. And I'll have to take my mom's car. Fuck, this is just annoying. Can't turn down overtime though. I'd just like to work a 5 day week like an normal person sometime. So I'll have one, one fucking day off and then they have me working 10 days in a row. Fuckers.
Listening to - nothing cause I didn't hook up the speakers. But yesterday I heard Rocket by the Smashing Pumpkins on the radio and I hadn't heard that in a long time, so:
"The moon is out the stars invite, I think I'll leave tonight."
Mmm... just saw a preview for Phone Booth. Colin and the phonesex voice of Keifer. It has the potential to be the best movie ever.
Our basement flooded, so my dad has removed our computer until it's dried up. This means I am computerless at home for a few days. Thank god for work because I don't think I could survive otherwise. So I'm breaking a personal rule and blogging at work. And watching the Usual Suspects on tv. I have the best job ever.
SullyMel mentioned that she's never heard of any of the songs I list at the end of my posts. This is nothing new. I have one friend that has similar taste in music with me. Thank god for her! She's my concert buddy and without her I'd be forced to go see my obscure bands by myself. I really like being a music snob though... I always want everyone to listen to my bands, until they actually do and then I get all bitter because I can no longer see them play in tiny venues. Case in point, the Strokes. I've seen them 3 times. The first two were at little clubs with about 500 people. Last time they played a huge area to a sold out crowd of 18 000. Or Coldplay... I bought tickets to see them a few weeks ago and even though I was the second person in line, I got some pretty crappy seats. The whole show sold out in 13 minutes. So while I'm really happy that they're so successful, a tiny part of me misses hearing someone say "who?" when I mention Coldplay.
Having said all that, I'm always trying to make people listen to my music. So if you ever want to hear something new, just let me know and I'll be happy to try and reccomend something.
I think I actually have to do some work now!
Listening to: Nothing, sadly. But I wish I was listening to Interpol's NYC
"I had seven faces, thought I knew which one to wear. I'm sick of spending these lonely nights training myself not to care."
Please go learn all about Trogdor the Burninator. I have never laughed so hard. It might take a while to load, but it's worth it.
Survey time baby! Stolen from SullyMel who stole this from Amy... and the list goes on!
The ABC Survey
A - Age: 23
B - Best Quality: The ability to cheer people up.
C - Choice of Meat: A great, big, medium rare steak.
D - Date: March 21
E - Ex (most recent): I'm afraid my memory doesn't go back that far...
F - Favorite Food: Ice Cream.
G - Greatest Accomplishment: Toss between graduating from college or playing the piano.
H - Happiest Day of Your Life: June 16th 2001.
I - Internal Conflicts: Part of me wanting to get in shape for the summer at war with the part of me that wants to eat a chocolate extreme blizzard. The bilzzard won tonight...
J - Jail Time: Nope.
K - Kool-Aid: Grape. But better yet, bring back Purplesaurous Rex. That stuff kicked.
L - Love: Never been in love, would like to be at some point.
M - Most Valued Thing I Own: My new, pretty stereo.
N - Name: Steph. Shocking revelation there...
O - Outfit You Love: Strokes t-shirt that fits me perfectly (and was bought before the whole world had heard of them), hip hugger jeans, bare feet.
P - Pizza Toppings: Bacon, green peppers and pineapple.
Q - Question You Want To Ask: Why am I a better driver than everyone else on the road?
R - Road Trip: Yes please! I'll bring the cd's. Hoping to do one to Montreal this summer.
S - Sport To Watch: Baseball.
T - Television Show: Alias, 24, Buffy, Angel, a million more. I'm a tv addict.
U - Unique Habit: I'll never, ever get sick of listening to music. Ever.
V - Voice: Often sounds far too Valley Girl for my tastes. Like, ohmigod!
W - Winter: Get gone! Bring on the 20 degree (C) temps!
X - X-ray: Just my teeth.
Y - Your Name If You'd Been Born The Opposite Sex: My parents don't remember. It really bothers me, I've always wanted to know.
Z - Zodiac Sign: Pisces.
Listening to: Simian - Never Be Alone
"Because we are your friends you'll never be alone again..."
I was over at Jenai's blog and she was asking about what music we were listening to in the 80's. So here goes...
I've always been a huge fan of 80's music. Depeche Mode are still my favourite band, and while most people consider them an 80's band, their best albums came out in the 90's. But I'm just getting picky...
