... and just because I'm bored to death, today. A few Merlin-vids, ( for your enjoyment )

Enjoy!

Just watched the two latest episodes of NCIS. That urge to shoot someone? Is growing ever stronger...

First Jet Lag, which - honestly? - was filled with 'meaningful looks' and 'carefully crafted hints'. I call'em anvils, myself. Big, heavy anvils, dropping on our heads.

So let's say the ending, where it was strongly hinted that, yes, Tony and Ziva shared a bed in that hotel room in Paris, was true. Then why the heck is Tony sightseeing all alone? Paris is the city of romance, yes? Also... OMFG, would you stop leaving your witness alone all the time?

Second... Masquerade. I didn't mind that episode so much... but WTF happened in those last few seconds?

Seriously? Gibbs is mad (understandably) that lawyer-lady has entered his house while he was at work. He's mad about a lot of things. One of them is that she's been taking pro bono-work that puts her in Gibbs' path. And next thing you know, they're about to kiss? WTF?

At this point I pretty much don't care about the whys and the wherefores - I'm just thoroughly annoyed at the frankly sucky story-telling.

Are we supposed to believe that all that hate and anger we've been seeing between Gibbs and Lawyer-lady was really attraction? If so... guys, you really need to join my writer's class ASAP.

Or are we supposed to believe that Lawyer-lady is wildly attracted (or just playing a game to get close) to Gibbs? And that Gibbs has realized that and is now playing along to get intel? Because if so... OMFG, I feel like I need a shower and I'm just watching the show! 

So... on the upside? My cold has gotten marginally better. I was in bed all day yesterday with fever to the point where I'd lay in bed for a couple of hours before I stopped shaking. :-(

Waking up today, fever-free? Made my whole day, all by itself! :-)

We're having some writers here, which is interesting. It's always interesting hearing about how others do what you want to do professionally.

The guy we had today, though? Can we all say: arrogant?

Maybe you do need to think that you've got the one right way of doing it. I don't know. I'm not writing for a living (yet!). But to outright state that Stephen King's doing it wrong? I mean... you can argue that you don't like his books. You can even argue that they're badly written. But you can hardly argue that he's a success as a writer.

Yeah. I'm no big fan of fundamentalists. I would really have liked him - just once - to have said: This is how I do it. You'll find your own way of doing it.

... would've been nice to have him qualify that with: This is what I've learned through trial and error. Skip the errors I now point out to you, and everything will be so much easier.

Yes and yes.

I was on vacation with my mom, my aunt and my uncle and we're sitting in this sweet little courtyard, waiting for our food. The weather's perfect. We've just spent the day driving around, seeing the sights. There's soft piano-music drifting over the wall behind us, from the restaurant next door.

And the three of them? Hauls out their cell-phones and starts texting everyone. I'm like: Hey, guys? I'm sitting right here!

In this case, I'd say it's a generation-thing. These people in their late forties and early fifties have finally gotten friends they can text with. Yay! So, gosh darnit, they're going to text them! Me? I'm more old-school (or would that be: new school?) in that when I'm in the moment, I'm in the moment experiencing it to the fullest. Maybe, when I'm in the car on my way home I'll text someone about this great day we've just had. When we get home, and I'm in my bed before falling to sleep, maybe I'll text someone. But sitting at a table, with actual people around to talk to? HELL no!

First off, thanks zooz ! ;-P

A. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
B. Tag seven people to do the same.
C. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag "whoever wants to do it."

1: I hate washing and polishing windows with the passion of a thousand fiery suns. So mostly I look out at the world through a nice thick layer of filth.

2: I don't shave my legs more than twice a year. I don't see the point, TBH.

3: I love, love, love the movie Wing Commander. No, I don't know why.

4: I re-read Frank Herbert's Dune-series every five or ten years. I always see something new that I hadn't noticed before.

5: I hate having my face under water - and even in the shower, I try not to have the spray running down my face.

6: My nails, especially my thumb-nails tend to split in two, thickness-wise. I can often peel off a whole layer off of the top of the nail. (Fortunately only the tip, though).

7: I have big dark birth-marks around my body that I take great pains to cover in sun-lotion before going out in the summer. Even if I'm only going shopping.

I tag... oh, well, here goes: b_sweens , fabularasa , green_grrl , ph290 , m_dk , psychedk , pepper_field 

Enjoy, you guys. Or, y'know, ignore... ;-)

Okay, okay, I owe someone a big apology for saying that I didn't find Colin hot.

