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changelingSo. Update on the job front: I applied for about ten jobs last night, which is more than I've applied for in the last six months, I think. I have two weeks of temp work starting on the 28th April. Go me.
I coloured a picture for Zan today - well, I helped colour it. He coloured the hair and skin, then sent it over to me and I did the clothing. I wasn't super-happy with it, but Zan was, and that's the important bit. It was rather.. *coughs* bawdy. I feel like another small part of my innocence has drained away. Either that, or I've eaten too much soup today, I'm not sure which.
I finished watching season 6 of Buffy today, and I'm glad it's over, frankly. The last two seasons have been too much of a rollercoaster of angst, and it's nice to have closure on it all. Well, sort of closure. *sigh* I would have started watching season 7, but it seems that the CDs Bek gave me start at episode 3, so I'll have to download the first two before I can see the rest. This is rather frustrating.
I'm rereading the Draco Trilogy...partly for a nice comfortable fantasy to read, I guess. Partly also because I'm working on my denial in case book 5 ends up being awful. There's angst in DT, but somehow it's easier to cope with than the angst caused by Buffy. With season 5 & 6 Buffy I've just felt like I'm standing on the tracks waiting for a V-line to run me over. Lots of anticipation.
Rereading Draco Sinister (I'm up to part 5), and it strikes me that Draco and Ron's relationship is very much Spike and Xander's, particularly season 6ish. Perhaps this could have been inferred, but their conversation just struck me as very, very Buffy.
"What are you going to do?" sneeredXander Ron. "Hit me with your rolled-up copy of Witch Weekly?"
"Oh, I'm not going to hit you," saidSpike Draco, his voice alive with menace. He was looking at Xander Ron with an expression that Xander Ron hadn't seen on Spike Draco's face for a while now. "I wouldn't bother hitting you. None of us can be bothered with you, haven't you noticed that? You think it's killing me to see Harry and Hermione together? I think it's killing you. You've never mattered, your whole life you've never mattered; the only thing that has ever mattered about you is Buffy Harry. If anyone at school knows your name, it's because of Buffy Harry. If you've ever won a point for your house, it's because of Buffy Harry. If you've ever passed a class, it's because Willow Hermione helped you. The only thing that's ever been special about you, Weasley, is your friends. And now they've got each other and they don't need you anymore, or want you around--"
Although I must say that puts a whole 'nother slant on Buffy and Willow's relationship. Hmm.
Borrowed Chamber of Secrets on DVD, due to youngest sister whinging at me to drive her to the video store. Didn't have the patience to watch it, so I just started watching the bonus stuff. There were a couple of deleted scenes that I think they really should have left in; most notable being the one in Borgin's (that's the name of the place, right? Can't remember...), of course. Nyssa whinged at me for wanting to watch CoS the actual movie, so once the interview with JK and Steven Kloves was over, I switched to the movie. After about 20 minutes she took off to her room. Feh.
I made a really nice dinner tonight. The rice wasn't so special (nice, but not special. I just cooked up some rice in vegetable stock, and added some misc veges I fried), but I wrapped some chicken in half a rasher of bacon with the fat cut off, and covered it in a lemon and rosemary marinade and some honey. I was really glad I found that marinade in the fridge, because I'd already decided I wanted a sharp, citrusy type glaze, and I didn't want to buy a lemon marmalade or something, knowing that no one would eat it. It was so nice. Yay me!
I finally have an approximate handle on one of the short stories I've been trying to write (the corpse-in-a-box one, possibly more decorously titled something like "The Gruesome Pier" or similar). I'm glad. I just want to get it finished... Don't have the energy tonight, though.
Good god, but the Harry/Draco/Hermione action in Draco Sinister echoes the Arthurian myths so strongly. I read this part: "It would be so easy to go in there and wake him up and tell him, and together they could storm the clearing in righteous indignation. They would make Draco and Hermione sorry. They would humiliate them." and I just got this strong visual of the discovery scene in that awful movie Excalibur when Arthur drives his sword between the sleeping Lancelot and Guinevere.
Ooh. Gruesome Pier. That's such a cool title. It sounds as if it ought to be a title in The Series of Unfortunate Events. That's so the right flavour. *rubs hands with GLEE!(tm)*
Feh. I've felt a little ambivalent about the whole LJ thing recently. It hardly seems worth keeping up with the journal entries when I get such little feedback... I don't know whether I only get about one or two people commenting because that's all that reads any given entry, or whether people simply just can't be bothered commenting. I don't know. I know I shouldn't let it bother me, but to me the point of keeping something like an LJ is that moment of connection; knowing that someone else heard what you're sending out into the ether. That's part of the problem with online stuff. I'd be much more relaxed about this whole comments thing if I was talking these entries instead of writing them, or handing printed copies of my thoughts to my friends. At least that way I'd know they were being read/heard. I'd never leave LJ, though, even if I never wrote in it again. I like reading my friends' page, and I like keeping up with my communities. and I'd die without NrAged...really, I would.
Speaking of NrAged: not only did I get![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lupercus commenting on my post there (one of the characters), but I got comments from Crowley and Aziraphale, from a different RPG journal. I'm all fangirly and squoogy. It all made me think of the Three Jolly Luck Takeaway Fish Bar from my Crowley/Aziraphale ficlet, though.
