April Showers

April showers supposedly bring May flowers.
Unless your April showers happen to be snow showers. I haven't even looked at our weather forecast lately, but the last time I did look? We had flurries soon.

We shall move on from that conversation, as it just raises my blood pressure.

I'm here to tell you to go see Jane Eyre. I first read it over Thanksgiving(ish). (I don't know the exact time, but I know I twittered about it, so you can scroll back and investigate)
I adored the book. I thought Jane was so strong and interesting and thoughtful. There is such a gothic feel to the whole thing, which is so beautiful. And this is saying something, because I've read other gothic-esque novels and I super didn't like them at all. Mr. Rochester was a cranky shit that you loved.
Needless to say, I loved it.

And then they made a movie about it. It is equally as beautiful. The scenery is huge in scope, as Jane wanders around the moors and whatnot. The look of Thornfield Hall is positively amazing. Jane is plain, yet pretty. Mr. Rochester is striking.
There is a scene between the two of them after a fire is set in Mr. Rochester's room.
It. Is. Hot.

So basically, this is me, telling you to go see it.

(sidenote-the rest of my life is normal, i go to school a lot and it will be a shitload of work for the last two weeks. please god save me now)

A Few Snowpocolypses Later...

And it's mid-March. In fact, it's bordering on the end of March. Winter has continued to bother us all up here in the Great White North. In fact, February was one of the snowiest months on record here in Michigan. How ridiculous is that?

Needless to say, we're all really really really done with winter. (that being said, i hear there's supposed to be snow on Tuesday. no, i don't want to talk about it)

In the meantime? I continue to go to school. It's still deliciously nerdy, but I've come to severely dislike one of my professors. It's to the point where I've altered my summer plans and now will not be taking a summer class because I don't want to spend 8 weeks in a room with her. Three days a week for hours on end. It's bad enough as it is, you know?

Otherwise? I don't do all that much. I started an online dating profile.
Oh. My. God. There are no words for how ridiculous and absurd and silly and all around odd that's been. I have yet to net myself any dates.
I also have yet to truly net myself anyone who can construct an entire sentence (or two) without some sort of tragic misstep of either A) "HEY SHAWTY, WHAT U DOIN?" or something like B) "reading, splling and typing n complete thots is hard. there4, i don't"

Both of these make my grind my teeth.

Touche Emily.
Your turn for an update.

SNOWPOCOLYPSE

Let us begin with saying, I'm done with this photo shit. Maybe I'll do one at the start of every month.
I also should apologize for calling out Emily on not photo-ing. Apparently we had a bit of a mis-communication and she is photo-ing on a different blog, and not photos of herself.
Who knew? (Not me. Not then, anyway)

Let's fast forward about a month, shall we?

Grad school is so deliciously nerdy. I spend my time thinking about different languages, vowel systems, language acquisitions, motivating connections between polysemous words, and it's so delicious. Sometimes it gives me a headache. But then I get excited that I liked something enough and thought about it enough to make my head hurt. (I know, right?)

In more pressing news, a SNOWPOCOLYPSE is slated to hit the MI area sometime tomorrow. I'm sort of hoping it'll really dump on us, and it'll do it in a timely fashion. Despite my love of school, everyone likes a snow day.
Frankly-between you and me-I don't think I have that kind of luck. But a girl can dream, right?

Michigan in the midst of a SNOWPOCOLYPSE is hilarious. It's always as if we've never seen snow before in our little Northern lives. I just hope that I don't actually have to venture out in it. The shenanigans that people pull give me a headache and raises my blood pressure.
I don't appreciate it.

I'll report in after the SNOWPOCOLYPSE hits. I've got a shovel. And a snowblower. And a full fridge. I'm not worried.

Christmastime Is Here

The other night I watched "A Charlie Brown Christmas" and was struck by the fact that Christmastime is, in fact, here.

Also, Michigan got dumped on in a little mini-blizzard and that too, brought home the whole "Christmas" thing. We didn't get it as bad as Minnesota, but still. It took my dad nearly an hour to go ONE mile.
Needless to say, I stayed home.

Now, for those keeping score at home, I have been posting photos of the holiday shenanigans going on here in the Great White North on my brand new Tumblr. I've been posting some of the more choice ones, and we've moved from the library to the kitchen in the geography of the house.

Later this week is our annual trip to Chicago to go visit the people who still live in the city. I'm really looking forward to it, it's always fun to see a real city all lit up and busy for the holidays.

Also, we eat tons of delicious food.

Less Snow Than We Thought

The snowmageddon missed us, thank goodness. That's not to say we didn't get any snow, but at least where I am we didn't get the 6 to 10 inches there were forecasting. Excellent news, if you ask me. However, my class got canceled tonight. I find that annoying. You couldn't have canceled classes yesterday? When it was snowing?

In other news, Captain Phil Harris from Deadliest Catch passed away. Emily is the one who told me, and I find it very sad. Love the show, and goodness knows he was a fixture on it.

We'll miss you Capt. Phil

Hijinks I say

To say I've been up to some hi-jinks is a lie, but it's a fun word to say.

Still very much "pseudo-fired". It sucks.

Will have to quite ballroom dancing at the end of the month in order to not be even more broke than I am now (if it was even possible).

In other news-6 to 10 inches for the metro Detroit area over the next day or so. Oh winter.

Now that I consider to be a "hi-jink", if you will.

Life's Better With Company

I'm still very unemployed, and both scared and exhilarated at the same time.

Today my dad drove my mom to the airport, which was very nice. While I could have done it myself, it was snowing (not wicked hard, but reasonably decent) and it was nice to just go along for the ride, as compared to doing all the work myself.

The other day my parents and I saw Up In The Air. There is this scene with George Clooney (sigh) and Anna Kendrick (the girl who plays Jessica in Twilight). They are on an airplane together, and she is working on her laptop.
I admit, she is typing fairly furiously. In all honesty, she is banging the crap out of her poor laptop. George asks (basically) "What did your computer ever do to you?" and then it hit me.

This is how my mom thinks I type. Bang. Bang. Bang.

My laptop didn't do anything to me. I just "type with purpose" (as Anna says to George). And I type quickly.

Sidenote-See Up In The Air. It's a timely film for this particular moment. Especially living in Detroit, and now that I've joined the ranks of our unemployed. Some of the film is funny, some of it really isn't, and it ends on a bittersweet note.

As George says in the film, "Life's better with company". It's a good note to end on.

Snow of Doom

Here in Michigan, we're due to get a storm. And of course it isn't just a bit of a snow storm, it's the storm of the century. It's the Snow of Doom. It's the epic amount of snow that will dwarf all snowfalls that have come before it. It's the kind of snow, that according to the local news channels, will make you run in circles screaming "OH MY GAWD WE ALL GON' DIE". Yeah. It's that epic.

The icing on the cake? I'm due to work from 9:30 to 5 at the coffee shop I work at. I plan on bringing a couple of books and the puzzle page from the newspaper because I sincerely expect everyone in their right mind to stay inside as best they can.

I shall report in sometime tomorrow, if only to laugh hysterically as we don't get the 12 inches of snow expected, but really like...a dusting.

I shall cackle I say. Cackle.