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[02 Feb 2009|02:48pm] |
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Right - I am determined to post with something approaching regularity here! This is a bit of a problem given that I only ever seem to have about two minutes before I have to leave work, or dance, or tutor, etc. Arrgh, craziness! Oh well; I'll live. Not much new here - having fun with my dancing and being driven mad by work, as usual. I'm looking into a variety of archaeological digs that I might participate in when I get to Spain before I start my ESL work.
Went to see Underworld with my friend Geoff (AKA my movie buddy - he's the only one around here who enjoys this stuff as much as I do!). It was *ridiculously* packed! Seriously nuts. But I enjoyed the crap out of it; shirtless werewolves FTW! Lucian put a shirt on at one point, which disappointed me greatly, but fortunately it ripped off about three scenes later. Seriously. Fantastic. XD So, I recommend that heartily, for the sake of werewolf chest alone (I found the movie in general pretty fun. Plenty of fighting and stabbing and even some exploding and fires; these are the things I ask for in an action movie.) Good lord, this is a pointless post. I would give a more in-depth review of the movie, but I'm afraid I saw it about a week ago and now I really can't remember much beyond the fact that there was plenty of shirtlessness and fighting, and I enjoyed it. So! That either means that you'll enjoy it, too, or that your estimation of my taste will go down significantly.
(I did also finally see most of O Lucky Man!, the Malcolm McDowell film from 1973, and my Dad's favourite film ever - it was bizarre, and fantastic, and completely wonderful. I seriously recommend it, though given how much my Mum loathed it I know it won't be to everyone's taste. ;p)
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| Three days late, but still |
[23 Jan 2009|02:19pm] |
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I know, I know I'm posting on this three days late, even though I watched it live. OBAMA! PRESIDENT OBAMA! FINALLY! I am so unbelievably psyched. His speech was brilliant, and I am so excited. Now if we can just get rid of Harper before he comes to visit us. How awesome would it be if the coalition went through and he could be greeted by Prime Minister Ignatieff instead?
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| Damn! |
[21 Jan 2009|04:50pm] |
Good god, I really suck at the updates don't I? Please feel free to shoot me; it would be entirely justified. I am unbelievably busy here. I'm now working with two students at the uni, so that's pretty much full-time, and volunteering at the college to teach ESL on Saturdays, as well as taking a yoga class and two dance classes. I'm so tired! And yesterday we started learning a new choreography, and today my butt is killing me, and I have another dance class tonight! I'm going to die! But not really. I just won't be able to walk properly for a couple of days. Arrgh, tiredness! But the dancing is wicked fun. Oh! It occurs to me that the choreography we're doing in Bollywood is actually from a movie, so I can get it on Youtube! I can't figure out how to embed it, though, so here's the link: http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=IiIL-w_jD8o
It is wicked-fun, despite the fact that my legs are killing me.
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| Sorry! |
[26 Nov 2008|12:24pm] |
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Arrgh, Master's degree! I've had to take an extra semester for my thesis (it's within a week of being finished now), and I haven't had any time off since I can't remember when. I'm fine, though - just stressed out and crazy-busy. I've also been working at the uni in order to have some cash (not much - damn, I'm broke). Hopefully next semester I'll be able to work more, since I won't have to worry about thesis time. I'm planning to make for Spain in April or May. So much insanity! I hope everybody's okay - I've wanted to post for ages, but this is the first time I've actually felt like I can take a couple of minutes to actually do it. Sorry! I suck! But I'll be finished soon!
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| Well this should be fun... |
[03 Nov 2007|03:56pm] |
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We're heading straight into a post-tropical storm here; it should be about seven hours long, and we may lose power. Woohoo! At least I finished my grading.
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| Back again |
[15 Jun 2007|11:21pm] |
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Oh man - I have been having a moderately crazy time. This morning someone poisoned Sophie (she is the stray cat we rescued last year - we had her spayed as soon as she gave birth, of course, but she still wanders outside a bit). She's going to be fine, but we were frelling scared this morning. She was just incredibly, disturbingly ill, and we rushed her to the vet, where they did all sorts of blood work and then observed her until about 5:00 this evening. She's home now, and she's doing all right, though she's still not eating a lot, and is very subdued. There's been someone in this neighbourhood for years who occasionally poisons cats, and nobody's been able to figure out who. I feel a serious urge to go vigilante on his/her ass. I would wear my leather jacket, and attractive-yet-androgynous make-up, and it would be bad-ass.
