riverdresses: ([dw] katarina ; lost but not forgotten)

(I like Tumblr + Twitter far too much.)

♥ I am currently losing sleep due to the splendour of the Karen Gillan tag on Tumblr. Karen, Karen, Karen! ♥

♥ & I felt like reviving this meme, because I've been listening to them nonstop for the past couple of weeks. & I did it on Tumblr as well & should probably let the love spill out over here as well. Chameleon Circuit are fucking amazing & I love them as much as any of my other favourite artists. They're just brilliant & adorable & so surpremely talented.

O, & everyone should go & look up their song Silence And The End Of All Things - a beautiful song for Amy & Eleven at the end of The Big Bang Two. I've had it on repeat for three days now & it makes me teary-eyed every.single.fucking.time. within the first minute of it. As soon as I hear 'when you wake up, you'll have a mum and dad, but I'll be just a story/that's okay/we're all just stories in the end/so live well and love rory', my eyes just fill with tears. It can be very problematic when one is listening to it on the bus, but that's what waterproof eye makeup & (stolen) designer sunglasses are for.

Answer the following questions using only the song titles of a chosen band.

I chose Chameleon Circuit.

1. Are you male or female? Kiss The Girl
2. Describe yourself. Teenage Rebel
3. What do people feel when they’re around you? The Sound of Drums
4. How would you describe your previous relationship? Silence And The End of All Things
5. Describe your current relationship. Type 40
6. Where would you want to be now? Gallifreyan History 101
7. How do you feel about love? Mr. Pond
8. What’s your life like? Nightmares
9. What would you ask for if you had only one wish? Travelling Man
10. Say something wise. Exterminate, Regenerate

Two & five were actually a lot harder than you'd think. I settled on my answer for five because I'm quite sure my laptop & I have a Doctor/TARDIS bond at times. & because the love of a TARDIS = better than any other kind of love. & I settled on Teenage Rebel for two because I'm just eternally seventeen at heart. & I was a girl when I learnt how to run. So there.

(& as for three . . . well, I probably scare people. & everyone who meets me probably thinks I'm straight-up mental & not in the good way. Too bad I'll never be as BAMF as the Master is. Ah, well.)

♥ I picked out my lesson books today & am going back later in the day to pay for them properly since I needed the barbarian's ident card. It's getting closer & closer, my return to lessons & to having to learn to (mildly) resocialise with people. It's making me feel stressy & slightly ill.

♥ Visiting my favourite uncle & his family for karaoke tonight! ::bounces:: I love karaoke, you know - it's my biggest guilty pleasure! As a former stage actress, I absolutely adore it, even if I can't sing.

. . . & the times we would have had now never had inside that box of bluest blue . . .
riverdresses: ([firefly] river ; a daisy fresh girl)
O, goodness. ::clutches internet to her bosom:: Never leave me again, my beloved high-speed internet, never ever!


So, I've actually been without internet for almost a month or two. (we cancelled one cable service provider, meaning I lost the internet since it was all connected, we switched to AT&T, which was a joke, as it never even got set up properly & just . . . sigh, it was a mess, really!) But just this morning, the barbarian & I - well, mostly me, as she left me to field any questions & such from the installer chap that came by - got everything all settled. Hooray!

O, goodness, it's nearly Christmas, isn't it! (Or Yule, or Hanukkah, or whatever holiday you celebrate during the winter months, of course!) I've so much to do - well, as we all, I suppose - baking for the barbarian & I, baking for a visit to my favourite relatives before Christmas, gift shopping & tree-decorating when it gets here . . . o, I just love the holidays, don't you? Which reminds me, I do believe some of you have holiday card posts up? For those of you that are still taking addresses, could you please link me to them? I'd love to have a card or two to display!

Also, I have a bit of a twofold surprise for everyone . . .

I'm returning to school!

Yes, I'm returning to proper (more or less, I suppose) academia in January as a proper student at my local college. Granted, the barbarian sort of forced & wheedled & wore me down until I agreed to return, but also, I was getting terribly bored of such a formless mass of days my life seemed to become. I was getting bored, yes, & missed exercising my mind, but still. I'm quite nervous about the whole thing now, I must admit. As you know, I don't do well with people my own age & I never did well when I was forced to go to school anyway.

So yes, I suppose I'm a bit scared, but really . . . best not to think about it, right?

Maybe. I don't know.

I just . . . who knows, really.

& now for the more fun surprise!

I'm going to be doing another Doctor Who rewatch-athon!

Yes, yes, I am! Remember the great & mighty Troughton rewatch-athon of 2009? The year where I earned my degree in Two-ology? Yes, that's it! Well, as you know, I loved doing the rewatch-athon & recapping & discussing all of Two's serials with my friends & so, I've decided to do it all over again, but this time, for the Sixth Doctor! I was torn between doing a Six or Seven rewatch, as I absolutely love both Six & Seven, but with a little help via Twitter, I decided to go with Six. I love Six to absolute pieces & like Seven, I feel that Six is a vastly underrated & far too maligned as the Doctor. Sure, Six had a lot of poor turns during his era, but I think it's time to start remembering & highlighting the good in his era. The things that make him THE DOCTOR, unquestionably.

