So, Andrew bought me Skyrim for Christmas, which I wasn't sure if I would like... It's AMAZING and I LOVE it. It's all I want to do, and I easily lose 3+ hours to it before I know that any time has passed. <3

My favorite thing is that once you've done a task for someone, even something trivial like 'talk to my son' you then get to take every single thing in their house, for free. It's fabulous.

My least favorite thing is that you have to kill dragons, rather than befriend and/or ride them. I kind of thought 'dragonborn' was going to mean I was part dragon and could at least control (if not befriend) them, but no. :(

So, if you want to talk about Skyrim, I am here for you. I'm just about to go to the College and learn magic, but I'll still be here for you after that.
I am terrible at Livejournal, and I apologize. But I have to write this down.

*this Uncle Kracker song comes on the radio*
Andrew, after two verses: Wait, is this song about a guy sleeping with a married woman?
Me: Yes. His only hit, and that is exactly what it's about. At least, I think it was his only hit. Can you name any other Uncle Kracker songs?
Andrew: Isn't that 'tear my life into pieces, this is my last resort' song by them?
Me: That's by Papa Roach. Totally different genre, style, etc.
Andrew: Well, they're both related to you.

Also, we went to lunch Saturday at this cute little diner that has tiny jukeboxes at each booth. We were seated at a table though, so all the music we heard was chosen by the group of four 10-12 year olds at the booth next to us. (Their parents were at another table nearby, supervising, and I definitely heard one kid go, "DON'T talk to me!" to them, lol). I am ashamed/pleased that I really bopped to all the music they picked. Apparently, my musical tastes are right in line with the youths.
1. Sorry not sorry, but I am not here for unarticulated Monster High dolls (the articulation is one of their strongest points!) and I don't much care for the new faces either. I have already started branching out my doll collection to other options, something I was previously avoiding mainly for budgetary reasons. I may be all right with this.

2. I bought a little porcelain Rapunzel doll at an antiques fair on Saturday (where I also got fantastically sunburned) and it reminded me how much I used to love porcelain dolls. Andrew, apparently, finds them unsettling. The one I got is ok by him though, because she's little and not super realistic. Here's pic from the internet; I'll take some of my own when I clean her up a bit. I find her so interesting because she's from 1986, and yet she looks so much like she was influenced by Tangled (purple dress, flowers in the hair, transparent sleeves). I wish mine had come with a stand, but what do you want for $8? Also, if anyone knows how to get mystery rust-looking stains out of doll clothes (which I can't remove, because they're sewn onto her) I'm open to suggestions.

3. I may be really getting into Funko Pops. They used to kind of creep me out, and I only bought one or two, but now, there are so many, and I totally bought both Joey & Chandler (they have a tiny chick and a tiny duck!) and will probably get the rest of the Friends eventually. Send help? (in the form of Pops!)
Remember last year at the Globes, when Emma Stone wore a giant butt ruffle and Melissa McCarthy's dress was legit made out of two other ones, and Claire Danes was super excited that her dress was covered in real feathers and Kiera Knightly wore a doily? Well let's see what happened this year!

Lots of pictures under the cut! )
Apparently I can only remember to be thankful every other day or so...

Day 12: Gadget - Definitely laptops. The ability to be on a computer, wirelessly, anywhere, is amazing.

Day 13: Something Old - In the 5th or 6th grade, I went on a trip to The Great Escape with my BFF at the time, Amber, and her family. Her mother's boyfriend won all of us these stuffed mice, and I still have mine. His name is Binky, I've slept with him every night since I got him, and he's been all over the world with me. I am thankful both to have him, and that Andrew doesn't mind sharing the bed. :)
So, remember that time we kicked ass at Harry Potter Trivia? Well, the same bar had HP trivia again last night, and the same four of us went and did... not as well, but not terribly. We ended in a three-way tie for fourth place (though technically, since there was also a tie for second, and the loser of that ended up with third, we had the third highest score) and then the people running it decided not to make us all play Tetris at 11:30 (THANK YOU) and just gave all three teams gift certificates. It was kind of awesome.

