Feb 28, 2007
Seriously. Was there some kind of conspiracy that erased the last week and a half?
I’m not gonna bore y’all with the whining of the to-do list. I’m just gonna sit here in the corner and whimper.
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Feb 20, 2007
Dear PVR,
I love you. I really do. I love that you record my shows so I can speed through the commercials and watch when I want to watch, not when the tv says I have to. I love that no matter what time of day, you always have something interesting to offer me.
But.
If you could really stop cutting off the end of my shows, I’d really appreciate it. Really. Missing the last couple of minutes and the big death on Heroes really sucked. Not seeing the big double engagement scene on Grey’s had me screaming.
So, really. Stop that.
Cuz it’s just not fair.
Thanks,
Laurie
PS. If you could hold a little more stuff, cuz I’m really busy and don’t have a lot of TV time, that would be even more awesome.
Feb 18, 2007
So, Heather tagged me last week to do that whole ten weird things about me meme. And I’ve been sorta angsting about it, because, well I’m a geek who angsts about this kind of thing, and really, while I have a very odd sense of humour, I’d say I’m so darn boring there aren’t ten weird things about me.
Then this weekend happened and I did something really, really stupid. And it shows just how darn weird I am. So here goes:
1. I will not go through a car wash. Ever. Apparently, when I was like two, I’d start screaming if we even drove on a street that had a car wash on it. No idea why. Still don’t. But I won’t go in. And my car is really dirty.
2. Every time I go to the mailbox, I hope…just for a second…that my invitation to Hogwarts is in there waiting for me. I know.
3. I’m the oldest child, and oldest grandchild on both sides of the family.
4. I hate wearing shoes and socks, and yet I own a ton of shoes. In many colours. And socks. In equally odd colours. My favourite are my It’s Happy Bunny socks. 
5. I was a finalist in a Nintendo-sponsored singing contest held in the Eaton Centre. I sang “I Dreamed a Dream” from Les Mis.
6. This is why I love to watch every single tv reality show singing competition. Every one. Every episode. Yes, I’m watching the Grease one right now.
7. I expect myself to be perfect at everything I do the first time I do it. And I get pissed off at myself when I’m not. And I tend to give up when I can’t do it.
8. I am very much a Scorpio and all of the good and bad traits known with that sign.
9. I’m nine days older than T. Our paths crossed a billion times in our lives and yet, we didn’t meet until we were 28.
10. This weekend, I cut my hand open on salsa. No, not a broken jar of salsa. On the actual salsa. The cut is on the fleshy part under my thumb, and it’s really hard to type or really use that hand (my right, of course) when it hurts to use my thumb.
I’m supposed to tag ten people to do this, but I don’t think I have ten readers, so I tag anyone who wants to do this who hasn’t already done it.
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Feb 13, 2007
Yes it’s a Spaceballs quote. How are you surprised? 
I’ve been with the bf for almost five-and-a-half years. In those years, I have to say there was never really any overwhelming conflict that kept us apart. We met. We clicked. We walked on a beach. We’ve been together since the first day we met. Sure, over the years there have been minor disagreements, conversations, issues that we’ve overcome, but for the most part? There’s never been any major issue that either of us had to compromise on to stay together. But then, T and I are pretty darn boring.
If you were to write a book about our relationship, the friend we had in common would have been his current girlfriend who was cheating on him. He’d have some mysterious sickness that he’d choose to keep to himself and push me out of his life so he wouldn’t burden me with it, before finally realizing that any time spent with me is better than no time spent with me. Oh, and I’d be a vampire. *grin*
See, that’s the thing about books. As readers, we don’t want to read the perfect, happy, oh, look, they met, they fell in love, they made sweet luuuuuurve, and they got married. Why? Cuz it’s BORING. I’ll say it again. Bo-Ring.
We want to see them fight. Fight for what they believe in, fight for their passions, fight for an overwhelming love. Now, I’m not talking about the, yeah, I’m a bitch and I’m gonna snap at you cuz that’s how I roll fighting. I’m talking about believing in something so strongly, so passionately, that they’ll fight to the death for it. And then, when it comes right down to it, they’ll compromise and choose love over this thing, because love is the most important thing.
We know how a romance is going to end going in. Plain and simple. At the end of the day and the end of the book, it’s going to be happily ever after (or, happily for right now, if that’s your fancy). We read romance for the journey. For the fight. For the conflict, for the how are they ever going to overcome all that stuff and let love conquer all.
And if there isn’t that gripping journey, that fight, that overcoming of the conflict, then what’s the point of reading the story?
Or is it just me? Do you think that conflict is a vital aspect in the books you read, or do you like a happy tale of we met, we fell in love, we got married?
Feb 11, 2007
So, I’ve sorta been missing the last little while… I may have been playing a bit of hooky. Ok, a lot of hooky. *grin* Spent a little time with the bf, slept pretty much all day Friday, and boy did I need that, did a little shopping, even went to see a movie. Yay me. Cuz I’ve been spending wayyyyyyy too much time at the computer.
Of course, I’m gonna pretend that I don’t have a billion things to do tomorrow. But, blah, blah, blah, swamped. blah, blah, blah, to-do list. I know. (And kudos if you were anywhere near the Toronto Sears Festival in 1989, and saw me in the play that that’s a line from, which was an ensemble I was in with singer/producer Gerald Eaton. although at the time, he was just that guy in my drama class.).
I went to see Catch & Release, which I’ve been really wanting to see, mostly because I have a total girl crush on Jennifer Garner and I’m a secret Kevin Smith fan. It was not what I thought it would be, but in all, I liked it. Although I’m vastly annoyed with a certain search engine who posted the FINAL SCENE in their clips section, so I knew how the damn thing was gonna end. Yeah, bad form clip selector. Bad. Form.
It’s funny, one of my biggest pet peeves in a romance novel is the “overhearing half a conversation” as the trigger for the black moment, but I found it worked here. Mostly, I think, because instead of skulking away, our hero confronts our heroine over what was said and gives her a chance to explain herself… which you don’t often see in my pet peeve. I won’t say more, because I, unlike some people I could mention, don’t like to spoil…
I also managed to break the lamp in my living room. I went out to grab dinner Friday night, and came home and the bulb was burned out. Not a problem, I grabbed a new one from the stash in the scary closet (so named, cuz it’s scary to have to go in there cuz you never know what’s gonna fall on your head ), and went to switch it. Well, it’s been a while since I had to replace that bulb, and it was well and truly in the socket. I twisted and turned and managed to break the bulb in half. Worse, no potatoes in the house so I could get out the base of the bulb (screw a raw potato into the filaments sticking out that the glass part was covering before I broke it, and use the grip of the potato to unscrew the base. it totally works.) So, I unplugged everything (yes, I may be a klutz, but I do know how not to kill myself.) and tilted the lamp so I could see inside to find out what was happening. It’s one of those tall uplights, and I’m short.
Well, in the tilt, the whole thing pretty much snapped in half. Pieces broke everywhere. And I’m now without light in my living room. I’d be more upset if I hadn’t bought the lamp like seven years ago for $20 at Wal-Mart, but I was still pretty ticked as I had a stack of magazines and a whole night to read them, and yet, no light to see by. Grrrr.
I have a new light to put in there, but I haven’t got it set up yet. It’s another floor lamp, but the shade is a giant flower. I think it’s gonna look pretty cool.
But, I do have to say, that taking a weekend to just do me things was pretty cool. I should do that more often…
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