A Book Review...100 pages in

I think I might lobotomize and blind myself if I read anymore of Christine Feehan's Dark Prince. Torture. If I was into romance and needed some one handed reading it would be fine, it goes on for pages. I can't read this book fast. Three days I have been reading it and I think I am 100 pages in. I could have finished at least three books in that time.

I am mad at the book, it's kill me already pacing and far too much sex. I cannot read a book that refers to vaginas as "centers" while being moist, expanding, ready, sheaths, and other countless euphemisms! Can't they use something that doesn't lower my IQ and make me laugh. Not to mention a man's penis. It's always his hardness! She could feel his hardness or bulging hardness. Blah! No imagination. Boring. If I ever read romance again I need it smutty and quick. Not laughable. I can't finish it. I gave it plenty of time. I'd rather read my college economics course book.

The vampires sucked, too, and not the way I like them to suck.

Next up...Generation Dead. Teens and the dead won't stay dead. No vampires.

Then and Now

There isn't much to write about. I've locked myself in my room so I won't catch the stomach bug going around. Seems to have worked so far. It's made me feel a little uneasy though.

I've been having dreams of a lost friend that I let go. The guilt is manifesting.

I even might let go of another, at least in my heart. I'm still reconciling that. It could be a vacation. Although I feel a little relieved. Mind you I haven't put thought into anything, it's something that is just happening. I am surprised about my feelings though. I imagined it would be more difficult but it seems organic. It scared me a little the other night. I was in bed ready to sleep telling my subconscious to not let me dream of my lost friend again when I thought of the other friend. I imagined a brief conversation saying "I've moved on" and it was okay. So maybe some daytime thinking is required. Not late night, tired from reading vampire fiction thinking. For now I'll go with what's happening naturally. Seems to be working.

However do I find these books?

I've been reading vampire books with a few months off between binges. Teenage vampire books. Who knew I'd be on the slippery slope of vampire fiction. My book preferences tend to be more cerebral.

I read at least 25 books, 16 in two weeks. I was devouring them. Quite a few were just quick 2 hours reads so I wasn't spending days with them. Now I've read a book a day. More are waiting for me. I had run out of books and then somehow I discovered teen vamps. I don't know where they were hiding! How they didn't show up on searches, I'll never know, I think is a conspiracy.

I call it a secret pleasure and it makes me feel like I'm renting porn. Completely weird, I know. Constant trips to the library, unending hold requests, secret hand offs in dark alleyways!! I don't know when I'll read a normal book again. As soon as I read all the vampire ones.

I am reading the House of Night Series and Vampire Academy Series and nearly done with all.

Now another discovered series Blue Bloods...

Hopeful Knitting

I'd like to knit some scarves like these. I love cables, it's the best knitting.

I just need to find the perfect yarn.

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies

What more could and Austen and zombie fan ask for (besides a movie)? All of our other favorites zombified, of course!

I am eagerly awaiting my advance copy. Get your own when it's released in June, I believe.

“It is a truth universally acknowledged that a zombie in possession of brains must be in want of more brains.” So begins Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, an expanded edition of the beloved Jane Austen novel featuring all-new scenes of bone-crunching zombie mayhem. As our story opens, a mysterious plague has fallen upon the quiet English village of Meryton—and the dead are returning to life! Feisty heroine Elizabeth Bennet is determined to wipe out the zombie menace, but she’s soon distracted by the arrival of the haughty and arrogant Mr. Darcy. What ensues is a delightful comedy of manners with plenty of civilized sparring between the two young lovers—and even more violent sparring on the blood-soaked battlefield as Elizabeth wages war against hordes of flesh-eating undead. Can she vanquish the spawn of Satan? And overcome the social prejudices of the class-conscious landed gentry? Complete with romance, heartbreak, swordfights, cannibalism, and thousands of rotting corpses, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies transforms a masterpiece of world literature into something you’d actually want to read.

JANE AUSTEN is the author of Sense and Sensibility, Persuasion, Mansfield Park, and other masterpieces of English literature.

