... the hockey stick thing is still in place.
... i have THAT NEW HAT i've been eying since october. new hat is completely awesome and brown and, very important, got it on sales for half the initial price. go me!
... i don't understand the whole lady ga-ga craze. excuse me, but her music is very obnoxious. also, she looks like a clown.
... i've read a few blogs these days. most people writing on blogs are very serious, jaded and philosophical about stuff in life. i'm having the most fun with blogs about journalism. they're all like "oh, the quality of news!! oh, we should form the opinion of people!!!" i'm miffed. look, the good thing is that there is diversity. diversity includes stuff you don't like. some people will read trashy tabloids, some will read sartre or some economic newspaper. you don't have to read it/watch it/ listen to it if you don't like it. plus, i'm highly suspicious of people who are trying to change my mind or convince me of something. especially media people since i know how stuff works. which why i never watch talk-shows. ideally, in my opinion, news would be narration of what happened and i will draw my own conclusions. also, political news would be banned or relegated to trashy tabloids since it's pretty much on the same level.
... aragorn is super hot.
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i'm totally subscribing, for my own dark personal reasons, to the st trinian's battle song.

Maidens of St Trinian's, gird your armour on.



Grab the nearest weapon; never mind which one.


The battle's to the strongest; might is always right.


Trample on the weakest; glory in their plight.


St Trinian's! St Trinian's! Our battle cry.


St Trinian's! St Trinian's! Will never die.


Stride towards your fortune boldly on your way,


Never once forgetting there's one born every day.


Let our motto be broadcast: "get your blow in first!"


She who draws the sword last always comes off worst.

you know, it's monday morning, not even grass is growing on monday (the fact that it is the 1st of february doesn't help much either) so... yeah. i want a hockey stick and a cell phone.
on other news, i'm apparently a sprinkler of  karmic dust. as in, BRING THE HOCKEY STICK AND I'LL DELIVER KARMA LIKE AN ANGRY GODDESS.
the imaginarium of dr. parnassus is a lovely mess of terry gilliam weirdness. was smitten with the gypsy knight appearance of late heath ledger.

... i'm going to get paid decently for my job and ON TIME.
... i will go on a romantic picnic by the sea in may with a very significant other
.... if i'm lucky i'll be back doing news about big international mofos instead of lame national mofos. also, news about movies and stuff. if i'm really lucky i will do another show about movies.

.... i still did not forget about my weekend on the amalfi coast. i so deserve it.
... there will be alice in wonderland
... again, i am GOING TO GET PAID DECENTLY AND ON TIME
  ....I AM GOING TO GET PAID DECENTLY AND ON TIME
... I AM GOING TO GET PAID DECENTLY AND ON TIME (this is the official mantra of the year, after 2009 which hated me so badly).
... to be continued

it makes you remember and forces you to sit down and reanalyze all sort of decisions. no, i am not sorry. also, i think pluto approaching at a fast pace my moon is to blame for this. MOAR intense feelings - and previous experience says that feelings usually are the kiss of death. fine, i'm dramatizing, they're not deadly, they just hurt a lot and leave you slightly paranoid. i'm officially a paranoid relationship-junkie and proud of it. i'm a total rebel here. in a world which tells you "you don't need anybody and lust is better than love because love makes you loose your independence" i say that a significant relationship makes you grow. even a less significant relationship makes you grow as a person. and compromising and being willing to meet half-way the other is not a bad thing at all.

and sometimes i wish i could just lay across it and wait for either thawing or solid freezing. in the meanwhile, i am trying to give up smoking (at least one good thing to do on a saturn return). so i'm basically not thinking about smoking and convincing my body it doesn't need, smoking is bad and it costs a lot. actually, the last part is quite an incentive so... there. i am focusing on how many pretty things i could buy instead of cigarettes. carrot routine should work.

so 2009 sucked royally, no, sucked in an almost godly fashion. the year of the bull brought hard work and little money, frustration beyond compare and just when there was a glimpse of hope, major disappointment. also, tested my patience in a way done in the past only by the spawns of satan i dated. and let me tell you, it's one thing when a single evil entity is conspiring against your happiness (i am not that enlightened as to make up excuses such as character differences. THEY were actively and deliberately mean and reveled in making me miserable) and it's a whole different story when seemingly a vast proportion of the universe is doing that to you. i felt like one of the characters in an apocalyptic movie, where tsunamis, earthquakes, ice ages, fiery asteroids and angry aliens were thrown at me at a relentless pace. i'm still looking over my shoulder now. there are 9 days left, more than enough for a sneak karmic attack.
buuuuuuuuuuuuuuut... 2010 is approaching at a fast pace and it will better bring money security, peace of mind and a whole lotta love. the kind of love that doesn't make you paranoid, hurt, worried or otherwise want to crack skulls.

