The plastic is coming!

I have to say, SVT has really been raising the game lately when it comes to television. First Veronica Mars, which while it isn't my thing personally, is still from what I hear a very good show; then Supernatural, and you know my feelings on that one; and now Doctor Who. I think this is another show I'm going to enjoy, judging from tonight's premiere. Crack, so far, but really cool crack.

Plus, this is at least one series where I won't have to get distracted by being shallow. As awesome as Christopher Eccleston is, I will never understand the calling him hot.

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And, something on the topic of SN... What Jared wants to see.
No, no, no. Jared, dude, seriously. Do not put ideas like that in the heads of evil geniouses like Kripke and Gamble. And Kripke, don't you listen to him. If you do that, end it like that, I'm gonna hunt you down like Snuggles. You hear me?

The truth doesn't make a noise

- I am not aggressive.
- Oh yeah? She won and I told her I actually let her win, and suddenly she just jumped up and started kicking me. In the kidneys.
- Oh come on, mum, you didn't really - ?
- Well, I did win! He did not let me!

That's my family for you.

So, my laptop is finally all set up. I got a new harddrive yesterday - 160 GB, hell yeah! - and have now spent what seems like many, many hours re-installing all essential programs, transferring files and arranging music and photos. My eyes are tired, but I've been having a blast. I've also discovered the awesome iSquint that really really smoothly converts media files like .avi and others to .mp4. Watchable on your iPod. It's like heaven.

There's an overtone singing festival this weekend and I'm extremely tempted to sneak off to the concert tomorrow. The singing sounds peculiar and very fascinating. And kinda pretty, too.

For my girls who are going through a shitty time, I love you. Take care of yourselves.

And because the quote was too awesome to pass up on...

Looking in windows, knocking on doors

Seriously, when your eyes start tearing up at the sight of a man in a dog suit making a bed, you start wondering whether you're a woman or a mollusc. Good thing I was alone. But I heart Finding Neverland.

And the Oscars are done. I'm slightly disappointed that Adriana Barraza lost out on the 'Best female in a supporting role' award - she was amazing and lost it to a former American Idol contestant. No, I'm not going to judge since I've yet to see Dreamgirls, but still. Barraza deserved it for her performance. I did start bouncing with happiness a little when I read that Alan Arkin won 'Best male in a supporting role', though.
Jack Black and Will Ferrell were hilarious.
"- I am going to fight the nominees! - Ryan Gosling! You're all hip and now. Well, I'm gonna break your hip, right now! - Hey, Peter O'Toole! You're a legendary in England, I don't care. I'm gonna beat you down with my Nickelodeon award! - Mark Wahlberg! Where are you? I won't mess with you. You're actually kinda badass. Once again, I hope we're cool, you are very talented."
Comedians at the Oscars are apparently the saddest men alive.

We finally had our Supernatural season two marathon yesterday, at least the first half of it - seven episodes, six hours, with a break in the middle to eat something. No better way to spend the day. And like I said, Ida, you know I could've been mean and insisted we watched Croatoan, too, and made you suffer for a while like I had to. Heh.
You know, I used to be completely addicted to Gilmore Girls and Lost, I still enjoy Desperate Housewives to some exent and I think Heroes is awesome, but none of them has ever actually made me think "Damn, I love this show" while watching them. This one does.
They've named an upcoming episode after a Johnny Cash song. You know, just when I though I couldn't love Eric Kripke any more. As if him writing in a script 'Cue music, and you can take take your anemic, alternative pop and shove it up your ass!'" wasn't enough. The man is my favourite showrunner ever. Even though he is a bastard more often than not, in the best sense possible.

I just realised today that I still remember some of the Swedish lyrics to the Gummi Bears. How is that even possible? *hums*
Bumbibärssaften, den magiska kraften
Och visst blir man stark om man dricker utav den...

If you needed a reason.

Valentine's Day is a proper waste of time and, to borrow Heather's expression, "sux sweaty goat balls". For Christ's sake, why do people need a special day to show that they care about each other? It's just an excuse for the stores to sell more lingerie.
We went out to the union and had dinner and ignored the whole thing. Or, well, tried to. The band kept dedicating songs to 'all the singles out here tonight'. After being forcefed some real downers (I think it was Just A Gigolo that triggered it), Ida summed the whole thing up: It doesn't matter that you're single, because love sucks anyway. Well, that's one way of putting it!

Supernatural this season is more often than not angsty enough and that's one of the reasons why I love it to bits, but it can also be awesomly cracktastic when it wants to. I mean... Alien abductions where the worst part isn't the whole thing with being probed - "again and again and again, and then one more time" - but instead being forced to slowdance with a lovesick sighing alien to Lady In Red under a disco ball? Seriously, do you need another reason to watch the show?



I almost slept through the whole of yesterday. Came home from the lecture, started seeing spots, realised that a migraine was on its way and went to bed. Woke up at six, had dinner, went to bed again for an hour. Got up, ate some chocolate, watched a bit of Mulholland Drive, went to bed and slept from midnight to ten this morning. Damn, I really must've had some sleep to catch up on.

Working double time on the seduction line

Thanks to Frida, if I ever get married, my future groom will be seeing me walk down the isle in the church to the sweet sound of AC/DC's Highway To Hell. I will expect him to headbang. Also, the first dance is going to be either Let Me Put My Love Into You or You Shook Me All Night Long. I'm leaning towards the latter, just because I love it a wee bit more.
Seriously, what could be more fitting?

Well I'll be guiding and we'll be riding
Giving what you got to me
Don't you struggle
Don't you fight
Don't you worry cause it's your turn tonight
Let me put my love into you babe

or

Had to cool me down to take another round
Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing
The walls were shaking, the earth was quaking
My mind was aching and we were making it, and you -
Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long

Oh, I'm not kidding. It's gonna be awesome. I almost want to get married just for that to happen. Volunteers?

Gah. Now I'm gonna be singing Shook Me... all day. I love that song way too much. Damn you, Supernatural, for making me addicted to the Back In Black album.

Stupid.

Grey's Anatomy is stupid.
Snow Patrol's 'Chasing Cars' is stupid.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan and Katherine Heigl are stupid.
Shonda Rhimes is stupid and really, really mean.
Crying over a damn TV show is also stupid.

And here is the new me with glasses. I like them.

In which I try (and fail miserably) not to curse

Oh, how I would love to pull a Lara right now... But I'm not as gifted as she is when it comes to cursing, so I will settle for fuckfuckfuckfuck (se, Gustav, jag sade ju att jag svär som en borstbindare) because I've sprained my hopeless fucking ankle again. Yeah. Just doing something as simple as crossing a friggin' street. You'd think that'd go smoothly, but not when you're me. No, when you're me, your ankle suddenly - without warning or reason - gives way in the middle of the street so that you have to limp the 400 meters left with tears in your eyes, begging God or whoever, anyone, to just let you get home and sit down.
I hate my fickle fucking feet.

On a slightly brighter note I picked up my new glasses before this happened, and wow! I can see!

Oh, and it's been a while since one of these. Not for a lack of making them, trust me, more for sympathy with my readers, but here we go.
I want an Impala for my birthday this year. Please? She's so pretty, and I promise I'll pet her and wash her and call her baby. Never mind that I don't have a driver's license.

Och just det ja, jag blev ju utmanad! Jag funderar, Gustav! Har inte hittat någon lämplig bild än.

Sniffle

I have a cold coming, and I thought I'd post before it takes hold completely and leaves me unable to do anything but whine.

Wednesday is a long day. Two different sets of lectures, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. I've gotten so spoiled with only having two or three hours a day for the last couple of months. Funny thing is, though, I don't mind at all. Sure, it's a little tiring, but it's too much fun to be annoyed. And it's great to see how many are taking 'Grammar' - we're practically as many now as we were at the A level.
You know what else is great? Picking up your exam only to discover that the grade you received was wrong and that you'd actually done better than you thought you did. That's quite nice.

I don't want to jinx anything, but there might be a very, very good reason to go to London and see Avenue Q this summer. I'm keeping everything crossed. Fingers, legs and toes.

By the way, Supernatural spoilers are teh awesome. I dont know how I'm going to be able to wait for over a week. And Jared and Jensen make me giggle - in an interview they were asked what kind of movies they watch, answered that they both like Westerns and then... Well, elaborated.

Jensen: When I was six years old I used to get up in the morning, put on a leather belt with two six-shooter cap guns and roam around the house. Very little's changed.
Jared: Me too. I still wear arseless chaps around the house, actually. I'm a special kinda cowboy!

I pity Jared's publicist.

The jig is up

I'm tired. This whole only having lectures twice a week... Sure, it sounds neat, but it's really not. Having nothing to do somehow takes away all my energy. I need a job. And dudes, we need to arrange that study group we were talking about - a few more weeks of this hanging around at home and I'm going to be stark raving mad. So now, I'm going to drag my ass up into town, shop for some gifts, maybe sit down and read for a bit a the café. Tomorrow I'm going swimming. I need to find some sort of structure, get a routine. Do something besides yawning.

Oh, the Swedish cast of Avenue Q was on TV the other day. My reaction was... Eh. 'It sucks to be me' - 'Det är skit att vara jag'? "Det är skit att va' jag! Det suger helt fett!" Sigh. No, I'm not getting into the translation debate - again - but you can see where I'm going, right?
The puppet voices sounded more childish than anything else. Christmas Eve was sort of, well, bad. I'll still want to go see it, of course, there's no way I could resist. But you are all running the risk of having me bitching afterwards. Not that me bitching is new.

Oh, one more thing... I know I have what you might call and odd taste in music, but please, people, tell me you know where this is from.
Oh mama I'm in fear for my life
From the long arm of the law
Lawman has put an end to my running
And I'm so far from my home

Heh. I found this the other day - I think it's from the second grade. MiniMe.
Ah, tonight is the night of ogling. Yes, yes, it's Supernatural night.

I fell into a burning ring of fire

Lyrics quiz solution:

1. ACDC - Shook Me All Night Long
2. Kansas - Carry On My Wayward Son
3. Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars *point to V*
4. Johnny Cash - God's Gonna Cut You Down
5. ACDC - Back In Black
6. Beth Nielson Chapman - Say Goodnight, Not Goodbye
7. Nickelback - Photograph *point to V*
8. Athlete - Chances
9. Metallica - Enter Sandman
10. Triumph - Fight The Good Fight
11. Keane - We Might As Well Be Strangers *point to V*

I'm very disappointed in the rest of you. You should hear me clicking my tounge.

I passed the 'Language Acquisition' exam! One down, one to go. And I'm so counting on having to complement on the other one, but at least it's done for now. So now, we move on to 'Theoretical Grammar' and 'Human Voice and Speech'... Damn, I love this.
Looks like I really will be trying to do an extra five credits with 'neurolingvistik' - this is the last semester they'll be doing that course until 2009, or so. I really don't want to wait that long. What made me extra sad though, was that 'psykolingvistik' is done. No more. That was one course I was definitely looking forward to taking.

We're seeing 'Rocky VI' tonight. Puffy Stalone and Milo V, I can't wait. But do not go see 'Holiday'. You'll be nauseous from all the sugar.

Lund was never so beautiful.

I am finally home after being stuck in Stockholm for longer than was planned, thanks to the fucking storm that really ought to have been given a more menacing name than 'Per' (I mean, seriously). The journey home took eight hours instead of four and I felt like falling to my knees and kissing the ground when we got off the train. But SJ did all they could - got us a room at a four star hotel when we couldn't get home, and then first class tickets part of the way when the trains started running again. I can't complain too much, at least not about them.

Invasion! was as amazing as I remembered it, and the audience reaction at the beginning was absolutely awesome. The infiltrators were sat just two rows down from us, so we had a good view of their progress from mildly amused to "Dude, what the fuck is this shit?!" It started out with some annoyed hushing, but when the boys decided they'd had enough and made to leave people actually stood up and yelled at them to sit down and shut up while we were busy giggling like mad and trying to hide it. They must've felt so silly when they realised it was all part of the show. I know I would have.
Bahador Foladi is still incredible. When he came on stage for that horrifying, final monologue of the show, my heart just started pounding. With dread, because I knew what was coming, and anticipation, because he acts it so, so well. I thought I'd try and transcribe that one, because you should read it. I think it might be my favourite part, but I'm not sure. It's impossible to choose.

My kind, kind Languages-of-the-world lecturer gave me a couple of extra days with the exam, since I was stuck without my laptop and unable to finish on time. So now, I'm writing the final question and it's actually not going horribly. I haven't had any flashes of brilliance by any means, but if there's anything I'm good at, it's word-pooping.

Solution to the lyrics quiz, which V was the only one to excel at, will be up next time.

Oh, by the way, Supernatural? Was sofa king awesome on Thursday. Best episode yet of the ones I've seen, perhaps, save the season 2 opener. And they used 'White Rabbit'! Finally! Do you realise how long I've been hoping and waiting for them to use that song? And it was totally creepy and awesome (so, I like the word awesome, big deal) and perfect. V, you should start watching season 2, I need someone to geek out with over it.

Hope none of my Swedish readers were hit too hard by the storm and stayed safe.