Confessions of a Fictional Historian

So I know I shouldn't do it and I really don't deserve it (since I am pretty lazy six days out of seven, or at best, five out of seven, even if I have had a long and exhausting day involving flannel pajama pants--in this weather!--and too much frosting), but right now I'm kicking back with one of my favorite episodes of The Simpsons, "The Springfield Files". I’m not a huge X-Files fan, but the episode is hilarious, and every time David Duchovny flashes his wallet, I just crack up. Also, it is the episode with my favorite Simpsons magazine, "Better Homes Than Yours". XD

Today I shall review things.

Let's start with TV: I haven't caught up on House yet, but an evil commercial last night while I was watching The Simpsons spoiled me for the last episode, which I missed and which my sister failed to tape and swore I had to see immediately. I shan't go into details in case anyone reading this has not seen it, but I was very displeased.

Heroes! There is nothing like Heroes when one feels grumpy and disillusioned with the world. This week, I could have screamed at the TV--it was nearly as bad as "Company Man", except that it didn't have the heart-wrenching music and the way he falls to his knees... anyway, things look bad for Noah. Maybe now that his life sucks, his seasonal Death Fake-Out will come soon. Danko--my new third-favorite character (the first two being Noah and Sylar, though Sylar was being a particular bastard this week)--was impressionable and loveable. I was looking later back over the texts I sent my sister while I was watching the episode and discovered that in the space of seven texts (all of which I wrote in all caps), I used the word "no" eight times. Sigh.

Then BSG, which, as I said, was good. Also, Adama said at one point, "Some days I really hate my job." Haha.

I've had my furniture moved around for five days now and I remain pleased with it, except for a few things: 1) I don't like the couch crammed into the corner. Two nights ago I did some work and moved all that stuff I was storing behind the couch into the kitchen, and then moved the couch over by the windows. I like that less and I'm musing over what to do next. 2) The sun shines mercilessly through the window next to my bed and wakes me up early. 3) My favorite lamp (Goodwill lamp with Ikea lampshade) is on my sewing table desk, which is now tucked away into a corner where I can't see the lamp and the light it gives off doesn't spread very far. There are some other things I want to do that I haven't gotten around to yet''either too expensive, or requiring some heavy lifting.

The latest interest: The Colonial Williamsburg Podcast. I LOVE IT. There are about a million episodes, and I've only listened to like ten so far, but it's this guy interviewing people who work for and around and in the place and it's really, really interesting.

The weather lately sucks. Two days ago it snowed all day, but lightly. Yesterday it was cloudy all day. Today it was warm and sunny, but tomorrow it is supposed to rain.

Sunday I did end up going to church. I love Palm Sunday. I admit that it's mostly because it's the only holiday I get to sing my favorite hymn ("The Palms", by Jean-Baptiste Faure), but I also like it because it's a little holiday all tucked away into the weekend before Easter, mostly untouched by commercialism and all that. The song never fails to move me, and I think it's glorious. (Things like Facebook and YouTube and Hulu work sporadically at best on my computer, it not being connected to a network for real, but if you search for it, you can come up with some YouTube videos of it. Though, strangely, one of the ones I managed to watch part of did not have the lyrics I know.)

Anyway. I went to church in my fancy new frock (compliments from strangers and friends alike) and thoroughly enjoyed the singing, and thought about how I need a new pair of nice white/cream shoes--ones that don't hurt my feet as much.

Something else I tried: unclogging a drain with baking soda. It seems to have worked really well, but I think the drain is already kind of clogged or really small or something because it takes a long time for water to run through, but now I'm completely prepared to join all those people who swear by baking soda.

I've been really tired lately and I'm not sure why. Today I went into work an hour later (discovery: when you're going in late, an hour doesn't make much of a difference), and we had our Easter party today and the day just dragged on and on and by the time I left work, I was just about dead on my feet, and had to like struggle to stay awake in the car and once I got home I crawled straight into bed with The Graveyard Book.

So that's been my week--kind of sucky. As usual, I'm excited about the weekend.

A large collection of Design*Sponge sneak peeks: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven.