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I saw this article at Salon and decided, despite the now-closed membership, to attempt the "2011 TBR Pile" challenge.

Basically you pick 12 books that you've had in your 'to be read' pile for at least a year, and...you read them. This is my current list, subject to revisions when I get home and look at the massive collection of unread books on my shelves:

The Old Curiosity Shop - Dickens
The Catcher in the Rye - Salinger
The Scarlet Pimpernel - Baroness Orczy
Odette Toulemonde - Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt
State by State: A Panoramic Portrait of America - Matt Weiland
The Mysterious Benedict Society - Trenton Lee Stewart
Sophie's Choice - William Styron
Speak, Memory - Nabokov
Understanding the Women of Mozart's Operas - Kristi Brown-Montesano
Middlesex - Jeffrey Eugenides
Skeletons from the Opera Closet - David L. Grooven
The Witch of Blackbird Pond - Elizabeth George Speare

And my alternates, since those are apparently allowed, are Henry VIII: The King and His Court, and The Looking Glass Wars by Frank Beddor.

Exciting.

edit: They've opened it back up and I can enter officiallyyyyyy. So here:

Livejournal, you need to stop introducing me to rocking people. I cannot handle it.

illusory_thrill and I went to see Yeast Nation last night way, way far away from where we live. And we had the conversation I usually end up having with people I know, which is "...why do we get along?" Basically, Skye and I disagree on almost every major issue, but we have ten thousand things in common that don't matter at all. So we get along swimmingly. And she puts up with me making her eat a gigantic burrito as we walk down dark streets in an area we don't know (we didn't have time to sit down, dangit; Burrito House was too far from the theatre).

But I like that girl muchly. Especially when we have highly inappropriate conversations about fangirling while sitting across from each other on the El.

Let's see...I was robbed on Wednesday night. Which sucks. They pulled out my window unit and got in, left all the lights on in the apartment and the back door open (I'm on the ground floor). I was at Hey! Mr. Spaceman! with Sean and Jaime (previously referred to as my ot3), and they dropped me off and it took a few seconds after staring at my back door and the spot where my keyboard had been to realize what had happened.

( And then I apparently talk about this at some length )

Oh yeah, and since Yeast Nation is the newest musical by the guys who did Urinetown, it has awesome music and I kiiiiind of maybe made some bootlegs. But of course, my favorite song came out horribly. So I'll just post:

Hey, Little Sister

You're Not the Yeast You Used to Be

I totally want to see North and South after simplydivine's kickass picspam involving pretty dresses, hats and Old Southern Things (except for Lesley-Anne Downe, who would be a Young Southern Thing). Possibly in the next couple weeks. We shall see. Epic Miniseries, you are my favorite.

Now. linesfade supports me in this spam, and it's Wednesday, so don't we all want a Middle of the Week random picspam (that isn't really random at all, but whatevs)? Ok, good.


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Around midnight last night, I looked at my desktop and realized that one of those delightful coincidences that happen from time to time happened yesterday, but I hadn't put the pieces together until about 10 hours after the fact because, well, let's face it, Alice is a little slow.

zwoelfchen posted a hot picture of hotness in the form of Penny Downie as Helen of Troy (only she's not Helen of Troy, she's Helen of Egypt or something) and Menelaus, who isn't a short angry, hairy man like in Troy, but is a medium-sized jealous hairy man who has smokin' chemistry with Penny Downie. Excellent.

So I was all up in that yesterday, and I was concurrently fangirling Helen Magnus from Sanctuary. My post-midnight realization was that both characters are named Helen. Yeah. Didn't put it together before then. Yeah.

Anyway, my other brilliant idea after midnight was to do a picspam. Which I then put together. I get up at 6:19 every morning, so staying up past 10 is almost always moronic (as you get older, you need more sleep, kids), but last night I couldn't bring myself to care. Also doing picspams is PRETTY much my favorite thing ever. Or..top three. Or four. One of those.


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It has recently been borne in upon me that it might be a good idea to flock my entries from now on.

This is something I've always avoided in the past, as it seemed rather pompous for me to behave as if my words had so much import that they needed to be kept under lock and key, but there've been enough "incidents" that I'd rather just take steps to ensure they don't happen again. For I am lazy and don't want to deal with similar occurrences in the future.

If you're some invisible person who's been reading my journal and want to go on reading it, I'm fine with you creating a blank journal and friending me, so long as we know each other on some level (or if you can prove you're not creepy).

I'm keeping my old entries open, as it always pisses me off when I go to someone's journal and I can't see any samples of their writing to see if I want to friend them or not. For now, my main concern is finding a kickass Friends Only banner.

I couldn't do all of them. Too much picspammage. But I think I did a lot of them.

( Stop eating people's old French fries, pigeon. Have some self respect! Don't you know you can fly? )

It appears my plans to get to the RenFair will come to fruition. ...And I just realized I'm going to a Stargate con this weekend and a RenFair the weekend after. My life, she has come to this?


eta: As thedramagirl reminded me, I discovered last night that for some reason, if you google image search "bridget regan legs", my journal is in the second page of results. THE SECOND.

Getting one of those 'you're a fricking moron for thinking you need to do this, but you obviously need to do it anyway' thoughts last night meant making a picspam about my favorite Michael/Jan scene in The Office. I haven't even shipped them for over a year and a half. Don't know what's going on. I was rewatching The End of the Their Relationship, though, and got all pissed off at TO writers (until you've heard my 'All The Office Writers Are Secretly Misogynists, and Yes, I Include All of Them, Even You, Mindy Kaling' rant, you have not lived, my friend).

*sniff* Michael/Jan was my first Office ship ever. And those damn writers burned it, sunk it, then went on a deep sea mission to unearth the remains and spat on them.

Season 4, Dunder Mifflin Infinity

( Jan pwns Ryan )


( Jan Explains Things to Michael in a Nice Way Instead of Being Annoyed and Mean, aka Best M/J Scene Ever )

Also, you know lists are awesome, so ASK ME ABOUT THE FIVE THINGS THING. Might be hard, though. Don't have a lot of interests.

[1] Reply to this post, & I will pick six of your icons.
[2] Make a post (including this info) & talk about the icons I chose.
[3] Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
[4] This will create a never-ending cycle of icon glee.

( My completely awesome icons that were picked to be 'splained )

Having made, not just a vid, but a Days of Our Lives vid to a Jesse McCartney song, I appreciate when others put up with him long enough to set precisely timed clips to his singing.



Plus now I really like that song. As it is catchy.

runawaynun is in NY, and the infamous Becca from the Songcatcher vid is visiting my rl bff, so they're gallivanting about Charleston as I clean my room while watching 30 Rock. But no, I — I did things today. I'm getting my temporary headshot taken for Tuesday when I go into an audition and say "I AM HODEL." And then sing 'Far from the Home I Love' and possibly 'A Cockeyed Optimist', because THAT IS MY SONG.

And can I briefly mention that iTunes entitles it "C**k-Eyed Optimist" on the original cast recording, and that that's hilarious? Ok, done.

(except for ( Bridget Regan's twitter profile pic ) under the cut. because damn.)