girlofprey

GIP.

Other things are going on in my life. Of course they are. Mostly when I say there's nothing going on in my life, I'm lying, but the things are pretty much in the planning stages and saying them makes me think I've done them, and then I realise there's more work. Which is quite bad. Do you want to hear another rundown of my next few weeks? YOU KNOW YOU DO. This weekend is free, except for doing all the jobs for last/next weekend, and getting mum a card and birthday present. Then I'm going back to my parents' the weekend after. The next weekend is free, except for jobs, and then I'm going back for the Medieval Festival, and from my parents' I'm planning to go down to Cornwall for a week (ish). I asked mum if she wanted to go with me, and she had some holiday in July. I'm not sure how cool it is to go on holidays with your parents when you're not generally accustomed to doing it, but I'm looking forward to it anyway. I was meant to be checking out B&B availabilities yesterday, but mum ended up doing it because my one hour-long lunch of the week was taken up with collecting a necklace. She did it last night I think. And then today she booked the trains (I think). Do you know how much it costs to get down to Cornwall on the train? A whole lot. And takes rather a long time. Especially on Sundays.

So yes. That's in a few weeks. BUT. Ever since I first heard about it I wanted to go see Little Shop of Horrors when it was on at the Playhouse. And it turns out it's on over that week we're meant to be in Cornwall. Except the Friday and Saturday, when I might possibly be back. I don't know if I will still go. I quite like the idea of finishing off the week in lovely countryside and the Eden Project with a play about a huge carnivorous murderous plant. But I don't know. Today I picked up a ticket for Sleeping Beauty On Ice though. The weekend I come back from Cornwall there will also be Splendour in the Park at Wollaton Hall, which I wouldn't mind going to the second day of. And at some point in early August the Royal Centre is also showing Swan Lake with some very good dance company. And there will also be Wanted, Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian, Female Agents and Hancock out over the next few weeks. And then Batman: The Dark Knight. And then Hellboy 2: The Golden Army.

Figuring out how to fit this into a relatively small time frame and relatively small budget is taking up most of my time.

I'm not posting as much anymore because my prior activity as a bit of a fannish butterfly on crack appears to now be applying to the rest of my life, and I'm not sure how interesting that is.

I still quite like Farscape slash though.

No-one has said much about Euro 2008 football. I have randomly decided to start supporting Russia. Go Russia! Also I need to pot my plants. Some of them seem to have become infested with aphids. No-one told me that was a potential downside to having plants. Also I saw The Incredible Hulk. I love William Hurt. He is quite a beautiful general. Edward Norton was kind to mostly act like a rentboy as well. Hiding out in a bright orange hoodie. Whatever, Bruce Banner. But William Hurt was very good.

I love how they put "To Be Continued..." at the end of every episode of Heroes. As though you think they might suddenly stop, and not make any more.

Anyway. I went camping. ( Camping trip )

And that was my weekend. Slightly more in-depth than I'd planned it to be, but there you go.

And that man. That man was in Doctor Who, wasn't he? The man I'd been waiting for. And I can't find any downloads that don't make me cry. Aaaaahhhh. My parents taped it (hopefully), but I can't see it until I go home, which I'm next planning to do the weekend of the finale. DAMN IT.

I'm going to read the flist now. Except for Doctor Who. And watch Heroes. And probably sleep.

I'm starting to think this camping thing was a bad idea. I sort of hadn't considered that I'd have to pay for anything besides the train journey down, and back, and a meal out with J's parents on Friday (as we're all going down together). Sometimes I do feel a bit like a menage a trois with K and J. But anyway. Now there's a pitching fee, though I might only have to pay half of it if someone shares my tent on Saturday. There's breakfast, even if K and J bring lunch and dinner. I don't have any good shoes for fields. I don't have a groundsheet. K and J might be giving me a groundsheet. I DON'T HAVE A BEACH TOWEL. All of which is sort of adding up. And the journey's starting to look a bit grim as well, considering that K and J want to come back on the coach, and if I want to go on the train I'll have to make my way from the campsite to the station on my own. And it will take about four hours anyway. It'll probably be fine. I can't exactly pull out on their birthdays anyway. I'd probably feel better if my legs were shaved.

In other news, Heroes continues apace. Will stuff happen? Won't it? Thrilling. And semi-crushes on 8-year old animated Jewish boys probably won't do anything for my credibility. But still <3.

The washing up isn't done. I'll probably have to work on that. And I got minarets through the post today, and something else. Cee is great. And so is Simon Pegg.

( Holiday Report part 2 )

So now we're back home and the dog's a bit ill and I have to figure out how to get moved in in Nottingham in less than a week. I'm aiming for the weekend, so that I'll be there for the free press showing of Land of the Dead on Monday (John Leguizamo! Eee!), but there is lots to do. And things to buy. But it turns out I have more money than I thought I did, 'cause of dad, which is nice. Still not enough to justify an £80 Ted Baker jacket though.

Films: I'm very much looking forward to films this winter. I may have to buy a calendar just to inform me when all the release dates are so I can plan my life accordingly. I got the new Total Film on Friday, and it had a Winter Preview, and omg. Films. And it came with a Winter Preview DVD, which is so much better than the last free DVD they handed out, and is basically just a little disc full of trailers for all the good films coming out this winter. Except Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, which is annoying, but still. Films. Narnia. The Brother's Grimm. Night Watch!! Harry Potter. King Kong. Serenity. Which is far prettier and shinier than it out to be, and I've never fancied Jayne before, but he unzipped his jacket wearing glasses and I was lost. I'm really quite tempted to buy a ticket to the Nottingham premiere, seeing-the-DVDs be damned! And I have money, so...perhaps yes. If there are any left.

Reading: Dracula. For uni. Which is long. And scary. And good. And I read the preface about Dracula and Victorian England, and started thinking about Dracula/Soames Forsyte and had to put it down. Not that Dracula needs Soames with Jonathon Harker around, of course - their love is so 'they've had sex already haven't they'? And there's a nice article in the back about 'the homoerotic history of Dracula', and there should really be articles like that the back of every book everywhere. And Carl King might get involved in it all. I don't know.

Nottingham uni have sent me a nice pack of something to tell me how to cope with coming back to uni, which is sweet. Probably I'll look at that now. But I love you all, and happy for the ones in a nice pink house, and happy for the ones moving into Preston, mwah!

Well, the dog is gone to a nice doggy home for the weekend. And seemed awfully excited about it all too, poor lad. The last few times we've sent him away during the holidays he's come back slightly...traumatised. But this is for only a few days, not weeks, and it's to a nice proper dog home, rather than my dad's cousin's 'kennels'. So I am sure it will all work out fine. Yes.

( Shoppering )

While I was in town I saw the manager from the Charity shop, come outside for a smoke, and she informed me that the shop building was actually quite old, and used to be a house and shop, and had X many ghosts, so she daren't go up to the top floor on her own. I wondered why I hadn't been told this before, perhaps. Then she revealed that there was a cellar under the shop, which had been blocked up when they fitted out the new shop, and there were in fact cellars under every shop either in the row or in the town, and they all connected, and in the olden days people used to hold black markets down there! And they continued to connect to a set of tunnels that ran all the way to the castle, which the kings and queens escaped down, in the even more olden days. Which is incredibly interesting, and slightly scary. Learn something new every day!

Oh, and someone wrote Nine/Mickey fic. I am happy :)

Still need to pack. And possibly wrap Katie's birthday present. Possibly in a plastic bag. Probably this will be my last post for a bit then. Probably I'll post lots of stupid little titbits throughout the night. But after tonight - yes. Farewell.