This version was A LOT more difficult than the first, likely because this time they knew the caliber of players they were going to attract. Still, we only got six questions wrong out of 50, which is not too shabby. What killed us was round three, which was solely based on the movies. I haven't seen SS in at least 10 years, and I only saw HBP once (because it was SHIT) and so we got four questions wrong in that round alone.

Questions we missed under here! )

P.S. Thanks to Sporcle, I knew how to spell Scrimgeour and Grindelwald correctly. Thanks Sporcle!
1.Turns out I lied, the other Maine pics that Andrew took aren't numerous or exciting, so there will not, in fact, be more Maine pictures.

2. Andrew and I watched the VMA's (well, until 10:45, just after Kanye's speech, when I decided that was enough acid for one night and went to bed) and I don't even know. There are no words, but Taytay was lovely and I love her and Blank Space won at least one award, so good for her. She may, in fact, have been the only sober person there. Oh, and I kind of loved Nikki Minaj's opening number, with the giant feathered headdress. But the point of all this is, do we want a VMA fashion post? It seems silly now, almost a week later, but we could still discuss/look at the pretty pictures.
As you can see by the title, this week's episode of Face Off was relevant to my interests. Now, given, sirens and mermaids are not technically the same thing, but they're close enough in this day and age that this challenge started with the designers on a boat.

Siren Song )

Next week, for the 100th episode of Face Off, couples are getting married in the makeups. That's... a lot of pressure. No one wants to get married in a losing look.
Possibly the more marriage-y-est thing we've ever said:

Me: Can we change the sheets tomorrow?
Andrew: Aw! I was going to do it without you asking and surprise you!
Andrew and I finally went to see Cinderella last night, and I absolutely loved it.

Before seeing it, I was torn between being really excited for a Disney fairy tale movie, and feeling like yet another Cinderella adaptation was a bit unnecessary. Fortunately, it was different enough to interest me, and yet totally true to the story and the Disney version of said story (with adorable, appropriate, and not obnoxious call backs to the Disney version, like a cat named Lucifer, and Sing Sweet Nightingale.) I also think there are references to Ever After (or possibly just coincidences) and the Rodgers & Hammerstein version (the prince's name is Kit, which I believe is traditionally a nickname for Christopher Rupert Windemere Vladimir Karl Alexander Francois Reginald Lancelot Herman Gregory James.

I teared up more than once, including when Cinderella arrived at the ball and everyone stared at her, which is ridiculous because 1. That scene is in every Cinderella movie and has never affected me like that, 2. I was expecting it, and 3. I never tear up at happy things. This movie is just that good.

My only minor quibble is that they went to the trouble of giving Lady Tremaine a motive and some backstory, and then wrote her off at the end in a single line almost as an afterthought. That was sloppy, but it's how the story goes, so I was willing to let it go and just revel in everything else. Her Cateness was phenomenal (obviously) the stepsisters were perfect, the costumes were to die for, they gave everyone (including the prince and the king) more characterization than usual, filled in some plot holes, and that weird CGI thing they were doing to Madden's eyes must have been just in the trailers, because they were a perfectly acceptable, human shade of blue in the movie.

I just loved it. I already want to see it again. (And Frozen Fever was amazing too. I need more Frozen.)
I really hope you're all ready for the EXPLOSION of wedding related posts, because there's only 25 days until the big day and I still have SO MUCH TO DO.

So, of course, I'm going to post here instead of actually doing anything.

This past weekend I tried on my headpiece for the first time, had a hair trial, had my final dress fitting, made a seating chart (complicated by people not being sure if they can come yet, nor knowing how many of them are coming), ordered ribbon for the favors, made the favors (a hilarious endeavor, because Mom, Dad, Andrew and I were all in the kitchen, filling tiny maple syrup bottles with hot syrup. Somehow no one got burned.) and made a crucual centerpice decision.

The headpiece is beautiful and perfefct, which is amazing because we ordered it online, and from Bed, Bath, and Beyond (who knew they had headpieces? Ellen, that's who). My dress is pretty, but there's this weird wrinkle on the sides of it because I'm chubby and apparently have a short torso, and the seamstress has fixed it as much as she can. :( Mom's dress does the same thing, but in the back where it's not as noticiable. I'm hoping this won't show in the pictures.

The biggest thing we still have left to do is to decide on and then make reception decortions, because I only vaguely know what I want. Not sure when that's going to happen, but I did get some fancy paper at Michael's tonight.

Stay tuned for pictures! I'll post them as soon as Mom sends them to me.
This post should be a review of last night's Face Off, but it's not because I haven't seen that episode yet. Our satellite was being wonky (which NEVER happened in NC, and happens all the damn time up here in MA) so we DVRed a later showing of it, which hopefully is there for me to watch tonight. So, you know, look for that post tomorrow.

In the meantime, Andrew and I finished The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern last night, so please enjoy my brief review of it.

Spoilers Under Here )
So, Andrew and I went out to lunch at a local Mexican place this past weekend, and I thought I would share with you all the baffling experience we had.

We rolled into the place around 1:00, and there were a few people there but it wasn't crazy busy. We told the guy behind the counter (henceforth referred to as The Guy) that we'd never been there before, and he gave us a paper menu to look at so we didn't have to stare at the giant confusing chalkboard behind him. When we ordered, The Guy asked "inside or outside?" because they had three picnic tables outside. I assumed he asked us this so he would know where to look for us once our food was ready. We said inside, gave him Andrew's name, took our basket of chips (very notably given to us in a plastic basket with a ceramic dish of salsa), got drinks from the cooler, and went and sat down. After a few minutes, I decided I didn't like the table we'd picked (because it was directly underneath the air conditioning, and I was FREEZING) so we moved to the next table over.

We observed The Guy coming out of the kitchen several times, carrying food and calling out a name. We ate all our chips, and waited, patiently at first and then slightly more and more annoyed, as he brought food out to seemingly everyone in the restaurant but us. I thought, since the same guy was taking orders and delivering the food, that they were just a small, slow place. I couldn't see the whole restaurant at once, so I assumed everyone he was calling had come in before us, or ordered while we were deciding. I was patient.

Then a father and his two daughters came in and sat near us. I knew for a fact now that they had entered and ordered after us, and when The Guy brought them their food, I knew something wasn't right. Andrew went up to the counter to ask The Guy what was going on.

Andrew came back a few minutes later with a plastic bag containing our food, (including another order of chips) all wrapped up in to-go containers. Andrew said The Guy told him that he thought we had ordered our food to go (which is why we said 'inside', and you gave us chips in obvious dine-in containers) and then left (even though he walked past us to deliver other food at least six times, and we stared at him every time because we were hungry) and that people usually wait near the counter for their food (which is why he delivered it to everyone else at their tables, including the father and his girls not five minutes before). We were simply baffled by the whole thing. I thought maybe because we had moved tables he lost us (even though we were literally right next to our first table), but that doesn't explain why he thought we ordered to go, or gave us twice the chips. It was like he forgot everything about the conversation that he hadn't written down.

Anyway, we ate our food, which was delicious, but which I'm sure would have been a lot better if it hadn't been sitting around in boxes for who knows how long beforehand. (Seriously, why did none of the employees wonder whose food that was, and try calling out a name? Were they just going to let it sit there forever?) We might go back, because it was really good, but maybe next time we'll lurk by the counter. Or, since it's quite close to our apartment, maybe we'll order something to-go for real. :)
Next on our 2014 Movie list: The Maltese Falcon.

Spoilers under here! )

Answer to last Sunday's song: Jump, by Van Halen. No one guessed this, but I obviously had to quote a Van Halen song on a Bill and Ted post.

Things I've learned from the Olympics, part two.

-There is a move in pairs figure skating called the death spiral. Now that we know this, Andrew and I have taken to shouting, "Show us your death spiral!" at the TV at least once per pairs skate.

-Sage Kotsenburg looks like a Hemsworth, talks like a surfer in a 90's movie, and is surely getting the most action in the Olympic Village because he also has a fun personality and a gold medal.

-There's a trick in snowboarding called a Japan. No idea what it is, but I learned of its existence. I also know that 'tweak', 'cork', and 'mute grab' are snowboarding terms. Maybe at some point I will learn what they all mean.

-When you start to go out of control/crash during the luge, you're not supposed to bail off the sled. This has not been my experience with real world sledding, and I suspect that sometimes you don't exactly have a choice.

-The USA is totally trolling Russia by sending Johnny Weir to commentate on figure skating. Just looking at him is gay propaganda, because everyone wants to be as fabulous and awesome as he is. Please enjoy these pictures and tweets that illustrate (literally) this point. His Heidi braid is my favorite.

-The top of the ski jump track (374') is higher than the Statue of Liberty (305') or Big Ben (316'). And the horizontal distance they jump is around 115 yards.

Something I learned because of the Olympics: The Dutch wear orange because it's their national color, even though it's not on their flag. It's their national color because William of Orange led the Netherlands to independence from Spain, and the Dutch royal family are his descendants, the House of Orange. (Also, the Dutch king and queen were at the speed skating race, wearing t-shirts and pants and cheering on their skater like normal people.)

Answer to last Monday's song: Our Lips Are Sealed, by The Go-Go's. No one guessed this.

Alas, the October meme is over, and now I don't have anything to fall back on when life is boring and I have no stories to tell.

Oh, well, now Andrew and I are about to watch The Hobbit, so maybe I'll update this post in a couple of hours with my impressions... I mean, I hated that book, but I was young, and I really do like the LotR movies. Oh man, I am totally realizing as I type this that I didn't like The Hobbit partly because there are no girls in it (my favorite character in LotR is Eowyn)... Anyway, check back here later, and we'll see how I feel about the movie! Maybe I won't want Smaug to eat them all this time through.

Edit: We're all of 10 minutes into this movie, and I am still totally on the dragon's side. He was just doing what dragons do!

Edit 2: Movie over now, and I liked it! However, everyone in this movie, except Bilbo, is some manner of douchebag. Oh, and except Galadriel too, because she is beautiful and perfect and should be in ALL THE MOVIES. I am still not convinced that the dwarves are in the right, no matter how much Andrew tells me that they are, and I think they should have listened to Balin and just stayed in their nice new home, not gone and started shit.

Answer to last Saturday's song: Banana Boat Song (Day-O) by Harry Belafonte. No one guessed this. :(
My dream job? I want a job where I feel like I'm making a difference, no matter how small, and helping people in some way. And it would be nice to teach/work with kids... but not as a full-time part of the job. I would like to make a little more money than I do now, and also benefits would be sweet. A job that has something to do with my degrees would obviously be a bonus as well. :)


And finally, this:
Me: Poor Smaug. He just wanted to sleep in his cave and be left alone, and then those stupid dwarves came and killed him.
Andrew: Yeah, the cave which he killed thousands of dwarves to get.
Me: Well, dragons have to have caves! Do you expect him to live on the street?
Andrew: He could have found another cave, that wasn't populated by dwarves!
Me: How do you know they didn't take that cave from a dragon in the first place?

It's been... somewhere around fifteen years since I read The Hobbit, but the part that stuck with me the most was that I was annoyed as FUCK by those stupid dwarves, and I really liked the dragon and just wanted him to barbeque and eat them all.

Answer to last Wednesday's song: My Unfortunate Erection, from 25th Annual Spelling Bee. No one guessed this, which is really a shame. How could I resist quoting a song about erections when we were discussing 50 Shades?
Ahoy Mateys! Today be the annual talking like a pirate day, one o' me most favorite days!

It also be the birthday o' Hermione Granger, one o' me most favorite Harry Potter charactarrrrs. An' I got free queso from Moe's, Andrew got a free doughnut from Krispy Kreme, an' Jersey Mikes were givin' out sandwiches for $1. It were a good day all around!

Me matey Ellen and I also had the followin' conversation:

Ellen: I have a crush on a boy. We hang out all the time at school and I taught him about the library but he hates cheese. I can't have a crush on someone who hates cheese.
Me: Sure you can! Abby's a Yankee's fan, and we're BFF's.
Ellen: But cheese is like a religion.

She arrrrrrrrrn't wrong!

Answer ter the song from last Thurs o' the day: The New Girl in Town, from Hairspray. [ profile] becofoz got this one right, the scallywag!
Andrew and I went to opening day of the Central Carolina Fair the other night, and I just had to share this with y'all:


How these didn't win first place in the scarecrow contest (who knew that was a thing?) is beyond me.

Answer to last Sunday's song: Back Here, by BB Mak. No one guessed this.



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