The Rabbit Hole

Kidding! I'm just making sure to say a very Happy Birthday! to my roommate moonlightalice. Even though she's deep in the jungles of far-flung Asia (and/or on one of many, many plane rides she and wellgull will be taking back and forth), I thought it only right and proper to wish her all the bestest. I mean, right now, she's not at work or worrying over stupid law schools, so that's probably a pretty excellent birthday right there. It also highlights one of the things I admire most about her, and that's her determination to go places and have new experiences, which I, a desperate loner and a homebody, would know nothing about.

Happy Birthday to moonlightalice! Hope the mosquitos are leaving you alone! (Did you bring that bag of blood like I said?)

It is my roommate's birthday, so I (and Leonard Nimoy's head) wish him all the very bestest. Today, you may pun in peace, and we all just have to let it happen because it's your day. Here's to someone with whom I have tremendous fun, whether playing board games with (or against, ha ha ha) or just generally shooting the shit about which personages of historical importance we think are Templars. (I still don't get it: if Hamilton is a Templar, and Burr is an Assassin, what the hell is Jefferson?) Here's to someone who reads the maddening forwards I send and sends back pictures of kitties. Here's so a man who geeks out about politics with me and who beats the harder parts of games while I watch so I don't have to!

Have a great one! Happy Birthday <lj user="wellgull">!

It was my mother's birthday on Friday, and I took her and my second mother out to dinner and had a grand old time of it. On Saturday, we celebrated with presents. I got her a Star Trek bathrobe, which, because it was the "Uhura" version, was quite short. (My sister's advice, "Oh, you can wear that without bottoms. Just don't bend over to pick anything up.") I also got her some pumpkin-scented shower gel and lotion, but what she really loved was the casserole dish I bought her. (She'd lost her 2.5-quart casserole dish ages ago, so I picked one up online.) It was a good birthday all around--even my Dad managed to find a really nice down coat that actually fit her. He, bless, frequently buys her clothes of the size he thinks she is rather than the size she is--always in the flattering direction, but still. And my other siblings got her a photo scanner, with which she'll busy herself just as soon as someone helps her set it up.

Because my mother also disappeared for hours and hours on the weekend to go to a shower for a friend's niece, I got to catch up on my Doctor Who. It took me ages to start in on the second season of Eleven's tenure. I liked the first season okay--it was certainly better than where Ten left off--but it never clicked with me. I disliked Amy Pond immensely. The second season, though, once I started in, has been fantastic. I'm still two episodes from finishing it--NO SPOILERS I WILL KILL YOU WITH FIRE--and I was hard-pressed to put it aside last night for sleep. I'll see if I can't get it finished tonight some time.

What really helped is that they settled Eleven's character a bit better. The show got comfortable with his being lot meaner, lightening it where necessary with his love of the absurd, which I enjoy. It's very Fourth Doctor-y, and, as you can guess from my icon, I <3<3<3<3<3 Four. I don't want the Doctor to be some huggly teddy-bear. He's a goddamned genius psycho alien with Issues. He should be really weird at all times, with an undercurrent of the slightly sinister. The fact that he's awkward about mushy human stuff is just delightful icing on the silly-serious cake.

Happy Belated Birthday to ivy03 ! I hope you woke up to the dulcet tones of a British butler and smiled this morning. And potentially yesterday. Whenever you plugged that baby in. I hope it actually woke you, too. Happy Birthday to someone whose enthusiasm for fun things never flags; whose wide-ranging interests are as interesting as they are diverse; and whose good cheer is a balm to me and many others. Happy 29th!

And a very Happy Birthday to once and possibly future roommate ecmyers ! It's totally awesome that it's your birthday, but it's kinda totally sucky that we won't get to celebrate together. I would totally treat "you" to more Korean BBQ. (Okay, so it would kinda be a treat to me.) But that's how awesome a friend you are: you introduced me to, like, the best food ever. Consider this a solid IOU for dinner and another trip down to Philly where you and I and feiran can go on an extended bike ride/roller-blading session. Until then, stay the sort of person who is always quick witted and usually too sarcastic for his own good; the kind of person who you can trust to share your troubles and make your triumphs all the sweeter; and the type of guy who's totally up for anything, no matter how insane it seems at first glance. (You can always write about it, after all.) Have a great one!