Well, that's my daily quota of randomness and misery for the day. I'll sign out. Oh, one more tiny thing before I go: I'll put up the Oscar Wilde wallpaper tie-in with today's Wackiness on my website soon, for those of you interested. Which is prolly no one... but still. Feh.
Is it too much to ask to have someone who loves me enough to be the centre of their universe every once in a while? So that the whole world just goes away for a while. Maybe I'm dependant, but I've never had the chance to find out. A person can dream, right?
Dani is a master. I tip my hat to her. Having Zan around is so good for my ego. *snugs him*
I coloured a picture for Zan today - well, I helped colour it. He coloured the hair and skin, then sent it over to me and I did the clothing. I wasn't super-happy with it, but Zan was, and that's the important bit. It was rather.. *coughs* bawdy. I feel like another small part of my innocence has drained away. Either that, or I've eaten too much soup today, I'm not sure which.
I finished watching season 6 of Buffy today, and I'm glad it's over, frankly. The last two seasons have been too much of a rollercoaster of angst, and it's nice to have closure on it all. Well, sort of closure. *sigh* I would have started watching season 7, but it seems that the CDs Bek gave me start at episode 3, so I'll have to download the first two before I can see the rest. This is rather frustrating.
I'm rereading the Draco Trilogy...partly for a nice comfortable fantasy to read, I guess. Partly also because I'm working on my denial in case book 5 ends up being awful. There's angst in DT, but somehow it's easier to cope with than the angst caused by Buffy. With season 5 & 6 Buffy I've just felt like I'm standing on the tracks waiting for a V-line to run me over. Lots of anticipation.
Rereading Draco Sinister (I'm up to part 5), and it strikes me that Draco and Ron's relationship is very much Spike and Xander's, particularly season 6ish. Perhaps this could have been inferred, but their conversation just struck me as very, very Buffy.
"What are you going to do?" sneered
"Oh, I'm not going to hit you," said
Although I must say that puts a whole 'nother slant on Buffy and Willow's relationship. Hmm.
Borrowed Chamber of Secrets on DVD, due to youngest sister whinging at me to drive her to the video store. Didn't have the patience to watch it, so I just started watching the bonus stuff. There were a couple of deleted scenes that I think they really should have left in; most notable being the one in Borgin's (that's the name of the place, right? Can't remember...), of course. Nyssa whinged at me for wanting to watch CoS the actual movie, so once the interview with JK and Steven Kloves was over, I switched to the movie. After about 20 minutes she took off to her room. Feh.
I made a really nice dinner tonight. The rice wasn't so special (nice, but not special. I just cooked up some rice in vegetable stock, and added some misc veges I fried), but I wrapped some chicken in half a rasher of bacon with the fat cut off, and covered it in a lemon and rosemary marinade and some honey. I was really glad I found that marinade in the fridge, because I'd already decided I wanted a sharp, citrusy type glaze, and I didn't want to buy a lemon marmalade or something, knowing that no one would eat it. It was so nice. Yay me!
I finally have an approximate handle on one of the short stories I've been trying to write (the corpse-in-a-box one, possibly more decorously titled something like "The Gruesome Pier" or similar). I'm glad. I just want to get it finished... Don't have the energy tonight, though.
Good god, but the Harry/Draco/Hermione action in Draco Sinister echoes the Arthurian myths so strongly. I read this part: "It would be so easy to go in there and wake him up and tell him, and together they could storm the clearing in righteous indignation. They would make Draco and Hermione sorry. They would humiliate them." and I just got this strong visual of the discovery scene in that awful movie Excalibur when Arthur drives his sword between the sleeping Lancelot and Guinevere.
Ooh. Gruesome Pier. That's such a cool title. It sounds as if it ought to be a title in The Series of Unfortunate Events. That's so the right flavour. *rubs hands with GLEE!(tm)*
Feh. I've felt a little ambivalent about the whole LJ thing recently. It hardly seems worth keeping up with the journal entries when I get such little feedback... I don't know whether I only get about one or two people commenting because that's all that reads any given entry, or whether people simply just can't be bothered commenting. I don't know. I know I shouldn't let it bother me, but to me the point of keeping something like an LJ is that moment of connection; knowing that someone else heard what you're sending out into the ether. That's part of the problem with online stuff. I'd be much more relaxed about this whole comments thing if I was talking these entries instead of writing them, or handing printed copies of my thoughts to my friends. At least that way I'd know they were being read/heard. I'd never leave LJ, though, even if I never wrote in it again. I like reading my friends' page, and I like keeping up with my communities. and I'd die without NrAged...really, I would.
Speaking of NrAged: not only did I get
lupercus commenting on my post there (one of the characters), but I got comments from Crowley and Aziraphale, from a different RPG journal. I'm all fangirly and squoogy. It all made me think of the Three Jolly Luck Takeaway Fish Bar from my Crowley/Aziraphale ficlet, though.Well, that's my daily quota of randomness and misery for the day. I'll sign out. Oh, one more tiny thing before I go: I'll put up the Oscar Wilde wallpaper tie-in with today's Wackiness on my website soon, for those of you interested. Which is prolly no one... but still. Feh.
Is it too much to ask to have someone who loves me enough to be the centre of their universe every once in a while? So that the whole world just goes away for a while. Maybe I'm dependant, but I've never had the chance to find out. A person can dream, right?
Dani is a master. I tip my hat to her. Having Zan around is so good for my ego. *snugs him*
