Friday, March 31, 2006

My apartment complex has two tennis courts, but I have no one to play tennis with. It makes me sad. All day today, because I actually don't have to do any homework today for a change, I've been thinking about how nice it would be to go out and play tennis for a couple of hours...but no one.

Every where I go, Easter candy taunts me. I want to get a thing of candy beans, people. A whole thing.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

V for Vendetta in fifteen minutes. (V. funny, but OMG, if you haven't seen the movie yet, don't read it. And if you haven't seen the movie yet, OMG DO IT.)

Why for is Grissom not on CSI? Whatev.

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Yay! I ordered some buttons from TWoP, and they got here super-fast, and it's always a lovely surprise to open up your mailbox and have something there earlier than you expected. Check them out:

So cool. Usually the TWoP merchandise is pretty cute, but nothing extraordinary, but these I had to get right away.

I hate when you're in your pajamas and it's late and you get a sudden urge for, like, a cinnamon roll or something. Not that that just happened to me or anything. Sigh.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

A silly survey:

Open your music player, set it to random, and write down the titles of the first 10 songs that come up. Then add "in my pants" to each title.

1. Someday We'll Be Together In My Pants
2. It Had To Be You In My Pants
3. Takin' It To The Streets In My Pants
4. The Beekeeper In My Pants
5. The Dinner Party In My Pants (this was my favorite one until...)
6. Stuck In A Rut In My Pants
7. The Chain In My Pants
8. Masquerade In My Pants
9. Listen To The Music In My Pants
10. Baltar Panics In My Pants (...this one)
This morning, I experienced my first honest-to-God thunderstorm down here in Austin, which was very exciting. Real, cracking thunder, heavy rain; the fun was slightly marred by the constant braying of a hundred car alarms. Car alarms don't really work. When you hear one, you don't think, "Oh my God, someone's breaking into a car!" You think, "Oh my God, someone walked past a car!"

I'm coming home and I get on the bus, and it's pretty crowded, but right in front of the door is a girl sitting against the window with her bag in the aisle seat. I ask her if I can sit there, and she glares at me, and then moves her bag without saying a word. I'm having a good day, so it was amusing rather than being annoying; like hell I'm going to stand so that you don't have to have the inconvenience of moving your bag to the floor (or, God forbid, your lap). I mean, what did she expect? I managed to not laugh in her face, though, so that worked out.

You know on the Colbert Report, his sign of people who are dead to him? Mitch Hurwitz is on mine.

Monday, March 27, 2006

Random music:

Barry White, "The First, The Last, My Everything", because I was thinking about Peter MacNicol, aw.

Travis, "Hit Me Baby (One More Time)". Not the most awesome quality, but it's kind of scary how good this song actually is, when you have actual musicians performing it.

James Taylor, "Carolina on my Mind". It's pretty. And relaxing.


Sunday, March 26, 2006


You know what my least favorite thing to do in the whole world is? Throwing up. Wait! There's something worse! When I feel so nauseated and awful that I know that I'll only feel better if I throw up, but I have to make myself do it.

SCREW YOU, TILAPIA. You are officially on my list. And don't give me that about also having green beans and rice. You know it was you. You and your...fishiness.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

People! Why did no one tell me that Peter MacNicol is on Numbers! OMG! Surely one of you has caught at least an episode, and there's no excuse! I have missed episodes and episodes of MacNicol! I haven't seen him since Ally McBeal started sucking so much I just couldn't do it anymore! And he's on TV every Friday night, with Bernard from The Santa Clause!

Come on!
Not that I necessarily agree with every item-or its placement-but here's a fun list of the top 25 AD moments. And honestly, I think #3 is not only the hardest I've ever laughed on AD, but the hardest I've ever laughed at TV ever. (Although my close second, George Michael's flashback to the Christmas party at Ann's house, complete with Ann's Klingon-esque singing voice and the creepy uncle with the arm, isn't even on the list, which just doesn't seem quite right.)

Good news! I'm getting to write AD for the sitcom half of my TV writing class. I have to download and rewatch the last few eps of the season first (I lent the tape to UT Laura as there's also some BSG on that tape, grr, and I wasn't thinking and won't get it back till Wednesday), but then it's time to start brainstorming ideas for what episode would happen next. SO, if anyone has any ideas/thoughts/jokes etc, please feel free to let me know. I'll put up what I have in the next few days, and mayhap folk can help me fine tune some things or what not.

Friday, March 24, 2006

So I've been following the whole Snakes on a Plane thing for a few months, and they finally released the official logo. OMG people, it's going to be SO AWESOME.