Anyway, on to less disturbing topics... I did manage to get a job, which is very helpful financially, and it's a job that I don't mind doing, so that's a bonus too. I have also managed to get housing in Halifax (did I already mention that?). Anyway, I will have two roommates, who hopefully will be sane, or at least insane in ways that are compatible with my own insanity.
My house is currently in slings, as the backyard has been dug up (primarily by me, as my Mum wants to turn it into a garden), the basement is in the middle of being renovated, and the upstairs (where my bedroom is) must be entirely cleared of everything, including furniture, so that people can come and sand the floors. It is insane. I am sitting in the study surrounded by all of my worldly goods, instead of just my laptop and possibly a cat.
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| Back! |
[30 May 2007|01:25pm] |
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Right - sorry, for the disappearance. I've had a seriously nasty flu. Much better now, fortunately. I will indeed be posting more fic soon, but first I have to do my convocation thingy tomorrow (really sickeningly early in the morning, actually, and I have to show up because I'm giving the invocation right at the beginning of the ceremony. *Headdesk*). But hey, if anybody wants to watch that (and I wouldn't recommend watching more than the first ten minutes or so, because it is going to drag like you wouldn't believe), it'll be broadcasted live from here at 9:30am my time (I think that's 3:30pm for the Brits, and 12:30pm on the East coast). The invocation will be rather hilarious - I'd like to disavow all connection to it right now. I didn't write it, and it is quite possibly the most pretentious thing I will ever read out loud. ;p Anyway, I'd better run, as I have a reception-thingy to attend. I really, really hope there will be chairs.
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| I'm off to see the wizard! |
[20 May 2007|04:33pm] |
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The wonderful Wizard of... Calgary. Right. Well, that was an odd moment. Anyway, I'm going to Calgary for the next couple of days for my friend Jessie's bridal shower - it should be quite fun. :) I'm going to attempt to do some ficcing in my notebook while I'm there (probably porn, as that is what the loudest plot bunny in my head is calling for). I will have to be sneaky about it, as none of the people I'm travelling with get the whole fanfic thing - mwahahahah, stealth!pr0n. XD But yes, that is what's going on with me right now.
Oh man, have I ever had some technical difficulties getting ready to go. I knew I was going to be travelling today, so I took a shower and did my hair in such a way that it would be okay for a roadtrip (i.e., it wouldn't look like it was actively trying to eat my head) yesterday, and today I decided that since we weren't leaving until evening, I would wax my legs this morning. AAAAAAH, MISTAKE! I don't know how the hell I did it, but I actually managed to get wax in my hair. I cannot express to you the sort of panic I felt. My hair is fucking long. Fortunately, about three minutes into my flailing panic attack, I remembered that this particular wax was waterproof, and was thus able to just wash it out of my hair (and it only took half a bottle of shampoo! :\), and managed to calm it into something resembling order in record time.
The only problem now is that I can't find my suitcase (and thus should probably get the fuck off my blog and search for it). Farewell: I shall return Tuesday-ish!
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| Excuses, Excuses |
[18 May 2007|07:40pm] |
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Right - here's my second bit of Heroes fic. It's also crack, which probably tells you something about my state of mind. ;p
Title: Excuses, Excuses
Author: Goldie_Girl
Rating: PG-13 (again, probably closer to a PG)
Characters: Mohinder/Sylar
Warnings: Crack. Unremitting crack. Yes, I’d have to call this thing truly bizarre; I swear, one of these days I’ll actually write some hot porn, but at the moment all my plot bunnies are the kind that wear strange hats and giggle menacingly when you glance at them.
Summary: Sylar wants Mohinder (and not just for his brain!) Mohinder wants Sylar, but is having trouble getting past the whole serial-killer thing.
Author’s Notes: This is the second bit of Heroes fic I’ve written (the other piece was also crack). I intended to write this a couple of weeks ago, but was interrupted by the necessity of defending my honours thesis, so I didn’t get a chance to work this out until now. As such, it’s probably mildly AU in terms of continuity (but then it’s crack, so continuity really isn’t a major concern). Comments make me happier than a happy thing in happy land.
( Bizarre fic to be found under the cut )
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[17 May 2007|08:24pm] |
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Hey! I'm back! I've written some Heroes fic, but I'm still in the re-reading, re-writing phase. With any luck I'll post it tomorrow. I turned 24 last Wednesday. I am now in my mid-twenties. Oddness! I didn't get the Gold Medal (came second *Grumble, grumble*), but I'm giving the invocation at convocation (which is pleasantly god-free, thus eliminating any need for re-writes, making my life significantly easier. :) ). But anyway, rambling aside... Okay, I don't have much to do but ramble. I will post that Heroes fic soon, too.