My very first record player was made by Fisher Price. It was a real record player, and it was a really ugly combo of brown, orange and cream plastic. I think that I've always been into music because my parents are big music fans. They would buy me 45's of the songs that I liked. I must have been about three at the time... I couldn't read (and I could read by the time I started school) so my parents would have to put a star or something on the A Side so I would know which side had the song I wanted to hear. My favourite 45's? Sweet Dreams by the Eurythmics and Putting on the Ritz by Taco. I'm not kidding.
My favourite 80's band was Duran Duran. I loved them, couldn't get enough of them. When the Columbia house adverts would come to the house, I'd go through them and circle every Duran Duran album in there. But my parents were not quite the Duran Duran fans that I was, so the only DD album we had was Rio. In fact, Rio was the only album I managed to save when my parents sold their record collection at a garage sale years ago. I'm still bitter about that... so many good albums, gone! Bastards... My other favourites to listen to were Billy Idol's Rebel Yell, David Bowie's Let's Dance and ABC's The Lexicon of Love. Good, good albums.
Then I got a little bit older and my tastes turned a bit more embarrassing. Along came New Kids on the Block. And I fell hard... I was so in love with Jordan, and my friend Eileen who lived up the street from me loved Jon, and we used to talk about how much fun it would be when we married them and became sisters. Sad, huh? The key day of my NKOTB life came as I was sitting at home crying (again not kidding) because they were playing a concert that night, and I couldn't go. I was so depressed about this. And suddenly I got a phone call... Amy, who also lived up the street (across from Eileen) called and told me that her dad had just got four tickets for the New Kids concert, and she wanted me and Eileen to go with her. At that point, this was probably the happiest day of my entire life. Shut up, I was 10. My main memory of that concert was Joey... because this was not the Joey of Please Don't Go Girl that I knew. Nope, Joey had hit puberty, and could no longer sing all those pretty high notes that he once could. It was a shock. Of course NKOTB were not my only bad music obsession. I also was pretty fond of Vanilla Ice, MC Hammer, Tiffany and Debbie Gibson, who I hear prefers to be called Deborah now. It was a dark, dark time for Steph's taste in music.
Fortunatley, the 90's brought grunge, namely Nirvana, Pearl Jam, and Stone Temple Pilots. From there things got better. But I still love 80's music... I even went and saw Billy Idol last year when he toured. Honestly, it was one of the best show's I've ever seen, and I'm glad that I'm now old enough to appreciate how insanely hot Billy Idol once was.
Listening to: Billy Idol - Rebel Yell
"I'd walk the wall for you babe, a thousand miles for you. I'd cry your tears of pain, a million times for you. I'd sell my soul for you babe. For money to burn, for you. I'd give you it all, and have none babe, just to have you here by me..."
NaHaHa! I am an html genius! Ok, that might be taking things a bit too far... but, I have finally gotten rid of the crazy number thing that I had going on. That was seriously annoying. Soon I will have a new and lovely template, thanks to the wonderfulness that is J-J. She very kindly volunteered to make me a new template since I'm not really an html genius. So now J-J is my new favourite person in the whole world. Please give her a round of applause!
Sweet...
Listening to: Liam Lynch - United States of Whatever
Then it's three am, I'm on the corner wearin my leather, this dude comes up he's like "Hey punk..." I'm like "yeah, whatever!"
Dude, the Stills!!! Where have they been all my life? I'm in love with their song Still In Love Song! I don't even think they have a cd... I'm so sad. They are amazing!
Listening to - Take a wild guess...
"But I'm still in love, I'm still in love with you." (it's not half as sappy as it sounds, go listen!)
Still not over the yumminess that was last night's episode. It was just... perfect. Seriously, really good. And the more I think about it, the more I want to jump on the Sarkina bandwagon. They were so smokin last night!
SullyMel has scanned in the TV Guide articles because she is beautiful and wonderful. Speaking of beautiful and wonderful, that brings us back to Sark. Or David Anders and the loverly picture of him. I'd sing TV Guide's praises more, but since the Canadian version is different (as in Men of Alias free) I'm not going to. There were some mild spoilers in the article that had me freaking out for a little bit about the possibility that Syd and Sark were siblings. Thankfully all the wonderful Harem members have bonded together and I'm convinced that isn't the case anymore. At the moment I'm really liking Trixie's spec about Danny and Sark being brothers. There are four more episodes, so hopefully we'll have some answers soon.
