I totally forgot to change to the winter header.
Also, it was yesterday that the Fringe episode was Johari Window, right? So why is What Lies Below showing TOMORROW if Fringe is on every Thursday?
Also, it has almost been a month since Christmas.
Also, in less than a month I will be 18 AND A HALF.
Who was the genius who came up with this PASSAGE OF TIME thing?
20 January 2010
19 January 2010
As of January 19...
(Have to get this in before it's actually January 20.)
Have read (3): Mad Ship by Robin Hobb, Monster by Frank Peretti, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams.
Am reading (2): When God Writes Your Love Story by Eric and Leslie Ludy, Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman.
Have on hold at the library and intend to read (1): Ship of Destiny by Robin Hobb.
Monster: Perhaps my expectations for this book were too high. I read all Peretti's kids' books when I was littler and managed to get thoroughly creeped out by almost every single one. Monster, however, took quite some time to enter a plot that actually seemed multifaceted and moving, and the only time it was gripping enough to have me unwilling to put it down was for about the last chapter. I also had trouble visualizing the characters, many of whom had rather bland names and personalities. The evolution/creation angle was satisfying, however, and clearly Peretti did his research.
Verdict: Entertaining but not memorable in an imprinted-on-my-brain kind of way. I still have vivid mental images from his kids' books. Kept me reading for a couple days.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: I find it greatly satisfying to finally know the origin of, "So long and thanks for all the fish." Hitchhiker's Guide kept me reading with some giggle-out-loud dialogue and the most bizarre plot twists I have ever seen. (See: depressed robot convincing spaceship to commit suicide.) I have yet to decide if it had any deeper life meaning or if it merely resembled something along the lines of Monty Python - highly quotable and clever but mostly for entertainment purposes. I do not yet know if I will read the sequel(s?).
Verdict: Was finished in less than 24 hours; that only happens when I like it. Made me want to see the movie and possibly read more.
Have read (3): Mad Ship by Robin Hobb, Monster by Frank Peretti, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams.
Am reading (2): When God Writes Your Love Story by Eric and Leslie Ludy, Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman.
Have on hold at the library and intend to read (1): Ship of Destiny by Robin Hobb.
Monster: Perhaps my expectations for this book were too high. I read all Peretti's kids' books when I was littler and managed to get thoroughly creeped out by almost every single one. Monster, however, took quite some time to enter a plot that actually seemed multifaceted and moving, and the only time it was gripping enough to have me unwilling to put it down was for about the last chapter. I also had trouble visualizing the characters, many of whom had rather bland names and personalities. The evolution/creation angle was satisfying, however, and clearly Peretti did his research.
Verdict: Entertaining but not memorable in an imprinted-on-my-brain kind of way. I still have vivid mental images from his kids' books. Kept me reading for a couple days.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: I find it greatly satisfying to finally know the origin of, "So long and thanks for all the fish." Hitchhiker's Guide kept me reading with some giggle-out-loud dialogue and the most bizarre plot twists I have ever seen. (See: depressed robot convincing spaceship to commit suicide.) I have yet to decide if it had any deeper life meaning or if it merely resembled something along the lines of Monty Python - highly quotable and clever but mostly for entertainment purposes. I do not yet know if I will read the sequel(s?).
Verdict: Was finished in less than 24 hours; that only happens when I like it. Made me want to see the movie and possibly read more.
14 January 2010
January 14 resolution
As opposed to, you know, New Year's.
I resolve to actually keep track of the books I read. I used to have a list specifically for the purpose, in my school binder, but that was when I went through books like candy and found it chiefly more of a nuisance than anything to have to write them down when I was finished with them.
So, in the spirit of this:
Have read (1): Mad Ship by Robin Hobb
Am reading (1): Monster by Frank Peretti
Have out from the library and intend to read (2): The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams, and When God Writes Your Love Story by Eric and Leslie Ludy. (I anticipate the last to be along the lines of I Kissed Dating Goodbye by Josh Harris, so if it's fairly repetitive I may not finish it.)
Also, I'm in the middle of watching Firefly (sci-fi TV show canceled after 11 aired episodes) and I have recently acquired from the library discard pile a book of art from The Fellowship of the Ring (movie), The Hobbit graphic novel, and an old collection of Beethoven piano solos. We'll see if I actually get around to learning any.
I resolve to actually keep track of the books I read. I used to have a list specifically for the purpose, in my school binder, but that was when I went through books like candy and found it chiefly more of a nuisance than anything to have to write them down when I was finished with them.
So, in the spirit of this:
Have read (1): Mad Ship by Robin Hobb
Am reading (1): Monster by Frank Peretti
Have out from the library and intend to read (2): The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams, and When God Writes Your Love Story by Eric and Leslie Ludy. (I anticipate the last to be along the lines of I Kissed Dating Goodbye by Josh Harris, so if it's fairly repetitive I may not finish it.)
