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July 31, 2005

lazy sunday indeed

Shortly, I hope to get some MCAT studying so this day isn't a total lazefest. I have a bit of an excuse in that I spent the last four days getting up at 7 am and not getting to bed before 1 any night. Erm. Which is partly my fault, the late getting to bed part. Ah well. This is what you get when there are Important Studies in the Advancement of Science going on.

The only thing befitting of the title of 'activity' this afternoon when I finally dragged myself out of bed (after finishing The Wounded Hawk, the second book in the Crucible series by Sara Douglass...a must read for historical fantasy lovers...I hate that I have to wait for the next book!) Cece and her bf and I walked to the Loop for some Fitz's root beer floats. Mmmm. At least it was sort of exercise-y, if totally negated by the ice-creamy goodness of the floats. Then I came back and slept until just a little while ago.

Soon. Soon I will be productive. I really don't want to have to take the MCAT again, though I probably will. Oh well. More time to study science.

By the way, happy 25th birthday to Harry Potter (and JK Rowling, of course, who is 40 today...) Yes, I just am that much of a fangirl. I always thought it was sort of cool that JKR decided to set the series up so he was only a month older than me ;) Cece still hasn't finished the sixth book so I'm still waiting for someone to chat about the book with. So silly. But fun. So there. Though, I can't believe I'm going to be 25 in less than a month. I feel so old, sometimes.

Eh. Back to business, I guess.

listening to  Anggun: Snow on the Sahara

file under: getmoving

July 26, 2005

meandering

So on the Today show this morning there was a girl who was born with Spina Bifida which affected, among other things, the formation of one of her feet. Because of infection and other things and after 57 surgeries she ended up having the lower leg amputated, but is doing just fine as a sophomore in high school with her prosthetic. She lives in Oklahoma, and as part of the Today Show's Christmas in July, she received a full scholarship to OK State with tuition, room and board, and books for four years, whenever she gets to college.

I'm happy for the girl, but I'll admit a certain bit of jealousy that she got the full scholarship. Because then I think that even though I was 3rd in my high school class I didn't get a full ride anywhere. Almost at Mizzou, where I probably should have gone. All because I fell in love with Wash U while a frosh in hs. Sigh. I'd really love to not be paying off student loans right now. Seems like I keep having super huge emergency payments due (mostly centered around the car, bless its little 12-year-old heart, er, engine) so I'm not making any money, seems like. Cece talks about getting a second job. I don't want to do that, but it sure would be nice to actually have money coming in instead of paying it out. At least I have a nice bike out of it...

I'm turning into an old woman. It's sad. My glasses prescription went up a notch in both eyes. Boo for myopia. And I have meetings next month to discuss 'retirement planning' aka investments which scare me, since I know next to nothing about investing other than when we played the Stock Market Game in my gifted class in middle school I did pretty well with my 'st. louis stocks.' And I still haven't finished Novare, which is sort of infuriating. But I feel like if I have time to write I have time to study for the MCAT--


EEEEEKKKK! (freakout moment. Less than a month away, now)

--and thus shouldn't be wasting time writing. It's not wasting time, I know, but it's a C activity, since it doesn't EVER have to be done, while MCAT is certainly and A activity. Sigh. Good news is that I'll be able to take off some days next week. About time. Probably won't be able to take any off for a while. Suppose, if I am to entertain the idea broached by Alex of going to Vegas with some of his psych friends I would have to schedule it now ;) Hopefully by the end of the year all these study things will be going perfectly and someone can help me out. Ah the joys of having too many vacation days and not enough time to use them.

There are days when I feel like I'm still wandering around clueless at work, and I feel so young there. I mean, I know there are other people close in age (there's a girl who just graduated sitting next to me, for heaven's sake) but I definitely feel like everyone else knows what they're doing and I don't. Alas. And I've still got kidlike tendencies, what with Harry Potter and playing outdoors and tapdance...perhaps I'll finally get to take a class next semester. We'll see, I guess.

I hope I didn't bore you to tears. Not too much exciting happening here. I have to be at work early the next three days in a row, which is sad. Thank goodness the car is working so I don't have to get up an extra hour earlier to catch the shuttle. I hope your life is more exciting than mine. Perhaps it would be better if I had more sleep ;)

So now I'll have to choose what to write about for NaNo, if I am able to do it...I have two interesting ideas which probably can't be combined and one good opening sentence which possibly could be for either. We'll see.

Better get going to the writer's meetup, then. Au revoir!

listening to  Bring Me to Life, Evanescence, on the Anywhere But Home album
reading  The Nameless Day, Sara Douglass
file under: muses

July 16, 2005

Hello, Harry

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by Rowling, GrandPré


The St Louis Post-Dispatch review is semi-spoilerish and can be found here.


SPOILER WARNING: This post contains my first thoughts about reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, which I finished this afternoon. I bought it last night at the midnight release party, read for about two hours before I went to sleep, then finished it after helping Olga move out, such as it was. She was mostly packed before I got up. I turned the last page sometime around 6 pm. So of the 18 hours that I've owned this book, seven were spent sleeping and two or three hours were spent helping Olga and watching the movie Paycheck. So it took me a little over eight hours to get the whole thing read. It's about 200 pages shorter than the previous book, which was disappointing to me. I mean, I know that the 820 pages of OotP was a pretty hefty doorstop, but dammnit, I like to read! Keep me occupied for more than a day, eh?

But she did keep me occupied for a day, so hats off. Lots of things behind the link. I suppose if you are totally unaware of anything HP there are spoilers everywhere. I do mention who dies, so if you don't want to know that, DON'T CONTINUE READING! Otherwise, please read and let me know how you felt about the book, the direction the series is going, anything at all.

I finished the book not so long ago and I had to sit a moment and just be blank after what I'd read. It was good, and I'm not sorry I bought an HP book in hardcover for the first time, but man oh man oh man.

Random thoughts:
I wonder if JKR is mad that there were a few articles out there speculating that DD was going to be killed? I'm a little sorry I read those, since it seemed that the fact that he died was sort of muted for me. Maybe it's just because the pace of the story at that point, as others have mentioned.

I could just hear the sound of millions of shippers' hearts breaking as I read (myself included, sort of). I'm firmly H/Hr, but I don't mind other ships. But it just seemed like JKR decided to toss everybody in the air and see where they came down. I can see the foreshadowing for some of the pairings but mostly everything seemed rushed. Alas. It seems sort of like the romance was what she cut out to keep the book shorter than OotP. Kinda like the romance in Star Wars Episode III. *gag*

I can't say, in retrospect, that I was entirely surprised by Snape being the half-blood prince, but it caught me off guard while I was reading. I had an early clue that Draco was the one Moaning Myrtle was comforting in the bathroom, but I never dreamed it was for killing DD, even if I pretty much had figured he was the one to die. I will admit that I never liked Snape, but geez. Talk about a double agent. I've always wanted to hate him, but left off because he did seem to help, occasionally, and there was the whole issue of DD's trust in him...I hate to say it, but Harry is so vindicated at the end, and there's nothing but an empty feeling of impotence when everyone realizes it. I'd like to think that perhaps because of the Unbreakable Vow there's still some good in Snape, but I'll let myself hate him a little more now.

I think JKR did what she was supposed to as a writer: she makes you want to read the next book. This wasn't my favorite, but I dearly want to know what happens in the end, and I can't stand the fact that it will probably be another two years before we find out. She didn't do it the way I wanted or expected, which I appreciate. I will agree that it seemed like she took way too many elements out of fanfiction or at least was influenced by the fans that make somewhat insignificant details into great epics. I mean, come on. Who really thought that Blaise Zabini would make it back into the story? I am pleased that she used the name of the charity that Dan R. supports, Demezla House, as a name for one of the Quidditch players.

There were two things outside of plot twists and ships sunk that surprised me: Draco is mentioned as lying down with his head in a girl's lap, and somewhere in the book, a girl is referred to as a slut. Call me a prude, but I never expected to see those in a HP book. I realize that the book is portraying characters that are well into their teens, but it just seemed that JKR was above using such language. I mean, even Uncle Vernon actually said "what the hell" or some variant thereof, instead of "swearing loudly" as has been used in the past. JKR has had a decade to write these things, though, so I suppose it makes sense that she's using more mature (or immature, depending on how you look at it) language.

I can see how this might have been a tangent of the Chamber of Secrets. We learn a lot about Voldemort's background and about that diary that mysteriously shows up at Hogwarts. I'm glad she didn't try to fit it in there though. There's no way things could have developed properly if she had.

JKR must have some hell of an idea of how it's all going to end to drop so many bombs on us like this. I can't pinpoint why it seemed quite so much different than the previous ones. I'm sure I'll reread it soon, after I've had a while to think about it. Do let me know what you think. Sorry about the length. Wish I had someone to chat about it with. Could be you ;)

listening to  Chariot, Gavin de Graw
reading  are you kidding? did you read the post at all?
file under: books

July 15, 2005

Dead Beat by Jim Butcher

Dead Beat by Jim Butcher


I am Michael Carpenter.

I am one of those honored by God to serve His Will as a Knight of the Cross. My faith is strong, unshakeable -- and deadly to the truly evil. It's my job to seek them out, to get them to change if I can, and to stop them if I must.

