Category Archives: Harry Potter pwns me

Putting my brain back together

THIS ALBUM. BUY IT.

Okay, it doesn’t like hotlinking. Whatever. It’s Ray LaMontagne’s new album, Gossip in the Grain.

The fact that there’s a song on it called “Meg White” about Meg White (with a spin on her tell-tale drumming) is a testament to the awesomeness of the album.

Also, 4chan. lolz

And! The international trailer for Half Blood Prince. FINALLY.

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Holy chagrin, Batman!

Last night, I dreamed about this guy:

Not Gary Oldman. Jim Gordon. He had a gun. But I don’t remember what happened. The dream came while I was passing out to the Notorious C.H.O. on The BFF’s laptop. I woke up at one point feeling warm and fuzzy and safe because Commissioner Gordon was keeping a watchful eye on us. It’s a good thing he did because for the first time in weeks, The Doctor was absent from my dreams!

In other news, the premier of Gossip Girl was *yawn* except for Chuck/Blair. They are the only interesting storyline on the show. I watched 90210 last night. It was an hour too long for a series premier and was definitely the first episode. I’m hoping they can improve the show but at the moment, the only storylines I’m interested in are the ones involving, you know, KELLY AND BRENDA. Mr. Matthews is a hottie, so I don’t blame them for getting catty over him.

I just remembered my super awesome alternate-HP dream. I’m telling someone about it now but basically, it’s just the HP series with loads more angst and danger and a lot earlier than is in the original series. It definitely has more Weasleys.

O I C

Oh, McCain. ICWYDT. Pandering to the disgruntled Clinton supporters aka womenz because no men are loony enough to like her amirite? I spent my weekend wondering when this election turned into a lolfest. Because really? LOL.

I just kind of threw up in my mouth. Gross.

One of the OT4 sent me a link to a picspam this morning that included Gary Oldman. I haven’t got time for this Mickey Mouse bullshit of not having Gary Oldman burned onto my retinas 24/7.

Also, why do I keep dreaming about David Tennant? Or rather, Doctor Who? I mean, when I was watching Arrested Development and The Office, I didn’t dream about Jim or George Michael. Y so obsessed of David Teninch, subconscious?

The Dublin premier of The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas is on Thursday. The movie comes out soon soon soon! In the UK. It’s like, November for those of us in the States. AT LEAST ONE MOVIE IS COMING OUT IN NOVEMBER THAT I GIVE A SHIT ABOUT. Can you imagine if HBP had stayed at its original date? Two DThew movies within a few weeks of each other? Nnnngh.

In other news, we’re going to get tanked for Twilight. JSYK. That’s the only way it’s going to be bearable.

Fay Fay Fay

It’s raining. A lot.

So watching Doctor Who before bed tends to cause some pretty hilarious dreams. The night before last, I had an elaborate Doctor Who/Harry Potter crossover dream. Unfortunately, I don’t remember anything but Dumbledore and The Doctor flying through the air trying to catch the TARDIS. Though to be fair, that visual is pretty entertaining. Last night I don’t really know what I was dreaming about but (I’m sure it was better than this?) all of a sudden, there was David Tennant in his pinstripes and his trainers and his brainy specs. There was this blinding light pouring in the windows and he affixed a cell phone to the window, put his hands in his pockets, and said, “We’ll just let that absorb the radiation for a bit!” And then he went skipping down the steps all Doctor-like. LOVE.

Last night when I got home from work, I called the 5-0. My car has been keyed a couple of times and the apartment complex likes to keep track of these things, so I made an official report. The cop was very nice and very hot and told me everything I already knew: there’s probably nothing they can do and my deductible probably won’t cover the repairs. Well fine. But I feel less like throttling the children in my complex, so I guess that’s a plus.

If you have children, please teach them the value of personal property.

OH. OH. OH.

I was going to use that space up there to talk about David Thewlis but then I realized a) I have nothing to say and b) …IDK.

HAVE YOU SEEN GARY OLDMAN PLAYING FOOTIE YET? Have I posted that? I can’t remember.

Here’s the actual promo spot:

And some outtakes:

I just found something Thewlisy to share with you. The trailer to Cheeky, the movie he wrote. I want to see it very badly but it’s hard to find. IT LOOKS FUNNY AND SAD. MY FAVORITE COMBINATION.

BRB DYING FROM EPIC

HP_CAPSLOCK OWNS THE INTERNET.

THAT IS ALL.

Mid-life crisis at 30

First: Directv screwed up and shipped my empty box for the receiver to my OLD address, at which I no longer live, despite the young man I spoke two confirming with me SEVERAL TIMES that my work address should be used. The email I received from Directv with my shipping information said to call FedEx if there was a problem with the address, which I did. The woman told me to call Directv. I told her NO (politely), the email says to contact YOU. So she changed the address and informed me that I needed to call Directv to confirm the change. Chagrin. I did that and the young man I spoke with informed me that it was too late, they’d have to ship me ANOTHER box. “Let me transfer you.” And thus began the longest and most painful phone call of my life. Their computers weren’t working and the poor girl seemed pretty new to the job. So I waited and waited. Waited. Waited some more. Apparently I’ll be receiving this box in a few days. I highly doubt it though.

Secondly, and perhaps more importantly, I’ve decided to switch careers. I am loathe to consider what I do a career but it is, I think, and I am really sick of it. To the point where it is taking all my will power to not give my notice RIGHT NOW. The question now is what will I do? I’m not really sure. I’m not sure what I want to do. I want to stay away from offices as much as possible. I know that by and large, that’s going to be a bit tough. But so long as I’m not stuck at a desk all day long being treated like a lowly servant girl, I think I’ll be all right. So at the moment, I’m kind of poking around in my head, seeing what I’d like to do and what I can do where I live. It’s kind of a scary thing but also pretty neat.

