Evil Wrapped in a Fangirl Disguise

Even Tristan knows this show is "addictin like crack." His words.

Also, texting began when he told me he got a book. Un Lun Dun. Because I was reading it while I was at their house this summer and I said it was good! And then he called me a silly goose when I questioned his sincerity about remembering my birthday. The silly goose thing will always and forever crack me up. He's 13! And that's what he calls me. :D He and his sister, they kill me with how great they are.

Anyway, there's some talk about the promo for the season under the cut, too.

( Supernatural - 5.05 )

ME: OBAMA!
TRIS: YEA BOI YEA
ME: \o/
...
TRIS: I'M SO FLIPPIN HAPPY

That basically sums it up. ♥

Tris is signing everything (Yes We Did). How much do I love this kid?

I've been slowly working my way through season four of NCIS. So far I'm up to "Dead and Unburied." Is it just me, or is McGee looking extra good during this season? I'm thinking it's not just me. DiNozzo certainly seemed impressed in "Shalom." Hee.

When I was in Seattle, I got Tris into watching with me. At one point he said he was worried about McGee because they picked on him so much. I assured him it was only because they loved him. We agreed that you don't bother teasing the people you really dislike. Like pulling someone's pigtails.

Or like almost our entire family. Friendly sarcasm and teasing. It's how we all communicate.

Today I watched a movie on Lifetime called Mom, Dad, and Her simply because it had Melora Hardin and Paul McGillion in it. They were married and expecting. There was mild angst when his "troubled" fifteen year old daughter from his previous marriage came to stay with them for the summer. MH's character was the best. Well, MH and the daughter once they started to bond a little.

So now I'm thinking that Jan is going to have Carson's mutated clone baby on The Office next season. How's that for a crossover? Which, oh god, just makes me think of what would happen if Dwight ever made it to Atlantis...

Continuing from our earlier conversation:

ME: Doorag. Does he wear a doorag?
TRIS: No.
ME: He should.
TRIS: Well, we have a guy named Depends, but he doesn't wear adult diapers.

I love my family. A lot. Went to my aunt's over the weekend to remove myself from the temptation of the internet so I could work on my various finals. Friday night Kay fell asleep watching TV and Tris (who is ten) and I were left sitting on the couch watching SG-1. At some point, Tris started going on about how he didn't like math and as soon as he could, like this summer, he was going to forget it all. I suggested that that would be a bad idea, but he insisted, saying, "It's against my religion."

"Oh, yeah? What religion?"

Hardly missing a beat, Tris said, "Tristianity."

It kind of killed me. Tris amuses me so much. He can be so bizarrely clever sometimes. The rest of the time he's just really weird. Not in a bad way, just in a "I really have no idea what you're doing or why you're doing it" kind of way. But we always get along.

The weekend was eventful in a strange kind of way.

Friday Mom and I drove down to SU to take care of financial aid related paperwork and drop things off at the apartment. Of course I'd seen the place before, but Mom hadn't so that was nice for her. I'm really looking forward to moving in and getting settled.

Then we drove back to Kay and Greg's so that they could leave on their weekend. Of course, that had to wait for Greg to get home from work. This is where it got kind of exciting. Mom and I were sitting in the TV room watching Spongebob with the kids and I hear Greg drive in. I'm sitting there half-reading, half-watching when I tilt my head back and notice white smoke outside. I pointed it out to everyone else and we all climbed on the sofa and looked down and, sure enough, the engine of Greg's truck was on fire. About ten seconds late Greg comes in needing a fire extinguisher and 911 is called. All of the adults went outside while I kept the kids and the dog in the room farthest from the truck because, well, FIRE. And, though I wasn't going to mention it to a couple of ten year olds, the possibility of explosion.

So the fire department came and I took pictures through the window and we generally just had a weird experience. It was sort of like that time Anne and David left a tiki torch burning on their deck and caught it on fire. Sheesh.

But Kay and Greg left on time and were gone until Sunday. Apparently they had a lovely time at the cabin. We had a pretty good time with the kids. It works out well because they listen to Mom and me when we tell them to do stuff. I was just wondering if it had something to do with me being there every weekend for half the year the last three years, but they listened even before that. When they were little they bonded better with us than with some of the other relatives. (I still remember family get-togethers where, if her dad wasn't around, Callie would basically attach herself to me. And babysitting when they were younger where she'd do the same thing and react when I disappeared.) Maybe it's because Mom and I have very much the same sense of humor as their mom. I know Tris and I, despite an 11 year age difference, can call each other names and make fun of each other and there's nothing mean to it. And at the end of the day he'll still go to bed when I tell him to.

Speaking of Tris, Friday we watched SG-1 and SGA (and I have things to say about those eps, but not right now). Then Saturday we watched the reruns on Fox. We discussed SG-1 being cancelled and the possibility of videogame coolness. And then during SGA Tris said he'd like an Atlantis game and admitted it was because he thinks Sheppard is cool but how he likes McKay, too. (Hee!) He is, of course, completely tainted by me. (He liked Sheppard before, but I'm mostly convinced I'm the reason he likes McKay.) I then suggested that he'd like probably like O'Neill on SG-1 and then explained the movie because he asked if the first episode was called the first episode and how the movie was connected to it. (He's also tainted by Star Wars and George Lucas's numbering system.)

