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raindrops keep falling on my head
Jun. 25th, 2013 09:27 pmWent off to another philosophy lecture on Saturday. I love those. I love the ideas I discover, the wild and wide ranging discussion, the aha! moments. I like the way philosophy tries to apply scientific methodology to the esoteric, ethereal, emotional and spiritual. Whether it works or not depends on your own personal philodophy, but for someone like me, completely clueless and born without the manual everyone else seems to have, reading someone elses's observations is invaluable. Also, one nod from the Prof counters almost a week's worth of snips, snarks and red penned rejection at work.
It makes me happy, in a proper Socratic sense of happiness, so why not, eh?
And it keeps me off the streets. Very useful.
( more: somewhere over the rainbow )
It makes me happy, in a proper Socratic sense of happiness, so why not, eh?
And it keeps me off the streets. Very useful.
( more: somewhere over the rainbow )
pocket full of posies
Jul. 22nd, 2012 05:54 pmThere was stuff I was going to say but this has been a waste of a week. Just an absolute non week of work, tissues, asprin and dvds. This is a plague ship here.
At least being dashed unwell has given me an excuse, or at least, I've given myself an excuse, to catch up on the stack of disks waiting viewing. Got my Fassy fix in Haywire, with bonus Ewan McGregor, and young Mr Tatum getting the snot kicked out of him as well he might.
Anyone who can't properly enunciate the name of my most beloved fictional hero, sacred to me since I was ten, deserves a good arse kicking my opinion, but this is what I get when Hollywood hires ex-strippers instead of someone who has been to drama school and done theatre and Shakespeare and television before hitting the movies, but Hollywood knows best. The sooner somebody properly discredits the American mumble school of acting the better. It's not deep. It just requires closed captioning.
Anyways, also got bonus Fassy fix when I found X-Men on cable. Yay Fassy. With added McAvoy, for good measure. J' Adore wee Jimmy McAvoy.
Doubled up on Peter O'Toole when I watched How To Steal a Million, which is a joy, a silly, daft, joy, and then found Lawrence of Arabia on cable. Swoon.
( more: all fall down )
At least being dashed unwell has given me an excuse, or at least, I've given myself an excuse, to catch up on the stack of disks waiting viewing. Got my Fassy fix in Haywire, with bonus Ewan McGregor, and young Mr Tatum getting the snot kicked out of him as well he might.
Anyone who can't properly enunciate the name of my most beloved fictional hero, sacred to me since I was ten, deserves a good arse kicking my opinion, but this is what I get when Hollywood hires ex-strippers instead of someone who has been to drama school and done theatre and Shakespeare and television before hitting the movies, but Hollywood knows best. The sooner somebody properly discredits the American mumble school of acting the better. It's not deep. It just requires closed captioning.
Anyways, also got bonus Fassy fix when I found X-Men on cable. Yay Fassy. With added McAvoy, for good measure. J' Adore wee Jimmy McAvoy.
Doubled up on Peter O'Toole when I watched How To Steal a Million, which is a joy, a silly, daft, joy, and then found Lawrence of Arabia on cable. Swoon.
( more: all fall down )
