one of our heads is destined for tinfoil

Yesterday after work I went on a longer than normal bike ride in search of a bike trail I hadn't used before. It was glorious-- I spied lots of brightly colored critters, a black tomcat who looked like he could mess me up, and a pizza joint. I could be like Bill Clinton, biking to restaurants! (Vali frowns on this scheme.) Then I stopped off at the health food store and tried a carrot, apple, beet and ginger juice drink. Which is a lot tastier than it sounds. It restored my spirits quite a lot. And I finally finished the Hot Fuzz moodtheme I've been tinkering on, hopefully that all works.

violetisblue had an early doctor's appointment, so I'm up. Lucky you!

Reading
Not too much as of late. I finished Fingersmith by Sarah Waters right before vacation a couple of weeks ago and it popped the top off my little peanut head quite nicely. Seriously, it's an amazing book, one of those where you think you're reading one thing, and it's nothing like that at all, and the reversals and deviousness keep piling up and piling up and oh man. I incoherently loved it.

Have been slogging through The Museum of Dr. Moses by Joyce Carol Oates and cannot get into these ten short stories. Saturday I started one called "Feral" and just lost it ala Tom Servo in the Gamera films: you take everything good and you rip my heart out! *glub glub* Will take it back unfinished.

And I picked up a copy of "Westcountry Mysteries" off Ebay last week. The first true thrilling tale is called "The Beast of Exmoor." It couldn't *possibly* be a wild cat who was killing sheep because the wildlife pickings were particularly thin one year, oh noes! It were a mysterious raging hellbeast! Good times.


Watching
The Sarah Jane Adventures. Couple of things: 1. I love it, 2. When did Sarah Jane get hot? I always thought she was pretty before but never rang any bells and now it's all NOM NOM NOM all the time, and 3. Crotchwoot wishes it had a tenth of the dignity these kids get to have. We watched Whatever Happened to Sarah Jane last night. violetisblue thinks it's a good cross between It's a Wonderful Life and Hellraiser, which is just about perfect.

Last week's Doctor Who wasn't as bad as the trailer made it look, but that would've been pretty hard to do as it made me feel like an un-MSTed Hobgoblins episode. It ultimately get a thumbs-down from me because the civilization that has been screwing up for umpteen berdillion centuries before the Doctor and his gang come along and solve everything in 13 minutes? How many of these episodes does a gal need exactly? But has little bits in it that were fantastic, and most of them had to do with Doctor-Donna. Doctor-Donna makes me squee. It makes me want to put on the tinfoil hat and basically never take it off. It's not anything they did specifically in this ep that did it, it's more of an overall feeling of "See that Donna over thar? She are Teh Boss of Me." Oh merciful heavens yes. She tells him to jump and he says how high. NOM NOM NOM NNNOOMRRRRGHHHHHH.

Please let me change the subject before I lose the remaining shreds of my dignity.

Gardening
I planted some asparagus crowns this weekend. The instructions said they don't like cold damp soils, so naturally the day after I planted them we had 30 mph winds and about an inch of rain. Still, here's hoping. The garden is amazing, actually-- mostly what I'm doing is weeding, composting, and trying to stay out of the way while it does its thing. Yesterday when I Freecycling one of my young maple trees my neighbor runs out and says, "I hope you don't mind, I have a lilac bush that's under a tree and it doesn't get enough shade. Would you mind taking it off my hands? And I was like, um, well, see the thing is OF COURSE I'LL TAKE IT OMG. She's such a nice lady. This weekend am going to stimulate the economy by getting a couple more bleeding heart plants for the front bed.


Fan Stuff
A lot of that lately. I finished all my crafty stuff for Mediawest: Flying Spaghetti Monsters and some Harry Potter themed knitted stuff. The latter I'm going to try and sell at the art auction. Considering no one has more than two nickels to rub together I *probably* could've picked a better year to start doing this, but fuck it.

Am finished choosing pictures for a Hot Fuzz moodtheme and am only waiting on someone who promised me a .gif of Nicholas Angel jumping over fences for "bouncy" and "hyper". Anyone else know how to make an animated .gif? *paces paces*

Am also almost but not quite finished as well with the first draft of a Hot Fuzz story written with annlarimer. It's about swans. Last night I cracked the 7000 word mark, 'crack' being the action word in this sentence.

Pepsi Points
65, w00t! Am thinking either the 2GB thumb drive, but I think I should be good and get Mom a digital keychain for when I go visit.

Pepsi Loot so far
Meerkat Manor Vol. 2
The French Chef Box Set Vol. 1
Casino Royale
Noise Cancellation Headphones
Witch Hunter Robin anime box set

Yes, I am a pig.

I have the sweetest, silliest wyfe in the world, exhibit Q--

With permission, here are scans of fannish drawerings Vali made me for Valentine's Day, in which Nicholas and Danny, Doctors Five and Ten and their Masters, Romana, Sam and Gene, Tim and Daisy, and Bernard and Manny confess their true feelinks for one another. Writing and art direction done by the cats.

( Clickee for viewee )

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

annlarimer made Hot Fuzz Valentines.

O.O

They're. So. CUTE! Defenses are crumbling! ARGH!

--Buffy comic, virtual season eight, number eight. I was reading it and wondering why it seemed so familiar, and wouldn't you know it? The downside to this largesse is that you get the really upsetting cover that has Faith drowing Buffy. o.O

--Lesbian Pulp Fiction: The Sexually Intrepid World of Lesbian Paperback Novels 1950-1955. violetisblue and I are the worst lesbians in the world. I mean, we totally flunk. When I'm not spending a good portion of my waking hours figuring out how to get two policemanofficers from the West Country to fall in love, Vali is singeing my eyebrows off with Doctor/Master slash.

Speaking of, you really should read Vali's and jonquil's latest story, Velleity. And then join bestenemies. And then give them all your money and toys. ::slobber::

And then when you've picked yourself off the floor read annlarimer's Curse of the Cuddly Monkey and fall right back down again with lols. This story has completely ended me.


Ahh, good times. I had a nice three days off. I even got stuff done that I wanted to do, for a change. I've been exercising a bit more and that's making me feel a little bit better. This is my favorite exercise tape. It's the perfect combination of catchy rhythms and lots of different kinds of jiggly eyecandy being put through their paces by a friendly gay man. With the whole yoga and pilates craze I sometimes feel as if I'm the only one in the world who still likes step aerobics. It's even harder to find step aerobics routines that don't sound like they're set to your little brother's Casio, but I'll manage. It'll be biking season in a couple of months anyway.

Last night we watched the latest remake of Persuasion on PBS. It was lovely, yet there was something missing, namely why on Earth would anyone want to be with Anne Elliot. Sally Hawkins seems like a wonderful actress, but it looked like a pretty thankless job to act stunned at things for 90 solid minutes. Giles, OTOH, looked hot as a 19th century Krillitane. It suits him. Here's hoping Northanger Abbey will be a little bit better. The book was a hoot.

And I'm learning to cook without consulting recipes. It's weird.

I did other stuff too, but now I can't remember what it was. Watching The Five Doctors (my choice) has put me into a pleasant little coma.