History Television might be nothing by WWII weapon shows and random movies now, but every now and then they get it right. I'm watching the Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford right now, and my God, is it a beautiful movie. It's kind of like what would happen if Sofia Coppola's Marie Anoinette had a baby with a Ken Burn's documentary about the old west. There's more to it than the Coppola movie, but it's just as beautiful. The colours are just so... muted, but rich. it's kind of depressing just looking at it. But I imagine that's what they were going for.




( Two More )

I mean, c'mon, look at that!

Ughh... I'm attempting to read the second half of the first Book of the Fearie Queen. It's actually not that bad, it's just really slow going. My life, Oh, my life! But I'm determined to keep my Renaissance mark up, so it's work work work for me!

In other news, I got bored this morning, and in the usual course of things, something weird found me. I started looking at death masks on this one websites (don't ask me why...). They're all pretty creepy, but this one was... it just took the cake.

( Cut in Case Anybody Doesn't Want to See...and It's Pretty Big )

Why doesn't he have eyes? Was it some unfortunate inevitability from the assasination (it's Abe Lincoln, by the way, if you couldn't tell)? Anyway, I thought it was really creepy, but there are some cool ones, I guess. John Keats' made me sad...

Am I allowed to enjoy his music, not being a Christian?

Sure, I can't appreciate the message behind the songs as much as, say, Bible-College going, possible Minister becoming friend Brock, but they're pretty songs.

(is it weird that a non-christian listens to and enjoys something that's a step down from worship music?)

I haven't been listening to enough music lately, it's always audio books. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but I do miss music. I need to find new stuff to listen to...


I did/am doing Hourly Comic Day, or whatever it's called. I'll try to get the scanner working and see if I can post them. If not I can always take pictures... I guess...

p.s. Renaissance Lit reading response, please write yourself

p.p.s. Looking forward to tea, talks and Big Bang Theory with said friend Brock tonight.

I'm getting better at becoming an all around blogger (is that what this is? a blog? I've been around here for almost five years-if you can believe that-and I haven't decided yet), but I still don't put up many pictures.

SO, here ye be, if ye care: a photographic expose into what I've been up to this month so far (well... this being the last day of it...)

( Voila! )

Instead of doing the crapload of reading I'd intended to today, my afternoon (and evening)was just full of strange movies. I watched half of the Wiz with my sister, but she thought it was too weird. I loved it! And, can I say, that laughing that 'the Wiz' does made me think that he might have been Bill Cosby? I love that man. But it was Richard Pryor. So, as you can imagine, Dorothy's quest wasn't to go get all the Jell-o at the grocery store.



Seriously, though? I've had 'Ease on Down the Road' stuck in my head since the afternoon.

( Cut for Length. LOTS more trailers )

Hopefully I will:
-read at least half of the Fearie Queen
-work out
-finish my french homework

and MAYBE start my reading response for next week (which is why I want to read the Fearie Queen).

On a completey unrelated note, I know that some of you out there on the F!list are manga readers and/or anime watchers. I just finished Azu manga Diaoh (very, very weird), and I was wondering if y'all had any recommendations?

Just because...

My face has been wiped by wind all day,and I've got big red spolotches all ofer my face as a result (lovely, lovely Canadian winters). Mall Day has just concluded, so I now intend to go into my bedroom, curl up in a ball, and watch some of the old movies in the collection Mum bought.

I should work out at some point, I DID have Chinese food for dinner... But I'm just too tired. Tomorrow. I will tomorrow.

I'm skipping children's lit. There was no point in going, I didn't read the book, and have already sat through the seminar for it. This way I got to sleep in AND not get bored out of my skull! Yay!

I should probably go forrage for food or something before I leave for French (can I complain about how we actually have to do stuff this semester in my french lab? Last semester we just sat quietly, awkwardly trying to understand the TA while he spoke french much too quickly for a 100 class. Now we have to make a movie. What is this crap?)...

OKAY! As of right now, I have...
slept in
got up
worked out
ate

And I need to...
read
get my shit together for school
actually get my ass out the door

I always feel bad for sleeping in on Tuesdays... it feels like I'm wasting the day if I get up around ten (which I usually end up doing anyway), since I have to be out the door at three, and there's always so much to do.

HOWEVER, I did do an awful lot yesterday during my four hour break between classes. I finished Superfreakonomics so I can give it back to Kate this afternoon, finished my french homework, and read the entirety of the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe for Children's Lit next week (is anyone else surprised when they go back to read it as a not-child just how much Peter sounds like a dandy of some sort? I know 'dandy' isn't quite the right word but 'I say!', 'jolly good', and such? C'mooooon!). I'm going in there tonight bluffing my ass off, but this is hardly a new thing.

I borrowed Alex's DvD set from 'Azu Manga Diaoh' (did I spell that right?). Its pretty funny at some points (the like... pedophillic teacher who never shuts his mouth is my favourite character in the whole thing), but mostlyit just makes me feel meloncholic. I don't know if that's what they were going for, but it's sure how I'm reacting to it. I finished the thrid disc last night and have two more to go, so we'll see if I lighten up.

I would very much like to go back to bed. It's not so much that I'm tired... I just don't want to go to class today. Not right now.

I think I see the lemon balm I planted in July creeping through the rock wall we have in the back garden. Methinks I'll go investigate.

trying to figure out how to write a reply to my children's lit Prof./Seminar Leader. He wrote me an email asking about my seminar participation, and I'm not quite sure what to make of it quite yet, nor am I sure how to respond.

( Lirez-vous Mon Courrier? )

So it's nothing insulting or objectional, in fact he's trying to be friendly an helpful. But this is the man who refuses to allow us to put up our hands during discussion, and grades us on our participation on a weekly basis, which only results in an enviornment where everyone is cut-throat about getting their two cents in so they can get their mark for the week (and trust me, it adds up. I'm sitting at about a 40% or something right now in this seminar because I'll wait for someone to be finished their point before I'll try to talk... but someone will talk over me). Anyway, I was talking about the ending to Anne of Green Gables (hell yes that's what I'm paying $6000 a year to be reading in my second year of university... in a third year course) and playing the "Angry Feminist" card. But people started talking after I'd said something, and when the seminar leader would prod me for more umm... discussion? I'd be trying to formulate a coherent thought to express... but then somebody else would jump in.

So how do I say all of this in a letter that's going to be sent to the guy who's pretty much responsible for my entire grade in this class (he marks papers, exams, seminar participation...), without using the words 'god damn', 'douche', 'jackass', or 'fucking hell'?

These are the questions which keep me up at night...

EDIT: ( the Nymph's Reply )

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100119/ap_on_en_ot/us_poe_mystery_visitor

Nooooooooo! I was actually going to go to one of these when I had the time (2013 was looking the best... Which is a while off yet... But I might've made a road trip out of it and everything). Kay, Toaster, whoever you are, you'd better just be sick, or maybe you've had an accident or a family crisis or something. I hope it's nothing serious like that, but you'd better come out next year! I want to go watch sometime!!!

...Probably not a good thing to be whining about, given all that's going on (I'm pretty sure Hati and Darfur and Afghanistan and Iraq matter more than half a bottle of congac and some roses), but it's a neat tradition!

It's just one of those nights, I guess. It started out pretty okay, but kind of got pissed on, as it were.

I really do have the most remarkable talent of waking up ten minutes before the bus comes...

My laptop's been sent away for repairs, so I'll be without for a week, but more likely two (they always take longer than they tell you upfront, am I right?). So I've jacked my sister's laptop which is slow and buggy, but hey, it works, right?

Let's just hope I don't have any major papers dumped on me in the next two weeks that I won't be able to work on paper first.

So... I'm watching "Young@Heart", yeah, that documentary about old people who sing rock songs. Without sounding too hokey, it sort of makes me feel a little better about getting older. I don't want to say I have a phobia or anything, because who actually likes the idea of growing old? But hey, if they can (mostly) avoid being crotchety old fogies, why couldn't I? But anyway, it's a very cute movie and I'd recommend it so far.

I can't decide whether or not I like having classes start at four in the afternoon two days in a row or not. I'm sure I'll appreciate it once I have papers and junk to work on. I cooooould be doing some more reading... but I don't really want to. I was good over the holiday, I can wait.

Not looking forward to 9 a.m. class tomorrow. University has spoiled me, and ruined any chance of me ever being an early riser.

My laptop charger died. Again. It's the fifth one I've had since I bought the god damned laptop (which was last September). So, needless to say, I'm pissed. I also have to buy headphones, as the ones I'd been using for my iPod have gone to hell in a handbasket. Everything happens at once, and it happens after I could have asked for them as a gift. Of course.

Adina Balint-Babos, I love you too. The French mark was a mistake. I'm not sure what my French mark is now, so I can't say what my average is now, HOWEVER, I think my French mark is in the 80s, so my overall average might be.

This just goes to show, kids, complain and complain until you get what you want.

I've finished the Tempest, silly Caliban, so that's one more down. I've a few hours to go until the holiday is over, so let's see how much I can get read in that time.

Martin Boyne, James Neufeld, I FUCKING LOVE THE BOTH OF YOU.

As of right now, you are the only reasons I am still in good academic standing/still in the Honours program. I've got a 78 average right now, which is nothing to sniff at... but three classes in the 60s. I'm hoping I'll be able to sort out my french mark (67, Mon Dieu!), which I'm hoping is skewed because of an honest mistake on both my part (for not handing my cahier in on time) and the instructor's (she DID tell me it was okay to hand it in late, I'm hoping she just either forgot she has it, or forgot to put up my mark. Cross your fingers she's not docking marks for me handing the cahier in late). God damn, I've got to... do something this semester.

But I'm making headway in the reading department, which is good, as I wasn't so good for reading last semester. I'm halfway through the Tempest and will probably start Shakespeare's sonnets (and hopefully some of the other poems for Renaissance Lit) sometime today.

To conclude: Martin, James, I love you.

I'm forcing Alex to do a puzzle with me tonight... and maybe we'll make a snowman tomorrow. I'm just bored with sitting around watching t.v. I want to make the most of the time I have left before I go back to getting my ass kicked by school.

Ohh life...

After a whole year or wishing for it to be a lit and denying the event would happen, the deed is done, the finale aired, and I watched it all. Sweet, silly, hypocritical tenth Doctor, you will be missed. And I know I already did this, but I'm trying to remind myself that the show does go on after the change. I loved 9, and was sad to see him go, but look at how wonderful 10 turned out to be! I have high hopes for 11, and the trailer for his first season did nothing by exacerbate them. I mean, c'mon, just look at it!



Mind you, don't think I've not got my eye on you, Steven Moffat. You may be a wonderful writer who thought up some of my favourite New!Who episodes, but if what I've read is true, you're a complete doucher and a misogynist to boot. So I'll be on the look out for anything fishy, got it?

...I'm not exactly sure how that would be threatening in any way, as I'm just one girl from Canada, but it's here all the same!


( I'm Mourning! )