So here’s how this whole “being sick” thing is going. Monday: I AM SO SICK :( Tuesday: See the doctor, have another test done, get told to rest. All through week: Don’t leave apartment. Try to rest, but too much work! Friday: Test is inconclusive. Still, feel mostly better. End…
Meant to write a more thematic entry, but am feeling pretty under the weather after spending yesterday rolling down hills in a giant hamster ball filled with water whilst wearing a bathing suit in 10-degree-Celsius weather. Uh… I mean, shana tova, and stay tuned for something more appropriate to the…
Happy birthday, Deb A.! This is really late, but I am/have been at the cottage with my awesome extended family, so I win anyhow. Ha ha ha!
I never thought I’d say this, but I actually enjoyed the first part of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows better than the second. I didn’t think I’d say that because pretty much nothing happens during the former, and pretty much everything happens during the latter. Even more surprising, although…
(Thanks to all who’ve expressed their sympathies! Your kind wishes mean a lot to me.) A while back, I wrote this blog entry about a certain love-triangle pattern often encountered in fiction, and I talked a bit about why I’m frustrated by the place it leaves for the women ostensibly…
Guten Tag from Berlin! Thanks to my awesome cousins Deb and Seb for the Internet link-up to post this and to them and my cousin Emily for an all-round fantastic time :) When doublechecking my overall analogy for this blog entry, I was surprised to learn that many dictionaries define…
But first: apparently, I have an Internet kindred spirit on Cracked! OK, so what do I mean by a “story about storytelling”? There are lots of stories in which characters tell stories to one another, from the trivial type like, “Let me fill you in on the entire plot up…
The “lies” part is that these are micro-reviews, because my ability to summarize has got sloppy: I may (gasp!) go into four sentences at times.
So, last Saturday, I had a bunch of people over to make gingerbread houses. After the decorating and the gorging (one for me, one for the house – on a totally unrelated note, in case you were wondering, eating nothing but candy, cookies, and icing for two days straight is…
I don’t trust J. K. Rowling. Not, like, in the way where as I say so in the voiceover, we cut to a shot of her looking past the camera mysteriously and then turning to walk through the door of my enemies’ house/boardroom/hangout. For one thing, I don’t even have…