The sun is shining earlier now, which helps me get out of bed. Thank god we do not follow daylight savings time — the thought that it would be an hour darker now makes me shudder.
It is spring this week, and as soon as the two feet of snow melts it will start to look like it? Though there’s a good start on melting. My front road is now a mud bog.
Ah, Spring
We’ve had one of our spring break snowstorms. Over a foot of snow so far with plenty of shoveling opportunities. The real joy is that a snow day has already been called for Monday, so my Spring Break vacation gets extended an extra day. After five days in fabulous, but hectic New York City, having a few days to lounge at home is lovely.
This work week is going to be a long, slow one. After all, how can I get excited about a normal work week when it’s vacation time next week. New York City, here I come!
How long can one woman sit on the couch? Well, if I’m anything to go by, it can be a long, long time. I worked from home all day, and then decided to continue my “Bones” marathon. I’m standing as much as I can tomorrow.
Now I’m changing positions. It is time to go prone. It’s laying on the couch time!
How did I end up spending hours in Second Life today? It amazes me that when I go away for awhile, I can still jump right back in and spend hours in the place. I’m checking out the new Mesh-style clothing, which is interesting. i may even have pictures later. Now? I’m cleaning up some inventory!
I’m catching up on the “Once Upon a Time” series and finding it often fun, but how can this series succeed for more than one or two seasons at the most? Won’t we get tired of all the shenanigans and want our main characters to recover their storybook memories? How long can this last?
I’m not sure I even remember how to post to my blog. I miss poor DilettanteVille, but I wonder how many bloggers slowed down on posting, or quit entirely, when Twitter and Facebook entered their lives?
I was reading Entertainment Weekly last week and I didn’t get one of the cultural references in a joke. I decided it was time to catch up on the current major cultural phenomenon around. Yes, I am watching the Twilight films.
Last week I waded through the first film, Twilight. Tonight it’s New Moon. I don’t think I’m the intended audience for this vat of wimpy moodiness.
At least there are werewolves to lighten the mood. Plus we get Michael Sheen, an actor that I love. He plays Volturi, the leader of vampires. Why do all vampire leaders come across so decadently? I’d love to see a jolly fat one.
I will not be standing in line to see the upcoming Eclipse. I might eventually get around seeing it on DVD when I’m needing some snooze time.
My birthday was Monday. I became older. I survived it.
I’ve watched the penultimate episode of Lost and am now ready for the grand finale. So, who is going to live? Who will die? Will it be a satisfying ending or something unsettling that does not satisfy? I guess I’ll have to wait until Sunday night. What will happen to Hurley?
Hurley is my favorite character. I will so miss him when the show is over. Here’s one of my favorite scenes:
Barking dogs. That’s what I have in my house. Two dogs, one who barks a lot, and one who is in a rare mood to bark. Of course, it could be that his rare bout of barking is in reaction to my blowing in his face.
I stumbled upon the comic book version of The Guild, which I am enjoying. This led me to view both “seasons” 1 and 2 of the web episodes.
I have to admit, I do like Felicia Day and the characters created. It helps that I’ve had fun with Second Life so much, and though the game that the Guild plays (World of Warcraft type game?) is different than Second Life, that whole creating a role to play is familiar.
Season 3 is my next viewing fun this week. I tell you, there’s just too much clever TV and web programming to keep up with. In honor of the fun that Felicia Day offers, here’s there video “Do You Wanna Date My Avatar?”:
Lost’s episode “The Candidate” that I watched tonight, packed quite a wallop. I’m still recovering. How to handle these last few episodes? I guess keep a box of hankies handy, something to sooth the nerves, and the willingness to accept what will happen, happens.
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