talula

Sudden rain

It wasn't raining before, but it's raining now.

I think it might be more useful to have a forecast pixie as opposed to a weather-right-now pixie.

Nobilis last night was super-cool. I saved my best friend from the mental hospital and helped to solve some of the mystery. Svend was a talking ferret.

I am reading the Gathering Light by Jennifer Donnelly and I know exactly how I want it to end, which is Mattie going to university like she should and not staying behind and working the farm for her Dad and marrying Royal who is very good looking. I'm pretty sure that *is* how it will end, so I'm not too motivated to read it. No mystery so far. There is a murder that happened and once Mattie starts reading the letters of the dead girl it will get more intriguey.

So I keep on, but at lunch time I mostly read the paper and the film festival guide instead of my book.

There are too many movies.

Cimematic roleplaying

I love when roleplaying gets so cinematic that I can see it clearly in my head. My main problem is usually casting..which isn't a problem at all in Svend's Buffy game where Laura is played by Reese Witherspoon.

The problem is Eavan. He is my best changeling character. For the gamers familiar with Changeling he is a Fiona sidhe wilder. For those who don't know what that means he's a Tolkein Elf, but without the foresty stuff.

The thing is that he is so incredibly good looking it's surreal. How do you cast that? Obviously I have my vote in for Orlando Bloom or possibly Ewan Macgregor in Moulin Rouge (but blonde...go figure...) but it's still not quite there.

Anyway the point of all this is that we had some fantastical cinematic moments in Changeling last night and I want you to imagine Eavan right. So, best looking guy you can think of and then better looking and blonde.

Eavan is wearing designer indigo jeans and an industrial influence designer tshirt. These clothes are new and nice looking. His friends have all gone into a tomb of glamour/energy sucking scariness. He has stayed out to mind the magic treasure and his fire drake, also to be a reserve of magickal energy since none of the others will have any magic when they come out.

They are in the cemetary of an inhospitable city and the sheriff plus two goons have just shown up. The other faerie who stayed out to be a magic reserve (a sluagh called Alexias) has gone into the tomb to warn the others. Eavan is trying very hard to hide, but it's been snowing so there are easily followable tracks. The sheriff comes towards Eavan's hiding place and says "I don't believe you have announced yourself."

Eavan steps out and there is a brief conversation in which the sheriff tries to force Eavan to accompany her straight away to the ruling Duke. Something that Eavan is definately not interested in. He's trying to think of a good excuse when Zoom! Out from the tomb comes Angel, another surreally beautiful blonde male sidhe, but glowing like a magnesium flare and flying straight up into the air on his gossamer wings.

While the sheriff is distracted Eavan runs for it. The sheriff calls to her men to stop him and goes after Angel herself. The goons start to shoot at Eavan which is a big no-no with the faeries most of the time. Well, the honourable ones anyway. Eavan continues to run until one goon catches up with him and trips him. From his knees Eavan draws his sword and engages in a duel. Seeing the superior strength of his opponent he moves fast, catches him off balance and hamstrings him with a well placed blow.

Eavan's fire drake (Lambeth) swoops down and lands on the fallen goon, mushing his face into the snow. Eavan leaps onto his drake's back and they take off. The other goon has been taken care of by this time by Alexias so Eavan and Lambeth bear down on the sheriff, Lambeth breathes fire at her and she backs off swearing. Our heroes escape unharmed!

Hooray!

Bad blogging day

Tuesdays are no good. I am always disappointed to wake up and find it Tuesday. (With the notable recent exception of Garth Nix day.)

Tuesdays always drag and I am always in a nothing frame of mind, which is a very bad blogging frame of mind.

In conclusion Tuesdays suck and I wish I was in bed asleep.

later...cool images from last night's changeling game.

Not bad for a Monday

My neck is stiff and annoying.

I have my car back and I drove to work.

The Secret Origin of Improv last night was disappointing. There were several moments when I honestly thought I could be doing better than the people they had up on stage. I was wishing for Ryan Styles and Colin Mochrie.

Also the guy who invented Theatresports didn't do a great job of making sure the players knew how to play each game. Also a lot of the scenes he gave them were first date or blind date or coming home after a date, but he didn't want the players to kiss or imply much sex at all, so he kept cutting the scenes short. Go figure.

On the upside I have watched all of firefly now and it was wonderful and I saw the easter egg with the guy who plays Jayne singing the Jayne song and I have that stuck in my head.

