one more miracle

I had a lovely relaxing day with Colin today. I spent the night last night and then we didnt emerge from his room until, um, 4 PM. Yeah. We watched Heroes when we woke up, and his VLC is set to repeat, so the episode replayed uh, 3 more times before we were, hmm, unoccupied. Haha, yeah. Anyway! Very relaxing day :)

I want to talk about TEEVEE! Surprise!

First, before I get to the squee, WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THE WRITERS GUILD STRIKE???? Unless you are and I've missed it which is completely logical since I haven't been keeping up with most of my flist. But. This is BAD NEWS BEARS. It starts tomorrow, or something, and means that NO MORE TV will get written. Daily Show is going off the air, 24 won't have a complete season, etc etc. Colin said the last strike, in 1988, went on for 6 months and fucked a whole bunch of shows all to hell.

GAH. *panics a little* This is particularly bad news for BSG, but it's just bad all around, and I'm so nervous! Does anyone have any more information that might make me feel a bit better? I heard about it first from reading articles about Joss's new show, where he said it couldn't start getting written until after the strike. Gah! *flaaaail*

Okay, now we get to the squee, because you guys, TV IS AWESOME.

( Heroes 2x06 )

( Supernatural 3x05 Bedtime Stories )

( Stargate Atlantis 4x05 Travelers and 4x06 Tabula Rasa )

Colin watched SGA with me, and he really liked it a lot! \o/ I'm going to work on getting him started from the beginning, hurrah! He also hasn't seen BSG! He's a geek but a not quite fully accomplished one - he just doesn't ever get around to dedicating the time to it. I will fix that! :D

Colin has invited me to go watch a Trinity rugby match, in which his sister in law will be playing and where I will get to meet his VERY pregnant sister! I'm pretty excited, meeting the family and all :D Should be fun!

Hurrah! I have obtained the ingredients for my Halloween costume and I am indeed going as one Ryan Ross, circa late 2005-early 2006 (I think?), aka his adorable hobo/newsboy stage. The look I've got is based on the two pictures behind the cut, without the grey jacket:

( My Ryan Ross, let me show you him. )

I literally have the whole outfit, thanks to Penney's, where I got grey slacks for 6 Euro (though they're a bit loose.. oh well), a black button up for 5 Euro, a thin cream scarf for 4 Euro, and black flat mid-calf boots for 13 Euro. \o/ I also picked up liquid eyeliner and some sparkly blue eye crayon for some fun makeup adventures!

I will have pictures up for you later, I promise :D But for right now, my question is this: if some randomer asks me who I am, and I am two embarrassed to say Ryan Ross, what is a good alternative answer? What is Ryan Ross dressing as? A hobo-hipster? LOL. Oh Ryan. I don't even know. Maybe I'll just say Ryan Ross and leave out who he actually is, hee. Colin already knows and I think he's tolerantly amused, but Andy will mock to no end. Andy mocking is actually really fun though, LOL. Oh I don't know. I can't believe I'm doing this by myself, but I'm going to do it, dammit!

I hope you all have/are having an awesome Halloween! :D

Oh I nearly forgot! HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRANKIE IERO!!!!!!! <3333

So me and the roomies threw an awesome halloween party last night, and it was a total blast! Most of the other people from the Butler program came (about 5 people - Emily and Cary punked out, whatever) and, the cherry on top, Colin came and brought Barry and Andy. AWESOME. Barry and Andy are two of my favorites of the sci fi guys, they're so funny and wonderful. And of course the guys brought their own beer because no way could our planning support their alcoholism, particularly Barry ;)

So basically the boys mixed things up really well, cause when it's just the American girls it's a little boring, but they were hilarious and goofy and a bit over the top and that kind of loosened everyone up. Well, the alcohol helped, but you know :) We watched Nightmare Before Christmas and ate rice crispie treats and cadbury chocolates. Everyone was silly and lovely and I spent the night on Colin's lap, haha. Andy and Rachel hit it off, and while they'd be quite cute I'm reacting with a bit of possessiveness and "My boys! My boys!" because I really am the only girl that hangs out with them, but, you know, it's not my place and if they get together then I'll just have to deal with it :P

I have a few mysterious bruises on my left leg this morning - I didn't think I was drunk enough to be taken advantage of! *g* I really am curious where the hell they came from, although it was most likely just in the course of my stumbling from living room to kitchen to get more alcohol, or flailing when Colin tickled me (as he has grown extremely fond of, dammit). Oh well, small price to pay for a totally awesome night. We were worried that our little house party would be lame, but it ended up being a blast. My roomies keep saying how "nice" Andy was, which makes me laugh because usually he's a rough edged, foul mouthed bastard, but he's still a sweetheart in a way only Andy can be. But he was really on his best behavior last night, though he and I shared several emphatic "Fuck YOU!"s, which was pretty hilarious. Oh Andy. And Barry was just precious and sweet and a bit goofy. Loooove Barry. And the roommates fully approve of Colin! Hee! \o/ Rachel might have actually gotten pictures of us, so I'm gonna see if I can get my hands on them.

The boys had a bit of fun telling stories of things I did on Thursday when I was really drunk at Doyle's, and to my great shame I don't remember any of it. I mean, I have little blurry flashes in my memory but that is really it. Ack. *hides face* Like, apparently I tried to steal Bren's Guinness every time he looked away, thinking I was being really sneaky only I wasn't at all. Heee. Oh man. Ireland, what have you done to me??