And I am not alone in this. Never alone. God watches over me and sees that I am sent where I am most needed. I carry the holy sword Amoracchius at my side -- that nail you see in the hilt came from the Cross. The other Knights stand by me. My wife and children are just as fierce as I am -- God help you should you try to find out if it's otherwise. And there are others.

Together we all stand, shoulder to shoulder, against the darkness. Our faith has been tried, tested, and proven resolute. No matter the cost, no matter how bloodied you might make us, we will not bow, and we cannot fail. God's Will be done -- on Earth, by our hands.



file under: books

Harrypalooza

Random thought: Did you know that Charlie and the Chocolate Factory comes out today? I didn't even realize it. I know I liked CCF when I was younger, but Johnny Depp looks so odd in the previews that I don't know what to think. Tim Burton directs, too, which always sort of scares me. Guess we'll see. Going up against HP, though it doesn't stand a chance.

So tonight at midnight is the release of the 6th Harry Potter book. I'm excited. It's about damn time. I decided, since it was the second to last book release, and I really like the books, I would go ahead and buy the hardcover at Harrypalooza, the release party held at Left Bank Books. It costs a little more than Amazon or even Borders, but it's going to be a big party. Streets closed off and everything. People from the Science Center and City Museum will be there doing scientific magic stuff. One restuarant is having a HP-themed menu. Awww. I do get a goody bag with purchase, and since I've already paid I can get it right away. Yahoo. Cece's coming with, which makes me happy. You might know by now I hate going places by myself.

So, at the risk of showing you once again how much of a geek I am, I made myself a Gryffindor robe with an iron-on patch (now that was a fun thing to do *sarcasm*), a tie with markered stripes, and a wand. I don't have anywhere to put the wand, so perhaps that should be remedied, and there are no pockets in the robe which I should have thought about before I sewed up the seams. I feel like I made a graduation robe. It's not quite movie quality, but I'm proud of my efforts. I have fabric for a skirt, but unless I have a lot of motivation in the four or so hours between getting off work and heading downtown, I doubt it will get finished ;) I was up too late and needed to be awake too early to try to finish it last night. Besides, I made Quidditch-inspired tshirts for me and Cece so we can look goofy together. I'll try to get pictures.

Tomorrow after the two of us are exhausted we'll go down to Johnson's Shut-Ins with some of Cece's friends. I'll read on the way ;) Should be fun. Went down there last year with Kate, which was fun, so hopefully the water will be high enough to make some slides.

On a more Sirius serious note, pray for my car and that it's just the battery and not some other piece of heinously expensive part that requires more heinously expensive labor to put in. I realize that in the grand scheme of things, $150 for an alternator isn't bad, but when you just spent twice that for fixing *other* things in the car, it sucks. The repairs are worth more than the car. My dad got me a new battery, so hopefully that's it and the car will work again, but it's sort of like, is this a time bomb or what? Gotta keep a close watch on the dash for those scarily boring warning lights. *hopes car lives*

We won another softball game last night, 14-2. Poor things. It's tough when you're not getting the best pitches *and* you can't quite get the ball in. Oh well. Yay for the statistics to slowly tilt back in our favor. Paige came back into town as well, which made me happy. Cece came over after her first tap dance class *so jealous* and we talked about tshirts and moving and such. Hopefully I can get out early today and work on the things I mentioned above for the costume. I'm such a dork.

Wish me luck with the study. 13 hours to go!

listening to  Problem Girl, Rob Thomas

file under: books

July 10, 2005

Excited and scared

Wow, it's been a while, eh? I'd like to say that I've been busy. Mostly, I have been. But I've also been lazy. Regardless, let's see what I can remember about the last few weeks.

Most recently: Hello debt, to borrow a phrase from my legal-but-not-yet-moved-in roommate. I bought a bike yesterday. It's a Novara Aspen, and it's green. Part of it, anyway. And since my bike that was stolen had the lock and the headlights and the bar ends and the seat pack and the bottle holder on it, I needed those too. And a kickstand. Though I'm a little confused as to how/where to put the one I got on. I love installing things (only a little sarcasm there) but sometimes the simplest things have me muddled. Anyway, it's a very nice bike, and I'm happy, but dear Lord it cost alot. But it's an investment, and it's certainly staying inside now.

Yesterday could be termed an investment day, I suppose. Not only did I get the bike, I got some things at Target that could also be considered investing in my job. Clothes and the like. While there's no dress code at work, I still feel underdressed sometimes, especially now that I'll be working with human subjects as opposed to rats. Speaking of human studies, I have to recruit people for the new study I'll be working on. Joy of all joys. Did I ever mention how calling people is freaky for me? At least it's not cold-calling. These people volunteered for a study, so at least they know a call might be coming. I'm glad that I'll have things to do (and thankful I have a job at all) but it's scary to have something coming up that I know so little about. It's very new and I'm a little apprehensive. What if I can't handle it, what if I do something wrong? Boo nervousness. At least it's comforting that most of the people working on the study with me are new to it too, no one's done this yet, so we're all floating in the boat of newness. Yeah.