"Snow was melting on the ground..." U2 - Angel of Harlem
It is twelve degrees outside. Twelve! Isn't that great? There are rivers of melting snow everywhere, and yesterday on my way to work I drove with the sunroof open for the first time this year. I think we've finally hit spring!
Today is St. Patrick's day, and a happy one to everybody. It's kinda bittersweet for me. One year ago today I stood on the rainy streets of Dublin and watched their St. Patrick's day parade. Later, it was off to the Temple Bar area to wander the streets in a mildly drunken state and have an amazing time. I can't believe it's been a year since my trip to England, Wales, and one insane weekend in Ireland. I have a huge smile on my face just thinking about it. I'd love to go back.
Listening to: Doves - Last Broadcast
"You can't escape yourself, you can't just fall away. It comes to the point when you feel nothing, this is the last time, cause I can see it in your eyes..."
Finally home from work, so here are my thoughts on Truth Takes Time. If you haven't seen this ep, bail out now, cause I'm not talented with the invisible writing like other people. And this is going to be all over the place... Not in any sort of chronological order at all.
First off, how hot was Sark? I know I think that about every episode, but this was a seriously good one... more on him later.
I thought it was completely obvious in the beginning that Sydney didn't kill Irina. Also once Emily showed up, I figured she wasn't going to make it to the end of the episode. But poor Dixon! They had better not come down hard on him about this.
Ok, mild rant time. Did anyone else notice how when they track Irina down (the first time), Syd's all dressed up like she's gonna hit a bar after? I mean, her hair's all curled, and she's wearing more eyeliner than Robert Smith. And she's wearing some little shirt and jacket. Dude, Vaughn's all about the bullet proof vest, but Syd's running around in that outfit. What is up with that?
Next up, Jack. I love Jack. I love everything about Jack. Even though Jack's old enough to be my father, I'd still jump him. Loved, loved, loved when Marshall asked how he implanted Irina with the transmitter. Sweet. I also loved when Irina realized that Jack slipped her the transmitter... heh, that was great. Which leads us to The Scene. Oh yeah, you know what I'm talking about. It was all about the Sarkina! Sark pulls out the defibrillator, Irina rips off her shirt. "Do it now." Dear, sweet Jesus. Could they be any hotter! If you're not all over the Sarkina ship now, go read CG's Sarkina fic's and that should cure you.
Speaking of Sark. Oh so very hot. The man is a god. And finally, after all that anticipation, we got to see Toss the Vaughn. And it was worth every second. As if Vaughn could ever kick Sark's ass, that's just hilarious. Oh, and we got to see Sark in jeans. Just when you think the guy only owns suits and leather (and that's not a bad thing) he whips out the jeans. That boy could do a GAP denim ad to rival Kiefers.
That's about all my overloaded little brain can handle at the moment. Half of me wants to go watch it again, but it's almost 3am, and I should probably sleep. So maybe I'll just re watch The Scene, and then go to bed. And hopefully dream of Sark.
Listening to: Coldplay - Animals (stupid Chris Martin deciding this song was crap... dude, did you hear Green Eyes before you put it on the album over my Animals? Or Warning Sign?)
"If you're gonna go, go now..."
The college girls and I have finally managed to find a day when all four of us can get together. I'm so excited to see them! We've been trying to get together since before Christmas but our crazy work schedules always seem to conflict. So now we've finally found a day when we can all meet. It'll be so good to see them, I've really missed not seeing them everyday.
I managed to survive the super long day at work yesterday. I think it was made easier by the fact that the Dairy Queen down the street finally opened for the spring. I know there's still two feet of snow on the ground, but I'm telling you there is nothing that a Chocolate Extreme Blizzard can't fix. It may possibly be the best thing on earth. So that was all I needed to get over the "Wait, shouldn't I be going home now?" hump.
Tomorrow I have a dinner break date with the only other girl at work who is as obsessed with Alias as I am. We're gonna sit down at 7pm with a pizza and the early feed of Alias. Sweet, beautiful, Vaughn tossing Alias. She's one of those Vaughn liking girls... but I'm slowly converting her to the love of all things Sark. I just subtlety point out when Vaughn is being really boring (and we all know how often that is) and then I point out when Sark is smoldering on the screen, looking like sex personified. She's almost there. I'm hoping that the ass kicking Sark is going to give Vaughn will be the turning point for her.
