Yes, I've joined the Dragon Age: Origins party. Whatever. It's fun. I'm playing a female city elf rogue, and I'm romancing Zevran. To express my newfound love, I've been making more sculpey guys, this time of all the party members. They are posted on my newly updated deviantart, if anyone cares to take a look. I only have Alistair, Morrigan, Zevran and Oghren done, but I'm sorta proud of them (except for burning Alistair).

I'm also re-reading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I read it in high school because all of my friends thought it was brilliant, and I wanted to fit in and show how smart I was. I liked it, but I didn't love it. This time, though, I am enjoying it so much more. Has anyone read the new one? I'm not comfortable with another author trying to step into Adam's shoes. It feels like professional fanfiction to me. I don't know, though, since I haven't read it.

Laura and I are trying to re-watch Farscape, since she bought the beautiful full season dvd set. Season one is so hard to get through when you know what's coming, but I'm determined, since the payoff will be better.

Richard Dawkins. Yeah. I didn't see it coming either. I've been reading his latest book, The Greatest Show on Earth, because I figured it was about time I understood evolution (when not talking over any explination in defense of creationism). And I've seen one of his documentaries and watched some interviews on youtube. And while watching the other night, I found myself thinking, "You know, he's not bad looking for an old guy."



His British accent, seductive smirk, scientific vocabulary (mmm, say Australopithicus again)...

I don't know!

(I told my boss today that I used to be involved with the Christian Fellowship in my high school. He was surprised that I used to be so religious. It's strange to think that those who knew me when I was younger than eighteen/nineteen and those who know me now will have such a different view of me, based on my beliefs.)

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I'm getting a big bed this weekend. After spending my nights in half of what used to be my sister and my bunk beds from our childhood, I think it's time to grow up and get myself a double. Or queen. I want a queen, but it'll depend on if I can find a good deal. I feel a little guilty, since last Christmas both parents got me twin-sized bedding, which will now be useless to me, but my dad is coming to Waterloo to help me find my matress, so I think they are supportive. (I also made the awkward comment, when saying I didn't really need a queen to my dad, of "It's not like I'm sharing it with anyone." I kept the "yet" to myself.)

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I miss Glee! Less than one week more. It's been so long!

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Oh yeah. Halloween. It was pretty awesome. Roommates and I went as the Sanderson Sisters from Hocus Pocus. I was really worried I wouldn't finish it in time, or get the effect I wanted. The first time I had put on my complete costume was as we were heading out the door, but I'm really happy with how it turned out. We didn't spend a lot of time mingling, but I like to think that we were recognised.
( Pictures! I'll put a spell on you! )

I'm back on nights after a few weeks on the glorious and coveted day shifts. Since my roommates are gone by the time I wake up and are in bed when I get home, it feels like I'm living with a ghost. I don't see anyone, other than the pets, but things are moved around slightly when I get home from where I left them. Sometimes it's kinda fun, getting some alone time, but it's also depressing. By the time I get to work I'm in need of some human interaction and can't stop babbling all the random thoughts that I've had during my silent day.

I'm using my use of the apartment to re-watch Battlestar Galactica. I stopped watching it at the beginning of season three when it was airing because I didn't have cable, and just figured I'd watch it when it was all out on dvd. But then never got around to it. I'm a little bit spoiled for who some of the cylons are, but oh well. I'm really enjoying it, remembering the good times I had the first time around. I'm about half way through season one.

That's about all I do. I should be working on my halloween costume, and cloaks for Laura and Phaedra, but something about knowing I have to go to work in a few hours keeps me from being productive in any way. Hopefully I'll be back on days next week.

Completely unrelated to the above, I can't stop listening to the songs from Glee. I'm obsessed with the show (nothing surprising there). I have a few issues with it, but the singing makes up for it every time. And I rewatch the episodes the next day. I usually have to wait a few months before I'll re-watch something, but with Glee, I could watch each episode over and over. 

( More on Glee )

They are cleaning the windows on our building, so Laura and I thought it would be a good idea to put our Zefron cutout directly in the window, facing outside.

Now we are hiding in my room because we're giggling too much.

Also, Ladyhawke is playing on our television, alone, unwatched.

I'm copying unhappyending  and posting our halloween plans. I can't wait to get started. I've already done costume sketches for all of the characters, and am excited to see how I'm going to figure out how to put mine together with my extremely amateur costuming skills. Hopefully come October 31st, the following will come true:



Excuse my lack of photoshop. I have no idea how to use the program, so I put this together in five minutes using Paint. Hopefully it will amuse.

But we're going to be the Sanderson Sisters from Hocus Pocus!! Me as Sarah, Phae as Winnie, and Laura as Mary. Plus we'll have at least one Binx, perhaps two. (I'm hoping for a Thackery, only because I want him to be quoting all night. "HAST THOU SEEN MY SISTER EMILY!?!")

My biggest fear is how to imitate the corset without making an actual corset. I think I'll be experimenting with cardboard and various weights of fabric. It'll be fun to be blond for a night.

In my more imediate life, I've been working some crazy long hours. Of my six shifts this week, four are at least ten hours, so that's fun. Today was my day off, and I did nothing but watch tv and plan for halloween. Got in some ReBoot, Fraggle Rock and Road to Avonlea, and also finally watched Inkheart after reading the book a while ago. Plus, of course, Hocus Pocus for research.

And I've been listening non-stop to The Decemberists since seeing them in Toronto earlier this month. I wish I had listened to their most recent album more before seeing them, though I still had a great time. I wasn't sure how it'd go, playing the entire album through, but it was pretty rocking. And having listened to the album and learned the story, I can't listen to The Hazards of Love 4 without crying because I'm lame. Stupid Decemberists with their sad love stories. I wish they'd come back sooner so I can see them again.

Now I'm just putting off going to bed, since tomorrow I don't have to work until 5. Why sleep if you don't have to?

I am eating chocolate ice cream at 3:30 am while I'm supposed to be packing for a three day trip to my mom's place. My bus leaves at 9:30 tomorrow morning, but I don't care because I have chocolate ice cream. I'll probably regret this tomorrow night when I've forgotten to pack my pyjamas or underwear or something. But for now: chocolate ice cream!!!

Been thinking about growing up and what being a grown-up means lately, and I've come to the conclusion that a lot of the sentiments expressed in this xkcd relate to me. Which is probably why it makes me laugh out loud every time I read it.

I'm going to go back to reading Harry Potter now, instead of talking about my feelings.

I was feeling bored and restless last night. I think it's because I had just returned from a great vacation and I was having trouble readjusting to Real Life. I was in the mood for some good escapist fun, but reading or watching a movie wasn't cutting it. So I wandered around my apartment, moping, until I came up with a plan. I proposed it to my roommates, expecting to get a negative response.

Me: Hey guys, do you want to play dress-up with me?
Laura and Phae: Sure.

I love my roommates.

( The Results )

I just dyed my hair for the first time ever. It's a reddish brown. My wonderful roommate unhappyending helped me/did it for me. THe following took place while rinsing my hair of the dye in the tub.

Me: [The rinse water] looks like blood.
Phaedra: Yeah, you have to rinse it until it runs clear.
Me: Aw...
Phaedra: Yeah, it reminds me of Farscape too.

I enjoy that I didn't even have to say anything and she knew I was thinking of D'Argo.

Well, I've finally finished my room. Obviously there will be small aditions and subtractions, but I'm happy with how it is at the moment.

( large-ish images of my room because I know you want to creep (I would) )