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Merry Christmas, folks. I hope that 2016 gave you some happy times, and any sad ones ended quickly. And may 2017 be better again. Cheers :)


Jul. 25th, 2014 11:24 pm
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Wow, so much posting by everybody!

Teddy: your ducks are awesomely cute. Good luck with the new eggs.

Marzi: D8>>> Dang, girl, look after yourself!

Eed: I MISSED NAKED CHAOS DAY!!! Stupid hen party and last-minute searching for a safari animal costume... (Also, bunched-up panties - where did you get the reference for that? Aaand do they also have references for other pieces of clothing getting removed/partially removed?... >_>)

Jill: the murder mystery night sounds awesome. And hey, I'm 34 and I haven't ever managed to move out of my parents' house! So don't be too down. (University doesn't count cos I was home at the weekend.)

Moonbug: ouch, hope your back gets sorted soon.

Dava: not-Lego shark made me smile during a long and boiling hot day in the office.

Wildshadow: I hear you on the brain thing *hugs* I'll be praying and thinking of you.

Sunny: hugs and prayers and thoughts to you too :(

Jellostar: wow, something is making Gypsy more settled! Maybe it's feeling like she has her own speshul place that is just hers and hahah no one else can get into it it's all MINEZ!

Sparky: working with members of the public is the worst. I've worked in public-facing roles all my life and I'm not sure why, because I don't consider myself a natural people person :( *hugs* I hope that you find some peace soon.

Err... everyone else: stay as crazy as you need to be, in order to be normal. (That made sense in my head, anyway.)
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This Monday, I like... Bon Jovi's New Jersey album.

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Image taken from EIL.com. Album cover design is copyright of Hugh Syme/Cameron Wong/Olivia Ramirez/Roberta Zislis (they all get credited as having a hand in it one way or another).

Yes, I like Bon Jovi. I like their power-rock bombast, their cowboy obsession, their repeated references to "Tommy" and "Gina", and the generally upbeat tenor of their songs. I like that the core four have been friends for so long and act like goofy best mates. And in my opinion, New Jersey - from their poodle-permed late-eighties phase - is their best album. Out of twelve tracks (on the vanilla UK version, anyway), there are six which are particular favourites and only one which I would routinely skip. That is a pretty decent strike rate.

It's not a critique-free listen. There is unreconstituted eighties caveman in here (I'm looking at you, "Bad Medicine") and there are certain lyrics I just cannot take seriously (how Jon Bon can sing about a "white trash girl" turning him and his mates "into men" without bursting into fits of giggles, I'll never know). But mostly it's just fun. I might roll my eyes at "Bad Medicine" and "Born to be My Baby" but I do it with a grin on my face while belting out the chorus.

There is an infectious joie-de-vivre in these songs. I especially love the long introit to the opening track, "Lay Your Hands on Me", with its tribal drumbeat, snatches of weird electronic noise and slow build of volume; it makes me think of people - a couple of newcomers guided by some old hands - walking down a long, blue-lit tunnel, the walls suddenly flashing with neon patterns or silhouettes of a crowd, and then the old hands reach a door, give a password and they step into a blaze of white light which fades to reveal a huge room full of people dancing, laughing, singing, enjoying themselves. "Blood on Blood" reminds me of galloping horses sweeping over the hills and through the streets. "Stick to Your Guns", of course, calls up the image of the cowboy gunslinger with legs planted firmly apart; for "99 In the Shade", I see another massive party scenario, this time outdoors in a lovely green park full of trees (although the song itself is set at the beach). These songs are guaranteed to lift my spirits and make me feel free from whatever's been dragging me down.

In addition, this album has special significance for me, as it was the soundtrack to my conversations with Lesley, Ruth and LJ, my closest friends from university. Playing it reminds me of so many good times, so much silly and frivolous talk as well as deeper discussions about life, faith and morality. It reminds me of what it feels like to be accepted for all of me - something I didn't really experience from anyone outside of family until then - and to be free to admit to what I liked, what I found interesting or intriguing, without fearing that I would be dismissed as "weird" or not "cool" enough.

