2002-11-30 - 11:10 p.m.
The Leo/Donna/Margaret opus is up on fandomination.net, if you want to read it. I'm not posting it to the lists yet, for I'm not in the mood to deal with Yahoo mail.
Am I ever?
Oh, well.
So, Thanksgiving was the normal mish mash of casual discussion - 'The Sopranos' was the most discussed topic, for it's the only show me, my father, my mother, and my brother all watch - and wondering if my father would melt if he spent more than a few moments with his family at a time. And, for the record, I didn't screw up anything, much to my own amazement. The green bean casserole is almost gone, which disturbs me. It's the best part of this holiday, now it's gone! All gone!
Sorry. I don't know why I got all overdramatic there. *shrug*
And, my mother watched 'Storytelling' which she hated more than I did, if that's even possible. She pointed out the 'American Beauty' ref - it was so obvious, I have no clue how I missed it. I suppose I'd just fallen into a hateful/bored haze by that point, and not even lame mockeries of one of my favorite movies could pierce my hardened shell.
That's what I'm assuming, anyway. Also, I finally saw 'Enough,' which was pretty bad. It was somewhat amusing, though, to count the number of bizarre/nonsensical plot twists. Billy Campbell was pretty terrible, too - well, how do I reasonably expect him to go from 'Once and Again' to a J.Lo flick smoothly? And the kid was pretty irksome. There was a really good Aimee Mann song, though. I wuv her. And the J.Lo song (written with her soon-to-be ex-hubby) was *hee-lair-e-ous.*
(Please note that that's my phonetic spelling of Meldrick's pronunciation of hilarious. It's been so long since I've made a random 'Homicide' mention, I felt I should clarify.)
Last night, I didn't get to sleep until 5:30 - it was really annoying, since I was too tired to read, write, or even watch a movie, but my brain kept on working. I started wondering about all these things, what I'll do with my life, if I'll never be semi-successful in my wanted profession. Why I can't talk to my Grandma without it becoming tense and strange.
Then, I started thinking about really *stupid* things, like how many 'TWW' cast members John Spencer has kissed (or looked like he was just about to kiss) - 4, I think, unless he hasn't kissed Allison Janney. I'm not sure, but I feel like he should've - how many instances of innappropiate behaviour or odd interactions between 'TWW' cast members there have been - too many to count - and how many times Kevin Spacey has randomly sung in public - many, many, but I don't remember the count - until I realized I was becoming exactly the type of freakish fan Josh in 'Arctic Radar' was condescending to. Although I was obsessing about *two* separate things, so there.
(And, just to mention 'AR' w/o spoilers - I liked it. I still want Christian Slater to leave five minutes ago, but I'll still distrubingly delighted every time Josh Malina comes on screen. And, for the record and not going into any detail, I would disagree with all of the women on the army issue.)
So, I listened to the dumbest book on tape Kevin Spacey recorded - 'Exceptional Clearance' - and just shut off my brain while he did a series of horrible imitations of various women. I fell asleep somewhere during the second side of the first tape, and I have the lame prose to thank.
Must remember this during future instances of insomnia.
And, in writing, I will say that the 'Scrubs' answer to the sound challenge is ostenibly done, but it really sucks. Of the three I've done for it, the Chloe/Lana is the best, but I've yet to tweak it properly. And the Donna/Margaret one is iffy - the more I work on it, the less it has to do with sound. And Donna's hard to read - and, while I have a reason for her behaviour, I fear that others will see her treatment of Margaret as poor characterization. Either I leave it as it is, change it, or invite people into my head. Or trust the audience to be smart enough to read between the lines.
Yeah, I think I'm going to go with the last one.
Oh, and I've made plans to see '8 Mile.' I may regret this, but I'm not backing out. Because last time I backed out, we saw 'Ghost Ship' - crap! - and she wasn't pleased.
So, I'm going to scram now.
