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12 November 2008
11 November 2008
Prezzies!
This morning on my way to work, I stopped at the post office to pick up what I thought was going to be 1 parcel; something I was expecting from Sea. Turns out that I had 4 items waiting for me in a safety locker. *grins*
First, of course, was the parcel from Sea, which is a small block of cheese. When I visited her in January, I discovered Red Leicester cheese. I enjoyed it so much I decided to search for it here in the US. Unfortunately, my search was in vain. The closest I could come was Whole Foods, but they never got it in. So, Sea decided I needed some Red Leicester cheese as an early Yule gift. It's now sat in the fridge here at work and will hopefully still be okay to eat. I think I'm going to have to buy a proper cheese slicer before I eat it.
Second, the perfume I bought on eBay for EB for Yule had also arrived. I'd forgotten I was expecting it. She discovered a perfume made by Mary Kay that she likes and of course it was promptly discontinued. She was weary of buying a bottle on eBay, fearing it would be a watered down version. *rolls eyes* Since I knew otherwise, I went ahead and found a bottle which I bought. My brother will be giving that to her.
Third, was a parcel from a member of HFO. At the recommendation of one of our members, it was decided that we'd start doing a sort of random gift exchange. I think it's nice because you get gifts on non-holiday occasions and I personally enjoy receiving interesting gifts from all over. So, I finally received my first parcel. I must admit, V really outdid herself with what she sent. First, there was the book, a historical book set in her hometown of York in the UK. Then the stunning bookmark, which I have no intention of ever taking out of the packaging. Now I'm sure by this point any of you who regularly read my blog and have kept tabs on the 101 Things About Me, recall #35 and will start shaking your head because of what I said about the bookmark. But in my own defense, I would like to point out that said bookmark is made of silk and not something to be flounced around when you're reading a book. So there. The final item in V's wonderful parcel is the most beautiful butterfly necklace I've ever seen. It's got an antique look with tiny Swarovsky crystals around it. Simply stunning!!!
The fourth, and final, item in the locker was a flat rigid envelope. I knew by the way it was addressed who it was from, but I couldn't imagine what was in it. I opened it only to find another envelope inside. A Samhain card from B and his partner. And within that card were tons of little moons, ghosts, bats and cats, which got all over me, of course. All I could do was laugh.
I love getting prezzies when it's not a special occasion. :D
10 November 2008
The Psychology of Television Viewers
As I posted in my previous entry for today, I was shocked and a bit dismayed at the death of a favoured character on Ghost Whisperer. But that's as far as my emotional response went.
Sure I'd really dislike it if the character were permanently written off or if his presence were changed in any way. I'd even be upset if the show were canceled, because like anyone else, we watch these programmes and become emotionally invested in what happens to them. Up to a point. It's the same when I read a book.
It astonishes me, then, when I read of people sobbing hysterically and losing sleep when a character on a television programme is allegedly killed off. That seems a bit extreme. I admit I've come to that point once in my life, but I was a teenager then and we all know how emotionally volatile teens are.
It makes me wonder what the psychological make up is of these individuals who react so extremely to fictional characters.
They Killed Jim!!!
It's Monday... this is going to be one of my rambling posts where all sorts of unrelated things might get thrown into the mix. My brain is all over the place, so you'll have to just tag along for the ride or come back another day.
This weekend was as normal as any other - I suppose. Friday I opened a new bank account at a small bank near my house. The bank I do business with at the moment is merging with a larger, local bank, but as I listen to NPR religiously now, I know that this bigger bank is teetering on the edge. They aggressively expanded into Florida recently and I know they've been on shaky ground as of late. Also, I looked over the information I received last week about their fees and such. I am not about to pay $11 a month each time I go below their minimum balance. That's ridiculous!!! With this new account I will also be earning interest.
Friday night we drove to my cousin's house because my aunt (her mum) was visiting from Atlanta. My other aunt and uncle - who I see only occasionally - actually went as well, which was nice. My cousin also had friends in town from somewhere in Alabama. No clue how they met, but anything is possible. While we were there, I tried my best to watch Ghost Whisperer as it's one of my favourite programmes. The week before they'd alluded to something big happening in that episode and I suspected it had to do with the main character's husband, but I was still mildly surprised that he died.
Saturday I did the usual housework crap and chatted away with Sea. Whilst chatting, I looked at CBS's website to find out people's thoughts about the previous night's episode since most programmes now have forums/message boards which allow fans to communicate. It's safe to say that most fans were livid that Jim had been killed. There was one thread posted by the producers, though, that basically said, "All is not as it seems." So we shall see.
Saturday night I decided I wanted to go to the cinema so I dragged my brother to see Madagascar 2. It was funny. There were tons of kids there and I was stuck sitting beside a little boy of 5 or 6. I thought it was going to be miserable as the first 20 minutes of the film was him giggling at everything non-stop. Then at one point he latched onto my arm for a while. It was strange to have this little boy attached to my arm, but he eventually let go then wound up in his father's lap.
Sunday was too beautiful to stay indoors so I was out most of the day then by mid-afternoon I was home again finishing up my weekly washing. After dinner we watched Journey to the Centre of the Earth, that EB had rented. It was a good film; I can't imagine watching it in 3-D though.
05 November 2008
On a Lighter Note
Someone at HFO shared this video with those of us (me excluded, tyvm) who are addicted to eBay. I love Weird Al. How could you not love Weird Al??
The Morning After
The older I get, the stranger life seems. I guess that's the way it goes with some people. It's the morning after the historical presidential election yesterday and it feels just like a morning after from some date gone wrong. Or at least feels like it might've gone wrong.
I should be celebrating because while I didn't vote, the candidate I would've voted for and had hoped would win, did win. But I'm not celebrating. The older I get, the more about politics I understand, the less I want to talk about it. Most especially when surrounded by fanatical Republicans. This morning EB says... "I'm glad you don't have children to raise in a socialist republic." Uhh... yeah. The next four years constitutes the time period it takes to raise a child.
I really don't know what to think anymore, only most of the time I do feel like I really don't give a shit. I just don't care anymore.
I guess like everything else in life, only time can change what we ourselves cannot.
04 November 2008
Voting: An American Way of Life
For half my life, I've possessed the right to vote. For me, being allowed to vote at age 18 was more important than being able to drink (which I never did at that age) or smoke (which I've never done). In this case a right is defined as something to which one has a just or lawful claim. A duty is defined as a moral or legal obligation. So I am declining to exercise my right to vote this year. Right now I'm more scared of my fellow citizens than I am of the government. I'm terrified of what the extremists might do to this country once this election is over.
Oh how times have changed.
Today, of course, is one of those monumental, history making days. Today we vote for President of the United States of America - among other political positions. Today, I am not exercising my right to vote.
Before anyone tries to tell me it is a duty for me to vote, let me remind you of the following parts of our United States Constitution:
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