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I saw Superman Returns on Saturday. Oh so much love. Much, much love. There were things I didn't like, and at times I had to suspend logic completely, but I want to hug it and love it and call it George. It was orders of magnitude better than that last X-Men offering, and also Byan Singer has balls of frigging adamantium to pull off some of the shit he did. Fabulous stuff.

And this evening, I go-a Big Gay Pirate-ing! Huzzah!
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Le Bloke needed help with some gardening yesterday, so I decided to walk up to his place. Note the use of the word 'up' there. Sheffield is a very hilly town, and he's decided to live at the top of the tallest of them. I live right down between two smaller ones. It was very warm, and I was very sweaty. I'm sure it's good for me or something though.

My friend Ellie came to rescue me from the lab on Wednesday, and we went for a few pints. Upon asking her whether she had holiday plans, she finally got around to telling me that she'd JUST WON A ROUND THE WORLD TRIP WORTH £20,OOO. People would not have to ask me about holidays if I had won that. I'd have had t-shirts made up the day I found out. The thing of it is, I'd have just deleted the e-mail. It was from soemone she didn't know and said 'congratulations'. It's like they didn't want her to open it. Hmm...

She's also having a Time Team weekend for us all at her parents new house in the country. We're going to go down and camp out in the grounds for a weekend and dig and get pissed. Ah, archaeology.

Tomorrow I have a geekfest thing to go to - a comic and SF sale thing in the town. Then we're going to go see the Beastie Boys movie. I love weekends. Hooray weekends! More of that, I say!
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Yeah, so I didn't get it. Someone else had more secretarial experience, apparently. Which? In fairness, not hard.

So to commiserate for me on that and to celebrate le bloke getting all his work in finally, we got an Indian, some beer, and watched Battle Royale. I hadn't seen it for years, and le bloke hadn't at all, so it was a very fun watch.
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I've been alternating being unpleasantly busy with periods of doing sweet fanny adams lately, which is interesting.

I finally finished all my course work and handed it in on Tuesday (I could have handed it in on Monday, as I had it finished, but stupid Jars forgot that it was a bank holiday). While I was finishing that I was only letting myself go online for about a half hour everyday, so if you've been wondering where I've been, that's where.

I've also been battling with the godforsaken banks in this country. For some reason, my bank (Natwast I'm looking at YOU) won't give me a chequebook. It's because I'm a foreign student, apparently. And I need a chequebook in order to pay a deposit on the place I'm going to be living. What I might do with a chequebook that could be construed as untoward, I don't know. Note that this is the same bank that gave me a chequebook four years ago when I lived in England. Perhaps I've grown less trustworthy in the interim. Luckily for me, the chap I'm living with is quite lovely and said I could get the money to him however I liked, because who uses cheques these days anyway? So I went to my branch to transfer some money into his account. But wait a minute, what's this? A £25 fee for transferring money to someone else's account, that's what. Screw that, said I, I'll get a Banker's Draught (draft? Hm). But oh ho, no, Jars, unless you want to pay a £15 fee for that. Eventually I just went to his bank to deposit the money directly into his account, but really now. How obtuse can one fricking bank be? Very, that's how.

I'm also meant to be starting my dissertation, but the girl who'll be helping me out at first so I don't burn the place down won't be free until Tuesday, giving me an awful lot of free time. I've forgotten what to do with free time. There is still that pesky getting a job to be done, of course. And I might start researching, but that's a bit tough when you have only the vaguest idea of what material you'll be working with.

In less blah news, X-Men 3 annoyed me muchly, it is becoming sunny again, I think I might go to Chatsworth House this weekend, and I'm about to make apple pie.

Also, a rather belated HIPPO BIRDIES to [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve.


May. 10th, 2006 10:41 am
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I was up at eight this morning for a class I was fairly sure I didn't have, as that's what the person who runs it told us last week. However, at some point the rest of my class convinced themselves that we did have class this morning, and so I went. To a class that was not on. Rargh.

I've been pretty busy lately looking for a flat to move into in July. The whole 'I only want it for three months' thing may be holding me back slightly, I fear. I have looked at a few nice places though. And once that's sorted, I have to find a part-time job to keep me going over the summer. A part-time job that doesn't mind me doing weird hours and days because I occasionally need to do field work or check on experiments every hour

In less boring-to-everyone-but-me news, I finally saw The Squid and the Whale last night. Bloody brilliant. That kid is my hero. Suck my dick, ass-man.

And now I'm sitting here trying to use the Force to make my Veronica Mars finale torrent run quicker. It's not so much with the working.


Yeah, still not working.
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I've spent most of my bank holiday weekend alternating project work with avoiding doing project work. This will be of little surprise to most of you, I fear.

Friday afternoon I got a call that there was a beer festival up at the union. As I am, after all, only human, I headed up. As we'd had a fifteen minute burst of sunshine, everyone thought it would be a good idea to sit outside, where it was bollock-clenchingly freezing. I was cold, shall we say. Beer was good though. And abundant. That night a few of us headed down to a club near my flat, which was less cold. In that it was cloying and sweaty and moist with people. Had a pretty good time though. Le Bloke got ridiculously drunk and started moshing in the rock-y section of the club. I left him at it. Never interrupt a boy in the middle of a mosh.

Saturday I decided to take the whole day off from work, so I got up late and myself and le Bloke walked down to the continental market that was in town for the weekend. We got olives (SO MANY OLIVES), bread and cheese and other delicious vittles, then headed home to eat and nap. And eat and nap we did. Le Bloke had also recently purchased Star Wars Battlefront II for my PS2, so we spent quite a few hours on that, let me tell you. Basically, the laziest day ever.

Yesterday I actually did some work, as the guilt had gotten to be too much even for me. Probably not enough though. We went out for nachos and chicken wings for dinner, then headed to the Union cinema to see True Romance. Gotta love that movie. And rumours of us playing Star Wars when we got home instead of going to bed are probably greatly exagerrated. Probably.

I just watched the new Who that I missed on Saturday night. May have got a bit teary eyed. God I love Ten. Give that man a hug.
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You know those days where you're just kind of generally happy to be alive? I love those days.

Yesterday I got up at 6:30 in the am to finish off an essay. And finish it I did, which means all my course work for that particular course is now finished, to which I say: Huzzah! After that I had class from ten 'til two, which was covering what was expected of us in the two project reports I'll be handing in after Easter. We did some more work with SPSS and Canoco and CanoDraw too, so now I feel far more confident about the projects than I did a few days ago, when I wasn't even sure what the data I'd been given actually meant.

I came home for lunch right after that, and what should be on the tv but Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. Frabjous. Seeing as how I'd been up since the middle of the night, I went to bed for a nap when it finished. I probably wouldn't have woken up had le bloke not texted for me to meet him in the pub. We went to a couple of places we hadn't been to before, and tried a couple of new beers.

I never have classes on Thursdays, so I went to the Graves gallery in Sheffield town this morning with some friends to an exhibition of Dutch and Flemish paintings from the eighteenth century. And from the sublime to the ridiculous, I came home and have been cleaning more or less since, give or take a half hour here and there to read a book.

But yes. It's great to have time to do things. And then to actually do them. Hm.
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As I was, as previously mentioned, on STUPID DIAL-UP at home, here's a quick summary of the whats and whens of my trip home -

Things I did -

1. Ice skating (So much fun)
2. MiniChristmas! (Cooking Christmas dinner for 11 people!)
3. Lots and lots of shopping (Some of it for other people, even)
4. Visited many different kinds of family (Where it snowed!)
5. Ate. Then ate again. Then ate some more. Followed up by some eating. (I'm hungry)
6. Went to the Leinster v. Munster match (GO ON THE LEINSTER!)
7. Had a fun NYE with the likes of [livejournal.com profile] jaaam and [livejournal.com profile] trinityofone (Absinthe - say no more)
8. Ate some more. (Still hungry)
9. Geeked out in a serious way with [livejournal.com profile] trinityofone (More on that later)
10. Also hung out with such luminaries as [livejournal.com profile] the_deb, [livejournal.com profile] lil_nibbler and [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve (YAYS!)
11. Played Trivial Pursuit (And didn't lose) (But didn't win either)
12. Played fast and loose with my punctuation in this post (!;!)

Things I saw -

1. Kong (Large and in charge, but a wee bit flabby round the middle)
2. The African Queen (Which I hadn't seen in years, so it counts as new)
3. Mysterious Skin (ouch)
4. Boa vs. Python (I wish that was a joke)
5. Brokeback Mountain (Broke my heart; [livejournal.com profile] lil_nibbler is still crying, I'm pretty sure)
6. Season 2 of Peep Show (The awkward would melt your face right off)
7. Where the Heart Is (Baby David Hewlett)
8. Copious hours of SGAquarium (most often with [livejournal.com profile] trinityofone)

Things I gotsed

1. The Naming of Names by Anna Pavord (Best. Book. EVAR.)
2. Paradise Lost, with introductions by Phillip Pullman (Mmm, gratuitous in the best way)
3. Clothes! (A lot of which Im wearing right now, I notice)
4. Blender (Now I can make soup!)
5. Hair dryer and straightener (And look pretty!)
6. MONEY! (Donations always welcome)
7. Perfume (Do I smell or something?)

