Sunday, 25 May 2008
Saturday, 24 May 2008
So I went in with high expectation, but knowing that really, I wasn't going to be disappointed, because it's Narnia, and you would have to screw it up pretty bad for me to not like it. And of course, I was right. Okay, so some stuff happened in a different order. That's alright, it's just because they don't have time to show everything, and it's easier this way, and besides, things that work well in books don't always work well in movies, so it makes sense to do it this way. And yeah, they made it so that a few things that the book characters talked about doing actually happened in the movie. Also understandable, because in movies, it's much less interesting for the characters to talk about doing something, rather than actually doing it. I get that. Adding things in is much more acceptable than taking things out (*sob* Tom Bombadil). Everything was still very much in the spirit of the books. But then, the unthinkable happened. They added a LOVE STORY. No, no, no, no, no. You don't do that. No. NOT in the spirit of the books. At all. I was upset. But still, it didn't ruin the whole movie, or anything like that. It was really only brought in toward the end, and wasn't made a central issue or anything. It was just a minor complaint. Everything else was wonderful.
Okay, that's that. In other news... going to a burning party tonight. It should be good. I just hope the weather stays nice until then. But it's supposed to rain. How does it rain three Saturdays in a row? How is it that, without fail, we manage to plan everything for rainy days? Even when it's planned weeks in advance? *sigh* (Okay, just went to let the dog in, and as it turns out, it's already sprinkling). Oh well, I guess another Saturday of playing board games isn't such a bad thing. I was just looking forward to the good old days of burning and fireworks.
Thursday, 22 May 2008
- Remember to put in negative signs when necessary.
- Use the correct command keys in the programs. Using 'Inquire' will not actuallly allow you to 'Change' anything.
- Make sure the chair is adjusted properly so that your feet touch the floor. Your back will thank you later.
- Say goodbye to your eyesight. Oh man, lots of numbers in tiny font. Gross.
Not a bad first day. People were nice. I was relieved. Apparently, not knowing anything about accounting or logisitics actually doesn't affect your ability to do accounting and logistics, as long as you're smart enough to match up numbers, and put numbers in the appropriate, clearly labeled boxes. I think I'll survive the summer. (Okay, at $12.00/hr., I could survive quite a lot, but shhh).
Friday, 16 May 2008
I finally got a job offer today! Wooo. Working as a "Student Accounting Clerk" at the local High Liner Foods fish plant. Which is terrifying, because it's working in Accounting and Logistics, and my experience with either of those is exactly zero. But they assured me at the interview that they didn't expect anyone to be able to do all this stuff, and that there would be training. So I guess I'll be okay. Anyway, learning new stuff should be interesting, even if it will probably be rather stressful at first. Also, it pays well, like, several dollars an hour more than I ever expected to get from somewhere around here. And the hours are good, and it's conveniently located so that I can carpool with mom almost every day. It's kind of funny, actually, because when we were brainstorming places that I could apply to, my parents suggested the fish plant, but said "you probably won't hear anything from them, because they usually only hire students if they have family that work there, but it can't hurt to put a resume in." Evidently, it didn't.
A couple of days ago I read Stardust by Neil Gaiman. The first time in a very long time that I read a non-FYP book all in one sitting. It was very, very good. Exactly the kind of story that I'm a sucker for. So now, of course, I have to add "everything Neil Gaiman has ever written" to my already extensive list of things to read. I also noticed the other day that my mom has several books out from the library that I really want to read (The Kite Runner, A Thousand Splendid Suns, and Memoirs of a Geisha). So I'll have to scam some of those over the next couple of days. At the moment, I'm reading Tales from the Dark Tower, although I haven't touched it in two days, and I'm not sure I'm going to. I picked it up at the library because by all appearances, it claimed to be a collection of horror/fantasy short stories. So I read the first one. Which was a vampire story. I'm not really into vampires, unless they're of the Anne Rice variety, so I was less than impressed. Especially because it was also terribly written and completely uninteresting and disbelievable (Yeah, yeah, vampires are disbelievable, but I mean, there was the bit where the man and woman fell madly in love and wanted to be together forever after knowing each other for a few hours. And the bit where they had sex, even though he was recovering from terrible wounds and he wasn't even allowed to stand up in case he made them worse. And, again, with these wounds, the next morning he puts on his armour and rides off to the 'Dark Tower' to fight whatever evil forces happen to be lurking there. Yup, totally believable.). Anyway. I thought the next one might be better, so I started reading. And realized, that by "collection of short stories" it really meant "a book where the chapters are written by different people." I keep telling myself that it will get better, but I haven't convinced myself to start reading again. I might quit and read some of those interesting-sounding books mentioned above. Which goes to show how bad it is, because the last time I gave up on a book was in grade three (It was something about a girl, and her mother died, and there was a chair that her mother always sat in. I read the first chapter and decided that it was too depressing).
Yesterday I watched The Blair Witch Project. Because I remember how much I wanted to see it when I was in, like, grade seven, so I decided that yesterday was going to be the day that I finally saw it. Yup, that was a total waste of time. It was mostly a movie about three kids who got lost in the woods and yelled at each other a bunch. I'm pretty sure the scariest scene was the one where the girl was just shrieking "Fuck you" at one of the guys over and over again. All-in-all, pretty lame. It did remind me, though, that I've never actually seen a really good horror movie. I somehow find the idea of being absolutely terrified very exciting. It's probably one of those silly things that comes with being human and belonging to our society. So I've decided that just once, I would like to see a movie that actually scares me. This is the part where, if I had anything resembling a readership, I would ask for suggestions, but instead, I'll go ask the internet. I'm sure google will have an answer for me.
I spent a few hours last night and this morning reading Wikipedia articles. Because I totally have a life, really. Anyway. I realized they had a "Famous Animals" category. And after reading a bunch of those, I discovered the "Carnivorous Cryptids" category, so of course I just had to read all of those. And eventually, I got to the "Sideshow Performers" category, and read all of those too. And that's not counting the occassional sidetrack. So, umm... I've never told anyone this, but my life dream is to be a 19th century circus director. Yes, I realize how unattainable that is (Seriously, though, if I get my hands on a time machine, you'd better look out...). I don't know, I've just always been fascinated by the idea of circuses and carnivals and things... and yeah, I mean sure, the lion tamers and the trapezists and the sword swallors and what-have-you are pretty impressive, but really? The really neat part would be the sideshows, with the freaks and mysterious animals and objects, even those ones were generally hoaxes. I mean, if you didn't know that, it would be TOTALLY cool! I would love to be able to bring all of this fascination and mystery to people... (And yes, I realize how completely politically incorrect it is for me to say that I want to be a circus director and put disabled people on display as freaks. It's not like I would do it now, just, you know, in the 19th century, that was actually a pretty good option for them). But at any rate, I don't think that's going to happen. Which means I need a new life dream. Maybe I should write biographies of circus freaks, or something.
I just finished compiling a playlist of summery music. Oh my gosh, it is massive. Like, in the area of 150 songs. I suspect that will go down in time though, as I decide that I'm sick of hearing this song, and that one isn't actually all that summery, or whatever. I was surprised by how big it was, I just wanted a playlist that felt appropriate for the time of year (do other people have 'summer' music and 'winter' music? Or am I just weird? ...I bet google doesn't have an answer for that one), and when I started putting things on it, all of a sudden everything reminded me of summer. Very strange. Anyway. For those who care, 'summer music,' for me, apparently consists of such artists as:
Fall Out Boy
Five Iron Frenzy
Joel Plaskett Emergency
Less Than Jake*
Panic! at the Disco*
Reel Big Fish*
Seals and Croft
Shiny Toy Guns
Tegan and Sara
*These artists contribute 5 or (sometimes significantly) more songs to the list.
Friday, 9 May 2008
Thursday, 8 May 2008
- Trying to find a job. I need one. I need the money, and I need to get out of this house. I've had two interviews in the past week, both of which I'm supposed to hear back about by tomorrow. One of them is working in the Veteran's Affairs office, part answering phones and part doing admin work. I think it would be interesting, it pays pretty well, government jobs look really good on resumes, and I would get to move back to the city and spend the summer with my friends there. The other is at a local museum, which would also be interesting, pays less well (but I would only have to pay for insurance and gas, instead of rent and food, so things even out), looks slightly less good on resumes, and I would have to stay with my parents for the summer, but get to spend time with my friends here. Anyway, nothing matters until I find out if I even got either of them. And if not, then I have another interview next week...
- Parents. Ugh. Dad was being grouchy with me because he thought I was being grouchy with him, even though I wasn't, and mom was trying to convince him that I wasn't while trying to get me to be more cheerful so that he'd believe her, and they're both worried that I hate living with them because I'm always bored and they don't have time to do stuff with me, and I just want them to stop worrying about it. Sigh. Everything will be better as soon as I get a job.
- Friends. I haven't seen anyone in the two weeks that I've been home. The only time they planned to get together and do things was the day I was in the city for a job interview. There are plans for the weekend now, but my parents have yet to confirm with me that I'm going to be able to get there, plus there was a huge misuderstanding with making the plans, so now people are upset with each other over completely stupid and pointless things, and they're also bringing up stupid drama from months ago. Not to mention, that LH is moving to FUCKING ONTARIO for the summer, and she's leaving in TWO DAYS and I haven't seen her yet and I'm almost definitely not going to see her before she leaves. And then there's the people who I just haven't talked to in ages, and really want back in my life. And I miss my King's people, but that's okay, because I know I'll be seeing them in a few months, and I knew and expected and am perfectly alright with that.
- I feel like I'm wasting my time - I'm so bored, but I just don't have the ambition to do anything. What I've been doing lately - watching Heroes (which, btw, is excellent. I'm halfway through season 2, and still enjoying it, despite eeryone else in the world saying second season was awful. whatever.), playing Harvest Moon, and reading the Grimm's Fairy Tales.
- But, on the other hand, I found something encouraging today. Once upon a time, someone begged me to write a novel with them, taking turns to each write a chapter. I agreed, and won th ecoin flip for first chapter. He pressured me constantly to hurry up and finish it so he could have his turn. I got it done within a few weeks, but he flaked out on me and said he just couldn't work with my writing style. So that chapter sat on my harddrive for over a year, neglected and forgotten, poor thing. I found it this afternoon, and, if I do say so myself, it's not a bad beginning, and I feel the need to finish it. I was considering saving it for November, but I'm not sure, maybe I'll start working on it now. I don't know. Also, I want to write a play. Just a short one. For next year's Fringe Fest. I should be able to handle that, in the next 7 or 8 months, I would think.
- I accidentally went shopping the other day. It was totally weird. I bought clothes, without being pressured into it. I bought a DRESS. And TIGHTS. PURPLE tights. I don't know what's happening to me. I think I might be turning into a girl, or something. It's sort of terrifying.
It might still be bullet points, but hey, at least it's a real post. More frequent updates from now on, promise promise promise.