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Dec. 31st, 2009 02:52 pmI have done precious little so far since last Thursday. Fortunately 'Rest' was high on my agenda, so I count that as a win.
I have also watched some old movies on TV, including most of High Society (the beginning clashed with Doctor Who, it was a no brainer), both 'An American in Paris' and 'Singing in the Rain' and most of Wallace and Gromit: A Matter of Loaf and Death. Which adds up to more TV hours than the previous six months combined. Wallace and Gromit is always class. An American in Paris couldn't quite make up it's mind whether it was a romance or a love letter to Paris. Singing In The Rain is probably the best musical ever - I could watch Gene Kelly and Donald O'Connor muck about together forever. High Society... well, it has Grace Kelly and Bing Crosby, and it's based on a great story, so it couldn't be bad, but I prefer Philadelphia Story. Oh hey, I have an icon for that... There we go.
I have also been to meet cats at two local animal shelters. I hadn't realised how much of a palaver it is to adopt a pet over here. I have to take Flatmate to meet the prospective pet, and then they have to do a house inspection. The whole thing takes weeks. It's good that they take it seriously, but come on. Anyway, the point is that there are three or four prospects, and when Flatmate is back from her holiday I'll arrange to take her to meet them all. (She'll be thrilled, I'm sure :oP)
I also am trying to motivate myself for a clean up. 7 days into my 10 day holiday, and I'm not doing too well on that front. I went out to the Bookbarn with a load of books I decided I didn't want to keep, but they weren't taking any more paperback fiction, and I ended up leaving an hour later with more books than I arrived with. However, since I acquired a number of books that are out of print very cheaply, I regret nothing. Mary Stewart and Rosemary Sutcliffe, you are MINE. Including Warrior Scarlet, of which I remember very little apart from that I adored it when I was younger. It's got an appalling 1980s YA Fiction cover, but beggars can't be choosers, and I got the set of The Crystal Cave, The Hollow Hills and The Last Enchantment in hardcover with (slightly battered) dust jackets as well. This is my 'YAY BOOKS' face. :oD Followed swiftly by my 'Where the fuck am I going to put them' face. :oS
Tonight I'm going out for dinner with some friends, and then on to see the new year in at the pub. Much the same as the year before last, except that this time I am WELL! My Christmas Plague amounted to nothing more than a minor cold for a couple of days. I am choosing to view it as a positive sign of things to come.
Happy New Year, my lovelies. Take care of yourselves.
I have also watched some old movies on TV, including most of High Society (the beginning clashed with Doctor Who, it was a no brainer), both 'An American in Paris' and 'Singing in the Rain' and most of Wallace and Gromit: A Matter of Loaf and Death. Which adds up to more TV hours than the previous six months combined. Wallace and Gromit is always class. An American in Paris couldn't quite make up it's mind whether it was a romance or a love letter to Paris. Singing In The Rain is probably the best musical ever - I could watch Gene Kelly and Donald O'Connor muck about together forever. High Society... well, it has Grace Kelly and Bing Crosby, and it's based on a great story, so it couldn't be bad, but I prefer Philadelphia Story. Oh hey, I have an icon for that... There we go.
I have also been to meet cats at two local animal shelters. I hadn't realised how much of a palaver it is to adopt a pet over here. I have to take Flatmate to meet the prospective pet, and then they have to do a house inspection. The whole thing takes weeks. It's good that they take it seriously, but come on. Anyway, the point is that there are three or four prospects, and when Flatmate is back from her holiday I'll arrange to take her to meet them all. (She'll be thrilled, I'm sure :oP)
I also am trying to motivate myself for a clean up. 7 days into my 10 day holiday, and I'm not doing too well on that front. I went out to the Bookbarn with a load of books I decided I didn't want to keep, but they weren't taking any more paperback fiction, and I ended up leaving an hour later with more books than I arrived with. However, since I acquired a number of books that are out of print very cheaply, I regret nothing. Mary Stewart and Rosemary Sutcliffe, you are MINE. Including Warrior Scarlet, of which I remember very little apart from that I adored it when I was younger. It's got an appalling 1980s YA Fiction cover, but beggars can't be choosers, and I got the set of The Crystal Cave, The Hollow Hills and The Last Enchantment in hardcover with (slightly battered) dust jackets as well. This is my 'YAY BOOKS' face. :oD Followed swiftly by my 'Where the fuck am I going to put them' face. :oS
Tonight I'm going out for dinner with some friends, and then on to see the new year in at the pub. Much the same as the year before last, except that this time I am WELL! My Christmas Plague amounted to nothing more than a minor cold for a couple of days. I am choosing to view it as a positive sign of things to come.
Happy New Year, my lovelies. Take care of yourselves.