Friday, December 20, 2002

i'm too bored to even drool. I'm stuck here on the slowest day of the last day before break. I just finished the initial typing of my paper for theatre history. YAY! Wanting to go home and sew and work on patterns. I have at least three things i want to make - outside of my wedding dress. I have a bellydancing kinda skirt pattern designed. Still have to make the pattern for the stretch velvet/mesh top...and if there's enough scraps left, I'll make little armlets to go with.

I've also been pondering a frock coat of sorts...and I'm well on my way with the pattern. it's somewhere between the 1720's style frock coat and the coat that Snape wears in Harry Potter (i love that coat). Kinda full skirty, but not as full as the 1720's style, buttons down to the waist, two piece sleeves (if i can get them to work) melded with the strap/epaulet sleeve to draw attention to the shoulders, cuffs over the knuckles with an undercuff that's just a bit longer, and a high neck with and under-neck-piece. I have this shiny-denim, it's silver on one side, and the other is almost black but it is still shiny. That and some black material...that's my coat.

And...on the topic of coats, back to Snape. I was browsing for pictures of him to find nice details of his coat, epecially the neck, and i can across all these sites devoted to him. There must be hundreds of Snape-ophiles foaming at the mouth out there! pictures, fan fiction...good god! It's like he's the new gothic icon for girls to swoon over. Granted, Alan Rickman looks fucking wicked in that coat, he's got a great voice and the hair is cool too, so I can see the appeal for sure - but when i first saw him I thought....oh my god it's Trent Reznor when he gets old. Now I can't look at a picture of him without thinking of him saying "I am a pretty hate machine." I feel a new webpage coming on.... save me. Not a Snape Shrine as all the others are, but a parody or such, of course.

I think all these chicks really need to listen to more Nine Inch Nails....they are just as bad as the chicks who want to lick Trent Reznor.

Of course, ogling a character is safer to do...they can't really complain. Poor Alan, he'll never live this down, I'm sure. That said, I have yet to see the new Harry potter movie. I saw the last one on the same day i became deathly ill with some awful flu back in summer. I was so sick of hearing about the movie and the books...blah blah blah. I was refusing to see it. well, there I was, at a friends house, in a weakened condition and he's got the damn DVD. There was no escape. it was a fun movie. I still begrudgingly admit it. Mike just bought the VHS. And I watched the damn thing again. grrrr. So now I WANT to see the next movie.

I'd better avoid wearing the new coat if I get it done before the next movie, else all the little Snaplings mistake me for their new icon.

good god I am bored and hungry.


don't make me start another webpage...

now singlehandedly plotting the downfall of the internet to: some song on Club Bizarre disc 2

Thursday, December 19, 2002

I am walking around in a complete haze. Woke up late...the alarm didn't go off. So groggy that I could be considered drunk. Could easily pass out and fall asleep for a while. Playing Chemlab to keep awake. Saw the two towers movie last night. Was very good...I'm not as much of a fantasy geek as some of my other friends - I don't read the books, but I really got sucked into the whole thing. I decided I want my very own ent for christmas. They were so cute in the movie - yeah, ok, they are the 14 foot, bark covered kind of cute, but I love their craggy faces and little yellow eyes and they way they lope around. Talk about wanting to hug a tree.

I remember seeing artwork if them when I was little...i remember being fascinated and vaguely scared of them. I know it's not likely that they will market plush Ents, but I'd buy one in a second if they did. So cute. Maybe it's just the muppet syndrome - grow up with the muppets and think that any object, inanimate or vegetable is cute when it has a face and can talk.

I'll probably have to settle for a Corvus Corax CD for christmas instead...which is not so bad.
but it would be cool to have my own ent to climb and ride on, and he could herd all the trees on the tree lawn. sigh.

Damn I'm tired, and frankly I don't want to do shit. It's been homework, school and work for weeks now with no break...and pile chores on top of that. I haven't had a chance to really just be a lazy ass and just do nothing or something recreational for myself - and I'm not talking social engagements. We've had a lot of those too...after a while it gets to be just as exhausting as work. I'd kill to just go to sleep, wake up whenever my body decides to, eat breakfast (oooh, a rarity), do my exercises (haven't been doing them for the last couple weeks, no time), and then work on my sewing projects, or web stuff and then take a nap. Or go walk around in the plant conservatory. or just crash on the couch and watch movies.

i've still got this bag of chocolate in front of me. It's life span is decreasing by the second.
I refuse to drink coffee today - no one deserves to have to deal with me on caffeine right now.

bumbling around to: Chemlab/Burnout at the Hydrogen Bar - Suicide Jag

Wednesday, December 18, 2002

someone put an entire bag of chocolate on my desk. that was a very bad idea.
I'm pining for the fjords.