2001-02-15 - 13:53:12
On feeling icky, re-evaluating B5, and resisting temptations ...

Today does not look promising. Now I have a cold, the weather's gone messy again, and I have another meeting to sit through with the New Database people. Fortunately, this one will be much shorter. (Or perhaps not fortunately ... since they have no idea what our department needs ...)

Forget what I said about Babylon 5 yesterday. I will backtrack and say this much: Perhaps if I'd been able to watch it from the beginning, I'd praise it to the skies like half my other friends. But starting to watch when the SciFi channel is starting the fifth season ... some of the best characters (I've heard) are already gone, and some of the plots are exceedingly slow and/or lame. I did, however, enjoy the two-hour thing last night. It was called something like "The Well of Souls"; the writing was good, it moved, it was all tied up in a neat package, the characters interacted well, etcetera, etcetera. Not to mention that it was ... interesting ... seeing Martin Sheen, Mr. "West Wing" President, playing a "juvenile and naive" alien.

(Just to clarify: I do NOT watch "West Wing". Jocasta does. I end up hearing all about it.)

Speaking of things I usually Don't Do: I got a flier from Jo-Ann's Fabrics in the mail today. I'm beginning to regret my breif foray into the sewing world last autumn. Why, you ask? Because now that I have a new hobby to pursue, I've become, once again, (#@&%)ing poor. I have this beautiful new sewing machine, lots of cool patterns, and zero moolah to go buy fabric with. Jocasta wants us to go to the SCA Sewing Night next week, and I can't because I'm busy buying food and paying the electric bill after my brother ran himself (not surprisingly) out of cash yet again.

*throwing flier in garbage*
*throwing new Credit Card app in garbage*

I will resist the temptation ... *laughing*

Who am I kidding. If I wasn't such an acquisitive little packrat, I wouldn't be poor. I really should dig in among my unread books and my unlistened-to CDs and my unwatched movies and start selling some of this crap. I should take back my pop-cans.

I should NOT listen to my brother when he tells me "It's the deal of a lifetime, you won't regret it, you can pay for them on your credit card, I'll help you pay it off ...."

*sigh* Such is life. Now, if I could just get a novel published ...