She is amongst the spiffiest of all spiffy people in the world, for many many reasons, as you all are, but in particular for the NEW TOY GLEE ^__________^ I am entirely undeserving of such brilliance, but it's so cool And let's face it, the Gran Torino *is* my favourite character in Starsky and Hutch. ^__________^
And on that note I am going to type up exam notes and squee over the Starsky-and-Hutch-mobile. ^____^
I *have* been doing my essay today, I promise. I just have a limit to how many articles about Nemty's aversion to gold and Isis' magical transforming powers before I need to stop. o_0 And at this point I begin doing ridiculous things. Dogtato. Potatoes. Dogtato-potatoes. And that's about all I can say.
...goodnight. o_0
It's funny what can compensate for a rotten night's sleep but, *NEW MUMMIES GLEE!!* (link to video clip). I don't know whether I'm gleeing more over the fact that they found fifty new mummies or the fact that I correctly identified them as Ptolemaic from one blurry little photo (these are the kinds of morale-boosting things I need to be doing before finals o_0). It all sounds excessively interesting, despite the fact that I wouldn't do Egyptology field work if you paid me. Grubby and full of sand.
Anyway, I will go and get on with my take-home exam, which is *fairly* alright, in that I got a passage from Horus and Seth, and Horus and Seth is one of the most amusing things one can read in hieroglyphs. Although it's not one of the obscene passages, I'm afraid. But it's write-aboutable, so I don't mind.
*stumbles bleary-eyed over to translations*
will leave comments about music until later, I think. Just because I want to obssess over my new cd.
Right, well, stuff that might be worth talking about is invariably not my strong point, but never mind. I haven't done any constructive blogging for a few days, so summary of events-type-thing it is. Things have been a little up and down this week. Having spent two days with a quite unpleasant headache between Friday and Saturday didn't really make things better. I'm pretty sure this is something to do with the new pills, so it's not *too* much of a concern since I know it'll go away.
I was/am a little unhappy about the other effects of the new pills, or possibly the lack thereof. Perhaps I was expecting too much from them, but it wasn't exactly encouraging when I spent most of the end of this week not wanting to dislodge myself from my duvet for no apparent reason. -_- But on consultation with wise sources I was told that depression is apparently something that underlies conditions like OCD so once you start to get the disorder under control, of course it's going to manifest itself. I hope no one minds me being so candid about all this stuff. It's just a lot of the time I feel like I ought to be justifying the way I'm acting to everyone else. I think I can appear quite petulant when I'm unhappy, and I don't want the people who've been trying their best to be kind to think I don't appreciate it. It's just that having all these things going around in my head when I'm trying to be well-adjusted and jolly doesn't always work, and that's when I start being a miserable bore. -_- But anyway, enough self-indulgent whining for one paragraph.
Nice events of this week included visit from paternal parental unit on Friday, which was enjoyable since I took him to the default cafe and had expensive sandwiches. And we were joined by Jane, and later Liz, so that was all the more pleasant.
Saturday was a mixed bag, to say the least. I had to go this college lunch thing with the people who had given me the \a3500 to go to San Antonio last summer. Which in principle sounds like a nice idea, but for the fact that I have horrible social phobia and feelings of utter inadequacy around anyone from college, staff or student. So I wasted what ought to have been a very nice lunch feeling jittery and quite wanting to run out the door back to bed. >_< I'm not good at making civilised/witty conversation. -_-
Anyway, the plus side of Saturday was a very nice one. Being introduced to the loveliness of Christchurch meadow on a hot, sunny spring day. Now the other humans present will have to forgive me for saying that there was one higlight above *all* others on this afternoon. Sitting on grass, watching people go by. People with dogs. DOG COMES UP TO KATY AND LETS KATY GIVE IT A CUDDLE!!!! ^_________________________^ *falls about in spasms of glee* Dog! Me! Cuddle! Happy dog!! Happy me!!! I think my reaction to said canid may have disturbed the rest of the collected scums, but...but....dog....letting me give him a hug....so happy....*descends into dog glee once again*
And after the wonderful visit to the park we came home and watched So. Much. Crap. ^__^ And I love both Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure and Knight Rider, so I was very pleased with the selections of crap.
