The weekend

I volunteered to housesit this weekend, which meant no internet and no cable. I actually had to read books and somesuch. I fear I shan't recover. On the plus side I made a dent in the formidable pile of library books I've had sitting in room since a couple of weeks before school ended, but on the minus side, as one of the books I finished and rather liked is part of a series, I've managed to *add* to the pile as well. Other things I did to pass the time? watched Original Recipe Pirates of the Caribbean twice, and tried to watch the first disc of the first season of Smallville. That last thing was *painful*: the special effects were on the cheesy side, Welling is *the biggest* freshmen this side of No Child Left Behind, Kristen Kreuk continually got on my nerves, and my stupid brain wouldn't stop shouting "hoYay! hoYay!" whenever Lex and Clark showed up on the screen together. I had to quit after chortling and MST3King my way through the first episode.

Fearing I'd be bored shitless even with the books and the DVDs I brought with me I also tried to make some lists. Spent a good bit of time on the subway (because I last minuted them...I always last minute things) smiling to myself (weirding out those next to me, I'm sure) and trying to think of Top Five thinggeys. Haven't finished all of them because it's tough trying to come up with good ones. Fun, though, and I'll tackle the rest over the course of the day.

( Top 5 Slash Items That Will Make Xainthia's Eyes Implode And Brain Leak Out Her Ears )

( Top Five Things Xander Won't Say to Spike )

( Top Five Things You Won't See Sisko Wearing )

( Top 5 Ways Faith Is Similar to Starbuck )

( Top 5 Ways to Piss Off Gerald Terrant )

( Five Things We Never Knew About the X-Men )

Sunday was US Open time with atraxia. The disorganized and uncoordinated nature of the entry aside, once we got in it was great. Caught Sharapova and the other Russian woman, then James Blake versus Carlos Moya. The Sharapova match was quite boring(her outfit was interesting...it kept jumping across the ugly/cute line for me), but Blake/Moya was invigorating. The Blake supporters were nutso; the atmosphere was rather similar to that of a baseball game for the men's match (I kept thinking to myself "I'm sure the French Open is much more austere"). Moya's red and black ensemble sort of made him look like a ladybug, so I had to cheer for him. Of course, I missed The Wave when it came around (blasted bathroom break). Fun fun, and I definitely want to go back next year.

New game we've been playing lately - Guitar Hero! Oh man, it's awesome! I'm finally getting my brothers to listen to rock music without hearing them bitch. My folks too, for that matter. It's one of those games that is addictive, like Dance Dance. I feel I have an advantage from my woodwind playing, but not much as the coordination required is a little different. "No One Knows" by Queens of the Stone Age is amazingly fun to play.

Brain slowly shutting down. I'll stop journaling now.