katernater: (movie • (2001))
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I feel like I need several hugs.
katernater: (sherlock • (purple))
I go to the gym pretty much every day during the work week (and often on Saturdays) and have been faithful to that regimen for about a month and a half now. Today, though, as I stood in my office looking out on a gray, chilly campus, I just thought, You know what I want to do more than the gym? Go home, take a hot shower, make some tea, and curl up on my couch. So, huzzah! Here I am. The region is getting its first taste of the weather to come, and it just so happens that that kind of weather goes well with a mid-afternoon nap. I love autumn. It's absolutely my favorite season.

We're already into Week 5 of a nine-week term. I can't believe it; it's gone so quickly! I know that I say that every term, but this one seems to have just elapsed faster than any of the others. I guess sort of knowing what I'm doing contributes to that; when you have no idea what you're doing, each day seems to crawl by, right? I have a really great group of students this term and will be very sad to see them go at the end of it.

What else is new? Ah, I spent half my lunch hour today on the phone with a (very kind and patient) Verizon rep, trying to figure out why the mobile hotspot function on my cell phone wasn't working. It turned out to be something very simple and I felt bad for making the poor woman jump through about six technical manuals to come to that conclusion. I even figured out the problem while she had me on hold so she could go ask someone else what the problem might be. Anyway. The Internet and I back together in a firm embrace (I was without it last night and reduced to finding things other than RP tags and Tumblr to keep my occupied), so I'm happy. It's ridiculous how dependent on the internet I've become. Without it I feel rudderless, like, I'm supposed to entertain myself? Without tomhanksimals? LAME. I don't want to even speculate about what I would do in the event of the actual apocalypse, when the internet would probably cease to be because the satellites have been eaten by space beavers. I mean, I would hope I'd have other things to worry about at that point, but boy, I would sure miss having the internet around to tell me what to do.

I just remembered that I've not yet watched this week's Doctor Who episode. I am a bad fan. :(
katernater: (family • (cool dad))
I SAW THE NEW FRIGHT NIGHT. And it was...not as cool as the original. I really wasn't expecting miracles (because few things can compete with Chris Sarandon mackin' on Amanda Bearse on the dance flo', accompanied by a kickin' synth soundtrack, amirite?), but I was entertained and that's really all I wanted to get out of the movie anyway. There were far too few David Tennant scenes, though. And what, only one scene with the leather pants? Moviemakers, if I'm spending $10.50 to see your project, the very least you could do would be to get David Tennant to chafe through more than fifteen minutes of the movie. /FACTUAL OPINION

Speaking of dire situations, DOCTOR WHO RETURNS TOMORROW AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF.
katernater: (actor • (tennant))
I spent part of today trading e-mails with a guy I'm pretty sure I've been secretly in love with since we met at a party my first week of college. He's invited me to spend Labor Day weekend with him at his family's lake cottage and I'm trying to be all nonchalant, like, "Oh yeah, I get invited to lake houses by hot guys all the time; where's my regatta scarf?" when, on the inside I'm really all, "206 is the magic number, baby, because that's how many bones you have and that's how many I'm planning to jump."

My parents and I drove up to Valpo last weekend to move my stuff out of Todd's apartment. He was decent enough to break down most of the furniture and move it into the living room, but I still had a ton of books and brik-a-brak to box up. We filled a whole UHaul trailer with my half of the apartment. I'm not going to lie: it felt good to get my stuff out of there. Todd and I are on good terms and can carry on a civil conversation, but I think this last weekend made the break-up, well, real. I still felt like I had a link to my old life with all of my furniture and books in another place. Todd wasn't there, which was okay. He got a chance to go home to Fort Wayne to see friends and family and he took it, so my parents and I could come and go from the apartment as we pleased. It took about an hour and a half. The only time that I really got somewhat nostalgic was when I went through all of the LPs we'd bought together; I was sad to leave "Beggar's Banquet" and "The Stranger," but Todd had bought those on his own and it wasn't right for me to take them. I don't have a turntable to play them on anyway. I was able to move some small things back to my apartment: pictures, some glassware, other small items. I really feel like I'm making this apartment -- this town -- my new home. I finally got a gym membership (and am currently sweating it twice a week in Zumba classes) and found a classic rock station that comes in clear on my stereo. I'm happy in my job, happy with the friendships I'm making, and happy with the new creative opportunity in my novel project. Money's tight and I'll be happy when I will be able to stop paying rent-and-a-half for two apartments, but I'm nowhere near starving or deprived. I'm just learning how to manage my money and my time more effectively.

I'm not in any hurry to date again. I like the freedom that being single provides, and I have always been happy in my own company. I'm open to whatever comes next, but I also think that this time is an excellent opportunity for me to find out who I am and what I want in a partner. And there's no rush to figure out either of those things.

I think [livejournal.com profile] another_myself and I are going to watch an episode of Doctor Who together tonight. I can't wait until the second half of the series; it's in, like, two weeks, right? I NEED MY DOCTOR. I AM MARTHA JONESIN'.

ALSO. [livejournal.com profile] awesomesquared, I AM LOOKING AT YOU AND YOU KNOW WHY.
katernater: (doctor who • (reboot))
THAT CAN'T BE HOW IT ENDS.

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katernater: (doctor who • (craving))


I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS.

INSIDE OF ME.

