I am making zee pumpkin soup! (That was me speaking in German. Notice the 'zee'?) I do this by putting in pumpkins and some other things. That is my family recipe, handed down for generations and generations. (Meaning: Dad, this one time I went to visit and he was throwing stuff in a pot. I don't cook.)

Today is cold and I blame the southern hemisphere and the movements of the earth. It sucks.

What doesn't suck is Styx, who I've been listening to a lot recently. (And, admittedly, bopping around a wee bit to Renegade late at night.)


Apr. 26th, 2011 03:35 am
Watching Pulp Fiction. Holy shit, I remember now how much the scene where they give Uma Thurman the adrenelin shot traumatised me as a kid. I'm betting it's a large part of the reason I never tried hard drugs.

Last night I watched Inglourious Basterds so I'm thinking tomorrow it had better be Kill Bill or something and carry on my Tarantino week.

The city keeps shaking and things are blaaah but movies are awesome and I shall continue to live in them instead.
An excited person on my friendslist just wrote about something and ended it with 'I literally died.' *twitch* *twitch* Please stop misusing that word? Please? You didn't literally die, because you clicked post afterward. You're literally alive.

And now after my small language annoyance of the day, to the shop to collect the important things for life.
My loves for Martha Wainwright and The Birthday Massacre have been massively rekindled by my recent music stealing. Awesomeness. I likes me some music.

Tonight we are having ROAST. Ohmygod roast :D And I have the first episode of The Borgias to watch! WIN ON ALL LEVELS.
That is to say, isn't it a lovely day outside with sunshine and the earth not shuddering beneath our feet? ('Our' being 'people in Christchurch' so I apologies to foreign readers who are currently being thrown from their chair by tremors.)

Ariadne is trying to drive me crazy with her pestering so I think I'm going to lock her inside a box and then we'll never know if she's still whining unless someone opens the box. Ariadne will be both whining and licking herself and simultaneously not-whining or licking herself. SCIENCE.

I don't actually have a box though.

But I do have tea.
I just had the strongest memory of lying in the backseat of my grandparent's car as we drove from Sydney to Canberra while listening to Sherlock Holmes audio books. (I had to just wiki to make sure there was one about a snake and a bell cord. There totally was, just in case you're worried. Don't be.) It made me smile to remember. Dozing through long car trips as a kid is the best.

Sherlock Holmes never fails to make me feel like a little kid again. (Not so much the new movie, but all the old productions and especially reading the books/sections of the books.)

The Hound of the Baskervilles = still the best one. (Which, I suspect, is an opinion on par with 'I think breathing is important for people' or 'man, water really hydrates'.)

This post has no point. It's just random nostalgia.
Gmail has decided that sending emails is too much work for it and it's just not going to do it anymore. Which is fair enough, I suppose. It's not as thought that's your sole purpose or anything. Oh, wait. Pain in the arse.

LFoD is quiet and we are all computering.
I've just realised that I lost my copy of Into The Woods when my computer went down. Lots of sad. I'll have to see if I can find somewhere to download.

So now to watch The Crow instead. Mmmm, Eric Draven.

*unless one lives in New Zealand.
Oh winter, you wet floody mistress. The moat has returned to the driveway as predicted but - OH EXCITING! - Men and their Truck have come to make it go away. This means- SHOCK AWESOME! - that we can leave the property without having to walk through calf-deep freezing water! :D

Although since the weather reports say Canterbury is going to be basically underwater for the next week I am not filled with hope.

Snow. Give me snow.

God, how exciting am I, people? I am the weatherman (coo coo ca choo - I am also the walrus)
Just watched the truly awful VS Fashion Show. It gets worse and worse every year. Besides, how am I supposed to think it's any good without Adriana Lima and Emanuela de Paula. (Adriana being nine months pregnant means I shall accept her absense. But Emanuela missing is a CRIME.)

Happy Christmas Eve all. I'm sitting watching mum watch Stargate and drinking vodka. I've got nothing much of interest to say really. Hope ya'll get ponies tomorrow!
Dear Glee,

I hate you. Your terrible terribly lip-syncing; your predictable, cliche and stupid plot lines; your stereotypical and sometimes offensive characters; your Nice Guys; your apparent view that feminism is still in the 18th century. There's probably more but it's early in the morning. Your popularity BAFFLES ME.

Dear Zombieland,

You, however, are so fucking awesome it kills me dead.

Dear internet connection,

I miss having you on my computer :(

Dear Auckland and Tim Minchin,


*goes to get dressed for flight*
Mr Edgar Poe is sitting on my desk and doing what he does best: adorableness and eating treats with his adorable tiny little hands! ohmygodsocute!

