Jan 28, 2007

Tag, I'm it…

So, I totally poached this from several people’s blogs. *grin*

Contemporary, Historical, or Paranormal?
Hm, er, uh… I guess if I had to pick, I’d say contemporary, but there are a lot of paranormal authors who are giving contemps a huge run for their money.

Hardback or Trade Paperback or Mass Market Paperback?
Definitely the mass market… I find it hard to curl up with the other two and they don’t fit as well in the smaller purses I tend to carry. Of course, I’ve been moving into a lot of e-books, which fit *very* neatly on my Life Drive, which is the most awesomest PDA ever.

Heyer or Austen?
Is it bad I’ve never read either? And I even took a Victorian Fiction class in Uni. *sigh*

Amazon or Brick and Mortar?
Hmm… I gotta go with Amazon for prices and availability. But brick and mortar fuels my passions.

Barnes & Noble or Borders?
Er, neither? We don’t have those in Canada. And here all our brick and mortar stores are owned by the same company…

Woodiwiss or Lindsay?
oh. oh, that’s not fair. I started in romance with both of these. But since Lindsay created James Mallory, my favouritest hero, I gotta go with her.

First romance novel you ever remember reading?
Romancing the Stone… let’s just say the book version of the movie was *way* steamier.

Alphabetize by author, Alphabetize by title, or random?
Er, by author, but also by genre.

Keep, Throw Away or Sell?
Keep. Definitely keep. Just look at the pile of about 400 books sitting on my office floor that I’m *supposed* to take to the UBS.

Read with dustjacket or remove it?
I usually remove it. I’m a klutz and I always rip it when it stays on.

Sookie Stackhouse or Anita Blake?
I guess Anita, if only cuz I haven’t read Sookie. Um, who is Sookie?

Bridget Jones or Becky Bloomwood?
Well… Becky pisses me off and has since half-way through the first book. Bridget didn’t piss me off til the end of the second book, so I guess Bridget. But I like Sophie’s writing better.

Stop reading when tired or at chapter breaks?
I don’t stop until I’m either done or I fall asleep while I’m reading.

“It was a dark and stormy night” or “Once upon a time”?
Both. Sorry.

Crusie or SEP?
Definitely Crusie. Love me the Crusie.

Buy or Borrow?
Buy. I want it when I want it.

Buying choice: Book Reviews, Recommendation or Browse?
Hm… mostly browse, but I do remember who’s been recommended to me when I get to the store. I rarely read reviews. I never agree with them.

Tidy ending or Cliffhanger?
Tidy ending. Definitely. I’m still very bitter at certain authors who left me hanging. (Mariann Mancusi, I’m looking at you…)

Morning reading, Afternoon reading or Nighttime reading?
How about all day reading?

Series or standalone?
As much as I hate the cliffhanger, I love revisiting old friends in a series…

Favorite book of which nobody else has heard?
Wow. I’m stumped. I don’t know if anyone’s heard of any of the books I read…. So I’ll just plug a friend, Michelle Rowen‘s Angel with Attitude.

I guess I’m supposed to tag more people with this, but I don’t actually know if anyone visits me yet. *grin* So, I’ll name Rene, Michelle and Bonnie, on the slim hope they hang out, and a “you’re it” to anyone else who wants to poach…

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Jan 24, 2007

Movie quotes

I was fourteen the first time I saw Spaceballs. And it was one of those movies that just became an immediate favourite. I can watch it again and again and again (and again… ) The coolest part is that just about everything in life can prompt a quote from the movie…

The thing is, most people can’t recite the entire movie from memory like I can. So when I pipe up with a movie quote, I get a lot of funny looks. Like today… I had to go into the office to get much needed tech support on one of the work laptops, and while I was there, I overheard a conversation about getting a new password. The new password? 1-2-3-4-5. Seriously.

1-2-3-4-5. That’s the kind of password an idiot puts on his luggage. (Incredible, I have the same password on my luggage!). And you know I had to say the line… I had to.

And no one got it. I’m laughing like an idiot and no one got the quote.

*Sigh* I guess it could have been worse. I could have quoted Happy Gilmore.

