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[livejournal.com profile] elfundeb tagged me.

1 - List seven weird/quirky habits about myself
2 - Tag seven people to do the same
3 - not just say "whoever wants to do it" or refuse to tag people

The funny thing is that just before this started going around, I was thinking about quirky habits... not like publicly discoverable habits but the ones you'd *really* be embarrassed about if anyone knew. Things that gross *you* out, but you do anyway.

I won't include any of those.

1. I can't stand anything that separates my toes. Toe socks? Flip-flops? Right out. Can't have anything between the toes. This makes wearing tabi quite problematic. Quite separate from my own personal dislike of straps between (the first and second) metatarsals, I also *hate* flip-flops and the current shall-we-call-it-fashion in flip-flops. I don't care how studded or jewel-encrusted they are, they *never* look formal.

2. I like raisins by themselves, in trail mix, and (on a limited basis) in meat pies and other things where their texture/taste doesn't stand out. However, I don't like raisins in cereal, or cooked into most food (like kugel).

3. I really don't like seafood, except for fish sticks and Upstate NY-style fish fry (which is close enough to London-style fish and chips that that counts as a Good Thing). Yes, I moved to Boston. Shut up. (I used to like shrimp and clams, but got sick (on separate occasions) off both, improperly prepared, and now have acquired aversion to both.)

4. I'm a complete clothes horse. I have way too many articles of clothing, not even including garb. But I hardly ever get rid of anything because it's all for different kinds of situations - like work clothes vs. play clothes, vs. sweaty/painting/getting messed up clothes. Also shoes. WAY too many pairs of shoes. And for someone who loves clothing and shoes as much as I do, I don't care for them well. (But I also don't buy clothes often.)

5. Almost every food I really like involves some form of dairy. Thus if I'm ever put on a lactose-free or lactose-reduced diet, I'll be one sad puppy.

6. I frequently "cast" myself (and by extension, others, namely Amy) in the role(s) of characters in the books and shows and movies I like. (Even when I don't, muses of *other* characters tend to come visit and will natter on in my brain.) No, I'm not MPD, and no, I'm not schizophrenic. It just feels like it sometimes. ;^D

7. If someone's singing a song I know, it's extremely difficult for me to not pick up and either sing along or continue it in my head.

Hm. Well, those probably weren't as weird as I really am, but hey, I have to keep some secrets. ;^D

Tag? You say? I have no idea who has and hasn't been tagged. Did I mention my 8th quirky habit? I'm really good at putting things down. (Not so good at remembering where, or picking them back up.) Oh, okay: [livejournal.com profile] dicea, [livejournal.com profile] rani23, [livejournal.com profile] liamstliam, [livejournal.com profile] musesfool, [livejournal.com profile] elanurel, [livejournal.com profile] ballyharnon, and [livejournal.com profile] patrikia. But only if you want to. And you haven't already been tagged.


Incidentally, I watched the end of "Top Chef" last night (and btw, *$*%*% what happened to Tre?), and right afterward there was an episode of "Tim Gunn's Guide to Style!" But all through it, they were advertising in the breaks that it "premiered" tonight at 10. I ask you: HOW can a show be aired before it premieres?

It was good, though, if a little too similar to "What not to wear" - I like that they are pulling in people from the industry and I really liked the sequence where Tim walked the fashion victim selectee through a digital program that showed her a representation of her own body proportions, and then he sat down with her and drew various styles of clothes on a blank template of her body silhouette. I also *REALLY* appreciated that they talked with her about her undergarments. So many women really don't pay attention to the underpinnings, and it makes a *huge* difference to how clothes fit and hang and look.

Plus, it's Tim Gunn. So how can you not love it?

Time for lunch!
gwendolyngrace: (Ivory Pure Sam by InYourPants_)
I really did.

[livejournal.com profile] etakyma, don't laugh.

I tried to watch "High School Musical" tonight.

It was peer pressure.

