Nothing new in my life at the moment except that I’m totally in love with these two. 
Any fanfic recommendations out there?
And, uh-oh, I’m looking for Game of Thrones fanfics. This obsession is getting out of hand. I should be worried, except, except… Jon Snow and Ygritte!! Eeeeeeeee!!! *kilig*
Now that The Walking Dead Season 3 is over, Mondays mean one thing: Game of Thrones Season 3! And the rest of the week, well, I still haven’t finished watching season 3 of Prison Break. Of course, Prison Break only has 4 seasons so I will probably need to find a new old TV show to obsess about soon. Not that there’s a shortage of that. I actually haven’t caught up with the episodes of Gossip Girl and Bones and Castle. Which begs the question (it doesn’t, really, but whatever), why haven’t I been watching the latest episodes of these shows? Well, that’s because I’ve been reading. Yes, reading! Is it so difficult to believe? Maybe not. But I’m surprising myself at how far along I’ve gotten. Of course, it’s not as far as a genuine bibliophile would’ve gotten by now but forgive me, my reading skills are really barely hitting high school level.
I’ve been reading The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand. I don’t even remember why this was the book I chose to read after Geek Magnet, but it’s the book I happen to be reading these days. And perhaps I’m only on chapter four and that means I haven’t gotten to the meat of it yet, but so far it’s not boring at all. I actually have a hard time putting it down and feel quite sad when I’m so exhausted at the end of the day that I fall asleep before reading as many pages as I hope to.
Anyway, it’s about architecture, of all topics. Not something I’m particularly interested in, but I guess art is art. And Howard Roark seems like a very interesting man, what with his orange hair and his arrogance. I know, I still have a long way to go. I’m only on page 153 of 2394 pages so perhaps I’ll change my opinion later but for now, I’m enjoying the story.
I really wish I had more time. I still want to finish A Clash of Kings and the other bunch of books I’ve been trying to read. Why do I read at a glacial pace? I’m trying to read faster but when I do, I just realize that I haven’t been understanding the past few pages and would have to repeat reading them, which makes finishing the book take even longer. (sigh)
What will I do? There are so many stories to find out about and so little time to read books and watch TV. And I’m already not watching as many movies as I used to. Maybe I should stop talking to my friends then? Hahaha! Spoken like a true anti-social.
Much like how even just one song can make a music artist’s career, it takes but one show for the TV-obsessed me to watch stuff again.
I stopped for a while because I suddenly had work to do and didn’t have as much free time as I used to, and I went and read books because you know, I like reading books, too. And it’s kind of easier because you can read books anywhere, as opposed to TV shows that you have to watch on some sort of device (not that I didn’t eventually just read books on a device as well).
Anyway, I guess it also helps that E and I see each other more or less regularly now and we can share our files with each other. He doesn’t watch the TV shows that I watch, unfortunately. But it’s a great way for the both of us to find new shows and movies we wouldn’t have seen if we’d been looking at stuff on our own. So I couldn’t get him to watch Castle because let’s face it–the premise of having the two leads having a romantic connection makes it a girl’s show, and E isn’t as open-minded as me anyway (Hah!) but he gave me The Walking Dead and now I can’t hate him anymore.
Have you seen the last 10 minutes of Season 3 Episode 10?
Be still my heart.
No, seriously.
It’s because the theme song of The Walking Dead is so catchy, that’s why. I remember Frank Darabont as the producer. One time an officemate asked me if J.J. Abrams was the producer of The Walking Dead, because you know, he produced Lost and Star Trek and all. I said no, the producer of the The Walking Dead was Frank Darabont. I surprised myself when I realized that I knew it.
And now, because about a gazillion of people I’ve talked to at work who want to speak English have told me that their favorite movie is The Shawshank Redemption, I decided to see it, and wouldn’t you know it, it was directed by my new favorite producer himself, Frank Darabont.
I know everyone in Hollywood’s bound to have had something to do with a movie or two before they become famous and you start remembering their name, but it does surprise me when a name I never expect to come up somehow does and I realize that I’ve been liking things that the same person was responsible for.
Take the time that I was telling M about Gattaca, about how it was such a great movie and one of Ethan Hawke’s finest and that it introduced Jude Law to the world. I told her about its plot and 1950′s feel and she said something like, “The way you talk about it somehow reminds me of In Time.”
I told her that I liked that movie, too, despite its negative reviews, and then I realized that silly me, the same person wrote and directed Gattaca and In Time. Andrew Niccol!
At one point I named him as my favorite writer, but now that he’s in charge of Stephenie Meyer’s The Host, well, OK. I guess since I haven’t lost respect for Robert Pattinson and Anna Kendrick despite their involvement in Stephenie Meyer’s work, I guess, I can just think that maybe Andrew Niccol did it for the money. And, I don’t think I would take that against anyone.
