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I spoke too soon! A fuel pump went in Dad’s car, so I mightn’t get the money to go to Supanova after all. Aughhh!

And to top it off, my aunt is coming down from Newcastle on Saturday to see Mum. Normally I don’t mind visits from the rellies, but since Mum got really sick, it seems that I can’t do anything right in their eyes. Apparently if I have time to do my own thing, then I have too much time on my hands and I’m a lazy cow for not working.

At least, that’s what it feels like.

I finally get the okay for the $200 from Dad so I can go to Supanova. The problem: I can only go one day, on the Sunday. The reason: my nephew has to run at Nowra on Saturday, and my sister has decided to go along, probably to take photos.

Now normally she doesn’t go along when Tim runs, but the one day when it does matter to me that I can go out, she decides to go, and I have to look after Mum.

I shouldn’t complain. She does come over most Saturdays to help look after Mum, and I can go on the Sunday. For a while I wasn’t even sure I’d be able to go at all.

Just a quick note to say Happy Birthday doubletap.

Yes, I know I'm a day early, but I won't be using the computer tomorrow, and it's too damn cold to stay out here past midnight! Besides, it's the thought that counts, so Happy Birthday!

I have a question:

Why is it called “monkey sex”?

I mean, seriously. I’ve come across the term in a number of fics (and I think I’ve even used it myself) but I have no idea where the term came from.

And I don’t know why I’m stuck on that now…


Here’s hoping I can make the cut work for my meme this time.



I’ll say it again: Me bad person who hasn’t even checked LJ for ages! I have really got to learn not to do that. And yes, I know, I’ve said that before.

I’ve been trying to stabilise my life and get it into some sort of routine as now I’m an ‘assistant carer’ for my mother (and those are my sister’s words, not mine). I’m cooking dinner every night (unless I go out), and this can get complicated as nine times out of ten I have to cook something completely different for Mum than for the rest of us. She has diabetes, and there’s rather a long list of what she can and can’t have. Even my sister didn’t realise how complicated it would be. For instance, there are only one or two types of potato that Mum can have, and here I thought that a potato was a potato was a potato.

One good thing about me doing the cooking—my sister is now eating (most of) what I cook, whereas previously she wouldn’t touch my cooking, maintaining that I was trying to poison her. But now she realises that I’m the only one who can do the cooking as Mum is blind, and if she doesn’t eat it, she doesn’t eat.

On a completely different note, I found a meme on a friend’s LJ last night and decided to do it. Normally I don’t do memes, but this one I found intriguing as it involved putting your entire music list (mp3, Window’s Media Player or whatever) on shuffle and whatever song came next was attributed to a theme for a soundtrack if your life was a movie (I think I’m explaining this right). As I have quite a bit of classical music on my computer, I thought it would be interesting to see what would turn up. Here’s my soundtrack:

(Or I would put it here if LJ would let me do a cut...

I’d forgotten about the Christmas songs I have on my computer as I only play them in December. I decided to do it again, just to see what would happen (and to see if I didn’t have to cheat because a Christmas song came up at an inappropriate time). Didn’t work; Bing Crosby’s ‘Mele Kalikimaka’ came up as the “Final Battle” song, and the next one was Irene Cara’s ‘Fame’ which wasn’t much better. I won’t put that ‘soundtrack’ here though.

             I'll try the soundtrack in the next entry.

Mar. 28th, 2008

Me bad person who hasn’t even checked LJ for ages! I have really got to learn not to do that. And yes, I know, I’ve said that before.

But I’ve been wondering. Having seen two later episodes of a TV show (say The West Wing), will that make me predisposed to shipping for a couple when watching the series from the beginning—in this case Josh/Donna. Or CJ/Danny.

With me, it’s hard to tell. I’m very good at picking out latent UST between couples who later end up together in shows (one exception being Jess Mastriani/Antonio from Missing, but that’s a whole other story) which means that me shipping Josh/Donna is perfectly natural, but I have this niggling feeling that it’s partly because of the two season 7 episodes I’ve seen (and they’re only up to season 3 on W).

My (now-ex) boyfriend Mick was the one who got me watching The West Wing by watching it one Saturday night when I was up at his place. The two episodes we watched were ‘Election Day part 2’ and ‘Requiem’. The only reason I remember that is because 

My niggling doubt is that I saw something in either of those eps that has predisposed me to ship Josh/Donna. But I can’t remember.

And I fully blame Mick for getting into The West Wing. It’s his fault (and if he still reads his LJ he’ll see this). But I don’t mind. I don’t hate him for this or for anything else. There are no hard feelings.

But this new TV obsession has me reading TWW fan fiction. Which is a bad sign; it usually leads me to writing fic for that particular show (there have only been two exceptions to that rule). And I don’t need anymore shows to write fics for! I don’t need to start more stories! I need to finish the ones I’ve started! But knowing that doesn’t help…

First things first, Happy Birthday theevilpuppy!

Me bad person who hasn’t even checked LJ for ages! I have really got to learn not to do that.


I have been without a TV for three weeks! It was still under warrantee when it went on the fritz, but because my uncle was here at the time, it was only yesterday that it was taken to the repairman. I have been watching A Country Practice re-runs on the Hallmark Channel on Mum’s TV, but been missing Supernatural, Bionic Woman, and Heroes. Yet I’m proof positive that it is possible to live without a TV.


Speaking of A Country Practice I have discovered that the first TV couple I ever shipped was Jo/Michael at the ripe old age of 11-12. I’ve been loving these re-runs ‘cos it’s from that era. However, it did lead me to do something rather… odd. I wrote an A Country Practice fanfic. I still can’t believe I did that, but I did. It led me to look for other fanfics of that show, but I couldn’t find any. Either I’ve written the first (which I rather doubt) or anything else that’s been written has disappeared off the face of the Earth.


I’ve been swimming the last couple of days in the local tidal rock pools to do some physio on my bad ankle. The water is rather cold this time of year (16 degrees C) for all that it’s coming up on summer, and I swear that me turning blue has turned others off coming in the water; but today took the cake. I go down there as usual (high tide in a tidal rock pool—fun!), get in the water, and not five minutes later I see a bluebottle. Needless to say, I got out of the water smartly. As I had no money or phone with me (I never take anything valuable with me to a public swimming area) I had to sit on my towel and wait until my Dad came to pick me up. Consequently, I’m rather sunburned. My fault for going swimming in the hottest part of the day.


But there is no way I’m going to swim early in the morning. The water’s even colder then.

Sep. 18th, 2007

Just a quick entry to say Happy Birthday world_of_blade !

Sep. 15th, 2007

You know, I really think that if I had watched The Sixth Sense *before* I found out the twist at the end, I would have found the movie more creepy. Don’t get me wrong, I found it interesting and even compelling; but because I knew what the twist was, there was no mystery to it. Not fair!
I was watching ‘Unending’ again last night, this time with the commentary (after watching that scene a few times). And Amanda Tapping said something about the episode that I had not noticed. I’ll put the rest under a cut so I don’t spoil anyone who hasn’t seen it.