RIGHT NOW.
katernater: (doctor who • (confidence))


Verbatim, my reaction:

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katernater: (doctor who • (reading))
I just finished writing my second-to-last paper of the semester and it went better than the one I tried writing at the beginning of the week. I was more into the topic this time (Abbie Hoffman, the Yippies, and the 1968 Democratic National Convention) but, overall, I think I'm done with the counterculture. I used to think that I would have had fun participating in the Hippie movement -- all that free love and those questionable fashion statements -- but after studying them for a semester, I wonder how any of them made it out of the '60s in one piece. That goes for most of the other counterculture movements of the time, too: you're either chopping wood so you don't freeze to death during winters at the commune, or you're chaining yourself to a tank and screaming obscenities at a government that won't let you carry your stash around in your pocket. Don't get me wrong, the Sixties were a critical period in American history and the counterculture was an incredible machine for change and social justice, but it seems to me that a lot of the so-called revolutionaries of the period were more interested in instant gratification and media attention than in long-term commitments to change. That's not any different than today, I suppose, with all the radio and television pundits doing their saber rattling. The rest of us are just trying to survive the day-to-day battles.

I still maintain that, if I were to disengage completely from mainstream society that I would want to do it on a lobster boat up in Maine. Or tending alpacas in South America.

BECAUSE SOMEDAY, SOMETHING LIKE THIS MIGHT HAPPEN:

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:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
katernater: (actor • (stripey))
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Source.
katernater: (doctor who • (reboot))
My Doctor Who DVDs arrived in the mail today and I made sure that I finished all of my homework before dinner, so I could spend the rest of the night watching them. Except now -- because I've mostly given up any kind of soda/caffeinated beverages -- "the rest of the night" is starting to feel like it's got a 9:30 cut-off point. Wow.

The soda hiatus is one part of a larger plan to drink/eat/be more healthy. Seriously cutting back on my soda consumption (from three or four 12 oz. cans a day to one or none at all) has been tough, especially since cracking open a can was usually the first thing I did in the morning. I'm drinking more water, taking a multi-vitamin, monitoring my calorie intake, managing my snacks, and even getting in a little bit of exercise when weather permits. I know it will take a few weeks to see any visible changes, but I'm already feeling better. It's just so easy to get busy and forget to take care of myself; I need to make a preemptive strike against that kind of behavior. Especially now, when things in my life are about to change in a big way, I need to make sure that I am healthy enough to take on any challenges I need to face. Still: so sleepy, oh so sleepy.

Today would have been Carl Sagan's 76th birthday. Happy birthday, Carl Sagan!

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katernater: (traveler ∞ got 99 problems.)
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Source.
katernater: (pair ❉ metropolitan chic.)
Tell Her We Have an Automobile wrapped tonight. I'm happy and sad at the same time -- happy, because all of that hard work (and stolen afternoons) is over; sad, because you always get sad after you put such effort into something that ends so quickly. Now it's back to academia.

Also, you cannot tell me that this is not the prettiest cast in christendom:

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More from the Doctor Who Proms after the jump )
katernater: (professor ∞ white flag.)
SPOILER ALERT: IT WAS AMAZING.
katernater: (traveler ∞ oncoming storm.)
Is it pathetic that I woke up this morning, jittery, because today is Doctor Who finale day?

Fandom. I'm just sayin'.
katernater: (karen ♕ not your girl.)
Hooray! I just submitted the last-ever paper for my graduate degree! I will be taking other classes over the latter half of the summer and in the fall, but they are mostly just fluff courses with absolutely no bearing on my transcript. It feels, I don't know -- good? -- to be done. While it's been incredibly frustrating and exhausting at times, I've really enjoyed the Master's degree program here at Valparaiso. I'm so lucky to have had this opportunity.

Next stop? The rest of the world. :DDDDDD

Also, I think my desktop is finally "cool" enough for me to do that "show us your desktop!" meme:

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katernater: (traveler ∞ confidence.)
NASA discovers Doctor Who's crack in the middle of the Milky Way

The world is just awesome.
katernater: (karen ♕ the wonderful.)
Ooh lawdy, starting today, I've got a succession of very long, busy days ahead of me. Right now I'm about to dash out and pick up my bridesmaid dress, then I've got an observation for TESOL, then a study session and then, at six o'clock, auditions for a summer stock show a friend of mine is putting on. This weekend, I'll be attempting to balance schoolwork with a wedding -- and still find time in there somewhere to watch this week's episode of Doctor Who (which, given a certain spoilery promo image, I would not miss even if I had to have my teeth drilled during "The Funky Chicken").

Hang on to your hats, gents!
katernater: (traveler ∞ binary system.)
I was tagged by [livejournal.com profile] mirorelle (because she knows I'm a sucker for this kind of thing):

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123. I had to do page 122, because 123 was the end of a chapter.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 4-7 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest (unless it's too troublesome to reach and is really heavy. Then go back to step 1).
6. Tag five people.


He could feel the chemical warmth rising up from the lake's surface, the noxious fumes stinging his nostrils. Looking back across the curved field of verdigris, he saw a single dark figure making its way toward the edges of the lake. It was Tuco. He had no doubt come here to witness the Doctor's execution and gloat.
'You will
die now,' said Sancho.
The Doctor nodded. Looking down, he saw his reflection warped and shimmering in the surface of Lake Mono, and he prepared himself for death.


- Doctor Who : Night of the Humans, David Llewellyn

CLIFFHANGER! DDDD:

I tag: [livejournal.com profile] another_myself, [livejournal.com profile] austen, [livejournal.com profile] depart_and_wend, [livejournal.com profile] highlander_ii, and (new friend!) [livejournal.com profile] neenie.

Now, I'm off to dry my hair and watch this week's episode of Doctor Who.
katernater: (traveler ∞ life on mars?)

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If we're going to die, let's die looking like a Peruvian folk band. )

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