Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Doctor


Doctor Who will be premiering its new season this weekend. It couldn't come at a better time since I have plowed through season 5 and 6 of Gilmore Girls and will not emotionally invest in season 7. True, I have Breaking Bad but the mid season finale is next week and then I'll have to wait until next year for its untimely demise. Waiting is hard. Waiting on television fairies is excruciating. Okay, it's not so bad when there are distractions. Distractions in the form of a real life, hobbies I've been neglecting, learning French, and my NY trip. Plus, if I don't want to be replicate the anxiety of last year, I should start knitting stuffs now for Christmas. Lots to do, and yet the couch looks so comfortable and all but the last season of Eureka is still on Netflix Watch Instantly.

Also, NPR's First Listen's are so great! Stars, Cat Power, Animal Collective, Divine Fits, Deerhoof. I've listened to only half of the selections so far, but I feel less neglectful.


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Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Emma

Emma Stone has been orbiting my radar lately, the most recent item came from an awesome article from Interview Magazine where she was interviewed by Cameron Crowe. She talks about her impressive gut that guides her, that she absolutely trusts. And then she talks about her instincts, which aren't always so reliable. 

I always wish for a distinct voice inside or outside my head that will tell me where I need to go, that I can trust will never lead me astray. I know that I have a something. I know that I haven't lost my way, even when I'm not entirely sure where I'm going or how to get there. That should be enough. For now.




Saturday, August 25, 2012

Trying

July was especially difficult for me this year and the gloominess bled into August. I'm hoping September will find me more cheerful, more willing to be brave. I keep talking to myself in circles and wonder why my improvements are so marginal. I have to keep reminding myself of all the things I've done. Even the small things. I'm not sure if it's sad that when I was compiling a 'Happy Mix' last week, I couldn't even fill a whole hour. I don't want to be like Sally Sparrow where she's only happy when she's sad. I want to be happy all on its own.

Though the husband rolled his eyes at my mix, it consisted of the following:

"Titanium" David Guetta ft. Sia
"I Believe" Yolanda Adams
"I See Your True Colors" Jill Scott
"New Soul" Yael Naim
"Tiny Dancer" Elton John
"Caroline" Brandi Carlile
"Heavenly Day" Patty Griffin
"(You're So Square) Baby, I Don't Care" Buddy Holly cover by Cee Lo Green
"Home" Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros
"Rocket Man" Elton John
"Flowers in the Window" Travis

I'm now convinced that if I had taken more time, I probably would've been able to fill the hour. For example, only one Jill Scott song and no Lauryn Hill? My criteria was pretty strict, though. No lyrics or instrumental that could be construed as blue (you explain to me the lyrics of 'Rocket Man'). The mix has helped. Miyazaki, too.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Eureka



 I couldn't quite make it to tomorrow when Hulu airs the series finale of Eureka. I caved and bought the episode over the weekend. I know, I know. My impulses are often ill timed and annoying. The show ended simply and sweetly. I left feeling both happy and sad, my favorite mix. Plus, Jo's hair has never looked better. When the husband asked how excited I was about the Mars rover, I said, "yeah, I've been marathoning Eureka". Then when he proceeded to explain the intricacies of the landing and the youtube videos he's been watching, I had to respond with a "yeah, I've been marathoning Eureka." I'm going to miss you, show.

Gossip Girl is going to be ending this season too and I wonder if I will have the fortitude to wait until the end and watch it in one long marathon. When my resolve grows weak, I can remind myself that I would've saved me some grief if I had done that with this past season. Hopefully, Blair's hair will be much happier this season. And hopefully, someone will straight up murder Dan's hair. I don't really want talk too much about the hideousness of it in case mere mentioning causes it to appear...wait...nope, false alarm.

Now that I've survived another Pioneer Day, I hope to be a little more focused, a little less all over. I have ambitious plans for the month of August. We'll see where I go...