"Our love for him now ain't hard to explain
the hero of Canton the man they call....Jayne!"

48 hours

I want to enter the 48 hour film competition next year. I think I could do it, and I want to. So...now I have a year in which to obtain a camera.

The finalists we watched last night were of varying quality. Some were so professional that I would expect to see them in the Big Film Festival, before a film or in one of the short film collections. Some of them had a lot of trouble sticking to the genre they had picked...such as Flatmate Tree that was supposed to be Heartwarming Family Fare but started with a violent murder. Huh?

My personal favourites were: How to deal with the Situation an amazingly slick black and white educational film. Done as old fashioned as possible and very educational indeed. I am now well prepared to deal with the situation, should it arise.

Toy Boy which was a gay romance about a guy who was in love with an inflatable doll. The doll came to life when the guy's partner wasn't in the room. Awesome, and actually very well made and tender.

Nice and Easy a slick and smart detective film. Just professional looking, and cool.

The funniest one was definately Heinous Crime which was Taika Cohen's film. It was supposed to be Courtroom Drama. It was definately set in a court room. It was extremely funny to watch but not a patch film-making-wise on a lot of the others. There were no special effects, no animation, no music...it was just two people being funny. They were (let me reiterate) very very funny. But I don't think it should have won. It was the grand prize...trip to LA, flash computer with editing and scriptwriting software, etc.

Lee and I were both pretty disappointed. I mean if all those other people could put in huge efforts and come up with something professional and stylish and clever, why shouldn't that kind of thing win? Not just two people doing the kind of silly funny video that Giffy and I might have made in high school. (If we were anywhere near as funny, which we weren't, but the production values were the same.)

I wonder if I'll get anyone bitching to me about this entry. Ah well. The competition is for film making, not best comedic effort. Taika Cohen doesn't need the help to get started in film making that the groups that no one has heard of do and the genre was supposed to be courtroom *drama* anyway!

It was still a fun night. We tried to get into Shrek 2 at 4.45 but it was sold out. Came home and watched the rest of Firefly instead.

"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me"
-Joss Whedon

I got the tickets

Unfortunately Farenheit 9/11 is sold out. It will be played after the film festival though, so I'll just have to cope with not being one of the first people in New Zealand to see it. *sigh*

I got all the other film festival tickets I wanted though, so I am very happy. I have so many the little paper wallet that holds the tickets won't close.

*does happy film festival dance*

Watched the third DVD of Firefly last night. One to go. I love it a lot, but I don't think it's better than Buffy. Lee's favourite girl is River and I think she is hella cool. I still think Kaylee is the best though.

Shrek 2 this afternoon and then the finals of the 48 hour film competition.
Fun fun fun.

Music in my head: Round round by Sugababes. It's to drown out the Heal the World Michael Jackson badness.

Hooray!

The library has bought Azumanga Daioh manga! We have volumes 1, 3 and 4. I'm not sure about vol 2, but I'm happy all the same!

Dancing in big black boots

Watched some more Firefly last night. My favourite characters are: Kaylee the insanely cheerful and cute mechanic and Simon the (mostly) straight laced doctor/older brother.

I also really like Jayne cause he gets some really funny lines, although I tend to forget what he looks like when he's off screen. Even now I only have tall and buff to describe him.

Some of the scenes are really cool...especially watching River square dance with some random locals. She's a great dancer and managed to make her big biker boots look kind of elegant.

Makes me want to dress all eclectic and weird.

Stealth bombers

I had two unrelated but equally vivid dreams this morning.

1. I am Donnie Darko. I have been kidnapped by the government where they have subjected me and other intelligent kids to experiments that give us strange psychic powers. I am breaking free with a bunch of other teenagers when I discover I have the power to control stealth bombers with my mind.

The stealth bombers are small, about the size of cars, but this power is so awesome that we get away no problem. Lots of great air fight sequences and a bit where a stealth bomber tilts at right angles to get between two trees and comes to land at my Donnie Darko feet. Coolness.

2. I am Jenni at a school ball afterparty. Lots of after ball weirdness involving duct tape and hilarity. Actually not that much happened in this dream it was just very vivid. I was wearing a black dress and my hair was swept up.

I watched the first episode of Firefly last night, so if any of the 1. dream up there seemed ripped off to you that's why. I thought it was pretty cool. I will watch more.