I don't know if I can consider wine glasses an investment, but at least now I can indulge my fledging wine tastes in actual glasses instead of cups that were once jam jars. The amount of money spent this weekend is staggering though. No more spending for Jen. I'm an REI co-op member, which means I get a percentage back of what I spend there. I've successfully made more of a dividend with yesterday's one purchase than I've made the last two years. Yikes.

My cousin comes into town today with her boyfriend, though for all I know she could be in town already. Does that make me a bad cousin? We used to be so close. Course, her being in Ohio does sort of cut down on the togetherness factor. Hope we get to do some stuff before she heads down to Texas to meet his folks. This could be serious. Man, I need a boyfriend.

You're all familiar with the Jen's Roommate Show, right? So technically I have a new roommate. Legally, I mean. She's signed the lease. The old one expired June 30, so I can call her my roommie, but she can't actually move in yet. Olga just got back from Colombia after two weeks, when she was supposed to be back on Thursday and moved out yesterday. Today Cece was supposed to move in. I've even got the mattress set in the living room to prove it. Unfortunately Cesar (Olga's bf) got pneumonia down there and ended up in the hospital for three days, hence the delayed return, as flying with pneumonia would be a bad idea. And through some miscommunication the person she was supposed to move in with for the month or so that she would still be in town wasn't able to get an apartment, so Olga needs to find a place to go. I feel very bad for her, since legally she needs to move out. But she's a friend and you don't just kick out your friends. But Cece wants to move in, understandably. Olga asked for a week to sort things out. I hope things will work out, and soon. I'm really disliking this 'work out at the last minute' trend that seems to be happnening.

Poor Olga. All that and the airport lost one of her suitcases. She came home to the apartment, dropped off her stuff, told me her story, and left pretty soon after to go to work at her lab. She's got to catch up on the stuff she was supposed to do last week when she got back. What a day. What a week.

The ants are gone, and the air conditioning, while on all the freaking time (though funnily enough just went off as I typed that) is only making weird vibrating noises off and on instead of every ten seconds like it was two weeks ago. Life is reasonable, if not good.

Oh yeah. I think I got a raise.


reading  Grave Peril, Jim Butcher
file under: muses

July 1, 2005

Book thoughts

[ETA: pass the potato!]

St. Mark is the patron saint of Venice, and as such, you see his symbol, a winged lion, in many places around that region. Sometimes the lion is clutching an open book, sometimes a closed one. Open, it means the statue was carved when Venice was at peace. Closed, Venice was at war. There is a church in town called St. Mark's, and it does indeed have a winged lion on the very interesting architecture-wise chapel. I've never looked to see if it holds a book, open or otherwise, but perhaps if they have art shows again I will be able to find out.

The random trivia above is brought to you courtesy of The Historian, the debut novel by Elizabeth Kostova, a bestseller before it was even released. Damn but I hope my first novel sells like that. Guess I should get it written. Had an idea for Moonstone today while I was aliquoting samples. And who said science squashes creativity?

Anyway, I went ahead and bought The Historian in hardcover on the strength of word-of-mouth and reviews that I'd read about it. I've been breaking my "buy no hardcover books" rule quite a bit lately. Picked up The Traveler as well, after the Writer's Meetup Tuesday. I've got so many books waiting to be read you'd think I'd quit...but I can't. It's an obsession. Both books look to be a good investment. Haven't gotten far in either, but it's a sad fact that even I cannot read two books at once.

And of course, the huge book of the summer, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, comes out on the 16th. (I can't believe it's July already.) I went ahead and preordered it at Left Bank Books, so I'll be going to the midnight release party and meet up with a few other fans from the hp_stlouis livejournal, I hope. I just really wanted to party, and this seems like a fun way to do it. Cece might come too, which would make things doubly fun. It looks like there's going to be a lot going on that night, so yay.

Hopefully I remembered all the things I wanted to say before the power went out unexpectedly for just a second earlier. But that second was definitely enough to turn off every computer and light and electronic device, so I lost what I was typing. I love technology. The funny thing was, I was listening to my portable cd player, but I hit pause just as the lights went out, so I was really confused for a moment as to why my battery-powered player suddenly stopped. Don't you love feeling sheepish?

listening to  Lord of the Dance
reading  The Historian, Elizabeth Kostova
file under: books