no longer an exclusively vicarious one.

Thursday, March 08, 2007

not go quietly into the night

yeah, the new Order of the Stick strip-swathe is up, and it is very impressive. that bit that redcloak thinks at the end is priceless. i cant really get over the whole haley-elan being together thing. it still throws me off whenever they talk to each other and... stuff.

so. new blogger thingy eh? some kind of spread of the multinational cancer that is google. yeah.

i was thinking. cos i have a fair bit of free time right now, and i watch so much tv, maybe i should start using this bloggy thing to put up little recaps. hmm. i should try that and see where it takes me. god knows i talk a lot during the watching of the eps, johobo is always yelling that i should shut up while im watching heroes, so she can try to figure out exactly what mohinder is trying to say through his various attempted accents. and what the hell the haitian sensation is trying to mutter.

to start:
extreme makeover. is back. and fabulous, and slightly distressing. i cant actually watch when all the plastic surgery and lipo is happening, but they do it very quickly and tastefully. the mini-extreme-makeovers make me laugh because the women always look so amazed that theyre getting a makeover, but it turns out they get new hair-makeup-wardrobe. although, i suppose i wasnt really laughing when the camp stylist handed over 15 air tickets. that was pretty cool.

erm. updating links. soon.

i got my anthro reader. bloody freud. the reader is frakkin huge, and the text is miniscule and omigosh i should be reading right now. ag.


they're gone!

well its been awhile since i did this, but since johobo seems to get such peace of mind by blowing all her nervous energy on her various online presences, i thought maybe i'd try it again.

uni has started, i have amazing!clashes, and im doing a stats subject that is boringly a lot like the stats i did last sem and barely passed. thankgod i dont have to keep a distinction average or anything crazy like that, which is what the B.Psych ppls have to do. *shudder*

i have new favourite shows now. i jumped off the sinking sg-1 ship, and am now a Dedicated BSG fan. yays! but not so much because last ep was. omg. sad. and unbelievable. she better end up coming back as a cylon or something. or maybe leoben made a clone with that ovary he stole. im just saying. i dont know how the dynamic is going to change, but its going to feel very empty without her snarkiness all over the place. im going to go cry again.

and, heroes! i cant believe a time without the cheesy squee of heroes following. i look at that previous post and wander if i knew my life was so unfulfilled... but yeah. the cliffhanger is apparently not resolving itself until 6 weeks in my future. which is: a) not cool, and b) annoying. man, by next ep, a whole bunch of our favourite supers could be dead. although, i will be forever indebted to sylar for slicing that bit of fringe off milo. it has been bugging me since halfway through the first episode.

woah. new usb. the things i find lying around the computer desk.

anyways. joho is doing hsc this year. sometimes i feel i am living my life through hers, especially when i have very little to do around the house and she is ordering me to make her cups of tea! cups of tea! cups of tea! she gets very scary when she is stressed. and i would move somewhere else if i wasnt so worried about her sanity.

dad is going to m'sia for some birthday bash for his aunt. which is cute. but I want to go, to buy things for myself. you know, things. for... having. i like stuff.

ooh. should i holiday-blog? about what i did in the holiday? it was mostly iceskating and hanging out with the same 5-6 ppl all the time. im over it. and eating. gods, the eating. i dont think ill ever get over all that consuming of foodstuffs. ick.

i think i have to go to uni now. meh.


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