I finished reading The Collector by John Fowles this morning. It is about a kidnapping which also relates directly to the aforementioned dreams. It was a very well written novel. Told first from the emotionally detatched kidnapper and then from the kidnapped girl's point of view. I found it very compelling reading but I was extremely unhappy with the ending.

I say damn all authors writing for adults who don't give us happy endings! Or rather...who give us endings without hope. I don't need it to be a ridiculously happy ending. Just one that doesn't leave me feeling desolate.

It is a sunny day and I am not at work. My neck and back have been sore and were sore when I woke up today. I thought I'd stay home and rest and do the physio excercises that I forgot to do yesterday.

I want soup.

Bitter librarian alert

Nasty vulture ladies in the library.

They swoop down onto the newly returned stock and just have to see what's there. They have to know what other people have been reading. Not for them the casual browsing of shelves, oh no. For the nasty vulture ladies the shelves are a last resort. Not as interesting are the books that have been shelved. Those are cold. Dead.

What's on the trolleys on the other hand is fresh meat. Still steaming with the life of the previous borrower. The fact that the previous borrower may not have liked it or even read it doesn't matter. If it's just been returned it must be popular.

The nasty vulture ladies also have children who need videos. The videos on the shelf are never good enough for annoying vulture children. They must have the videos that are so fresh back into the library that they haven't even been returned. Those are the only videos that nasty vulture mothers will accept.

Happy Weekend

I had a good weekend. It was productive and interesting. On Friday night and Saturday morning I read the film festival guide. Lee and I tried to go to Shrek 2 on Friday night but it was sold out.

Saturday morning I moaned about having long annoying hair again so Lee cut it for me. Now it is jawline short and much esier to manage. I am very happy.

On Saturday afternoon we saw The Cooler with Svend. It was a fantastic film in which William H. Macy has really bad luck. Evil Alec Baldwin has him working in his casino, moving around the tables where people are winning so they get bad luck too. Then he falls in love and his luck changes. It was a great premise and very well done. It maybe got a bit too gritty for comfort in the portrayal of the corrupt Alec Baldwin but there you go.

After the movie we went to Warehouse stationery and got a desk, cabinet and bookshelf for $350. Lee picked them up Sunday morning with the help of a person with a car. The desk is a well accessorised computer desk with lots of little shelves and cubbies. It fits my scrapbooking stuff beautifully. Now out dining table can actually be used for dining! Or more to the point, playing board games.

Saturday night we went to Jason and Chelle's place because the rugby was on. Chelle, Zeph and I played Beanie and talked during the rugby and then I got everyone to watch the first two episodes of Fruits Basket and everyone laughed in the right places and said it looked worth watching. Hooray!

I was sad we couldn't go to Matt and Debbie's for singstar but we did do that last week and Lee does love the rugby.

Sunday was mostly spent putting together the desk and cabinet. The instructions were diagram only and not very clear in some places, so it wasn't the easiest job in the world. We got it done though and it looks great. I love my new desk.

We did take a break on Sunday afternoon to go to the food show over at the stadium. I was interested to go but the real clincher was reading this entry over on Beautiful Monsters.

It was $15 to get in but we got fed so many samples that it was a very good lunch. Yummy soups, cheese, kiwifruit juice and chocolate biscuits stand out in my memory. Also the guy selling the second soup I sampled called me "gorgeous lovely girl" which was kinda nice and kinda creepy. There was also a really good sundried tomato pesto but they had sold out of the baggies of it. Available at New World though, so not too worried.

Then last night I watched Kiki's Delivery Service again and Lee finished going through which movies he wants to see so we can plan which days he'll take off work and which movies we should book evening showings of.

Today I'm working the late night at the library so I get to start late. Physio this morning though.

Kawaii!

Via special knives. Want your own? Here!

Ok, so Suraya did it ages ago, but I got a very freaky picture first time I tried it. I am much happier with this one.

Five little ducks

My physio and I discovered that my neck was very stiff and stupid today. Dumb neck. Why won't it just get better?!

Livejournal is very addictive. I did silly meme things and have now taken up all the space on my lj friends' friends pages. That makes sense! Loooong entries eat up all the space for all the designated friends. I am greedy I eat it all. Yum.