Oh! Right! Brainwave: everyone on the planet has to see "Hot Fuzz". It is quite possibly the funniest movie I've seen in years. My opinion of it may have been artificially inflated by the fact that when I saw it I was still slightly out of it from my thesis completion and hadn't seen a film since probably around January, but even with all that, I'm pretty sure it was still awesome.
Also, random minor picspam, because why not.
( One picture of me and a few people at my birthday, and one of Kubla Khan, as he is adorable )
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| Estoy Terminada |
[07 May 2007|05:14pm] |
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Right; I'm done. I defended my thesis, and I got my mark, and I'm completely finished; all that's left is the graduation ceremony on the 31st. It's weird. A bit anti-climactic. I'm actually feeling rather melancholy about it, though that's at least in part because my sweet little dog, Meggy, died the Friday before last. We picked up her ashes today, and I'm really going to miss that silly pup. So, all in all, a strange few weeks, with a series of events apparently conspiring to remind me that I'm supposed to pretend to be a grown-up now. Screw that. I'm going to write silly Heroes fic instead.
( Picture of my pup under the cut )
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| So almost done! |
[24 Apr 2007|05:41pm] |
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Nearly there! One more exam and the defense of my thesis. I shall return!
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| Still working, quick update |
[14 Apr 2007|03:54pm] |
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If anybody gets some weird spam-y e-mail purporting to be from me regarding a site called "Tagged", ignore it - I have no idea what the hell's going on, but I'm trying to fix it. Now, back to my regularly scheduled panic attack.
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| Heroes fic! |
[24 Mar 2007|05:33pm] |
Did I not warn you in my last post? I did! I am a woman of my word/warning! Here thar be crack.
Title: Protecting the Poodle
Author: Goldie_Girl
Rating: PG-13 (probably closer to a PG, but what the heck)
Characters: Peter/Claude, Sylar
Warnings: Crack, character death, and more cheese than anyone really needs in their fic-diet.
Summary: Claude is not happy about Peter’s new hair-cut, and Sylar has a bad day.
Author’s Notes: Inspired by a conversation with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) sesemperamabo. First thing I’ve written in a while, and it’ll probably be a while before I have a chance to write anything again (unless I get seriously, direly procrastinatory with my honours thesis – aaargh). Special mention to Arthur C. Clarke’s comments on very advanced technology.
( Follow me to the fic! )
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| Work and work and never shirk... |
[20 Mar 2007|08:17pm] |
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Except I shirk quite a bit, really. Oh, sweet procrastination; where would I be without you? Halfway done an honours thesis, that's where. No worries. I've actually been working on it quite a bit lately. I shall do it! I shall! Another paper due this Friday, but it's on a topic that pisses me off so badly that I don't expect to have too much trouble finishing it. Oy.
I am currently so obsessed with Heroes - seriously, it's actually embarrassing how much I love that show. It's completely slashtacular, and again with the hotness quotient! Mohinder is bizarrely sexy. So, I recommend it, and if I ever get a chance to actually write fic again, will entirely be turning out some Heroes stuff. Need. New. Episode! Damn you, hiatus!
Okay; having made an incredibly short, crappy entry, I must rush off, yet again, to the land of paper-writing! Oops - before I go, I should mention that I've got my official acceptance from Dal, and now am just waiting to hear more stuff re: scholarships. Wheee! And also AAAAAAAH! Fear and excitement, and seriously when did they start giving Master's degrees to people like me? Aren't they for grown-ups?
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| Readings Week! |
[20 Feb 2007|03:57pm] |
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Haha, Readings Week! At last! I finally have time to actually post in my journal, catch up on my readings, and do a decent amount of work on my thesis (which I have actually started now, amazingly enough). Naturally, with all this free time, I immediately caught the plague, and spent the past four days languishing on my couch (though I did manage to get to class on Friday - in hindsight that wasn't the best idea, as it turned a rather nasty cold into a full-blown fever-dreaming-muscle-spasming-lung-hacking nightmare). However, I am now almost completely better - my nose is very nearly not stuffed up, I've been sitting up for several hours without experience pain or unconsciousness, and I almost-sort-of-nearly sound like a person when I talk instead of a duck. Triumph! Now I just have to convince myself to actually get some work done this week. Death to procrastination! Well, that's not entirely fair; a mildly sprained ankle to procrastination, so that I may combine my usual healthy procrastination-style with some effective school-working! Not quite as catchy, is it?
