Nothing that can't be fixed...

So y'all are probably so bored of me ignoring the ol' Flist and popping up every other month to bitch/whine/freak out about homework, right? 'Cause I sure am. Bet you want to hear something fannish out of me for once, right? 'Course you do.

Well, you're just going to have to wait! I have gloating to do! (Don't worry, I have fannish musings for later in this broadcast. ;) )

Fair warning, I think I must have been in blog withdrawal or something, it took me a horribly long time to get to the point.

You know that presentation I was freaking out about the last two real posts? All was cool.

The grades for were emailed out yesterday.

Guess who got an A? ::points at self with thumbs::  Oh yeah.  Did I tell you I was awesome, or did I tell you I was awesome?  ;)

I wouldn't normally be quite so smug about getting a good grade, especially on a 1-credit class, but this semester has been a frakking nightmare, so I wouldn't have been totally surprised if I hadn't been able to pull myself together in time for finals, and blown my GPA all to Hell as a result.  Next time class registration rolls around, somebody please remind me that I have the reading speed of a narcoleptic snail and the writing speed to match, and therefore should NOT be taking ten credits worth of reading/research-heavy, paper/project-grade only classes?  Especially not if I'm planning on taking six MORE credits of other classes?  'Cause that's what I did this semester, and the end result was me 1) dropping Psychology 3/4's of the way through (ironically, I had an A in and liked the prof, I just needed the time to work on my other classes); and 2) taking incompletes on both of my History classes (which I'll get to work on finishing next week.  The rest of my finals were yesterday, and dammit, I will be taking a few days off!)

In all honesty, it wasn't just the course work that made this semester difficult, but most the other stuff turned out pretty cool.  A quick overview:



Err... you know, other than that and maybe some random amusements with friends & clubs, nothing in particular happened to me over the last few months.  And yet I still need a brain nap.

And finally something fannish!


And to close, I'm finally checking my Flist. Skip=900, baby! May 6th is as far as I can go, so drop a comment if there's anything earlier you want me to see. My hope is to, over the next few days, weed down the non-essentials enough so in the future when I have masses of homework I can still check up on y'all without getting procrastination guilt.

 

Yes, yes, I know it's been four weeks since I last posted promising an analysis of the "Alien" films.  I's been busy.

In other news, I just saw pirates three!  It was so cool!  I use the word cool advisedly, because I still think that the first one was the best, but...  the second and third are so cool!



I have more thoughts, but I think I need to go to bed.

Have you ever had one of those days when your alarm goes off, and you wake up and go "Noooo!  I don't want to go!"?  And then you realize that you just forgot to turn off said alarm the day before, and it's really Saturday morning?  Which makes you feel much more awake (relatively speaking) and like you should slither out of bed and go watch some cartoons?  That was how today started.  Only I didn't watch cartoons when I got up, I did homework instead.

But on the upside?  I found a balloon.  I was taking a break and wandering outside, when I saw it tangled in some weeds.  It's a shiny silver mylar one, with dark blue lettering saying "You simply are the best" on one side, and "CSI Customer Service Week" on the other.  It's still got some helium in it, as well, and floats a few inches above the ground when left alone.  This makes me happy.  I've got a balloon!

Not much else of note going on with me (besides my usual running around like a chicken with it's head cut off, now with late nights), but I felt like writing something anyways.  Plus it's been what, two weeks?  Since I communed with my keyboard in a blog-type way.  So.  How've ya been?

Have I mentioned that I have a wonderful Theatre professor?  He's such a geek (and his wife even more so).  As in, he too owns the entire BtVS series on DVD, and has watched Firefly and Serenity.  Plus occasional Star Trek references.  And here's the best part: for our second paper, we're supposed to write fanfic. 

New Battlestar Galactica last night!  Yay!

I finally got around to watching X3 on Thursday.  I was pleasantly surprised.  Most of the problems with it, in my mind, were the same problems I had with the first two, and the plot actually managed to surprise me in a couple places.  But, since in hindsight comics were/are my first fandom, I feel the urge to nitpick.  I shall alternate nits and squee so as not to sound too negative.


There may be more, but those are the important bits.  And I'm all sleepy now.  G'night.

Well, I passed yesterday's driving test with flying colors and a cute DMV employee.  Yay!

In celebration, moss6886 and I went thrift shopping, where we found books, CDs, pewter cups (which are only useful at Faire or similar, but there they're necessities), cute Beanie Babies (I don't collect, but I do have a serious weakness, plus one of them was a little lion that I gave to my dad), cool clothes (but the little leather skirt was too small ::pout::), and miscellaneous jewelry.  Then we went to Pizza Hut for large Meat Lover's Pan (kind of a treat for us), and even after giving a few slices to the small cousins there was enough for snacking and breakfast (yum!).

When we got home, I was faced with questions: Do I have enough energy to post, and if so what icon do I use?  The answers to these were "maybe" and either "Snoopy Dance" or "::facegrass::," which posed a problem.  That problem being that neither of those icons were uploaded, and changing that state would involve getting rid of one or two of my other userpics.  The only possible solution was paid time.

In an (unsuccessful) attempt to dissuade myself from spending more money, I decided that I didn't want to post and that I should instead rewatch Sid & Nancy.  I'd first watched it on Thursday (Netflix, I kept it because there were a couple screencaps I wanted to get), and my initial reaction was basically "yeah, pretty good, nice cinematography, can see why it kick-started Gary's career," and that's it.  But there are some bits that just won't leave me (in a good way).  After the rewatch, I've come to realize that I think I might love that movie.  I don't know if it's the acting or the visuals or the music or maybe the glorious trainwreck effect, but it just worked.  Although I did end up ogling Gary Oldman at some points, which is just... weird.  I mean, I love the guy to itty-bitty bits, but he's someone I don't find at all hot even if I enjoy looking at him (a few others like that are Adam Baldwin, Humphrey Bogart, and everyone of the family DeLuise).

I don't know what made me think of this, but... did any of you watch Andromeda?  I didn't think so.  Anyways, I did.  It was total crack (profoundly stupid at points, which made the really cool and intelligent bits that showed up occasionally all the more entertaining), and the fifth (final) season was the most cracked of them all.  Some good moments, but generally it sucked.  Except for one thing: the fandom implications.  Meaning that the fifth season was almost designed for crossover fic (it even eliminated timeline issues!).  I mean really, if Moya accidentally Starbursted into the Seefra system, I wouldn't have been surprised.  Teleportation spell gone horribly wrong?  Why not?  A Stargate on 4?  Sure.  Hell, the Colonial Fleet might make an FTL jump in, but that might be a little harder to work.

On a Stargate-y note, I feel I should mention that there aren't any whistling ducks in Northern Minnesota.  My theory is that the good General knows this, and was simply trying to drive Cameron insane.  That is all.

See?  See my new iconses?  Aren't they pretty?  They raise the dead!