girlofprey

(Firstly: Iconlove! Omg!)

I came, I saw, I...ate too many scones.

It's almost time to go home. Dad's driving me (yay!), so I don't have to worry about brain/laptop damage again, or piss about with too huge bags on buses. We're cooking a moussaka. When it's done - and eaten - I must go.

I have spent most of the weekend ignoring my family in favour of the internet. It was one of those whole 'Oh I'll just...'/Five Hours Later sort of deals. Mum brought Jack (nephew) over for a few hours last night - Katie needed time to go shopping - and we played for a while. He can walk clear across the room on a push/wheely thing! He also banged his head on a door and cried. And is slightly in love with our dog. But he is lovely. In smallish doses.

I have reading for seminars that did not get done. And I didn't do any of the essay-related emailing I said I would. Possibly this is why it's a good thing I don't have the internet at uni. Woe. But I tidied my room a bit and been to see my grandmother who was lovely and gave me money. So that's vaguely useful. And I do have tons and tons of shiny new icons - including this one :D Tongue thing! Eee!

And I present the (doubtful) fruit of my labours - crouchjr, for fans of the crazy/beautiful one. All things fannish raucously welcomed. Not that I can promise any actual activity, but - it's there. I've done my bit.

I feel like I should make a third community now. So I can have a triplet. A trilogy. A trio. Whatever. Hmm.

I was reading my new Empire magazine, and they had a bit about King Kong, wherein Adrien Brody was talking about how his character, Jack, has to not just hate Kong and be his rival, but also respect and admire him, and feel a kinship with him over their love of Anne. It's wrong to want Jack/Kong slash, isn't it?

Goodbye internet at my fingertips :(

Hmm. Tired. Film festival thing went less well than I might have hoped - when I got to the front desk and said my name and that I would be on the guest list, they told there was no guest list - ! Then they asked me who I talked to to arrange it - I talked to the girl who runs our show, Uncovered, who talked to the press officer, who talked to whoever arranged it properly. But the cinema marketing manager gave me a couple of free tickets to some shows anyway, and her e-mail, asking me to send her whatever I did on the festival, which I think will be nothing now because it's finished and we like to cover things people can actually still go see. Sigh.

Also we had organised an interview with the festival president, which he was thankfully aware of - but when I rang up at the agreed time (10 o'clock-ish), he was in his hotel room! Which was just around the corner apparently. He asked me if I wanted to come to his hotel/room to do it - no - or for him to come back to the cinema - not for a 2 minute interview, no - so that was a big flop. We rescheduled it for the next day, but too late to put it in the show so I ended up cancelling. And then I woke up seriously ill with 'The Curse' (which has earned its name, let me tell you), so I couldn't even nip down to the studios to just do a 'I went to Resfest, and it was...' piece. Double sigh.

On the plus side, I appear to be completely free for next weekend though, for once. I am contemplating going home. I'd like to take my laptop back and do some stuff on the internet, but it might be awkward on a coach/train. Hmm. It might be nice to see the family/Jack though. And...have things bought for me rather than having to buy them.

Am still in a bit of a Goblet of Fire daze. To the point where I COULD NOT SLEEP until about 2 o'clock this morning because ideas and such were whizzing around my head. ( Mentions of characters names and such. )( And maybe some other stuff )

I really can't wait for the GoF DVD. 3 DAYS after the opening weekend. I got it bad.

Also, I had a bit of an icon clearout. See the pretty shiny new ones! Some of them had uploading problems, and one inexplicably turned into Mischa Barton, but they seem to be mostly alright. Now.