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Happy Birthday Dad

Today is my dad’s birthday and even though I have a pretty bad Spring cold, I’ll be going to his house to celebrate. Happy Day, Dad! I spent a little time up there yesterday, as I had to have someone escort me to the Praxis II exam I had to take in order to be certified for my job. I have NO IDEA how I did on that test. I am an excellent test taker (as I’ve stated in the past), but this wasn’t a test of counseling. This was a test of common sense, which could be bad for ol’ Jenny-Girl. Heh.

Allow me, for a moment, to speak televisionally. LOST, as we knew and loved, is completely done. I have achieved closure now, and can nearly watch the show again. I’ve accepted that the show is about some old white men and their ridiculous dealings. What it is NOT is a show about the survivors of a plane crash. This became evident during the last episode, where it was “Elsewhere on the island, some people were seen on a beach.” The stories of Jack, Kate, Sawyer, Locke, Michael, Walt, Sun, Jin, Hurley, Charlie, Claire, Shannon, Boone, etc. are meaningless. They are nothing but side plots now. When all is said and done, they will be afterthoughts in the synopsis of the show. The end of the synopsis will read, “…and survivors of a plane crash caused by the island were featured in flashbacks and later, flashforwards due to their contact with Ben and Mr. Widmore.) *sigh* I miss the first year so much. Now that the smokemonster (which is a stupid device, anyway) can be controlled, there’s no inherent fear of the unknown. It really is a show about rich old men playing around with an island. Sad, really.

The two-part Doctor Who episode is here, and Part One was the best of the early season two-parters yet. I enjoyed seeing Martha and Donna together and I’m really looking forward next week. I’ve also started watching The Sarah Jane Adventures on SciFi. I’m content with just watching the episodes there, so I won’t be burning them to disc, but I’m really enjoying the show, kids and all. Lots of fun!

Mind-numbing

Lost was fantastic last night. It was unpredictable, non-manipulative, and exciting. Oh, wait, NO IT WASN’T! It was NONE of those things. It sucked. Again. Who in the free world didn’t predict that Michael was Ben’s man on the boat?!? The whole Jin/Sun thing was ruined by Juliet’s bitchline, and so help me, if I stick it out to the end of this show, I want cash reimbursement for my trouble.

Productivity

Productivity, thy name is mine.  I shall now list my accomplishments for the week.

Wrote two papers and responded appropriately to others in one of my classes (whew!).

Caught up on all my shows including Torchwood (fun!), SGA (boring), Lost (sucks), Survivor (hurrah!)

Ordered Mom’s cookie cake for tomorrow

Gave Hobbit extra present of SuperScratcher (Awww)

Quite a bit of housework (finally).

And now, I have to go back and see what I’ve missed online, because I’ve managed to stay off all week.  Good for me!

A-nu-bis

How great is it that my least favorite goa’uld is on LOST this week?!? Zipacna tried to snark on Osiris until she (he? heh) threw down the threat of Anubis, making his little rabbit lip quiver. Zippy also tried to take Ska’ara out by defending Klorel in that trial held by by the Tollans, but SG-1 prevailed, of course. Ah, good times.  Speaking of SG-1, in the Stargate movie, the really good looking sidekick of Ra is credited as Anubis and was killed by the Stargate team.   According to show canon, Anubis had been banished centuries earlier by the System Lords, but the two stories could work together;  he could have been like Imhotep, hiding out as a Jaffa, after his “death” and that could explain a) why the System Lords paid him no mind and b) how he was able to live on because of his half ascension.  Yep, I need a life.

On a different note, how amazing is James on Survivor? Such the body and a brain now, too. Triumphant, indeed. Well played, James.

[Edit:  LOST is sooooo bad.  Desmond and crazy Jesus/Manson man have a past.  Bwa ha ha ha ha]

Do Over

I want a do over, of everything.

I can only hope that the parallel universe theory is true and there’s another me out there for whom everything goes right all the time. Bah. From the big things such as having a husband to the little things like random album art not showing up on my Zune, just bah.

As an early birthday present, Dad and Mom got my car fixed up a bit. I got a front-end alignment, new brakes and four new tires. Whee! The old rattle seems to be gone and now I’m not dreading all the trips I have to make this month.

I still look forward to Torchwood each week, but in our house it’s known as The Jack and Ianto Look At Each Other show. That’s just about the only reason we tune in, but it’s a good enough reason, I suppose. Survivor is back, and I don’t know how I missed it, but I’ve made up the first episode and it’ll do. Oh, congratulations, LOST. I actually *did* turn it off this week. My lord, could that one guy overact more?!? He might as well have a sign on that says, “Hey viewers, I’m odd and quirky, WATCH MEEEEE!” I think I’m just over how seriously the show takes itself. It’s a stupid show, based on stupid premises that the writers can’t get out of now, and yet they make it play out as if it’s Shakespeare. FFS. When it was a group of people on an island with “something’ out there, it rocked. Once the “something” became warring factions of others, scientists, and their ilk, it failed. Flash forwards suck, the flashbacks suck, everyone we’ve met since Season 1 sucks. Oh, and just kill Ben and be done with it. Geez.