I wish this blog had just two of the things livejournal does. I want to put cute cleolinda 'herione addict' icons next to my entries, I want cute mood animals and I want 'current music'. OK, so that's three. So what?
Otherwise lj is very slow to load. I guess cause of all the people it's supporting, but I am used to speedy blogging. I love my stonesoup.

Watched Intolerable Cruelty last night. It was a very cynical rom com. Much what you would expect from the Coen's. It was also extremely funny in places. Lee loved it to bits because of how cynical it was about marriage. I enjoyed it a little less when I realised that's why he was laughing so hard.

Today I saw a Cosmopolitan Bride magazine and I flicked through it and went 'aaah'. It's so annoying to actually want a wedding. I mean, they are huge expensive things (a lot of the time) and I should respect Lee's anti-wedding wishes. I guess I'll just go with having another big grand birthday party where I get to wear a lovely impressive dress.

Poot. I want to go home and sleep.

Wishy washy wishy washy

It's one of those gray days with nothing much happening. I am excited about the film festival because they've put the screening schedule up on the website.

The hard copy program comes out at lunchtime tomorrow which I know because I compulsively called the Paramount today to check. This weekend I shall plan my film festival.

Regs is going to come to film festival goodness with me this year and I am excited about that. Lee is planning to take some time off if there's stuff he wants to see during the day, too. Lee's mum went to a bunch of stuff with me last year and there's always Movie Mad Svend(tm) who is going to try to beat last year's record of 75 films.
It almost seems as if my lonely film fest days are coming to an end...I shouldn't really be sad about that but I will get less reading done in between screenings.

Farenheit 9/11 is screening only one time. July 20th. This is at the exact same time that Paul Jennings (children's book author) is speaking in Wellington. Suffice to say I won't be seeing Paul.

Also excited about two docos based around Lord of the Rings. One is a 'making of' and one is about FIGWIT! Hooray! Movie about Brett! Must take my sister to that one.

I am looking forward...so today's a bit nothing really. I need all my readers to cross their fingers that our car will be fixed tomorrow. At the start of last week we had the vague promise of "end of next week". Please cross your fingers to make it happen. The car withdrawals are getting pretty bad.

For the Garth Nix fans

here is his official personal website. Featuring a very fetching picture of him as the first thing you see.

He says eventually he'll make it into a blog. Here's hoping!

Wheeee!

I have Meet-The-Author happiness. Garth Nix is a very nice and sensible person. He is intelligent and told me interesting things. When I told him that I am a huge fangirl he said "the world needs more fangirls."

When Seraph and I told him about our roleplaying game based in the Old Kingdom he said "lots of people have written to me telling me about their rpgs set in the old kingdom"

He told me that Abhorsen is a character name stolen from Measure for Measure with an -on changed to an -en.

I got excited fangirl photos. They are on my real film camera, so only people who know me in real life will get to see them, and not yet, becuase I still have to finish the film. Garth encouraged me to photoshop them so he was a disembodied head to "make it more interesting".

I also met Sheryll Jordan who is completely lovely. Like a really nice auntie. I bought her new book The Hunting of the Last Dragon and got it signed. She wrote "with thoughts of light" in it.

I won two books as door prizes at the seminar, which was wonderfully unexpected. I for Garth Nix's books Mister Monday and Grim Tuesday, I got them signed and my battered old copy of Sabriel. Garth just wrote "To Jenni, Garth Nix" but it's still awesome cool.

Heh. Excited fangirl strikes again. I'm going to have to make a scrapbooking page all about Excited Fangirl.

I am on a huge high from meeting Garth Nix and him saying that he was happy to meet me. _Squeeeee!_ Garth Nix!

What I should have done is had some sort of gift for him. Like a little handmade book with a story I wrote in it. Or a list of things I like about the books. Or a picture of my character in our Old Kingdom game. Or a little Sabriel doll. Oh well, things for Excited Fangirl to remember to do next time.

Touching Me-EEEEE!

The song "I believe in a thing called love" by the Darkness but performed by E at the singstar fest on Saturday is firmly wedged in my head. It is the world's silliest song.

My livejournal name is jenni_talula I've been updating it with little entries that don't mean anything. Thereby setting it apart from this journal which is deep and meaningful and stuff. Yeah.

Garth Nix tonight and my physio says just two more visits if I'm good and do the exercises she's taught me.

I watched Down with Love the other day and really enjoyed it. It is a very silly heightened reality film that could do with a bit more singing. I love Ewan Macgregor so I was very happy.