Making a list, checking it twice, gonna find out who’s naughty or nice…. I’m thoroughly convinced that Santa Claus has Venus in Virgo. No one else would be so into a naughty or nice list! And so is the charm of this placement. You’re extremely observant, quiet and calculating as you take everything in and make careful analysis. People might think you’re psychic because of it. Taking care of business is the way you play, which to most people doesn’t seem like actual play, but you’re not boring – you just prefer to let things build on their own. What’s wrong with patience? Don’t good things come to those who wait (and who pass the thorough inspection)? And you’re always helpful, in good shape, and smell super fine. Mm, mm, good.

Super Girl Power: Power of observation (these folks could be psychic)
Super Girl Outfit: Freshly laundered button-down shirt and pencil skirt with pen and notebook for lists

OK, i do love pencil skirts, i'm a very patient person, also quiet and calculating buuuuuuuut.. not extremely observant. nuh huh. unless i am really interested in something. also, i don't like notebooks and pens therefore i always loose pens. and lighters. kitty lighter disappeared today in the vortex of doom or stuff. *tear. kitty lighter please come home!!!
in other news, i'm v proud of the new brown high-heeled boots. sky high-heeled boots, perfect to wear with bootcut pants (i have 2 pairs now. that's progress) and create a wonderful illusion of sky high model legs. also, for the british researchers who claim men don't like loooong legs. i don't care and also, you made that up. because i said so, duh.

so we had elections but surprisingly, we still don't know who won. that translated last night in both candidates claiming the victory. and i just know that, regardless of the final result, there will be accusations of fraud and extra monekeying around. popcorn, anyone?
also, i know we're going to get drama today because mars and moon are both conjunct in leo. moon in leo is demanding, melodramatic and thinks it rules the world. mars will kick that up several notches. here's what sasstrology has to say about that.
"The Moon (your emotional needs) and Mars (your drives) are joined up today in dramatic Leo. And – excuse me, pay attention – that means you’ll be able to address your emotional needs – or rather, address mine – in a straightforward, logical, and effective manner.

Never mind that: how’s my hair? Why aren’t you paying attention to me? Oh, you’re just like your Mother…"

no, not the girl. though she's very cute and graceful. lucky trollop. THE OTHER CUPCAKE. and he definitely has seen new moon because he is doing the shirtlessness thing (*fangirl swoon, omg he is dancing, that's how shallow i am). also, according to internet he is aquarian (of course he is - he's got the sexy, the stare and the voice) and possibly married or single. internet, if i can't trust you who can i trust with useless pieces of trivia? like, is he for real married or not?

really, politics is annoying. more than annoying, it's cheap circus, ohmygods i can't believe i'm talking about it again. yet... honestly. i am completely miffed that there are persons who actually believe one word politicians say. ANY of them. it's all blah blah blah which translates into "we're really after the money you are trying hard to make and honestly, we don't give a rat's ass about any of you, voters. except during the campaign when we try hard to pretend we care". which is why i don't vote. but since i am paying taxes, i'm more than allowed to bitch about them.
and you know, maybe it isn't their fault. it's the people who actually buy those cheap promises who are the real problem. usually i'd just say, whatever, live and let live (although the recent past would come as a strong counterargument to that theory), it's a free world and people are allowed to be dumb and express their dumbness in any way they see fit and i will not prevent in any way their freedom of speech. yet, since i am forced to deal with their stupidity every day (hello there, i make news about this sort of behaviour and it would be very unprofessional to state "look, a bunch of morons are fighting over some liars who don't care about them. just like in soccer"), i might as well express my opinions here.
"But all that is not worth the prodigy of your saliva, Jill, that bites my soul, and dizzies it, and swirls it down, remorselessly, rolling it, fainting to the underworld. " that would be Baudelaire, the Enki Bilal remix.