Thursday, March 23, 2006

This is my new official "bored now" icon. Or "sleepy," but not today, being as how I went to bed at 11 last night and slept straight through till 9am. Which is CRAZY. I have no idea how I could have gotten that tired. But yeah, bored because I'm done with my reading for today, and I have no other homework that I need to do this morning, and I can't even work up the effort to rewind my tapes of last night's Lost and VM, but I don't know what else to do to fill up the next three hours. Which is just lame.

There was this dude waiting for one of the the other shuttles yesterday on campus, across the street, and his shirt said, "PATTYCAKE PATTYCAKE MICROWAVE." Seriously. What does that even mean? And yes, the text covered the whole shirt in giant shiny all-caps. I was, like, entranced by it, people.

So, I'm just back from the gym, and while I was there I had ESPN on mute, because I pre-emptively turn on the TV to something I don't mind watching muted so I can listen to music and then no one can come in and turn on Laguna Beach or BET or the Tony Danza Show and then turn it up to 11. So, watching ESPN. And a commercial comes on for the PGA, and it's Ernie Els teaching a classroom of little kids, and he writes, like, "3 + 4 + 2 + 3 + 5 + 4 + 2 = ?" on the board, and one little girl raises her hand, and he writes in the answer, "-3" and it's super cute and all, and then I kind of realize with this rising inexplicable horror that I am TOTALLY FINDING ERNIE ELS HOT, which like...whoa. Not that he's ugly or anything, but it's Ernie Els! And I'm like, "humina" at the gym! Over a PGA commercial! Which made me then realize that I really need to get a boyfriend.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

I don't understand how people can eat food that clearly does not smell good. I had to light my weekly candle of Dispelling the Smell of the Weekly Stew Cooking. Bah.

Anyways, I got my Greek Myth midterm back today, where I missed a half a point because I didn't identify Aphrodite in an answer. Which I should have, and it was a legitimate mark, but seriously, if I know who the Dioscuri are, if I know who Danaus is, etc., then it probably stands to reason that I know who Aphrodite is. But it's okay; I'd have to get a C on the final to not get an A in the class, so I'm feeling pretty okay about it. And I finished Lost! Huzzah! So I just need to do a revision, and I'll probably enter it in the Austin Film Festival, so good times.

Now I'm just working to finish a first draft on my screenplay, which is going okay; I'm still not happy with the progression of events into the third act, and I'm feeling like my protagonist isn't active enough, but I don't know what to do to change it. At some point, there's such an inertia and momentum from what came before that it's hard to change things, so I'll probably have to wait until the revision to work out these issues. But I'm enjoying writing a lot this year; I feel like I'm coming to a far better understanding of plot and structure than I had at USC, and being as how that's my biggest weakness as a writer, it's encouraging.

Monday, March 20, 2006

Am back from Spring Break, which was quite lovely. I even got work done! I never do things over breaks, but I totally wrote almost 30 pages, so I was highly impressed with myself. Break was, unfortunately, marred by KU's stupid, stupid loss in the first round of the tournament, which I am officially not talking about anymore, ad infinitum.

Other than that, saw V for Vendetta, which I enjoyed immensely, watched the finale for Battlestar, which I thought was inspired, and watched way too much TV just in general, randomly flipping, to the point where I just couldn't anymore. I can't watch another Food Network Challenge! I can't! So I've got that out of my system.

So I've got about another 40 pages or so to write before Wednesday, which is entirely doable, although it means breaks will be strictly scheduled and rationed, so I won't really get to hang out on teh intraweb until about Thursday or so. Not that everyone was desperately missing me, I'm sure. Heh. I am excited about being about to read TWoP again, though; after waiting five minutes for a page to load this weekend, I called it quits and vowed to never try to read it again at home ever again. So with that...

Thursday, March 9, 2006

Heh. So I'm mostly just posting to use this icon, which I stole from someone, although the reason they used it? I also share, as yeah, BSG S3 isn't going to start until October. So, seven month hiatus. Not the cool.

Spring break yay! Although I have half a movie to write next week, and I don't even have a third act outline to my satisfaction yet. So that'll be exciting. But, there's basketball, and the first weekend of the Big Dance is my favorite time of the year, so it'll all even out.

Tuesday, March 7, 2006

Laura posted pictures of my cats, which made me realize that I don't think I've ever taken any pictures of Captain Jack. Aw, kitties! I see you soon because it is only three more days till Spring Break yay!