Also, I'm in the middle of watching Firefly (sci-fi TV show canceled after 11 aired episodes) and I have recently acquired from the library discard pile a book of art from The Fellowship of the Ring (movie), The Hobbit graphic novel, and an old collection of Beethoven piano solos. We'll see if I actually get around to learning any.
07 January 2010
Highlights of Denver
Staying up late enough for Joy to get incoherent and start talking about how raisins aren’t actually dried grapes, and if we keep calling them that, we won’t know a real grape when we see one.
Learning that it’s impolite to ask someone their profession in Toledo.
Alternating episodes of Fringe, episodes of Firefly, and episodes of exclaiming over the oddities of J. J. Abrams.
Hearing about Joy’s trip to the front desk to get butter and her subsequent adventure through a black-tie party.
Discussing Phantom Grey spoilers with Jamie on MSN while sitting next to her.
Staying up so late that after the lights went out, I was asleep before I had time to roll over.
Burning grilled cheese sandwiches.
Skype and webcam with The Caribou.
Waking up to Joy with sharpie tattoos all over her left arm and a hairdo like Helena Bonham Carter.
Eating…something…that Jamie made out of leftover cranberry cereal, popcorn, milk and brown sugar.
Finishing two bags of Hint of Lime Tostitos.
All sitting in the same room, on the same bed, on our laptops.
Baking cookies with mint M&Ms and chocolate covered cacao pieces.
Being made fun of for saying ‘bag’ and ‘sorry’ weird, and unconsciously using the occasional ‘eh’.
Singing along to the Sherlock Holmes soundtrack, He’s a Pirate, and Skillet’s Believe.
Indecisiveness. But they love me anyway.
Being referred to as Merrin, Melda, and Amy in the same day.
Alternating between ‘p-tor’, ‘potter’, and ‘Jamie; and ‘FM’ and ‘Joy’.
Eating healthy. I’m muffling my laughter.
“Why didn’t you tell me I was wearing my shirt inside out?!”
“We could have made it!”
A Starbucks on EVERY. CORNER.
Giving Sir Marshmallow a moustache.
Finding that the housekeeping staff had made our bed and sat Sir Marshmallow up against the pillows.
Two grocery shopping trips and our sophisticated check-out system.
Laughing so hard I squeak, while trying to conceal from Joy that she’s being videoed.
Drinking coffee with a heart drawn in the foam on the top.
Writing both my names in the snow.
“Joy: A song for every phrase.”
Watching Trace be turned into Hitler wearing sunglasses.
Pwning and being pwned at many virtual games of Scrabble.
Eating dessert for breakfast.
Being tacklehugged.
Having friends who make it so hard to say goodbye.
Learning that it’s impolite to ask someone their profession in Toledo.
Alternating episodes of Fringe, episodes of Firefly, and episodes of exclaiming over the oddities of J. J. Abrams.
Hearing about Joy’s trip to the front desk to get butter and her subsequent adventure through a black-tie party.
Discussing Phantom Grey spoilers with Jamie on MSN while sitting next to her.
Staying up so late that after the lights went out, I was asleep before I had time to roll over.
Burning grilled cheese sandwiches.
Skype and webcam with The Caribou.
Waking up to Joy with sharpie tattoos all over her left arm and a hairdo like Helena Bonham Carter.
Eating…something…that Jamie made out of leftover cranberry cereal, popcorn, milk and brown sugar.
Finishing two bags of Hint of Lime Tostitos.
All sitting in the same room, on the same bed, on our laptops.
Baking cookies with mint M&Ms and chocolate covered cacao pieces.
Being made fun of for saying ‘bag’ and ‘sorry’ weird, and unconsciously using the occasional ‘eh’.
Singing along to the Sherlock Holmes soundtrack, He’s a Pirate, and Skillet’s Believe.
Indecisiveness. But they love me anyway.
Being referred to as Merrin, Melda, and Amy in the same day.
Alternating between ‘p-tor’, ‘potter’, and ‘Jamie; and ‘FM’ and ‘Joy’.
Eating healthy. I’m muffling my laughter.
“Why didn’t you tell me I was wearing my shirt inside out?!”
“We could have made it!”
A Starbucks on EVERY. CORNER.
Giving Sir Marshmallow a moustache.
Finding that the housekeeping staff had made our bed and sat Sir Marshmallow up against the pillows.
Two grocery shopping trips and our sophisticated check-out system.
Laughing so hard I squeak, while trying to conceal from Joy that she’s being videoed.
Drinking coffee with a heart drawn in the foam on the top.
Writing both my names in the snow.
“Joy: A song for every phrase.”
Watching Trace be turned into Hitler wearing sunglasses.
Pwning and being pwned at many virtual games of Scrabble.
Eating dessert for breakfast.
Being tacklehugged.
Having friends who make it so hard to say goodbye.
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