Yes, I have returned from a week of sunniness, swimming and watching of tiny satellite tvs (Lie to Me does not work well on tiny TVs, btw). It was a very good week, apart from Wednesday, when the cottage attempted to kill me.

( How I narrowly escaped with my life...* )

Now I'm home and I've been on my computer and I'm going to have a bath in my bathtub and sleep in my bed and it will be awesome.

*this may be an exaggeration.

Today was my birthday party! My actual birthday was last Tuesday, but I still wasn't feeling very hot, so we decided to postpone it until today in hopes of giving me more of a chance to recover. We think we've figured out the cause of the headaches (a new medication I was on that had side effects no one bothered to tell me about) and I've stopped taking it and it seems to have helped. But now I'm exhausted.

Anyway, today was party day. Adam and Amalie came over and there was spaghetti and pumpkin cheescake (seperately, not a spaghetti and pumpkin cheesecake). They were both delicious. I got phat loots - a gorgeous, huge jewelry box, lots of books I wanted, thingimies for my embroidery floss and a blinged out new journal with blinged out pens. Adam and Ama gave me Merlin Series 1 and Avatar on DVD. Plus bubbles and the most inadvertently hilarious card I have ever seen.

I hadn't seen Avatar yet (my eyes don't do 3d and no one would go with me to the 2D). We watched that tonight. Thoughts under the cut.

( Avatar thoughts. )

PBS is doing its summer drive, so Mum and I caught Masterpiece Classic tonight after Adam and Ama left, which was David Copperfield with wee Daniel Radcliffe in it. Part one is excellent and I'm looking forward to part two next week.

Great day, great gifts and great food. Hope that bodes well for my 24th year.

The Quebecoise channel was the only one showing the figure skating earlier. There is nothing funnier than hearing a Quebecois commentator saying 'Smack my Bitch'. That is all.

P.S It was a skater's music choice.

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On Christmas Eve, formerly, we did French-Canadian Christmas. Which is basically réveillon without the church going part. We get together and eat tourtière, sometimes with a bûche de Noël for dessert. Our bûches aren't so sophisticated - we make ours out of chocolate wafer cookies sandwiched in a big long line with whipped cream between them. Then you cover it with whipped cream and put it in the fridge and the wafers get all soft and cake-like. Then you cut it at an angle and it looks like stripes. When we were little, we were allowed to open one present on Christmas Eve, usually something relevent to activities (one year I got a dress to wear to the party we were going to, another year I got Pictionary to play after dinner). Now that we're older, we are more calm about it and can contain ourselves until Christmas morning.

The past few years, though, since Adam and Amalie usually go to visit her family on Christmas day, we've been having our English Canadian Christmas on Christmas Eve and our French-Canadian Christmas on Christmas day.

So tonight, Adam, Ama and possible her brother George are coming for English dinner. Then tomorrow Adam and Ama will come in the morning for stockings and presents and then head out to visit Ama's family in the Torontoish area.

Gentle readers, I warn you:

Do not watch Up when you are in a hormonal state. I am currently attempting to rehydrate myself. Good Lord.

- Tay

From joonscribble: what TeeVees I'm watching this fall.

( Shows. )

I just literally spent two and half hours combing/brushing/coercing a knot out of my hair. Two and a half hours. Literally. And there is a still a large portion of it left untangled because I cannot reach it. This is a warning to all those people out there who say 'Oh, you're so lucky, I want curly hair.' NO YOU DON'T. You do not want curly hair.

Friends don't let friends want curly hair.

My brother identified the problem with my computer as being motherboard related and my dad went to buy me a new one today, only to find that my computer is so old, it's obsolete. They don't make parts for it anymore. So, I'm getting a new computer. Which is, in the long run, awesome and probably much needed. He's going to get it tomorrow.

A moment of silence for Shelby, the computer which kept me sane during all those years I was sick and house-ridden. I love you.

In other news, it's Canadian Thanksgiving on Monday. There will be sugar-free pun'kin pie. And dinner rolls. Also, I'm going to a baby shower for my friend tomorrow, which will be fun. I've never been to a baby shower before. And finally, I had my second ASL class last night and I am enjoying it supermuch. Also, Zip sent me Spaced, so Ama and I watched Series 1 today. There will be iconage. When the new computer arrives.

So, all in all, things aren't that bad. Hope everyone else is doing well!

I am typing this from my parents' computer because mine will not turn on. At all. And, it being nearly 11:00pm, we can't call my brother the computer guru to come fix it. I'm not too worried about file loss, since a quick Google suggests it's rarely a hard drive problem. Unless it got fried during the power outage we had this afternoon. cleolinda has just gone through a huge fiasco under similar circumstances, so I am a bit worried about my poor computer. It's mostly just annoying. I will not be able to get the WOW Brewfest achievement, since I won't have enough tokens. Plus, I have to post an icon challenge tomorrow and all my coding is on the computer I can't access.

This is not a pleasant way to start the week.

Fingers crossed, people!

Poor Shilling. I forgot to take him for a walk yesterday, and I was going to take him for a walk a few minutes ago. He's so cute when you put his leash on:

"Oh,arewegoingforawalk?Canwegonow?Doyouneedhelpgettingready?MaybeIcouldgoaheadofyouandyoucouldcatchup?OrIcouldjustgoandtakemyself,youdon'tneedtocomeatall!"