New Jersey means friendship to me, the freedom to be myself and to enjoy being myself. It means silliness and laughter and having a good time with people who are having a good time with you. Even the embarrassing lyrics which make you want to facepalm are part of that good time, a cheeky reminder that the coolest of people can end up looking like idiots in time. The best thing to do is to enjoy the ride.
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[livejournal.com profile] jellostar!!! How did I NOT know you made userpics?!?!?

*pours over [livejournal.com profile] glass_icons like a big pour-y thing*

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In 2013, I...

- turned 33.

- asked a lot of mysterious and random questions of my LiveJournal friends, as I fact-checked elements of a story.

- got slooooowly back in touch with Ruth, Lesley and LJ, my old university friends, in an attempt to make human contact outside of work.

- discovered the time-wasting potential of TrendHunter.com...

- ... and via the above, discovered the joys of mash-up fan art by Amy Mebberson, Karen Hallion and Hyung86.

- spent more money than I ought to in The Works.

- realised that I need to put a time limit on how long I write, because spending too long leaves me grumpy and depressed. On that basis, I made a deal with Mum to stop her nagging me about writing, but she has recently started again...

- tidied my wardrobe (well, most of it).

- went on holiday to Jersey and learned that four-star hotel menus are not all that.

- got new bosses at work and watched an already-bad situation get worse, ugh.

- and as a result of the above, got more and more cynical and sharp-tongued.

- got rid of the task of clerking the Coleraine family courts!... then got it back again, thanks to said new bosses >.<

- got obsessed with paint colour names and colouring-in books.

- read a lot (but then, I do that every year).

- re-started using my local library, although most of the time I borrow books with absolutely no intention of reading them. *guilty look*

- bought a re-useable calendar of "calming thoughts" and promptly started to disagree with them.

- watched Strictly Come Dancing for the first time and loved it. My only quibble is that it's on too early in the evening, which leaves you scrabbling to find something to watch from 8 o'clock on...

- watched "The Day of the Doctor" on 23 November and fell in love with Doctor Who again (I had drifted away from the show following a... family incident which had been started by this episode).

- started listening to my pop and rock CDs again, after several years of only playing instrumental and classical music. I blame the pop radio station which my workmates tune into (and which I can't stand).

- applied for two new jobs and a transfer... didn't get any of them.

- got a bonus woohoo!

- gave up on taking packed lunches to work.

- did NOT join any dating websites... but thought about it. A lot.

- made a necklace.

- bought the same style of shoes as I had last year.

- wrote in pink.

- FINALLY got a passport. And still haven't used it.

- err, downloaded spyware like an idiot >.< Luckily in the middle of doing so, I mentioned what I was doing to my brother, so he got straight on to removing it.

- wrote this list.
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Hope you have a day filled with the best things of life: love, laughter, peace, comfort and hope. (Yes, I know it sounds sappy-sweet; it's Christmas!)
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I... have not had a good day today. Don't ask about the details, please; it's exhausting just thinking about the whole mess in my head, never mind trying to put it in words and communicate it to others.

Besides, I don't want to talk about me. I'd like you guys to talk, if you can. Tell me about something that cheers you up. A memory, a song, a book, an activity, a person. Just happy things please, in comments. I'd really appreciate it *watery smile*
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Happy Independence Day to all the Americans on my f-list. And for everybody else, happy random Thursday :)
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To everyone who has commented on my NaNo progress so far, thank you for the encouragement :)
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I came on LiveJournal feeling a bit mopey. But after catching up on my friends list, I'm feeling better :)
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There are too many good things on at 9 o'clock on Thursdays. The Closer on More4, Cold Case on Sky 3 and Hotel Babylon on BBC1 >.< Damn television. And DC Comics is just as bad. They bring out too many comics that I want to read, but I know I can't afford to. Poot.

Eee, looks like I'll be going with LJ and Ruth to see Bon Jovi in London in June *excited* That is, if Wembley Stadium is finished on time and if Francesca hasn't sold her ticket to Christina. But yeah, I'm totally up for this. We're planning to make it a long weekend and go see Les Mis or Phantom as well. Yay West End!!!

Work's going well. I need to remember to do writing though; I'm supposed to get Leon an opening for my chapter by the end of this month, and since coming home I've lost track of days and dates.

