Ahem.

Dear Asshole Neighbours,

I realise you have your heads so far up your asses that you think the sun rises and sets at your bidding, that the ENTIRE world revolves around you, so OF COURSE you feel you are completely entitled to blast music at 10pm (when some of us need to be asleep because we have to wake up at 4am for work). I can only hope that out there somewhere karmic retribution awaits you and all the crap you have put me through will be returned to you a thousand-fold.

So, in a word: DIE, YOU WHITE TRASH DOUCHEBAGS!!! DIE!!! (Okay, that was six words. I never said I was good at math.)

Sincerely,
Me.

P.S. Your children are losers.

OMG, WORLD, YOU HAVE TO WATCH BEING HUMAN. TODAY'S EPISODE WAS SO FREAKING AWESOME. I LAUGHED! I CRIED! AND IT'S ONLY EPISODE 3! THIS IS HOW GREAT TV CAN BE, MAN. THIS IS BLOODY AMAZING GENRE TELEVISION.

MOAR PLZ!!!

Huh. Well. Look at that. I've been joking about how the tabloids and magazines have been reporting a Pitt/Jolie break up throughout most of their time together, but it looks like it finally stuck this time round. That's a shame. Ah, Hollywood. It's a strange animal, indeed. I'm always more surprised when the actors manage to stay together for a lengthy period of time than when they eventually split.

My midlife crisis plods on. I now have to see Hot Tub Time Machine as well as The A-Team. Both seem utterly ridiculous but I don't care.

(And look at me! Not one mention of Ultravox in this entry. Um... Oh... Right. Well, I tried.)

ETA: And it looks like the Pitt/Jolie split WAS just an unfounded rumour after all. It had spread to Digitial Spy so I thought maybe this time it was going to stick. Nope.

I WOULD KILL FOR THIS COAT. OMG, it's a thing of beauty. I totes want to cut my hair short now and wear a cloche as well. (I only look good in hats if I have chin length hair.)

Speaking of money, I'm trying to save but it's so hard, especially now that my hours have been cut. If I'm still at this job (and heaven help me if I am) this autumn, I'll be able to take my take my vacation then and I'd really like to get the hell out of Vancouver for a while. I haven't been on an airplane since 2002. This is the longest stretch between flights that I've experienced since being an adult. Not that I enjoy flying, but it does mean that I Am Going Somewhere. My desire to visit England and Scotland again is overwhelming--distressingly so.

*SIGH*

I met up with b0ndagebear today for coffee and DVD browsing. It was good to catch up. I found out she's also been listening to Ultravox lately. To say I mightily approve is an understatement. (Yes, yes. Ultravox. Again. Look, I've already said I was re-obsessed with Ultravox. I LOVE THEM. There are probably going to be A LOT of mentions on my LJ regarding Midge Ure & Co. and their awesomeness for the foreseeable future. Don't roll your eyes at me. I'm perfectly aware of how pathetic I am.)

It's a very good, potentially lucrative thing, in fact.

As I said in my previous post, I've been scouring the internets for all things to do with Ultravox. I have discovered that a pin (included with a tour programme) I found and bought at a swap meet a billion years ago and couldn't have spent more $10 on because I had very little money back then (being the high schooler that I was) sold for around £37 late last year on eBay! And just now, as I was looking for books about Ultravox at Amazon.co.uk, I discovered that a booklet I have of theirs is selling for up to £175!!! USED AND IN VERY GOOD CONDITION. HOLYYYYY SHIT! My copy is used and in very good condition. I also have the original poster still intact in the centre. Again, I probably paid less than $10 (probably around $6-$7 since it's more of a fancy magazine, really).

Basically, I have two items that might possibly be worth over £200! (Not that I'd ever sell these items. Damn my sentimentality and covetousness!)

I think I need to lie down.

Well. I hadn't planned on being gone that long. I hadn't planned on being gone at all, actually. It just worked out that way. Summer had hit Vancouver full force and I was hell bent on enjoying every sweltering second of it outside instead of inside strapped to a computer. With the necessity of employment looming ahead of me, I knew it would be my last chance to fully enjoy a summer off for a while. Also, I felt oddly apathetic about everything--not that I didn't thoroughly enjoy TV programmes, movies, books, music, food, etc. It's just that any desire to express this enthusiasm and appreciation vanished about a second after I experienced it. Essentially, I couldn't be bothered.