Oh yeah, just because I can now I know how to use the FTP program, one and the other . They're nothing particularly artistic or inventive, but the world needed Bakuten wallpapers that weren't perverted. They are officially being put on The Noodlebowl, so I hope Tasha doesn't mind me putting them here too. It's not as if I have a *huge* amount of visitors anyway. (However, if you are one of the people who visits from Oxford, or the person in San Antonio who isn't Daniel that visits, please sign my comments/tag board - I want to know who you are! ^_^) Anyway, yeah, Bakuten wallpaper, made by me as a result of my enormous love of Jo(e) (no Gonzo I am not spelling it with an "e"...)
I suppose I probably have bored everyone to tears by now, but there is one more thing I want to talk about. I got the Ico soundtrack! I found the cd on a site about two weeks ago and it was only \a315 so I had to have it. And it may only be twenty-five minutes long, but those twenty-five minutes are some of the prettiest videogame music I've ever heard, including the works of Uematsu the Great. And that is actually all the music in the whole game, it's somewhat bigger on atmosphere than actual melody. However, they do have the lovely lovely lovely pieces from the last two battles, which are the main reason I bought the CD in the first place. At some point I'm going to wax lyrical about how brilliant I think the second to last battle is in Ico, but since it's horribly spoilerish I won't do it here. I just personally find it one of the most emotionally affecting sequences I've ever seen in a game, I don't know why. And it has beautiful music. I will, however, write my commentary on various things when I start my pending project for the summer. Yes alright they may be the second most useless thing on the internet after blogs, but I feel that it's a travesty that Ico doesn't have a fanlisting. o_0 So I've applied to make one. And I *will* make content for it. I will happily write faqs and analysis for Ico, it really is one of my favourite games ever. Possibly only pipped by Final Fantasy VIII/VII, but only just.
Anyway, sorry about the rambling and thank you if you read this far. I'm going to panic about my take-home exam. -_-
I'm feeling on the glum side at the moment, but oh goodness gracious how much this made me laugh. This is a genuine search which referred someone to this page. As the fourth option.
I love you internet, I love you so much.
I am faintly amused. I haven't decided if I'll give them a badly written French wave or not yet. ^__^ Chiefly because I can't decide if they're amused or appalled and Altavista can't help me with the trendy young French people speak in it.
Anyway, something to fill the new blog location, I think! I haven't done too much of bloggable interest of late, except cover things in my room with beautiful beautiful Kohta Hirano bats. And I have already squeeed about the wonderfulness of Jo from Bakuten to all and sundry.
Things on the messy-life-problems have been a bit up and down recently. Last trip to the doctors has brought more anti-depressants because the other ones weren't working well enough. Which is not to complain, because they are working, they're just going to hopefully work *better* if I take a higher dose of them. So that's that. I have spoken to my tutor about the whole what-I-did-with-my-holiday and why-I-can't-do-any-more-essays thing, and he took it as well as one might expect a middle aged academic to do. I suspect it was as uncomfortable for him as it was for me to have an all too emotional undergraduate in his study trying to balance explanation, apology and negotiation for said situation in less than coherent terms. But he was quite understanding of it, and he took up the offer of speaking to my doctor for further information. I'm awful at explaning all this. It always turns in to long and complicated similes because there really isn't a logical way to talk about something that is quite so inherently illogical.
Anyway, that's the angst section done. I should probably go and get dressed and what have you. "What have you" meaning "revision" of course.... >_<
We have new blog location-ness! As you may have noticed from finding this page!
At some point there will be more bloggage, but not now because there is Indiana Jones on my television. ^____^