Today is a "bank holiday", which translates into NO LECTURES YAYE. I woke up around noon, have eaten breakfast and drank tea, and now I have to be productive! *resolve face* I have three lab reports to write, one for tomorrow and one for Thursday and one for Friday, so I need, NEED to get my ass moving on those. *shakes self* I was supposed to be productive all weekend, but I stayed with Colin both Friday and Saturday nights, and let me tell you, NOT conducive to productivity :P Colin could have stayed here last night, but I knew I needed to get stuff done today, so that wasn't a good idea. Man, do you all remember when I was a stellar student? Responsible, timely, always getting shit done and getting it done well? Yeah, um. It's amazing how much having a social life and a boyfriend cuts into that :P It's probably a really good thing my grades here don't count for my GPA at home. I assumed that wouldn't matter for me because I'd do well here anyway, but I'm starting to have my doubts, heh.

Night before last was daylight savings time for us, so now we're only 4 hours ahead of the East Coast. I assume you guys have it some time soon? My dad wasn't sure, it's so confusing.

Anyway, that's enough rambling from me! Toodles!

ETA: ( They're mine and you can't have them! (Picture!) )

So it finally happened. I had the threatening nervous breakdown. I started sobbing and immediately had to call my dad. He was eventually able to talk me down, and by the end I was even laughing a bit, and oh wow I don't know what I would do without my dad, but. I don't feel much better because none of my problems/obligations went away by crying about them.

The straw that broke the Anne's back was the realization that my organic chemistry notes were in the bag that got stolen. Now, what's the big deal, you say? Well. That was an entire year's worth of blood sweat and tears distilled down into 30-odd beautiful, concise, informative pages that I was going to use incessantly for the entirety of the rest of my academic career. My own personal cliffnotes to organic chemistry, if you will. It took me hours upon hours upon ridiculous hours to compile that.

It's gone.

That loss is so much more personal than a phone, or a library book, or 40 Euro.

*deep breaths* I will live. I will live.

I did tell my dad about Colin. His reaction? "That's cool." HAHAHA I LOVE MY DAD. I had to like, poke him and ask if he wanted to interrogate me about the boy, and he was like "...um, no?" so I had to volunteer information! Heeee. Oh daddy. He said that he trusts my judgement of people and that he can't protect me against broken hearts, so there's no real reason for him to worry about me. Did I mention I love my dad? Because honestly. No really.

Another amusing part of the conversation was when he casually said that I didn't really have to buy a new cell phone, did I? And my reaction was ....O.O! WHAT?? Ahaha. On a college campus (especially one with ten times as many people as I'm used to) it's practically necessary to find people you want to find. Especially when I live off campus and can't just wander to peoples' (cough, Colin's) rooms. Silly, silly daddy. And what's even funnier is that the first time I told him about my bag getting stolen, one of his first reactions was "Oh, I'll work on buying you a new iPod right away!" *laughs* His priorities are so amusing! Music >>> social interaction, CLEARLY. *g* So yeah, as soon as the Apple Ireland store starts working again, I'm gonna be hookin myself up with another iPod \o/ Probably refurbished, but whatever, I WANTS.

So um. Lab reports got some work done on them but I ran into a bit of a brick wall on the really hard one. The other one is just tedious and annoying. I. Hate. Physical. Chemistry. Too bad it's my life for the next 9 months.

Augh. Sleepy and drunk and home very late. Life is pretty shitty right now. Colin and sci fi guys only bright spot. So much work to do, not motivated or able to do any of it - seriously, it's kind of over my head and that SUCKS. After lectures today I met up with Colin, and the other guys, and I wasn't able to drag myself away til now - aka 11:30. Fuck. I mean. I had a great time with them but i really really should have been doing work. Nobody told me having a boyfriend was such a time commitment. Barry broke up with his girlfriend tonight so we all got drunk to commiserate - the poor darling. He's such a sweetheart, but everyone's really relieved he's cut her loose - no one likes her very much, though I don't have an opinion because Id on't really know her. I had a bottle and a half of hard Pippins apple cider - I meant to just have a bottle, but then Bren didn't like his and put it in my hand. THANKS BREN. Colin doesn't much believe in dinner, so I skipped it too, by default of being with him the whole time, and I picked up Burger King on the way home. At 11:30. Yum yum. Then I open my apartment door to find the carpet ripped up and my roommates telling me of how the washer broke and flooded the whole hallway - wonderful. I have a problem set due tomorrow afternoon that I've only figured out some of, about five lectures tomorrow starting at ten, and I want to cry a little.

Life is kind of hard, guys. More so when you're running on four hours of sleep and mostly alcohol in your system.

Colin is great but we're still a bit awkward. I'm such an awkward person, I don't quite get how he likes me. And hey, apparently I was far more drunk that first night at Fibbers than I thought, because Colin says that I told him all about Simon and Conor during our walk home, and I don't remember that AT ALL. All I remember is holding his warm hand, babbling along, and giving him a quick hug before I hopped in a taxi. Oh man. So, yeah. He's lovely, but I'm still trying to work out all the etiquette and nonsense.

Hi, I am EXHAUSTED. *falls over*