May the Schwartz be with you!

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Jan 19, 2007

Bad Blogger

no, this is a WordPress site.   I mean me. I’m a bad blogger. I’ve been vastly neglectful of both this blog and my writer alter ego blog. But I’ve just sorta lost the inspiration to blog… mostly because I don’t really have anything really interesting to blog about.

There’s just not that much you can say about, well, got up, worked one job. Took a break, worked another job, watched tv, and uh, went to bed. Woo-frickin’-hoo.

Tho, there has been some interesting news in my world. One of my sisters got engaged last week, as did Roxy, an author I work with, which is pretty cool. Of course, you’ll notice *I* didn’t. I swear, I’m gonna be 50 years old, saying, yeah, T & I will get around to it one day… This is why two giant procrastinators should never date.

We actually took a day trip across the border to Niagara Falls last week. Crossing into the US, they actually took away my keys, and searched the back of my car (it’s a hatchback, so the doors were unlocked…) Not sure what they were going to find that they couldn’t have seen through the window, but the only thing there was my spare tire, so whatever.

We did a little shopping, but I wasn’t really up for the intensive, I need a new wardrobe shopping I usually do cross border. There’s not much need for fashion when you spend your days in your shleppies. Although we did get a kick out of the salesclerk who started yelling at us about how expensive Canada is and that I was lying about the exchange rate. (Cuz, you know, I *didn’t* check it on three bank websites before I left :eyeroll:) In the grand scheme of things, the two countries sort of balance each other out. Some things, I’ve found the prices in the US are ridiculously more expensive than here, but then others, we’re higher priced. And, once you factor in the exchange rate, there’s not much difference. But I will admit I’ve found a lot better clothing deals down south. I did, however, manage not to return what I bought from the nasty salesclerk as a statement on her attitude, but only because T was so completely in love with his new birthday boots.

We also won a free dinner at a local restaurant, but we were both really not impressed with our meals… the food was really bad. I don’t know what it is about my neighbourhood, but we have the worst time finding good places to eat. I’ve been thinking about moving because I’m sick of dealing with my incompetent property manager and psycho neighbours, but really, we just want to live somewhere you can get a decent meal and a Saganaki that is flambed in a quality Ouzo. (mmmm. fried cheese.)

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Jan 10, 2007

Never drinking pop again.

So, this week I’ve been much quiet, mostly because I promised T that with the vacation would come the locking up of the laptops. Well… I locked up the two work ones (yes, I rotate between three laptops. Very confusing.), and I’ve been poking my head into this one just to stay on top of email, but for the most part, I’ve been using it as a very expensive MP3 player.

But, I made a discovery today that I had to share. In the past year, I’ve pretty much given up all drinks other than water. I used to drink a lot of milk and juice, but I gave up milk over the summer and haven’t really had much desire to go back to it, and I found out that some juices have more sugar than a chocolate bar, and quite frankly, I’d rather the chocolate. That being said, over the holidays, my eating habits went all to hell, and I enjoyed a few too many extra value meals at, well, all of the fast food joints in the ‘hood. I’ve never liked colas, so I’ve always stuck to the sweet, fruit-flavoured drinks (orange, lemon-lime). One of these orange drinks didn’t get finished and sat on my bathroom counter for a few days. (Please don’t ask why I had a drink in the bathroom. It’s gross and I think that it found its way into the bathroom is probably why I never finished it.) It turns out, if you leave one of those cardboard-wax cups full of liquid for a few days, they leak. Badly. So, my bathroom counter had orange stains all over it. A lovely complement to the entire bottle of Benetint I also spilled on the same counter. (dammit!)

So today, I went in, armed with my Mr. Clean Magic Eraser, a truly wonderful product for klutzes like me, and scrubbed away. The Benetint – a product made specifically to stain – came off immediately. The orange pop? Not so much. I scrubbed my way through almost the entire Magic Eraser, and the stain lingers. Faintly, but it’s still there. Now, if that stuff will leave that kind of stain on my extremely old and ugly laminate countertop, what the heck is it doing to my insides? I don’t even want to think of it. But I’m pretty sure that will be my last orange pop.

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