So, I put the leash on and go to find some walking shoes. In the time it takes me to go down the hall and back, it starts to rain. I think, 'well, it's not that bad, I could just take an umb-' and it starts to pour.

I apologize to Shill and take his leash off. He's like:

"Oh,areyoutakingmyleashoff?Dadusuallykeepsiton,butIguessthat'sokay!Canwegonow?Doyouneedhelpgettingready?MaybeIcouldgoaheadofyouandyoucouldcatchup?OrIcouldjustgoandtakemyself,youdon'tneedtocomeatall!"

I take my shoes off and he's still dancing around. I go the basement and he's all:

"Oh,areyougoingtothebasement?Isthereanalternateexitdownthere?Canwegonow?Doyouneedhelpgettingready?MaybeIcouldgoaheadofyouandyoucouldcatchup?OrIcouldjustgoandtakemyself,youdon'tneedtocomeatall!"

So, now I'm at the computer, typing this tale and Shilling has come downstairs and trotted up to me.

"This is a weird place for a walk, why are you sitting down, can we go now? No? We aren't going are we?"

Poor Shilling.

Don't forget to come play at bringthehappy! There's lots of fun to be had. Here's what I've written so far (for my own organizational purposes):

Coffee Table Science (Eleventh Hour, G, Rachel/Jacob 'experiment' prompt)
Study Break (Star Trek (reboot), PG, Spock/Uhura 'jelly beans' prompt)
Good Different (Doctor Who/Torchwood, G, Ianto & Rose 'jam' prompt)
Expectant (Star Trek (reboot), G, Kirk 'acting like a real captain' prompt)
Distractions (Firefly (pre-Serenity pilot), G, Kaylee & Wash 'puzzle' prompt)
Untitled (Iron Man, G, Pepper 'vacation' prompt, Drabble Tree drabble)
Untitled (Stargate SG-1, G, Major Davis 'promotion' prompt, Drabble Tree drabble)

First off, anyone else not getting comment notifications?

Second: Meme!

Taken from featherjean (who is blogathoning today, you should check her out if you're interested in sponsoring her):

( Writing Five. )

First off:



Happy Fest is on!

Hundreds of prompts in over a hundred fandoms have been suggested and all you need do is chose one and write a happy fic with it. You can also comment on other's stories and tell them why it made you happy. Come join us,we have cake it's fun! Click on the banner to go to the posting post.

Second:

( Torchwood Day Three spoilery spoils )

Just woke up from a WOW/Jessica's Cupcake Cafe themed dream/nightmare in which I was being chased by dragons and forced to make them cupcakes while members of my group were picked off one by one. I managed to survive to the end and the dragons left us a nice photo album to commemorate our time/forced enslavement together.

I went to see Angels & Demons with Mum today. We had to decide between that, Wolverine and Star Trek. Mum doesn't dig Star Trek so much and I'd already seen Wolverine, plus we'd watched The Davinci Code on TV last week and Mum doesn't have a great memory for plot details, so she thought we should see it while it was fresh. I had read The Davinci Code, and seen the movie, enjoyed both as not great works of literature/cinema, but entertaining enough. I haven't read Angels & Demons. My brother said it was the worst book he's ever read, so, you know, not highly recommended to me. However! I really enjoyed Angels & Demons. It works much better that Davinci Code, because there is a time limit. It's race against the clock and so it's more suspenseful. Plus the consequences are more dire if they fail. It was slightly too long, I could have done with one or two less plot twists, but I would recommend it if you enjoyed Davinci Code and/or enjoy history and symbology and such. Plus, Ewan MacGregor.

In other news, I've started posting in my dreamwidth journal. At moment there are song translations/rambles about Roméo et Juliette, which is a French musical I'm very fond of. The icon I'm using is from there.

Hope everyone had a good weekend and will have a good week!

One of my questiony posts, requiring information from the Yanks, regarding: hospital/Health Care visits and, uh, macaroni and cheese. I never said they were intelligent questions...

( Questions! )

I love live theatre! Mum and I went to a local production of RENT tonight. It was the School Edition version, so all the cast members had to be under nineteen and the show itself was slightly toned down (less swearing, and no Contact number). This did not diminish the enjoyment at all, since the cast was excellent. The guy playing Roger was great, an awesome singer and a good actor too. Angel was hysterical, and considering it was a teenage boy, was really brave in embracing the role. Collins and Mimi could NOT sing. They were wonderful actors and everything, but some notes were painful. I respected the fact that they went for the notes nonetheless though. Joanne had an awesome voice, she sing the solo in Seasons of Love and hit the high note perfectl - twice. Maureen was very good and she had a great voice, too. Benny did a good job of making his character sympathetic and Mark, while not a great singer, carried the show very nicely. There were a few problems with mikes and lighting cues, but it was opening night, so I can forgive that.

There's nothing like live theatre, is there? It makes me glee!

Memes! From featherjean.

Bite-sized biographies: Can you sum yourself up in less than six words?

Should have lived during Regency era or Bohemienne wielding a ferocious word count.

( Me, as a superhero. )

Anyone else catch Castle tonight?

You're in Open Office and you brush your mouse across the 'wizards' option in the File Menu and are rather disappointed to find that there are no actual magical wizards in it.

I need to get out more.

I just want to say: oh Scarlet Pimpernel CD, why have I not listened to you for so long? I ♥ you. You make me smiley.

Also: Canadians never get that excited over getting a new leader. Americans have so much more fun than we do. :p