Thanks to Seraph for the lendage and sorry to Seraph and all my other friends who won't be able to see Garth Nix but want to. I have my camera, I will take crazed fangirl photos.

Sylvanian Families

I had a lot of sylvanian family stuff as a kid. I was just looking at how much flasher all the new stuff is on trademe and I remembered something:

I made two single beds into a double bed for my parent squirrels. This may not seem like a big deal but think about it. I knew that the parents want to sleep together even if the toy company didn't want me to think about that!

In other rants, when I bought them you just got a bed. That was it. Now you get a bed with frilly covers and a matching pillow. I was lucky to have such a crafty mum to make me blankets and pillows for my little bare beds.

I wonder what mum thought when I asked her to make a long blanket that would fit over two beds pushed together.

Then I had more characters than I had furniture and everyone had to squish together under the long blanket and make do!

Now I'm reminding myself of the Barbie entry at the start of Girls are Weird. I'm stopping now.

Mad Eye-Monday

My typing is awful today. I just typed Harry ]otter and Harry Poo in front of a class of hyper 10 and 11 year olds. *groan*

My weekend was fantabulous. On Saturday I played lots and lots of Civ2 and did exercises and stretches so it didn't hurt me, then we had Svend's Buffy game which was wild fun. And THEN we played Singstar at my place. On the Projector. Read different accounts here and here. My account goes like this:

Singstar is awesome fun. We played this team game where it called up different members of each team to compete in different ways. Randomised songs made this one a lot of fun. Dam you Daniel Bedingfield and your song none of us had heard before!

It was a battle of the sexes game and luckily it was a draw. Heads may have rolled otherwise.

Then we played the actual singstar game and took turns being the star. Lee got into it after arriving in the final round of the previous game and being very anti-kareoke. I had a great time. My best score was for Madonna's Like a Virgin I think. I was very excited to do Avril Levigne's Complicated but by the time I got to do it my voice was cracking from the pressure. Too much singing along with other people's songs and yelling to encourage people. Therefore I didn't give it the best I might have. Stupid voice giving out on me.

I also finished the Curious Incident which is completely awesome. I am now reading Thunder Road by Ted Dawe and it isn't grabbing me yet. It won the Young Adult section of the NZ children's book awards and is about boy racers in Auckland. We'll see how it goes.

I read yesterday and played more Civ2. Lee bought a piece of furniture. It's going into the kitchen so we can finally move our microwave into a place it can be reached by shorties like me. Hooray!

Awesome fun

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban was awesome fun. It was a better movie than the first two, like everyone had said. I do like the first two movies, but they were flawed.

What I noticed straight off with PoA was that Harry's acting has improved. Heaps. He actually sounded natural instead of "I'm-an-English-boy-and-I-have-been-told-to-say-these-words" so that was great. There wasn't too much annoying Dursley action and Dudley had expanded noticably so that was good. Then the effects kicked in and it was awesome.

This director made a proper movie. He didn't have a bunch of vignettes strung together like what Chamber of Secrets felt like. So I'm pretty happy and buzzy from the greatness of the Pottermania and Cleolinda has already done Harry Potter in 15 minutes. Read it if you've already seen the movie, otherwise you know. Spoilers.

We had a 12 year old mega fangirl sitting next to us who clearly had a BIG crush on Ron, since as soon as he appeared she leaned riiiight forward on her seat and giggled compulsively into her hands. She also seemed to like Snape a lot....odd.

Now I mention the Open Letter to the Harry Potter fangirls that is doing the rounds. I'm glad there was no-one like this at our screening!

Buffy game this afternoon.

I finished my Civ2 game. My civiliation score was 588 and I was the most advanced and most powerful. I am President Kaede the Glutton!

Toasted bagel and toasted Jenni

I spent my lunch 45 minutes out in the sunlight exposing various bits of torso to the sun to get my Vitamin E dose. I love the warm sun.

I ate a toasted bagel for lunch and some fruit sticks. For breakfast I had some Fruity Bix and for morning tea I are a chocolate digestive and some "nice" biscuits. Last night Lee, Elric and I went to Little India for tea and it was soooo yummy. I had been craving Indian for about a week and the payoff was fantastic. More food reported as it is consumed.

While we were eating it started raining so hard it looked fake. It was coming almost straight down which is highly unusual in Wellington and there was so much water it looked as if someone was standing on the roof with a hose. It made me feel like I was in a movie which is all good.