So, yes, I'll be doing a full Six rewatch-athon, both series & plus a fair few audios. (Mostly the Lost Stories, but a couple of the multi-Doctor stories as well, along with Davros, which is my absolute favourite Six audio, along with being one of my favourite Big Finish audios in general.) I'll also be adding in the Five serials Arc of Infinity (bonus Colin Baker pre-Six!) & of course, The Caves of Androzani, which needs no introduction. I'll cap off the rewatch-athon (most likely) with Time and the Rani, though there could be audios after that.

Now, with all of that in mind, & a loose structure as to how I'll lay it all out, I just need to decide when I'll begin the rewatch-athon. I wanted to begin it this month, but December is such a busy time for people, isn't it? I thought about perhaps January, when I'd have more money for buying more Six serials on DVD (watching them on DVD is SO much more insightful & I'm absolutely dying to hear Colin Baker's own words about his era!), but then I'll be so busy, what with getting back to a student's milieu & with school-related responsibilities.

Though, Six's era is rather short, & even with the audios, it still wouldn't be as extensive as the Troughton era was - that was nearly twenty serials, plus three audios & three (or was it four?) bonus stories. Six's era, even with the Lost Stories audios, wouldn't even come close to being as massive. So perhaps I could do it this month? (I estimate the whole thing taking a month & maybe two or three weeks of January, roughly.) If anyone has an opinion, please do chime in!

Eeek, look at how long this entry became! I was really just popping in to mention the rewatch-athon & to explain about this total Tumblr&LJ blackout & look what happens! O, well, I never can stop talking once I get started, can I? Well, that said, I'm off to collect audios & Six serials for the rewatch-athon & try to catch up with everything!

(p.s. as you may surmise from this post, I was unable to make it to Providence as I so strongly wished to. The barbarian whined & whined & cried & complained about me going, claiming I would run afoul of all sorts of evil creatures, so in the end, I did not go, just to appease her. I live very poorly with that choice, even if it pleased her. But I don't wish to speak of it, honestly.)
riverdresses: (☂ a beauty like brittle bones)
(one day, we're going to curb my tumblr obsession. today is not that day, however.)

I had the strangest dreams while I was asleep. My father teaching a class of people I knew from art school, Florence Welch & her nonexistent husband giving me a lovely hat & me crying over her describing how she dances, & even some almost-indescribable Star Trek-related dreams.

The best one involved me walking back to downtown San Francisco (only, of course, it wasn't really) from another city one would have to drive to in the waking world. I waked through a shop & then across the street into what was almost certainly some part of China (I almost wanted to write downtown China because that's the only way I could describe it), but was really just downtown San Francisco somehow.

I walked into this place that might have been a train station or a restaurant of some kind . . . sort of like what they have at aeroports. I got into this sort of elevator-cum-glass train that went all through the city of sorts, past all of the huge exhibitions & even around these sort of huge steamboats full of tourists. We went up & down, in insane dream-physics - I think at one point we were holding onto lines & kept swooping up & down around all the people on the boat.

I just remember being up in the air a lot then. & being around water. & the boats, & the old man who found it all very amusing.

At one point, I went through this sort of . . . extended lobby of sorts. An atrium. A plaza. I don't know. It was just long & extended & beautiful. Blacks & whites & tiled surfaces & fountains in some places. I was told that they were all different hotels, some very old & some a bit less older. I must have passed through at least two, maybe three.

There was another place I passed through, after the hotels. It was an old theatre, I think, or possibly the inside of one. (I don't know if it was a cinema or a proper theatre. It might have been a cinema.)

The young (& yes, fairly attractive) fellow who was sort of guiding what I was riding on told me a story about it. I only remember pieces of it, but it involved the man who'd built it & who loved a beautiful girl who was either a flapper-actress or a ballerina. It was now haunted by their spirits, or possibly only by his; I do not recall.

The dream then became the inside of the walls of where we were, where there was a picture of her & sepia-tea-toned lighting. I think we both fell through several levels of the walls before, at some point, we became (or were possessed, perhaps) the two lovers from the past. We fucked madly on the broken, unsanded wood of the walls, trying to hold onto each other & stay in these bodies.

The rest of the dream is a haphazard mess beyond that - it became a Sir John Tenniel Alice in Wonderland illustration, with me living in a tree trunk & having some sort of dream-life version of Beauty & the Beast. I don't remember a thing beyond that, save for everything looking like one of his illustrations & living in a tree trunk.

☂ ☂ ☂ ☂

I don't think that I mentioned in my last post that I'm planning on going on holiday to Providence, Rhode Island in November. I'm hoping to be gone at least a week & to leave on Halloween. While I'm there I'm also hoping to go to Boston, since I'll be reasonably close by.

This is basically my Lovecraft Country Tour '11. & my first time travelling on my own. But I'm really looking forward to it! The only thing I'm a bit saddened by is that I don't know anyone to go visit & have fabulous shenanigans with whilst I'm there. O, well. I suppose I'll have to learn to make my own fun this time. ♥


Feb. 6th, 2011 12:07 am
riverdresses: (f ↑ cupcake twirl!)
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me . . .

Today, I am twenty-two. & right now I'm reading Zatanna comics & playing Bejeweled 3. & in the morning, there will be cake & family.

riverdresses: (≈ new wave specs appeal)
Eye exam tomorrow morning at nine-thirty. Grrrr. Definitely not looking forward to sporting my Tenth Doctor/Clark Kent specs or lacking my Edie Sedgwick-esque eye makeup. But I need an eye exam & more contacts quite badly, so sacrifices must be made, alas.

Damn, why don't I ever buy waterproof eye makeup? Waterproof eye makeup & defogger for my specs.

Screencapping continues to be a pain in my arse & there's a good chance that I'm just going to have to do it manually - screencapping is always nice, but doing it manually in VLC is such a drag - tedious, tiring & frustrating. But my caps just . . . vanish if I try to do it automatically, so if I want caps, I'll just have to do it all by hand. Ah, well. I've got some pretty subject matter to work with, so maybe it'll be less of a chore! It'll just take longer to get it all done.

& in less wah-wah-wah, I went skipping off to [livejournal.com profile] fanmix in search of Zod/Tess mixes & whilst I came up empty-handed (booo!) for them, I found - & yes, I'm shocked that I'm even going with this; but crack is fun - a really nice Zod/Lois mix! (Again, my shock is almost immeasurable, but Pandora is wicked shippy if you liked those two. & the phone fakeouts & Salvation up until the phonebooth scene are also pretty shippy. I'd . . . read it? & okay, maybe ship it. But I'm too busy scheming on how to promote moar Zod/Tess to think of them.)

I also forced myself to sit through watched Superman II last weekend. It was . . . well, not my thing, but it was nice. & I thought the fortress of solitude looked really Gallifreyan in design, which amused me during all the dull bits, i.e., the non-Zod or Clark bits.

& you know, the weirdest thing? I came out slightly hearteyes for Clark Kent. But then again, I've never been overly fond of Superman - he bores me, actually, & I was a Batman girl as a child. But Clark? Awww! He gets me right in my heart because of that sweet awkwardness he has. I like cutely awkward sorts!

Hmm. I remember once talking with [livejournal.com profile] nentari about how Sarah Jane Smith, in her early serials with Three, was very Lois Lane-esque herself, even in her wardrobe & overall look. I definitely saw that in the film & I sort of see it in Smallville!Lois too, even though I don't think she & Sarah are as much alike there. I think Smalliville!Lois is maybe a bit more Martha Jones-esque (especially in Pandora!) than Sarah-esque, but they're still a fair bit alike. But, hey, I loved Martha too, so it's a win-win situation all around.

& I'm pretty sure all of that preamble was just so I could mention how the Genesis song Me and Sarah Jane made me think of Clark & Lois without everyone thinking I'd lost my mind. (well, it sort of does! I think you just have to use your imagination to make it fit a bit.)

I went back to using my Twitter today at [livejournal.com profile] wordsindreams' enabling suggestion, since she's using hers more lately. I'm riverdresses there as well, should you want to follow me! (I update way too much there; you've been warned)

Hmm. Sort of want to practise my eye makeup now in lieu of of being able to wear any tomorrow - I know some of it will stay on & make it look like I have some on, so I'd have more of a Nico-esque, rather than Edie-esque look.

Also, LJ fucked around with the tags again, & made it so that any tag with a slash is basically a broken link, so I have to start reorganising my tags soon. GAH, WHAT THE FUCK WAS WRONG WITH THE OLD SYSTEM, REALLY.

Edit: AAAAH OMG, THE MAKER OF SAID MIX MADE A BUNCH OF BEAUTIFUL ZOD & ZOD/LOIS ICONS FUCK YES! ::DANCES:: (It's been a bitch to find good, gorgeous, awesome Zod-centric icons. I DO NOT APPROVE. ::hisses:: brb, swiping & uploading all of them.)

Edit II: I forgot to add above, that after a little thinkythink (& seeing the Zod/Lois icons I flailed about above), I've come to the conclusion that Zod/Lois = Simm!Master/Martha, but somehow, not as squick-inducing for me. (I can read Simm!Master/Martha, but it kind of makes me uncomfortable & I've never figured out why.) Zod/Lois, on the other hand is just hot & twisted, & not like Zod/Tess - that's just evil & hot. So I could feasibly enjoy them more than I ever could Simm!Master/Martha. Go figure.

abandon hope all who enter here

Elizabeth (Betsy). Twenty-two, almost twenty-three, but perpetually seventeen. Whirls back & forth between vulgarity & delicacies like a dervish proper & has been known to disappear for months on end. Worshipper of Carroll, devotee of Lovecraft & BPAL hoarder absolute. Destined for the madhouse.

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