![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
'hey jupiter, nothing's been the same'
Some random observations from the past few days:
I am so, so glad I re-watched the 1995 Pride and Prejudice *after* I finished Rome - I was giggling and cringing (mostly the latter- it's such an utterly unsympathetic character) through each and every scene with Mr. Collins. Though I noticed some new things in the background - like Mary and Mr. Collins talking during the Netherfield Ball (poor Mary, she actually laughs and looks happy), and the almost conniving look in Charlotte's eyes when she invites Mr. Collins to dinner. Sadly, the special edition has hardly anything to make it special - only a featurette with the crew and two actors, David Bamber and the actress who played Mrs. Bennett. It's rather hilarious that they're both rather soft-spoken people, playing such flamboyant roles. But Mr. Darcy still makes me melt - especially puppy!Darcy at Pemberley with the smoldering gaze.
Now that I've sent my thesis update off, I'm waiting rather anxiously for the feedback. I had so much nervous energy I cleaned my sister's kitchen, top to bottom, when I babysat for my nephew on Monday.
My nephew, evidently, is now the biter in pre-school. He was pefectly fine for me, but then again, I can bite back. We read, a lot, shared some grapes, had an adventure playing sports games on the X-Box (we liked Madden 06 the best), and tried to learn the difference between the word tickle and tackle.
My mom's been in something of a mood for the past few days, and while I don't quite regret coming home for the summer, it's always far more trying than I remember. I feel like my mom's dumping post for all her grips about my nana, my sisters - I wonder who she goes to when she has to talk about me. My sister and I have the not-too-baseless fear that the strained dynamic between my mom and her mom will end up being repeated.
Anyway, happy belated Canada Day, and Happy Independence Day (in an hour) to all the fellow Americans on the list - and it's Horatio Hornblower's birthday, too! That so beats sharing my b'day with Ann Landers and Dear Abby.
I am so, so glad I re-watched the 1995 Pride and Prejudice *after* I finished Rome - I was giggling and cringing (mostly the latter- it's such an utterly unsympathetic character) through each and every scene with Mr. Collins. Though I noticed some new things in the background - like Mary and Mr. Collins talking during the Netherfield Ball (poor Mary, she actually laughs and looks happy), and the almost conniving look in Charlotte's eyes when she invites Mr. Collins to dinner. Sadly, the special edition has hardly anything to make it special - only a featurette with the crew and two actors, David Bamber and the actress who played Mrs. Bennett. It's rather hilarious that they're both rather soft-spoken people, playing such flamboyant roles. But Mr. Darcy still makes me melt - especially puppy!Darcy at Pemberley with the smoldering gaze.
Now that I've sent my thesis update off, I'm waiting rather anxiously for the feedback. I had so much nervous energy I cleaned my sister's kitchen, top to bottom, when I babysat for my nephew on Monday.
My nephew, evidently, is now the biter in pre-school. He was pefectly fine for me, but then again, I can bite back. We read, a lot, shared some grapes, had an adventure playing sports games on the X-Box (we liked Madden 06 the best), and tried to learn the difference between the word tickle and tackle.
My mom's been in something of a mood for the past few days, and while I don't quite regret coming home for the summer, it's always far more trying than I remember. I feel like my mom's dumping post for all her grips about my nana, my sisters - I wonder who she goes to when she has to talk about me. My sister and I have the not-too-baseless fear that the strained dynamic between my mom and her mom will end up being repeated.
Anyway, happy belated Canada Day, and Happy Independence Day (in an hour) to all the fellow Americans on the list - and it's Horatio Hornblower's birthday, too! That so beats sharing my b'day with Ann Landers and Dear Abby.
no subject
(See -- even Mr Darcy looks at you in awe.)
(no subject)
no subject
Thanks to BSG, I discovered I don't quite share a birthday with a Hornblower character, but I *am* six years younger than one Jamie Bamber, to the day. I can settle for sharing a birthday with those hipbones, and arms, and...wait. You haven't seen the towel scene yet. Oh, boy, are you in for a treat.
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
You know, I always wondered why Mr. Collins didn't attach himself to Mary. It seems like they'd be a great pair, really! I can't imagine anyone Mary would prefer. (I was going to say "I can't imagine anyone better for Mary," but then I realized that she'd probably flourish with someone fun and happy like Bingley who could draw her out of her stuffy shell. I hope she'll have an opposites-attract match.)
(no subject)
no subject
Ooo, ouch... little biting boys can be a pain (in more ways than one). I know because my brother used to bite people when he was angry (myself included). Of course, he's autistic, but still... biting is biting. I hope he overcomes that phase quickly!
(no subject)
no subject
Glad you watched BBC Pride and Prej
I threw it in the dvd player for the first time in eons the other day.
:) YUM!
(no subject)
no subject
You may have told me this before but I'm scatterbrained. What's your thesis on?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)