Stolen from Clrface.

Current Books: The Valley of the Assassins by Freya Stark. One of the first women travel writers, she went all through the Middle East in the 20s and 30s, often alone.

Current Playlist: Flaubert's current playlist includes Beatles, Mozart & Disney soundtracks, but I am seriously digging Movits!, who are a swing/hiphop group from Sweden and whom Colbert loves.

Current Guilty Pleasure: Ground Force DVDs, 2000-2006

Current Colour: Green, the good green, not the bad green.

Current Drink: Diet Pepsi. Grape Propel Water.

Current Food: Bacon, mozz & egg croissants.

Current Favourite Show: Some show about a fabled British King.

Current Wishlist: To go home.

Current Needs: See above.

Current Triumphs: Being under 150 pounds for 4 days thus far.

Current Bane of My Existence: All people.

Current Celebrity Crush: The boy who plays the fabled British King.

Current Indulgence: Pretending that Brangle actually exists. WHICH IT DOES. YOU KNOW IT.

Current Blessing: Certain people in my life that make living bearable.

Current Slang: I totally want to call someone a moose too! Except moosi are adorable. Maybe I will call someone a bull moose. That sounds bad. Also, Punch A Baby is something I saw a lot at work.

Current Outfit: Green & purple tartan flannel pants from Old Navy. Grey t shirt from Banana Republic with holes in it. Socks. Slippers.

Current Excitement: Lz is bringing me back a whole suitcase of food from London to make up for breaking my heart by visiting London.

Current Mood: Tired.

Longer than 140 character update:

1. I cannot decide if I am Team Gwen or Team Arthur. After the ep two weeks ago, I was firmly Team Arthur because, no way, she DID NOT JUST DO THAT, but over the last week I've slowly become Team Gwen based on spoilers I've been hearing. Ultimately, though, I am Team Future King and Queen Pendragon. But, for now, I cannot decide whose team I am playing for and the fence is painful. It makes me sad. Also, the teaser promo pics coupled with the spoilers are KILLING ME LIKE A KILLING THING.

2. Speaking of teams: the Phillies are going to the World Series! I am so happy for my boys! Yay Chienrouge, Chasicles, Shaney, Not!Duff, Mr. Kapoor, Solid Chappie, and The Mexicans! Still on the fence about Camels though. Damn fence. Lz tells me who to love and I do, but I don't think I can love Camels. Because, you know, photoshop. NO, NONE OF YOU KNOW. BUT I DO AND IT'S BAD.

3. I am trying to write again. RPF Bradley & Angel, as well as A/G canon post-ep. I LOVE writing British again. It's so easy to know what words to use for things, whereas writing American I have to really think about the right word. i.e. Flashlight vs. torch. Stupid Americans changing words. You were not the first people here on earth, you have no right to change the Monarch way of doing everything.

4. I haven't done laundry in three weeks. I have enough clothes so, really, that's just pure laziness, especially because all I have to do is dump it at the laundromat and make them do it. Ugh. What's wrong with me? No one knows.

5. It's because I am emo. Bleemo. Sigh. The changing weather is making me sadface.

6. The moodtheme gif for my current mood makes me feel feelings inside.

7. Someone made a fandom secret based on the fandom secret I made and I heen so much because it was such a bitchy secret and now I win at the war because their secret was on the 'didn't pay attention to the rules' page. Idiot. WINNAHBEX.

Dia, Rebecca and I went to Great Adventure yesterday. We had cheap tickets and with a bus to and from NYC it ended up being $45 all up, not including the crippling cost of food and drink.

We headed straight for Kinkajou and only had an hour wait for the front seat (would have been much shorter had we waited for any other seat but there was no way we were not riding in the front on this baby). It was like being shot out of a cannon straight up into the air and then down over the peak which was at a negative angle so Rebcca and I saw NOTHING IN FRONT OF US as we crested. Holy God. Hello, death!

We then hustled over to the Double Wooden which had no wait at all, even for the rear seat which I claimed. Ahh, I love being whipped like a dog's tail. This debuted in Spring 1979, which was when I debuted too.

