I am currently banished from livejournal till May 1st due to upcoming exams, but I just watched the most recent episode of our favorite show of soul-killing awesomeness, so I obviously need to do a recap. (Shut up, I am not making excuses. Shut up.) There's plenty enough to talk about here. I agree with most others that is wasn't an intense emotional skydive like, oh, every single season finale to date--but there was so much to love here, and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
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P.S. I think I just unintentionally spoiled myself for the Bobby's new game plan. D:
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OMG, Amanda Palmer and Neil Gaiman are getting married!
Life. Is incredible. The end.
Hey lookie here! Piper's got an account at rateyourmusic.com! You can see my entire album collection--or you will be able to, once I finish cataloguing it. I think I'm in trouble, though: I've got 122 albums tagged and I'm only in the B's. :| Anyway, if you see something there that looks interesting, go ahead and check it out. I'm gonna start doing album reviews there at some point as well.
I've realized, by the way, that I have way too much instrumental post-rock and ambient. And I mean way too much. It's my own fault, of course; I see something labeled "ambient" or "post-rock" and I say YES DO WANT. So, you know... it's a good bet that more than half of my music is either world/traditional/folk or ambient post-rock. Pick an album at random...
P.S. We went sledding today. My little sister fell into the ditch and cracked through the ice. XD High-larious, let me tell you.
Popping out of my self-imposed NaNoWriMo exile to say:
Few words can describe how in love I am with this piece right now. It's the second movement of a piano concerto by Muczynski, and it is just lovely. It reminds me of a Joe Hisaishi piece--in fact, when it comes up on shuffle I always have to check to make sure it isn't, that's how much it sounds like him. Perhaps it's an influence? Anyway, it has that same calm, sweet, visual feel, with a beautiful little melody. Try it out!
Signing off again,
Would you rent or buy the home of your dreams if a brutal murder had taken place there? What if you got to live there rent-free? Would you think twice if neighbors warned you that it was haunted?
In fact: Yes, I totally would. This is a fun topic. I don't usually get to talk about this stuff.
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In fact: Yes, I totally would. This is a fun topic. I don't usually get to talk about this stuff. <superstitious!piper> I do believe in ghosts, in a manner of speaking, and I probably wouldn't be too horrified at the prospect of living with one. However, I do have a certain amount of superstition about objects and so on picking up emotions and energy from the people who owned them, and I figure it's rather the same with houses, just more so. In some ways this is cool, like when you find something on the side of the road and speculate about what the previous owner was like. But in some ways it's an icky, sticky feeling like you accidentally walked in on a sibling having sex--just way too personal. And so I'd definitely try to do some kind of cleaning when I got there. (I'm also big into purifying and dedicating rituals, btw.) </superstitious!piper>
(I just liked the topic okay gosh going back to being banned from the internet now)
Said one oyster to a neighboring oyster, "I have a very great pain within me. It is heavy and round and I am in distress."
And the other oyster replied with haughty complacence, "Praise be to the heavens and to the sea, I have no pain within me. I am well and whole both within and without."
At that moment a crab was passing by and heard the two oysters, and he said to the one who was well and whole both within and without, "Yes, you are well and whole; but the pain that your neighbor bears is a pearl of exceeding beauty."
So, I know today is Thursday (the day of our Demon Lord). But my roommate made me promise not to watch the next Supernatural episode until tomorrow, or possibly Saturday. I deserve this punishment, to an extent, because I didn't go to bed until four-thirty last night. (Ballet is great fun when you're running on nothing but adrenaline and too-little sleep, let me tell you.) Anyway, I'm obviously not doing my reaction post--not yet, anyway--and I can't reply to anyone else's reaction posts, so I'm restricted to other, less interesting topics, like real life. Eugh. ;)
Most "eugh": We suddenly got this horrible cold snap--it's way colder than it has any right to be this time of year, and because of that, the maintenance people were not prepared. Thus, it's painfully cold and our dorms have no heating. It's really depressing when you get home, out of the bitter cold, and find that there's nowhere you can go for relief, because your room is just as cold as everywhere else. Luckily the past two days have been better, and by "better" I mean that wearing your coat--around your room, to bed, to the bathroom, and while you eat--actually helps. Meanwhile, my mom has sent up an awesome care package with hot water bottles for me (awesome because I just started my period, and hot water bottles are needed in the battle against cramps), along with my phone charger, which I left at her house again. It'll be here in a day or so. I'm just sad that my beautiful, invigorating autumn weather is evaporating so quickly. Be strong, autumn! You fight off that old man winter! We love you!
Most funny: My fridge went on the fritz again. Guess what it froze this time. Nope, wrong. It froze my eggs. (No, not those eggs, the chicken eggs that you eat. You guys have such dirty minds.) It was the coolest thing ever! I smashed one on the floor, and it just got all flat on one side. I was kind of hoping it would shatter in a million pieces, but I guess it wasn't cold enough for that. Dang. Then I carefully cracked the shell on another one and peeled it off in two complete pieces, leaving the whole, frozen yolk in a perfect egg shape. I think we took a picture. Then I stuck it under hot water and we watched it slowly melt and go down the drain. It was great.
Most wonderful awesome: ( I tutored this really really cute guy today!Collapse )
So that? Totally makes up for the weather. No question.
Hey, Leonard Cohen IS SO appropriate here! But who cares? THEY'RE DEALING WITH CROATOAN! I never thought this day would come. *happy tears*
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P.S. I've decided I'm gonna do one of these for every episode, just to make sure I keep my hand in the fandom somewhat, but I still haven't figured out how I want to do them. This is more organized than the others have been, though it's also more fluffy. I think it makes more sense overall--in the others, my thoughts were kinda all over the place. What say you guys?
Raphael: God is dead!
Me: How postmodern of you.
And that's all I have to say on that.
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