Ooops I did it again, I came in to work...

I apologize for referencing Ms. Spears, but that's the best song-type thing I could come up with this morning.  Deal.

The weekend flew by in a blur, and other than cooking and doing dishes, nothing much was accomplished.  Sigh.  The Barbeque on Saturday was forced indoors by the cooler temps, to make it a typical crowded house party rather than an outdoor/picnic event.  Still, it was nice, and I'm glad I went.  Glad I helped out with the food, even though I risked my fingers (okay, it wasn't that cold, but it felt like it).  Glad I saw people I didn't get to see all week.  Very glad I went out dancing with one of the hostesses, and a couple of Muskateers.  Little divey bar, bad neighborhood and hard to get to without a DD, and the DJ was inexperienced and made some bad calls (seriously, who spins new wave and doesn't bring The Reflex?) but on the whole it was a blast.  Must go back again.

I created another of my 'I'm bored, an' there are random ingredients in my cabinets' meals on Sunday.  Salmon-Couscous Curry.  It was yummy, and worth the effort I put into adding spices and things, even if I did stick a layer of couscous to the pot, so that I spent the rest of the day soaking it.  Was supposed to go downtown for Falafel, but I woke up still drunk, and by the time I took a nap and sobered up, I missed the call saying, 'are you okay, we're hungry'.  The sobering up process made me glad I didn't try to get on the Metro, though.  Which is actually more amusing when you consider that I left the bar, got a ride to the Metro, took the train home, then walked to my house, let myself in, turned off the lights, cleaned up the kitchen, put picnic leftovers away, fed and watered the cat, read for a while, had some juice...and then slept for a few hours, and woke up nauseous and needing more sleep.

So, today is that Monday you have every once in a while.  The Monday after the Sunday that you wasted recovering from the party on Saturday.  Or; what do you mean the weekend's over; I only used the one day?

Hence:  Ooops I did it again, I came in to work...

Fanfic from the Other Side

I really meant to buy the Buffy comics.  I got all excited about them existing.  And then, RL got in the way.

I saw a posting in one of the forums I visit that refered to it as 'canon-fanfic', which is exactly how I feel about it.  It's not true canon, because it's not on TV.  Period.  Although, I do confess to using the original movie as canon sometimes.  But, we were talking about the comics.  Joss is writing them, so they're canon.  Yet, they're not.  It's like Joss writing fanfic.  Which I'm okay with.  That's also exciting; now that he doesn't need to worry about production values, actors and their salaries, etc., he can do a lot of things with the characters that he might not have been able to do before.

All of that said...I missed the publication date of the first comic, by enough that the second is already out.  And I have to say, that as far as the spoilers go, I'm dissapointed.  We'll have to re-evaluate this next week, when I have a chance to read the first two comics.

When I write these entries, I like to have a point.  Or, at least a begining and end point.  I feel like this is just a little blurb floating in space, no relation to anything else, of no true value to the LJ community...

* Existential Crisis *

Okay, I think I'm better now.  What I've been thinking about, is cross-promotion; books that spawn movies, movies that spawn TV series, or vice versa.  I've never read any books based on movies or TV shows, I tend to see a lot of movies based on books I enjoyed, though.  And I'm not a huge comic person, although I've seen a good 2/3 of the comics-based movies that came out in the last 5 years.  

Why did I get so excited over the Buffy Comics?  Because Joss is working on them.  And, even if I never fully consider them canon, and even if they suck and I stop buying them at some point, that makes them worth noticing.  That the creator of the Buffy-verse still has ideas and input for those characters after all this time, says a lot for the verse, the fandom, and its creators.  I think it's impressive, which is why I'm gonna actually go out and buy comic books.

My ten year old self is mocking me with much glee.