three-day weekend, by the numbers

[aruan]

MONDAY
Miles from my house to EPCOT - roughly 60
Times Mike and I rode Mission: Space - 3
Times I was assigned the role of pilot (and thought of John Sheppard, mais oui) - 2
Times we ate in the Biergarten tourist bureau (better known as World Showcase Germany) while being psychoanalyzed by some lone software conference attendee - 1
How much we did not deserve to sit in the front row of El Rio De Tiempo because all we did was sing Casa Bonita under our breath - very
How much the newest ride, Soarin', sucked - "A LOT"
Sitting in the secluded alleyway of World Showcase France in the early afternoon, sharing a baguette and creme brulee while sipping cheap white wine - Priceless

CONCLUSION: The director's cut of the Stargate film is inexorable, but the love in my heart for Daniel Jackson has discovered new territories to which to stake claim, and it set up a wonderful premise for a much more successful TV show. And lo, another way in which everything eventually comes back to Buffy.

TUESDAY
Visits to the office just to check my e-mail because it's the fucking Stone Age all over again without a computer - 2
Minutes spent having a very angry phone conversation with a useless Sony customer service person - approximately 30
Times I mostly unsuccessfully stopped myself from crying about the whole thing - about 5
Conversations with walkingshadow that should've been about her Atlanta adventure that she turned into righteous indignation on my behalf - 1
Amount of fic read - enough to make me smile, because really, John and Rodney

CONCLUSION: Don't be without your computer. You can't handle it at all.

WEDNESDAY
Hours spent repairing said computer, including but not limited to dissecting it on my kitchen counter and wiping out my operating system - 6
New software programs that my tech guy happily shared, including but not limited to Adobe Premier - 5 (which I opened, squealed over, and quickly closed again - I need a tutorial liek woah)
Greasy dinners with co-workers over news philosophy and office gossip - 1
Songs it took to become addicted to Guitar Hero - 0.37 (I PWN More Than A Feeling)
Ways in which I am grateful not to be left-handed because aforementioned game is rendering it cramped and useless like I'm a teenage boy - myriad, especially when I have to use a mouse at work tomorrow

CONCLUSION: Life pulled it out after a thoroughly miserable week. And by life, I mean the people in mine. [love]

Comments

[saturn92103.livejournal.com]

but the love in my heart for Daniel Jackson has discovered new territories to which to stake claim,

We need to get together again just to SQUEAL about Daniel Jackson.

[gjstruthseeker.livejournal.com]

Oh my god, we so do. He's just. I flailed through the whole movie, from the heckling at his presentation to his wonder at seeing the stargate for the first time, asking Jack to "Wait for me" when he took Sha'uri back to the sarcophagus. I loved that the movie was from his perspective, that we got to experience the wonder of it because of him. It's like when Rodney's voice goes breathy and high, but that never lasts, he's already onto breaking it down to its component parts, turning it into things he can catalogue and define. And while Daniel does the same, the never loses sight of the initial wow.

Maybe we could make it dinner this time and watch a couple of things afterward?

[saturn92103.livejournal.com]

It's a plan!

[whynotsaylove.livejournal.com]

that wouldn't by any chance be a newer full version of adobe premier with a working serial number would it? cause uh... that could come in handy in my line of work. :)

[gjstruthseeker.livejournal.com]

Sadly, he just unzipped a program file from an external drive of his and used a crack code to register it. Although if he hadn't, I would've bought something called Adobe Elements, which includes pretty useful versions of both Premier and Photoshop.

[xalxuffasch.livejournal.com]

It probably took some guy weeks to think, "Hey, let's spray pinesol in their face!" for Soarin'. Sadly, it probably took another few weeks for someone else to say, "Hey, let's spray orange pinesol in their face!" I was hoping they were going to spray some smog-smell in my face, but apparently not.

[gjstruthseeker.livejournal.com]

Heh, yeah, Pinesol. They didn't try to change anything - hang-gliding to San Diego, come on! The thing would've been fun, could've been cool if there were a plot, or transitions, or anything but the bad music and 10-second clip montage. Lamelamelame.