Callie, meanwhile, sat there going, "I don't get it."

Interesting weekend. Mom was over for the family kiddo birthday party. Always good to see the mom.

The party itself was nice and low-key. Not too many relatives there because several were out of town, so it was a good number of people. Kay made a really yummy casserole and we had brunch. I had two mimosas. Yum.

Favorite quote of the day? "Everybody hates the phone company. Even Bedouins."

( The day before, Mom and I saw 'The DaVinci Code' )

Anyway. I didn't ever think the book was as amazing as everyone seemed to think it was. I enjoyed it. It was fun and interesting, but not any great work of literature. And not that controversial anyway. It's not like the idea is a new one.

During the movie, I mostly kept thinking about The Sparrow. I think I may re-read it this summer. It's one of those books that really got to me and during The DaVinci Code I kept wondering what The Sparrow would be like as a movie. If it could be done well. Whenever I tell people about this book, I always explain it as "Jesuits in Space!" because how can you not laugh at that? But it's actually fairly heavy and certainly hit me emotionally.

I have a feeling that's a crappy paragraph, but I'm too lazy to do anything about it.

I'm just taking a break from my Intertextuality essay...

OK, so still not that excited about the new HP movie, but omg! Barty Crouch is Owen from The Vicar of Dibley. *That* I can squee over. "He's as doomed as a virgin on a date with Rod Stewart."

There is a bruise on the inside of my upper arm that looks like a fingerprint. I'm not sure how exactly it got there.

I move out (yea!) Friday at 7:20 PM. And then it's home again, home again.

There's a new promo out for SGA. It makes me happy. Especially...
CARSON: You're dating a woman?
RODNEY: Yes, a woman.
Way to emphasize the gender there, Rodney. ;) Also, John's whole, "Yes, I'm fine. Two arms, ten fingers. ::glances down:: I'll check the rest later." Heh. July 15 really isn't that far away.

Over the weekend, we rented Swimming Upstream, an Australian film based on a true story. Starred Geoffrey Rush, Judy Davis, and Dr. Chase from House. He was a swimmer. He should swim some on House. Because, yeah, he wasn't hard on the eyes.

Speaking of not being hard on the eyes, Tris and Callie (especially Callie) have gotten into using the word "sexy" for everything. Apparently Friday morning, Kay overheard this conversation:

C: Do you think I'm sexy?
T: Callie, you're not even hot.

But, really, what did she expect asking her brother.

Rented Boogeyman last night. Watched half of it and then fell asleep. Natasha had dreams about closests.

Back to the grindstone...

Today was a good day. Mom and I stayed up until 2 this morning watching Mystery! on PBS. It was fun. So we slept in late this morning and went to Pacific Fabrics and Northgate and bought stuff. I got some knew capris and tops got to toodle around with Tris and Callie.

Speaking of which, Neesha do you know what Tris asked me when we were at Pacific Fabrics? We were looking at yarn and I mentioned that you knitted scarves. (He thought that was cool.) Anyway, he asked if you had sent a message to say Hi this time. And I had to say no. What's you're problem missy?

Anyhoo. We came back to Kay and Greg's and Dad and Tom arrived and we got ready and went to the Pre-Orientation Summer Send Off at Seattle U. It was nice and very informative. And I got to meet my roommate!! It started with introductions of the professors that were there and the orientation advisers. The students had to stand up and tell a little bit about themselves. (We all wore name-tags as well.) Then we listened to a talk about balancing your academic life and we were all given several bits of good advice. After that the students and the parents were split up so that questions could be posed that maybe you didn't want to ask in front of parents/kids. We were split up with several OAs. That, at the very least, was highly amusing. After that was over we were all put back together and the night was basically over. All in all it took two and a half hours.

Tomorrow I got to spend five days with EB. Yea!!

Had a great week in Seattle. Last weekend I went to Tris and Callie's birthday party (complete with Harry Potter cake) and that was fun. I really love those two. I can barely remember what it was like without them. And come this fall I'll be able to see them more often! Talked to Kay and it seems that they'll let me do my laundry if/when I baby-sit. A good plan I think.

This very last weekend I met up with Queenie, Vinnie, Tala, and Miss Kitty from Khazad-dum. We went to the Crumpet Shop, Snoqualmie Falls (I can't spell), and a showing of TTT. And the funniest thing happened with the falls. They weren't there! First time I've been there and they've been gone. You could hear them loud and clear, but not see them at all. So we wandered the gift shop for awhile and they came back. And I got to see TTT again! *jumps up and down* Yeah, so I'm a freak. So sue me.

Meanwhile, I promised myself I wouldn't buy any books while in Seattle, but it turns out that I can't enter a book store without buying something. I found the next Thursday Next novel at Third Place Books and I just had to have it. HAD to. And then I found a bunch of SIGNED copies. Didn't even think twice about getting it. I then checked out the Neil Gaiman section and was very sad to remember that I've read everything by him that I can easily get my hands on. OK, so I am still working on The Sandman, but I'll read all of those too. What will I do then?? Re-read them all. Cause they are worth it. But I am reading several things at the moment (sort of) and need to get caught up on fanfiction. I'm seriously behind in a couple of series.

In other completely random news, Jerami thinks I should write a book. I appreciated that. Maybe I will. :)

Oh, and deleted scenes make me love Colin Creevy more. And Ron. :)