Seems like half my flist loves HSM, and the other half tolerates it because someone in their lives loves HSM. Last week, y'all were positively RUNNING home to catch HSM2. So when Disney was showing the first one tonight, and there was fuck-all else on TV, I thought... Okay, I'll see what the fuss is about.

25 minutes. That's how much I could take. I'm on TNT now, with the endlessly geeky LotR:RotK on in the background. (And yes, I'm enough of a geek about *that* that I'm inwardly dissatisfied watching it on cable because it's not the Extended Cut.)

But...yeah. 25 minutes and I had to change channels. Maybe I can stand to watch a different 25 minutes on another occasion, but I just don't know if I can be arsed to do so anytime soon.

Sorry, everyone. I never was really good at doing what the kool kidz were doing. But then, that's what got me through school without ever trying drugs, either.

At least I can honestly say I don't have another fandom to obsess over. Go me!
gwendolyngrace: (Fabulous)
So I managed to get through the whole week (through to this morning) without going out, changing out of PJ's, or spending any money. Yay, me!

The costume is assembled, with a couple stupid errors that I didn't feel like undoing. It's just a costume, after all - it doesn't need perfect execution. I inset the sleeves with 0 problems, for a wonder! It was the lining that I did slightly backward... I attached it correctly, but I rolled the hem *under* instead of *outward*, resulting in a perfectly inserted lining...and a rough edge all the way around it. I clipped the edge really close to the seam line, and sealed the whole thing around with superglue. Super glue is my friend.

Then I had another little wobble with the cuffs. I attached them in the ass-backward order from the pattern instructions - partly because I didn't quite understand them until *after* I'd put them on, and partly because I had an Alternate Plan. Only the Alternate Plan didn't turn out to be so great an idea once I got down to its execution. So I defaulted to a Third Plan, which was kind of an amalgamation of the Alternate Plan and the Freshly Read and Newly Understood Instructions. Okay, so the inner cuffs also have a rough egde. With any luck when I hand-hem the sleeve linings in place, I can cover up the rough hem edge. Maybe. I'm a little worried about the sleeve linings, because I *think* I set them correctly enough to manage, but they *might* be off-center by as much as half an inch. But I'll deal with that when I get home Monday.

I have added the front buttons and hemmed the outside of the garment. Still need to hem the inside (right now it's pinned to the outside at the seams, and I'll leave it to hang over the weekend and pin the hem up next week). And then the sleeve lining hem, and the last two buttons.

Heh.

Thank the gods for Sci-Fi channel, btw. Because they showed all-day SG-1, Atlantis, and again SG-1 three days this week, I was able to simply leave the TV on for the popcorn value of it, mainline crack TV, and not have to expend any thought about finding something else to watch every hour, couple hours, or even half hour. Whee.

Meanwhile, I showered, packed, changed the sheets, washed the blanket, washed the dishes, and didn't quite eat lunch. I had yogurt. I meant to eat a couple cookies... wound up finishing the package (oops).

And I'm glad to see that the rain and snow we're supposed to get today is currently taking the form of sunshine.

It's been a strangely productive week.
gwendolyngrace: (Froda's Remus)
Horrible, horrible weather yesterday in Boston. Maybe you've heard?

Treacherous trip home, including being in Cambridge still when the caternary wires on the trolley got so crusted with ice that they were *sparking* and the cars stopped running. Had to wait about 10 minutes while they sent out diesel buses to rescue us all. Then had to dig car out (thank you, anonymous nice neighbour who came out with her shovel and then gave me a push!), and go around the block twice because I couldn't make it over the plow bank at the end of the drive the first time. I had thought about leaving the car yesterday morning, but on the whole I'm glad I didn't because Glenn had the driveway plowed (which he couldn't have done with my car there).

It was one of those evenings when you call your mother to let her know you're home.

