Best Dream Ever

So here I am at Target with my family. It happens to be celebrity employee night, and all sorts of famous people are there. But wait! It looks as if some evil mastermind has a plan to do some dastardly deed! And alas - it seems as if said dastardly deed will put Christian Bale in danger! But the plot thickens - seeing as it is celebrity employee night, the store is full to the brim with fangirls, all swooning and begging for Christian Bale's autograph. I see his face - he is exhausted and far from being a smiling, gracious autograph signer. This mob of teen girls has completely drained the life from him. So in I swoop and so doing, rescue Christian Bale from not only the hordes of screaming fans, but also the imminent danger! The scene ends as, surrounded by my family, Christian Bale takes my hand. He shakes it, then looks into my eyes. Still holding my hand, he leans forward and kisses me on the top of my head, then walks away.

My. Life. Is. Now. Complete.

Classes, Schmlasses, lets watch TV!

I think that I am going to be either one of two things this year - either really bored or REALLY BUSY. I'm leaning towards really bored right now, considering that the first day of my supposedly really difficult lab covered things that we covered in Sophomore biology in high school. I mean really, Punnet Squares? Those are super easy. And who doesn't know what the patellar region is? (That one was a joke). Anyway, in light of this imminent boredom, my plan is this - to try and study as much as possible! AHAHAHAHAHAHA, just kidding. Watch more tv. And BLOG about it! You won't have to watch TV anymore because I have decided that along with posting a link to a comprehensive recap of the show at Television Without Pity, I will provide my own commentary on the happenings of my favorite shows!

Let's start out with the newest addition to my lineup of must see tv - Veronica Mars! I have resisted watching this for a while, simply because it was on UPN and honestly, that's where television shows go to die. But amid much praise from people whose opinions I actually care about, I decided to give it a go (also because it's only three seasons and it's off the air, so it's something I can watch when I want to, not obsessively because I have to see the episode before the next airs). Anyway. This gem of a show follows the show's namesake, one 17-year-old private eye who helps her father, the disenfranchised former sheriff of the small town in which the live, to solve cases for his numerous clients, all while navigating the perilous straits of high school unpopularity. Now while this all sounds vaguely cheesy and cliched, the show pulls it off with flair! I'm three episodes in, and I'm hooked! So there you go, more commentary to follow.

Also...Docotr Who is pretty much monopolizing my thoughts recently. It's a smart, funny sci-fi based show (but not weird in the way that many are) and frought with British accents (because the show airs in the UK on BBC). But not only is it funny, it is poignant and occasionally heart-wrenching, and at this present moment, my heart is decidedly wrenched. Practically in two. I'm desperate to move on to series three, because right now the thought of the second season finale threatens to reduce me to a wailing, bawling baby.

Anyway, guess I ought to be off, this is rather a lot for one post...

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Fill the spaces with wood in places to make it feel like home

So here I am at ASU. It's about a bajillion degrees out and I've already sweated through two outfits. I've lugged my duffel and backpack halfway across campus, then lugged 50 pounds of boxes (at the same time I might add) up to my seventh floor room, then did what I could to spruce up this place. It's actualy quite cute, and what I'm sure a realtor would call "charming" (read: tiny). I'd love to take a shower, but that's kind of an impossibility due to the astonishing lack of a shower curtain (didn't even think about that one). Also, the walls look rather naked. If you love me, you could send me a poster to make them less boring.

So in a rather geeky turn of events, I've accidentally been pulled back into fandom, at least partially. Now, I have no plans whatsoever to start reading/writing fanfic again, but I do rather enjoy watching the comms. I've always been more of a lurker than an active participant, however, I do know that my OTP is definitely Sydney/Vaughn. Easily. By a mile. Their love story can still make me catch my breath and sigh.

That being said, I recently started two new shows, Entourage and Doctor Who (the 2005 version). While I am less than impressed with Entourage (I guess I just don't relate to the lifestyle...) I'm incredibly hooked on Doctor Who. It's pretty much the best sci-fi show I've ever seen (this does not count Alias or Supernatural, those are spy-fi and horror-style-buddy-drama, respectively). It's funny and entertaining, and I highly recommend it. Oh, and British accents. Delightful.

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you

So I'm packing. It's kind of a breeze, actually, which I was not expecting. I didn't realize how little I brought home. Really all I have to bring back with me is clothes and electronics, and a few dvds.

Packing is actually getting me a little excited to go back to school. I mean, I'd love to stay in WI for the rest of my life, but back at school there's a faster internet connection, classes (yeah, I'm a dork), and Pitchforks. So...there are exactly three things about ASU that don't exist here. Hopefully these three will be enough to get me through the semester.

Somehow I doubt it.

P.S. The title is a line from Africa, by Toto

August beginnings (get it, it's a pun!)

It's August. And I will be back in AZ in less than two weeks. Blergh. This has me so disheartened that I can barely get myself to write. Argh.