Those Three Little Words

Oh, what a lovely day this is! No.School.Today! I took yesterday off because of an eye appointment (no worries, vision is stabilized) and today is a snow day. That means I am in the midst of a four-day-weekend. Whoo!

Istar goes to the vet tomorrow for his booster shots and to schedule his surgeries and I’ll be so relieved once he’s healed and hopefully a little more calm.

stargate02.jpg SGA was disappointing this week. It was, um, nonsensical at best and I hope the rest of the season shapes up to be better. From the spoilers that have been out there, it’s going to get better, so I’m not really worried about it.

Torchwood continues to be a big pile of WTF. I don’t even know why I keep watching. Boredom, I suppose. I totally didn’t realize that Gwen had been the maid-chick on the Doctor Who episode “The Unquiet Dead”. Hmmph. Guess I was too taken with the Doctor to notice the first time around 🙂

The super-sexy Sam is still in it on Top Chef, so I’m still watching it with a smile. More than anything else, I’m watching old CSI eps on Spike everyday. I really did love that show. I think I’ll give it another chance.

Well, I suppose I’m off to wait for the heating repair guys to call or show up. Since I bought the house, the auxiliary heat has been busted, so as the temperature dropped to -10 degrees last night, the regular heat couldn’t keep up and it’s currently a freezing 65 degrees in here. :cold:

[Edit: Man, did I get shafted! The sequencer was bad. Sequencers cost around $15.00. I was charged $59.00+ $76.00 labor. 😡 There goes Christmas.]

No zar’roc here

Eragon (Inheritance, Book 1)Eldest (Inheritance, Book 2)It’s been a long time since I posted anything, for a number of reasons. First and foremost, my grandmother had serious surgery this week and I’ve been a bit more into family than friends. She’s doing great and I’m not going to worry about her needlessly.

Secondly, I’ve been reading a couple of books. With the movie version of Eragon coming out soon, I finally felt the rush to read it. I’d been thinking about reading it for quite some time, but it began to feel like a race against time. I finished it Thursday night, absolutely certain that I had already figured out a huge mystery hinted at in the first of the three books of The Inheritance. Yesterday, I stopped on the way to work and purchased Eldest, the second book. As usual, not only am I NOT clever, I’m worse: Thinking I’m clever has made me an even bigger fool than usual, as my theory was clearly not even close to the truth of the mystery. Looking back, I see that it was not my own sharp thinking that lead me to my conclusion, and everyone reading probably thought the same way as I did. Suckas!

The books themselves borrow heavily from Tolkien. I mean HEAVILY. The words, places, a bit of the mythology, it’s all Tolkien-lite. I’m not complaining, just stating. I’ll be waiting for the concluding book with much anticipation, as the story has hit home for me; Hobbit is my Saphira, proud and independent, and Istar is the Dragon Rider, if only for the way Hob has to drag his goofy butt around on her back.

See? It always comes back to Da Hob.