Cleolinda Jones (cleolinda) wrote,
Cleolinda Jones

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"Extended version." If by "extended" you mean "by commercials." Dirty liars.

(Re: the snacky Birthday Essay: that was all hugsnkisses_'s masterminding. But I was more than happy to join the bandwagon. :)

Today's horoscope: "No one writes a bestseller right away. So stop being so hard on yourself!" God, my horoscopes are freaky. Seriously, I don't remember ever checking off a list of interests or activities for them to write weirdly individualized predictions about.

Oh--someone mentioned Debbie Gibson in the comments of the CD-ripping entry, so of course I had to dig out my greatest hits CD (I have tons of greatest hits CDs, mostly because I had the original albums on cassette and was NOT going to buy them all over again. Except that... a lot of times, I did anyway. Shut up) because I need to have "Only in My Dreams" on my computer, yis, and then I noticed a credit at the bottom of the back cover: "Compilation Producer: Woody Firm." Seriously? That's not a joke?

Anyway. Have helped Sister Girl study for her Culinard midterm, which is about sauces and stock and vegetable-cutting. Meanwhile, that five-page paper for Milton is due tomorrow, and ick. I am not in the paper-writing mood (as opposed to those days I just leap out of bed and crow, "What can I footnote today?!").

Went Christmas shopping yesterday, and it's official: stores are now waiting until the red-hot stroke of midnight on Halloween to put up the flocked pine wreaths and colored glass balls, but not a second longer. Now, my mother has an excuse for buying Christmas presents in August, because she's got not one but two kids with mid-December birthdays. Thus, I was an important element of the shopping expedition yesterday, as I had to tell her what I wanted. Now, before you bemoan the lack of surprise involved in my gifts, you have to remember two things. One is that my mother cannot remember the name of anything longer than two seconds. You can actually hear the information whistling in one ear and out the other, so I have to go with her to pick things out, because you send her to get Roxette (shut up, I was twelve) and she comes back with Rockapella, but not until she's spent fifteen minutes insisting to a store clerk that she wants something called "Rock Out" (this actually happened). And my mother was only 25 when she had me, so it's not like I have elderly parents or anything. The second thing is that my memory is much, much better than hers--so much better that I won't forget what we bought until at least, say, a week afterwards. Therefore, If you buy things early enough, I'll be totally surprised on Christmas morning. Imagine the guy from Memento as two women shopping for Christmas presents, and you've pretty much got the idea.

What all of this is a lead-up to is the fact that I am a jewelry fiend. I mean, I went to town at Books and Company, but it's the jewelry section of Rich's/Macy's that I always have to be dragged away from. And it's not even particularly expensive jewelry--in fact, I tend to like intricate but inexpensive jewelry. I don't even wear that much jewelry, and I finally figured out why: if I'm wearing it, I can't look at it.

It's the 1928 line that I usually end up drooling over at the mall--I am seriously in love with their jewelry. It's that Victorian/Art Deco thing, although if they added an Art Nouveau theme as well, I would be dead from pretty.

So when I found out yesterday that Noble Collection had expanded their Lord of the Rings merchandise section, I was stricken. I mean, here are two of my great loves: jewelry and movie merchandise, ACK. I'm actually a bigger sucker for stuff that is less replica and more "inspired" by a movie, because you don't have to feel like (as much of) a geek for wearing it. And they've got Arwen rings and Galadriel earrings and Arwen necklaces and Galadriel necklaces and seriously, if I were Eowyn, I'd be getting a little offended here.

And then, just in case your wallet isn't dead enough yet, they have Harry Potter stuff, too, and in fact they have the ultimate piece of Harry Potter jewelry: the Time-Turner. (They also have expensive replica wands and a Fawkes statue and the Mirror of Erised and the Divination crystal ball and the Gryffindor sword and a Hedwig brooch and all kinds of stuff. And Gryffindor and Slytherin rings. I wish they had a Ravenclaw ring.)

Anyway. I need to get on with my procrastinating paper-writing. Make sure you visit the SAST link down there, though--I have a link to a new movie poster that I know you want to see.

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