In before February. WHOO.

[rubykatewriting]

So. It's quite possible my new English professor is going to make me insane by semester end. He has this really meandering, stream-of-consciousness lecture style. He's brilliant and a fellow word nerd, but oh my GOD, it's WEDNESDAY NIGHT. I've been at work ALL FUCKING DAY. You really want to make me cut you with this "I always go to 9:50" bullshit. (Speaking of, briary_flower, the poetry portion, which will happen mid-semester [we're covering drama now], runs the gamut. I spent a good half-hour ignoring him and bouncing from one poem to the next. We're talking ee cummings, Pablo Neruda, Edgar Allen Poe, W.H. Auden, Yeats, Keats, etc., etc., etc. I was completely geeking out.)

Holy fucking hell, I'm exhausted.

Also, HI EVERYBODY! I didn't mean to take such a long break from LJ, but I had my surgery last month and took three weeks off from just about everything. They took four and half pounds off of each breast (as Gabs put it, "You were packin a frickin baby around all this time!"), and while I'm not into real bras yet (it's sports bras all the way), I am officially a C-cup. Plus they were able to save both nipples so I can potentially breast feed my future babies. My god is it rad.

Anyway, I think that's enough of an update for now. I need to get some actual work done. Oh and write my paragraph on what I think is "good English." Did I mention my professor is a wee titch NUTS? Yeah.

Oh! Almost forgot. buffyx, blahblahologist, and halfway2home, thank you all for my Christmas cards! They were such lovely little surprises. (V, I LOVED the Office stuff, too. I was giggling like such a damn fool when I opened the package; Mom was giving me her "I don't get fangirls" look.)

ETA: Jensen Ackles, we need to talk. Really? This is what you spend your precious time off doing? REALLY? I want my seven bucks back, fucker.

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[buffyx.livejournal.com]

You're welcome!! :)

Welcome back!

[rubykatewriting.livejournal.com]

Heh. Thanks.

ICON LOVE.

[briary-flower.livejournal.com]

Okay, one - how dare those fuckers remake yet another classic Canadian horror movie?! Seriously I am a bit offended. I read an article recently about how all Canadian cinema was basically the equivalent of independent American cinema, and that's true. Whole lotta independent films at your local multiplex? Exactly. Which is why horror is such an important genre to our industry because you can make a movie on a nothing budget, with no stars, and actually get it on some screens. Two words: Ginger Snaps.

Two: Congrats on your breast thingie. Holy shit. We will talk more about this and you can give me the blow-by-blow

Three: Hahahah. Profs have time to fill, and they just stand up there and blab. One technique to deal with it is to get into it with him, ask questions, have a debate. Watch out also for the inevitable "devil's advocate" debater to emerge from your fellow classmates, the guy who just likes to fuck with people and argue on the opposite site of of something they believe in strongly and then say it's an academic devil's advocate thingie - when in truth he either really does believe in the position he's arguing, or he believes in nothing. Not to be confused with the defensive guy who at some point brings up the fact that since he's paying for this education the prof owes him something.

Good English? Gah. Tell him people who self-identify as grammar and spelling Nazis set up a dynamic where one has to be educated to express an opinion, and this is a multi-cultural world and not everybody speaks English as a first language, and it's more important that people speak than that they speak well. And that the second invention of moveable type by Gutenberg happened at a time when the English language was still in a state of flux.

(Tell him whatever you want. xoxox)

[rubykatewriting.livejournal.com]

Two words: Ginger Snaps.
Two more words: FUCKING. AWESOME. I still go all SQUEE-FANGIRL over that film. It's just beyond awesome. I need to get it on DVD. And see the sequels.

Random: I was just watching Cousins the other day, and who plays little Chloe? Katharine Isabelle. She really was adorable from the womb.

Good English? Gah. Tell him people who self-identify as grammar and spelling Nazis set up a dynamic where one has to be educated to express an opinion, and this is a multi-cultural world and not everybody speaks English as a first language, and it's more important that people speak than that they speak well. And that the second invention of moveable type by Gutenberg happened at a time when the English language was still in a state of flux.
I love you. *HUGS*

I actually wrote about the fact that grammar was great, but ultimately the reaction of the reader, specifically with poetry and literature, is the most important. You can have all the good grammar in the world and still not affect one person who reads your words. He actually liked it. He responded with, "Well said! When I talk to students about meaning, v. few of them can extend the idea beyond the word ‘feeling,’ if they get to the idea at all. Few realize that you have to care to be a good writer. It’s funny that we don’t teach meaning in a bigger way over the 12 years of youth education." Why must he go and be genuinely awesome? GRRR. ARGH.

xoxoxoxoxoxo

[briary-flower.livejournal.com]

Ha, that's awesome. He might actually teach you something. I think - existing in this blog culture (as you and I do), where there are a lot of people writing and complaining about the state of language using very precise language while they are being very snippy about those who do not, we are uniquely well situated to observe just how meaningless a big fucking grammatically perfect blog rant can be.

[halfway2home.livejournal.com]

Glad you liked the card and The Office stuff. I wish I still cared about the show as much as I do about the merch.

My friend and I are planning to see MBV 3-D for giggles this weekend.

[rubykatewriting.livejournal.com]

My friend and I are planning to see MBV 3-D for giggles this weekend.
So, happy fun times were had by all? Honestly, I was so disgusted I'd wasted seven bucks + nearly two hours of my life, I couldn't even laugh by the end. Plus, it was TOTES obvious who the killer actually was because HELLO, distinctive walk.

Anyway. Hi!

[halfway2home.livejournal.com]

We didn't make it to the movie last weekend. Some other time.

Hello!