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Jan. 23rd, 2010 11:28 pmToday:
Slept till noon. Had very strange dreams that I only remember bits of (sometime, I need to write down the dream I had recently about an invasion, and all of us putting on other people's clothes+souls that became wings we could fly on to defeat our enemies with cleverness and little else). Went to Kate's and choreographed our new elf medley, our singing telegram for Valentine's day. Came home. Ate dinner (I have been obsessed with kale, recently--I can't get enough of it). Thought about going out, and realized I really didn't want to... so instead I spent the evening with wine, chocolate cake and the first two specials of the tenth Doctor (the ones after season four. I'm still waiting for the next two, but Zoe is a goddess for getting them to me). Now I'm watching Torchwood--into S2, which is better than S1 already.
Yesterday: Burned myself on a curling iron (it looks like a hickey, only it came from a beauty product and not kissing), went to work, copied and scanned lots of scripts and panicked about the auction. Met Charlotte for coffee! Which was wonderful and co-commiseraty. Went across the street and met Perez and Michelle and J'Keren; we got sushi and sake to celebrate him not being employed anymore, and then Perez and I went back to his apartment and watched Office Space which is appropriate. And then we practiced self-defense moves so now a little part of me wants someone to attack me just so I can kick ass.
Otherwise...I'm getting bits and pieces together for SMing, and starting to organize everything I need--the more I do and prepare, the less overwhelming the entire job feels. Which is, y'know, not at all surprising. Preparation is key, and I should do it more often.
Oh Torchwood, your writing is getting so much better! Second best explanation of time (after the Doctor's "timey-wimey device" line):
Captain Jack: *holds up piece of paper* Linear time. *crumples paper and throws it* Screwed up time. Any questions?
Also, pretty much everything Ianto says ever becomes my new favorite line. Owen: "Let's all have sex." Ianto: "And I thought the end of the world couldn't get any worse."
Slept till noon. Had very strange dreams that I only remember bits of (sometime, I need to write down the dream I had recently about an invasion, and all of us putting on other people's clothes+souls that became wings we could fly on to defeat our enemies with cleverness and little else). Went to Kate's and choreographed our new elf medley, our singing telegram for Valentine's day. Came home. Ate dinner (I have been obsessed with kale, recently--I can't get enough of it). Thought about going out, and realized I really didn't want to... so instead I spent the evening with wine, chocolate cake and the first two specials of the tenth Doctor (the ones after season four. I'm still waiting for the next two, but Zoe is a goddess for getting them to me). Now I'm watching Torchwood--into S2, which is better than S1 already.
Yesterday: Burned myself on a curling iron (it looks like a hickey, only it came from a beauty product and not kissing), went to work, copied and scanned lots of scripts and panicked about the auction. Met Charlotte for coffee! Which was wonderful and co-commiseraty. Went across the street and met Perez and Michelle and J'Keren; we got sushi and sake to celebrate him not being employed anymore, and then Perez and I went back to his apartment and watched Office Space which is appropriate. And then we practiced self-defense moves so now a little part of me wants someone to attack me just so I can kick ass.
Otherwise...I'm getting bits and pieces together for SMing, and starting to organize everything I need--the more I do and prepare, the less overwhelming the entire job feels. Which is, y'know, not at all surprising. Preparation is key, and I should do it more often.
Oh Torchwood, your writing is getting so much better! Second best explanation of time (after the Doctor's "timey-wimey device" line):
Captain Jack: *holds up piece of paper* Linear time. *crumples paper and throws it* Screwed up time. Any questions?
Also, pretty much everything Ianto says ever becomes my new favorite line. Owen: "Let's all have sex." Ianto: "And I thought the end of the world couldn't get any worse."