Apologies for this being so disconnected. I'm trying to watch tv and type at the same time :) Plus, since moving home, not a lot happens to me during the day to write about. And when something does happen, like having an intellectual argument with my eleven-year-old sister, I forget about it too quickly.
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Tired. So many photocopies. Research for third chapter is hell. Moving out of Guthrie Hall tomorrow. Computer being frustrating slow and won't let me look behind cuts. Is anyone else seeing blank messages from [livejournal.com profile] featherypony and [livejournal.com profile] sunnyshag on their friends page? Kat, did you find out what "punters" means? Hope they've sent the electrician round to turn my sockets back on. They went off this morning and I phoned Elms immediately but no one had come when I left Guthrie at 4pm. I'm going home now. G'night.
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What on earth is wrong with this computer, and why won't it let me have multiple windows open at the same time?!?!? *beats it up* And remember those "zero-sized reply" error message I got when I tried to post stuff on LJ. Yeah, they only happen when I'm on the university computers. I don't get this at all.

And this is particularly annoying because I was in a really good mood. There are a lot of content, happy people on my friends list right now, so that makes me feel wonderful. There are a few people who aren't feeling so good, and to them I send my hugs/prayers/thoughts/delete as to which you feel most comfortable with.

Pride and Prejudice was WONDERFUL!!! Such a lovely, lovely movie: so pretty and funny and romantic and sweet. I think I'm half in love with Darcy myself *starry eyes* I went last night with Sveta; she'd never even heard of Pride and Prejudice before. The cinema was packed, and people were "awww"ing at all the sweet parts and "oooo"ing when Darcy was a jerk and laughing out loud at all the funny parts. :DDDDDD It just put a huge grin on my face. Even though I knew what was going to happen, the story was wonderful and I loved every minute of it. Sveta loved it too, though she found some of the dialogue very hard to follow and I had to explain to her why Lizzie turned Darcy down the first time and why everyone thought him proud and unlikeable. And Darcy got wet!!!! Albeit in a rainstorm rather than a lake, and he kept most of his clothes on, but wet Darcy!!!! <33333333333333333 Although the guy playing Bingley reminded me of someone, and I didn't realise until afterwards that it was Little Cook Small from the kids' show "Big Cook, Little Cook", so I now have a terrible image in my head of Bingley riding a flying wooden spoon >.< Sveta was convinced that Wickham was being played by Orlando Bloom, which I knew he couldn't be cos there would have been a great fuss made if he had been in this movie alongside Keira again.

See, talking about Pride and Prejudice has cheered me up again :)
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To my supervisor: well, a lot of help you turned out to be. Just sending me straight to the official information which confused me in the first place >:8 Maybe the official people can tell me something useful.

Marzi's noisy neighbours reminded me: they're currently remodelling the back of the students' union here (Guthrie is behind it and of course, I get a room at the back of Guthrie) and last night, they had an engine running and running and running!! After 11 o'clock at night!!! And I've lost one of my earplugs and can't find it anywhere, and I need at least one of my windows open at night so I don't smother (my radiators are off, but you can't turn off the hot water pipes which feed the radiators and run around two sides of my room) >:8

This is a day for >:8 faces.

A couple of good things: I got Julie's mobile number, which I've been wanting, and she told me about some conference in Derry in a few weeks from now which she and Michael are going to, and she asked me along :) It's about the making of the book. It sounds interesting, if not at all relevant to my thesis, but hey! It's a trip away from Belfast, it's something for the ol' CV, and for once I'll be going with people I know instead of on my own.
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Tagged by [livejournal.com profile] buttercup87:

If you had $1500 to spend just on fun stuff, (nothing logical like paying bills), what would you buy?

I would spend it all on my friends list road trip. Every last cent/penny.

I got nothing else to report on around here. Met up with Ashley (Renaissance girl) to talk about tutoring and thesis-writing; ran into Julie (one of the other teaching assistants) who was on her way to her tutor group and talked with her; came home and worked (worked!); Mark called round for a minute cos he'd run into some friends and was staying in Belfast to have dinner with them; talked with Maggie, Mary, Sveta (Russian archaeologist) and Laura (pharmacist) in Guthrie; watched Mastermind, The Closer (yay, new US cop show!) and something of The Unteachables (punctuation kung-fu!). It was a good day, so consequently there's not a lot to talk about :)
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So yesterday I met up with Julie and Michael, who are the other two teaching assistants on the module I'm doing. Then today, we met up with the lecturers, Shaun and Daniel, and a new post-doc guy called James. We also got to arrange our tutorial times. I've got one on a Monday, an hour after the lecture, then two in a row on Thursday, but in different rooms. None of them are situated in the English school; one's in the History school, another's in the Nursing school and the last is in the Elmwood Centre, which is next to the Geography building.