Then we hit up El Toro, another wooden coaster, which advertised a 90 min wait but was more like 20. We got middle cars for this one and flipped around several loops and turns. It was delicious.

Sadly then, Dia & Rebecca were fainting from famishness and demanded we eat so we sauntered close to the newest ride, Bizarro, and had overprice fries. I did buy a refillable souvenir soda cup which I did refill several times during the day so I could get my money's worth.

The line for Bizarro was 2 hours and it was definitely going to be 2 hours so we gave up on that and crossed to the other side of the park for Nitrate. The wait for that was also about 20 mins. I looooved this one. You sit in a bucket seat with a tiny rubber triangular bar holding you down and NOTHING ELSE. Your feet don't touch the ground and there is no sides to the seats so if you are on one of the edges (as I was) there is nothing between you and open air. At one point my arm was flung over Rebeccas lap and I couldn't move it because of the g-forces. Sweet.

After we bounced out of the exit on that (and we felt like we were bouncing. The weightlessness we'd had all day made us feel like skinny people), we headed to Batman where we waited for 30 mins behind 3 obnoxious tweens and their alternating fear of riding and brashness at 'having done these things so many times before'. Ugh. We ended up on the last car and that wasn't really a good idea because there were many upside parts and we all got off feeling a little bit dizzy and queasy.

But since the line for The Dark Knight was only 30 mins Dia and I jumped on that (Rebecca chickened out), but it was a little disappointing, being more like a tiny, try-hard Space Mountain. Lots of flashing lights, sharp turns, but no monumental drops or twists. Still, it was fun.

We then wandered for awhile, ate churros and funnel cakes, bought sweets , people watched, ride watched, then jumped o the first bus back to NYC and went home. I walked in my door before 9.30pm which was sweet.

I really would have loved to have done more rides, and we will probably go back in Spring when it's before school vacation. The short waiting times meant we did enough coasters to truly feel the day was worth it, but we still have to do Bizarro, Great American Scream Machine, Superman and Dare Devil Dive (doubtful Dia and Rebecca, being scaredy-cats, would want to do that one).

( video and some pics )

I'm pretty much crazy in love with Merlin. The tv show, obviously. I love the character lots but it's Arthur with whom I want to knock armor.

Today's ep was so incredible that I still feel dizzy. Or it could be nutritionally based but I'm pretending it's because I was so overwhelmed by the sheer deliciousness that is Arthur and Gwen. Which I am. Still. imperviousness and I downloaded the ep as soon as it hit the interwebs and then watched it twice in a row, both times almost dead from the shippiness.

♥ for real. See my icon? I am so in love with this man. IN LOVE. That's Arthur/Bradley. Just so you know all you people who are not watching it? Whatever. I am SO BEYOND caring who else watches this because it gives me so much joy that I can wrap myself up in it like a blanket (or snuggie or slanket or blarmy) and live in my own snuggly world of Camelot. Watch it or not but I am so content in my little fandom with imperviousness that even if you don't join us, I am still going to have a rocking dirty time.

I promise I will have a picspam and write-up of Lz & my Bunny Dragon*Con roadtrip at some point. Also a picspam of my Canadian roadtrip (2 years ago) and both my London trips. Um, laziness life got in the way.

But, for now, have a teaser photo of an alligator we saw on our Swamp Tour. It has a marshmallow on it's head. Captain Claude (the hilarious and ancient tour guide, with a voice like a hundred year old black Cajun man sitting on a porch muttering about those damn pesky kids on his lawn) decided to torment the alligator for our fun and amusement.

( marshmallow crown )

If you can, go to New Orleans before you die. Go for the food. Go for the history and the architecture. Go for the beauty of the swamps and the bayous. Go for the friendliness of the residents. Go and see what Katrina did.

I'm sitting in Ikea eating chocolate and drinking unlimited refills of diet pepsi.

And I just ate a hot dog. Some of you are probably falling over in shock. For those that are scratching their heads: I loathe hotdogs. The very idea. Offal in pig intestines. Hotdogs are sausages plain and simple. And that's one of two things you should never see being made. And if you shouldn't know about the production process then there's something wrong with them. Applies to both laws and sausages/hotdogs.