I did get to have a "Remus moment" - this is what [livejournal.com profile] etakyma and I call it when strangers for some inexplicable reason expect us to be helpful, like asking for directions. A girl got on the bus asking, "Was this the bus that got stuck in the snow?" Turns out she had been on a bus that got stuck and was moved to a second bus. She got all the way to Waverley Square only to realize that she left bags on the bus they abandoned. So she was working her way back trying to find a marooned bus with her bags on it. She mentioned that they were Valentine's gifts - things to give or to get, I didn't ask. But she was upset, and I told her that when she got home, she could look up the customer service number on the MBTA website and to call them and ask for the number for the garage for the 73 lines, and that she could then call *that* number and ask about the bags. I predict there was probably a lot of lost and found last night, what with all the buses and trolleys getting mired.

So this morning, I decided that the car can bloody well stay where it is. It's nosed in, but it's all the way back, the drive is clear (except for the apron where the street plow raked up about a foot and a half of frozen slush). I put on my knee-high Timberland boots (slightly worried because they weren't really broken in yet) and hiked, expecting a skating rink.

But here's the fun part: The snow was so dense and so crusted over that I could walk without breaking it! So there I was, on my long walk to Waverley Square, walking on top of the snow like one of the Sindar! Woot. Go me. I knew I had elf blood somewhere. /channeling Ryan.

And the boots have been okay. My ankles will probably have funny bruises, but that's all right.

In other news: I'm such a tv-oholic. Wednesday: Bones, Criminal Minds, Medium

Bones! Stephen Fry's been on last week and this as a psychiatrist. Booth is so tortured. Yay.
Criminal Minds! Oh, poor Reed! But don't you dare, baby. Don't you dare. Oh - and that's the second time in two days that the federal officer has made friends with the local officer, only to watch the local cop get shot dead right in front of him. (Tony in NCIS Tuesday, now Morgan on Criminal Minds)
Medium! I swear, Joe DuBois is THE BEST TV HUSBAND EVAR!!!!!111!
gwendolyngrace: (Lumos)
I'm such a geek.

Cut for those who don't care, or haven't seen it )

Oh, and BTW, has anyone seen the ads for next week's Queer Eye? They're making over a medievalist. They keep saying he's a squire - so is he in the SCA?

Bugger. I *hate* the American version of Queer Eye, but I might have to check this out anyway. Dammit.

Oh, in other news, I bought "Alien Nation" and am now eagerly awaiting the TV movies to follow the single season on DVD. Funnily enough, Ken Johnson on the commentary track talks quite a bit about how much fun they had with the alien names, and mentions a lot they never even got to use (e.g., Amanda Reckonwith, Minnie Series, etc.).

It's a bit like making up Drag Queen names, only different! Were I even geekier, it's the sort of thing that screams for a meme.

But watching the series again is interesting. I mean, Johnson said right up front that he only really adopted the police procedural format to hold together episodes that were really about personal drama. Which is good, because the procedural part really *doesn't* work - especially now that there are so many shows that delve more meticulously into procedure and protocol.* But I can see, retrospectively, why it got cancelled. Aside from the network running scared (I mean, really, Male Pregnancy!?), really, a *lot* happened to Sikes and Francisco during that single season. How many times have we looked at those "life stress" exams where you're supposed to evaluate how much stress you have by what's happened in the last year? Major events are things like changing jobs, moving, marriage or divorce, new baby, etc.?

Well, in the single season, it got almost soap-opera the way things happened to them.

I'm also disappointed to learn that the Tenctonese language in the opening song is just English pronounced backwards (and that it took a few episodes for a real linguist to work on the language for them). It had so much more potential.

Anyway. Ordinarily it's not that I'm so obsessed with TV, but AjesBlue is in Montreal and I've been sewing, which for me means watching movies (or TV shows on DVD), and... well, summer seasons and all that.

*Speaking of new police dramas, anyone out there watching The Closer? Because Monday's episode? Funniest hour of drama I've seen in a long, long time. I was actually worried about disturbing my landlord because I was laughing so hard.

Erm. Yeah. TV is my life. Why do you ask?

I'm SUCH a geek.

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