I think I might actually know what I'm doing now. The first tutorial is covered by a compare/contrast exercise included in the module pack anyway, so I don't have to think too hard about it. Really, it all depends on the students themselves, if they're the talkative kind or the sit-very-still-and-maybe-they-won't-know-I'm-here kind.

I was reading some of the extra material last night and realised I've become so used to close-reading Dickens, I've forgotten how to do it for anything else lol. Especially poetry; I was looking at The Rape of the Lock and thinking, "Now, how do I do this again?"

I still need to register for this year; this is my last day to do it.

The campus has been filling up as the undergrads begin to return. Normally, this freaks me out, because I get used to a half-empty campus and get very possessive about it, but this year, I'm relieved to see people back. I got dull this summer when there were no people about; by the end of August I was looking forward to the undergrad invasion. I guess that goes to show I really am ready to leave academia.

Oh yes, and I got told off by the cleaner this morning. Apparently, it's against health and safety regulations to keep anything other than plates and cups in overhead cupboards. Apparently it's to conserve space. So now, instead of taking up just two cupboards, my stuff takes up four. And how does this save room? What was so unhealthy about having a couple of saucepans in an overhead cupboard anyway? I've never heard of any such regulations before in the university accommodation I've been in. Ugh. I told Maggie about this and she didn't know about it either, and she's a sub-warden in the place >:8 The cleaners actually took it upon themselves to shift my stuff yesterday morning; I was so pissed off at them. I'm starting to dread the flat filling up with people; there's going to be no space for anyone.
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I met up with Ruth, LJ and Lesley yesterday evening, had dinner, slabbered about nothing in particular, then went to Ruth and LJ's and watched CSI and Muppets. And this morning I met with Lesley again, and we went down town and had lunch with LJ. I haven't seen those two in ages. Lesley has got her PGCE and has a teaching post from September, LJ's talking about leaving Debenhams to do a PGCE as well, and Ruth's planning to do a law conversion course. That just leaves me without a career plan beyond "Ooo, this sounds interesting!" Well, I'd really like to get into publishing, but it's highly competitive and I don't have anything to make me stand out particularly (education swallowed my life! Plus I'm lazy).

Ach, we'll see. I don't have to go straight from PhD to ideal job. I'm allowed to hand in my notice a few times. And I have the best-selling author thing going on, y'know >:)

I discovered Belfast's Forbidden Planet on Friday. Talk about feeling out of place - non-goth, unaccompanied girl in a comic store *freaks* Once I realised, "No, they're not staring at me like a museum exhibit," though, I had fun browsing.

PhD work has stalled. I don't have an angle for the third chapter, and I'm treading water in redrafting my second. I'm supposed to be looking for comparable articles in other Victorian periodicals to Dickens's "A December Vision", but I have to order the periodicals up from the library basement and it's a hash down there; I ordered up something yesterday and they still haven't found it today. I'm sleepy and would much rather be reading novels for fun or going to the movies.

[Edit:] Or doing memes - stolen from [livejournal.com profile] wispykitty

"Anyone who cares to, ask me a favorite five list. Then put this in your journal and see what people want to know about you and your habits."


Jul. 7th, 2005 11:01 am
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-I wrote a covering letter to send with the faulty copy of The Phantom of the Opera. I bought it an age ago and when I got around to reading it, I found that pages 91-138 had been replaced by a reprint of pages 43-90 :8

-I finished reading The Victorian Periodical Press, which turned out to be not helpful at all for my thesis, but interesting nevertheless.

-I went down town and wandered about Waterstones for a while, but there was nothing I wanted to buy.

-I met up with Ruth for pizza. She'd just got back from the US with her parents. She was in Yellowstone, Las Vegas and San Francisco, and other places that I can't remember now, but she didn't get to New York, which is her favourite place in the world. We talked about time travel paradoxes, CSI and living for the holidays.

-I came home and watched To the Ends of the Earth. I kept wanting to slap the hero for being a complete bastard.