Just watched him in Doctor Who. It's amazing what a black T-shirt, some rings and armbands and a really nice haircut can do for his hotness-level. Yowza!

... now I have a sudden craving for that Colin. Either in Doctor Who crossovers with Merlin - or in Merlin AU's...

My new beginning has... begun. I'm sitting in my room at the boarding school, after a grueling four hours of introductions - including a 2-hour treasure-hunt up and down in a labyrinthine, thee-story (complete with several creepy basements), three-wing building and outside in sub-zero temperatures in the pitch black night to look for well-hidden pieces of paper. You... might have warned us we were going to have to hike 300 yards in one direction to find just one of the ones outside so we could've dressed properly, you know. *feels ill-treated*

Anyway... so far it seems like a nice place. We're 32 in all of which 3 have been here before. I'm guesstimating that 10-15 of them are on my course, so that's going to be a lot of fun tomorrow.

On the downside... they're such kids! Seriously. Barely a one of them over 25. God, I feel old, now. And it totally doesn't help that one of them asked me: "So you're not worried about being mistaken for one of the teachers, then." Oh, thanks, girl! :-(

Well... no matter. I'm here for what I can learn - not to make friends or party like it's 2010. I'll get along with them just fine, but right now? I really doubt I'm going to be fast friends with any of them.

Ah hell... I'm sure the whole world will look brighter after a good night's sleep. :-)

Because how could I not? Also... *shakes fist* damn you psychedk ;-)

( Here be a long damn list! )


Am I watching too much TV?

... nah... ;-)

I spend my new-years eve with a good friend. We eat good food, watch good TV-shows (or a couple of good movies) and generally just enjoy ourselves quietly. If we remember, and don't get too engrossed in whatever we're watching, we do watch Dinner for one, which is a new-years tradition I grew up with. And then we watch the bells chime in the new year and wish each other a happy new year, and go outside to watch the fireworks go up. One thing I don't do - period - is fireworks. I enjoy professional and semi-professional fireworks from a safe distance, but actually lighting that fuse? No way!

I do text my family to wish them a happy new year at some point along the evening, though.

I want to wish my f-list a very merry Christmas. At some points in the past year you've been my anchors to sanity - at other times you've been the pillars that kept me out of the muck. Thank you. :-)

And in that spirit, I finally got an ancient fic published - a tag for the lovely Requiem-episode from NCIS - over on my dreamwidth.

So... guess what I got in my mail today from Photobucket? ( Behind a cut to spare everyone )

Apparently, my love for McShep is personal enough to give gifts that "personal touch".

I'll consider it, Photobucket, I really will! XD

No, no, I'm serious. Check out this post. No, really. Right now. I should probably warn you that it's not safe for having co-workers anywhere near you when you read it.

Thank me later - and check out the rest of the com while you're at it. James T. Kock-sucker deserves to be recognized for posterity... ROFLMAO!

Wow - just woke from a really odd dream. I dreamt that we were in a very large canoe, sailing placidly through the reed-sea behind one of the local towns (and trust me when I say that the only water (save the ocean) that's anywhere near this - is a small, artificial pond). So... we enjoy this quiet ride - and then Ride of the valkyries starts out of hidden loud-speakers and we're rushing across a hanging bridge as the big finale to this canoe-trip.

Well... at least that's what I think. In reality, it's the beginning of a crazy-ass roller-coaster-ride. Ups, downs, loops, corkscrews. The last bit's even inverted (and don't ask me how we're suddenly hanging with our feet dangling. It's a dream, yeah?).

And throughout this crazy trip - I'm laughing! I'm enjoying it. Which is far and away the oddest thing about this dream, because in real life I hate roller-coasters. I might go on the really tame ones with just a single fall along the way. Or the ancient one in Tivoli in Copenhagen, which goes up and down and up and down and... you get the picture, yeah? But this dream one? I was laughing!

... I sure as heck hope it heralds good things for my future life-changing experience... :-)

Oh... man. This ad makes me laugh hard (and drool, just a little). Could we get more of these, hunh? Just to balance out all the scantily clad women in ads?

Okay, just had a ( Merlin-binge )

My thoughts.... ( behind a cut )

May I direct your attention, Rickman-fans, to the video on this page titled: I'm too sexy. Because... man, he is... *drools discreetly*

Enjoy!