So all in all a pretty productive break, methinks. Now if only I'd done ANY of the work I'd had planned...


Aug. 24th, 2005 02:44 pm
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I realise I don't have very much perspective on it yet, but i'm fairly sure that Monday was the best. day. of. my. life.

Who knew that could happen when you have to get up at four in the morning to catch a plane, after not sleeping because you can't breathe for snot? Not I.

[livejournal.com profile] lil_nibbler and I got in to Edinburgh by about half eight, which wasn't the most fun thing ever as we couldn't check in to the stupid crappy hostel until three in the afternoon, but whatever. We hung about 'til about ten, when we met up with Kevin, who gave us our tickets for Serenity, and is therefore the best man on the planet. We faffed about the town a bit, waiting for check-in, so we could have a nap, when who should we see but Nathan Fillion doing a bit of shopping on Princes Street. At that point Nibbler pretty much had a psychotic break, and the hero-worship part of my brain overloaded. Us being polite Irish girls who hate making scenes, we continued on our way. Until lunch time, when Kevin sent me a text asking if we might like to go to the press conference. Why yes Kevin, I think we might like that. Like it LIKE A FOX. Which is how we ended up sitting in on the EIFF press conference for the premiere of Serenity. Nibbler almost couldn't stay in the room she was so excited. Also, afraid that people might speak and do things (everyone who knows Nibbler knows what I mean right here). It was much fun. Joss, Chris and the cast all seemed really excitede to be talking about the film, and being at the festival, and the press all seemed pretty positive, though I guess that's par for the course. Nibbler managed to sit through the whole thing, and only gasped a few times when the cast came in. Which didn't give us away as not!press at all, no not at all.

After that we headed to the hostel for a nap, but were too excited to sleep, perhaps understandably. About half six we left the hostel to meet up with some other fans for drinks before the movie. And we didn't nearly forget the tickets at all, no matter what anybody says. We hung about outside the cinema waiting for the cast to arrive, which was cold but fun, talking to other fans. The talent arrives, cue lots of photographs and screaming. And cue queuing for another forty-five minutes to actually get into the theatre, though at least it was indoors queuing, for which I am eternally grateful. So we hand over our cameras and phones and after an introduction from the Director of the EIFF, and a few words from Joss, we watch Serenity.

Yeah, I'll talk about that another time. Suffice it to say, I felt feelings. Many feelings.

Brief Q and A afterwards, mostly crap questions, though Nathan did the Dance of Joy, which can't be a bad thing.

Back to the hostel, to sleep for the first time in about forty hours.

Yesterday there was some pottering about Edinburgh, which is lovely and all, but did kinda get eclipsed by the whole Serenity thing in my brain.

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So it looks like the tickets for the screening sold out super-fast. Thus my decision is made for me as I can give my ticket to a poor unfortunate fan who didn't manage to get one in time, seeing as how I'll have seen it two days revious and all. Phew.
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Dublin screening of Serenity! Go! Booketh your tickets!


It's on the same nght as the Weezer concert! Oh crap. What am I going to do?!
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So thanks to certain BRILLIANT people who shall remain nameless, [livejournal.com profile] lil_nibbler and I look to be going to the world premiere of Serenity in Edinburgh. I refuse to believe it's real until I actually have the ticket in my hand and am sitting in the cinema, but am still ridiculously excited.


May. 29th, 2005 05:20 pm
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Penguins! Penguins! Yes! Let the world rejoice at the wonder of penguins! And Morgan Freeman! Penguins! Yes!

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As I had to go the bank to order a new bank card, I got to sleep in until nine this morning. Hurrah for thieves who take my things! Okay, not really.

It's been so long since I've updated properly that I've forgotten everything in my life. I'd talk about the Eurovision, but that is so over. Ditto Revenge of the Shit, and I haven't even seen that yet. Maybe I'll go tonight. My dad'll probably go with me. And now I've just turned into the saddest person alive.

I'm mostly looking forward to Nibbler being back. I was talking to her mum this morning and we were getting each other all hyped up, I think. Yay, [livejournal.com profile] lil_nibbler! Come home! Y'know, with things for me, obviously.
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So as much as I'd really love to be a mature and reasonable adult about it - DAMN ALL THE BASTARDS WHO GOT TO SEE SERENITY TO HELL. In fact, DAMN THEM ALL TO THE SPECIAL HELL. You know the one I mean.

Argh. And for once in my life I'm trying to remain vaguely unspoiled, though I know there's pretty much zero chance of my will power holding out until October. I'll accidentallyonpurpose click on someone's spoilery review and Oops! It wasn't my fault, I swear! Sweet, bitter semi-satisfaction will be mine.

I'm so conflicted. My head's going to go implodey any second now.
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I don't have to work tomorrow! Huzzah! All is well with the world.

Saw H2G2 last night, which I enjoyed thoroughly. Everyone's been kind of 'meh' about it, but I pretty much giggled my way through it. Loved Mos Def as Ford. Also Marvin. And Bill Bailey. Yes, fun, go see. I'd heard a rumour that the Serenity trailer might be attached, but I didn't get my hopes up, which was good, because it wasn't. Attached, that is. But it's okay, becasue I've watched it a good twenty times on my computer by this point. And crying in a cinema is deeply uncool anyway. Most especially when it's about a trailer.

Saw my first Dr. Who for ages last night too, and it was a good one to catch. But! Next week! The Pegg! The Pegg I tells ya! Woo!

What was not so well with the world was how I found Mabel, my trowel, lying in the garden earlier when I went out to do some weeding. Evidently my mum has been using it to do the gardening, AND NOT BRINGING IT IN. I brought it in and cleaned it up and scrubbed it and polished it but it's still covered in little spotty rust stains. Argh.

I think now I'll go and try and finish Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory. I'm so nearly there. Plus it's a bank holiday weekend, what the hell else am I gonna do? Something constructive? I don't think so very much.
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I'm going away tomorrow! Fa la! To Ingerrland!

And now all I need to do is pack, locate my passport and ticket, wash the pink dye out of my hair (I just redid my roots) and go to bed. Woo hoo!

Edited to add that instead of doing those things I have to do, I watched the new production diary at kongisking.net. Go! Watch! Oh Peter Jackson, were you not wed I would take you in a manly fashion. Plus, now with added Bryan Singer! And Frank Darabont! Hee!
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Okay, so for [livejournal.com profile] lil_nibbler's sake, I'm updating. See, I think I'm going to struggle to come up with anything that anyone would find interesting, but that probably means that the Law They Call Sod will kick in and I'll witter on for pages. Though of course that doesn't mean any of it will be interesting.

I had a nice quiet birthday, just the way I like it. I went to work, got some pressies, got LOTS of cake, came home, watched some tv and went to bed. I have an intense dislike of fuss being made on my birthday, so it was pretty much perfect.

I'd organised to share a birthday do with two of the girls from work - Nora and Emma - so we all headed into town for that. Lots of lovely people showed up at the Globe, and then splinter groups formed. I factioned off with those going to DTwo, which was okay. I boogied, but the place was full of complete knobs. When someone finds a place in Dublin that's knob-free, could they please tell me? But keep it on the down-low, obviously. I left there about three and headed for the Nitelink. However, we had to make a detour for Chinese on the way there. It was a matter of life or death. How Springrolls Saved My Life. I'd pay to see it.

Saturday was recovery time. Ate bagels and bought a t-shirt. It's yellow and I'm wearing it RIGHT NOW. Oh yes, I love my new t-shirt. Though I did spill Ribena on it earlier. Oh well, that's par for the course if you want to be a Jars t-shirt. It's best to get it out of the way early in the relationship.

The rest of my Saturday was spent asking God why he lets Keanu Reeves ruin films. Stupid Constantine... could have been so good... rassen frassen...

Also, Nibbler? Lost is nearly over! But they got a second season! And some very exciting things happened that I can't tell you about! Except that I love Sun. And I finally get why people like Jack so much. As Pants said, "How is it that there's nothing sexier than damage?"

Gosh, I really can write a decent amount about completely boring crap, can't I? Just call me Gustave.

ETA - that livejournal really doesn't take exceptionally long song titles into account, does it? So, I was listening to The Soft Lightes - The Robots in my Bedroom Were Playing Arena Rock, but apparently that won't fit. So look below to see what I'm listening to now. Which, hopefully, has a shorter name.


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