Little News
Class today? Sooo not painful. Alan wasn't there, and the co-instructors were not task masters. I actually smiled and answered questions in class, something that I found unable to do with Alan around. Good times.
On the way into the city I decided to pick up![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
witchylass's recommendation, Wally Lamb's She's Come Undone. I was initially hesitant because, you know, it's like an Oprah Book Club selection. And my mom's read it, enjoyed it, and suggested I read it. Our tastes are light-years apart. But I was very much surprised by how much I took to it. I was sucked in by Lamb's easy (as in, succinct and clean) writing style, and found myself murmuring "Oh my God" at a number of passages while riding the training (wigging out fellow travelers, no doubt). I'm about halfway through and I'd read more if my brain wasn't shot to hell. Now if I can only get my mom to read Virginia Woolf's Orlando the count will be even.
Also decided to splurge on a few CDs, since I seem to be getting back into really listening to music (just sitting back, closing my eyes, and absorbing it all). Picked up Evanescence's "Fallen", the Kill Bill Vol.2 Soundtrack (Malaguena Salerosa? amazingly kick-ass; listening to it brings the scenes that it accompanied to mind, causes me to tear up a bit, and makes me really really want to watch the movie again...I've repeated the song at least 5 times by now), Tori's luscious "Little Earthquakes", and a Prince's greatest hits compilation (because you can never have enough funky lovin' music).
I'm sorry Hal, my love, but I think Eric Bana is seriously vying to take your place as myimaginary boyfriend. I mean, GODDAMN. That's the pec pic I went on about a few days ago. He's flexing, and he's not even doing anything. It's like "Hmm, let me look at my wristplate while my ginormous muscles ripple for no apparent reason". Now, I'm not usually a muscle person when it comes to guys (hence my stints with Spader and Sparks), but I do have a thing for accents (I caught him on Conan tonight; he does a killer American accent...and his natural Australian one isn't half bad). And guys that look good with extensive facial hair (so few do). AND! he played the Hammerhead Shark Anchor in Finding Nemo. So, Bana...it's you and Hal. Deathmatch. In my head. Wonder who'll win?
The yearly tick battle with Krishna has begun. Poor dear. It's a good thing she's not black-furred, or I'd have a hell of a time playing detective on her.
On the way into the city I decided to pick up
witchylass's recommendation, Wally Lamb's She's Come Undone. I was initially hesitant because, you know, it's like an Oprah Book Club selection. And my mom's read it, enjoyed it, and suggested I read it. Our tastes are light-years apart. But I was very much surprised by how much I took to it. I was sucked in by Lamb's easy (as in, succinct and clean) writing style, and found myself murmuring "Oh my God" at a number of passages while riding the training (wigging out fellow travelers, no doubt). I'm about halfway through and I'd read more if my brain wasn't shot to hell. Now if I can only get my mom to read Virginia Woolf's Orlando the count will be even. Also decided to splurge on a few CDs, since I seem to be getting back into really listening to music (just sitting back, closing my eyes, and absorbing it all). Picked up Evanescence's "Fallen", the Kill Bill Vol.2 Soundtrack (Malaguena Salerosa? amazingly kick-ass; listening to it brings the scenes that it accompanied to mind, causes me to tear up a bit, and makes me really really want to watch the movie again...I've repeated the song at least 5 times by now), Tori's luscious "Little Earthquakes", and a Prince's greatest hits compilation (because you can never have enough funky lovin' music).
I'm sorry Hal, my love, but I think Eric Bana is seriously vying to take your place as my
The yearly tick battle with Krishna has begun. Poor dear. It's a good thing she's not black-furred, or I'd have a hell of a time playing detective on her.