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nnozomiI've kind of thought this was true for many years, but yeah, this is just about certain, really: my truest function in life is to be a reader/watcher/listener. Not very useful, but what gives me the most joy and fulfillment, much more than creating/interacting in any context myself.
I'm swimming in the good stuff right now, more or less by chance convergences. Some good people's fanfic that I want to go back and (re)read, mostly by the ladies (I think) known as raven and Philomytha. (If Lois McMaster Bujold knew what was best for her readers, which I have to say she mostly does, she would just tell Philomytha to put all her fanfics together and send them off to the publishers, with a note saying "Publish this as Illyan's Book and send half the royalties to me and half to Philomytha.") Oh, and there's the genuine Ivan book coming up too.
Baseball on TV tonight: Atsushi Nohmi pitching against Sugiuchi, which could be a spectacular pitcher's duel--or just a mess. You never know with baseball, which is one of the fun things about it.
An old recording of my dad's orchestra doing the Mephisto Waltz, which just, oh my goodness. There's not a lot of Liszt I really like, but that piece, well, at the risk of vulgarity, if you are feeling you have not met your quota of orgasms lately then just go listen to it.
Inspired by other people's LJs (irnan and elizabeth_hoot), I went and got the Star Wars trilogy (the real one) out of the video store. I'm only halfway through A New Hope yet, but my God, I'd forgotten just how good these things are. Cheesy and campy, sure, but what they're trying to do they do absolutely brilliantly. And it doesn't hurt that young!Harrison Ford is handsome, and Mark Hamill, well, I understand some people grow out of Luke Skywalker eventually, but apparently not me. Good looks with a rock-solid base of sweetness which I can't think of seeing anywhere else. (And excuse me, LJ, I thought this was the hangout of geeks, why is Skywalker getting spellchecked?)
Not as many new English books as I'd like--I was disappointed with the crop when I visited home this March. Still, there's the new Bujold due and also a new Pamela Dean supposed to come out sometime in the not-too-far-future. I wish a long-lost great-aunt of Rosemary Kirstein would appear and leave her a large sum of money so she could quit her day job and WRITE MORE.
Anyway. We honestly should not complain. I shouldn't, anyway. Life contains many many glorious things.
I'm swimming in the good stuff right now, more or less by chance convergences. Some good people's fanfic that I want to go back and (re)read, mostly by the ladies (I think) known as raven and Philomytha. (If Lois McMaster Bujold knew what was best for her readers, which I have to say she mostly does, she would just tell Philomytha to put all her fanfics together and send them off to the publishers, with a note saying "Publish this as Illyan's Book and send half the royalties to me and half to Philomytha.") Oh, and there's the genuine Ivan book coming up too.
Baseball on TV tonight: Atsushi Nohmi pitching against Sugiuchi, which could be a spectacular pitcher's duel--or just a mess. You never know with baseball, which is one of the fun things about it.
An old recording of my dad's orchestra doing the Mephisto Waltz, which just, oh my goodness. There's not a lot of Liszt I really like, but that piece, well, at the risk of vulgarity, if you are feeling you have not met your quota of orgasms lately then just go listen to it.
Inspired by other people's LJs (irnan and elizabeth_hoot), I went and got the Star Wars trilogy (the real one) out of the video store. I'm only halfway through A New Hope yet, but my God, I'd forgotten just how good these things are. Cheesy and campy, sure, but what they're trying to do they do absolutely brilliantly. And it doesn't hurt that young!Harrison Ford is handsome, and Mark Hamill, well, I understand some people grow out of Luke Skywalker eventually, but apparently not me. Good looks with a rock-solid base of sweetness which I can't think of seeing anywhere else. (And excuse me, LJ, I thought this was the hangout of geeks, why is Skywalker getting spellchecked?)
Not as many new English books as I'd like--I was disappointed with the crop when I visited home this March. Still, there's the new Bujold due and also a new Pamela Dean supposed to come out sometime in the not-too-far-future. I wish a long-lost great-aunt of Rosemary Kirstein would appear and leave her a large sum of money so she could quit her day job and WRITE MORE.
Anyway. We honestly should not complain. I shouldn't, anyway. Life contains many many glorious things.