In other news, Shelagh Rogers read my letter on the radio this morning - yesterday her guest was slagging on the dress she wore at the East Coast Music Awards, and I wrote in to say he was a dick, though not in so many words (because seriously, that was just like kicking a puppy - a friendly, Maritime puppy who had just offered you tea!) And today it was on the radio! My 93-year-old Grampy was very excited, and immediately called long-distance to tell me about it. I'm Canada-Famous!
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| Grading and tests and sociology, oh my! |
[15 Dec 2006|12:50pm] |
Yup, I'm in the thick of it. I finished my bloody sociology a day early (yesterday), just so that I could get that crap over with. Part of the assignment, to my great and vengeful glee, was to comment on the group assignment. It was pleasant - I told him almost exactly what I thought of it (telling him exactly what I thought of it would have involved more swearing than seemed prudent). But at any rate, the class is done, and in all likelihood I'll get my A - most of what I got out of that class was that I think sociology is complete crap, unless it's being taught by Claudia (but I think she leans more to empirical sociology, anyway - the theories we studied in this class were jst so bloody pointless. Seriously - I spent the entire class just staring at this crap and saying to myself, "But what the hell does it predict? What good does it do?"). Anyway - /Rant.
I'm in the middle of my marking now, and I hope to finish it by Tuesday (well, I should definitely be finished by Tuesday, because that's the day Trudy's going up to Calgary, and she'll need them to record the grades). No worries - I'll mark 20 today, then 13 tomorrow if I can, and then the remaining 10 on Sunday (unless that plan fails, in which case I'll do the significantly less virtuous, but much more realistic 10-10-10-13). And then I can prepare for my Spanish on Wednesday! I've started weirding out telemarketers by answering the phone in Spanish (unfortunately also weirded out the Sears guy who was coming to fix our washer, but he's very nice and didn't really mind - besides, I assumed he was a telemarketer when he referred to my Mum as "Linda" and my Dad as "Byron" o.O). Right, I need to get back to my marking (also to preparations for the Solstice party on Saturday - this is one of the reasons the plan to mark 13 tomorrow might be problematic... No worries!). Okay, back to the marking!
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| WHEEEE! |
[06 Dec 2006|11:18pm] |
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I'm pissed. Enough so thatn I'm not really looking at the scfreen as I type. I went to a wine-tasting - there was a strange plastic surgeon man who thought that I was Spanish. Which is understandable as by that point in the evening I was randomly babblihng in Spanish. Anywya. mMM. Wine. Yes, very good wines. I tried all of them. Except possibly three. There were none of the spitty-buckets they usually hvae at wine tastings. I just ate a peanut butter roll. It was quite nice. Kent gave us a ride home. He said there was no alcohol in the car, because he didn't know we had all bought some. At the police checkpoint, that is. I wa slike "these are not the booze you're looking for..." Except I didn't say that out loud, because then the ywould have searched us. Instead, I tried to sit up very, very straight, and look very, very serious. They believed me. Except it didn't matter anyway because Kent hadn't had any alcohol anyway. But anyway. It was very important that I not seem so incredibly pissed. Man the livejournal holiday layout is pretty. I like the rainbow-y thingy. I think I'll go sleep now. Good night!
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| Too cold! |
[28 Nov 2006|01:05pm] |
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Holy crap! There is currently a wind chill of negative forty here. Negative forty. That is in no way civilized - temperatures like this shouldn't be allowed. I have decided that there is no way in hell I'm going outside today. Seriously, I don't care if my house catches fire, I'm not leaving (in fact, if my house catches fire I might be able to get warmed up). This is bloody ridiculous - even my dog doesn't want to go outside. O.o
In other news, I finished all my bloody marking yesterday. They all did pretty well actually, but not so well that there wasn't some unintentional hilarity, which I will share with you now:
1. "Even though in this world of ours there is an abundance of different deities, none of them hold presidents over another"
2. "Demea cannot handle these so-called blasphemous statements stated by Philo, and has to leave the room to relieve himself."
3. "And for anyone who has not studied electricity under a microscope to the point that they could actually see "electricity" itself, which is a large portion of the entire world, has no concrete and infallible reason to believe in electricity.
4. "Skepticism may exist as a principal..."
I think my personal favourite is number two, just for the mental image of Demea shitting himself over Philo's blasphemy. XD
Right, that's all for now - I'm going to go find some lunch and put on another sweater.
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