{ taken to dividing my days by decimal points and rounding them off with parentheses. }

Once or twice a year I go through through a bizarre laptop-associated OCD phase. Normally this just means making sure all the files are in the right place (icons, fic, school, family; icons by fandom, fic by fandom, school by subject/unit) &c. Sometimes it involves redoing my journal layout, re-naming my tags, flist-trimming and cutting myself from LJ communities - actions which are usually painful and result in more trauma rather than less. Luckily, though, they're easy fixes.

However, once every couple of years, I do something stupid and irreversible. And each and every time I do it, I'm fully aware of how much grief it's going to cause me but I go ahead with it anyway. I did it today and I'm suffering for it already because I'm that stupid. What do I do? I DELETE ALL MY PICTURES.

Other than my celeb-crushes, my personal photos and (most of) my own icons, there are no pictures left on my harddrive. I've deleted c.3GB of photographs and pictures and have about 1GB left - my icons, celeb crushes, Lindbergh editorials, duck cheer. Every thing else? GONE.

I hate myself.

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Watched Prison Break (2x03) with The Sister tonight. Watching it on the telly is so much easier than via other means. There are scheduled breaks to disperse the tension! And watching it with other people is always fun. That's one of the things I sort-of miss about being away from home - TV is no longer a social thing. I mean, I don't miss The Sister bouncing around and talking all the way through whatever it is that we're watching, but I do miss being able to say, "Damn!" and have someone in the room not only understand what I mean but agree.

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My newest celebrity crush carries on apace and makes me blush whenever I see a picture of them. *cringe*

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Am debating whether or not to go to school tomorrow and see WP & SK. I don't think I will. I'll just post the coffee to SK's house - that's where he takes it anyway - and chill out at home. I have to start reading Alice in Wonderland, anyway, and I have a ton of fandom to catch up on. So, yeah. That's what the next few days are going to be for. I'm going home on Monday; Friday we may indeed be going to see The Pursuit of Happyness. I'm freaking out internally. IT'S AWESOME.

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Dear Random Person,
Please. PLEASE. Leave me alone. It's all too much to have to deal with you at this my most Zen of times. YOU ARE KILLING MY ZEN. GO AWAY.
No love, Me.

{ we had fun, fun, fun until I said, "I love you". }

Oh wow. Someone has taken Hitchcock's Rear Window and re-made it. Witness: Disturbia. In the former, the protagonist can't go anywhere because he's broken his leg so he just watches people in the flats across the square. In the remake, Shia La Boeuf, of all people, is on parole and his actions are restricted by those tracker things that thy put around cons' ankles. So he takes to watching his neighbours and witnesses a murder. I don't know. Not my flick.

(Can you tell that I'm enjoying having Apple Movie Trailers on my RSS feeds?)

Speaking of films, I have come to the conclusion that (in Vienna Teng's words regarding Harbor) Little Miss Sunshine is subversively happy. By the end of the film, relatively little is actually resolved. This doesn't mean I don't love it still. I've seen it 3 times now.

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One of the many things I did yesterday was bake. I have a yen to do it again today.

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Things to do today: FANDOM. Haha, it's probably time for me to write another handful of numb3rs100 drabbles because I'm so dumb at playing week-by-week. Also, I keep realising that there are things that I've forgotten to watch and having to go back and collect them. Today is a marathon day. This makes me very pleased. (I'm like two weeks behind on things like Stargate and Atlantis and Battlestar. Aie.)

Some time today I will also drag my sorry carcass to a building where they (hopefully) sell brown wrapping paper. powerof3 and melliyna, please email me your addresses so that I can be certain that I have the right ones. (It would also be useful if you included your real first name - surnames not needed, ta! - because it's amazing what information my brain refuses to hold. Srsly.)

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To conclude: it's lovely out today. A bit misty, bright yellow sun and a sharp breeze. My kind of day.

{ CSI, 7x12, 7x13. }

Re: Battlestar, I loved 3x11 and really, really didn't get most of 3x12. By which I mean to say, I didn't really understand what they were going for. But hey! War trial. OBVIOUS MUCH? Anyway, parts of the latest episode felt a bit too much like the latter episodes of season 2 to make me care all that much, which is a shame. I loved Gaius, though, and I loved Adama's interactions with him. I really, really loved DeAnna's fate because, shit, that's insane.

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The latest two CSIs to be aired? I have absolutely adored. ( CSI, 7x12 and 7x13 )

Five fucking stars. Seriously, I loved it.

Um. Is anyone on my flist still watching this? spiescameout, you will be, right, when it airs? Anyway, I now have a really big yen to write the rest of the Sara Sidle fic I was writing as an addendum to the Megan Reeves one I wrote. Can I pull it off? Likely not. OK. Back to fandom.

{ smile like you mean it. }

New layout (or, a bastardised version of my last one) and a new userinfo layout.

» delgaserasca.

Goddammit, my keyboard is clean but my keys are still sticking. Any clue as to what might be wrong?

{ "Never question the gut!" }

So, NCIS. This week's episode = to die for? BECAUSE YES. (Even the end scene, the likes of which normally has my inner fangirl raging, but hey, they have actual, workable chemistry and I was all over that shit.) I really like Mark Harmon a lot more than I should. (That southern twang he gets? Oy.) This episode was also just really, really good plot wise and crack wise. I'll admit, I had the sound on mute and watched through my fingers every time Mann and Sheppard were onscreen together but other than that, I loved it. It's always a good sign when Gibbs smiles at least twice every act. (omgz.)

Oh fandom. I'll sleep damn well tonight!