Thirdly, and DEFINITELY MORE IMPORTANTLY, the Half-Blood Prince trailer is released on AOL tonight at 9PM EASTERN TIME. Be there or be square. Unless you hate Harry Potter, in which case you can DIAF. I’m hoping for at least a small glimpse of Lupin and Tonks (notice how I am saying Lupin and Tonks and not Lupin/Tonks because we all know WB sucks just enough to chagrin all the R/T shippers in the world). After reading that blurb about how Sirius isn’t going to be in ANY OF THE MOVIES (yeah, yeah I KNOW. Wave goodbye to the most heart-wrenching part of the entire series. DIAF MOVIE MAKERS.), I’m really worried.

Except for right now, WHEN I AM EXCITED FOR THE FAILER AND THE MOVIE.

Friday is my favorite day

1. Val Kilmer is 59? Seriously? IDK. I don’t like him.

2. This is hilarious shit.

3. This morning on the way to work, Spunk Ransom hated me and proved it by playing a lot of depressing music.

4. The crazy guy drove the bus this morning and crazy guy cannot drive. I fear for my life when I’m on the bus with him.

5. I went to bed at 1am and still couldn’t get up this morning.

6. If anyone is interested, there will be a new teaser (? might be an actual one?) trailer for Half Blood Prince on Tuesday.

7. I have watched 4 episodes of The Office now. It is already owning my life.

8. I’m only halfway through the first season of House.

9. I really need to start watching Doctah Who.

10. Time for your Friday random.

1. Spend It With You – The O.C. Supertones
2. Come Down – Bush
3. Pictures of Me – Elliott Smith
4. My Favorite Girl – New Kids on the Block
5. Three Small Words – Josie and the Pussycats
6. The Last Sunset – Glen Phillips
7. When Susannah Cries- Espen Lind
8. To Love Somebody – Ray LaMontagne and Damien Rice
9. One Love – Bob Marley
10. Sweet Surrender – Sarah McLachlin

11. Comic Con was insane yesterday and I’m even more convinced that a) KStew and RPattz are screwing, and b) RPattz is a hobo.

Twitter is a stalker’s paradise

This was waiting for me in my email this morning:

Hi, Sparkle Pants.

twilightmovie (twilightmovie) is now following your updates on Twitter.

Check out twilightmovie’s profile here:

http://twitter.com/twilightmovie

You may follow twilightmovie as well by clicking on the “follow” button.

Best,
Twitter

Did they seriously go through every single person on the _twatlight bacon and follow them? What poor lackey got stuck with that horrific task? At any rate, I’ll be following them. Because for as fail as that movie will be, it can’t be any worse than the fail that Half Blood Prince will be. WB has four months to convince me otherwise.

When I got home last night, things were not as they should’ve been in the house, so I went into my bedroom, shut the door, put iTunes on shuffle, and fell asleep. Well, that’s not true. First I made a manip and then I watched TV until 6:30 and then I went to sleep. I woke up at 7:45 with the dying strains of Please Don’t Go Girl by the New Kids on the Block drifting through my room. Despite this whole falling asleep for about an hour business, I was still ready to pass out at 11:30. I went to bed around 1:45. OY. Capsers. I want my life back.

NO I DON’T.

I’m trying to plan my weekend. So far my plans look something like this: TDK OR XF, organize bedroom, go to thrift store, watch PoA. SERIOUSLY. We are lacking in movies starring the Hot Old Men ™. However, some casual IMDBing led me to discover that Lee Pace was in The Good Shepherd, which we now own but have not watched. So perhaps we’ll watch that. Because Lee Pace is seriously hot and also from Oklahoma. I found out last night that the Inner Life of Martin Frost is available to watch on Netflix but guess who is really wary about upgrading her Windows Media Player to version 11? Maybe I’ll just, you know, return the movies (once I find all of them) and bump that movie to the top of the queue so I can just…watch it on the TV. I really want to watch Cheeky because it looks like a fairly decent movie (WRITTEN BY GOD) but hey, it’s not available. Anywhere.

Okay. I have begun rambling.

I AM SORRY.

The coffee has not yet been ingested.

BRB visiting pilsner lighthouse

No. Really. There’s a lighthouse shaped like a bottle of pilsner outside Copenhagen. My Swedish BFF told us about it. And showed us a picture. She also showed us the bridge over the water that cruelly and unfairly separates the Swedes and the Danes. Apparently they love each other a lot. It’s a lovefest. So I’m going to move to Sweden and then drive half an hour to visit the Danes and have a drink at their pilsner lighthouse. I even know how to say ‘hello’ in Danish now! Dav! I hope you are well.

I rescued a 115-year-old book from the basement this morning. It’s a book but it also has a lot of room for notes and someone has written a few things in the most beautiful script. I will try to take some pictures. A lot is in German though and even though I am German, I don’t speak or read it.

I’m thinking of seeing X-Files and TDK on the same day. IDK if I can handle that much epic. But I will try.

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A full morning

1. Christian Bale was arrested this morning following a complaint from his mom and sister about some sort of domestic violence assault…something or other. Y SO SRS, CHRISTIAN BALE? OMG. Discuss this amongst yourselves or in the comments. Sadly, CB remains low on my list of reasons to watch TDK. Reason #1? CRAZY GARY OLDMAN. Okay? Okay.

2. Someone came to my blog by searching “tickling Justin Timberlake”. I can’t begin to tell you how pleased this makes me.

3. I keep getting interrupted. So I should wrap this up.

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