Isn't that great? The You Suck one is my favourite Happy Bunny. I still want to get the Happy Bunny undies. They were sweet.
Listening to: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club - Love Burns
"She cuts my skin and bruised my lips, she's everything to me to me. She tears my clothes and burns my eyes, she's all I want to see."
Got up. Went to the college and voice tracked my radio show for tomorrow night. It's two hours of fab music from the UK, Coldplay, Travis, Doves and the like. Best two hours of radio you will ever find. Then went to get my upper legs and bikini line lasered. Jesus Christ, how do I always manage to forget how much that hurts? If anyone needs a new form of torture for a fic, that is the way to go. Then hit my favourite record store (think High Fidelity) and found the Notwist cd that I've been searching for all over for months! Went to work, checked my email, and then decided to be sneaky and log onto AU for a bit. What did I find out? That Rhien's new fic An Exercise in Control has been posted. (NC-17, so don't go there if you're a youngin.) And what else did I find out? Rach started the new Sarkgasm RR. Now since I'm at work, and already kinda pushing it with checking out the boards, I don't want to push my luck and start reading the smut.
I seriously thought about these fic's for the rest of the night. I had to log back onto AU to try and distract myself. Ijilb messaged me and is going to make me a new template for this! Hurrah! So hopefully the crazy numbers that I can't get rid of will be gone, and I can actually add a few more things. SullyMel gave me a link from her blog, thanks! **waves to SullyMel**
So now I'm home, with a mug of hot chocolate, and I'm off to read the two new yummy fics!
Listening to: The Notwist - This Room (hurrah for new Notwist CD and upcoming Notwist concert!)
"What are we going to do about this?"
I can't believe that they found Elizabeth Smart, and that she was alive. I thought for sure that she was fish food by now. Crazy.
Got my Popbitch email today. God, I love it! Fave quote: "Avril Lavigne is as dumb as a box of hair." Ain't that the truth.
Angel was good. Especially on tape, cause then I could fast forward through all the nausiating Cordy/Connor scenes. YUCK! Whoever thought that was a good idea should have their head examined. And the next time I'm complaining that Syd/Vaughn are boring, I should remember that I am lucky that they aren't Fred/Gunn. Zzzzzz... Thank god for Angelus, Faith and Wesley. I'm really digging the Faith/Wes vibe right now. Since there will be no more Wes/Lilah goodness, I feel that he and Faith should just go for it. But since she's off to Buffyland soon I guess that won't happen either.
Listening to: Howie Day - After You
"You talk too much..."
There was no 24 last night. I am not a happy camper. There will be no new ep's of 24 until March 25. Really not a happy camper. I need my Jack fix dammit!
At least there was a new yummy ep of Six Feet Under. This one had the best opening death sequence I'd ever seen. And the scenes with Ruth and Kathy Bates were hilarious. Poor Claire's guy turned into a jerk... yeah, didn't see that one coming from 50k down the road. So I had to tape Angel to watch SFU, so I haven't seen it. In fact, if I run upstairs I can probably fit it in before I go to work, hurrah!
I went to get my legs lasered again today. I keep hearing these commercials on the radio about "pain free laser hair removal." Pain free my ass! Have these people had laser hair removal? Cause it hurts like a bitch! But all will be worth it when I never, ever have to shave my legs again. I'll have to remember that tomorrow when I'm getting my upper leg and bikini line done.
Off to watch Angel!
Listening to: The Notwist - Solitaire (hurrah for upcoming Notwist concert!)
"We're more than overwhelmed..."
I was driving back from a very unsuccessful shopping trip with L, when some bastard that wasn't paying any attention decided it would be fun to rear end us. Luckily it just put a dent in her bumper. The guy was really apologetic, but it bugged me that you could still hear his loud "thud thud" techno music playing in his car. Might have given him a little more credibility if he'd turned it down. But at least there wasn't a lot of damage, and we're all fine so that's good. And I'm secretly really happy that L volunteered to drive, is that evil of me?
I got a really exciting email today. Trix emailed me and asked me to join the Sarkgasm blog! This completely floored me. I have been practically living at that site since I found it. When the first RR started up I was checking the site two or three times a day for updates. I was obsessed. I'm so happy to be part of it! So I'm trying very hard to think of a good challenge to add for the next RR.
Johnny Cash has done a cover of Depeche Mode's Personal Jesus. It's a really good version, slowed down and bluesed up. Very nice. So first NIN, now DM... where's he gonna go next? Speaking of Depeche Mode, Dave and Martin's sites are up for their solo projects. Mart's got some of his songs available to stream, and so far I like what I hear. Dave's site is a little bare boned at the moment, but there is the artwork for his album Paper Monsters, and OhMyGod does he ever look hot. Absolutely amazing, just beautiful. The man is a god. The photo's are gorgeous too... they have to be Anton Corbijn. They just have that look to them, all dark and half focused. He's my favourite photographer.
Listening to: Depeche Mode - Happiest Girl (Pulsating Orbital Vocal Mix) - How's that for a title?
"...and I would have to pinch her just to see if she was real, just to watch the smile fade away, feel the things she feels."
Ack! Damn blogger... Had something pretty all typed out, and then it lost it. Grrrr...
So let's do this again... First, thanks to CG for giving me a stool at her bar. That was really cool. Second, the girls at the AU boards are hillarious! They seriously made my day. The Sark thread has been the funniest thing that I have read in a long time. I feel very privileged to be sharing cyberspace with them.
Went to Quizilla and took the "What member of the Troika are you? (Buffy)" quiz. I couldn't get the link to work, but... I'm Andrew! He's my favourite. They should give the spin off to him. Throw in some Giles and Spike being evil (none of this chip/soul crap) and that show would spell success. Oooh, I read that Nathan Fillion has signed on for the last few episodes of Buffy. That is awesome, because I miss him! And I really miss Firefly. Cancelling that show was the most boneheaded move Fox has done since it killed Dark Angel (and I don't mean by cancelling it). Here's hoping they can redeem themselves with Jensen Ackles new project. Hi, I'm Steph, and I'm an Acklesholic.
I hung out with my friend J at her work tonight. This might be a normal thing, except she works in a porn store. It's really, really weird to just sit, chat and drink coffee in a porn store. But this is how I killed two hours tonight. I never thought I would ever spend so much time in a porn store. Ever. But it's really fun to see what people are renting. And even funnier to read some of the boxes. Did you know that Snoop Dog directs porn? Well now you do...
I also went out with my friend L tonight before the porn store chillin'. It was nice to see her... without her lame ass boyfriend who I not-so-affectionately call Dilbert. After the cartoon... cause that's what he looks like, only he hasn't got the personality. I've been feeling totally ditched by her, and I hope that she realizes that her friends were around long before Dilbert entered her life. L and I are going shopping with my best friend S tomorrow. (Because I apparently feel that I didn't spend enough money on Saturday). The three of us are all that's left of the high school gang, and I hope that Dilbert won't be our Yoko Ono.
I will only say one thing about work: I checked the schedule today, and every week that I have full time hours, so does Creepy Guy. So what the hell is his issue? Moron.
Listening to: Depeche Mode - Dirt
"Do you feel it when you touch me? A fire... there's a fire inside."
Before I start the official work rant: Dude, preview for next week's Alias! How hot was Sark? And he's got a gun, and he's throwing Vaughn down a set of stairs. Very, very nice. Have I mentioned that Sark's hot? Cause he is. Really, really hot. Especially with the gun. Wow...
Ok, rant time. A guy at work has to take some sick leave which is really too bad. I hope he's feeling better soon. But in the meantime, they need someone to fill his hours, and they've decided to give them to me! Hurrah! So I'll have full time weeks until his back has recovered. However Creepy Guy at work has found out that they're giving the hours to me, and has gone on the warpath. He's bitching to anyone who will listen (and a few who won't) about how he's constantly being screwed over for hours, and that he's been here longer than me so he should get the hours. First off, he's getting full time for the most part anyway, so why all the bitching? Second, he's got a freelancing job for his days off, so again what's with the bitching? He even went as far to tell one girl how he trained me... what? I'm sorry, where was I for that? He's worked there for about a month longer than I have. (cue Bridget Jones' "slightly senior, and therefor thinks he's in charge of me") He seems to have forgotten the main point, which is that I'm a waaaay better editor than he is. Frankly, as an editor he sucks. He's awful... he takes forever, he has no sense of timing, and generally his stuff looks like shit. I've heard more than one reporter complain about things he's cut for them. So far he hasn't bitched to me since I obviously won't agree with him... but I'm hoping that he will at some point because I've completely had it with him. Between all the whining, and the creepy email he sent me last week, I'm hoping that he'll get a clue and go look for a full time job somewhere else, because it should be plainly apparent that he'll never be hired on full time at work. Here ends the rant!
Listening to: Royksopp - Remind Me
"We stayed outside til two, waiting for the light to come back..."
Today I said to myself one of my favourite phrases "God, I hate people." Isn't that sad? I really do... I'm not a fan of people. Especially people in a crowed mall. Jesus Christ, what was I thinking? But the good news is that I got some serious shopping done. Hopefully I won't have to go into a mall for a good long time now. Best purchase of the day: Nine West shoes for $51. Yes, $51. Isn't that amazing? So of course I had to get them.
I also said my favourite phrase driving home from work tonight. We had a flash freeze, so to normal people that's a great big sign that says "hey, don't drive like an idiot." Apparently some people didn't see the sign.
And the most recent time I uttered my phrase today was reading at the Alias Uncovered boards (best board ever!). I was in the music section, which given the music that I listen to, and the music the general public listens to I should probably never go in. If I read one more time about the genius that is Justin Timberlake and/or Cry Me a River I will throw up. Ugh... I know that my tastes lay seriously off the beaten path, but I will never understand how people can a) listen to that crap and b) seriously think that it qualifies as good music. Very, very depressing and just one of many reasons why I hate people.
Listening to: Dinosaur Jr. - Out There
"Maybe you weren't on my side all along..."
I hate day shifts. Hate them. People were not supposed to be awake, let alone leaving their house before 7am. Really before 9 am. I spent my entire day acting like a zombie at work. This was my second day of working 7am to 4pm. Where's a pretty 3 to midnight shift when you want it? And next week will be even more insane. Everyone wants time off because it's March Break, so they all want to hang out with the kiddies. Which made me realize that Neglecting!Friend will be home, and want to hang out since the boyfriend doesn't live here. Except I only have one day off next week. Personally I'd rather spend it with the nonNeglecting!Friends.
I'm going shopping tomorrow morning (fucking morning people) with one of the girls from work. I'm hoping to spend a lot of money, and get a lot more clothes. I've been feeling the need for a new outfit for a while...
So I'm at home, alone on a Friday night, and feeling mildly lame about it. People from work were going out, but I declined to join them since Creepy Work guy was going, and I'm trying my best to avoid him due to the creepy factor. So hopefully I won't chain myself to this computer all night, and will actually get a chance to catch up on some sleep.
Listening to: Garbage - April Tenth
"We thought that we knew, but I guess that we don't..."
My very first blog. It's a kind of landmark, just a lame one. I've been thinking about getting one of these for a while. Basically I've always been in love with the idea of keeping a diary, but not with keeping a diary. I figure since I spend so much time online, and I can type (and edit) faster than I can write, this should be the place for me. So after spending a lot of time lurking around other people's blogs, here I am at my own.
The girls from work and I have picked a date for our Mexican (or Dominican, haven't really decided yet) adventure. The first week of September, we will spend out on a beach somewhere soaking up sun, and soaking in alcohol. It sounds like a dream right now... stupid snow. I think that there's been about 4 feet of snow in the past few days. And I love snow, I really do. It's beautiful, and sparkling and all kinds of fun adjectives. But it's a bitch to shovel, as my shoulders will tell you. So right now a margarita and a beach sounds like the definition of heaven.
I was at work today for eleven and a half hours today. I'd bitch more, but they are paying me a ton of money, and since I'm greedy I did agree to it. It was still really wrong though. I have a 50 hour work week next week. I thought people made those up, but apparently there are freaks out there who do it all the time. Craziness.
Listening to: Jeff Buckley - Halleuljah
"She tied you to her kitchen chair, she broke your throne and she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the halleujah."
Watching: Veronica Mars, SG1
Reading: Hot Six
Listening: Coldplay
Lusting: All the TV Boyfriends
Wanting: JOB! Seriously.
Loving: New TV Obsessions
Quoting: "How was your date?" "You know, the conversation was lame, but the sex was great." Veronica to her Dad.
Next Concert: Death From Above 1979
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