Spent 20 hours downloading the Lost season finale, only to find that the file didn’t work. I miss BTEFnet.
Oh, and just to clear something up, the rant about no one commenting on my hair was directed to my IRL friends. I went to Hockaday graduation last night to see my ikkle wooblets graduate, and I expected people to notice my hair. Even the people that read my blog and knew how important this was to me didn’t say a word until I deliberately asked them.
I need to be told that it looks okay, and I need to hear it often. All my life I’ve had long hair. I’ve even observed that my subconscious treats long hair as a sign of goodness in general, and short hair as a form of punishment. It used to be that if I was ever upset at someone, I’d dream about them with hacked-off hair.
Bah.
Comic SWAT — A thoughtful analysis of some of comics’ most ridiculous outfits, for superhero and villain alike! I think I ruptured my spleen laughing so hard.
Sorry, can’t remember who linked me.
The official website for Tim Minear’s new show The Inside is up! Premieres June 8th. Maybe if I actually watch this one, it won’t get cancelled. Because yes, I hold that kind of power.
Did I know that Adam Baldwin (Jayne) was going to be in the main cast?
Now that’s bizarre. My mom left a few pages in my room, torn from a magazine, from an article on the Dali exhibit in Philadelphia. The top page just suddenly floated about four feet, from the floor next to the end of my bed to the doorway to my bathroom. Obviously it was the light breeze from the air conditioner vent, but it was still surreal. An article about Dali flying across the room… would that be meta-surrealism?
I love my house. I always like to joke that it’s haunted. My bedroom door has a trick to it so that it’s difficult to open from the outside, but just requires a certain twist of the knob to open from the inside. Every so often, this door will randomly open, with no one nearby. It freaks my friends out whenever it happens. Also, because it’s an old house and it’s settling on its foundation, occasionally I’ll hear creaks that sound like someone walking around my parents’ room, when I’m the only one in the house. I’ve actually investigated the sounds on more than one occasion, thinking that someone had broken in.
And that’s your tangent for the evening.
In my LJ: Serenity and haircut pics
You know what the only thing worse than a traumatic haircut is? Getting a traumatic haircut and having NO ONE SAY ANYTHING ABOUT IT. This is the shortest my hair has been since INFANCY. Everyone I know FAILS. I don’t care if you haven’t seen me in two years, REMARK UPON MY SHORN SCALP!
The new trailer for Tim Burton’s Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is out! Unfortunately, it’s only available through AOL (at least, until the fans get a hold of it, rip the file, and make it available to the net in a dozen easily-downloadable formats). It didn’t work properly when I tried opening it in Firefox, but for some reason, I had no problem when I tried opening it with IE. That’s certainly a first.
My hair is starting to grow on me. And that sounds really funny if read in the wrong context. Because it lost so much of the length, it’s a lot lighter, so it holds curl better. Of course, this makes it look even shorter, but oh well. It looks healthier. I’ve actually been considering cutting my hair for a while now, and while I was still of the belief that I wouldn’t, maybe this is fate kicking me in the shins and saying “Stop whining!”
I think right now I just need to get over myself and sit back and let my hair grow. Feh.
Note to self: When getting dramatic haircut, don’t do it with a stylist you’ve never met. I wanted to get 4-5 inches off to even up the back and get rid of broken ends, but it looks like he hacked off more than 6. This is the shortest my hair has been in memory. I AM NO LONGER A MEMBER OF THE LHFCXDE. Plus, without asking me, he decided to cut my hair in a straight line across the back, so that it would be longer in the front. In the past, I’ve always done it the other way around. Coupled with Serenity trauma, this was not a good morning.
The afternoon, however, was fabulous. Mom gave me the go-ahead to get my new computer, and I keep going over the specs list and drooling. Dell Precision M70 Notebook with Windows XP Pro, 1 Gb RAM, 100 Gb hard drive, and 8x DVD+RW. The LCD is a 15.4″ widescreen WUXGA, and the laptop itself is only 7 pounds and 1.6″ thick. If you ever encounter a laptop sexier than that, I want it caught and shot now. And now, I have a week to decide on an appropriate name for it! *does a dance of joy*