I can only say it was a combination of heatstroke, exhaustion and extreme hunger.

This morning, after waking at 4:30am after only 5 hours sleep, I walked to Rebecca's house to pick up the keys so I could visit with Dia's kitty while she's sunning it up in OBX. Then I walked here. Total: just under 2 1/2 hours. Then I shopped. Green apple candles and glass votives so my room will smell nice now I never open the windows because I have AC.

Then I resisted the smell of the cinnamon buns but the meat smell got me. I feel dirty and a little queasy. The chocolate is helping.

When I feel up to it, bus and subway home then lumping in my chair and watching Enterprise. Today is a rest day for Sports Active and I've already done my other exercise.

Hmm might get some chocolate caramel mints for the Bunny Dragon Con Roadtrip. Oh, and mooselk pasta OFCOURSE.

Entry: 1000!

I feel like this will be another bullet point update. I have much to say but my attention span seems to be 140 characters or less lately.

Apparently there is a new DW Confidential Special making the rounds. I am so out of the loop. I'm pretty sure that I won't be watching the new series. I have absolutely no enthusiasm for it. Tennant's last eps will break my soul, I know it.

I love the apartment that the new Project Runway people are living in. Open style lofts ftw and I make all my Sims houses that style. Lots of walls are not good.

I need recs for what to see, do and eat in New Orleans. Lz and I will be there for 3 nights and 2 full days in a couple weeks. Speak up, please!

EA Sports Active is killing me, but in the best way because that, coupled with daily powerwalking means I've now lost 7 pounds. I feel seriously energized after each workout, although my thighs are jellified. Fuck you lunges and squats. *shakes fist* Sadly, I won't make my goal of being thin in time for Dragon*Con.

Today, I am catching up on all my DVR stuff, eating chocolate and playing the newest Monkey Island. Ahh, remnant of my childhood. I didn't eat my nachos last night because I ended up walking from work to the Target (90 mins through Lower Manhattan, over the MHN Bridge and through downtown Brooklyn in the rain) and was too tired by the time I got home.

So, nachos tonight. Wheeee.

And I may spend some time putting together a picspam of the last few weeks. I've got some delightful shots.

Lemon Bex out.

I've been on Twitter so if you're following me there you know the day-to-day business of my life. Other life in the past month:

+ Spent a week with Lora ♥ baby sister.
+ Spent a week with Courtney ♥ new real life friend, who is also now my fic bitch and will write what I demand of her.
+ Decided to ship Uther/Morgana from Merlin (hot hot older man/young woman).
+ Decided to ship Eliot/Parker from Leverage (eeeee hip/shoulder and shoulder/shoulder snuggles!).
+ Pat Benetar & Blondie concert with Dia last week at Coney Island. Beautiful weather. Asscracks abounding.
+ Roadtrip with twinnieface to Atlanta for Dragon*Con in less than 3 weeks, as well as adding Charleston (*dances*), Savannah (damn I loved that tv show), and New Orleans (home of pirates, drunks and whores) to the itinerary, plus random stops along the way.

- Cable is fucking out AGAIN. Have to wait until Monday to get it fixed.
- Have lost no more weight at all. Sigh.
- Sleep is sorely lacking in my life and it's making me constantly nauseous and dizzy. Probably why I haven't lost weight as I keep eating to get energy.

Will do picspam soon. I still haven't posted my Canadian Road Trip pics and it was more than two years ago. God, I am lazy. And I have spam from my London trips still to post, and random life picspam. Ugh.

What a boring entry. Twitter is more fun. And it's instant gratification! I like that.

I miss Josh and Donna crazypants. I am itching to write my RPF about them but lack of sleep and tv makes Bex something something.

Little more than 48 hours and I will be smashuggling Lora. LORA. BABY SISTER! LOOOOORA! OMG I am so, so excited. I miss her so much!

I put a pic of Bradley James on my work desktop and had to spend most of the day with all my program windows maximized because every time I looked at him I went giggly and weak and had to fan myself. WTF is wrong with me. He's a BOY.