SETH GRAHAME-SMITH once took a class in English literature. He lives in Los Angeles.

Lost in Austen

I must tell you about this series from the UK, Lost in Austen.

A woman discovers Elizabeth Bennett in her bathroom then she leaves just as quickly. The next day is when they switch places, rather accidentally on Amanda's part but Elizabeth knew what she was doing. So Amanda finds herself in the middle of Pride & Prejudice her favorite story...ever. As they say in the UK it all goes tits up but surely it is made right in the end...

Mr. Darcy is fantastic he isn't crossing any fields like in the 2005 movie but he is a little over developed for a gentleman of the time. Not that I minded seeing him come out of the fountain all smoldering and wet looking like he was having his way with me with only his eyes.

Not that I find that attractive, men standing around being muscular and wet, some how, and staring me down. It doesn't hurt when the time is right for staring which is pretty much every time I sit down for a movie. So don't get me started on 300 and all those thighs running around in leather underpants. Which should be edited to my own personal liking with only thighs and butts for the most part. I'll take stomachs and whatever else as long as it's not all talking and fighting.

But yes if you are a devote Austen fan or even Jemima Rooper fan, make haste!! If you want to know where to find it, free and safely, ask me.

Such a liar.

I said I was going to do this and that but I haven't. Even with the computer I haven't done anything.

I will admit to too much British TV.

Do not be surprised if I develop an accent and have at least one of the following abilities:

-solving crimes only a genius can figure out
-a sharp-tongued comedienne from Ireland. "I'm a happy drunk!"
-super hero
-character from any of Jane Austen's novels...a TV series as well!
-a lonely janitor in space (with robots, I made) forced there by crazy scientists and made to watch horrible movies all while making you laugh hysterically at my jokes (not British)
-taking a holiday in Benidorm, Spain. It's all inclusive!
-one of two gardeners who happen to work where a murder always happens and I solve it!
-70's era Mr. wizard who explains it all without the Mr.wizard but stupid, wrong and fun all at once
-in space (again!) but in charge of a lackluster crew of hapless idiots trying to stay out of trouble but then again I am Simon Pegg's best friends, in real life.
-an attractive teacher with a great voice...oh I turn myself on
-psychic working at a Scottish University solving paranormal phenomenon. Yeah for finally being a Scot!
-a witch who gives birth to some devil child or whatever, he's so hot I'd fuck my own kid but too bad I die.

Let's not start with American TV. Nor my love affair at living at the top of the world. I know I would be miserable for the 9 months of unimaginable temperatures but it's irresistible for now and I like thinking of living there for a year. Driving on rivers and seas and for 4-6 weeks you can only come in by plane. The Dempster Highway into town during the summer is dusty, which is an understatement and there is just one gas station on it's 375 mile journey. They manage to have more than my own county has...go figure. I should mention it's Inuvik, Northwest Territories, Canada. If you have heard of Yellowknife and thought it was really far, Inuvik is further north.

I'm A, Inuvik is B...Canada is too big.


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The War Will Never End

Proposition 8 Protest 11/15/2008

We all must live equally in this world, allowed the same freedoms and rights. To remove or deny those rights to anyone removes your rights, as well.

I attended the protest in Raleigh, NC on November 15, 2008. I will continue to fight for the rights of all at future protests.

Find your local information at Join The Impact

Just a warning

I am going to post very, very soon.

I've become a reading machine and nothing seems interesting after entering the great worlds of the books I have been reading. Two series. I finished them both. So that means I read 8 books in a week. Then about 5 before that. I had to wait for them to come in. It sounds like a lot but one series was a quick read like 2.5 hours per book. Mass market author. So I want to talk about them.

Having to share a computer is annoying. I can't wait to get mine fixed. Then I can do all the things I love and I can focus. Focus being an important part. With TVs, PlayStations, kids (hey not mine!) and an adult in the background I can't tap anything other than annoyance.