So, I'm in mythology today and we're talking about the Theban cycle, and as backstory my professor brings up the marriage of Cadmus and Hermione, daughter of Ares and Aphrodite. And so I, of course, zone out and try to decide whether or not JKR just liked that name or if she's actually using Hermione in any kind of mythic context. And then I decided no, but if she were going to, the only way that would work would be if Hermione functioned as, well, the harmony between love and war, the love that tames war...and that's getting into scary H/Hr waters. So. I'm going to come down on the side of that JKR just liked the name. Which made me realize that a lot of what I like about the HP books are the mythic undertones, which just don't seem to be getting explored as much as they should. And honestly, unless we find out that Snape is Harry's father, even the classic "death of the mentor" isn't going to play out as it should.

And then my professor said, like, "Oedipus," and I was like, right! Greek mythology!

Monday, March 6, 2006

Four more days to spring break yay!

So, finished the first disc of XF S1. Have made icons. Because I finally was able to find a torrent of Power DVD that came with a fake registration key, so now I can do my own screencaps permanently. Is very exciting.

Sunday, March 5, 2006


Yay! Christian Rivers has an Oscar!

Aw, I wanted Tim Burton to win.

I love Dolly Parton, always and forever. She exists on a plane of awesome, something that we mere mortals can only vaguely comprehend. Her next-door neighbor up there is Cher.

Jack Nicholson lives there too.

Mmm, the Wilson brothers. I'd take either. I'd take both.

I still hate how they ghettoize the scientific and technical awards; I don't understand why they can't find a cable channel to air them.

RachelWeiszRachelWeiszRachelWeisz...Rachel Weisz yay! (I spontaneously shook my fists in the universal toddler expression of glee.) She looks SO GORGEOUS.

So, my computer froze up and I lost my last few comments. Thanks a lot, computer! I don't remember what I wrote, though, so it probably wasn't insightful/funny/interesting.

Stupid Memoirs of a Geisha art director, you STOLE that Oscar from Grant Major. Bastard.

King Kong pwns sound. Yay.

OMG, Meryl Streep looks beautiful. Her dress is gorgeous. I love her so much.

Yay Philip Seymour Hoffman!

Yay Ang Lee! Although he should have won for "Sense and Sensibility."

WTF!?!?! I Can't believe they did that. I can't believe it. What bullshit. I'm sorry, but there's no way "Crash" was the best picture of the year. I just...I can't believe they didn't give it to "Brokeback Mountain."

I was going to talk about Jon Stewart now, but I'm still kind of not happy. Bah.

Best dressed: Meryl Streep, Uma Thurman, Keira Knightley, Reese Witherspoon (even though I'm sick of her and her stupid "I'm just a girl from Tennesse" thing). And Will Smith, who was working that suit.
I didn't start out intending to make a crazy grunge banner, but that's what happened. Four hours later. Yay Saturday! The day of completely wasting time!

Although I did do major apartment cleaning today, so it wasn't a total waste. I've been busy the past few weeks, and got behind on teh apt. maintenance, and y'know, I don't know why I keep expecting my roommate to do anything. Clearly, the trash is her chore avatar, complete and in toto, and no other chores need apply. It took me twenty minutes to scrub the stove top silver things underneath the hot things (yes) clean, and I'm certainly not the one making the goat stew (yes) all the time.

I'm sad, because I'm not really excited for the Oscars this year. I haven't seen any of the Best Pic nominees, the only actor I really want to win (Keira) doesn't have a shot in hell, and Grant Major is probably not going to win art direction. So...I mean, I'll watch it, but I always look forward to the Oscars, and it's just like, okay. Oscars. Woo?

Thursday, March 2, 2006

I'm not really one for the super-girly wedding planning, but I so covet this cake:

It's got daisies on it! Daisies! Clearly, it was designed specifically for me. Yis.

So, my three days of no roommate is drawing to a close. It's weird that even though I don't usually see my roommate, there is a very lovely, palpable sense in the air that I am all alone when she isn't here. It was v. nice. It's too bad that I can't afford to live alone, because that would be fantastic. Just me, all the time, watching TV whenever and wherever I felt like it.

Okay, so, Laura's newest paint picture made me chuckle. Context: Sasha Kaun is Russian. It's so cute. And in that vein (and because I less than three the paint stuff...):

Wednesday, March 1, 2006

Dear Guy Who Uses the Weight Machine When I Am There:

Just lift the weights already. Stop lifting for thirty (30) seconds, then sitting back and watching the TV for three (3) minutes. I walked on the treadmill for twenty (20) minutes waiting for you to finish, and you actually only lifted weights for a total of about five (5) minutes. You need to be more considerate of other people. Also, waiting that long between sets isn't a good idea, anyway.

Sincerely, Shannon