sun is always in my eyes

[erilyn]

My day started with cutting a slug out of my cat's matted stomach hair. Yeah, I don't know either. Especially as she gets brushed daily (or she pouts).

But the highlight was getting a 200 gig second hard drive put in this computer. So Much Space! Of course, now I have no excuse not to make a highlights dvd of my parents' 6 hours of holiday footage from when they went to South America last year. I'm so making dad do a lot of the actual capturing.

I'll admit it: I totally looked at airfares to Chicago for Challenge. I couldn't help myself *g*.

And I just saw my senior english teacher on the news, as there was a classroom stabbing at the school where he's now the principal. Shitty reason to see him, but he looked pretty good (the buzz haircut suits him). He was cool. After the author of one of the books we were studying (Peter Goldsworthy, "Maestro") came and gave a talk, the guy showed himself to be such a wanker that my teacher (head of the dept) vowed never to teach the guy's books again.

So there was no new Veronica Mars this week? At least my Lost download is to 50% already. I'm not sure if I've mentioned lately how much I'm enjoying these shows, especially Veronica. I love Weevil!!!1! Which is not a sentence you think you'd ever be saying, but I do! And hnix is gonna hate me, but I quite liked Logan in last week's episode too. Local friends, if you want some eps of either (or both) shows on disc, I'm always happy to share stuff.

I'm making pizza for dinner. We had it Tuesday night too, and it was so good we decided to do it again tonight. Mmm, homemade ham/pineapple/salami/cabanossi/mushroom /capsicum/onion/artichoke/semidriedtomato and two sorts of cheese pizza...

Summer has definitely arrived, and I need fresh blu-tak for my posters.

Comments

[charliequinn.livejournal.com]

Ok, the slug thing kinda amuses me, because I also have a long haired pussy cat, and I know if she had a slug stuck on her, she'd be freaking out.

And, man, I am with you guys on the fucking loathing of that fucking Maestro book. The sex scenes disturbed me, not least because I am a shallow woman and I couldn't help but imagine all the participants as hideous.

We did have John Marsden come to our school and do a talk, and he was fantastic! I was in year 12, he was doing a talk to the year 11's, so a friend of mine and I skipped English to go to it. When the teachers found out we'd wagged to go to see an author talk in our own school library, they were all, "OK... I think this might be one of the weirdest excuses we've ever heard."

[erilyn.livejournal.com]

Our cat didn't seem to give a damn, though she was very good as dad held her and I struggled to cut it out (its hard to tell where the fur stops and her floppy belly begins *g*).

Maestro was fucking crap. Though I did do a passage out of it for a speech and drama exam, it was a funny bit where his dad talks about bizarre suicides in Darwin. And that is the best damn excuse for wagging ever.

[charliequinn.livejournal.com]

::LOL:: Choc is bad enough when I try to pull the fur off that's hanging out of her mouth!

It's been six years since I read that damn book, and I still have rather violent feelings toward it. It was just so fucking... eh, there are no words. I just hated it.

[erilyn.livejournal.com]

Our cat is getting old, and doesn't give a damn about much anymore as long as she gets brushed *g*.

There is nothing like the rage engendered by terrible books that you not only had to read, but study, analyse and write endless fucking essays about.