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Oct. 25th, 2002 08:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7i'm awake.
i'm awake.
poor zobar has hauled himself off to work. his primary ambition in life seems to be to stay in bed as long as possible. poor child. i was inhumane and made him take out the garbage on his way out.
well, i can't find my keys, so i can't leave the building until i do. and the garbage cans are outside.
anyhow.
it's a dismal partly-cloudy 45-degree friday.
I Googled Hilary Fox yesterday and found all the fanfiction she's written, but all the contact info associated with it was outdated. Hmph. So, I don't think I'm going to find her that way just yet. Perhaps if I give it some time, for her new webpages wherever she is to get indexed... I have a vague feeling she's at grad school in Minnesota or something, but I'm not sure. Oh well. I'll forget about it soon.
My dad's been online a lot lately. Technically my parents' e-mail address is for both of them, but it's always, always been just mom with occasional "your father says" contributions tacked on. Mom's a much faster typist than Dad. He never quite mastered touch-typing. But he's taking an online course for the National Guard soon, and yesterday he was emailing a collection of family members to update them on Grandma's condition. (She went into the hospital earlier this week with breathing trouble, but is much better and will be home today or tomorrow. She goes into the hospital a lot now. Sure, she's 87 or so, and fragile, but her dad lived to be 101. So we're worried, but not too worried. She likes the attention and reassurance she gets in hospitals; she's always worried about her health or something, and it must be nice to have a doctor tell you you're all right.) Anyhow... I got a very silly e-mail from him a couple of days ago, which amused me greatly. I don't appreciate my mother's sense of humor quite as much. Sigh. She pissed me off to an alarming extent last night over instant messenger, and I'm sure she thought she was being quite lighthearted. Zobar kept running out of the room every time I responded savagely (out loud; over IM i was quite civil) to another percieved taunt... poor child. I'll be OK. I wouldn't hurt him. Really. (*ting* glitter of teeth...)
But anyhow.
Oh, yesterday Zobar was late home from work, and I was just starting to worry-- it was getting to be nearly a half-hour after his latest previous arrival home, and I was wondering, since I have his cell phone, how he would contact me if he were in an accident or something. But he finally arrived home-- he'd gotten lost while out buying me a present! He stopped by a Barnes and Noble to buy me the Norton annotated edition of John Milton's Paradise Lost. Isn't that the sweetest thing? He said he'd help me out with the project, too. So we brainstormed a bit last night (him lying on the couch exhausted and residually frustrated from the awful drive home) and came up with a number of excellent ideas... I'm sort of torn between leaving the text unaltered and simply illustrating it, or doing it as a Cliffs-notes-only-better kinda thing-- there's the original text over there, and over here either in subtitles or voiceover (or both?) is a reduced version, illustrated with Peeps. Also, how I should do the illustrations-- what should I use for the serpent?
My ambition is to make something that is funny enough that freshman computer science majors would enjoy it, but literary enough that English departments will get it circulated around as the latest funny joke. I'm envisioning my Honors seminar professor falling out of his chair laughing at it and thinking that's what I want to go for.
Pretty ambitious. But I think this could be done, and without hurting myself either.
Anyhow...
other than that, all i've been doing lately is reading the archives of PVP... which I'd never gotten into. I'm still not sure how funny it is. I just feel compelled to read it all... sigh.
Which is why I'm up early today; I can waste time on that and then get around to doing all the stuff I should today. Hurrah.
i'm awake.
poor zobar has hauled himself off to work. his primary ambition in life seems to be to stay in bed as long as possible. poor child. i was inhumane and made him take out the garbage on his way out.
well, i can't find my keys, so i can't leave the building until i do. and the garbage cans are outside.
anyhow.
it's a dismal partly-cloudy 45-degree friday.
I Googled Hilary Fox yesterday and found all the fanfiction she's written, but all the contact info associated with it was outdated. Hmph. So, I don't think I'm going to find her that way just yet. Perhaps if I give it some time, for her new webpages wherever she is to get indexed... I have a vague feeling she's at grad school in Minnesota or something, but I'm not sure. Oh well. I'll forget about it soon.
My dad's been online a lot lately. Technically my parents' e-mail address is for both of them, but it's always, always been just mom with occasional "your father says" contributions tacked on. Mom's a much faster typist than Dad. He never quite mastered touch-typing. But he's taking an online course for the National Guard soon, and yesterday he was emailing a collection of family members to update them on Grandma's condition. (She went into the hospital earlier this week with breathing trouble, but is much better and will be home today or tomorrow. She goes into the hospital a lot now. Sure, she's 87 or so, and fragile, but her dad lived to be 101. So we're worried, but not too worried. She likes the attention and reassurance she gets in hospitals; she's always worried about her health or something, and it must be nice to have a doctor tell you you're all right.) Anyhow... I got a very silly e-mail from him a couple of days ago, which amused me greatly. I don't appreciate my mother's sense of humor quite as much. Sigh. She pissed me off to an alarming extent last night over instant messenger, and I'm sure she thought she was being quite lighthearted. Zobar kept running out of the room every time I responded savagely (out loud; over IM i was quite civil) to another percieved taunt... poor child. I'll be OK. I wouldn't hurt him. Really. (*ting* glitter of teeth...)
But anyhow.
Oh, yesterday Zobar was late home from work, and I was just starting to worry-- it was getting to be nearly a half-hour after his latest previous arrival home, and I was wondering, since I have his cell phone, how he would contact me if he were in an accident or something. But he finally arrived home-- he'd gotten lost while out buying me a present! He stopped by a Barnes and Noble to buy me the Norton annotated edition of John Milton's Paradise Lost. Isn't that the sweetest thing? He said he'd help me out with the project, too. So we brainstormed a bit last night (him lying on the couch exhausted and residually frustrated from the awful drive home) and came up with a number of excellent ideas... I'm sort of torn between leaving the text unaltered and simply illustrating it, or doing it as a Cliffs-notes-only-better kinda thing-- there's the original text over there, and over here either in subtitles or voiceover (or both?) is a reduced version, illustrated with Peeps. Also, how I should do the illustrations-- what should I use for the serpent?
My ambition is to make something that is funny enough that freshman computer science majors would enjoy it, but literary enough that English departments will get it circulated around as the latest funny joke. I'm envisioning my Honors seminar professor falling out of his chair laughing at it and thinking that's what I want to go for.
Pretty ambitious. But I think this could be done, and without hurting myself either.
Anyhow...
other than that, all i've been doing lately is reading the archives of PVP... which I'd never gotten into. I'm still not sure how funny it is. I just feel compelled to read it all... sigh.
Which is why I'm up early today; I can waste time on that and then get around to doing all the stuff I should today. Hurrah.
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Date: 2002-10-25 03:31 pm (UTC)- Z
this is kathleen the googly-eyed