no, really. official premiere in the US. official premiere here is next week.
i'm just going to celebrate it later, when i get home ...
later edit:
of course new moon broke box-office records for midnight screenings alone. that shows how much we love gooey vampire romance.
also, cleolinda has a theory about why this story is so successful. suprinsingly, it's because of the gooey romance/eyesexing. of course it is.
later later edit:
i like new moon the movie like whoa. because it's so over-the-top dripping with luuuuuuuv and romance and tortured angst and bella's fuckwittery is so obvious.

therefore i have a reason to celebrate. what? christmas is far, samhain has passed, sparklemas sounds like a great option ...

it's for real.

i'm just back from work (like the unwilling workaholic that i am) - check
everything is terribly chaotic - check
0 days free - check. what? i'm either unemployed or working my bum off
freaking out - nope. nuh huh. chaos was my faithful companion this year, therefore i am getting used to it. i don't care anymore. however, i still want to crawl under a rock.
on the bright side - 6 more days till new moon premieres in the US. and another week till it premieres here. i envy bella so much right now. all she has to worry is whether a silly sparkly vampire loves her or not. me, on the other hand, i have to worry about a gazillion things...

see, this is another reason for which i love internet. On internet you can find clips from movies and later you can edit them.... of course i don't own the clips OR the song. I just mashed them together. And yep, i think this makes me a (lol)fan and i am (again) not sorry about spending my afternoon doing it.

Je suis le Ténébreux, - le Veuf, - l'Inconsolé,
Le Prince d'Aquitaine à la Tour abolie :
Ma seule Etoile est morte, - et mon luth constellé
Porte le Soleil noir de la Mélancolie.


Dans la nuit du Tombeau, Toi qui m'as consolé,
Rends-moi le Pausilippe et la mer d'Italie,
La fleur qui plaisait tant à mon coeur désolé,
Et la treille où le Pampre à la Rose s'allie.


Suis-je Amour ou Phébus ?... Lusignan ou Biron ?
Mon front est rouge encor du baiser de la Reine ;
J'ai rêvé dans la Grotte où nage la sirène...


Et j'ai deux fois vainqueur traversé l'Achéron :
Modulant tour à tour sur la lyre d'Orphée
Les soupirs de la Sainte et les cris de la Fée.

of course this is one of my top favourite poems in the universe. young widowed prince who is tall and pretty with wavy hair and the sweetest hazel eyes. he lives in a dark castle on a rainy and foggy island and he's all alone there. because he banished everyone after his wife died... and he is a little mad and extremely in pain. Also, i am quite sure he is taking certain herbs that make him hallucinate. The Other King? Yep, i think so.

which is why i wish desperately for someone to magically fix everything that's awkward and hurting. however, since vampire eric the awesome is unavailable, i guess i'll have to do it myself. *snark

later edit: i actually think sean bean might be a good idea too... you know, he's got very a very menacing, no-nonsense look even as a human. and he's an aries. according to my astrology books and some real-life experiences aries are great for exacting vengeance like an angry god, championing your rights and be general knights in shining armour. well, as long as they're not playing the royal pain in the butt part (which, according to my sister, is their favourite role)

Cleolinda is awesome. She's the best blogger i've read so far for numerous reasons including: dolls! humor! vampires (i discovered Twilight and Neil Gaiman because of Cleolinda so... thanks). Also because she's the only woman i know (fine, in a very virtual way. i stalk her blog every day) i can identify with. which is why i will buy her vampire e-book. in real life, she is the kind of woman i would totally hang out with. and i love the way she does not spout general sentences like "people are so fake, but i will never compromise", "the world today is rotten" and... you know the rest.
also, gothic dolls, omg. I really want the red haired one, she is soooooooo pretty.
now excuse me while i go sulk and throw a giant self-pity party. because i'm tired, frustrated, numb, dizzy, EXHAUSTED on every level after this bad bad bad bad rotten year that hated me so much. right now, i feel like crawling under a rock and wait for 2010.

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i have a new found respect for movie-version bella swan. She slaps a werewolf and she didn't break her hand! That was sexy! Also, werewolves are sexy. Still Team Jacob!