It's 5am. I really did promise myself I was going to get better at this tonight. Alas.

The new Epica album has leaked although I haven't got a copy of it yet. (The video for the first single is kinda cheesy, just like Epica ones always are, but hot damn does Mark look lickable.)

New layout of Mylene Jampanoi. I'm shallow and it's awesome.

And now that it's started to rain again I'm going to bed to enjoy the pretty.

I never know what the frak to say on this thing anymore.


Aug. 13th, 2009 07:33 pm
Bitches, this is bed-lounging weather.

And there's been dentist visits and wine and cocktail parties and good food and Byron Bay and shopping and goth shops and steampunk pocket watches and general awesome but I lack the energy to make any real post about that until I return to NZ.
One of my favourite things in the world is bussing on a hangover. Oh baby, there is nothing more exciting. (I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE.) But I have no progressed from my deadly morning times to now just feeling kinda groggy instead. But that's fine because Ali and I have Buffy season three to be watching and junk food to watch it with. TAKE THAT, WORLD. Nothing can make anything bad right now.

Party last night was really good and people were to bright and colourful. For those who are unaware I was wearing FLUORO ORANGE TROUSERS. That's a sight that you will never see again. People were fun and awesome - Dollhouse, I ♥ you and your parties.*

Tonight I sort out travel details for August and then I can email parentals about flights. I am going to rock Sydney and Nimbin ♥

*Me: Hey, they all live in the Dollhouse... but that don't really exist in an innocent childlike state.
Alison: *snort* That would be the very opposite of what they are.

TV, you lied to me again.


Mar. 19th, 2009 12:44 am
Things that make me happy:

♠ Antique shops
♠ Tea and tim tams
♠ Laughing
♠ The hyperness that comes after gym
♠ Nachos
♠ Honey + brandy + gold flakes
♠ Tea
♠ Tea
♠ Amanda Fucking Palmer
♠ Tea

I like tea. Although it's not so cool when you find exploding teabags. It gets messy.

EDIT: Self, next time you feel shit go look at this again instead.


Dec. 12th, 2008 10:19 pm
Bettie Page has passed away - girl had awesome hair.

Saw new James Bond - wasn't as good as the last one.

Said I'd go to the party tonight - can't be bothered.
This morning, for some perverse reason, I ended up watching the last fifteen minutes of Camp Rock with Jen. That is fifteen minutes I will never again but will repeat in my mind forever.

I want new Supernatural eps but it's all on hiatus :( (Although maybe that's a good thing since I really don't like the story arc for this season. But I say nothing more so I don't spoil those who aren't up to it.)

But, oh my god, Repo! comes out on DVD January 20th and I AM GOING TO OWN IT HARDCORE ALL FOR MY ME!! It's kinda bullshit though, because the regular disc has hardly any extras and the deleted scenes (which should be like the basic Extra of Awesome) is only on the Blu-ray version. Who's freaking idea was that?? Rubbish! And the featurettes on both versions are completely different, so it seems whichever copy someone gets they get ripped off. LAME.
Look! Look! I'm Ness!

Yeah, random but it killed some time which is always the main thing.

My Amanda Palmer CD arrived and it's got an awesome write up on the back by Neil Gaiman. I love when he does stuff with my musicians.

Alison is - no, wait for it - CLEANING. HER. ROOM.

I am COMPLETELY serious.

No, wait, now she came in here because she was bored. Oh well, we can't have it all.
Alison is at work, Jen is out seeing The House Bunny, and Cath is on the coast. Therefore I am alone in the LFoD and having a naked party. Well, 'naked' in this instance meaning 'clothed' and 'party' meaning 'hmmm, I wonder if I should investigate day time television or read my book...'

I have Tremors out from the videostore. This excites me possibly more than it should. Tremors, man. Classic Kevin Bacon, baby. I'm going to watch it with drinkings.

'Cream' by Prince is stuck in my head since I saw the videoclip for it last night. Dear lord, the childhood nostalgia. And O HAI JENNY CALENDAR. Aaaah, makes me laugh every time I think about it.
1. Dad! I sent you an email but I don't know if I sent it to the right address!

2. Alison gave me candy and now my mouth tastes like orange. Catherine, I promise we're eating real food while you're away as well! At least a little bit...

3. Alison and I have started watching BSG and it's awesome. So far we've only watched the mini series thing as when we went back to get season one the next day some bastard had taken it. So currently we go '!!!' because we need to know what happens! (But not in the 'reading it on wiki' way, because that ruins all the fun.)



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