I'm employed now--completely and utterly miserably employed. I hate my job (retail, naturally) with the burning white-hot fire of a billion suns. Yeah, the bookstore had its bad moments, but overall I really loved working there. The current job would be somewhat more bearable if they at least paid me a decent wage. But they don't. Ohhhh, no, they certainly do not. I was making more money when I was getting my employment insurance entitlement. I'm just biding my time, telling myself it's a paycheque no matter how meagre, and looking for other work in the meantime.

I've still kept up with my f-list, though. I very much enjoyed reading the entries as they've popped up. I think I can confidently state that I'm back now and will try to post on a more regular basis. (Although, I believe I have some outstanding emails that need answering first... like, two months ago. *is shamefaced*)

Hmm... so nothing else is new. It's amazing how very little can happen over the span of seven months. There aren't even any new TV shows to go on about (although The Vampire Diaries makes me LOL so hard and I am mightily entertained), just the usual suspects. Mad Men season three was amazing. Spooks series eight was a bit of a disappointment after the excellent writing in series seven. Being Human is back for its second series and is seriously rocking. It's still the best supernatural programme currently on the teevee. Legend of the Seeker S2 is as fun and adorable as ever. Oh. Yeah. Doctor Who. *sigh* After the beyond words awesomeness that was Torchwood's 'Children of Earth', I can barely believe the same man was responsible for the excremental 'Planet of the Dead'. 'Waters of Mars' was a lot better, but then it was followed by the two-parter finale, 'The End of Time'. The less said about that disaster the better. Please, Steven Moffat, PLEASE make series five good.

Alas, I didn't see all the movies I wanted to last year. The one from 2009 I can most recommend is District 9. It was great science fiction--an all round great film in general, really. Keep making those sorts of films, Neill Blomkamp, and don't cave to Hollywood pressure or money. Us genre fans need you! There are loads of movies coming out this year that I want to see. Iron Man 2 is pretty much at the top of that list, as is Tron Legacy. And I kinda saw the trailer for The A-Team in front of Daybreakers and now I want to see it in all its stupid glory. Like, really badly want to see it even though it'll probably be godawfully bad. And it makes me feel old, old, old!

Speaking of feeling old. ( Cut for length, effusiveness, and profanity. )

I'm still tinkering away at the resume but I'm pretty close to shaping it into something I'm happy with. Many thanks to agatha_mandrake and b0ndagebear who passed on sample resumes and some advice. At least I've sorted out my references and have found a few places to apply to (aside from the various libraries) that look all right. I need to take a break from all this, though, because it tends to melt my brain after a while. Maybe I'll go out for a walk in the sunshine or something.

The weather has been incredible. Current temperature readings at Cambie and Broadway--a ten to fifteen minute commute from where I live--are at 33°C (around 91°/92°F). Which means I am craving spicy burn-the-skin-off-your-lips type food. I always crave super spicy food during hot weather. The humidity is very low so the heat has been tolerable. For me anyway. Members of my family have been whingeing about the heat since Tuesday.

I'm anxiously awaiting the start of Burn Notice's third season today. Eeeeeee! I don't think I'm giving anything vital or spoilery away with this, but after having left his usual pair of shades on the helicopter seat during the season two finale, what sunglasses will Michael Westen be wearing in the new season? Or does he have a stash of them? If he does, man, the spy business must pay really well 'cause those puppies are expensive. I know, I know. That's probably not the question most viewers have about the show, but it's my thing, okay? I have a sunglasses fetish.

I AM FINALLY WORKING ON MY RESUME AND IT IS MAKING ME VERY, VERY CRANKY. ALSO, A BIT NAUSEOUS AND FRETFUL. I NEED BOOZE.

In other news, I am still a lizard = it's 29°C (84°F) outside and my feet are cold.

So I'm checking Studio 407's twitter account every now and then to see if there's any news about the release of the second issue of The Night Projectionist. The first issue came out at the end of January (I bought a copy on February 4th) and it's supposed to be bi-monthly. Now, perhaps I've misunderstood what bi-monthly means, but shouldn't issue two have been out by the end of March? It's now almost the end of May and there has been no sign of issue two. Nothing. You'd think that if there was a delay, they would have tweeted about it. But what tweets do I read instead? Opinions on movies and books, the occasional mention of The Night Projectionist noir version available for viewing at Studio 407's website and that's pretty much it. WTF? Maybe it's not a "real" account? I dunno. I just really want to read the rest of this comic. *sigh*

Most of the time, the internet is full of dread inducing batshit fuckery, and then sometimes, sometimes it's responsible for the most awesome thing that ever was, is, or will be. I give you Viva La Fry: Songs for Stephen.

And here's a video: