Home At Last
May. 28th, 2007 07:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
talkingsoupHoly shit, I'm finally home.
Let's see, a little over a week ago I was in Ithaca.
Then I was in Chicago.
Then I slept one night at home and went directly to Mono Lake.
Then I was home for a few days, not long enough to bark about.
Then I was in Fabius, New York for Lisa's wedding.
Then I went to Hollister here in Cali to go off-roading with Liz and her boyfriend Steve.
And now I'm finally home for the long run. No trips, no sudden traveling anytime soon. Thank god. It's good to finally be home.
Anyway, it turns out I didn't just crash my dad's car, I totaled it. Ugh. Dad called me a few days ago and he seems pretty cool about it all. I still feel incredibly stupid and bad, and I'm holding to my resolution not to use the credit card for anything I don't absolutely without a doubt need. And to actually find a good job this summer. I've applied at about a zillion places already, but no one's gotten back to me yet. And I still have a few online apps to do.
Left for New York right after Lost, which was
Holy flash-forwards, Batman!
Okay, in all honesty? This episode of Lost was better than any other episode of Lost I have ever seen. I mean, not only was it a spectacular episode, it was also a spectacular finale. Unlike Heroes, unfortunately, but still. Best. Episode. Ever.
It was a two-hour shindig, nonetheless. We had war between the Others and the Losties. We had potential capture. We had a death. We had the fall of Ben and the Return of Locke. We had contact with the outside world, leaving it open for rescue come next season.
We also had flash-forwards, disguising themselves as flashbacks.
Basically culminating in the fact that Jack doesn't think they should have ever left the Island.
Now why would old Jacko, who has wanted to leave the Island more than anyone else since day one, suddenly say that he wanted to go back? And why would he refer to his father multiple times as if he was alive--when this is the future and his father is supposed to be dead? Part of it you can chock up to Jack being slightly crazy and very drunk, but this is Lost. They like to surprise you. Read: They like to completely fuck with your head.
Why, also, did there seem to be a falling out between Jack and Kate? Is Kate married to Sawyer? And whose funeral did Jack try to attend? I think it's either Locke or Michael, since there seemed to be animosity surrounding the whole thing. Why did Jack go to pieces after leaving the Island? Is this future a set thing, like Des's flashes, or like in Heroes, can the future be changed?
So many questions, and they still haven't said a word about the Four Toes!
Holy crap.
Some of the other questions were answered. Jack and Juliette are indeed trustworthy. It seems that Ben is right about something, particularly the fact that no one should leave the island (if Bearded Jack was right). Penny is not coming to save them all. Locke is not dead, far from it. And Alex finally got to meet her crazy French mother.
And Charlie did indeed die.
It was incredibly well executed, pardon the pun. I mean, they've been building to this thing for half the season, so much so that it had become something of a gimmick. But the way that Charlie heroically went to the Hatch, knowing what awaited him there, and the way he took his last few seconds to give a final message to Des...oh my god, I almost cried, that's how emotional it was. Goodbye, Charlie. You will be missed.
Augh, what an excellent way to end the season, and what the fuck is this bullshit about waiting until January to find out what the hell happens? Fuck that! I wanna know noooowww! And when the hell are they gonna tell us what the Four Toes is?
Maybe it's the foot of Jacob and Jacob is like the god of the Island and has been trapped by Ben, which is why he asked Locke to help him!
Or not. XD
Got a red-eye flight to Syracuse and Tammy was amazingly nice and came to pick up both me and Kate. She droves us to Kate's aunt's tiny and awesome house in Tully, right next door to Fabius, where we met Clara the insane two-year-old black lab. Kate's aunt Kitty is as awesome as her tiny and awesome house (I want a house like that, even with the landslide in the backyard). The day after that was the wedding. We did some yardwork and such before that, then got into our pretty dresses and went over to Fabius for the wedding.
It was so pretty and adorable! It took place at this sort of lodge place, and was outside on a hill that overlooked very green and pretty countryside. Kate and I explored the place while we waited for everyone to arrive. Steve (Lisa's hubby) showed up first, dressed in his Marine uniform (weird, how I know two Steves who are boyfriends/husbands of people named Elizabeth/Lisa who are in the Marines...). Lisa was wearing this beautiful sparkly sleeveless dress. The wedding happened soon after she arrived, and since she's Wiccan, the ceremony was Wiccan as well. She and Steve lit candles and did handfasting, which is when the partners have their hands tied together briefly to symbolize their connection. Then to finish it off they jumped over a broomstick. So cute and so pretty!
Then we went inside to eat yummy food (there was a chocolate fountain!), talk with Lisa, dance and have fun.
The day after that was more exploration of Kitty's house and yard, then I got on a plane back for Cali. Somewhere in that all, Mom called to tell me that the car was totaled.
On the plane ride back I finished Trickster's Queen which is definitely my favorite Tammy book so far. It's full of spywork, politics, court stuff, and all kinds of fun stuff all toward the eventual revolution. God it's so much fun to watch a revolution unfold! Tammy got all the little details right. And the characters, oh man, Aly was still a snarky little awesome thing, Nawat was still adorable, Dove was still intellectual and amazing, and there were some new people, particularly Taybur Sibigat, and Julie, I can understand why he's your favorite Tammy character ever, oh my holy God he's amazing.
Next up is the Alanna series, methinks. But before that I'm going to read a few more of the Dresden books. I'm onto Summer Knight, which is very promising so far. Harry just has no fucking luck. With anything. Though god, I hope things work out with this whole Faerie Godmother thing (for those who haven't read the books, you don't want a faerie godmother. There are no pumpkins involved and no fucking bippity-boppity-boo. Faeries are evil little shits in the real mythology. If there are any pumpkins, they're moldy and evil and smelly pumpkins).
Glad to see Billy the Werewolf back, though, even if it was just for a second.
As soon as I got back, Liz called and invited me up to camp with her and some of her friends in Hollister. That was a lot of fun, even though I didn't know anyone and felt awkward and antisocial as usual. Liz spent most of the time with Steve, which is more than understandable, considering he's leaving very very soon. Hollister is pretty much this place to go off-roading, or wheeling as the boys called it. And we're not talking a little oh-we're-so-bad trek off the main road, we're talking driving through freaking trenches and up rock walls and stuff like that. The car I was in actually tipped over, which was as scary as it was exciting. The window had already been smashed before I got there, so I could literally put my hand out the window and feel the dirt. For anyone thinking of going to Hollister, the Tank Traps trail is very awesome, but you'd better have some badass wheels or you're dead. Oh, and there's poison oak everywhere.
I also heard wild boars when I went to sleep that night. And here I thought wild boards were imaginary. Lol, just kidding. We had a fire and the boys stayed up talking trucks ("rigs") with some other guys. Liz and Steve turned in early since neither of them were feeling good. The girl I was supposed to share a tent with got drunk and spent the night with the boys in the larger tent (in a strictly friendly way--she wanted the one guy to look after her while she was plastered) so I got the tent to myself, though having a mat would have been nice. That ground is fucking hard.
God back around noon today, and have decided to take the next two days to do abso-fucking-lutely nothing but sit on my ass and do my own damn thing. Finish up the other applications, get some writing done, do some shit, so on.
Still have to write the next chapter of the fic. I'm horrible--I said it would be up last week, but then there was the car accident and suddenly I was on a plane. Otherwise I would have finished it.
Oh, and I'm going to see Pirates tonight if it kills me.
Let's see, a little over a week ago I was in Ithaca.
Then I was in Chicago.
Then I slept one night at home and went directly to Mono Lake.
Then I was home for a few days, not long enough to bark about.
Then I was in Fabius, New York for Lisa's wedding.
Then I went to Hollister here in Cali to go off-roading with Liz and her boyfriend Steve.
And now I'm finally home for the long run. No trips, no sudden traveling anytime soon. Thank god. It's good to finally be home.
Anyway, it turns out I didn't just crash my dad's car, I totaled it. Ugh. Dad called me a few days ago and he seems pretty cool about it all. I still feel incredibly stupid and bad, and I'm holding to my resolution not to use the credit card for anything I don't absolutely without a doubt need. And to actually find a good job this summer. I've applied at about a zillion places already, but no one's gotten back to me yet. And I still have a few online apps to do.
Left for New York right after Lost, which was
Holy flash-forwards, Batman!
Okay, in all honesty? This episode of Lost was better than any other episode of Lost I have ever seen. I mean, not only was it a spectacular episode, it was also a spectacular finale. Unlike Heroes, unfortunately, but still. Best. Episode. Ever.
It was a two-hour shindig, nonetheless. We had war between the Others and the Losties. We had potential capture. We had a death. We had the fall of Ben and the Return of Locke. We had contact with the outside world, leaving it open for rescue come next season.
We also had flash-forwards, disguising themselves as flashbacks.
Basically culminating in the fact that Jack doesn't think they should have ever left the Island.
Now why would old Jacko, who has wanted to leave the Island more than anyone else since day one, suddenly say that he wanted to go back? And why would he refer to his father multiple times as if he was alive--when this is the future and his father is supposed to be dead? Part of it you can chock up to Jack being slightly crazy and very drunk, but this is Lost. They like to surprise you. Read: They like to completely fuck with your head.
Why, also, did there seem to be a falling out between Jack and Kate? Is Kate married to Sawyer? And whose funeral did Jack try to attend? I think it's either Locke or Michael, since there seemed to be animosity surrounding the whole thing. Why did Jack go to pieces after leaving the Island? Is this future a set thing, like Des's flashes, or like in Heroes, can the future be changed?
So many questions, and they still haven't said a word about the Four Toes!
Holy crap.
Some of the other questions were answered. Jack and Juliette are indeed trustworthy. It seems that Ben is right about something, particularly the fact that no one should leave the island (if Bearded Jack was right). Penny is not coming to save them all. Locke is not dead, far from it. And Alex finally got to meet her crazy French mother.
And Charlie did indeed die.
It was incredibly well executed, pardon the pun. I mean, they've been building to this thing for half the season, so much so that it had become something of a gimmick. But the way that Charlie heroically went to the Hatch, knowing what awaited him there, and the way he took his last few seconds to give a final message to Des...oh my god, I almost cried, that's how emotional it was. Goodbye, Charlie. You will be missed.
Augh, what an excellent way to end the season, and what the fuck is this bullshit about waiting until January to find out what the hell happens? Fuck that! I wanna know noooowww! And when the hell are they gonna tell us what the Four Toes is?
Maybe it's the foot of Jacob and Jacob is like the god of the Island and has been trapped by Ben, which is why he asked Locke to help him!
Or not. XD
Got a red-eye flight to Syracuse and Tammy was amazingly nice and came to pick up both me and Kate. She droves us to Kate's aunt's tiny and awesome house in Tully, right next door to Fabius, where we met Clara the insane two-year-old black lab. Kate's aunt Kitty is as awesome as her tiny and awesome house (I want a house like that, even with the landslide in the backyard). The day after that was the wedding. We did some yardwork and such before that, then got into our pretty dresses and went over to Fabius for the wedding.
It was so pretty and adorable! It took place at this sort of lodge place, and was outside on a hill that overlooked very green and pretty countryside. Kate and I explored the place while we waited for everyone to arrive. Steve (Lisa's hubby) showed up first, dressed in his Marine uniform (weird, how I know two Steves who are boyfriends/husbands of people named Elizabeth/Lisa who are in the Marines...). Lisa was wearing this beautiful sparkly sleeveless dress. The wedding happened soon after she arrived, and since she's Wiccan, the ceremony was Wiccan as well. She and Steve lit candles and did handfasting, which is when the partners have their hands tied together briefly to symbolize their connection. Then to finish it off they jumped over a broomstick. So cute and so pretty!
Then we went inside to eat yummy food (there was a chocolate fountain!), talk with Lisa, dance and have fun.
The day after that was more exploration of Kitty's house and yard, then I got on a plane back for Cali. Somewhere in that all, Mom called to tell me that the car was totaled.
On the plane ride back I finished Trickster's Queen which is definitely my favorite Tammy book so far. It's full of spywork, politics, court stuff, and all kinds of fun stuff all toward the eventual revolution. God it's so much fun to watch a revolution unfold! Tammy got all the little details right. And the characters, oh man, Aly was still a snarky little awesome thing, Nawat was still adorable, Dove was still intellectual and amazing, and there were some new people, particularly Taybur Sibigat, and Julie, I can understand why he's your favorite Tammy character ever, oh my holy God he's amazing.
Next up is the Alanna series, methinks. But before that I'm going to read a few more of the Dresden books. I'm onto Summer Knight, which is very promising so far. Harry just has no fucking luck. With anything. Though god, I hope things work out with this whole Faerie Godmother thing (for those who haven't read the books, you don't want a faerie godmother. There are no pumpkins involved and no fucking bippity-boppity-boo. Faeries are evil little shits in the real mythology. If there are any pumpkins, they're moldy and evil and smelly pumpkins).
Glad to see Billy the Werewolf back, though, even if it was just for a second.
As soon as I got back, Liz called and invited me up to camp with her and some of her friends in Hollister. That was a lot of fun, even though I didn't know anyone and felt awkward and antisocial as usual. Liz spent most of the time with Steve, which is more than understandable, considering he's leaving very very soon. Hollister is pretty much this place to go off-roading, or wheeling as the boys called it. And we're not talking a little oh-we're-so-bad trek off the main road, we're talking driving through freaking trenches and up rock walls and stuff like that. The car I was in actually tipped over, which was as scary as it was exciting. The window had already been smashed before I got there, so I could literally put my hand out the window and feel the dirt. For anyone thinking of going to Hollister, the Tank Traps trail is very awesome, but you'd better have some badass wheels or you're dead. Oh, and there's poison oak everywhere.
I also heard wild boars when I went to sleep that night. And here I thought wild boards were imaginary. Lol, just kidding. We had a fire and the boys stayed up talking trucks ("rigs") with some other guys. Liz and Steve turned in early since neither of them were feeling good. The girl I was supposed to share a tent with got drunk and spent the night with the boys in the larger tent (in a strictly friendly way--she wanted the one guy to look after her while she was plastered) so I got the tent to myself, though having a mat would have been nice. That ground is fucking hard.
God back around noon today, and have decided to take the next two days to do abso-fucking-lutely nothing but sit on my ass and do my own damn thing. Finish up the other applications, get some writing done, do some shit, so on.
Still have to write the next chapter of the fic. I'm horrible--I said it would be up last week, but then there was the car accident and suddenly I was on a plane. Otherwise I would have finished it.
Oh, and I'm going to see Pirates tonight if it kills me.
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Date: 2007-05-30 09:42 pm (UTC)So who is in Silvah's body now? Acheron or Silvah? And which one is the one we've known this whole time?
Gah, what the fuck! This was supposed to be a story about how da'kor aren't all evil, and now it turns out they pretty much are?!