I bought a new coat last night. It is nearly identical to Zephi's denim and fur coat but mine is less fitted and more plain. I plan to customize it in some way to make it more different so that Zephfi doesn't feel Single White Femaled. I'll maybe paint some butterflies on it or write poetry down the arm. Not sure yet.

My new coat is wonderfully warm. This is very important to me. It also looks like I have killed a muppet and used it's fur to make myself a collar. Or possibly it looks like I am a muppet trying to pass myself off as a human but not quite concealing all my fur. Either way it's a look I like.

I made a live journal. I did it so I can comment on my friend's live journals without being anonymous. Now I just need a good picture to be my avatar.

I read Juggling with Mandarins by V.M. Jones. It won the children's fiction part of the children's book awards and is very good indeed. It's a 14 year old boy coming into his own. It is a great sports book (I like sport in fiction because it's always exciting. In real life it is often not exciting at all.) and Giffy would like it since it has lots about climbing. It makes me want to try climbing quite a lot.

Now I am reading The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time which is just as great as everyone said it is. You should go and read it, it's awesome.

Foolishness

So... My neck was feeling heaps better. On the mend and I felt great. Then I spent 3 hourse straight hunched forwards at my computer playing Civ2 last night. After I pulled myself off it my neck went "Oy! Jenni! Nooooooooo!!" and I was very sore indeed.

My physio gave my neck and back a stern talking to this morning and gently suggested to me that I maybe would be happier reading and not playing computer games.

But the Civ2 calls me, it does. It is mine and I wants it.

Phenomenon (do doooo do-do do!)

I have been meaning to mention this for a while...you know how sometimes when you eat something it's *the best* something you've ever eaten?

For example: a couple of weeks ago on a cold Friday I had fish and chips for lunch. I was really hungry and I had to walk to get them in the cold and the wind. It was almost but not barely raining.
When I got the fish and chips they were hot and crispy and squishy in the middle and they tasted *so good*. They were the best chips I've ever had.

Chocolate almost always fulfills this phenomenon, but not always. I bought some Nestle smooth and milky and it's gross. On the other hand Lee's sister gave me a milk Terry's chocolate orange and that is always best ever.

You'll just love the high priest's house

Slack with the blogging.

It's because of Civilisation 2.

I love to play Civ2. I have been being the Japanese and naming towns after anime characters. I had to start again once because the mean old Greeks were picking on me. My new game is much better because I am the most advanced civilisation and I am at war with nobody.

My long weekend was full of Civ2 and relaxing. It was great.

I have read The Dice Man by Luke Rhineheart, which was very well written if disturbing. Kinda Fight Club-esque thematically but with much more psychology. Much longer too. I am now reading Brilliance of the Moon which is the third book of the Otori by Lian Hearn. i am making it last by only reading it at home.

I saw Jesus Christ Superstar last night and it was fantastic. I'd tell you all to see it, but I think the season is sold out now. Our seats were right at the side of the stage so we could see the middle of the stage and the far side but the side closest to us was hidden by the erm, side of the stage. Thankfully not too much of the action happened there so it was OK.

The girl playing Mary (didn't buy a program so don't know her name) was fantastic. She had the most powerful amazing voice, and she was pretty and had a great outfit. For the costumes they had gone quite traditional Isreali with long skirts for both sexes and very drab colours. Judas wore black and was an incredible actor. Jesus was also wonderful. He wore long white robes much of the time and was very good at portraying all the varied emotions.

I just love Andrew Lloyd Webber's music too so I had a fantastic night. I was all hyped up when I came home and then I played Civ2 and my brain was hotwired. I couldn't get to sleep for ages and when I did get to sleep I dreamed about live action Ranma 1/2. It was pretty disturbing.

I've also been having training at work, which has been really great. I'll write some more later, but work is busy and when I get home it'll probably be Civ2. So no promises.

Excitement and hunger

Both are growing in my belly.

Today I found out that the film festival website has listed some of the movies it's going to play...Squeeeee!

I am already excited about some of the movies including Fahrenheit 9/11 and Coffee and Cigarettes. Reading through there are some others that look very cool, including A World without Women and Evil.

Film festival brochures aren't out til June 22nd though, so no solid plans can yet be made.

Plans for the long weekend: Going to the craft fair with my sister tomorrow morning and a lot of sleeping and reading.

I am looking forward to it.

It was great to get such varied and impassioned responses to yesterday's entry. You all have valid points of view and have made me think a bit deeper.
I love my readers!

Wee-eell....Kyle's Mom's a bitch

In another universe there is a Jenni very similar to me. She's wearing slightly different clothes because in that universe Lee didn't buy her a breast cancer awareness tshirt for Valentines Day. He bought her a Terry's chocolate orange (milk) and a teddy bear (pink). She's probably wearing a different tshirt. Maybe she got one of those oh-so-offensive "Boys are stupid, throw rocks at them" David and Goliath ones.

She's blogging about something worthwhile and interesting.

You should go read her blog. (Or you could get the you that exists in the other universe to read her blog.)

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Here's why I think it's stupid that Farmers had to stop selling the tees that said "Boys are stupid throw rocks at them". My reasons are doublefold:

1. No one (as far as I was aware) was in any danger from the tshirts. Sure, it might not be a helpful thing to have printed on a tshirt, but what tshirt is actually helpful???

Maybe the Te Papa guides tshirts because then you can see where they are. But really, mostly people wear silly things on tshirts and it doesn't mean a thing. No one was *actually* taking the advice of a tshirt and throwing rocks at boys right?

hmmm. Am now tempted to start taking advice from tshirts.

2. There are heaps worse tshirts out there. The reason there was a big kerfuffle was that for once the message was oppressive to males. (I know this is going to be hard for some people to read, but bear with it. Remember no one is forcing you to agree with me.)

For years now you have been able to buy tshirts with the playboy logo on them. Men and women wear them. What is the message of that Hugh Hefner bunny? That women are sex objects. That symbol is everywhere, including being worn by girls under the legal age of consent. That is oppressive to women because it's saying that all women want to be treated as sexual objects.

For a few years now you have also been able to buy tshirts that have sexual positions printed on them...they say things like "porn star" and show two people (in the manner of the figures that mean men and women on public toilets) in all sorts of positions. This offends me because it shows that that kind of image is acceptable anywhere.

Why should that offend me? Because it means that in order for pornography to remain "naughty" it has to get more hard core. That's why I am unhappy that women's naked butts are in prime time tv. Why increasingly naked women are used to advertise anything at all.

It's a scale right? If it's OK to look at naked butts then porn has to go that step further for it to *be* porn. It has to go into extreme places. If it's OK to show a movie featuring explicit rape scenes, what do you put in a porn movie to make it dirtier or more obscene?

Hmmm. I'll stop the ranting.

Boys aren't that delicate. They can take a joke. Boys are stupid. Throw rocks at them. At least the tshirts aren't showing a naked boy being sexually dominated. That would (in my humble opinion) be much more harmful. The David and Goliath tshirts are clearly meant as a joke. Many more offensive tshirts are not.

Chu! Chu!

Up down left right hey! hey! Chu!

Iona is sad that I didn't buy lip blam on Sunday. I am glad I didn't buy bee-but butter!

I guess lip blam would come in a little tube, you put it on and your lips explode. I'm not sure what the point of lip blam is. Maybe like a chemical peel localised on your lips? Anyway I'm sure there are masochists who would buy it.

You could have strawberry flavoured lip blam and maybe nuclear strength lip blam for when your lips are stubbornly keeping their shape.

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I am bidding on My Little Ponies on Trademe *again*. I go wild and bid for a whole bunch and then I have regret because I shouldn't waste my money like that. So I sit and hope I get out-bid. I normally do because I don't hang around at the time the auction runs out. There are usually people who do and they get the thing I don't really want.

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My neck actually feels better today. It isn't as hurty as it was. I think I am actually getting better. This is cause for celebrationary peeps. I wish you could still get peeps in Wellington. In Cowboy Bebop you can still buy them even though it's the far future and lots of Earth has been abandoned. Although they are called Pyokos on Cowboy Bebop and neither Jet, Faye or Spike will eat them.

Nobilis tonight. Should be fun.

I am making Beef Stroganoff for dinner. I have never made stroganoff before so wish me luck. I don't know why but Lee suddenly decided he wanted stroganoff. Go figure. Stroganoff is an exceptionally silly word. It is made up of two silly parts: Strog and anoff:

"Excuse me while I go strog some food together."
"Make sure to add enough anoff!"

Ridiculous.