-I had two dreams: one involved me trying to hide a group of clones bred for transplants (kinda like Spares, or that new Ewan McGregor movie The Island) from this evil millionaire, and the other involved my sister Sharon making custom ponies. She customized a sitting plush with the Bat symbol in pink(!) and she customized my North Star as well.

-Philip's coming up some time later today to get a chair from Mark's house, and he's giving me a lift home cos I've got an appointment with the hairdresser before the holiday weekend. Oh yes, forgot to mention: Mark left yesterday to go climb Mount Kenya and then have a safari.

-I'd like to go on another "research trip" to London, but my funding stops at the end of September and I have to think about paying rent and so forth next semester.

-Listening to Live's album Throwing Copper reminds me of [livejournal.com profile] daisydayes, cos there's a song on it called "The Dam at Otter Creek" and another called "Waitress".

[Edit]-Shit. Russell Square was the Underground station closest to the place I stayed while in London.

[Edit 2]-And this just a day after London got the 2012 Olympics (which I was not expecting at all; I thought Paris would get it for sure). *bites lip* I hope Jenny's ok. I texted her, but the mobile phone networks are giving priority to the emergency services, so heaven knows when she'll get through.

[Edit 3]-She's ok. Jenny's ok; Ruth was in touch with her *wipes brow*


Jan. 10th, 2005 05:08 pm
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AND I read (ok, skimmed) through all missed entries! Eed's Target ghost, Auntie's fish, Daisy's babysitting Pullips, Spoosh's comic strip, Dava's jury duty, Sparky's school horrors, Kat's Harry Potter fixes, everything!!! All the way back to Foofy's renaming her Frilly Frocks boutique. *collapses*

Nothing interesting happened to me. I did lots of hoovering and ironing and washing and drying clothes. I also did lots of sleeping in until the afternoon and staying up much later than I should have done. I watched news, which I never get to do when I'm in Belfast. I did some reading for uni, but probably not as much as I should have done (it's never as much as I should have done). I FINALLY got to see The Incredibles!!! I now want to be Mirage. *adds to "things I want which only exist in the movies" list* The carpet has been laid in my room. There is no word about whether Mum and Dad's Gran Canaria trip has been booked, and they gave them the dates they wanted back in December. Mum is still reluctant to go and has been looking for any way out she can. We have some minister-in-training shadowing our church congregation (I think this is the part of the course labelled "How not to do it"). Big Cat Week on BBC1 was brilliant as usual. Criminal Intent second season begins Wednesday on Channel 5, which I can't get in Belfast *weeps* but Sharon has promised me she'll tape it for me *rejoices*. The ads they've been using for it plaster a big grin on my face. Bobby's standing in a shadowed corner, going on about how he can read your mind and freak you out, while shots from the programme are projected on to the walls on either side. Sharon said, "He's a creepy man." I said, "Yes he is. That's kinda the point."

And now I'm back in Belfast. I need to do some serious work so I can give Leon something at the end of January. I went today and bought lot and lots of lovely food, except for vegetables, which I'm realising I will have to buy on a day-to-day basis, because I just have no way of keeping it fresh, the fridge is just too small. I now have a George Foreman grill and a DVD player, and also a hot water bottle which doesn't leak. Queen's have a team on University Challenge tonight, trying to get into either the quarter or the semi-finals (I can't remember if University Challenge holds quarter finals or not). Obviously, I'd support Queen's whoever the other team was, but they're up against an Oxbridge college, so of course I want them to thoroughly whup their candy asses!

I have a vague notion for the background milieu for a novel, which has grown out of my Perdita ideas, and which has become attached to a random scrap of writing which I did because I was bored and wanted to write, and I was still buzzing from Blade Trinity at the time, so my original idea for it was kind of vampiry, but this other notion has blown it out of the water. I've also written an opening section for a mystery/police procedural/suspense thriller. I have no idea where the story will go from that, but I really like what I've got so far *marks both down in "things I must do when I finish the PhD" list*

An old alternative-universe version of Criminal Intent has come back to haunt me recently. All tall, dark, strong-looking men with mysterious, angst-ridden pasts are henceforth to be nicknamed "Puppy," because I say so.

I will do some memes some other time because I am hungry and need to go feed myself.
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