I still can't decide if I like Royal Pains. I don't think I like Hank. Sure I don't like his Doctor Girlfriend (I can't even remember her name), Divya annoys me. Evan is sometimes fun sometimes bloody annoying. The only people I like are Christine Ebersole (It's CHRISTINE EBERSOLE HOW CAN I NOT?!) and the two teenage kids. Adorable. Sigh. Don't know if I will keep watching. Every time I look at or hear Mark Feuerstein I think about Josh's snarky comments.

And if you don't read my Twitter, I've now lost 4 pounds on this diet of strangeness. Sometimes I am so good, sometimes I am so bad. Poor body. But I am walking over an hour a day, getting off the train several stops earlier, and walking further to get on them in the afternoon. It helps.

Just ate Chinese though. Fail.

I have a roaring headache of agony. This is because I just spent an hour in a deep seated panic attack but it's passed and everything is fine. I have aircon and Percywilbur to snuggle with.

Leverage was delightful. Slow to start but there were moments that made me clasp my hands to my chest and sigh happily. Nate at the end! Okay, not so much happy but, OMG, my brave, lonely boy. Eliot with the crotchplosions and the chainsaw! And Sophie and her bad review! Go Nazis! And Hardison and his denied fistbump! And Parker in a habit! Hahaha. I love them all! This show makes me use ! a lot!

Merlin. Finally got around to it, and I'm more than halfway through. Oh, man. Oh, oh, oh, MAN. Uberlove. It's so silly and fun and gorgeously shot with the castle and the lands and the costuming. The food throwing in the stocks? Fabulous. And the stupid storylines? Fabulous. And Ripper Giles! FABULOUS. However, I still hate Eve Myles. And I hate Michelle Ryan. Stupid bitches ruin my shows everywhere.

But, I love Arthur. OMG. OMG. I won't even begin to talk about the burning lustcrush. I can't even talk about it because the second I start thinking about it I descend into giggles and cover my face with my hands and snigger childishly. Psychotic, teen giggles. I really, really, really want him to throw me on that lovely four poster bed and ravish me. RAVISH, I SAY. There's something about his lips that... omg, I can't stop giggling. Heeheeheeeeeeen. I can't.

Hee.

Also, Lancelot. Nice.

Heeheee.

The shame. He's five years younger than me. I feel dirty. But I can't stop. Heeeen. OMG. STOP IT.

Janel was spotted at an Aimee Mann gig yesterday so that means she is still here and I will find her one day. *dances around dreamily*

Leverage starts tomorrow. Amazon sent my DVDs so I hope they will be here in time but I doubt it. Oh well. I have them on avi. Heehee.

I've got such a freaking girlcrush on Edie Falco. Eeee. I just want to glomp her.

Happy Bastille Day! Storm the barricades. Vive La Revolution!


Tobybear (and Bex) visiting Place de la Bastille in 2006
This fandom secret made me laugh so hard I nearly hyperventilated. Mainly because I suddenly remembered the scene (in Indiscretion I think? Tori, help me out here) where he sat on something and Kira had to remove it from his ass and he was whimpering like a baby and his big Cardie butt was like a Honda.

Speaking of Trek. I am going to finish my TOS marathon once I finish my Merlin marathon, then start on Enterprise again. I am determined to find something wonderful in it apart from Jeffrey Combs.

Poll #1429354 Natural Woman
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 40

Do you (or a professional) dye your hair?

Fandom makes me laugh so damn hard. Grow up, people. Seriously. Get over it. You make your choice to go where you go and participate how you want. Accept your choices and fucking deal. Wank. It tickles the funny bones.

My life moves along as it is wont to do. I love my aircon. I love chocolate. I fail at my diet. I am thinking about things and I don't like them and maybe I should change them. Maybe I should just live and accept. Maybe one day at a time is the way to go until something solid pushes me in the right direction. I'd really like to sleep properly.

Under the cut are a couple pics of Janelpuppeh's birthday as well as ManhattanHenge that Rebecca and I 'went to' last night. Very pretty pics, IMHO.

( enjoy )

Does anyone know where to get konjac pasta in NYC? no1_antielitist?