*cough cough bitch bitch*

I'm tired and sometimes when I cough my head feels like it's slowly filling with air and will gently explode. Which makes me moan, the only cure I can think of to deal with it. Unless I can suck the little mucus and inflammation out somehow. I'm enjoying hot tea to try to melt whatever is forming and sitting upright to prevent inflation :)

My latest copy of Entertainment Weekly is 63 pages full of Sex and the City. I show I could never watch. I didn't see the point. I didn't identify with them and the few episodes I have seen included Parker wearing shorts the same size as underwear. I am apparently a prude. I couldn't take it. Whether it makes sense or not.

The other day I was discussing the latest book I read and the author with my brother. Who then tells me I need to stop reading junk. I was just shocked that was the first piece of junk I have read or can remember reading. Unless he thinks Harry Potter is junk. I don't think so but with him it could cross a line BUT he read the entire series and had to get to the library to get what I didn't have. I wasn't reading it for it's literary merit! Entertainment. I have always avoided junk. I was offended! He doesn't even know what I read!!! I can lose a debate on not reading philosophy or history, which is like a secret buried deep within. I don't know why I haven't. My brain is craving this. I like to understand a broad spectrum of topics and my lack of history (they never teach you the good parts) and modern theories on post modernism or whatever it was. I once read a book by a doctor of psychiatry (or something fancier) based on the mind-brain or something and it was my most beloved book. I even had to argue with a girl who was too stupid to understand the book was nonfiction and not literature like her beloved Girl, Interrupted or whatever. Which I am sure had tons of fact in it and explorations simple enough for the masses and was based on a real person, therefore making it real. But to argue! With me about nonfiction and what it is. Hey I'm not the smartest person in the room, at times, but I'm definitely not the dumbest. Whatever...

People...

My next book is an historical narrative retelling of the Norman Invasion of England. I think it is 1066 The Year of the Conquest. I am ready for it!

nonstop brain.

I had a shit night after I watched an episode of the mini-series of Cranford that has 5 episodes(2 hours each)! I was tired, listless, annoyed, mildly aroused, depressed and superficially pensive all at once. I wasn't thinking of anything in particular, I wasn't focusing on anything. It's as if fractions of all these thoughts and feelings hit me at once and I didn't have to fret with the details just the leftovers. I was up until after 5 am. Let's not forget the sinus congestion and headache I started to get when I finally tried to pretend to fall asleep.

Sir Digby Chicken Caesar

I have to profess my LOVE for this character. He appears in That Mitchell and Webb Look on BBCA. You can find a few clips on Youtube. I highly recommend it. I wish there was a TV show just for this character.

I love the camera and escape music.

A book review before I've finished it.

I'm reading Christopher Moore's The Stupidest Angel. It's supposed to be this hilarious read. While its humor isn't appealing to me there are a few things that gave me a chuckle. I keep seeing blog post saying it's hilarious. Ugh. I am eagerly awaiting the zombie that appears. There is of course the stupid angel and the former movie star who was a horrible equivalent to Xena that is on, currently off, anti-psychotics. Her "narrator" in her head is funny enough.

Sometimes I don't enjoy books until I have finished them or had a thought about them. This is the only thought. So far this is the funny stuff. Oh wait. The guy that gets killed by his ex-wife is immediately hit on by a former alcoholic pilot who owns a fruit bat and helps her bury the man. Takes her to dinner, has sex with her and I imagine they continue some sort of relationship. I haven't gotten that far. It was amusing.

Another thing I am tired of shit that is supposedly funny not being funny. What some weird shit happens and I'm supposed to laugh? I know it's subjective and I know I can laugh at anything, I do all the time. Hey, I still laugh at farts. I'm not high and mighty with my humor. I guess I am saying we need to find better people who label things as comedic, humorous and especially comedy in our entertainment. End rant.

a new decade.

One day this blog will be updated regularly!

Other than that.

Things are changing. As I am approaching my 30's the way and things of the 20's must pass.

I will be sorting out my messy details. Not that I am that complicated or have complicated situations.

I'm sticking the stamp on the envelope and we all shall see.