Yesterday, I was over the moon. It was a good day, start to finish, with only the most minor of idiocy bumps in the otherwise smooth and open road. Everything was coming up TrinityVixen.

Today, I was woken up by the sound of my cat puking on my rented textbook. It's like the universe wanted me to know that the fun? She was over.

Happy Birthday to my best friend, feiran ! Truly, this has been a momentous year, filled with lots of life changes. In your case, all for the better. In mine, less so, 'cause, you know, maybe I, like, miss you a little (sometimes).

This is also a milestone year for she and I as we will have known each other for TEN YEARS at this point. For those of you not in the know, we met our freshman year at the Columbia University Science Fiction Society. I exposed my general ignorance of literature and declared the literary heroine I most admired/wanted to be like was the Dark Phoenix. feiran  came up to me and was all "YOU LIKE X-MEN COMICS?! I LIKE THEM. LET US BE FRIENDS." Why she'd want to be friends with someone who just declared that a genocidal super-being was her favorite person is still somewhat beyond me. But it worked out okay in the end. Much abuse, and many, many years of cohabitation later--TEN YEARS TO BE PRECISE--and we're still going, even in separate cities. Let's hope that continues for another decade.

A decade. Holy God, am I old. Lucky for me, feiran  is older (for the next 3.5 months)!

Happy Birthday wishes to my friend and co-Twilight Scene It-winning teammate kent_allard_jr  as well! You, sir, are a gentleman and scholar and an extremely good sport about all the dolphin-rape-related teasing we heap on your just about every time we all hang out. We kid because we love!

Have a great one, solstice babies!

( Happy 60th Birthday Mom! )

In less sappy news, I came across this latest reboot rumor. I somehow managed to forget that they were remaking Escape from New York. I'm with the commentary on this post: why reboot when you can just get Kurt Russell to do it as an even older, even crotchety-ier Snake? This comment exchange, however, wins at life:
BlueLightRosie: Would just like to see a new iconic character, maybe inspired by Snake, then [sic] doing remake. But then we wouldn't be talking about the movie this early.
ManchuCandidate: Cobra Johnson in Staying in Boise!
BlueLightRosie: Already a better movie.

Former CIA superspy, Cobra Johnson, has chosen to retire lay low in Boise working middle management at a box factory. But his attempt to blend in have failed. Mainly due to his eye patch, hideous scar and pension for threatening the the copy machine with a Walther PPK. But oddly no one really seems to care that he is putting on this charade, untill...

A greedy up-and-comer from the mail room sells Cobra out to his enemies. Now Cobra must stand and fight and do all he can to stay in Boise.

I confess I LOL'D.

Apologies to shell524 for not wishing you a happy birthday yesterday. I hope it was a good one, full of much BBQ. Here's to your Happy Birthday and many more!

I would like to apologize for being a day late in wishing fellow April-baby cbreakr the happiest of birthdays. I was locked away studying yesterday, my apologies. I hope the day was a happy and fulfilling one. Happy (belated) Birthday!

There are some things you can't help. It was not my choice to, a month before I'm to leave my current position, attend an all-day seminar about shipping dangerous goods. ( Happy Birthday to me. )

On a happier note, for my birthday, my roommates got me an awesome and delcious cake (and the entirety of Buffy the Vampire Slayer!), and moonlightalice+wellgull got me money to use at AMC theaters, which will never, ever go to waste. (I know I can now see at least a few movies that I otherwise wouldn't in theaters!) My former roommate gave me a lovely cupcake which I'm saving for when I have room in my belly again. I'm still full today because I had delicious Ethiopian food with a few folks as won't be able to make the Kick-Ass party. I have excellent friends whom I love to pieces. You all rock. It is official.

(FYI: Presents are not to be brought to the Kick-Ass party. They're not to be given to me, period. Absolutely not necessary. My present is having you come with--I know not all of you are won over by the trailers and aren't anticipating a great time. I hope that you're wrong in that regard. I hope that good food and company are worthy substitutes if the movie does not live up to its title.)