After reading some Spock/Uhura fics, I've decided that nothing will live up to my expectations/hopes/dreams/sexythoughts about them so I'm just going to stay in my fantasy land and play through their relationship there. This isn't to say what I have read is bad, it's just not what I've been looking for. And they are happy in my universe. It's a nice place.

Fourth anniversary of the Tube bombings today. I didn't sleep last night, preferring to have panic attacks while I read all my old personal scribblings, emails, lj entries (and comments and linked entries), as well as re-reading the Engineering reports I was privy to, and viewing all the photos that passed through me during the week after. I miss my home. I miss my Tube. I miss my people. So then I spent a long time crying, then smashing my Guitar Hero drums, until my eyes twtiched too violently to continue. Then I listened to ZQ read the Trek audiobook, during which I whimpered sadly while also giggling insanely at his horrible accents. Then I had a shower and went to work.

Work was tolerable because I did sales analysis reports and ran excel reports so I was able to hide in my office and mope and talk to no one at all and eat chocolate. Fuck my diet. Ugh. I have no self control. Every day there is another reason why I can't stick with it. Today, it was because I was exhausted and needed the dark creamy stuff.

X: Had a massage today. I needed it. OMG the cracking and popping of my spine made me shudder. June is a freaking living legend. I adore her.

IX: Also, I had Panera today. Happy.

VIII: Why do people keep friending me and then not commenting AT ALL on any entry I make. Seriously. I don't like it. Why can't you friend me, then comment on everything, then email me, then IM me, then invite me to visit you in your country, and then you will become my BFF like what Rebecca and Lz did. Stalkers can become BFFs!

VII: It rained again today. I think that makes it pretty much every day, save a few, in June that there was rain. I love rain but this is more than in London, I swaer I am telling the truth. And now, we've gone straight into the 80 degree weather, but still with rain.

VI: I am considering getting an AC for my room because it's going to be unbearable soon. However, I will need a place that delivers, or a car, cause I can't carry that shit. Blerg.

V: Golden Rings.

IV: I'd like one straight into my veins filled with sleeping medication because my insomnia in this heat is even worse.

III: Leverage is starting in two weeks. I am breathless with the giddy. And, apparently, PBS is making a version of Time Team America. Wow. Yeah. Break me off a piece of that 200 yr old history.

II: And right now I am watching The Worst Jobs In History. Tony Robinson is my man. Nobody does glee like he does. He finds a shard of pottery and he practically orgasms with delight. And Phil, when he finds flint. Flint is Phil's Holy Grail.

I: And I'm starting a diet tomorrow. I need to lose 20 pounds in two months. My prize will be Dragon*Con where I will meet ZQ and he will tell me he is straight and wants to do me. I am monumentally scared because this has to be it for me. I have to stick with it; I can't fail YET AGAIN.

I chose men who I would do long and hard, so there are some notable exceptions that I know other people on my flist would do, but I can't, so sorry!

Interestingly enough, every one of them (apart from one) is older than me. In fact, they are all way older than me, happily married, or in a happy relationship (okay, one just announced his divorce and one is declared gay), and mostly all fathers (apart from another one only 2 years older and probably gay; no kids, but has a gorgeous puppy *swoon*).

( there be men here )

Poll #1418555 Showdown
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 16

Pirates v Ninjas

Robots v Zombies

Things:
FTW: I had Outback with Rebecca last night. 12oz of rare meat in mah belly. And pomegranate Red Mango with strawbs and mandarin chunks.
FTL: I finally bought some blackout shades for my huge bay windows in my room, but they were paper and I got my fingers all cut up trying to trim them.
FTW: They block enough light so I am not woken up at 5am from the freaking summer sunrise.
FTL: But I can now see all the little lights (laptop, power cords, mp3 player, dvr standby, wii standby etc) in my room and spent 20 mins last night trying to block them out with socks and things. I will need a better plan tonight.
FTW: Hopefully a good work day today because it’s a weekend and less stressful. I will make icons. And keep teaching myself photoshop.
FTL: I just ate two raspberry scones and I am craving chocolate.
FTW: I have Tues, Wed and Thurs off next week.

Lots of Star Wars awesomeness hitting my Feeds lately:
Hello Wars Stickers (Hello Kitty Star Wars-ified)
Star Wars Bookends

Also, Christine enthused on being jammified last night and I decided that jammification is quite possibly the greatest thing in the universe. Who doesn't crave that feeling? I want it RIGHT NOW.

I have a new icon made by duskwillow and it makes me DIE. DED. I have NO WORDS. My DVR (I should name it something) was so nice to me and taped ZQ on Ellen today. No, I don't have WishList on TWC, I did actually make a manual recording. STFU. I want his milkshake quite badly, except he wants to give it to the boys and not the girls. Why, God, WHY?!

Relatedly, I am marathoning TOS again. I had to redownload the avis since my other ones are back in Sydney. I am nearly to the end of season uno. I forget how truly awesome this show is when I don't watch it for awhile. All the tiny little things that make me giggle so bad keep popping up and I am having a wicked time. Now, though, it raises so my meta-ish questions in my mind about the difference of the reboot crew's characterizations after the events (both the opening scene and the main plot) in the movie because (spoiler alert!) they are were pretty much all AU characters since birth or just after. Then, of course, kablammy to that particular planet and race, and now the Federation and Starfleet will have to develop differently. But that's something I assume they will explore in the next THREE MOVIES BECAUSE, HELL YES, THEY'VE ALL SIGNED ON FOR THEM.

I need to theorise this with someone.

Also, I made a new portmanteau the other day. Awesome + Epic = Awespic. And that is what this movie is. And the fandom. I love it hardcore even if I can't be a part of it. Someone please, please rec me a good S/U fic where they get together for the first time. It's got to be out there and my imagination is not nearly as good as other people's abilities to acutally write that awesomeness into something brilliant.

Day off today, and tomorrow. I woke up at 8am (bliss) then proceeded to play Sims 3 and watch TOS until 7pm when I realised I hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day so I ordered Chinese and now I am eating it. I have a Chinese food dilemma in that that my local Chinese place (the one right outside the subway and on the way home) has amazing fries, fantastic pork fried rice and killer egg rolls, but another one further away (and the one that delivers for free) has peanuttier sesame noodles, juicier sesame chicken and crispier fried shrimp. I ordered from there tonight because I craved the noodles. Then again, I live on the edge of Chinatown Brooklyn and I guess I could go exploring one day and find a place that fits all my needs. So it's only a dilemma until I get off my fat ass and fix it.

Had dinner with several people last night and the topic of Eric Bana popped up and I mentioned that I could never, ever take him seriously. And Abbie said that she heard most Australians can't take him seriously. THIS IS ONE OF THE MANY REASONS WHY. AND THIS! I just can't do it. Especially because as Nero he sounded so much like a soft-spoken Poida that I was in hysterics inside.

It comes to my attention through reputable sources that ZQ is filming a movie here soon. Oh, hell, you KNOW I will be stalking the shit out of that. COURTNEY, GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW. I need a stalking buddy.

WHO WROTE THIS F!S BECAUSE IAWYS HARDCORE.

I wish I could be more involved in ontd_startrek but those bitches are always online, apparently either not sleeping, or not working, spamming the comm with awesomeness, and I just don't have the time to be so involved. And it makes me really emo. This is actually the first fandom I really want to be involved in since WW but I can't. Also, because I am old and have nothing to offer even if I did have the time.

If Zachary Quinto had sex with a man, it is not because Zachary Quinto is gay, but because Zachary Quinto ran out of women. From this blog, which is the greatest. Everything is completely true. So, because he has not had sex with me, he has never had sex with a man, therefore he is not gay. Logical conclusion.

Oh, Tonys. Win and Lose always. Doogie Stinson was, wait for it... AWESOME. WTF Billy Elliot? Weirdest dance ever and if that's in the musical, then I don't want to see it.

I'm tired. Really, truly, bone-wearingly tired. I don't particularly want to work here anymore. I thought I did but I just don't. I want to go home to London, and figure out how to make it work. It has to work somehow.